It started with 'I' and ended with 'You'

chapter 3: hotter then hell.

Yoongi thrived in anger. no one was going to talk to his coffee boy like that and live to see the next day. his fists were clenched and he was gritting his teeth so hard he could manage to break steel. But before he could say a word jungkook stepped in.

"I'm sorry, sleeze bag were you talking to me? I couldn't hear you over the awful odor of headassery that you reek of. I'll stay here, thanks for the suggestion"

holy fuck. Yoongi felt his grip losen and his jaw gently lay back as he stared at the boy of his fucking dreams. Literally.
with the words jungkook just spilled and the more then crude hand gesture, Yoongi wasn't sure what to do with himself except feel a sense of pride, and slight arousal.

"Fuck that was hot beautiful"

yoongi caught jungkooks attention back, and this time his smirk wasn't so sly.

"You liked that... Daddy?"

fuck.
Fuck.
FUCK.
it slipped. and when it did. jungkook instantly looked away and yoongi was instantly hard.

"What was that beautiful?"

"N-nothing sit your ass down so we can eat." for the rest of the night he barely said anything. And barely looked up from his food. In a sense it made yoongi feel bad. So he did his best.

He reached his hand out and softly placed it on jungkooks caressing it softly.

"Hey, you okay?"
He knew what was wrong, but he wanted to see if the younger would tell the truth.

"Im... No, I'm not. I'm sorry about what I said." this earned a cackle from yoongi.

"Sorry? For what? It was hot as hell. You. Are hotter then hell."

Jungkook nipped at his bottom lip fiercely finally finding the courage to look yoongi in the eye once again.

'Oh is it now~" Slight smirk aaaaand bulls eye. Game back in play.

Although they continued to shamlessly flirt, the flirts became more... Secretive. Exchanged whispers of dirty things and filthy dreams.

"Fuck you're hot."

"Same to you handsome."

Yoongi was getting a little handsie. It wasn't a delicate brush on jungkooks thigh, it was a full force squeeze on the inner part of the youngers thick thigh. Jungkook gasped slightly swatting yoongi's hand away reminding him of the three date rule. No matter how much jungkook loved the feeling of yoongi's hands quite literally, all over him. He had to stand his ground. He had more pride and dignity then that.
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By the time the date was over, jungkook was a little bit more then won over. More like tipsy. But still present.

"You gonna be a gentleman and walk me home?"

"Of course beautiful, I'm not about to let you go out onto the streets alone. And.. Drunk."

"Im not drunk you bastard!!"
Yoongi chuckled and put his arm back around the youngers waist keeping him up straight. As straight as jungkook could be. And asked for directions to his apartment.

That's when jungkook started crying.

"Please don't make me go home. Please. I hate it there. My no good fathers always pressuring me to be someone im not and my bitch of a mother won't do anything to stand up for herself. My brothers hardly around and considering my dad cant keep a fucking job im usually paying bills and working overtime to make more. I don't want to go yoongi... Please dont make me."

so yoongi found his answer to why the boy looked so tired recently. But that was the last thing on his mind right now. His coffee boy was having a break down in his arms. The best he could do is hold him close and hope for the best.

"J-Jungkook... Calm down.. Im right here...  You can spend the night at my place but i need you to calm down.. Alright baby"

Jungkook looked up with lazy tear filled eyes fixed on yoongi's and shook his head in understanding at yoongi's words. That was the first time jungkooks opened up to someone in such a way, then again he was drunk. But he trusted yoongi sober or not.
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When they got back to yoongi's loft the younger was spent. Yoongi picked a fresh pair of sweats and a hoodie for the boy.

"Thank you... Im sorry.."

"Don't be. I'm more then glad to have you stay."

Jungkook smiled softly before going to the bathroom yoongi directed him to, to change. It saddened yoongi to think that that's what coffee boy went through and still had a smile on his face. In a way he was envious of it.

When jungkook got out of the bathroom yoongi melted. His clothes were on the younger. And although baggy. They seemed to fit him so effortlessly perfect.
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They both crawled into bed. Yoongi at one end, jungkook on the other. They didnt want to cross boundries. So they didnt touch.  Is what yoongi thought would happen. Instead he found himself being straddled by a tired and tipsy jungkook lazily running his fingers through his hair. Staring at yoongis lips.

And thats when it happened.

He wasn't even thinking. But when yoongi did start thinking he found himself softly caressing jungkooks cheeks tracing dried tears with his thumbs. His lips on the youngers. And his thought was completely wrong. The boy wasn't bitter at all. The exact opposite. His lips were so sweet he was positive he was going to have a cavity by the time he got done. But it didn't stop. Not for a while. And that made yoongi happy.

He softly laid jungkook down and began to slowly peck his way down the youngers neck softly holding his waist. He placed a gently kiss on jungkooks forehead before laying beside him. Hugging him close. He wanted to continue. Of course he did. But he didn't want to continue while jungkook was under the influence. So they laid there together. All night. Occasionally stealing kisses from one another. But they didn't mind what got taken. Because it got given right back.

So yoongi ended up sleeping with jungkook, but. He was willing to wait for a third date.
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AH theres chapter 3!! its a bit longer then the other ones. ill be updating chapter 4 soon :3