stepbrother | taekook

4 | Lost

Lost
• to find one's way; not knowing one's whereabouts.

synonyms: stray, astray, off-course, off-track, off the right track, disorientated, disoriented, having lost one's bearings,adrift, going round in circles, at sea

"his spirit still walks among the hills, searching for lost travellers"

Jungkook

No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get him out of my head.

It feels like I've known him for years, like he's always been there and yet he hasn't. I've only just met Kim Taehyung and yet he's already got me hooked like a drug. I yearn for his presence and it drives me insane just thinking about it.

I'm the addict and he's something illegal I'm not allowed, and if I'm caught, it'll be the end.

-x-

Third person

"Jimin, I swear to God if you do one more slut drop I'm gonna self-combust and it will be your fault" Yoongi grumbles, leaning against his desk and watching as his boyfriend dances to 'own it' by Drake.

"You love it really" Jimin giggles back, dropping low right in front of the elder who bites his lip to stop himself making a sexual comment.

"Your leather pants are so tight, I can see your asshole" he decides to reply. Jimin makes a scoffing noise and flicks Yoongi on the forehead.

"You've seen it before, stop complaining"

Yoongi smirks and slaps Jimin's ass and the younger yelps, clutching his sore cheek. He turns around, only to be pulled into the raven haired male's lap.

"Yoongi wha--"

His sentence is cut off by a pair of lips crashing into his, warm against his own. Jimin tangles his hands into Yoongi's locks and tugs lightly whilst the latter explores his mouth with flicks of a tongue. Jimin moans against his lips, grinding on Yoongi's crotch causing friction. The elder male groans and begins groaping Jimin's ass with large pale hands. The blonde gasps and tugs hard on the hair collected between his fingers.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening fills their ears and they look to the side, startled.

"Ah, my eyes!"

Jungkook, dressed in an oversized shirt, ripped jeans, timberlands and a beanie, covers his face with embarrassment at the doorway. He sighs and steps inside the classroom, setting his bag down on a desk.

"Look, if you're gonna play tonsil tennis and 'how nice is his ass?' then take it somewhere else besides a classroom"

Jimin clambers off his boyfriend and skips over to the traumatised brunette, patting his head in an attempt to comfort him.

"There, there. Would you like me to buy you some ice-cream?"

"Yes-- wait no." Jungkook slides away from Jimin's hand and slumps into a chair, staring at the ceiling.

"Why are you here so early anyway? Did mommy wake you up earwy for bwekfast?" Yoongi pouts, talking like a baby.

"Yoongi shut up and read your kinky magazines" Jimin slides into the chair next to Jungkook, shooting a glare in his boyfriend's direction.

"Jungkookie, is something bothering you?" Jimin asks, concern in his voice.

"Nah"

"Denial~" Yoongi calls over, walking over to start drawing inappropriate pictures on the whiteboard with a black marker.