The Package || Jinkook

Chapter 6

Jin wakes up the next day and rolls over in bed to cuddle closer to the warm body snoring comfortably beside him. Giving the man a squeeze, he kisses him on the forehead and lightly shoves his shoulder to try and awaken him.

"Babe, it's almost 9. You have to go home to get ready for work. I have to take Jungkook to class again," Jin whispers in his ear. The man groans and nuzzles his face into Jin's neck.

"If you don't want him seeing his mathematics teacher in bed with his fine arts teacher you should probably get going," The professor lets out one last grunt as he sits up and rubs his eyes.

"Fine, I'll get going. You were great last night, by the way." The man winks at Jin who blushes and hits him with his pillow.

"You never fail to give me a good time Joonie. I really needed it." The man, Kim Namjoon, stands up and walks to a spot on the floor where his clothes had been shed last night. Jin leans back on his elbows and admires Namjoon's round behind as he tries to squeeze it into the dark green washed out skinnies be had worn the night before.

"So you really told him that you're gay?" Namjoon asks as he throws on his black half sleeved tshirt. Jin nods his head and glares at the bright pink vibrator laying idly on his nightstand.

"It's because of that evil thing." Namjoon bursts out laughing and walks over to the device to pick it up.

"This evil device brings you more pleasure than the real thing so don't mock it." Namjoon places it back down and sits on the edge of the bed to put on his Pumas. Jin gets onto his knees and wraps his arms around the younger man's neck.

"He can keep a secret. I trust him. He's special."

As the room becomes comfortably quiet the two men sit together on the bed and stare longingly out the window. It's moments like these that Jin wishes he could be openly gay. He feels happy, holding a man in his arms and being content with just sitting in each other's presence. Namjoon isn't his ideal man, he's simply a hookup and Namjoon himself is okay with that, but the moment is still one he treasures.

Jin has always wanted someone sweet, cute, a manly body but a boyish face. Someone like Jungkook, but not Jungkook. That's impossible for many reasons.

He's straight, one of his student, and his best friend's mentee. Yoongi will murder him if he knows that Jin is even slightly attracted to Jungkook. Then there's the age difference. 5 years is a huge gap but he's seen worse.

"Hey, you should hang up the painting I brought. It looks just like you doesn't it?" Namjoon unrolls the canvas and holds it in front of him admirably.

"I wonder who painted it. It's breathtaking."

"Not sure, I found it in the trash. I can't believe someone would throw away something this magnificent. Whoever it is, he or she must have skills."

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"Aelita?" The English professor questions as the girl sitting in front of Jungkook raises her hand. She clears her throat and asks the professor to further explain the pronunciations on the board. Jungkook sits back, ignoring the lesson and watching his two idiot friends mess around with each other. Hoseok leans forward in his seat and flicks Jimin on the ear who jerks back quickly and swaps his hand away. The older boy leans farther up so that his lips were inches away from the boy's ear and whispers something that causes him to begin coughing loudly. A ruler comes down onto the desk with a bang and stuns everyone in the room.

"Do you want to repeat to the class what you told Mr. Park Jimin?" Hoseok's eyes widen as he shakes his head wildly. As he does so Jimin chuckles and a note falls from his hand. The professor's eyebrow raises as he leans down to pick it up.