"Can you try to not like me? Maybe if you do, then I'll learn to not like you back."
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While having to protect himself from the demons of his past, Jin has a duty to protect Jungkook, the spoiled son of a billionaire business tycoon. His life is one...
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"I don't want to stop," Jungkook whispered against Jin's lips.
"Don't stop," Jin replied hushly, before capturing Jungkook's soft lips in his mouth, his fingers digging into the soft skin on Jungkook's waist.
Earlier, when the bell for lunch rang, Jin had looked forward to eating his meal because he'd skipped dinner last night and never ate breakfast on a school day. But then he'd received a text from Jungkook to meet at their spot, and the hunger he'd felt had vanished.
Kissing Jungkook was more filling than any meal he could ever have. Hugging him and touching him was just as rewarding. His stomach wasn't the only thing that felt full in that moment, his heart did, too.
Jungkook rested his head against Jin's shoulder, his lips not leaving Jin. Jin tilted his head to the side to meet Jungkook's, pulling Jungkook higher on his laps. Against his mouth, Jungkook released a soft sigh before pulling away.
For a moment, they remained there; Jin on a chair pushed up against the wall in the music room, with Jungkook sat on his laps, their arms wrapped around each other, Jungkook's head stayed on Jin's shoulder while Jin had his head atop Jungkook's.
"I wish I'd admitted what I felt earlier," Jungkook said, killing the silence. "I wish we had done this before. I wish you were my first kiss."
Jin smiled. "I might have not been your first, but I can be your last," Jin teased, earning a soft chuckle from Jungkook, his warm body vibrating against Jin.
"You promise?"
This time, Jin laughed. "You're so cheesy," he said. "But why do you say you wished I was your first kiss? Do you regret your first kiss?"
The circle motion Jungkook was making on Jin's arm ceased. Jin felt him go still, then he was sitting up straight. His expression had turned upset and Jin wondered if he'd unboxed a bad memory.
"I didn't mean to upset you."
"You didn't," Jungkook said. He turned his body towards Jin, his face inches away from Jin's face. So close that Jin could pick apart the dark specks dotting his light brown pupils. "I didn't have my first kiss until a week ago."
It took a couple of seconds for Jin to put it together and understand. "Christ," he muttered. "You mean Hanuel stole your first kiss that night?"
Jungkook nodded.
A wave of anger rushed through Jin's body. His heart thrummed fast in his chest. He had to shut his eyes and mentally talk himself down. He should have beaten Hanuel that day. He wished he had. That slimy little perverted demon!
Jungkook's warm hand pressed against the side of his face, easing the tension in Jin's jaw. He released a slow, prolonged breath before opening his eyes to see Jungkook watching him with a gentle, worried gaze.
"You look murderous," he said.
"I'm just angry," Jin said. "Hanuel did a lot of things that night and all he got was what? A slap on the wrist." I want to hurt him. I want to cause him pain. The anger he felt in that moment, Jin had felt it in Jeju but before then, he'd felt it years ago when his parents and brother had died.
