warning: this chapter/one-shot contains a light-bdsm scene, such as dirty talk, humiliation and degradation. If you feel uncomfortable at any point and decide to read anyway, remember it's your own personal decision. No one is forcing you read if you don't want to.
Jungkook was on his knees, both hands on his thighs and biting his bottom lip impatiently. He heard the door just a few seconds ago, so his lover would find him any time now, completely naked except for that small piece of lingerie covering his pretty ass. He shivered as he heard the room door, and he controlled himself not to look up at the man, he needed to wait there until he could listen the next step. He needed permission to stare back at the man on the door.
It was really hard, though.
Namjoon wasn't surprised, mad or happy to see his beautiful boyfriend like that, right in front of their king size bed, wearing nothing but his birthday gift and pressing his fingers on the smooth skin of his thighs. He was nervous, Namjoon could tell, and it made him smile. It was a familiar feeling to find him there, though it's been days since the younger decided to play again. Namjoon knew this was his way to apologize for what he did.
Days ago, the night of Namjoon's birthday party, Jungkook drank enough to embarrass himself and his boyfriend. He danced with many men, teasing them and making the brown-haired man jealous. He also yelled at his lover in front of their friends and Namjoon could not believe his eyes. He knew inviting his ex-boyfriend wasn't a good idea, less without telling Jungkook. The younger was probably the most jealous man he ever met and it made him go crazy when Namjoon's ex greeted him and gave the elder a kiss on his cheeks. It was wrong, and Jungkook wanted to punch his pretty face and make Namjoon know how protective he could be.
At first Namjoon understood his reaction and he even apologized for not telling Jungkook he was there, but the younger's reaction was just childish and stupid. He almost ruined the party by himself and that night he slept alone on their enormous bed because Namjoon couldn't handle such situation. Next morning he apologized again, but Jungkook's reaction was enough to make him angrier than he was. So the left days until today were weird, totally uncomfortable for both men.
Jungkook realized how bad he did too, and he missed his boyfriend every second these past days. Now he was here, waiting for the elder to say something or leave him alone again. His heart beat fast as he heard the steps and soon he was staring at his black shoes. He pressed his fingers deeper on his thighs.
"What are you doing, Kookie?" Jungkook tensed at the question. He missed him so, so much.
"I want t-to apologize, s-sir."
Namjoon looked at him and paid attention to his reactions.
"What did you do to ask this?
Jungkook gulped.
"I hurt your feelings, sir. I-I did and said things I shouldn't have said."
"I see," Namjoon mumbled, and pet his boyfriend's hair gently. Jungkook relaxed under his touch and he thought this was it. The elder grabbed him violently, though, and he gasped, surprised. He wasn't supposed to look at him, but the action scared him and he couldn't look apart anymore. Namjoon's eyes were probably one of the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, and now they were pure lust and hunger...and love, maybe. He just let his jaw drop down and Namjoon took the opportunity to press his thumb on his bottom lip, frowning.
"I remember every word you said to me, Kookie. They weren't nice,"
Jungkook remembered too, all the stupid things he said, and it hurt him to know what he did to his most precious love. But it's late to blame his jealousy or alcohol. He did bad, just like Namjoon. The only difference between them was that the elder already apologized for inviting his ex boyfriend.
