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Graduation

(a/n: Sorry I haven't written in a while! And this isn't proofread so I am sorry for any mistakes.)

~Six Months Later~

The friend group dressed in their cap and gown at Jungkook's house. His parents were not home, they were on a flight back to Busan from Seoul. Jungkook had received a call from his parents the night before, telling him that they would fly to Busan and go straight to the graduation. They hadn't spoken since then. Jungkook didn't really think anything of it. His parents very rarely called him more than once in twenty-four hours. Since he came out to his parents, they had been a lot closer, but that could never make up for them missing on his childhood.

The outfits they were wearing were not the most flattering. They wore navy blue caps and oversized navy blue gowns. They all just looked like navy blobs of fabric. You could barely make out who was who. Besides, the wide smiles plastered on their faces and the height of the men. And, of course, their eyes. Jimin decided to put pretty pink eyeshadow and mascara to accentuate his already long eyelashes for the big day. And, oh god, those lips. He had a bright pink shimmering gloss on them. Jungkook couldn't stand it. Not because he didn't like it, oh no. He loved it. He couldn't control himself. He stared at his boyfriend, imagining what it would be like if he fucked Jimin's throat until he cried, that pretty pink eyeshadow and dark mascara running down his face. His thick glossy lips wrapped around his cock. He shuddered at the thought. His dick started to get hard with just the image.

"Hey, baby. Are you alright," Jimin asked his boyfriend, who was staring off, seemingly in a daze. To his dismay, he received no response. "Kookie?" He asked again, placing a hand on the taller man's shoulder.

"Wh-what?" Jungkook responded, swallowing thickly.

"Are you alright, love?" Jimin asked again. He placed his arms around the younger's neck. Jungkook immediately wrapped his arms around Jimin's waist and pulled his body closer. Jimin could feel Jungkook's cock protruding through the gown. He let out a quaint gasp. Jungkook rested his forehead on the shorter's.

"Jimin, you are so fucking beautiful. You are driving me insane." Jimin inhaled sharply. "You come over here looking like a fucking wet dream, and you just expect me to...to... what? Sit still and watch you look pretty? I can't stand it." They both exhaled a shaky breath while staring into each other's eyes, both becoming aroused by Jungkook's confession. Jimin was the first to break eye contact. He glanced down at Jungkook's lips, the lips he had grown to know so well over the past six months. He would never get sick of them, the way they wrapped around his smaller cock, the way they would get thick and drool covered when he would eat him out, or the cute little mole under them. He had grown to love all of these things, and he didn't think he could ever stop. He leaned in and finally kissed Jungkook. Jungkook let out a deep groan of satisfaction and the way Jimin promptly submitted to him. The taller tried so hard to restrain his hips from rutting against the others, but he couldn't hold back. Jimin let out a mangled moan at the slight friction on his cock. Jungkook lifted Jimin off of the ground, Jimin immediately wrapping his legs around the younger's waist. He sat Jimin on his desk and began to kiss down his jaw and neck. At this point, they were both completely hard and hella horny. Jimin wondered if this was going to be it, maybe Jungkook would finally, actually fuck him. Until Hoseok walked in.

"Hey, Kook. Can I bo- Oh my god!" He covered his eyes. The couple jumped at the intrusion, Jungkook backing away from Jimin. The couple was a blushing mess.

"I'm sorry, Hyung. What did you want?" Jungkook asked as he tried to cover his hard-on.

"I- uh. I was wondering if I could borrow a hairbrush?" He asked, averting his eyes from the couple.