He Calls Me Daddy

Chapter One

*Smut warning*

Jungkook's POV

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"Fuck,,Hyung" I panted.

Jimin was on top tonight. We take turns, normally. But, I knew Jimin preferred to be on bottom. Some nights I just wanted to say fuck it! And give my hyung what I knew he wanted. But we had a system and the system worked. And as much as I liked my nights with Jimin, I couldn't give up bottoming for him entirely.

This was our little secret. No one knew we did this. It all started the night I first tried alcohol. oh god! I was too horny for my own good. Turned out Jimin was just the person in front me at the time. We decided to keep it to ourselves. It was no one else's business. Besides, we weren't dating. Just fucking.

I was laying on my stomach on the bed we were sharing, my fists balled up in the sheets, squeezing the fabric desperately.
Jimin seemed a bit careless tonight.
Not careless.
Distracted.
He was sliding himself in and out of me but he didn't hold a steady rhythm. I knew he wasn't into it, but I was a bit too far gone to care.

I whimpered under Jimin. "Ahh hyung!"

My cock was rubbing against the mattress, and with Jimin inside me it was causing wonderful friction.

"Cum Kookie." Jimin demanded.

That's all it took. I made a mess on the blankets and a few thrusts later Jimin was finishing too.

Jimin pulled out of me slowly and flopped down beside me.

"Thanks hyung" I whispered Passionlessly. Tonight was off. I could feel it. Jimin hummed in response and turned his back to me. "Goodnight Kookie" he mumbled.

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"What was up with him" I wondered. Did I do something wrong? Was Jimin mad at me?

I played back the nights events in my head.

"Cum Kookie."

That was something new. Jimin has never demanded anything like that before. I wasn't complaining per sé. It was okay, but not something I would've asked Jimin to say. "Am I enough for him?" I thought. Maybe I'm just not what he wants. Maybe Jimin wants something I can't give him.

But that's ridiculous. Of course Jimin wants me. We're friends! Lovers for Christ sakes! We're in the same band!
Of course he wants me! Does he?

"H-hyung?" I stuttered.

"Yeah?"

"You're not asleep"

Jimin just hummed again.

.beat.

"Do you still want me?" I asked.

Jimin rolled over to look at me. He cupped my cheek in his hand. "Of course I do" and he kissed my forehead.

"Okay" I said. I didn't really know what else to say. Jimin answered me as if those words meant nothing. Like he knew that's what I wanted to hear.

Jimin sat up and rubbed his face.

"I'm going for a walk Kookie"

"Okay"

Jimin got off the bed and threw on a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. He walked out of the room, without another word, and closed the door softly behind him.

I sighed and decided to change the blankets on the bed. And maybe put some clothes on too. I normally wouldn't have bothered. But normally Jimin would've cuddled with me.

Am I losing him?