Hate To Want You | YoonKook {COMPLETED}

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"Boys... they're here. You should all go to sleep." Yoongi's mother said.

Yoongi, Jungkook, and Junki had all been sitting in the room with their father, Yoongi and Junki sharing stories of their father with Jungkook.

Yoongi got up first and walked over to his father and held his hand. Jungkook got up and gently rubbed his back. "I'll be in your room." He said softly before he left.

Jungkook walked into Yoongi's room and sat on his bed, playing with his astronaut bunny's ears.

After about twenty minutes, Yoongi walked in with bloodshot eyes with dark circles under them. He looked exhausted as he shuffled over to Jungkook.

"Ready for bed?" He asked. Yoongi nodded and watched as Jungkook stood up and pulled the covers back, letting Yoongi slide in first. Jungkook laid next to him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders as they nestled together.

"Try to get some sleep, baby." Jungkook whispered before he took his glasses then turned the light off.

Yoongi really did try to sleep, but all he could feel was the emptiness in the house, the feeling that his father was no longer there. all he wanted to do was numb the feeling.

Yoongi turned to Jungkook and gently poked him. "Are you asleep?" He asked softly.

"No..." Jungkook said as he looked down at Yoongi before he watched as the elder got up and turned the light back on and handed Jungkook his glasses.

"Hyung?" Jungkook asked as he put them on. Jungkook ended up blushing as Yoongi straddled his lap and slowly pulled his shirt off.

Jungkook's eyes followed it as it hit the floor. He gulped as he looked back up at the elder. "W-what are you doing?"

"I want you, Jungkookie."

"Uh... I don't think-"

"Don't think, I don't want to think either so let's just lose ourselves in each other." Yoongi said.

Jungkook fully caught on as Yoongi removed Jungkook's shirt. "Whoa whoa— No! Look, hyung I like you a lot, but-!"

"I like you too." Yoongi said before he kissed Jungkook who sighed once they pulled away.

"Hyung-" He said before Yoongi cut him off with a kiss, almost as good as their first one.

The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the room, casting shadows that danced across the walls, a stark contrast to the heavy silence that enveloped them.

It was a silence that echoed with loss, a silence that felt suffocating. Yoongi tried to shake off the heaviness, the memories of his father haunting him like fleeting specters in the corners of his mind. But in Jungkook's embrace, he found a momentary sanctuary.

As Jungkook looked up at him, concern etched on his youthful face, Yoongi felt a flicker of warmth, a reminder that he wasn't alone in this. Their connection, forged over shared vulnerability and laughter, was a lifeline pulling him away from the abyss that threatened to swallow him whole.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jungkook asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. His cheeks flushed, a flush that only deepened under Yoongi's unwavering gaze.

"I need to feel something," Yoongi admitted, vulnerability spilling from his lips like an open wound. "I just... I don't want to think about everything right now. I want to lose myself in you."

The room felt small, the air thick with unspoken words and heavy emotions. Jungkook's heart raced as he processed Yoongi straddling his lap, the weight of the moment pressing down on him like a storm cloud. His mind swirled with concern, and he quickly grasped Yoongi's small waist, his palms trembling.