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Summary: Prince Jungkook wants the attention of his hot guard, but Kim Seokjin won't budge. Until he does.
Words: 4,878
A/N: this is literally just prince jungkook fucking his hot security guard seokjin... enjoy ;D
(top jin - bottom jungkook)
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Kim Seokjin has no idea how crazy he drives people.
Especially Jungkook.
It's been months now since Seokjin has gotten the position to be one of Prince Jeon Jungkook's main bodyguards. Even since before then, the kingdom has always praised the guard's appearance, and rightfully so. Anyone would be a liar to say that Kim Seokjin isn't freaking gorgeous.
And no, that's not the reason he became Jungkook's guard. Jungkook doesn't even choose his own guards. He's just extremely lucky that Kim Seokjin was chosen to stay outside his bedroom door at all times during the night.
Seokjin is quiet. That's the first thing Jungkook realized about him—aside from his handsome looks, of course. He's not just quiet because he's a silent guard on duty, either; Jungkook has seen Seokjin all alone before, off duty, and he's not really the social type. Perhaps it's one of the reasons he's so good at his job of silently guarding all night long.
Despite Jungkook's first attempt to speak to the guard, Seokjin refused to be distracted. It was a few months ago, maybe a week or so into Seokjin's position, and Jungkook opened his bedroom door out of curiosity and nothing more.
"You here all night?"
Seokjin hadn't responded. He looked forward and didn't bat an eye. Maybe that's the reason why Jungkook was so attached to the guard. Maybe he wanted to get a reaction out of him. Jungkook has always been known to be the bratty prince, and it's mostly because he's stubborn and wants everything to go his way no matter what. Including this.
Every week for three months straight, Jungkook has tried and failed over and over again. A simple How was your day or Why won't you talk to me isn't going to cut it. Seokjin doesn't seem to care about small talk or introductions, so Jungkook has decided to skip such a thing. He wants to fluster the guard and finally make him bat an eye for once.
When he opens his bedroom door tonight, Jungkook leans against the door frame and flutters his eyes prettily at the familiar handsome guard who's standing by his door.
"Seokjin-ssi," he calls out, slowly creeping his hand along the wall beside the older. He still doesn't look away from the wall in front of him and it makes Jungkook pout to himself. "You must be so tired, always standing here at night. Why don't you come into my room and sit for a while?"
Silence. It stings like a rejection and it makes Jungkook's pout worsen.
"Come on," he subtly whines as he lifts a finger off the wall and gently pokes at the guard's arm. Seokjin's muscle becomes stiff under his touch and Jungkook's body surges with an excitement he's never felt before—all from a mere reaction. "Seokjin-ssi, you can relax. Come on, you deserve it."
