'Wear something nice for me baby.'
There was a lowkey sense of panic that had set in as the hours as slowly ticked by and he'd realized that he only had two of them left to attempt to somehow make himself look presentable. A task that he constantly thought took more effort than it really did.
But he wanted to look as good as Jungkook always thought he did. Wanted to somehow constantly prove that he was worthy of this man who had chosen him. Spent far longer than was actually necessary making sure every single aspect was completely perfect. Thought about calling Hoseok in a panic and begging him to come help before realizing that it was silly. That he didn't even know exactly what this was. Only that Jungkook apparently had something to show him and that he was meant to dress nicely.
So he gave himself a task. Placed his focus on actually getting ready. Spent far too long in the rich, scented water that currently filled his tub, running through the routine that he tried to save for special occasions. Until his skin was soft and smooth, like velvet to the touch. Until his hair was so silky that it practically shone in the sun light streaming in through the large window. Until he skin seemed to glow, radiating a warmth that could only come from the inside out.
And he wondered if this was what happiness looked like. If this was what everyone always spoke of. Wondered if it was the reason his skin was so clear and bright. If it was why his dark brown eyes seemed to almost shimmer. Wondered if it was why he suddenly felt so confident in all of his clothing, like they actually suited him instead of just being a human hanger.
He had to jump once to get the jeans on. An action that he directly correlated to the fact that he had actually been remembering to eat properly lately. That he actually had a reason to. That he had gained a healthy amount of weight back after losing so much of it in his own desperate cycle of depression. And for once, he proceed to lose himself looking in the mirror, seeking out each and every imperfection.
No, because when he turned around, all he saw was the way his ass filled out those jeans so nicely. Knew how much Jungkook loved it when he showed that particular asset off. Unfortunately his hip, thigh, butt, waist ratio was incredibly off, because now he had an actual gap right above the place where his ass was stretching that material to it's limit. But that's what belts were for.
That's what belts were for.
It felt like such a ridiculous break through. To actually realize something like that. To have that epiphany standing there half dressed in front of his full length mirror. To feel annoyance at the fact that he could never find a good pair of jeans that would make it over his hips and ass and actually sit right on his waist instead of thinking that the fault lie with him.
It didn't. The fault had never lied with him.
He wasn't perfect. No. He was still so very far from it. And if he looked hard enough, he could see a million other little flaws just waiting to be nit picked apart. But this was enough. This was progress. Because Jungkook loved him just the way he was. Loved to grip his hips and therefore needed a little extra padding for his hands to wrap around. Couldn't leave those beautiful bruises if it were nothing more than skin and bones beneath his touch.
Loved his ass and how round it was. The way it would jiggle when he walked. How his hips slightly swayed from side to side, an entirely feminine trait that he had tried to break himself of but could never quite fully get rid of. Loved his thighs and how thick they were. Loved that there was something to sink his teeth into and leave marks behind. Loved how strong they were. That they could wrap around his waist and pull him in.
So he started there. Repeated within his mind that Jungkook loved those parts of him, and that the little changes were positive ones instead of the negatives he would usually focus on. Told himself that his thighs looked amazing in these jeans, and even went and grabbed a pair of scissors and proceeded to cut slits across both of his thighs, until they complimented the large ones on his knees. Tugged down the waist band and smiled at the dark little slip of black lace it revealed.
Found one of the belts he had probably bought for this exact reason and slipped it through the hoops, tightening it until the gap was gone. Found a bright pink shirt that he had never once worn because it called too much attention to him and slipped it on. Tucked the front into his jeans and left the back to hang loose. Found a black button up and pulled it out too, slipping it over his shoulders and tested the look in the mirror before shaking his head and deciding against it.
Because there was a leather jacket hanging near the back, and he realized that he had never actually given it back to Taehyung. Then again, it wasn't like the other had ever actually bothered to ask for it. In fact, now that he thought about it, at least a fourth of his current wardrobe was made up of pieces he had once borrowed from Taehyung and had just never returned.
He ended up with the shirt completely tucked in, and the jacket hanging loose at the center, remaining unzipped. Took a moment to change his hair, parting it slightly off center and sweeping it to both sides. Briefly considered putting on just a little more makeup but his phone was going off and the sound effectively pulled him out of his thoughts.
'Meet me downstairs in five.'
There was something so incredibly mysterious and sexy about this entire thing. Maybe it was the element of surprise. Of just how little information he actually had. But there was a soft sort of electric tingle beginning at the base of his spine, and it only grew in intensity with each passing moment.
Shoving his feet down into the black boots and lacing them up ate most of the time. Until all he could do was grab his cell phone and wallet shoving the latter into the back pocket of those jeans before running out the door. Winters chill was finally starting to ease, to break, and a cool breeze blew across his face as he opened the door and stepped outside. Instantly found that familar SUV and practically ran across the street to it without even bothering to look both ways.
"Damn, baby. Did you miss me that much?" Of course he had. Despite the fact that only hours had separated them. He barely even used enough force to get the door to close completely before he was shifting, lifting himself and twisting so he could press those full lips against the other's. Only it wasn't the sweet, innocent hello sort of kiss they had grown accustom to. No, it was deep and passionate and hungry. A direct result of the knowledge he now carried so deep within him. Of all the reasons he suddenly had to be confident.
"I always miss you daddy." It was a soft whisper, trying to somehow make his voice sound innocent as he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. "Do I look good for you today?"
"Mm, you always look good for me baby." There was a hand on his thigh, fingers slipping inside the freshly made rip and massaging the tender flesh below. "But you look exceptional today. It reminds me of how you looked that night."
"Will you fuck me like you did that night?" Because the gospel truth was that Kim Seokjin was in fact an addict, and the thing that he was addicted to was Jeon Jungkook.
"Daddy would love to, baby. But you gotta be my good boy for a little while first, okay?" It was so difficult not to want to disobey when Jungkook currently looked the way he did. With his slightly over grown hair parted directly down the middle, leaving it to hang on either side of that devastatingly gorgeous face. When those thighs that he constantly had to fight not to simply spread and lower himself between and beg to be allowed to have what was between them was covered in black jeans so tight they left nothing to the imagination. Not when they were paired with a black button up and an actual suit jacket that was enough to have his mouth watering.
He really, desperately, had to ask Hoseok how to stop himself from dropping into that headspace so easily because it was starting to get really embarrassing.
