International Stardom (BTS Spanking story)

Second night- Jimin

Hey guys! If you haven't read my story for Jungkook, then these next five chapters may confuse you. Go back and read the story then come back if you choose! Thank you always for reading, and if you have any ideas for stories, I'm always happy to do them! Anyway, enough talk. Let's dive into the story.

// Jimin's POV //

I'm not good at pretending. I knew that before I even started "working."

When RM hyung announced that we are all spanking Jungkook, I almost fell out of my chair. In Korean culture, an older sibling can spank their younger siblings if needed. And I used to spank my own little brother all the time, I absolutely loathed it.

Sure I've spanked Jungkook before, but they were a few spanks for warning because our leader did all of our punishments. I've never spanked him fully.

So that's why I'm in the recording studio, acting like I'm working on a new song. Hoping they can skip me because I'm too busy.

I heard the door open and shut behind me, and I quickly started writing random things on a notebook.

"Jiminie?"

"Hmmm?"

"Whatcha doin?" Namjoon hyung looked at my dark computer screen and watched as I wrote with high speed.

"Work" I said not taking my eyes off my notebook.

"Work?"

"Yes." Did he believe it?

"Jungkook is waiting for you," Rm hyung lightly comments while grabbing my hand into his.

I stopped. "I can't do it hyung!"

"Yes you can."

"I don't want to!"

"I know"

"He's already going to get spanked by Suga hyung and I think that that's punishment enough!"

"You're right"

"I mean it's so unfair why do I have to be punished also? It's insane!"

"I agree"

"Will you stop agreeing with me? I want to argue!" I snapped.

RM hyung rolled his eyes. "Jimin, we have to do what's best for Jungkook."

"By punishing me?!"

"We're not punishing you Jimin, he needs to learn his lesson and that he needs to respect you as much as he does me and the other hyungs."

He got me there.

"But he's bigger than me! He will never let me punish him!" I sighed putting my head down. "He's never going to take me seriously."

RM hyung sat down. "He will if you act more stern. He may be a young man now, but he's still so young and must be taught on how to deal with this industry professionally." I nodded my head.

"America is a free country. That means anybody can talk Jungkook into drugs, sex, and gang violence. This country is dangerous for a new adult like Kookie, he doesn't fully understand what can happen if he says something or does something to the wrong person."

I started tearing up at the thought.

"We all hate punishing you guys, we wish there was another way. However, it is what it is. You are going to see him in pain and his crying will hurt you, but whatever you do, don't stop until he has had enough." He put an arm over my shoulders.

"But hyung, how will I know it's enough." I say.

My hyung smiles and hugs me tenderly.

"Trust me, you'll know."

Jungkook walked to his bed when he let me in his room.

He breathed, stretching his arms out.

"So what should we do until dinners ready? You wanna watch this new anime one of our fans suggested?! It's so good!"

I glared at him in confusion, "I'm here to give you your spanking Jungkook."

He burst out laughing, clapping his hands together. "Yah right Jimin like you're actually going to do that."

I'm so shocked.

"Yes I am! And you better apologize to me this second before I give you extra."

Jungkook stood up and walked towards his tv. "Whatever, if you're not going to watch this will me then get out." He demanded.

My veins turned dark, as I clutch my fists. I knew he didn't take me seriously, but I never thought that he would speak to me in such a way. Ok, if this kid wants to disrespect me.. he'll see my dark side. The side no one wants to see.

I grabbed Jungkook by his hair, and pushed him on the bed roughly. I start pulling his pants down.

"Hyung? Hyung no! not like this-" he complains pathetically.

"Shut the fuck up!" I roared, "I have taken care of you for so many years and you have the nerve to say that to me!"

Jungkook flinched. Like really flinched. Good.

I yank my leather belt off and slam it on his bare ass.

He jumps and tries so hard to get his arms out of my unforgiving grip.  But I held him hard. I started spanking the daylights out of him and he wailing and begging after every hit.

I stopped for a second. "What am I to you Jungkook?!"

He whispered, "M-M-My H-Hyung" 

"That's right! I deserve your obedience. It doesn't matter that we're best friends, I'm older than you and you still have to respect me."

"I hear you! I'll be more respectful I swear!" He shaked, finally feeling the result of my rage.

"And you do not go to parties in LA with Americans without RM hyung! You don't speak English you dumbass! What if they trafficked you or gave you drugs?! Do you know how addicting over-the-counter drugs are?!"

He became limp but I still kept going.

"Be professional Jungkook! And always be respectful! Is this lesson even getting to you?!"

He screamed at a very bad hit. "Yes!"

I slapped him again.

"YES WHAT?"

"Yes Hyung! Yes sir! Yes I understand, I've learned please stop!!! PLEASE my butt is so raw!"

I finally stopped. His backside was dark red with belt marks on his sit spots. Yes he definitely has learned.
I pushed him on the ground, placing him on his knees, staring up at me.

"For the rest of the week I expect you to bow to me every time you see me." I crossed my arms, looking down at him. "And every time you don't, I'll tell the hyung that's punishing you that night to spank you with my belt."

His eyes widened. Jungkook was practically shaking with both hands on his red ass, looking me in the eyes with his blood shot eyes and blood drawing lips.  He looked like the child he was.

He couldn't speak. And I understood, so when he nodded his head and bowed to me, my anger disappeared.

I still looked at him sternly tho. "Go to bed. We have a fan signing at 10 tomorrow, so get some sleep."

He nodded and bowed again, climbing into bed. I walked out feeling mature and guilty.

RM hyung surprised me at the door, he dragged me out and hugged me after shutting Jungkook's door. "Don't feel bad, you did well."