The Truth Untold

6

Author's Note: Slight mature content ahead. Proceed with caution.

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Jungkook claimed Jin's lips and kissed him, giving in to his desperate need for Jin.

It was easy to want to kiss his boyfriend all the time.

Jin tasted sweet, and it was intoxicating.

As Jungkook licked his way into Jin's mouth, his hand slid between their bodies to grip his boyfriend's erection.

Jin gasped.

The sound went straight to Jungkook's groin and his cock hardened even more.

It was painful, and Jungkook wanted to bury himself inside his boyfriend's body.

To lose himself in a timeless rhythm, to pound into Jin over and over, and then to fill him to the brim with his cum.

Jungkook wished he could impregnate Jin.

He wanted so much to see his boyfriend's belly swell with their baby.

He wanted to put a ring on Jin's finger and call him husband.

He wanted to raise a family with Jin, and retire to the seaside so they could grow old together.

He wanted to spend the rest of his life by Jin's side always.

Because he loved Jin with all his being.

Because Jin was his everything.

And it had broken his heart to see the look on Jin's face tonight as he watched Jungkook put his arm around Taehyung and let him lay on his chest.

Jungkook knew that Jin was hurt by his actions because Jungkook's chest was Jin's favourite resting place, and Jungkook had told Jin many times that only Jin was allowed to lie there.

And yet, Jungkook had allowed another man to take Jin's place, usurped his position as the only person allowed anywhere on Jungkook's body.

Was it any wonder that Jin had turned to Namjoon for comfort and sympathy?

The whole NamJin moment earlier tonight had angered Jungkook.

It had taken everything inside him not to march over and rip his boyfriend away from his leader.

He wanted nothing more than to drive his fist into Namjoon's face for daring to lay a hand on Jin.

All the members knew that he and Jin were boyfriends.

All the members knew not to touch Jin.

And yet, there was Namjoon with his octopus arm around Jin's slim waist, and his stupid head on Jin's gorgeous head.

How dare he! God of Destruction, my ass! I'm the Golden Maknae. I will annihilate him!

But then, Jungkook had caught the look on Jin's lovely face.

The slight downturn to his beautiful lips.

And the glint of a tear at the corner of one eye as he burrowed his head deeper into Namjoon's shoulder.

Jungkook knew he couldn't do anything about what was happening in front of him.

Because he had caused it.

He had touched another man in front of Jin.

The chant "NAMJIN NAMJIN NAMJIN" had rung around the arena as a sea of flashing purple ARMY bombs lit up the upper floors.

And Jungkook had teared up at the image on the big screen on stage.

Of his boyfriend and his leader framed in a purple glittering heart.

He had wondered if his actions tonight was worth the pain in his heart.

And he had wondered if it was possible to die of a broken heart.

Jungkook stared at his boyfriend's sweet face.

He caressed his smooth cheeks, and thumbed his soft pillow lips.

He had to repair the damage he'd inflicted.

He had to make amends.

He had to fight for their relationship.

Because it was important.

Jin was important.

And he will start by convincing Jin that he loved only him.