Jikook smut

The good doctor

Author: snarcsics

On Ao3

♡♡♡

Summary: Jungkook’s your basic sex addict. Troubled, distant, angry, and somewhat cocky, however Jimin suspects that was there long before Jungkook became an addict.

♡♡♡

Addiction is a word that Jimin deals with on the daily. He wouldn’t say he’s accustomed to it, by no means at all is he desensitized. Even after three years at work, being a psychologist was a job that came with an array of patients – surprises and oddities accompanying them to his office door. Jimin tells himself that he’s prepared for whatever that may be thrown at him, no matter how big or small. He spent years in college working towards a doctorate degree, poured hours of the day into homework and assignments. He was trained for this, he was evaluated, guided, he assisted professionals before finally starting his own career. Jimin embodies determination and understanding, but even that couldn’t have prepared him for Jeon Jungkook.

He’s your basic sex addict. Troubled, distant, angry, and somewhat cocky, however Jimin suspects that was there long before Jungkook became an addict.

Their sessions have been going on for almost three weeks now, and Jimin can’t seem to spot any improvement in Jungkook. Though that was only one among many of Jimin’s concerns. The good doctor can handle Jungkook’s personality just fine if he’s willing to pay for each appointment, it’s the man’s advances towards him that make things rather unsavoury. As a professional himself now, Jimin is bound by confidentiality laws, which state that he cannot speak or hint about what goes on behind his closed office doors. And boy, did Jimin want to complain. However, what goes on inside his office stays between him and his patients, and perhaps Jungkook takes advantage of that.

Jimin doesn’t take him too seriously. He’s there to help Jungkook, to work his addiction out with him, to be a confidant who Jungkook can rely on for help. Regardless of how Jungkook had his heart pounding with just the lightest touches, or how his unabashed stares and comments had him blushing to the tips of his ears, Jimin casts that all aside to be the adult. At work, Jimin is obligated to ignore all flirtations, no matter how many times Jungkook has touched his arm, or how many sly remarks about his ass is thrown his way. He’s flattered. Who wouldn’t be? It’s just that Jimin is neither permitted nor did he want to encourage such behaviour, but that doesn’t deter Jungkook at all. As a matter of fact, it seems to spur him on to have Jimin brush off his every attempt at trying to get into his pants. He becomes unnecessarily elaborate whenever he relays his activities in the past week to Jimin, especially his lack of enthusiasm towards recent sexual partners and his…private sessions with himself.

Jimin knows it’s wrong.

He shouldn’t feel so heated when Jungkook leers at him from across the table, and their relationship should not develop into any sort of intimate, but…it was fucking hard. He confesses; it’s not easy to have an attractive, clearly interested man, confined in him for a few hours, doing his best to seduce him every chance he gets. Jimin is at a constant struggle to keep himself in check.

Jungkook visits Jimin more and more as time goes on, and for a while Jimin wonders how he can afford so many sessions with him, but observing his carefree attitude towards money, Jungkook's not concerned. Jimin is apprehensive at all times when Jungkook arrives. He's dealt with sex addicts before, but Jungkook is more intense, his gazes are too hungry. His eyes are consistently on him, following him, drinking him in. Naturally, Jimin squirms, stutters, and tries to move on. Then...when the session comes to an end, and Jimin walks him to the door as a show of courtesy, Jungkook corners him, gently crowds him into the door of the office and speaks a hair's breadth away from his lips.