Grow Up || y·k

Bonus Chapter #1

Late night Practice
yoonkook

"You can all go home now, except you Yoongi. You've been distracted throughout the practice, it's not like you to be this unprofessional" The choreographer softly scolded Yoongi. Yoongi just bit his inner cheek, glaring at the smirking Jungkook. How would he even focus if he has a whole vibrator up in his ass while he's fucking dancing?

It all started with an innocent bet, whether Joon would buy another weird thing from their vacation or not. Yoongi placed his bet on "no he wouldn't because he swore to himself he would finally stop doing it" and Jungkook placed his bet on "Yes he would because he's just like that" and well, it really did happen, Namjoon bought baby shoes, BABY SHOES!!! the fuck would he do with those anyways??? but yeah, turns out he was actually conned because he found out that Jungkook planned his lost the moment he brought up the bet. How did he know? well maybe at the moment Jungkook pulled out a whole egg vibrator from his closet, saying "So I bought this online and I wanted to try it...to you" And because he's a man of his words, and he thought it wouldn't be that bad, he agreed. Which left him regretting it just a few minutes later.

The lubricated egg vibrator keeps on pressing onto his prostate, thankfully he managed to hide his suppressed moans and gasps behind the loud pants from the other members, it was also easy to hide because an outsider might think of it as just Yoongi, being tired. Even now, the egg vibrator is still on and continuously torturing him in the most pleasurable way. Jungkook snickered under his breath.

"I'm gonna fucking kill you brat" Yoongi thought as he pull down his shirt to hide his raging boner. Always wearing oversized clothes helped him this time.

"Yoongi-ah, are you listening?" the choreographer tried to catch his attention. "Yes sir, Can I go to the restroom one sec?" Yoongi asked, slightly slouching because of his consciousness. "Of course, we'll start over when you get back okay?"

The members refused to leave Yoongi alone but they need enough sleep for another practice tomorrow so Yoongi convinced them to go home.

When he arrived at the restroom he immediately locked it. He hid in one of the cubicles and pulled down his pants to take off the torture device that has been bothering him since the start of the practice. He hissed as his hand grazed over his boner, precum is already leaking from it. He let out the softest needy moan anyone can hear, in the volume that isn't audible outside the restroom. He tried to pull out the egg vibrator from his sensitive cavern but because of the stimulation, he couldn't make his hands still, making the vibrator wriggle inside him more. "no no no...nnh p-please stop" he's starting to cry because of the overstimulation.

Because he couldn't take the vibrator off properly, he just focused on making himself cum. He rubbed his shaft over and over until he came, but it's not enough, he still feels that knot in his abdomen that's making him squirm in place. While still shaking, he continued to try taking off the device. He was so focused that he didn't even noticed the door opening.

Jungkook opened the locked bathroom with a hairpin, the only ones in the company building right now are him and his hyung. He managed to convince their choreographer that he will teach his hyung the dance steps properly, and because he performed greatly on their practice today their choreographer let him. As much as he felt guilty of making his boyfriend go through this, he couldn't help but feel the strange feeling of satisfaction and power. He loved how Yoongi suppressed his moans in the practice, how the older slouched to hide his boner, how his cheeks blushed, turning into an innocent pink tint because of something that's not-so-innocent at all.