jungkook licked his lips as he stared at his reflection he looks pretty, more than that he felt pretty, the soft pastel colours making his skin look even more tanned. he wore a pink sweater with a white collar, a silky pink skirt that reached just below the top of his thighs. he wore stockings with lace at the top that reached just above his knees. he had on a choker with a silver heart. there was a lace tied in a bow below it. his hair fluffy and curly, not brushed. he had been confident enough to add a touch of lipgloss. he twirled feeling a smile grace his lips. he twirled again but this time froze midway. yoongi stood against the doorframe eyes widened. jungkook let out a noise that was mixed between a squeak and a gasp, running to the connected bathroom and slamming the door shut. he was in full panic mode now. shaking he leaned against the bath. there was a gentle knock on the door. yoongi's voice echoed through, "kookie? open the door i won't judge you." jungkook had always trusted the older without a doubt, even now at his most vulnerable moment. hesitantly he unlocked the door and opened it keeping his eyes on the tiles below. yoongi stepped towards him reaching out his hand tracing his neck below the choker, than across his collarbones and down his arms. jungkook flushed and shivered. yoongi's touch like igniting a flame to his skin. yoongi's eyes darkened as they trailed down his body. he looked back up scanning jungkook's face before looping his finger through the heart and tugged the maknae towards him. his other arm catching him and holding him in place flushed against his body. yoongi's breath fanned against his cheek, warm and ticklish. jungkook gained enough courage to meet the older's gaze. he wanted to see the older's reaction. was he disgusted? did he believe the younger to be a freak? jungkook's insecurities surfacing again. to his surprise yoongi smiled, gums showing, "you look beautiful baby boy." jungkook could feel himself melt at the nickname. of course he did turn a shade pinker at both the name and the compliment. he wasn't used to being referred to as beautiful, especially not like this. yoongi licked his lips and jungkook found himself staring at them. yoongi tapped his cheek soft softly, eyes cautious, "can i, can i kiss you?" jungkook nodded shyly. he hoped this wasn't a dream. yoongi ever so carefully pulled his face to his and captured jungkook's lips. plump and soft. a poke of a tongue. asking for permission, permission granted. tongues exploring and fighting for dominance. yoongi winning and jungkook had no resistance against it. in fact he quite liked being the submissive one. he liked, no loved when yoongi took control, in any situation. yoongi pulled back eyes still closed. his voice raspy, "mmm, strawberry." that had only been the beginning.
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from the first encounter followed an awkward series of interactions. it was new to both of them. so they had talked. an eye opening talk at that. never in his wildest dreams did jungkook expect the older to recuperate his feelings but he did. not yet comfortable with the others knowing his secret jungkook would only dress up when he was alone in their dorm, or with yoongi. yoongi gaining more confidence in touching the younger. he quite liked the various flavours of gloss, especially when he tasted them from locking lips. he mentioned the chokers being one of his favourite aspects. he could tug the younger towards him instantly. the stockings also a favourite because the showed off and defined the younger's thighs. 'baby boy' had become a regular calling. so much so that often times it slipped luckily unnoticed in front of the others. soft touched and roaming hands. simple at first, gradually building up. what started as single kisses grew to making out, then hands gripping the younger's ass, to pale hands slipping between his thighs that led to hand jobs and blowjobs that would leave jungkook breathless and glistening with a layer of sweat. yoongi's tongue a force to be reckoned with. in return jungkook would pleasure yoongi, taking all of the older in his mouth. letting him tug and pull at his hair. everything done with permission of course. he recalled the first time yoongi had cummed into his mouth. a completely new experience and taste for jungkook. tangy and a mixture of sweet but salty, but not bad. he had swallowed and sucked milking the older dry. as they grew more comfortable they became more daring. make outs and quick handjobs sometimes blowjobs before between and after performances. then one night alone in the dorm yoongi tried something new.
