Jikook smuts and fluffs [oneshots]

Good boy pt.2 [M]

Okay so three things

1. This is a sequel to Good boy, so if you wanna reread that... hot garbage, feel free to do so.

2. TOP JIMIN TOP JIMIN CAN I GET A HELL YEAH

3. Math is still stupid >:(

"I'm gonna fucking fail this class. I hate math," Jungkook groaned, leaning into his hands after slamming his textbook shut. "There's no fucking way I'll pass with a shitty prof. How hasn't he been fired yet?!"

"Get a tutor," Hoseok hummed from his spot on the couch, turning to look at his roommate who was desperately trying to study at their dinner table. "Taehyung has a friend who's a senior math major. I can ask Taehyung if that guy could help you?"

The raven 21-year-old sighed and grimaced. "You know I hate things like that, though."

"Well, do you wanna fail or not?"

Jungkook banged his head against the table.

"I'll be out for... like... I dunno, couple of hours," Jungkook said, peeking into Hoseok's room.

"Where to?" the man asked, lifting his eyes from his literature essay.

"Well... I've been texting back and forth with Taehyung hyung, and I'm gonna meet up with him and that math guy."

"Taking hyung's advice for once, are you?" Hoseok teased, snickering when the younger male showed him his tongue and shut the door.

Jungkook spotted Taehyung in one of the booths of the sports bar/restaurant near their university campus. He walked over to the table and sat on the opposite booth.

"Oh, hi!" Taehyung greeted. "Sorry, my friend's a bit late, his dance class is running late."

"It's fine," the raven said. "Are we getting drinks or...?" He laughed when the older smirked.

"Hell yeah, let's get wasted on a Wednesday!"

Jungkook was sipping on his second beer and amidst a conversation with Taehyung when the man's friend finally arrived.

"Hi, sorry for being so late!"

"Nah, it's okay, Jimin! We've been having fun!"

Jungkook almost fucking choked on his drink.

To the booth opposite of him slid a man he hadn't seen in two years. Those same pretty eyes, brown - now blond - flowy hair, those same plump lips. That same man who had taken him countless times over the teacher's desk, the same man who after a two-month affair packed his bags and left, never to be seen or heard of by Jungkook again.

"Jesus, Jungkook, are you okay?" Taehyung asked, leaning over the table and trying to hit him on the back. "Huh?" He then looked over to Jimin who was staring at Jungkook just as hard as the other was staring at the blond. "What am I missing here?"

"I... I'm gonna go," the youngest male then mumbled, grabbing his bag and getting up. He almost ran out of the bar.

Jungkook shouldn't be this affected by Jimin. They only... fucked a lot of times. He didn't want to admit it but during their time together, he had grown attached to the man who had taken his anal virginity and made him feel pleasure in a whole new way. He hadn't bottomed for anyone since Jimin left him, he couldn't bear the idea of giving himself up again.

The raven pulled the hood of his hoodie over his head, biting down on the insides of his cheeks and started walking down the road. He whipped around when someone grabbed his wrist.