sugar and salt•jikook

IV

Jungkook could honestly cry. His bank account balance is three thousand dollars and all he's done is fuck his professor. He could honestly do this for a living.

Wait—never mind. Jungkook's not into prostitution.

In bed, Jimin has a wild side that's so completely different from the reserved physics professor Jungkook knows so well. He can tell Jimin's been holding back, but little by little his kinks are making an appearance.

First of all, Jimin loves having his hair pulled. That was almost the first thing he had Jungkook do after the younger stuck his dick in Jimin's ass. Secondly, dirty talking. Jimin has a potty mouth in bed, which doesn't bother Jungkook, because he's the same way. He's not as good at it as Jimin is, but he spits out a cuss word or two when something feels amazing to him. Thirdly, and probably the weirdest thing to Jungkook, choking. Well, not choking, but rather Jimin likes the feeling of Jungkook's hand loosely around his neck as they fuck. Sometimes Jimin tries to do it to Jungkook too, and the younger just kind of lets it happen. He guesses it all has to do with that submissive-dominant shit that he doesn't give a fuck about. Either way, he's happy to fulfill Jimin's wishes.

Today, though, Jungkook's finally having his own wishes fulfilled.

When the two of them walk into the Gucci outlet, Jungkook thinks he could cry. "I can really get anything?" Jungkook asks with big eyes.

"Yeah. Go ahead. There's no limit, but try not to buy too much in one go. We have more time to come back and buy more if you want." Jimin smiles. Jungkook tries his best not to squeal in delight as he rushes towards a clothing rack.

Just the mere feeling of the expensive fabric gliding across his fingertips has him almost jizzing in his pants with excitement. Before he and Jimin set up this arrangement, it would take a whole six months to save up for one Gucci shirt. But now Jungkook is on top of the world.

"Try it on." Jimin encourages Jungkook. Jungkook doesn't hesitate to rush towards the fitting room and try on the shirt he had picked out. He'd be lying if he said he didn't look amazing.

After trying on just about everything he can get his hands on, Jungkook settles on three pairs of jeans, two shirts and a hoodie. Jimin presents the cashier with his card and, to Jungkook's amazement, the transaction goes straight through. With debit. You know what that means? Jimin has mad money in his bank account if $5,845 can easily be pulled out without him batting an eye.

"No shoes?" Jimin asks Jungkook as they exit the store, carrying their bags.

"Not today. Maybe next time." Jungkook sighs, smiling. He's truly happy right now. Being rich is a great lifestyle.

"Wanna get some lunch? I'm kind of hungry." Jimin suggests. Jungkook nods, and they put their bags in Jimin's car before walking less than a block to one of the fanciest restaurants in Seoul.

"You sure like dining at expensive places." Jungkook notices once they're seated. This place has gold-plated utensils. This isn't your ordinary restaurant.

"I like to enjoy the finer things in life once in a while. I come here like once a week for dinner. It's amazing. The food is incredible."

Jungkook's eyes almost pop out of his head when he looks at the prices on this menu. They're probably going to spend the same amount on food as they just did on clothes.

"Wow..."

"What?" Jimin asks in amusement. "Never been to a place like this before?"

"No, never." Jungkook shakes his head.

"Then how about I order for you? I promise you'll love it." Jimin reaches over to steal Jungkook's menu away. He nods in relief.

"Yeah, that'd be great."