The Package || Jinkook

Chapter 2

"Jinnie! I need you to take Jungkook to school again." Yoongi calls out as he enters the unlocked apartment he used to live in. He walks to the kitchen with ease and opens the fridge, snatching a cup of milk pudding traditionally. Peeling back the wrapper he releases the wooden spoon from the top and digs in, shoving the succulent sweetness into his mouth.

"In a few minutes. I'm trying to figure out what went wrong with my package's delivery. It says here that it arrived a few moments ago," Jin appears from out of his room and walks over to the kitchen. Handing Yoongi the phone to show the display he snatches the milk pudding as per usual and finishes off the final few scoops. 

Yoongi scrolls through the webpage to read all aspects of the supposed delivery. Jin watches intensely as he slowly scoops the pudding into his mouth and purses his lips over the wooden spoon. Clicking on a link, the webpage is diverted to a secondary tab which displays Jin's billing and shipping information.

"Huh... Everything seems fine. Maybe the mailman signed for it and got distracted. He probably still has it. No big deal. Be patient," Yoongi nonchalantly dips the phone in Jin's direction and shrugs. 

"You're probably right. I just don't want it to get lost or something. It's... it's kind of important."

"You didn't buy another one did you?" Yoongi's eyes awaken from their usual half-lidded gaze. Jin puts one hand on his hip and exasperates.

"Hey, you're lucky I'm not making you pay for a new one. You're dog's the one who broke it."

"Spare me the conversation," and with that Yoongi leaves with a huff of breath and a stomp in his step. Jin laughs, feeling accomplished, as he gets dressed for work. 

Jin is the fine arts teacher at the university that Yoongi teaches at and Jungkook attends, bringing the boy to school late was never a chore for him since his first class didn't start until 12pm whilst Yoongi's started at 9:30am. Jungkook took Jin's class during the second days rotation and took the first four hours of classes to get tutoring from his sunbaes. God knows he needs it.

Adjusting his a black and white striped tie closer to his neck Jin frowns into the mirror. One thing that Jin hates more than anything is the unknown. As routine as his day is he always felt like something would happen to throw off his zen. Yesterday it happened, he got in line at the cafeteria to get his usual meal and the noodles had been replaced with rice. He likes rice, rice is fine, but he wasn't craving it that day. It threw off his vibe completely and he decided not to eat lunch, stuffing his face and giving himself a stomach ache at dinner.

Jin's phone rings out as 10am arrives. He hears a bang upstairs and assumes that Jungkook is finally awake. He didn't really mind being able to hear the boys walking upstairs. It makes his apartment seem less empty, the pitter patter of footsteps, the initial creaking of a bed while the two younger men try to fall asleep, the sudden bang when either one clumsily drops something. it made it seem like someone was living with him, even if the left side of his bed remains dress in the morning.

With a heavy sigh Jin walks out the door and skips down the stairs, twirling the key around his index finger and catching it after tossing it up into the air. Holly's yapping meets his ears as he reaches for the door and turns the knob. The barking stops almost immediately as Jin enters Yoongi and Jungkook's apartment. He is met with an excited brown dog jumping up and down excitedly.

"Hey holly, hey baby, oh you're excited to see uncle Jin aren't you?" Jin grabs her bell-collar and shakes it, the sound loud and incessant. Footsteps clatter above the noise and Jin looks up, standing as he notice's Jungkook's presence. His eyes momentarily widen but he shuts it down instinctively, easily keeping his emotions under over. This, however, doesn't stop him from admiring the younger boy's physique. 

"Maybe you should wear a shirt to school, just a suggestion," Jin remarks smoothly, thankful that his voice didn't crack.  Jungkook drops what he's holding and covers his chest. Jin glances at the package, staring at it's mangles material and hurriedly taped edges.

"Oh, what did you order?" Jin's curiosity gets the better of him, even though it was probably another G-Dragon product. He watches Jungkook lean down and desperately pick up the box, face paled suddenly. 

"Um... I got your package," Jungkook's arms shoot out with the package in between both hands. He bows apologetically and respectfully, as if he had done something wrong.

Jin's heart stops, his palms become sweaty and his lower lip quivers. His knees become weak but he composes himself. The Package is inches away from him and all he wants to do is snatch it from Jungkook's grasp and run away with it. But he's the hyung here, he needs to remain calm and not act like a child.

"Did you open it?" He knows the answer, the torn up box and Jungkook's nervousness says it all. He wouldn't apologize if he hadn't opened it. He knows what's in it, he know everything.

"Yes," the answer is simple yet it burns in Jin's ears as the tips glow red with embarrassment. His body gets hot and his mouth dries down as if he swallowed a handful of salt. He stares into Jungkook's grey contacted eyes as his body floats in a pool of shame.

"Oh God," He whispers, realizing now that the young boy in front of him held it in his hands. The boy he has taken care of, taught how to cook, nursed to health during fever, flu, and cold, slept with when he was scared during a storm... he held it.

"I'm so sorry you had to see that. I... I'm truly sorry." Jin bows and repeats his apologies. Jungkook stares at him in confusion, a hyung shouldn't act like that to his dongsaeng but here he is.

"No! Jin I shouldn't have opened it. It's your private life. I didn't know it was yours, I thought it was my package. It's my fault." Jin snatches the package from the young boy and hides it behind his back, as if through the cardboard the device could be seen.

"If I can ask... why did you order that?" Jin knew that Jungkook's natural curiosity would be the death of him one day.

"That's none of your concern Jeon Jungkook, finish getting dressed. We're going to be even more late." With that, Jin walks out the door and rushes upstairs. Once inside the safety of his own apartment he tears at the messy layers of tape and throws the box aside after retrieving the device.

Jin admires it in his hands, hot pink and about 6 inches long past the handle the batteries can be seen past the transparent hard plastic grip. He pressed the small button on the handle and it begins to vibrate. He presses it again and the vibrations intensify.

He knows that Jungkook won't stop asking questions about the vibrator. For a man to own one... a man he believes is straight, it would spark questions in anyone. He didn't want him to know about his orientation, the school is extremely strict on these kinds of things and even though he knows that Jungkook means no harm, word might get out. They already have to hide the fact that Jungkook lives with Yoongi and before that they had to keep quiet about Yoongi living with Jin.

"Jin I'm ready!" Jin throws the vibrator into the top drawer of his vanity and checks his hair once in the mirror. Dying his hair pink was a risk  in itself but it's so subtle that people just ignore it.

"Alright, let's go," Jin sighs, knowing that the ride to school will be filled with tension and awkward silence.

A/N Hi guys! I'm not one to beg for comments, numbers don't matter to me, but I have been a bit insecure about this book and I wanted to get some feedback and criticism. Be as blunt and honest as you want, say anything regardless of if you think it's harsh. I love hearing from my readers because you guys are incredibly important to me and your opinions matter ♡