By: @wonce_km
There are a list of things Jungkook enjoys in the early morning, especially after a hectic night grading student exams and essays:
1. Drowning in the sea of his blankets
2. The sunshine leaking into his bedroom
3. The sight of his boyfriend in his T-shirt
Of course, the order of this list would be switched around, but this is how his morning progresses. He awakes to the sound of his alarm, the sound of a baby crying in auto tune. Jungkook stirs to a sitting position and pinches the bridge of his nose.
Last night he didn't fall asleep until 1am because he was busy grading the last of his students' finals. Although he enjoys teaching photography at Seoul University, he hates grading their creativity and craft. Jungkook figures next semester hell sompletely rid them of exams and instead focus on their portfolios.
Yes, that's what I'll do. Jungkook drags a hand down his face and grimaces when he feels the stubble on his chin. "I need to shave..." however, he quickly decides that he'll shave later since today he doesn't need to lecture until noon, so has al morning to do absolutely nothing.
Except...that all changes when his boyfriend walks into the room.
"Oh," Jimin peeps his head around the doorframe and smiles. "Youre awake."
The first thing Jungkook registers is Jimins face and the cup of coffee he brings to his lips. His features are flushed and dewy meaning he must've taken a shower. The next thing he notices is his t-shirt-Jimin in his t-shirt.
"I hope you dont mind me wearing your shirt." Jimin says as he saunters over. "My shift ended early last night so i snuck inside." He laughs softly as he places his coffee mug on the bedside table.
Jungkook nods along absentmindedly to Jimin's words.
"My eyes were seriously red because we performed a ten-hour surgery." Jimin stretches, clueless to Jungkoo's eyes on him. "I came here because you live close to the hospital and there was no way i was going to make it home."
Jungkook's gaze scans up and down Jimin's barely clothed figure.
"I hopped in the shower this morning and grabbed one of your t-shirts since I didn't bring a change of clothes." Jimin continues. "Smells like you too."
When Jimin raises his hands above his head, Jungkook's oversized t-shirt rises to reveal even more of his supple thighs.
"I want to bite them" is the first thought that goes through Jungkook's head, followed by: I want to leave pretty marks on his skin and make love while he's wearing my shirt.
Its not like Jimin hasn't worn his clothes before. Jimin's known for stealing Jungkook's hoodies, accessories and sometimes his boxers (when he's feeling flirty or petty). They've been dating for two years, so Jungkook's seen Jimin in various forms of dress and this should come as no surprise.
However, Jungkook's spiked libido and gradually hardening dick beg to differ.
"Jungkook?" Jimin's arms drop to his sides and he tilts his head. "Baby are you listening?"
Jungkook blinks and his eyes snap up to meet Jimin's puzzled gaze. "S-sorry."
Jimin grins, "i lost you there for a sec."
"Yeah." Jungkook swallows as he makes room on the bed for Jimin. "I'm going to be honest and say i got lost in the fact that you're wearing my t-shirt."
Jimin climbs onto the bed plopping into the blankets and laughing gently. "Why?"
Jungkook reaches over and places a casual hand to Jimin's thigh. "I dunno...lets just say its a newly discovered kink."
Jimin laughs a little louder this time. "I always wear your clothes."
"I know...its just something about you wearing my shirt with nothing underneath..." Jungkook replies breathlessly as he slides his hand along Jimin's thigh.
Jimin rolls his eyes, "I'm wearing boxers." He begins to lift the shirt to prove to Jungkook that he is, but Jungkook stops him.
Jimin stares confusedly at him, "what?"
"You look fucking adorable right now and we haven't had sex in a few days because we're so busy." Jungkook rambles. "Lifting mys shirt and smelling like vanilla-and fuck your skin is so soft right now-is turning me on, but you're tired from the surgery you performed last night, so I'm going to jack-off in the bathroom."
It takes Jimin a moment to comprehend what Jungkook just said, but then he does, he laughs again.
This time he leans into Jungkook as laughter rocks his body.
Jungkook watches Jimin laugh and warmth blooms in his chest.
There's a reason his phone Lock Screen is a photo of Jimin laughing. The reason being because whenever he sees him laugh, he finds another reason to get through the day and enjoy life.
Because in this life exists Park Jimin.
Jungkook took the photo on their second date. It was when Jimin successfully finished his last year of med school and jungkook made some lame joke about doctors and their lovers.
Once he's done laughing, Jimin reaches for Jungkook's chin and pulls him in for a kiss. Jungkook's shocked for a few seconds but quickly melt into it. This kiss is soft like the many they've shared and Jungkook's heart beats rapidly when Jimin slips his tongue into his mouth.
Jungkook's eyebrows furrow and his grip on Jimin's thigh tightens. Fuck. I want to fuck him.
"Jimin..." Jungkook pulls back slightly and his cock throbs at the sight of Jimin's closed lids and flushed cheeks. Calm down, you're not in college anymore, your young horny days should be over.
"Mm?" Jimin chases after Jungkook's lips and moans into his mouth when their lips meet again.
Jungkook internally groans because he's this close to the edge. If Jimin keeps moaning like that whil wearing his shirt ans smelling like a mix of vanilla and Jungkook's own scent-he's going to lose it.
"Love, listen." Jungkook mumbles against Jimin's lips. "Jimin-hey." He places a hand to Jimin's chest and gently urges him away.
Jimin stares wide-eyed at Jungkook, eyebrows knit with bewilderment. "What? Not now? You dont want to?"
"What? No-yes. Yes, I want to." Jungkook licks his lips. "Like...I could eat you right now, Jimin."
Jimin snorts, "Eat me?"
"Yes-eat you out, make love to you until we're both useless for the day, all of it." Jungkook murmurs.
Jimin stares at him confusedly, "Then, why don't you?"
"You finished a ten-hour surgery last night and I know you get crazy nightmares after doing surgeries like that. Not to mention the back pains you've been having lately." Jungkook replies. "I can withstand one morning of horniness."
A soft smile graces Jimin's lips as he places his hand atop Jungkook's. "Baby..."
"Hmm?" Jungkook meets Jimin's eyes.
With that same soft smile on his face, Jimin leans over to whisper. "I want you."
Jungkook's heart flutters.
"I appreciate you thinking about me, but if you hadn't noticed..." Jimin uses his hand atop Jungkook's to slide Jungkook's hand further up his thigh. He stops when Jungkook's palm meets his crotch.
Jungkook's breath hitches.
"I want this too." Jimin huffs using Jungkook's hand to rub himself off. "Please."
Jungkook's eyes drop from Jimin's flushed face to stare at their hands moving beneath the t-shirt. The back and forth movement is lewd and shoots straight to Jungkook's dick.
"You really want this?" He asks.
Jimin nods, urging Jungkook to touch him even more.
Jungkook swallows, "Really?"
"Y-yes." Jimin releases his hold on Jungkook's hand and pushes Jungkook back into the pillows.
Jungkook watches wide-eyed as Jimin tosses the blankets aside to make himself comfortable on Jungkook's lap.
"I missed you." Jimin murmurs as he bends down to kiss the mole beneath Jungkook's lip. He trails his kisses down from Jungkook's chin to his neck and lower to his exposed chest. "Did you miss me too?"
Jungkook shudders as Jimin's licks his nipple. "Jimin..."
"Hmm?"
"Yes, of course...been wanting to be inside you since forever ago...taste you." Jungkook places his hands to Jimin's waist to help steady him.
"If you missed me so much..." Jimin straightens up to look Jungkook in the eyes. "Prove it."
Jungkook releases a harsh breath as the last of his self-restraint crumbles and uses his hands on Jimin's hips as leverage to flip their positions so Jimin lies beneath him.
Jimin blinks up at Jungkook, lips pulled into a smirk and eyes beautifully dark as he waits for Jungkook to mapmaker a move.
Jungkook leans in close enough for their lips to brush and his breath fans across Jimin's face-hot and intimate. Jimin watches Jungkook watch him and they remain silent, taking each other in and feeling the tension pulse in the air.
Jungkook brings a finger to Jimin's face and brushes blonde strand of hair out of his eyes.
Jimin's lids flutter to a close and he parts his lips inviting Jungkook to kiss him. He finally does so, and they kiss sweetly. Their lips dance and their tongues entangle like the sweetness of a caramel macchiato in the morning. Jungkook wats more; wants to twaste the sweetness all over Jimin's body and love him in all the right ways.
Jungkook pulls back to say, "The shirt stays on."
Jimin chuckles lightly. "Sure."
"Also..." Jungkook moves aside. "Can you lay on your stomach for me."
Jimin's confused for a second but does as he's requested and lies on his stomach.
Jungkook is quick to kneel behind Jimin and help him out of his boxers. Once they're off, he tosses them aside and admires the view of Jimin's bare ass. Without a second thought, he places his lips to Jimin's back and kisses along his spine.
Jimin's breath catches.
Jungkook trails his kisses down, down, down stopping just before his lips meet Jimin's ass. He's eaten Jimin out before-during anniversaries, special occasions or whenever Jungkook wants to spoil Jimin. He likes the way Jimin's entire body flushes when his tongue is inside him and he likes to go slow until Jimin's shaking.
"Can I?" Jungkook asks softly as he begins to spread Jimin open.
Jimin nods, burying his head in the pillows as his hole flutters. Part of him is ashamed having Jungkook so close, but another part of him is aroused at the thought of having his taste on Jungkook's tongue. A soft moan slips past his lips when he feels the first flick of Jungkook's tongue inside him.
A peach.
It's like biting into a peach and letting its sweetness overtake you. Jungkook likes to describe Jimin this way; soft, warm, wet and little messy. He dips his tongue deeper into Jimin and his cock throbs when he feels Jimin tremble agains this lips.
"Jungkook," Jimin huffs, his hips rolling shamelessly into the blankets in search of the slightest friction. "Jung...kook."
Jungkook's eyebrows furrow and his cock twitches. Fuck.
"Mm." Jimin grips the blankets tighter when Jungkook's tongue comes so close to his sweet spot.
Jungkook flicks his tongue one last time inside of Jimin before climbing off the bed to retrieve a bottle of lube from his closet. He quickly returns to the bed and is surprised to see that Jimin has flipped himself over.
Jimin stares back at Jungkook and tilts his head as he says, "I wanna ride you."
Jungkook swallows thickly as he dips into the bed beside Jimin. "Seriously? I'm going to come before I even get the chance to properly make love to you."
Jimin smiles sweetly, "Then lie back."
Jungkook does so and Jimin plucks the bottle of lube from his hands.
"I can prep you." Jungkook murmurs.
Without missing a beat, Jimin replies, "I want you to watch me."
Jungkook's eyes widen and he speechlessly watches as Jimin climbs atop him.
Jimin pours a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. "It's been a while though." He laughs shyly while reaching behind himself with one hand and placing his other hand to Jungkook's chest to steady himself.
Jungkook doesn't know where to look, he isn't sure if he's even breathing right now. His shirt on Jimin, hangs off Jimin's left shoulder revealing the sharp outline of his collarbones and his slender neck.
He looks like a king about to rightfully take his throne.
"Wh-what?" Jimin pants as he slips two fingers inside of himself.
"You look insanely gorgeous right now."
Jimin laughs lightly, voice hitching around each giggle.
After a moment, he goes silent to focus on properly stretching himself. He pushes his fingers in deep and whimpers when his fingers graze against his prostate. He could get himself off right now and come all over Jungkook's chest, but he resists the urge to do so, and slides his fingers out with a quivering moan.
"Shit." Jungkook brings his hands to Jimin's hips. "Jimin."
"I know, I know." Jimin flashes a shaky smile. "Patience."
Jungkook digs his fingers even deeper into Jimin's skin. He doesn't look away from Jimin's mischievous eyes, instead, he makes his desire for Jimin very clear. "You're such a fucking tease."
Jimin grins, "I know." He uses a single hand to spread himself and sinks down slowly onto Jungkook.
Jungkook's eyebrows twitch and his immediate reaction is to thrust up, but he forces himself to remain still and savour the tortuous slide into Jimin.
Jimin's breathing stutters because the stretch is so good, and he only has the tip of Jungkook's cock inside.
"You okay?" Jungkook asks when he notices how harshly Jimin is breathing.
Jimin nods, "Couldn't be any better."
Not once does Jungkook look away, he keeps his gaze on Jimin and breathes in and out slowly, so he doesn't ejaculate early. This needs to go slow.
"A-almost." Jimin chokes and his entire body is flushed and sweat shines on his thighs.
He looks stunning.
"Would kissing help?" Jungkook asks.
Jimin smiles, "Maybe." He leans down and presses his lips to Jungkook's
Jungkook keeps the kiss slow, grimacing every now and then as his cock sinks deeper into Jimin. He's almost buried deep inside Jimin, just a few more inches and...
Jimin moans into his mouth-unabashed and slightly pained. "O...okay."
Jungkook sucks on his bottom lip before pulling back to whisper, "Want me to move?"
"Not yet, let me just..." Jimin adjusts himself slightly and bites his bottom lip to keep from moaning.
Jungkook remains still but he's close to breaking.
Jimin chuckles. "That turned you on..."
"What?"
"Something did...I can feel you, you know..."
Jungkook smiles thinly, "I have a feeling you're doing this on purpose."
"Not entirely." Jimin straightens up, keeping his hands on Jungkook's chest and rolling his hips slowly to test out the waters. Of course, Jungkook fits perfectly inside of him. Jimin doesn't move for a second, sitting still on Jungkook's cock and feeling him.
"Love..." Jungkook calls softly.
"Hmm?"
"I'm not sure how long i can last with you just...sitting there." Jungkook confesses and even though his eyes are dark and he's so hard it hurts, there's a patience and care in his voice.
"Okay," Jimin begins to move. "I'll speed up."
Relief washes over Jungkook as he watches the way his cock slides in and out of Jimin. Despite the imagery being so lewd, there's an essence of grace to Jimin and his movements. Maybe it's because of the way the sunlight shimmers across Jimin's figure or the way his damp bangs hang over his eyes.
Once Jimin finds the perfect tempo suitable for both him and Jungkook, he closes his eyes and rolls his hips slowly.
Jungkook's jaw clenches at the sensation of Jimin tightening around him-swallowing him. "Fuck."
"Is it good?" Jimin questions, one eye cracking open to peer down at Jungkook. "Do you feel good?"
"Good?" Jungkook's chest heaves. "I feel amazing."
Jimin sinks down again and a shudder tears through his body. "Me too." He leans down to kiss Jungkook's jaw. "I love...how you feel inside me."
Jungkook groans Jimin's name and thrusts up, meeting Jimin's bounce.
Jimin bites back a scream and repeats the same motion.
"There?" Jungkook asks, hips moving rhythmically.
"Uh-huh," Jimin's back arches. "There."
Jungkook knows exactly where Jimin's sweet spot is, so he tightens his grip on Jimin's hips and gives it to him slow. He thrusts in and out languidly, the slide wet and hot-just the way they both like.
"I could...come right now." Jungkook huffs.
"Why dont-nngh -you?"
"Wanna be in you for a little longer. Make love to you-fuck-nice and slow." Jungkook grunts.
"Slow?" A coy smile tugs at Jimin's plump lips and he purposefully clenches around Jungkook's cock as he slides deeper into him. "This slow? Or..." Jimin does it again and shudders violently when Jungkook hits his prostate. "This slow?"
Suddenly Jungkook thrusts up and Jimin gasps from the sudden change. He continues to hold Jimin in place as he changes the pace to a combination of hard and soft thrusts.
"Cant...take it for much longer." Jungkook groans as his hips begin to roughly snap up.
Sunlight spills across their dancing bodies and the bed creaks beneath their movements. Heat begins to pool in their stomachs-a telltale sign of their impending orgasms. Honestly, Jungkook could go for a second round, eat his own come out of Jimin's ass and do it for a third time.
A man can dream.
"Close." Jungkook's voice drops into the silence-rough and low. "Fuck, I'm so close."
Jimin nods wordlessly as he slips a hand down to relieve the ache of his cock. He strokes himself in tempo to Jungkook's thrusts and moans Jungkook's name each time Jungkook hits that spot.
"You're so pretty." Jungkook blubbers. "You look so hot in my shirt—sitting on my cock, calling my name."
"Possessive...much?" Jimin manages to joke.
"Yes." Jungkook's stomach tightens. "I love that you're mine—that i can feel you and see you this way. I love you."
"I love you too."
With a serene smile, Jimin leans down to kiss Jungkook once again and comes into his palm with a whimper of Jungkook's name Droplets of come splatter Jungkook's chest and Jimin rests his head on Jungkook's shoulder.
It doesn't take long for Jungkook to finish; his orgasm ripples through him as he thrusts into Jimin one last time.
Jimin shudders slightly at the sensation of Jungkook softening inside him.
Still struggling to catch his breath, Jimin huffs, "Out. Take it out."
"Okay, okay." Jungkook slips out with a hiss, drapes an arm over his eyes and sighs. 'That was amazing."
"It was." Jimin rolls off Jungkook and lies beside him on the bed. "I think my sides are going to be bruised tomorrow." He mutters.
"Oops," Jungkook flashes an apologetic smile. "Sorry."
"I'll just think of it as a tattoo..." Jimin grins up at the ceiling. "A tattoo of my boyfriend's fingers...kinda hot, huh?"
"You'll make me hard again with comments like that." Jungkook replies honestly.
Jimin snorts, "That's a you problem."
They turn to each other and share a laugh.
"Cuddle?" Jungkook suggests while snuggling closer to Jimin.
Jimin shrugs. "Sure, but we need to clean up..." A moment later, he adds, "Your shirt is ruined."
"That's fine, I'll frame it."
Jimin's nose scrunches. "Ew, don't do that."
Jungkook laughs, "Fine, I won't." He wraps his arms around Jimin and pulls him close.
Jimin places a hand to Jungkook's head and begins to gently stroke his fingers through Jungkook's hair.
"That's my new favourite shirt, by the way." Jungkook murmurs.
"Is it now?"
"Mhm...because now..." He tilts his head down to kiss Jimin's once. "It smells like us."
"That's...oddly romantic." Jimin says with a laugh.
A moment of silence falls between them and Jimin closes his eyes. He could go to sleep right now. Dream of Jungkook, their future and the calm he feels right now.
"Jungkook..."
"Yes, love?"
Jimin opens his eyes and pulls back to look into Jungkook' eyes. "Let's...Let's move in together."
Jungkook's eyes widen and his heart fills with an inexplicable warmth.
"It just doesn't have to be now...I just...want to be with you." Jimin nervously licks his lips. "I want to wake up with you, cook with you, sometimes argue with you and make love with you."
"Jimin..."
"I want to wear your favourite clothes and you wear mine and just be grossly in love." Jimin rambles.
"Me too." Jungkook softly replies. "Ditto to everything you just said."
Jimin beams.
"You could move here since it's closer to the hospital." Jungkook says. "I can clear out that supply room you've been telling me to clear since we first started dating."
"Ye—" Jimin's eyebrows furrow. "—you still haven't cleared it?"
"Nope. Sometimes I'll leave my students' bigger projects and materials in there." Jungkook explains. "No worries, it's not much compared to before."
Jimin shakes his head, but replies with a crooked grin, "Eh, let's just be messy together."
"Eh," Jungkook's expression mirrors the fondness in Jimin's eyes. "Let's."