Jin stood frozen in place, his heart pounding so loudly in his chest he was sure Jungkook could hear it. The atmosphere between them had shifted—thick with tension, unspoken words, and something far more dangerous. Jin struggled to find his voice, but his mind was clouded with the memory of the boy Jungkook once was, and the man who now stood before him.
Jungkook watched him, waiting for a response, but Jin’s lips remained sealed. Instead, Jungkook took a step closer, his tall frame looming over Jin. He leaned in even further, his hand gently grazing Jin’s arm, causing the elder to tense up.
“I’ve waited so long for you to see me,” Jungkook whispered, his voice so close to Jin’s ear that it made him shiver again. The warmth of Jungkook’s breath sent an unexpected rush through his body, making his knees weaken.
Jin swallowed hard, forcing himself to take a step back, needing some space to think, to breathe, but Jungkook didn’t let him. He closed the gap between them in an instant, towering over Jin like a predator ready to claim what he believed was his.
“What are you doing?” Jin finally managed to ask, his voice trembling.
Jungkook’s eyes softened for a moment, a flicker of the boy Jin once knew. “I’m showing you what I’ve been hiding, hyung. What I’ve been holding back... for you.”
The words made Jin’s breath hitch again. He wanted to deny it, to brush it off as a joke, but the intensity in Jungkook’s eyes said otherwise. This wasn’t a game. The atmosphere was suffocating, thick with emotions Jin couldn’t fully grasp yet.
"I don’t... I don’t understand," Jin whispered, his voice laced with confusion.
Jungkook’s hand moved to cup Jin’s face, his thumb brushing over Jin’s bottom lip gently. Jin’s eyes widened at the touch, and a soft gasp escaped him. "You will," Jungkook murmured, his gaze never leaving Jin’s.
Before Jin could even process what was happening, Jungkook closed the small distance between them, his lips hovering over Jin’s as if waiting for permission. The moment seemed to stretch on forever, Jin’s heart thundering in his chest as he felt the warmth of Jungkook’s body so close to his own.
And then, Jungkook’s lips brushed lightly against Jin’s—a soft, tentative touch that sent shockwaves through Jin’s entire being. He froze, his body betraying him, unable to pull away. Instead, his eyes fluttered shut, letting the moment take over.
Jungkook didn’t push further, but the message was clear. He was claiming what he believed was his, no longer hiding the desire, the need, the love he had kept buried for so long.
As they parted, the air around them still charged with electricity, Jungkook leaned back slightly, his hand still gently cradling Jin’s face. "I’m not hiding anymore, hyung. From now on, you’ll see all of me."
Jin’s eyes snapped open, his breath shallow, his mind racing with questions, but one thought screamed louder than all the rest—Jungkook had changed. And nothing would be the same after this night.
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Over the next few days, the atmosphere between Jin and Jungkook became almost unbearable—charged with an intensity Jin couldn’t shake. Every encounter left Jin flushed and restless, his mind spinning with confusion and an odd sense of anticipation.
Jungkook, on the other hand, embraced the change with confidence, never missing a chance to get close to Jin, to subtly remind him of the shift in their dynamic. His touches became bolder, his words laced with double meanings that left Jin speechless, and his gaze—always dark and heavy with intention—never left Jin’s form.
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His but Never Mine - J.JK × K.SJ FF
Teen Fiction"I would've sold my soul just to see you look at me the way you look at him." Where Jeon Jungkook is ready to do anything... anything just to be seen by his Hyung. Even if it meant tearing apart the world, changing himself or begging at his...feet. ...
