Serendipity

O for Oral

"Nah not in the mood today."

"That's fine."

"Um, hey Jungkook, can I ask you something?" you ask, scooching closer to his side. "Please?"

He nods without looking away from his computer screen. "You just did."

"Beside that?"

"You just did again."

You slap his chest. "Can I ask you lots of questions?"

He snickers. "Sure, shoot."

"What is fellatio and why do guys beg for it? Is it good?" you ask him and you hate how serious you sound when the next thing that you hear is a condescending rupture of cackles.

"What?" You watch Jungkook choke on his spit before jerking up and coughing. "What did you just fucking ask me?"

Your cheeks heat up. "I was just reading and they were talking about their partners begging for fellatio ...it's gelato right? Unless of course it isn't ...then just ignore me and let's pretend I never said anything."

"What makes you think it's gelato Y/N?"

"Remember when we went to that new gelato place in town and we got their new flavours, you got their staccio and I got their fellatio with crunchy nuts on top?"

Jungkook laughs so loudly, you aren't sure how to react. "Omg, I can't believe you," Ripping off the covers, Jungkook falls onto the floor laughing. You watch him roll around with tears in his eyes. "Fucking fellatio, omg."

"What?" you ask, "Did I say something dumb again?"

Wiping the tears from his cheeks, he looks up at you on the bed. "Did you mean fragola?"

You shake your head. "No, of course not. I've had fellatio before! It was the one with the nuts"

"Are you kidding?" He laughs again. "I mean, you're right about the nuts part but are you sure you aren't thinking of pistachio? I don't know if you're joking."

The realisation feels like you've been doused in warm water. "...pistachio?"

Jungkook cackles so loudly, he starts coughing again. "I can't believe you thought fellatio was a type of gelato, you moron!"

Sitting up in his bed, you lean against the headboard. "Well, are you going to tell me what it is or not you wanker?"

He wipes the tears away from his eyes. "Fellatio is oral sex Y/N, blow jobs you idiot."

You make a silent 'O' shape with your mouth. "Oh, that makes so much sense. I was wondering why they were talking about techniques with your tongue. They even made a guideline. I didn't even read it."

"A guideline? I already sent you a load of information about oral sex?"

You nod. "Yes, but it all makes sense now."

"For a smart person, you can be really dumb sometimes. And what were your other questions?" Jungkook asks, putting his phone on his side table to give you all of his attention.

"So if it's not gelato and you haven't found a movie and you probably won't ...can I do it on you?" You ask it so nonchalantly that Jungkook chokes on his saliva. Coughing into his pillows again, you pat his back. "Jungkook, you okay?"

He nods. "Yeaah, I am ffiinne," he stutters, clearing his throat. "Just was not expecting that so soon. You want to give me a blow job?"

Hesitantly, you nod. "Right now?"

"Hell fucking yeah, are you agreeing to have sex with me?"

You hold your hands up in surrender. "I said I'd give you a blow job and you go ahead and speed down the highway of jumping ahead. No Jungkook, just a blow job."