Caught in Stigma

I. First Meeting

As the work bell rang Jungkook sighed as he went to the clock using his card to punch out. He started his walk home after bidding his coworkers a goodbye and a small smile. The young twenty-two-year-old walked home after a very long day, not that he really minded. Jungkook actually enjoyed his work, actually, he tended to get a bit too lost in it as a way to ignore his unnatural thoughts. It seemed to be the only thing keeping him from crossing that line and losing himself to those desires that devils whispered in his subconscious. He hadn't told anyone of how he only ever felt things towards other men, it was too risky to admit it out loud. It was the biggest internal fight he faces when he wasn't at work.

So when he got home, he shed his work clothes and sat down on the small couch in his tiny flat. He kicked off his boots and hummed a bit at the freedom. He had some downtime to relax a bit and give his tired body a break before bed. He got up and grabbed a glass from the kitchen and got himself some water sitting back and settled in ready to do a lot of nothing for the evening as per the usual. Well, that was until Jungkook's darling friend Hoseok had busted in. He was a ball of energy and devoted a large sum of his time trying to get Jungkook to go out and take a break from his work. Tonight was no exception from the matter.

"Hey there my workaholic, I think I finally found the place for us to go," Hoseok beamed and took a seat across from Jungkook leaning forward on his elbows. The elder was already cleaned up nicely and in his club-hopping clothes, a sign Jungkook really couldn't say no. He knew it was in his best interest but he also preferred to stay home, especially with his problem. Jungkook sometimes felt bad for not telling the older but he couldn't risk losing him.

Jungkook sighed and chuckled shaking his head, "Last time we went club-hoppin you vanished. Why should I tag along now?" Hoseok threw his hands up in defense making Jungkook laugh a bit at his reaction. "Hey to my defense, I tried to tell ya, but it got a bit too heated to let wait," Hoseok chuckled and lowered his hands back down seeing the younger boy smile. "Fair enough, I got to get cleaned up though because I am guessing, I don't have a say in this, do I?" He asked but he knew that answer already as he sat back in his seat. Hoseok shook his head chuckling a bit and leaned back smiling. "Nope. I'd get ready buster we got a club to crash," He hummed.

Jungkook rolled his eyes smiling and got up going to his room grabbing some clean clothes. He freshened up a bit and wiped off the dirt and grime from work making sure he looked presentable. He then pulled on a nice clean button-up and some slacks to make it look like he put some effort into what he wore. He fixed his long messy hair after he pulled on his dress shoes. The final pieces were her suspenders and hat. With that, he looked in the mirror making sure he looked nice before walking out to Hoseok again grabbing his coat off the rack. "Let's go, we don't have all night," He chuckled as the other hopped up catching up with him.

The two men walked down the road in the humid early summer air. The city was starting to be coated in a tone of gold and warmth from the setting sun, then following the parties and music from the aristocrats up in their palaces that touched the skies. Jungkook had only ever been close while building those buildings, as he hung from the pully attacking the framework terrifyingly high off the ground but closer to God than many people got. He wished he could live those rich high lives but he didn't mind his life where it was. His tether to where he was, was his fear of being found out for liking men. One small mistake could cost him everything and have him hunted down. So Jungkook made do with his small living area and lifestyle of a workaholic nature to help him feel in control over himself.

Jungkook was pulled from his thoughts by Hoseok pulling him down the steps to an underground club. The heavy smell of cigarettes, cigars, and alcohol wafted into his face as he looked around the place. It was decorated with rose-toned golds, whites, and blacks. There was music playing from the live musicians in the corner as well as performers on the stage. Jungkook took a deep breath again as Hoseok dragged him to the front of the room by the stage. He sat down and leaned back in his seat as he took in the atmosphere while Hoseok called a waiter over to get some drinks for them.

"This place has been around for a while, but it has quite the reputation for a few of their performers," Hoseok explained as he handed Jungkook his whiskey. Jungkook nodded and sipped from it cringing a bit at the strength but just sat back and nodded. He watched the girl up there singing some show tune and swaying her hips sensually, normally enough to get any man going. Jungkook just watched wishing it did something for him or maybe woke something up that he'd missed, but yet again it left him with nothing. 

The night continued and Hoseok drank with him watching the show getting up to dance some times as well making Jungkook chuckle as he did. Honestly, the younger was a bit bored and wanted to go home but he wanted Hoseok to enjoy himself for a bit. Jungkook looked back to the stage as he took the last drink from his glass and nearly choked when the next performer came out.

He was smaller, pale as the moon on a clear night, silver hair that bounced with every step and piercing dark eyes. He was built like a dancer, toned and strong even with his small stature. He wore a loose silk shirt that slipped off his shoulder revealing his shoulder and collar bones while his tight pants left nothing to the imagination. Jungkook gripped onto his seat not being able to tear his eyes away from the other even when they made eye contact. He reached the microphone as the music started and his voice rang out smooth and at a beautiful tenor rang. His body moved in ways to bring attention just where he wanted it as if he could feel where people's gazes landed at all times. His plump pink lips, painted with a gloss, we're graced with a subtle smirk as he sang such sinful lyrics like a siren. Jungkook wasn't convinced he wasn't.

Jungkook watched him as he swayed his hips coming over and subtly dropped him a paper with a wink. He picked it up and watched as the singer toyed with some other guests making him clench his jaw. Jungkook opened the paper and read the loopy delicate handwriting. 'Meet me in the back after this handsome, Jimin.' He snapped his head back up making eye contact with Jimin again and licked his lips. This was going against his better judgment but this could be a one-time chance to induce in this sickness that consumed him. Just the thought had Jungkook counting the seconds until Jimin was done. Jimin must know what he's doing, the look in his eyes and the way he looks over almost reassures the thought.

Finally, the song ended and Jimin took his sweet fucking time walking off stage. Jungkook took a deep breath waiting for a moment before getting up and walked over to the back entrance. The guard let Jungkook pass through and pointed to Jimin's private dressing room. Jungkook walked up and knocked twice before stepping into the room. His breath was snatched again at the sight of the smaller male now just left in that shirt. Oh, how he wished it was his shirt, but never mind that. The subtle throb and aching coming from his groin made it clear he didn't want to waste his time.

"Just gonna stare handsome or are you going to come and take a bite," Jimin's sweet voice asked followed by a gentle chuckle. Jungkook snapped out of his daze and made sure the door was closed and locked behind him before advancing towards Jimin. He was deliciously laid out on the small couch with his milky thighs hardly covered by the silk shirt that slipped down. Jungkook wanted to mark those thighs and his neck and ruin him, but it wasn't in the cards. 

Jungkook got over and loomed over Jimin. "I'm here now Jimin, what could you possibly want looking so tempting like that?" He asked in a deep husky voice as he licked his lips. Jimin reached up and ran his hands through Jungkook's hair and pulled him closer with a smirk on his lips. "I think you know, but in case you need direction. I want you. I want you to ruin me for tonight handsome," He whispered in his ear. 

Jungkook groaned a bit and undid his belt while shrugging off his suspenders. next off was his coat and hat discarded with his shoes elsewhere.  Time was of the essence for them. Jimin let out a bit of a giggle as he watching Jungkook fumble getting his pants off as well as his underwear. Jungkook huffed a bit and moved back over Jimin and positioned himself. "I hope you're ready Jimin," He mumbled into the smaller's ear before pushing in with a groan. Jimin let out a moan, which was quickly muffled with one of Jungkook's hands over his mouth. Jungkook started to thrust into the other moaning into his neck, it felt so good to be with him. He wasn't as coordinated as he had imagined being but right now he hardly cared. 

The sounds of skin against skin echoed off the walls of the small room and muffled moans played with them. Jungkook let out a deep groan feeling Jimin claw at his back a bit after shiting his position. He removed his hand from his mouth and stabilized himself better as he thrust into the other at a quick messy pace. Jimin tangled one of his hands in Jungkook's messy hair gently tugging at it, pulling him closer to the smaller. It all felt so good making his head spin ever slightly from how good it felt. His lips grazed by Jimin's ear as he moaned growing closer to his climax. Jimin left soft fleeting kisses on his neck as his moans grew airy signaling he was also close to releasing. 

Jungkook felt it coming losing what little rhythm he had. Right as Jungkook climaxed Jimin bit down on his neck hard causing a mix of pain and pleasure. Faster than he could grasp, his head began to spin and he felt light-headed. The next thing he knew he was out cold laying on the smaller male.

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Jimin got up from under the other and wiped his mouth from the blood that had escaped. "Thanks for the meal handsome," He chuckled going over and pulled on his underwear and pants before ringing for one of the guards to bring him out. Jimin cleaned up a bit before taking his leave to go home chuckling to himself from a good night. 

The men came in and helped jungkook into a presentable state before returning him to the lobby where Hoseok took him. From there he was helped home to go to bed. His friend thinking he'd just drank too much not seeing the two holes in his neck from the seductive little performer he'd spent time with.