(NOT) According to Plan

Finale

First things first, this is my first time writing an actual fanfic- let alone a smut, so go easy on me.

That fanmade video is awesome that's why I used it. Mhm- what else- Ahh- please do give me your opinions. I gladly take suggestions.

And yes, I did use the Corpse Bride song as the title. If you haven't seen the movie you should do so after reading this.

Well then, without futher ado, here it is.

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Jungkook got up in the morning, same old routine as always; showered, got dressed, ate breakfast and left to school.

In all honesty Jungkook was sick and tired of it all. His parents wanted him to become a doctor of some sort, his teachers kept bombarding him with work, and his classmates- well they were all insignificant to him.

All of them except for one. Jimin. He was shocked when he first found that that the smaller male, who everyone basically used as a punching bag, was his hyung. He felt bad for Jimin to say the least but as an introvert he stood to himself and kept eyes and ears closed.

This day though, this day didn't go as Jungkook had expected.

As soon as he got to school everyone was motioned towards the auditorium, Jungkook being the slacker he is got there late and sat at the very end of the place. He immediately slumped down on his seat and decided to take a well deserved nap.

A good thirty minutes into his nap he got woken up by small whiny noises. He rolled his eyes and was about to dismiss them, thinking some horny kids might have been making out back here, until he heard a quiet "Stop it." He was freaked out to say the least, that voice seemed awfully familiar. Jungkook started to look around, eyes landing a few empty seats to his right. There it was, two guys manhandling Jimin in ways someone shouldn't be doing so.

He saw Jimin trying to squirm out of the taller guys' hold but to no avail. Jungkook's blood began to boil, his legs dragged him towards his hyung in distress and before he knew it his hand was around one of the senior's neck. "Fuck off and leave him alone before I beat you into a bloody mess." He spoke low, dangerously low, making Jimin and the other guy shudder with fear.

"This is none of your business buddy, so how about you get your filthy hands off of me before-" The poor guy didn't have time to finish his sentence when he was already throw against the door, and to everyone's surprised (mostly the readers) no teaches have noticed the commotion.

Jungkook watched as the other guy went over to check up on his passed out friend. "You fucker, you'll pay for this." Coward #2 said as he picked up the unconscious body of his friend and dragged him to the infirmary. The maknae smirked proudly, making sure those two were out of his sight before turning to look at Jimin.

Big mistake.

Jimin's pants were down, giving Jungkook a full view of his semi-erected cock, his shirt was torn open exposing pink perky nipples whilst the elder's face was as pink as his cotton candy hair.

Jungkook had to gulp back a moan, the sight arousing him entirely. Jimin's small hands quickly tried to cover himself up as he felt the younger's gaze burning down on him.

Jimin spoke softly keeping his pants up and shirt closed as he stood up and bowed. "I-im sorry..for causing you trouble, Ju-jungkook-ssi." And that was enough to make Jungkook lose his mind. He sat down on the seat where Jimin was and pulled the older male down on his lap.

"Where do you think you're going, cutie?" Jungkook whispered near Jimin's bright red ear, making sure to stress his words out enough to make his hot breath his his hyung's sensitive skin. "I-I was going..mhn- Jungkook-ssi your hand!" Jimin's eyes went wide as he felt Jungkook's sneaky hand slide inside his pants, stroking his now soft length. "Shh. Not too loud, Jimin hyung. I haven't even started yet. Ah- and I prefer the term daddy, mhm?"