𝐌𝐫. 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭 || 𝐊𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐉𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐅

💍𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟. 48💍

Jin squirmed beneath the covers, wincing at the ache radiating through his body. He felt as if he had been put through a blender, every part of him sore and sensitive.

"My body... my ass. Gosh! Jeon Jungkook!" he screamed, frustration mingling with lingering pleasure.

He blinked awake, taking in his surroundings, and immediately realized where he was. Jungkook had just emerged from the bathroom, his toned chest bare, wearing nothing but tight black jeans that hugged his hips perfectly.

Jin's heart raced, and despite the pain, he couldn't help but gawk at how incredibly sexy Jungkook looked, specially with Jin's bite marks over Jungkook's neck.

Jungkook caught Jin's gaze and smirked, a playful glint in his eyes. "Morning, my sleepyhead," he teased, walking over with a small bowl of water and a damp towel. He knew he might have pushed Jin too far during their night together, but seeing Jin all flustered and hiding under the covers only made him want to tease him more.

"Let me take care of you," Jungkook said softly, kneeling beside the bed. He dipped the towel into the water, wringing it out before gently wiping Jin's arms, then moving to his shoulders. "You really let me have my way with you last night," he added, his voice low and sultry.

Jin's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, both from embarrassment and the lingering memories of their passionate night. "You... you were supposed to be the one controlling yourself!" he protested weakly, trying to maintain some semblance of indignation while his body betrayed him with a twinge of pleasure from Jungkook’s touch.

“I tried, I really did,” Jungkook replied with a playful grin, his fingers trailing along Jin's collarbone. “But you looked too good, and you challenged me. You also said it was over, What did you expect?”

Jin rolled his eyes, though he couldn’t suppress the small smile forming on his lips. “I didn’t think you would actually take it as a challenge to make me regret it the next morning!”

“Oh, I wouldn’t say you regret it,” Jungkook chuckled, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Jin’s forehead. “You might be in pain, but I know you loved every second of it.” He continued to wipe Jin's body with tender care, ensuring that his touch was gentle, even as he relished the memory of their night together.

Jin sighed dramatically, half-heartedly pulling the covers tighter around himself. “You’re lucky you’re hot. Otherwise, I’d be plotting my revenge right now,” he muttered, but the playful spark in his eyes betrayed his true feelings.

“I’ll take my chances,” Jungkook said, his grin widening as he finished cleaning Jin’s arms. “But for now, let’s get you up and ready for the day. I’ll even make you breakfast to help ease the pain.”

Jin raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued despite himself. “What’s the catch?”

“No catch,” Jungkook replied innocently, though his smirk suggested otherwise. “Just a chance for you to show me how much you love me.”

“Ugh, fine. But only if you promise not to make me regret it,” Jin said, pushing the covers down and finally exposing himself to Jungkook's hungry gaze, a mix of annoyance and affection swirling within him.

“I’ll do my best, but no promises,” Jungkook teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he helped Jin sit up, ready to face the day—whatever it might bring.

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“Mm mm. I love it when my hubby cooks for me,” Jin exclaimed, his eyes sparkling as he took in the beautifully arranged dishes on the table. The aroma wafting through the air made his stomach growl, and he felt a warmth spread through him.