You loved your gun.
Lord, it was your baby, ask Yoongi, your twin, older brother. Ask Namjoon, your leader. Ask Jin or Hoseok.
They'll give you the same answer.
You, Min Y/N loved your gun. No one touched it.
Well, no one was supposed to touch i...
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The icy water felt like needles to Jungkook's back as he stood under the showerhead. His dark bangs that were darker because they were wet, hung over his forehead, sticking to his head.
A frustrated groan escaped his lips as his fist clenched around his length, pumping at a fast pace, trying to find his release.
He imagined you, kneeling in front of him, your smaller hands caressing him, looking up at him with your eyes round, watching him for approval. He could imagine you opening your pink mouth, beautifully wrapping around him, your cheeks hollowing as you sucked, teasing his tip and slit with your tongue.
He closed his eyes, his jaw clenching as he imagined himself lifting you up, pushing your chest to the cold tile, fiercely thrusting into you from behind, a cry of ecstasy leaving your lips along with mewls of his name.
He was so, so close... However, the perfect imagine in his mind shattered as he heard the knock on the door of the bathroom, his eyes snapping open as reality slammed into him like a truck as he stared at the wet, white tile in front of him.
Jungkook cursed under his breath, staring down at his cock that was red yet still painful, his release getting lost, slipping through his fingers.
"Jungkookie~ you just woke up! You can't work yourself up, your body can't take it!" Jimin's voice teasingly yelled from behind the door.
"Go away Hyung!" Jungkook hissed, his hand slamming the tiled wall in anger, his eyebrows furrowing as he tried to imagine your face again.
Jimin giggled into his hand, knowing exactly what his dongsaeng was doing. "Come on out quickly, Jungkook! If not, we'll leave you behind and you won't get to see Y/N-Noona~" The pink haired male cooed, knowing his words would get a reaction out of the younger boy.
