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Caught And Taught (Jungkook)

You had began to see Jungkook  less and less as his schedules thickened.

It was apart of him being an idol, and you knew that.

You weren’t needy, you gave him space, and called him when you knew he wasn’t busy.

On the other hand the needy one was actually Jungkook.

He would text you non-stop before live shows.

He would call you during practices.

He even skipped his lunch one day to come and see you.

 Every time would be the same.

A; ‘Jagi I miss you.’ from him, a; 'I miss you too, Kookie.’ From you, and at the end of the conversation you scolding him softly because he needed to focus on his work.

Today though was different. It was a day where JK had no promotions.

You had been planning this with RM, just to make sure everything was perfect.

He assured you that JK would be completely alone in the dorm for the given time period, and that he would be clueless.

You and him alone at last after practically a month.

It seemed like a dream.

This is where your needy heart came out.

You loved him, so much that you wanted to sacrifice your time together for his dreams.

It all seems worth it now as you walk up the stairs of the dorm.

You put in the key code to the dorm and opened the door as quietly as possible.

Taking off your shoes you noticed how quiet it was compared to the usual uproar.

No lights.

No sound.

No sign of JK.

Walking throughout the dorm it’s completely dark, and you start to wonder where your boyfriend might be.

You decide to walk towards his room until you hear a faint noise that sounds like someone calling your name. 

“Y/N, Oh, yes. Ugh!” You get startled as you near his room. You follow the sounds down the hallway.

 "Ugh…J..agiya….ngh.."

You hear muffled by the door. You wonder what Jungkook could be doing.

You walked closer, and decided to crack open the door ever so slightly.

The lewd sight made your eyes widen.

You flinch because the heat from the room hits you like a wave.

There your boyfriend sat; completely unaware, body sprawled over the edge of the bed, pants at his ankles and his hoodie a mess.

He had a thin layer of sweat glistening off his skin, and his bangs lightly stuck to his forehead. 

Your gaze shifts to his face, twisted with pleasure and goes down his exposed body until you get to his torso.

He held his hard, leaking member in his hand; gently tugging at the skin the way he knew would make himself cum.

With every stroke he let out another sexual noise.

A whimper here, a groan there, then it was the occasional moan of your name.

You and Jungkook were no strangers to sex, it was true.