Run into Sin | Jikook

⋆Part 9⋆

Another day passes until they finally decide to discuss the nitty, gritty details.

Jeongguk and Jimin sit around in the living room, both nursing a bottle of mango and raspberry cider. Jimin admits that he's not a big drinker but he genuinely likes fruity drinks so Jeongguk had made a point of stocking up on all the tasteful ciders he could find in the local supermarket.

Jeongguk just wants Jimin to feel comfortable, he wants to reassure Jimin as much as possible that the contest will do them some good. It's an easy alternative and they're able to control it at their own pace, have fun whilst doing so.

Jimin sips at his bottle tentatively, lips sucking around the rim seductively. He doesn't even realise what he's doing and how obscene he looks doing it. Jeongguk glances away, heaving a breath.

"So... how is this going to work, then?" Jimin finally questions, sitting cross-legged on the floor. "Like, I have no idea how this contest will work. I don't even know the details!"

Jeongguk glances up at him, smiling reassuringly.

"Lemme show you."

He grabs his laptop off the couch, sliding down onto the floor besides Jimin. As he shuffles forward, their knees touch. He aligns himself to sit directly before Jimin, turning his MacBook up and opening up a webpage. He finds the details of the specific porn contest, turning it around for Jimin to see for himself.

Jimin takes it off him gratefully, shooting a smile as his eyes dart across the screen. He's seemingly deep in thought as he reads.

"It's seven weeks worth of videos," Jeongguk clarifies for him. "Seven videos, one per week. Each video, there's a different type of kink or fetish to cooperate along."

"Oh. Okay." Jimin hums. "What's the first video's kink?"

Jeongguk reaches forward, pointing out the list of the fetishes listed.

"Riding."

Jimin's cheeks heat up. "Oh."

A part of Jeongguk wonders exactly just how much sexual experience Jimin has. He wonders whether the man prefers to be on top or bottom, whether or not he likes to give or receive more. There's still so many things they need to discuss.

It's undeniable that deep down, Jeongguk's riddled with nerves. He's the first person that's sleeping with Jimin after four years and he doesn't want to disappoint, he doesn't want Jimin to question why he ever broke his no-sex rule.

"Have you ever rode someone before?" He asks.

Jimin's cheeks redden even deeper, turning his face away to take a sip of the cider and busy himself. He waits a moment before he replies.

"Just because I've had sex less than you, doesn't mean I haven't tried things, Jeongguk."

His words spark an interest in Jeongguk. He arches a brow, tries to imagine Jimin riding a cock and how glorious his toned, heavenly body would look. He wonders whether Jimin moans louder like he does when they kiss. He realises, with a start, that it's not long till he won't have to imagine. Soon, it'll be a reality.

"Nice to know."

"Have you?" Jimin shoots the same question back to him. "Ever rode someone, I mean?"

"Yeah, 'course. A couple of times but I'm usually the top."

Jimin's eyes widen for a second before he nods, refusing to make eye contact with Jeongguk as he nods.

"Oh. That's good because.. I'm usually the bottom."

Jimin's still tentatively skirting around the issue, evident of the nerves that consume him whole. It's probably new waters for him, to be approaching the subject of sex once again and discussing it openly with someone who dwells in casual sex. It's clear, though, that he's trying his hardest to push through the initial discomfort of talking about it.

Jeongguk laughs and ignores the pitter patter of his heart, increasing at the mere thought of Jimin beneath him.

"Well, look at that. It works out perfectly."

Jimin looks at Jeongguk intently for a second and it seems like he wants to say something but he decides against it last minute, looking away. He looks back down to the laptop, continuing to scroll through the rules.

They lapse into silence as Jimin reads to himself, whispering words under his breath with his brows furrowed in concentration. Jeongguk takes a moment to observe how effortlessly beautiful he is, even when he's not trying.

"So, how much money are we making, exactly? Since that is the most important part."

Jeongguk's snapped out of his admiring trance, gently prying the laptop back into his hands as he observes the pricings.

"So per video, we're earning around 75,000 Won subject to whether or not the video is accepted by the organised, follows the general guidelines and terms and conditions. If we win runner-up, we'll win 760,000 Won and if we win the entire contest, we'll win 1,500,000 Won. So..." He lowly wolf-whistles, eyes twinkling. "A lot of money."

Jimin seems contemplative, lost in thought.

"Wow." He breathes out, nodding. "Yeah, wow. That's a lot."

"But it's worth it?"

"I think so."

Jimin returns to reading, taking the laptop back into his hands as he does. He flushes every so often, presumably reading the weekly schedule and the kinks included to be filmed. Some of them are intense, some Jeongguk hasn't even experimented with himself.

It both excites him and also unnerves him to try something new, to be inexperienced and trying to conquer a new realm.

"So, how is this going to work?" Jimin asks.

"The video is uploaded on the Friday of the week. We'll film on the Thursday, I'll review it and edit it accordingly and then we send it off to them."

"Edit?"

"Yeah like, if our face accidentally shows. I'll need to blur that out."

"Oh." Jimin seems to approve, instinctively shuffling closer to Jeongguk. "And how do we get paid?"

"Every three videos, they'll transfer the money directly into one of our banks."

"Fuck..." The weight of the situation seems to finally sink into Jimin because he seems more alert now than he has. "So, we're doing this. We're really doing this."

Jeongguk can't help the giddy laugh that escapes him, unable to tear his gaze away from Jimin.

"Yeah. I guess we are."

"Shall we sign up, then? Quick. Before I go back on my decision." He teases.

Jeongguk grabs at the laptop in a quick motion, making Jimin burst into laughter too. He settles backwards, resting his back against the couch as he opens the sign-up page and begins to fill out their details.

He knows, deep down, that this contest will either make or break his relationship with Jimin. They're roommates, they live together and this could potentially cause everything to destruct and come hurtling downwards.

Whilst he and Jimin aren't close friends—there's a mutual trust and respect for each other. They live together, sharing an enclosed place together. They know more about each other than they let on, perhaps better than anyone else like how Jeongguk gets moody in the mornings and how Jimin loves to cook but hates tidying up. They know little details about each other that creates the basis for a special bond, regardless of whether or not they're close.

Jeongguk feels comfortable. He feels ready to do this with Jimin.

"Are you sure?" He finds himself asking one last time, needing a confirmation. "We're allowed to withdraw anytime but still... are you sure?"

Jimin's draining the last drop of cider, putting the bottle down and nodding to Jeongguk without hesitation. His eyes crinkle when he smiles, the alcohol melting down the barrier he holds fiercely. Jeongguk can't help but cherish the moments he gets to see Jimin like this.

"I'm sure."

Jeongguk doesn't waste another second before clicking confirm, sending their details through.

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