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“I’m so exhausted,” Jimin groans, plopping face down on the hotel bed.
He hears Taehyung chuckle. “Good thing we’re heading home soon then?”
Jimin rolls over to look at Taehyung’s direction. His best friend is sitting on the edge of his bed, taking off his socks. He looks just as exhausted as Jimin, but still very handsome nonetheless. “Yeah, I can’t wait to be back home and sleep a lot.”
“Oh come on Jiminie just say it, I know you miss Jeongguk,” Taehyung grins. “That’s why you wanna go home.”
Jimin smiles at that. Jeongguk is Jimin’s boyfriend of three years, and he’s back home in South Korea, almost three thousand miles away from Jimin. Jimin and Taehyung are currently in America for work, and it’s been five days since they left Korea. It’s the first time Jimin and Jeongguk have been away from each other for so long, since they always go home to Busan together during holidays.
“I don’t have to say it, it’s already a given that I miss him,” Jimin pouts. “What time is it in Korea?”
“Around two in the afternoon if I’m not mistaken,” Taehyung answers, changing from his white dress shirt into a much more comfortable t-shirt.
“I should call him,” Jimin reaches over to the bedside table where his bag is. He takes out his phone but just stares at it, contemplating. “But it’s 2PM. He must be at work.”
“I’m sure he’ll still answer it Jimin,” Taehyung chuckles. “Jeongguk wouldn’t miss the chance to talk to you.”
Jimin can’t help but giggle. Taehyung has this endearing habit about being right all the time. “Okay, I’ll call him right now.”
“And I’m gonna go to the restaurant below,” Taehyung says. “I’ll wait for you there. Let’s eat dinner.”
“Why can’t you just wait for me here?” Jimin pouts.
“Because I don’t wanna hear your conversation with Jeongguk,” Taehyung lets out a deep sigh. “I’m having war flashbacks when we were college roommates.”
Jimin burst out laughing. He grabs his pillow and throws it at Taehyung, who catches it easily. “He’s literally at work! We’re not gonna do phone sex!”
Taehyung throws the pillow back at him, laughing. “Nothing wrong with being sure! Plus, I’m really hungry. I might order some appetizers while I wait for you.”
Jimin shakes his head amusingly. Taehyung winks at him as he heads out of their room. When he hears the door close, Jimin plops back down on the bed and unlocks his phone. He decides to shoot Jeongguk a text first before calling, since he might be in a meeting.
me
[10:24:18 PM]
Babe?
As soon as the message gets delivered, it gets replaced with a seen . Jimin giggles as the ellipses bubble appears on the screen.
my baby <3
[10:25:02 PM]
Hey babe, what’s up?
my baby <3
[10:25:06 PM]
Are you okay?
me
[10:25:12 PM]
I’m okay babe! I just got back here at the hotel. I’m gonna eat dinner with Taetae soon.
me
[10:25:18 PM]
I wanted to ask if it’s okay to call you now? I miss you a lot.
Jimin doesn’t even get to send another message when Jeongguk's contact photo pops up on his phone. He shakes his head amusingly and accepts the call. The first thing Jimin sees is Jeongguk’s cute nose all up the camera, and he can’t help but laugh. “Baby, what are you doing?”
“Trying to smell you,” Jeongguk says from the other line. He leans away from the camera and Jimin sees his handsome face in full view, a cute smile plastered on his lips.
“What do you mean smell me?” Jimin chuckles. “What do I smell like?”
“Home,” Jeongguk answers. “I miss you.”
Jimin’s expression softens. “I miss you too, you big puppy. What are you doing? Don’t you have work?”
“I am at work right now,” Jeongguk turns his phone in different directions, showing Jimin that he is indeed at work.
“In the break room? Is anyone there?”
“Not really. It’s way past their lunch breaks and everyone is now busy with their own jobs.”
“And what about you?”
“It’s my lunch break, since I didn’t take mine earlier and decided to finish some work instead. I knew you wouldn’t contact me ‘till now, so I moved my break.”
Jimin can’t help but break into a fond smile. “You’re so adorable. Are you sure you’re not busy?”
“Babe, my job is to organize and segregate files. I really don’t have any work piled up.”
“Okay. You should eat your lunch though.”
“I am, I’m microwaving it right now!” he says enthusiastically, flipping the camera to show the microwave.
Jimin giggles. “That’s good. Don’t miss any meals alright?”
“I won’t. You too, okay? Didn’t you say you were gonna have dinner with Taehyungie-hyung?”
“Yeah, he’s already downstairs at the restaurant. I wanted to talk to you first. I miss you a lot.”
Jeongguk looks at him longingly. “Only a day left. I’ll pick you up at the airport.”
“That sounds great baby. I can’t wait to go home to you,” Jimin smiles. “Now eat your lunch, I have to head down now too. Taehyung’s waiting for me.”
Jeongguk pouts. “But I don’t want to end the call yet.”
Jimin sits up on the bed, laughing. “You have to! Your lunch break is only half an hour.”
“I don’t care. I can eat my lunch in just five minutes.”
“Jeongguk-ah, I can call you again later before I head to bed, or text since you’ll be working.”
“Call please,” Jeongguk says. “I wanna hear your voice.”
“Okay.”
“Sorry if I’m being clingy,” Jeongguk mumbles. “I’m just…”
“You’re not used to us being apart. I know baby. And you’re not being clingy. I miss you just as much you know?”
Jeongguk chuckles at that. “Really?”
“Yeah! You should ask Taehyung. When we just got in the airplane and I was already telling him I missed you.”
Jeongguk smiles, his front teeth showing adorably. “That sounds just like you.”
“Exactly!” Jimin beams. “So we just miss each other the same.”
“Yeah, but I should probably get used to this. You, traveling overseas for work,” Jeongguk says. “My successful baby.”
“I’ll probably bring you next time if I ever have to travel overseas again.” Jimin chuckles. “I can’t stand being away from you.”
“We sound disgusting.” Jeongguk laughs.
“We do,” Jimin shakes his head in amusement. “We’re that lovesick couple. I understand why Tae wanted to leave the room.”
“You should probably head down and eat too babe,” Jeongguk says. “As much as I want to keep talking to you, I want you to eat and get some rest too.”
Jimin nods. “Yeah, and you have to eat and work too.”
“Yeah, I have tons of files I need to arrange.” Jeongguk rolls his eyes.
Jimin can’t help but chuckle. “At least you don’t get tired too much. Don’t beat yourself up with your job.”
“I know. Anyway, I’ll see you soon. I love you, Jimin.”
“I love you too, Jeonggukie. Take care always.”
When their call ends, Jimin freshens up a bit and heads down to the restaurant where Taehyung was waiting. As soon as he enters, he immediately sees Taehyung waiting for him. Jimin sits across his best friend, taking the menu list on the table to pick a dish. “Did I take too long?”
Taehyung shakes his head. “Not really. The appetizer I ordered isn’t even here yet.”
“Ah, Jeongguk is about to eat his lunch and has to head back to work immediately so we didn’t talk much.” Jimin explains. “Anyway, what did you order?”
“Crisp, fresh, Korean air! Thank god!” Taehyung says loudly, making the other passengers turn their heads towards him.
Jimin smacks his shoulders. “You’re literally still inside the airplane! And keep it down!”
“Who cares,” Taehyung waves his hand nonchalantly. “What’s important is that we’ve landed in Korea and are miles away from the United States.”
Jimin rolls his eyes, suppressing a smile. Although he’s not as loud about it as Taehyung, he’s just as glad to be back home in Korea. Aside from that, he’s really excited to see Jeongguk by the arrival gates.
As soon as they were allowed to leave the aircraft, Jimin was basically fuming with excitement. It’s silly, really. He’s been living with Jeongguk for almost a year now, they see each other everyday. But being thousands of miles away from Jeongguk for five days really took a toll on Jimin.
Once they picked up their baggage, they immediately headed to the gates. The airport was a bit crowded, a lot of people loitering around and waiting for other people to arrive as well. Jimin cranes his neck, looking for a familiar face. When he spots a tall man with fluffy long black hair waving at him at the back of the crowd of people, Jimin smiles widely.
Jimin quickly maneuvers himself from the crowd and walks towards Jeongguk. He lets go of his bag and launches himself onto his boyfriend. “Jeongguk!”
Jeongguk immediately wraps his arms around Jimin, giving Jimin a big fat kiss on the cheek. He pulls Jimin closer against his chest, sighing in relief. “You’re finally home. I missed you so much.”
Jimin leans away from the hug to get a good look at Jeongguk. It’s really been only five days but Jimin doesn’t know why it felt like a year to him. “I missed you too, you big baby. Have you been waiting here for long?”
Jeongguk shakes his head. “No, maybe only for half an hour. You’re actually early.”
“Yeah, the flight went smoothly and the plane arrived earlier than expected.”
Jeongguk nods, looking behind Jimin. “Where’s Taehyungie-hyung?”
Jimin looks behind him as well, looking for Taehyung. He looks around them and finally sees Taehyung talking to his roommate Min Yoongi, who apparently came to fetch him.
“Come on, let’s go approach them.” Jimin says, holding onto Jeongguk’s hand. Jeongguk picks up Jimin’s luggage with his one hand before he lets himself get dragged.
“Yoongi hyung, hi!” Jimin calls out as soon as he approaches the two.
“Hey,” Yoongi grins, nodding at both Jimin and Jeongguk. “How was the trip, Jimin?”
“It was a work trip hyung,” Taehyung butts in, crossing his arms. “Of course it’s boring and uneventful.”
“But Taehyung and I got to go and see Santa Monica beach at least, that was fun.” Jimin adds, smiling.
Yoongi nods. “That’s nice. Taehyung didn’t tell me about it because he’s hellbent on making the trip seem so boring. Anyway, do you two have a ride?”
“Oh, we were just gonna call an Uber.” Jeongguk mumbles.
“Just hitch a ride with Taehyung and I. I’ll drive you both home, I’m sure you must be tired from the long flight, Jimin-ah.” Yoongi offers.
“That would be great hyung, thank you so much!”
“Great. Come on, my car’s at the paid-parking site.”
As they start exiting the airport and head to the parking site, Yoongi and Jeongguk are walking ahead, while Taehyung and Jimin are a bit behind them. Jimin teasingly nudges Taehyung with his elbow. “You didn’t tell me Yoongi hyung was going to fetch you.”
“That’s because I didn’t know. I was surprised when I saw him.”
“Why do you sound mad?”
“I’m not mad,” Taehyung looks away. “He’s just… you know. Unpredictable.”
Jimin nods. “I get it. I told you a million times to talk it out with him.”
Taehyung just sighs. “Sure. I’ll think about it.”
“Like you always do.” Jimin shakes his head.
When they reach Yoongi’s car, Jeongguk is putting Jimin’s luggage in the trunk. Taehyung puts his own luggage in the trunk too and gets in the passenger seat. Jeongguk and Jimin get in the backseat, and Yoongi in the driver’s seat.
Jeongguk puts his arm behind Jimin and Jimin leans his head on Jeongguk’s shoulders. “You wanna get some take-out when we get home?”
Jeongguk kisses Jimin on the crown of his head. “Sounds good.”
Once Yoongi and Taehyung drop them off at their apartment, Jeongguk let’s Jimin go up the stairs to their apartment first while he carries Jimin’s luggage.
“Home sweet home!” Jimin yells out when he pushes the door to their apartment open. “I don’t ever wanna leave for that long again.”
Jeongguk chuckles, closing the door behind him. He puts down Jimin’s luggage and hugs Jimin from behind. He rests his chin on his lover’s shoulder and kisses his cheek. “Good. This apartment is so dull without you.”
Jimin puts his hands on top of Jeongguk’s and turns his head. “I told you we should’ve gotten a dog or something.”
Jeongguk playfully rolls his eyes and let’s go of Jimin. “Pets aren’t even allowed in our apartment. Go take a shower while I call the restaurant.”
Jimin beams at Jeongguk and skips towards their bathroom. He takes a quick warm shower and changes into comfortable sleeping clothes. Once he emerges out of the bathroom, Jeongguk has already opened his bag and put Jimin’s clothes in a laundry basket that he has next to him.
“That’s thoughtful of you baby,” Jimin says, walking over towards Jeongguk. “This is why I can’t live without you. You take care of me too well.”
Jeongguk snorts, but he seems pleased with Jimin’s statement. Jimin hugs Jeongguk on his sides, glancing at the bag on the floor and then at his boyfriend’s face. “Did you order already?”
Jeongguk nods. “Yup, they said the food will be here in half an hour.”
Jimin grins, his hand creeping inside Jeongguk’s shirt. “Half an hour?”
Jeongguk chuckles, glancing at Jimin. “Really? Right now?” He teases, amusement coating his eyes.
“We’ve been away from each other for almost a week,” Jimin pouts. “Didn’t you miss me?”
“Of course I did,” Jeongguk answers, turning to Jimin and wrapping Jimin’s arms around his waist. “That’s why half an hour won’t do.”
It’s Jimin’s turn to laugh. He throws his head back in amusement. “Do you plan on doing it all night?”
“Yes,” Jeongguk answers immediately, pinching Jimin’s waist playfully. “I’m going to show you how much I missed you.”
Jimin raises his eyebrows, already feeling hot just by thought of them going at it all night. He really did miss Jeongguk. It’s no secret that they are sexually active. It’s pretty normal.
“Okay fine, let’s just wait for the food.” Jimin says, letting go of Jeongguk and crouching down on his luggage. “I think the shirt I bought you is in here somewhere...”
They spend the time unpacking Jimin’s stuff. Once the food finally arrives, Jeongguk pays for it and sets it up on their small table. Jimin watches Jeongguk unpack the food as he patiently sits on one of the stools. Jeongguk pushes some of the food to Jimin as he sits on the other stool in front of Jimin. “Eat up, hyung. Did you eat Korean food when you were overseas?”
Jimin takes the chopsticks and shakes his head. “No, Taehyung and I didn’t have time searching for Korean restaurants even though we were craving for food from home.”
They start eating their dinner in no time, with Jimin telling Jeongguk bits about his trip. Jeongguk listens to him attentively, and although Jimin was mostly miserable with the whole trip because it was for work and he was away from Jeongguk, he still enjoyed being in another continent and a place that’s foreign for him. It was still an experience, after all.
“I can’t wait till we travel together,” Jimin says as soon as he gulps down the last of his meal. “I want to hold your hand as we walk in a street that we don’t know about, looking around the surroundings.”
Jeongguk smiles at him fondly. “That sounds nice hyung.”
Jimin cleans up their dinner while Jeongguk takes a shower. He throws away the trash and wipes the table clean. He walks over to the refrigerator and opens it, noticing that their fridge was most likely empty, except for a few stuff inside. Jimin makes a mental note to go grocery shopping tomorrow. Jeongguk must’ve only been ordering takeout while he was away.
When Jimin walks to their bedroom, he sees Jeongguk sitting on the edge of their bed. Jimin walks over to him and plops down on his boyfriend’s lap. Jeongguk immediately rests his hands on Jimin’s wrist, chuckling. “You finished cleaning up the kitchen?”
Jimin nods. “Good thing we only got takeout tonight. I feel lazy doing dishes.”
Jeongguk kisses his cheek. “I know.”
Jimin leans in and presses their lips together in a soft kiss. Jeongguk immediately kisses him back, and Jimin lets out a soft moan. Jeongguk has always been such an amazing kisser, like he knew what he was doing and he knew how to make the kiss worthwhile.
Jimin maneuvers himself to straddle Jeongguk, careful not to break their makeout session. He bends his knees and puts his hands on both of Jeongguk’s shoulders, and Jeongguk’s hands immediately roam over Jimin’s body greedily. Jimin is needy as he kisses Jeongguk, chasing after his lips whenever Jeongguk pulls back for air.
“What was it that you said to me earlier?” Jimin asks breathlessly, carding his fingers through Jeongguk’s soft raven hair. “You’re going to show me how much you missed me, right?”
Jeongguk growls, and Jimin could feel the rumbling of his chest with how close they are. Jeongguk’s kisses move down from Jimin’s jaw to his neck. Jimin’s head falls back as he feels Jeongguk nipping on his pulse point with his teeth. Jeongguk makes sure to put a mark on Jimin before he moves to whisper in Jimin’s ear, his lips brushing against his earlobe. “I will. I missed you so much. I’ll fuck you so good you’ll still feel me inside you when you wake up.”
Jimin whimpers at that. Jeongguk rarely talks like that, he’s mostly sweet and loving in bed. But the rare times such as this one where he has no filter, it turns Jimin on so much.
Jeongguk leans back, dropping them both on the bed with Jimin on top of him. Jimin’s eyes are hazy and filled with lust as he looks at Jeongguk. Jeongguk gently rubs his thumb on Jimin’s cheek before he rolls them, caging Jimin underneath him. Jeongguk straightens up to pull his shirt over his head, carelessly tossing it to the side. Jimin can’t help but let out a dreamy sigh as he stares at his boyfriend above him. Jeongguk’s muscles are well-defined, courtesy of his weekly trips to the gym. Jeongguk must’ve noticed Jimin checking him out because he chuckles, shaking his head in amusement.
“What are you smiling about?” Jimin asks, playfully raising his eyebrow. “You cocky that I’m checking you out?”
“Of course,” Jeongguk answers in a heartbeat, his voice having the same playful tone as Jimin’s. “I did work hard to get into this shape so my very pretty and very hot boyfriend will have eyes only for me.”
Jimin laughs, pinching Jeongguk’s waist. Jeongguk laughs as well, and he proceeds to grab the hem of Jimin’s shirt. Jimin arches his back to help Jeongguk pull his own shirt off of him. Jeongguk leans down to kiss Jimin again deeply, his tongue assertively pushing into Jimin’s mouth. His hand slides down from Jimin’s chest and into his sweatshorts. Jimin’s breath hitches when he feels Jeongguk’s large hand wrapping around his already hard cock.
Jimin doesn’t even have it in him to feel embarrassed for being so needy. He wants Jeongguk to touch him. He wants Jeongguk’s lips latching onto him, marking him. But what he really wants is for Jeongguk to be inside him.
Jeongguk pulls down his boxers, as well as Jimin’s sweatshorts. The both of them didn’t even bother wearing briefs anymore, knowing quite well how the night was going to end up. Once they were both naked, Jimin doesn’t even have time to take a breath when he feels Jeongguk’s mouth on his cock. He lets out a loud moan, his hands scrambling to grip onto Jeongguk’s hair. “J-Jeongguk, I—“
Jeongguk lifts his head to look at Jimin. He swirled his tongue on the head teasingly before he pulls away, grinning. “I told you I’d showed you how much I missed you didn’t I?”
“But I missed you too!” Jimin whines, sounding bratty and childish. “I want to show you how much I missed you too.”
Jeongguk hums. “You’ll have your turn, baby. It’s my turn now. We have all night.”
Jimin shudders at how hot Jeongguk’s sounds, his voice low and seductive, plus the sight of him wrapping his mouth around Jimin’s cock after he said that is really taking a toll on Jimin. Jimin grips onto the bed sheets as he feels Jeongguk’s hot and wet mouth sucking his cock. It feels absolutely good, but Jimin wants more. He doesn’t know how he comes up with the idea of pushing Jeongguk’s buttons.
“Baby,” he calls, trying to suppress his moan. Jeongguk looks up at him under his eyelashes. Jimin gulps before he speaks out. “I-Is that all you got?”
For a moment the bedroom is silent. Jimin feels excited and nervous at the same time when he sees something flash in Jeongguk’s eyes. Jeongguk’s gentle, bambi-like eyes are not innocent and soft as his gaze pierces right through Jimin. He pulls away from Jimin’s cock with a wet pop, and he straightens up, brushing away some of his long strands of hair falling onto his face.
God, he really looks like he came straight out of Jimin’s wet dreams.
“All of a sudden?” Jeongguk lets out a throaty chuckle, his voice a bit hoarse from the blowjob.
“Show me you missed me,” Jimin says, tilting his head. “I don’t feel like you’ve missed me enough.” He pouts.
Jeongguk must be catching on to Jimin’s antics. Because a sexy smirk is plastered on his lips as he throws his head back in amusement, and Jimin could drool at the sight. Jeongguk then grabs onto Jimin’s thick thighs. “Okay, then what should I do that can really show you that I missed you?”
Jimin pretends to think it over. “Hmm, I think you fucking me is the best solution.”
“You just can’t wait, can you?” Jeongguk asks, a playful glint in his eyes. He bends down to kiss Jimin’s inner thighs. He keeps planting kisses upwards, and he suddenly stops when he’s close to Jimin’s cock. He pulls Jimin by his knees, and Jimin lets out a surprised yelp.
Jeongguk grabs the lube of the bedside table, and pops the cap open with his teeth. Jimin has never felt needier than he does now. All he really needs is Jeongguk inside of him. He glances at Jeongguk, who was busy coating his fingers with lube. He drops the lube next to him and spreads Jimin’s leg apart, bending his knees close to his chest. Jeongguk has always been vocal about how sexy Jimin’s flexibility is.
When Jimin feels Jeongguk’s wet fingers prodding into his hole, he quivers. It has been more than a week since the last had sex, thanks to Jimin’s overseas work trip. Jimin’s eyes flutter shut when he feels Jeongguk’s finger slide in. They’ve been together long enough for Jeongguk to know where to move his fingers.
Jeongguk scatters wet kisses on Jimin’s chest as his fingers slide in and out of Jimin. Jimin feels Jeongguk add a second finger, and Jimin lets out a loud, shaky moan. He tries to say something, but he can’t even open his mouth to speak a single word by how good Jeongguk’s fingers are moving inside of him.
Jeongguk’s pace increases, his fingers hitting the right spot inside Jimin. Jimin arches his back, and his mouth opens in a silent scream when he feels Jeongguk’s tongue on his nipple. Jimin could feel the heat coiling in his abdomen, but he doesn’t want to come unless it’s on Jeongguk’s cock.
Jeongguk finally adds the third finger, his pace not slowing down. Jimin could feel the stretch, Jeongguk’s long fingers filling him up. Jeongguk slides his fingers in and out a few more times before he slides them out completely. Jimin clenches onto nothing, and he can’t help but let out a pathetic whimper.
Jeongguk starts pouring a generous amount of lube on his hard cock. He raises an eyebrow when he sees Jimin watching him. He tosses the lube and grabs Jimin’s hips to turn him around. Jimin immediately finds himself on his knees, his head near the window next to their bed. His cheek is pressed on the sheets, and he can feel Jeongguk’s hand on the back of his neck.
“Take it from behind, since you’re so impatient.”
Jimin bites his bottom lip so hard that he could feel blood in his mouth. He feels his dick twitch, and his stomach tighten, just by Jeongguk’s tone and use of words. Jimin has no problem taking it from behind, he’s even enthusiastic about it.
Jimin can feel the tip of Jeongguk’s cock lined up against his hole. Jeongguk traces his fingers on Jimin’s spine, making Jimin shiver. Jeongguk chuckles, gently pinching Jimin’s hips, his sign of asking if Jimin was alright.
“I’m f-fine,” Jimin stutters out, he wiggles his ass right in front of Jeongguk. “Come on, Jeongguk.”
Jeongguk plants a firm slap on Jimin’s ass cheek before he feels Jeongguk pushing inside of him slowly. Jimin squeezes his eyes shut at finally being filled up by Jeongguk’s cock, and he grips onto the sheets, drool dripping from his mouth.
Jimin feels all the air from his lungs getting punched out of him when Jeongguk finally bottoms out. He feels so full that he can’t help but clench around on Jeongguk’s cock. Jeongguk grunts, but he waits for Jimin to adjust. The room is quiet, except for both their heavy breathing.
Jimin lets out a loud moan when Jeongguk starts moving without making a noise. He pulls out completely before sliding back in in one deep thrust. Jimin could feel himself rocking as Jeongguk rams his cock into him.
“More,” he slurs out, and he could feel his cheek that’s pressed on the sheets getting numb, but Jimin doesn’t even care.
“Jeongguk!” Jimin yells, his voice shaky and slightly muffled as half his head is pressed on the bed. One of Jeongguk’s hands has an iron grip on Jimin’s waist, while his other hand glides on Jimin’s back.
Jimin’s mind is blank as he feels his stomach tightening, and Jeongguk’s pace is growing faster and harder.
“Jeongguk, nnghh!” Jimin tries lifting his head, and he sees himself on the reflection from the window just in front of him. “I-I”m, I’m so close!”
Jeongguk grunts, going hard and fast. He circles his shoulders, his muscles flexing as he watches Jimin’s body rocking as he slams into him. Jeongguk feels the heat coiling in his abdomen, he’s close as well. He might as well come with Jimin.
Jeongguk, too busy trying to chase his own orgasm, makes one particular hard thrust. He pauses when he hears glass breaking.
Jimin, on the other hand, doesn’t know what happened. His mind is still hazy with pleasure and the fact that he’s about to come, but he comes to his senses when he sees the street below him, his head sticking out of their fucking window.
His eyes widens. Why the fuck is my head sticking out the window?!
Jeongguk lets out a strangled sound, quickly pulling out of Jimin and pulling Jimin by his waist. He takes them away from the now broken window, making sure there were no glass shards near them. Jimin’s eyes are wide as he tries processing what just happened, and his head hurts like a bitch.
“Hyung!” Jeongguk practically yells, quickly checking Jimin’s head. When he tries to touch it, Jimin quickly swats his hand away. “No don’t!”
“What, what? Does it hurt? Oh god are you having a concussion? Stay awake hyung! Oh my god I’m so sorry I should call an ambulance—“
Even though Jimin is practically in pain, he sits up and cups Jeongguk’s cheeks. “Calm down! I’m not even passing out!”
“But you’re hurt! What if a piece of glass poked through your head?”
“Will you please calm down? My head isn’t even bleeding—“
Jeongguk looks at the top of Jimin’s head. “What the fuck do you mean it’s not? Yes it is!”
Jeongguk gets up from the bed and rushes out of the bedroom. Jimin stays in their bed, and he shivers when some of the cold wind of the night enters their room from the window. He winces when he feels a sting on the crown of his head. His head does hurt, but it’s starting to fade. It must’ve hurt from the impact.
Jeongguk comes back with an ice pack. He sits next to Jimin on the bed and gently puts the cold compress on Jimin’s head. Jimin flinches from the coldness, but then he relaxes almost easily when he feels it somehow relieving the pain.
They’re both stark naked, and Jeongguk looks like he doesn’t even care that he didn’t get to come. Jimin, on the other hand, looks irritated about it. Not only did his damn head go through the window breaking the thin glass, but he was so close to coming. He was being fucked so good.
“Let’s go to the hospital.” Jeongguk says suddenly, getting up the bed and quickly getting dressed. Jimin holds on to the cold compress on his head a few more moments before he brings it down. He looks at Jeongguk and sees his boyfriend almost finished getting dressed.
Jimin gets up from their bed and gets dressed as well. Jeongguk looks like he’s panicking so much. He walks over to Jimin as soon as Jimin is dressed and takes his wrist. He pulls Jimin out of their apartment and Jimin sees that there’s already an Uber waiting for them.
“Do you feel dizzy? Sleepy? Hurt?” Jeongguk asks as they’re on their way to the hospital.
“I feel dizzy by watching you panic,” Jimin deadpans.
Jeongguk wasn’t having any of it. He grabs Jimin’s shoulders. “Did any glass shards fall onto your face? Let me see.”
Jeongguk grabs his chin with his one hand, trying to get a good look at his face. Jimin could feel Jeongguk’s slightly tight grip on his chin as he tried lifting and turning Jimin’s head. Jimin starts feeling turned on, and he internally groans. This is what happens when he doesn’t get to finish, which almost never happens. They’re on their way to the hospital because his head literally got slammed onto the window, but he feels hornier rather than in pain.
Jeongguk really went all out earlier. Jimin could still feel how tight Jeongguk’s grip onto his hips were as he slammed into Jimin. He really was showing Jimin how much he missed him, and god did Jimin like it so much. Jeongguk rarely went as hard as that whenever they have sex, so it was like Jimin seeing a stairway to heaven. He didn’t know it would be that good.
“Hyung? Can you hear me?”
Jimin gets reeled out of his thoughts, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. He blinks at Jeongguk. “A-ah, I’m fine Jeongguk, really. We’re on our way to the hospital anyway.”
Jeongguk sighs, looking guilty. He gently presses their foreheads together. “I’m sorry hyung. I shouldn’t have lost my control like that, I must’ve been going too hard—“
No way was Jimin going to hear it when he’s been practically daydreaming about it. “No! I don’t want to hear it. It’s not your fault. And I teased you so much for that to happen.”
“Still, I shouldn’t have gone hard like that. This wouldn’t have happened—“
“I liked it!” Jimin practically yells out loud. “So don’t. Apologize, I mean.”
Jeongguk’s forehead creases. “You liked your head slamming through the damn window?”
Jimin glares at him. “Obviously not. I meant you going hard on me.”
Before Jeongguk could say anything, they heard the Uber driver clearing his throat. “Uhm, we’re here.” he says uncomfortably, obviously eavesdropping on their conversation and catching a whiff on what they were on about.
Jeongguk hands over the fare to the driver silently and they head into the emergency room of the hospital. The nurses at the counter raise their eyebrows. “May we help yo—“
“Please check on him,” Jeongguk says, grabbing Jimin’s shoulder. “He hit his head on a window.”
Jimin winces at how awkward that sounds. The nurses must be judging him so badly.
“Okay...” one of the nurses stood up, pushing her eyeglasses up the bridge of her nose. “Please have a seat.” she gestures on the empty hospital beds.
Jimin sits on the hospital bed, and Jeongguk stands next to him, his arms folded against his chest as he taps his foot on the floor.
The nurse checks on Jimin’s vital signs as they wait for the doctor on-call to arrive. Jeongguk keeps peeking on Jimin’s vital sign results and he looks really panicky and worried that the nurse had to make him take some steps back.
“Your pulse rate and blood pressure are normal,” the nurse announces. “But the top of your head is bleeding, which is alarming. Did you hit your head that hard?”
Jimin blinks. “I feel fine, though I had a slight headache earlier. I don’t think I hit it that hard.”
The nurse nods, writing it down on her clipboard. She then excuses herself for a moment, and Jeongguk glares at him. “You don’t think you hit your head that hard ? The glass literally shattered and your head went through the window.”
“Shut up before anyone hears you.”
When the doctor finally arrives, he checks on Jimin’s vital signs that the nurse had listed down. “Hmm, where exactly did you hit your head?”
Technically it was the whole crown of his head, but he points at a specific area where he felt slight pain earlier and where the bleeding seems to be at. Jimin bows down a bit so the doctor could check on the area he was referring to.
“Fortunately your vital signs are normal, but we should still conduct a cranial CT scan to see if this bleeding is caused by a closed head or opened head injury.”
Jimin doesn’t feel like it's necessary. He was more worried about the pieces of broken glass harming him rather than hitting his head, but thankfully he didn’t get harmed. He thinks that the window glass might’ve just been thin so it broke easily. But he glances at Jeongguk who is attentively listening to the doctor with a worried expression on his face, so he agrees on a CT scan for Jeongguk’s peace of mind. His boyfriend still seems to think that this is his fault.
Jimn is immediately brought to the radiology department for the CT scan. Since it was almost twelve midnight, there were no appointments prior to him. Jeongguk waits outside while Jimin gets ready for a CT scan.
As he lies on the narrow table in a hospital gown, Jimin stares at the light above him. This was definitely not the way he imagined his night would go. He envisioned his night with him and Jeongguk having sex until the sun rises, and then they’d sleep sated and wrapped in each other’s arms.
But here Jimin was in a hospital, lying on the table about to have his brain checked out.
“Are you all good, sir? Shall we start?”
“Sure,” Jimin mumbles. He’s a bit nervous, but he doesn’t show it. It’s his first time undergoing a cranial CT scan, and he can’t believe the reason behind him having to do this is because his boyfriend fucked him so good. What if he does get brain injury? Brain injury from a good fuck? Oh, that’s an embarrassing story to tell everyone when they visit Jimin in the hospital. Yes, that’s his concern.
After a dozen minutes, the procedure was finally over. Jimin gets up from the table, a bit dizzy from his head being stuck in a scanner. When he leaves the room, Jeongguk immediately springs up from his seat and approaches Jimin. “How did it go? What were the results?”
“We won’t know ‘till after a few hours,” Jimin says, yawning. “They’ll immediately hand over the results to the doctor in charge.”
“Okay, we’ll wait for it then.” Jeongguk says, sitting back down on the chairs. “Does your head still hurt?”
“Only a little bit.” He mumbles, sitting next to Jeongguk. He honestly feels fine, and now all he wants to do is plop down on their bed and sleep. Jeongguk holds onto Jimin’s head and gently guides it onto his shoulder. “Get some shut eye.”
“Hmm?”
Jeongguk places a soft kiss on his head. “You must be tired.”
Jimin can’t help but smile. “Hmm, what do you know? I suddenly feel better. Maybe a kiss from you was all I needed afterall.”
Jimin hears him chuckle, finally a bit relaxed and less panicky.
Jimin doesn’t even notice he falls asleep next to Jeongguk. The next thing he knows, Jeongguk is gently tapping his thigh to wake him up. Jimin, a little disoriented, lifts his head from Jeongguk’s shoulder and looks around. “Huh?”
“Ah Jimin-ssi, you’re awake.”
Jimin immediately sits straight when he sees the doctor standing in front of them. The doctor chuckles, glancing at the paper he was holding. “I got your results from the cranial CT scan. Fortunately there are no abnormal sightings and no serious injuries detected internally. But it did cause a closed head injury, explaining why your head was slightly bleeding. It’d be better if we wrap it up with some bandages to avoid it from bleeding further.”
After Jimin gets his head wrapped up with bandages, he looks at himself in the mirror, frowning. His friends and workmates are definitely going to ask him what happened, and it’ll be a cold day in hell before Jimin tells them the real reason.
“Thank you so much doctor-nim,” Jeongguk says, shaking the doctor’s hand.
“No problem. It’s good that you decided to have your head checked out,” the doctor says to Jimin, putting the papers in a manila folder and handing it to him. “You hit your head on the window right?”
“Yes, and the window broke so I was worried for him.” Jeongguk answers instead.
Jimin subtly pinches Jeongguk’s arm. The doctor definitely didn’t need to know that. Not that he would know what they were doing that caused the window to break, but it’s still embarrassing hearing it.
The doctor’s eyes widens. “Oh. Well, thank God nothing serious happened to you Jimin-ssi. The injury will heal in a few weeks, just remember to change your bandages every two to three days, and applying cold compress will help as well.”
When they step out of the hospital, Jimin let’s out the loudest groan as he stretches. The sun is already rising, turning the sky into a beautiful yellow-orange hue, and the streets are starting to become a bit busier; it’s already morning.
“This was not how I imagined spending our night together after being away for so long.” Jimin says.
“Me too,” Jeongguk says, he sounds tired. “I wanted to take you out on a romantic date the next day, which is today, but I guess I spent all my budget on the hospital bill.” He scratches the back of his neck.
Jimin’s expression softens. He turns to Jeongguk, putting his hand on his boyfriend’s cheek. “Why don’t we have breakfast instead? My treat.”
Jeongguk smiles, leaning onto Jimin’s touch. “Okay. And then we go home and sleep all day.”
“Agreed.”
Jimin has a straight face on as he watches Taehyung let out a voiceless laugh, clutching onto his stomach as if the situation is the funniest thing he’s ever seen on earth. Jeongguk is standing next to Jimin, looking irritated.
“You broke the wi—the window!” Taehyung barks out between his laughter. “While having sex! I can’t believe this!”
Jeongguk and Jimin had just finished changing the sheets and making sure that they'd cleaned up all the broken glass before they plop down on their bed and sleep the whole day. They covered the window with acetate for the time being, and they’ve showered and changed into comfortable clothes getting ready to sleep, when Taehyung barges in their home.
Taehyung almost goes into cardiac arrest when he sees the bandage wrapped around Jimin’s head. In the end Jimin didn’t think of a lie fast enough, so he tells Taehyung the truth, and now he’s been laughing for a good five minutes. He then calms down, his laughter slowly dying as he wipes his tears from the corner of his eye. “Okay… okay phew, I think I’m done.”
“Finally.” Jeongguk mutters irritably.
“Wow Jeongguk-ah. I didn’t know you had it in you. You could say you fucked Jimin’s brains out!” Taehyung bursts into another fit of laughter.
Jeongguk obviously doesn’t find it funny. “Really hyung?”
Jimin sighs, grabbing Taehyung’s shoulder. “Tae, you know I love you, but we both just really want to get some sleep. Please?”
Taehyung stops laughing, but he still has a teasing smile on his lips. “Alright fine, but just know I won’t be letting this go. I’m going to tease you both until I die.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Jimin starts dragging Taehyung towards the door. “I’ll text you later. Go have a date with your fuck buddy slash roommate that you’re in love with but scared to admit it.”
Taehyung gasps in horror, but Jimin already closed the door on him. He lazily walks back to their bedroom and sees Jeongguk examining the broken window.
“What is it?” Jimin asks, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“How do we tell our landlord about this?”
Jimin groans. He totally forgot about that. “Let’s just make up whatever excuse and pay for it.”
Jimin lays on their bed. Jeongguk lays next to him, and Jimin immediately draps his arm and leg onto his boyfriend. Jeongguk plants a gentle kiss on Jimin’s forehead and closes his eyes.
“Jeongguk, I’ve been thinking…”
Jeongguk opens one eye and looks at Jimin. “What?”
“Maybe this was a sign.”
“A sign for what? That we should stick to vanilla sex?”
Jimin frowns and slaps Jeongguk’s chest. “Absolutely not!”
Jeongguk laughs. “Then what?”
“That maybe we should move out.”
Jeongguk is suddenly wide awake. He turns his body to face Jimin. “Really?”
Jimin shrugs. “Yeah. We both have jobs that pay well, and although we’ve had good memories being in this cramped apartment, maybe it’s time we move to a better one. You know, in an apartment complex with a pool we can relax in, and a gym you can visit so you don’t have to take trips to the gym anymore.”
Jeongguk hums. “Hmm, and somewhere near our jobs is nice.”
“Yeah,” Jimin answers, smiling. “So what do you say?”
“I think it’s a good idea,” Jeongguk says. “I’d prefer a bedroom with no window near the bed so this doesn’t happen again.”
Jimin giggles loudly. “Yeah. But how about a mirror?”
Jeongguk rolls his eyes. “So you’re into that huh…”
“I’m just messing with you,” Jimin laughs. “But I’m into anything as long as it’s with you.”
Jeongguk grins at that, pulling Jimin closer. “Alright then, it’s settled. We’re moving out.”
Jimin likes the sounds of that. He snuggles closer to Jeongguk, closing his eyes in an attempt to finally fall asleep.
Maybe something good came out of this after all.