Bunny Boy ✓ Jikook

Chapter One

JIMIN

It's been a week since I brought this guy home with me from that alley. So far he's doing good. I've gotten him to wear briefs in the house, but there has to be a hole wear the tail pops out. He also wears an overgrown shirt that goes about to his mid-thighs.

I'm just glad I could get him to wear clothes. At first, he really didn't want to. Mentioning that they were really uncomfortable.

Oh yeah. He can't speak. I learned through some charades that his name was Jungkook and he was 20 years old. Just two years younger than me. It made me happy he wasn't some 16 year old, that would be just creepy.

He's so sweet too. I thought he would be a creep, but he's actually really kind. He'll help me when I need it, help me clean, I taught him how to cook a few things, and since I work at home I don't have to leave him home alone.

He's been acting funny though. He's been really quiet and has kind of kept his distance from me. Which wasn't like him. He was usually really clingy to me. Never wanting to leave my side no matter where I was in the house. Sometimes even to the bathroom until I argue to him that he can sit by the door and wait for me if he wanted. Which he always agrees to.

I was drying my hair as I came out of the bathroom. Wearing my dark blue pair of briefs and a large shirt. Looking in the hall, I sighed when I saw that he wasn't there. Like I said, usually, he was there. Rubbing the towel on my head I went back into the bathroom while leaving the door open this time. Taking the hairdryer and rubbing my hair to get all nice and fluffy and dry. 

Parting it at the bangs I smiled when I saw my hair wasn't being difficult. I hung the towel on the rack and turned the bathroom light off. Leaving the bathroom and going into the living room to see if he was there. He was but, I looked at him worried.

He was laying on his side on the hardwood floor, curled up into a ball with his knees to his chest. Head buried into the floor as I saw his chest going up a down a little more fast then it should have been. I ran over to him, getting down on my knees quickly and was shaking his shoulder. "Jungkook? Jungkook what's wrong!?", I groaned, "Is it your stomach?"

He moved his head from the floor and looked up at me. His cheeks were tear-stained and his eyes were swollen from crying. How long has he been crying? What's wrong with him... I helped him sit up and held onto his forearms. Making sure he was looking me in the eyes and I wiped his face clean. "Now what's wrong. Point to what's wrong. Your head, your chest, your stomach, what?"

I watched as his face flushed up. I didn't expect the next thing. He looked down at his lap. I looked the same way, thinking he was gonna point to his stomach, his hand grabbed at his crotch at his very noticeable hard-on. I felt my own cheeks flare up a bright red.

Wait... Do bunnies have heat? I swallowed the imaginary lump in my throat and rubbed the back of my neck. Laughing nervously as I looked up at him in the eyes as he looked into mine. Tears were still streaming down his cheeks softly. Does... Does he want me to... You know? 

"I-Is that what's hurting you Jungkook?" he nodded as he was palming at it through his briefs. Small whimpers escaped his throat as his knees folded up and up to his chest as he kept doing it. "D-Do you want me to... to you know?"

He only nodded again. Still palming at the hard-on and groping it in his; no wait these are my briefs. Oh gosh. I sighed as I rubbed my neck. Looking around I couldn't think of anything else to do. I would have to do it huh? This is so embarrassing.

"Okay okay," I mumbled as I sat in front of him. Grabbing his knees I pushed his knees apart to have his legs just lay on the floor. He needed to relax. Moving his hand I looked at it. So big it almost went across his thigh. I let out a shaky breath. Reaching down and grabbing the middle of it. Stroking up and down as I felt it twitching it into my hand. Gosh, this thing is almost scary just to touch.