Fear | K.th [Editing]

He Lives While She Suffers [59°]

"Hyung."

Jeongguk stares ahead at Korain after coming back to his room, the blond whipping his head around at the sound of his significant other; an undertone of worry in his voice. He lowers his legs from the windowsill, wondering what's making Jeongguk bothered. He motions the younger toward him, caressing the back of Jeongguk's neck when he gets close enough.

"Yes, my love?" He responds with a gentle tone, letting Jeongguk settle into a sense of protection if he needs it.

"I saw y/n in the infirmary. She looked hurt. I'm supposed to make sure nothing happens to her. Mr. Kim..." He trails off, looking into Korain's dark brown eyes. "Did-did you happen to see her by any chance?" Korain takes Jeongguk's face into the palms of his hands. Hushing him with a slow kiss.

"I saw 'er suckin' off Yoongi's face, I don't know what happened after. She betrayed Taehyung--yuh know how I get when someone hurts Taehyungie." Jeongguk hesitantly nods in agreement, his hands going up to clutch Korain's arms. "If he finds out, God knows what could happen. I had to teach 'er a lesson."

Jeongguk's eyebrows furrow at his suggestive words, trying to figure out the hidden meaning. He leaves it alone for now, indulging in his lovers embrace when Korain makes it harder to ignore.

"Y'know what I was thinkin'?" Jeongguk shakes his head, placing the palm of his hands against the windowsill; muscular arms bracketing Korain's thighs. "We should get Tae to throw a ballroom dance."

"Like...back at the Mafia?"

Korain nods, giddy. He sighs in content, running his hands down Jeongguk's sides. "I loved them so much...remember how we'd sneak off to dance wit' each other under the starlit night? We can do it freely 'ere." Jeongguk leans toward the blond, kissing his forehead as he recalls their youthful days.

"Oui, how could I forget." He retorts, smiling. His eyes cascade downward, lips faltering.

Korain notices this and decides to change the topic. "Yuh came to me stressed...It's my duty to take care of yous. Let me take care of yuh tonight, mon amor?" Jeongguk's gaze lands back onto Korain's, seeing the dark glint in his eyes. Korain's thumb comes up to the ravenets plump bottom lip, pulling the soft flesh downward.

They're both leaning toward each other; anticipation hitching in their breath. Jeongguk nods his reply to Korain's question, fevered and rushed. He decides quickly that he needs this, that Korain is the only one who can placate him. He trusts Korain because he knows he will never hurt him; he needs to let go and Korain is the one who'll bring him back if needed.

Korain grins, pulling Jeongguk closer to him by his hips. "I'll take guud care of yous."

"I know, you'll never hurt me." It's a promise. Korain lifts his hands up to Jeongguk's shirt to unbutton the fabric. The blond smiles and Jeongguk pants.

"'N you'll be good for me, right?" He tilts his head teasingly, awaiting the youngers response for him to continue his administrations.

Jeongguk nods again. Touching. Feeling. "Yes,"

"Yes, what?" The hilt in Korain's voice, his mouth parting in eagerness for Jeongguk to say the word; the name that will show who's taking over tonight--the name that solidifies who has dominance over who. Say it, say it, say it.

"Yes, sir."

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My fingers ghost over the doorknob connected to the door to Taehyung's room. I was hesitating. I prepared myself for this all the way here from the infirmary. Yet here I was, cowering again. Just open the door. Or should I knock? Maybe I need to knock. If I knock it'll give me a bit more time to calm my nerves--I'm not supposed to be nervous.