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jinkook | hey neighbour

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author : fillet on ao3
jinkook
| jungkook and seokjin are 15 year apart

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Jungkook first met him when he was just 17, Seokjin was 32. His family just moved in to the apartment next door, and Seokjin was kind enough to visit, bringing his homemade brownies along. They ate together on the floor, because the apartment hadn't been furnished yet. Jungkook saw him as an angel, he was so sweet, so kind, and so pretty. And also sexy. So fucking sexy.

The only thing Jungkook focused on Seokjin's first visit was how his mouth can fit so much food at once. He imagined having his dick inside that big mouth of his. Those thick lips wrapping around it. It wasn't the best thought to have when someone is visiting your house, but Jungkook just couldn't help it.

Seokjin's second visit was when Jungkook's parents weren't home for a couple of days, Seokjin kindly offered some company to make Jungkook felt a little less lonely without his parents around. He cooked a lot of good food and they also played video games until Seokjin fell asleep. Looking at the pretty guy with thick lips and rosy cheeks, Jungkook just had to jerk off right next to the older guy, careful not to wake the man up. It was gross, but again, Jungkook just couldn't help it.

For the next year, Seokjin hadn't visited Jungkook. They only exchanged greetings when they met at the hallways, or Seokjin sometimes dropped off some baked goods for Jungkook's family to try. It was no problem, though, because Seokjin made a lot of noises so late at night, usually on Fridays, in which, Jungkook assumed he brought one-night-stands from clubs or something. He could hear slapping of skin against skin and Jungkook just, just, couldn't help but to imagine he was the one pounding Seokjin into the mattress.

It went on until Jungkook decided he was going to be the one visiting the older guy instead of waiting the other way around.

Jungkook's hands fidgeted nervously as he pressed the doorbell. He heard a faint ding and Seokjin's sweet voice of 'coming!'. The door opened, and there stood Seokjin with a sleeveless white shirt and unacceptably tight shorts. Jungkook tried so hard not to think about dirty stuff, but Seokjin's nipples were kind of see-through and it was distracting.

"Hi Jungkook, what's up?" Seokjin smiled, leaning against the door.

"Hi, hyung." Jungkook smiled, waving as he did so. "I'm sorry I came without notice. I just wanted to visit, that's all. My mom brought some cookies from Japan, she told me to share it with you."

"That's so sweet, come on in." Seokjin stepped aside to let Jungkook enter the doorway.

The first thing Jungkook noticed about the apartment was the scent. It was sweet, kind of like peaches. The next thing that caught his eyes was the furniture; they looked very cute and pastel. It was homey and pretty, just like Seokjin. "Sit here, I'll make you some tea."

Jungkook's gaze followed the older's movements. Not trying to be creepy, but Jungkook noticed how wide his shoulders are; usually hidden beneath a t-shirt too big for him; and just how curvy the man's waist is. His body line was pretty, his ass, don't even get Jungkook started with his ass. It was plump and perfect for Jungkook's hands to hold. His legs were to die for. Jungkook noticed he shaved, too.

"Here's the tea. So, where's that cookies you were talking about? From Japan, yeah?" Seokjin made himself comfortable right next to Jungkook, hips so dangerously close to the younger. The room was too hot for Jungkook to say anything, so he just took the bag he brought and gave it to Seokjin while looking elsewhere but his eyes. He dumbly settled for Seokjin's lips. "I never tried Japanese cookies before. Are these good?"