Taekook short stories | 18+

Obsession

This story contains:
-Degrading
-Top Jungkook
-Jungkook x Fanboy

It was after rehearsal and Jungkook was exhausted. All the members had left for their homes, but he thought he would stay a little longer at the office just to catch up on some things.

He walked down the halls of the building stopping at each photo to remember his debut days.

He smiled at a picture before heading towards the bathroom.

He knocked, but heard no answer, so he opened the door.

"Oh sorry"

To his surprise, he saw a boy who looked maybe, a year or two younger than him. Trapped in his clothes, the boy struggled.

"Gosh how do you take this off"

He smiled to himself and knocked again, standing in the door frame.

"Do you need some help" he said.

"Ah Hyung! J-jungkook sunbaenim! I'm sorry I'll get out so you can use the toilet."

For a Korean, his pronunciation was bad but maybe that was, because he was caught off guard. But, so was Jungkook, he was confused as the boy didn't look like any of the trainees.

"Uh, English?" He raised an eyebrow and pushed the door shut behind him, so not to attract attention through the security cameras.

"Haha no but I just... work here, yeah, I-I dont know how I got here, I should go" he said, with a flushed face and shaky eyes. He couldn't believe he was face to face with his idol. He knew he should've never been sneaking around in the Bighit building. He couldn't even remember how he got in.

"wait wait," Jungkook said grabbing his collar as the younger started to walk away, "where did you get this?"

Jungkook looked at the tag of his shirt only to see his name on the tag. Not only was it his shirt but the collar was now stretched.

"The button is in the back. If you had simply unbuttoned it there you would've been able to take it off." The member unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it off, leaving the fanboy half naked before him. "How the fuck did you not get caught snooping in my dressing room, you pervert?" Jungkook said with a smirk. "You ruined one of my favourite tops. How will you make it up to me?"

The boy covered his chest with his hands and starred up at his sunbae. He looked so sexy; so muscular. The way his tattoos covered his arm, and the way his messy hair covered his forehead, was for some reason, turning him on.

He exhaled and collapsed to his knees. "I'm so sorry, forgive me... I will pay for repairs"

"This shirt is part of a rare Versace collection. It was custom made for us. I don't think you have that kind of money. Look at you, you're pathetic."

He covered his crotch and squinted hard, trying to hide the effect Jungkook had ok him. "I'm.."

"I wonder if you got a hold of my underwear too. What's in the bag pervert?" He picked up the bag and pulled out his boxers and a sweat towel. "What a surprise. What did you plan to do with these? Were you gonna go home and touch yourself to my scent you fucking whore?."