Jin's Little Bunny✔ (UNDER MAJOR EDITING)

I'll Miss You (30)

Smut

Seokjin struggled to recall his words, a flicker of confusion crossing his features as he glanced at Jungkook.

"You said," Jungkook's voice dipped into a low, sultry register as he pivoted to face Seokjin, his finger tracing a deliberate path on Seokjin's chest.

With each tap, following the rhythm of his words, a subtle insistence lingered in the air, "we fuck every night."

Anticipating a reprimand from Seokjin for his choice of language, Jungkook accidentally smeared soap across Seokjin's mouth while attempting to silence him.

Seokjin instinctively pushed his hand away with his head, then hastily wiped the soap from his lips with his hands.

"Ugh, don't make me eat soap!" Seokjin exclaimed, his annoyance evident in his voice.

Jungkook didn't feel any remorse. Instead, he found himself drawn to their current position, the proximity between them creating an air of ambiguity that seemed to thicken with each passing moment in the confined space of the bathroom.

Seokjin noticed the lust pooling in Jungkook's eyes, prompting him to quickly shake his head, attempting to dispel any impure thoughts that might be forming in the younger's mind.

"I only said that out of anger! Don't take it seriously!" Seokjin exclaimed, his tone slightly flustered as he tried to downplay the situation.

Jungkook stayed silent, but a knowing smirk played on his lips. His hand reached backward, grasping Seokjin's erect member in his palm.

"Then why..." Jungkook's voice stretched out, each syllable drawn into a tantalizing slow-motion. "...are you hard?" The whisper hung in the air, heavy with desire and a playful challenge, as his hand moved with deliberate slowness.

A moan escaped Seokjin's lips involuntarily as his hand swiftly plunged into the water, halting Jungkook's movements.

"I-it's because you're too close to me!" Seokjin exclaimed through gritted teeth. "T-this is just a natural body reaction of a man!"

Jungkook, known for being a mischievous devil, persisted in stroking Seokjin's dick. With each stroke, Seokjin found himself losing energy and succumbing to the overwhelming pleasure.

Seokjin's moans reverberated endlessly in the small enclosed space of the toilet, creating a symphony of ecstasy that Jungkook couldn't help but enjoy as his own special melody.

"J-Jungkook... s-stop..." Seokjin's hips trembled in the water as he felt his climax approaching.

The typically rebellious Jungkook chose to obey now, deliberately slowing his movements to allow Seokjin's arousal to subside. He glanced back at Seokjin, a teasing smile playing on his lips.

"I listened. I'm a good boy, aren't I?"

Seokjin felt a pang of disappointment at not being able to reach climax, but he held back any complaints, knowing he had been the one to ask Jungkook to stop.

Amused by Seokjin's subtle pout, which he hadn't even realized he had formed, Jungkook's fingers began to tease Seokjin's tip. "Should I continue?"

Lust and desire clouded Seokjin's mind, and he could no longer resist. He nodded, almost begging Jungkook to continue.

"Y-yes..." Seokjin stuttered, his voice filled with need.

Pleased with Seokjin's response and not wanting to torment him any longer, Jungkook resumed stroking Seokjin's needy cock at a steady rhythm.

Seokjin, overwhelmed with embarrassment, buried his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck, his moans and pants escaping endlessly.

After a few more seconds, Jungkook ceased his motions, prompting Seokjin to whine once more.

"Hyung, it's not fair... I want to be touched too!" Jungkook protested, taking matters into his own hands.

Without waiting for Seokjin's response, he guided Seokjin's hand to his own throbbing cock.

Jungkook smiled contentedly as Seokjin wasted no time in starting to pleasure him, so he continued to pump Seokjin's as well. Their synchronized moans began to fill the enclosed room, intensifying the already heated atmosphere.

Leaning back against Seokjin's chest, Jungkook moaned in pleasure, his body trembling under the intense sensations. Seokjin, aroused by Jungkook's lewd sounds and desirable expressions, found himself growing even more excited.

"I want to make you cum," Seokjin breathed out behind Jungkook's reddened ear, his voice low and sultry. "Do you wanna cum?"

Jungkook nodded eagerly, his hand slowing down on Seokjin's cock as waves of pleasure washed over him, stealing the energy from his limbs. Using another hand, Seokjin guided Jungkook's hand on his length, urging him to continue stroking.

Feeling arousal coursing through his body, Seokjin squeezed Jungkook's throbbing member, eliciting a yelp from the younger man. Despite the pain, Jungkook winced and looked back at Seokjin, his trembling voice and lustful expression only serving to turn Seokjin on even more.

"H-hyung..."

Seokjin moaned in response as he thrust his cock into Jungkook's hand, his climax approaching rapidly. Panting heavily, Seokjin released into the water, not noticing that he had already stopped stroking Jungkook's cock, causing him to miss his climax.

After a few seconds of catching his breath, Seokjin realized that only he had came, and Jungkook hadn't. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-."

Jungkook landed a kiss on Seokjin's lips before pulling back, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Don't apologize, you're making up for your mistakes right now anyway," he said as he stood up in the bathtub, leaving Seokjin confused by his words.

Turning to face Seokjin, Jungkook accidentally slapped him in the face with his member.

"What was that?!" Seokjin held onto his cheek in shock, surprised by the sudden slap.

Jungkook laughed at the situation, finding it amusing as he looked down at the older man. Seokjin widened his eyes when he realized Jungkook's cock was right in front of his face.

Lifting Seokjin's chin to make him look into his eyes, Jungkook said, "How could you just cum without me?"

Feeling a sense of unease, Seokjin listened on as Jungkook demanded, "Suck me off," with a smile that sent shivers down his spine.

Ignoring Jungkook's demand, Seokjin opted to stroke his cock instead. Not finding this sufficient, Jungkook entangled his fingers in Seokjin's hair and pulled him closer, his lips lightly touching the tip.

"I said, use your mouth," Jungkook commanded, his voice dripping so low that it sent shivers straight to Seokjin's core. He always enjoyed it when Jungkook talked in this tone.

Seokjin licked his lips, slowly taking Jungkook's tip into his mouth, sucking it like a lollipop. Jungkook groaned, his hips involuntarily shaking as he pulled Seokjin forward, thrusting deeper.

Gagging, Seokjin instinctively pulled back, but Jungkook pushed into his mouth again. Closing his eyes in satisfaction, Jungkook enjoyed the pleasure.

Seokjin started bobbing his head, hands on Jungkook's hips, helping with the thrusting. Jungkook's legs wobbled under the intense pleasure.

A knot formed in Jungkook's stomach. He clutched Seokjin's hair tighter, thrusting deeper, his tip hitting Seokjin's throat.

"I-I'm cumming hyung..." Jungkook struggled to speak as Seokjin sucked harder. Soon, Jungkook ejaculated in Seokjin's mouth.

Seokjin tried to swallow all of it, but some dripped from the corners of his mouth into the water.

"Tastes weird, what did you eat?"

He cringed playfully while looking up at Jungkook, seeing the poor boy still trying to catch his breath and come down from his high.

Jungkook chose not to respond to his nonsense and he sat on Seokjin's lap, this time facing him. He wrapped his arms around his neck and slumped into his body, still panting for air.

Seokjin's heart melted by this adorable boy, and he gently patted his back.

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Morning had arrived, and Seokjin was already in the kitchen before the sun rose, busy cooking breakfast for Jungkook and himself.

"I'm the most perfect guy anyone could ever ask for. I'm handsome, beautiful, kind, good at cooking, and did I mention I'm handsome? Geez, I can really write a long list of all the good qualities about me, and it'll go on forever. I think God has spent a bit too much time creating me that I feel bad for others."

Seokjin finished by placing the eggs and sausages onto the plates for both of them. He took off his apron and hung it neatly over the chair.

"Time to wake that little devil..." He chuckled as he walked towards Jungkook's room.

Knocking on the door and getting no replies meant that the boy was still deep asleep. With a deep sigh, he opened the door and stormed in.

"Kim Jungkook! Just how long are you planning to sleep?! Time for school!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, grateful for his strong vocal.

Jungkook only stirred in his bed, groaning out in frustration. Having to go through this every weekday was too tiring for him. He pulled the blanket over his head and gripped it tightly, trying to block out the noise.

Seokjin tried to yank the blanket away, but he couldn't win against this muscle pig.

"Is this how you treat your hyung? After all the money and effort I've spent to raise you into a big tough boy? You ungrateful boy! Do you think other people have a hyung as good as me? You need to appreciate me more!"

Jungkook grinned under the blanket as Seokjin ranted. Eventually, he let the older pull the blanket away easily.

"Woah, I'm actually stronger than you?" Seokjin asked in surprise, not knowing that Jungkook was the one who had gone easy on him.

Jungkook mumbled sleepily, "The blanket is about to tear. Please, just let me sleep in peace, hyung. Just five more minutes," as he turned his back towards Seokjin.

Seokjin suddenly remembered why he had come in—to wake Jungkook up. He jumped onto Jungkook's back and hugged him tightly, making the younger grunt because of his weight.

"No, wake up now! Breakfast's getting cold, and we're gonna be late," Seokjin said, rocking his body side to side, and Jungkook along with it.

"Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up-"

Jungkook exhaled out a loud sigh and gave up on trying to get back to his dreams. Only Taehyung would be so noisy and annoying when he wanted others to do something, and Jungkook blamed his friend for teaching Seokjin such an annoying habit.

He pushed Seokjin away from his back and turned to face him.

"I'm awake now, happy?"

Seokjin hummed in satisfaction and finally got up from Jungkook's bed. He ruffled Jungkook's messy bed hair, making it even messier than before.

"Hyung! You're always ruining my natural bad boy hairstyle! Why do you always do things like this every single day?" Jungkook shouted as he pushed Seokjin's hand away from his head.

"What natural bad boy hairstyle are you talking about? Did you hurt your head in your sleep? Are there any birds living in your bird nest hair? It's so messy! I'm just making it nicer for you!" Seokjin retorted.

They started arguing about something as trivial as this early in the morning, and Seokjin ran out of the room before Jungkook lost his temper and smacked him. Both of them changed into their uniforms and ate their breakfast in a hurry since they had spent a longer time arguing about hair than they had expected.

Miraculously, they arrived at college on time today. |

Before Seokjin could make his way to his class, Jungkook dragged him into a small corner. He pushed Seokjin against the wall, causing Seokjin to grip onto his shoulder in pain.

"What?" Seokjin glared at the younger angrily.

Jungkook smirked in reply and kissed Seokjin on his lips.

"Just kissing you goodbye," Jungkook smiled as he waved at Seokjin. "Bye, boyfriend!"