taekook/yoonmin smût (reupload)

[11] Tk|Phone call

ship - taekook

top! tae
bottom! jk

word count- 2241

______________________________

Taehyung and jungkook were definitely closesest in the band. They had no borders. I mean, others were close too, but there was moments, when after some action, they became embarrassed and avoided eye contact or stuff. But not tae and kook.

They even kissed one time.

Of course, they both were drunk as hell when it happened, but they enjoyed it a lot and never felt ashamed of it after that. They dirty talked a lot and one time, when neither of them were sleepy, they sexted all night, but as a joke of course. They were giggling about it afterwards.
Shame, awkwardness, embarrassment, that words weren't in their dictionary. Well, until today.

"Yea hyung, I'm sure I don't need accompaniment" he groaned, throwing  some white shirt on. Tae sighed for himself.

"So you gonna be ok? You didn't even told me why you're going there! We have doctors kook and you're going to-"

"Tae stop, it's nothing important okey? Just don't tell anyone" he said, sprinkling some perfume on himself.

"Okey okey, I won't" older rolled his eyes "just make sure to call me when you arrive there and tell me what the hell is going on afterwards" he smiled with obvious fake smile. Jungkook chuckled, hugging his hyung, then squishing his cheeks.

"You're so cute when you're worried" he grinned and walked besides him, to the kitchen.

"Oh? When I'm worried? Apologize mister! I'm always cute" he threw playful smile, making younger chuckle.

"Oh, I'm sorry MR. Cutie" kookie shook his head, putting some cookies in his bag.

"What're you doing? Why aren't you eating?"

"I can't" he said simply

"Why?" Tae's eyes were furrowed and jungkook froze. Why the hell he had to tell him that he couldn't eat.

"I'm on diet"

"Stupid lie kook, then you wouldn't push 3 packets of that in ur bag"

"Okey, bye" jungkook said and hurriedly left the dorm, leaving taehyung confused and shocked.

"That stupid idiot" he mumbled, making his way towards bedroom.

***

"Hey jungkook, you're here to take a test?"

"Well, yeah? Just wanna know if I'm healthy- umm.. down There? I mean.." He blushed and doctor laughed at this.

"That's alright. Let's go to special room, we'll need some.. Umm.. Liquid" she smiled and lead boy to some direction.

After he was left in empty room with porn journal and bottle or some medical jar in his hand, he realized he fucked up.

"They want my cum?" He mumbled, walking closer to bed and chair. There was some notebook which only had porn in it, not even menu to freaking close it. "What the hell"

He sat down, biting his lip nervously as he pushed his trousers and boxers down, taking his cock in his hand and start pumping it. He hissed and glanced at the screen, grimacing at the scene so just closed his eyes,continuing pumping himself.

"Fuck, it's not working" he cried out, not even half hard.

After 5 minutes, he realized he needs to hurry the fuck up, so under the panick he felt, he dialed first person he thought about.