The Other Side | Jikook

Chapter 15

Jungkook POV

I frown as I look down at the black haired boy that's still laying in front of me. Biting my lip lightly, I pull my hand away from his hair as I rest it back in my lap. His facial expression falls ever so lightly as he turns his head away from me so as not to look in my direction. It nearly amuses me how much he seems to enjoy the physical contact, the soft random contact. Though, it soon dawns on me what it is. He finds it as a bit of affection, clearly enjoying the bit of affection I'd been providing him.

However, it quite surprises me to some extent. After how rough his life has been, he still looks for that bit of softness and affection, still wanting and needing it. Although, I guess it would make sense. Out of everyone, he probably needs it the most. After everyone always being so hard on him, being so rough and unforgiving, he needs the gentleness. And it brings a small smile to my face.

"Jiminie, you know more than you realize and it's completely different from anything and everything I know. I wasn't kidding, I've nearly been locked away in this damned house my entire life. I don't know the first thing about the outside world or other people. Even if what you know only includes sexual activity, violent activity, drug activity and whatnot. I want to learn. I don't want to have to always be so damn fucking clueless about every fucking thing that doesn't have to do with the lessons I'm forced to take and the business my father runs. And I couldn't care less about you wandering the house in whatever you'd like to wear. My mother is the only one usually around and she hardly pays any attention to anything but her damned books. Please, Jiminie?" I argue softly.

Reaching out, I gently brush a few pieces of hair back off his forehead, watching as his eyes flutter shut once more. Pursing my lips, I carefully maneuver myself so that I'm sat just above his head, trying to fight a smile as he catch his eyes following my every move. Once I'm where I want to be, I gently lift his head up, moving forward a bit more so that it's rested in my lap. I catch a tiny smile curl the ends of his lips at my actions and I can't help but feel at least a little proud of myself. Having finally done something right with him for once.

The older boy lets his eyes fall shut, humming softly in a thoughtful manner as I begin to tangle my fingers into his hair once more. Not bothering to hide it any longer, I let the smile pull onto my lips as I look down at him. He really does look beautiful, and certainly like this. Biting my lip gently, I can't help but wonder and hope that he'll teach me what he knows. Show me what he knows. Wondering and somewhat hoping that it'll include the sexual things as well. I can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have his luscious plump lips against mine, trailing down my body and other places that I know would have my parents reeling if they knew I were thinking of such things.

"You really want me to teach you and show you what I know, hmm? Let me dress as I please around the house despite your mother's constant presence?" Jimin murmurs softly, biting his lip as he opens his eyes and looks back up at me. I smile down at him, not being able to stop myself.

"You don't have to do any actual work with me and you can join me in my lessons, Jiminie. I don't want you to feel like you have no purpose here. I want you to feel like you belong and that you have reason to be here." I whisper, fingers still playing with his hair. He averts his gaze up to the ceiling, staying silent for a minute or two.

"You realize what you're looking at getting yourself into, correct? You say that you want me to feel I belong and have reason and purpose for being here, Jungkookie. However, the only reason I've ever been needed anywhere, the only way I've ever felt like I'm not useless anymore, is by performing sexual favors. Letting people dope me up on drugs and giving them the sexual relief they desire. Whether it's a hand job, a blowjob, or sex. I'm nothing but a fucking whore, Jungkook." Jimin says softly, averting his gaze to me finally as he says the last sentence.

"Jiminie, you need more than to just be used. I can see it in your actions and reactions, that you need affection just as much, if not more, than the sex. I don't want you to feel useless, Jiminie, and I'd be lying if I told you I didn't want you to show me what you know sexually. You're not a whore though, and you're not just a body either. You're a person who needs affection, and that's okay. I want to give that to you, I just... need a little guidance. There's a lot I don't know and a lot that you can teach me. I don't care if you not feeling useless means that you're doing something sexual to me every damn day, Jiminie. But I don't want you to feel useless and I want to give you the affection you crave and need."