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“God, these are great. Hyung, why can’t we make TikToks like this?”
“Uh, truthfully? I wouldn’t even know where to start, Jungkook-ah,” Namjoon shrugs helplessly, unable to stop smiling at his hoobaes on the maknae’s screen. They were funny, Namjoon agreed. After the third loop of the same video, Jungkook sighs dramatically, collapsing into his leader’s lap. Namjoon moves his book to account for his youngest boyfriend’s actions, eyes going back to the page now that a phone screen wasn’t pressed insistently into his line of sight.
“I love you all, but please know you’re all killing my reputation with these old man ideas. I’ve seen ARMY’s comments,” Jungkook pouts, voice hiding a hint of a whine. He was teasing. Mostly.
Namjoon snorts, lowering his book again so that he can look at Jungkook properly, eyebrow piercing winking at him. “You realize you can ask them for ideas, right? It’s not like the group chat doesn’t exist for a reason. Well, that, and to promote inner company teamwork and bonding, I guess.”
Jungkook sits up a little at the idea, pierced brow raising in question. “You think so?” Namjoon nods with a smile. “Also, I thought the group chat was created because Hobi hyung is trying to adopt Hueningkai?”
And as Namjoon laughs loudly at the concept of their boyfriend trying to, not so discreetly, adopt the company’s maknae, Jungkook begins plotting. Because Namjoon was right. The group chat was created to allow them to bond with their juniors. And Jungkook planned to do exactly that.
It was pure luck that Jungkook ran into Yeonjun in the dance studio, he swears. He definitely didn’t chicken out and not get around to texting any of Tomorrow X Together’s members and instead chose to ambu- run into one of them in the company building. He definitely didn’t check to see if Yeonjun had booked his favorite studio because he found the eldest easy to talk to once in the same room with him. Nope. Jungkook didn’t do any of that. It was purely by coincidence. All of it. Including walking into the booked studio like he had no clue someone was already there… Definitely a mistake anyone could make. Especially Jungkook.
“Hyung!” Choi Yeonjun called when he caught Jungkook’s eye in the mirror, the older man having the decency to look embarrassed, especially when Yeonjun paused mid-choreo. He had an excited grin on his lips as Jungkook gave him an awkward wave.
Only once the music was paused did Jungkook actually reply, rubbing the back of his neck, “Hey, uh, sorry to interrupt. I didn’t realize anyone was using this studio.” A lie. An obvious lie at that. But Yeonjun didn’t call him on it. Didn’t even question his sunbae.
With a nod and a pretty smile, Yeonjun says, “Yeah, but I’m nearly done if you want to use it! I was just-”
Jungkook’s eyes widened, waving his hands in protest. “No! No, no need. It’s fine. I was just going to- blow off some steam?” he finishes a bit awkwardly. Jungkook inwardly cringes, wondering when he had had such trouble talking to his hoobae.
Yeonjun’s smile grows, eyes twinkling a bit, and Jungkook realizes there’s something different about him since the last time they had spoken. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but the older idol definitely knew something was… different. “Blowing off steam is always a good thing, hyung. Just give me a sec and I’ll clear out, okay?” Jungkook nods dumbly, forgetting the point of this ‘accidental’ run in. He steps back towards the door, but Yeonjun’s voice stops him. “Actually, it’s a good thing you’re here, hyung. Maybe you can give me your opinion on a-”
His words are cut off immediately as the door behind Jungkook opens, a new voice joining the fray. “Hyung, they didn’t have those exact noodles you wanted, but I got you-” Soobin’s voice cuts off as he looks up to see they’re not alone. “Oh, Jungkook-ssi! Sorry, I didn’t know you were here,” Soobin apologizes, giving a slight bow.
Jungkook shakes his head, not wanting an apology from the young leader who towered over him. “No worries. Also, I told you that you can call me-”
“Hyung,” Soobin finishes, smiling cutely so that his dimples appear. They remind Jungkook so much of his boyfriend’s that he’s tempted to reach out and poke one, but he behaves himself. “I know. Sorry, hyung. It’s something I have to get used to.”
Jungkook nods in understanding, giving the youngest a smile. “Don’t apologize. For any of it,” he looks back at Yeonjun as he says it. “I didn’t mean to-”
“We’re glad you’re here, hyung,” the rapper says sweetly, moving closely with a glint in his eye. There was something mischievous about it. It reminded Jungkook of himself, actually, but again- there was something… different about it. Jungkook was starting to understand why MOA considered Yeonjun a fox amongst his members. Resemblance aside, he seemed to really this impishness about him. Like somehow instead of this being a part of Jungkook’s plan, running into them in the dance studio, maybe it was all part of Yeonjun’s… Which was crazy. Right? What would Choi Yeonjun want from him?
Looking between the pair, noticing the sharp look Soobin casts Yeonjun’s way, Jungkook can’t quite help himself from swallowing with a newfound nervousness. Again, he had no idea why he was so nervous… The junior group had never been anything, but sweet and shy with them. Kind. Innocent. Young. Well, younger. But- Yeonjun has been around for awhile. Jungkook had known of him almost the entire time the rapper had been a trainee. And once they had debuted, Jungkook made sure the younger guys knew he was around for whatever they may need. Advice, or whatever. He tried to be a good sunbae, a good hyung, afterall. So, being nervous around them? It had pretty much dissipated, aside from the occasional anxiety that was attached with being a good hyung, Jungkook guesses. His boyfriends, all having far more practice being good hyungs, had assured him that was normal. But this- this wasn’t that.
“Y-you are?” he stutters a little, before clearing his throat. Jungkook should have brought some water or something. “Why?” Jungkook manages, breaking eye contact with Yeonjun to look at Soobin. Somehow, that seemed less stressful.
Soobin just smiles at him cutely, hands fidgeting with the small bag of groceries, looking down at his sneakers, as he lets Yeonjun do the talking. That- did not make Jungkook feel better. Still, he looks back at the ever popular Yeonjun, unable to help himself from admiring the young idol whose star had rose quickly. Jungkook wasn’t going to pretend like he didn’t get it. He feels like they had all known Yeonjun had something before debut, Taehyung especially. They were just as excited when TXT debuted as the members themselves were.
Yeonjun grins again. Devilishly pretty, Jungkook can’t help but mentally note. The rapper nods, black hair falling into his eyes. “Yep! My boyfriend and I were talking and-”
TXT’s leader scowls, again cutely (Jungkook was beginning to think Soobin was incapable of being anything but… Had he always been this cute?), swinging the plastic bag at Yeonjun making the rapper/dancer laugh. “Stop calling me that. I told you-”
Yeonjun cuts the taller boy off, waving his hand nonchalantly, ignoring Jungkook’s wide eyes. “It’s Jungkook hyung. He won’t judge us, Soobinie.” Yeonjun looks at Jungkook then, as if to prove his point, earning a slow shake of the head from the oldest idol. Boyfriends? He guesses he owed Jimin some money… “See? Told you,” Yeonjun tells Soobin, moving closer to his leader and wrapping an arm around his neck, nuzzling his cheek teasingly and making the dimples return.
“Never agreed to be your boyfriend, though,” Soobin grumbles, ears going red, but not bothering to move away from Yeonjun’s adoring hold.
“Soon enough,” Yeonjun comments, like it’s no big deal, and once again, Jungkook is reminded of Jimin and Taehyung’s bond. His boyfriends have always been gross (cute) like this. He can’t help but smile at them. “Anyway, Jungkook hyung, we’ve been talking-”
“ You’ve been talking,” Soobin corrects again, earning a slap to the butt in retaliation. It makes Jungkook turn his head, biting his lip to stifle his laugh as he crosses his arms across his chest, hearing a light smack as Soobin escapes his not-yet-boyfriend’s grasp. Jungkook turns back to watch as Soobin moves closer to the mirrored wall, trying to pretend like he’s not watching them as he sets the grocery bag down.
When Jungkook turns back to look at Yeonjun, though, he wasn’t quite- Well, he wasn’t expecting how absolutely blatant Yeonjun was in his own staring. At Jungkook’s arms, namely. And his chest. All very appreciatively, at that. Jungkook feels his own ears go red. But- well, Jungkook has become quite- proud of how he looks. So, he can’t help but enjoy the attention, unabashed as it is. And if his arms flex a bit, well… That’s just natural, of course.
Yeonjun bites into his plump bottom lip, seeming to have lost all focus, and for the first time since he’s walked into the studio, Jungkook feels like he has the upper hand. Smirking, he tries to regain Yeonjun’s attention. “Actually, it’s great I ran into you guys,” Jungkook manages to say confidently.
“It is?” Yeonjun asks in surprise, just barely managing to lift his eyes before Jungkook flexes discreetly once more. He feels a sick twist of pleasure at seeing the younger swallow nervously this time. Distantly, he can’t help but think that it was great his boyfriends weren’t around for this. They’d tease him mercilessly. For the whole scene. (Even though they’ve all been in Yeonjun’s place once or twice…)
Jungkook hums, catching Soobin’s eye in the mirror, the leader wide eyed as well. His smirk grows into a grin, dropping his arms only to lift his hands and brush them through his own black hair. Yeonjun’s mouth drops open, staring at Jungkook’s sleeve hungrily. “I wanted to compliment you guys. On your tiktok content, you know? It’s funny stuff. Kinda makes me jealous.”
Soobin turns around to look at him, eyebrows furrowed. “Jealous, Jungkook-ss- hyung?” he corrects. “Why?”
Jungkook gives up on the whole act to sigh wearily, head facing the ceiling full of lights, “I love them, I do, but-”
“Their ideas are wack,” Yeonjun fills in, clearly not meaning to say it out loud if the way his eyes widen and mouth drops open is anything to go by. “Oh God, hyung, I- Fuck-”
A groan escapes Soobin, exasperated at his fellow member, “You really have to learn to shut up, hyung.”
Jungkook can’t help but cackle, clapping gleefully as he throws his head back. It seems to calm the younger guys, making them smile. Jungkook wipes at his eyes, shaking his head, “No, it’s true,” he agrees with Yeonjun. “They don’t know what to do with it. And I think I’ve spent too much time sucking the souls out of old men, so apparently, I don’t know what to do anymore either. Which is why I’m here,” Jungkook shrugs.
Mouths open, shocked by Jungkook’s own confession, which makes the oldest cackle again, the younger men exchange a look before looking at him again, blinking slowly. Eventually, Yeonjun manages to hold up a finger, closing his eyes and tilting his head, “Just to clarify,” he starts weakly, “You’re here to- Make TikTok videos with us?”
Jungkook shrugs, smiling, “Or to get tips, whatever.”
Soobin looks at him for a long moment before exchanging another look with Yeonjun. “Yeah, he’s talking about TikTok.”
The rapper pouts a little, closing his eyes again, crossing his own arms, before looking back at Soobin. “It would be too close to that dream I had, otherwise,” he sighs.
Jungkook’s brow furrows in confusion as Soobin scoffs, swatting at Yeonjun’s arm. “I told you that dream was bullshit, hyung. There’s no way.”
Yeonjun presses his pointer finger to Soobin’s lips, “Shhh. I don’t need it completely ruined.” Dropping his hand, he turns to look at an ever confused Jungkook, squinting his eyes a little. “Just to clarify, these ‘old men’ you’re referring to? Your members?” Jungkook nods. “All of them?” Jungkook nods again, slower this time, unsure of where this was going. “HA! Taehyun owes me ₩60,000.”
“Is that really important right now?” Soobin sighs, frowning. Jungkook doesn’t know why, but he suddenly seems very disappointed. “Anyway, we can help you come up with something, Jungkook hyung,” the bunny leader smiles at him, but Jungkook is a little sad it doesn’t seem to- He hates that it suddenly feels like Soobin doesn’t seem as happy as he did before. Even when chastising Yeonjun, he still seemed like he was in a good mood. Light. Jungkook could tell there was something wrong.
Yeonjun turns around, heading back to the mirror, “Might as well get something out of this,” he mumbles. And it kind of- stings a bit. Jungkook didn’t want them to feel like they had to help him. Not because he was their hyung, or their sunbae. He thought this was something that they could all enjoy…
“Uh,” he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, frowning at the floor. Typically, he would do everything he could to escape situations like this. Outside of his relationship (and sometimes even there), Jungkook wasn’t big on confrontation, preferring to keep his hurt feelings to himself. But- Well, he was the hyung in this situation. And it was clear that Soobin and Yeonjun weren’t entirely- enthusiastic about the idea of making videos with him. So, Jungkook decided to lift his head and suck it up. (He could always pout later, after all. Not like he didn’t have six boyfriends who wouldn’t hesitate to baby him if the mood called for it.) “Look, no pressure. It was just- an idea. If it’s not something you guys want to do, then I won’t force you to-”
Yeonjun and Soobin’s heads whipped up in sync, exchanging a look like a rehearsed act, before looking at Jungkook with big eyes, waving their hands to stop him. Apologies started to spill from their lips in earnest. “Hyung, no! It’s not-” “We didn’t mean-” “Please understand!” “We’re so sorry!”
Jungkook’s brows furrowed further, holding a hand up, hoping to stop them. Fortunately, it worked. Eyes big and apologetic, both guys back in front of him, Jungkook asks, “Slow down, please? What’s-”
Yeonjun interrupts, clearly unable to help himself, “Hyung, we want to apologize. It’s not that we don’t want to help you with- Actually, it sounds like fun,” his pout becomes more and more pronounced and Jungkook finds it adorable.
“What hyung is trying to say,” Soobin speaks up, catching Jungkook’s attention, “We would love to help you with a video or ideas or whatever, really. We’re sorry that it may have seemed like we didn’t.” Yeonjun nods.
Jungkook sighs, still feeling a bit embarrassed by the whole thing. “Look, just because you’re my dongsaengs, hoobaes, you don’t have to- make excuses. I know there’s some pressure being in a group at the same company as us,” Jungkook grimaces at the explanation, feeling a bit pompous for even mentioning it, “But seriously, we would never want you guys to feel like you have to say yes to anything my members or I ask of you.”
“Hyung, I swear,” Soobin starts shaking his head, eyes pleading almost. “It’s not-”
“We weren’t upset about you wanting to make videos with us. We were upset that’s all you wanted to do,” Yeonjun blurts out, covering his mouth as Soobin glares at him.
And once again, Jungkook was very confused. Trying to figure it out, he scratches the side of his face, throwing out offers easily. “I mean, we can always work on music together, or choreo, or-”
“I think Taehyunie would literally murder us if you work on music with us first…” Yeonjun mumbles. Soobin doesn’t even protest this time. Just nods in agreement, disturbingly serious. It makes Jungkook smile a little. “Though, please know those are like- dreams of ours, too. I mean, yeah, we want to make our own way, but- You guys are-” Yeonjun mimes an explosion against the sides of his head and it makes Soobin snicker.
“So eloquent, hyung,” he teases, elbowing Yeonjun as he shrugs, unashamed. Jungkook just nods, smiling at the compliment.
“Believe it or not, we want to do a family project too. We’re MOA too,” Jungkook smiles at their reddening faces. “But yeah, if like- you said something about choreo? I can try to help? Unless, I mean, I can always call Hoseokie hyung or Jimin hyung? Whatever,” he shrugs, already going to pull out his phone. He kind of hoped they didn’t want him to call Jimin, actually, because he had ‘plans’ to torture Yoongi all day and threatened Jungkook to not disturb him… Which Jungkook was going to do anyway, but he planned on doing it in person, not like this… Still, if they wanted him to, Jungkook would. Anything to help Yeonjun and Soobin. (Okay, so he was fond. Sue him.)
Soobin puts a hand over his phone, making the older man lower it, to look up at him. The young leader smiles at him brightly. “We’ll only need your phone to make TikTok videos, hyung.”
Jungkook smiles at him, but his attention is pulled back to Yeonjun when the rapper comments, “Yeah, please, don’t call your boyfriends.”
And there’s something about the way he says it. Jungkook tilts his head a little, regarding him. Testing the waters, trying to figure out the issue, Jungkook teases, “What? You think you’re the only one allowed to date your members, Yeonjunie?” It’s a little sharp probably, but Jungkook had to know if there was a judgement being passed by the younger.
“We’re not dating,” Soobin mumbles, crossing his own arms.
“You’re going to start giving me a complex,” Yeonjun takes the time to say to Soobin before turning back to Jungkook and shaking his head, waving his hands in an apologetic manner once more. “And hyung, of course not! I think it’s great! I’m really rooting for you guys!” He turns his hand around and closes his fist in a ‘fighting’ gesture. “It’s just-”
“What?” Jungkook’s eyes narrow, getting a little agitated. Maybe this was a bad idea…
“You and your big mouth,” Soobin sighs, shoving Yeonjun again. “Hyung-” he directs at Jungkook, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“We were hoping you were single, that’s all!” Yeonjun blurts out, seeing how frustrated Jungkook was becoming. He slaps his hand over his mouth once more. Dropping it slowly, he looks over at Soobin. “Kissing usually shuts me up and yet, you still refuse to do it.” It earns him an eyeroll, which even Jungkook agrees with.
Instead, he repeats himself, tone one of confusion rather than frustration, however. “What? Why?”
And okay, Jungkook’s not an idiot. He can do the math here. But still, this whole thing was so unexpected. Almost like a- dream… Either way, he needed answers. Confirmation that he was understanding correctly.
Throwing his head back to stare at the ceiling, Soobin sighs. Rolling his head on his neck, he gives Yeonjun a long, weary look. “One day, you’ll listen to me,” he chides his hyung before facing Jungkook again. “Yeonjun was hoping you’d want to- ‘teach us a thing or two,’ ” Soobin tries to explain. “Not us teach you how to use TikTok properly,” he says, before clarifying, “Not that we mind.”
“First of all, WE want that. I’m just more- vocal. In general,” Yeonjun adds, another nonchalant shrug following. He turns to look at Jungkook once again, “So, yeah, we’re happy for you, hyung, but we’d be lying if we didn’t have- Uh, selfish motivations- for wishing you were single. That’s all.” Yeonjun’s face was a vibrant red by the time he finished, eyes lowered once again.
Jungkook’s brain felt like it was on fire, or short circuiting, at the very least. Were they saying-
“Yes, we’re saying we want you to fuck us,” Soobing gets straight to the point, letting Jungkook know his question had been spoken aloud. “Yeonjun thought his fantasy had come true when you walked through that door.”
Jungkook’s mouth drops open for a moment, before shutting it soundly. He’s halfway tempted to look around for hidden cameras, but he knows there’s no way this would be anything they could use for promotions. Looking between the two gorgeous men, Jungkook would be lying if he said he hadn’t been curious. Between watching their performances, speaking with them, Jungkook has long since noticed how attractive the eldest members of TXT are. But still- he had never thought-
“Look, hyung, this is kind of embarrassing and we can just forg-” Yeonjun starts, but Jungkook holds up a finger.
Pulling his phone back up to his face, he sends a quick text to the group chat he’s often known for ignoring. He gets quick replies, and a few requests, which he’s not at all surprised by, making him snort as he pockets his phone. “The hyungs are okay with it,” he shrugs. “So, when you say ‘teach you a few things…’”
Yeonjun is the one who holds up a hand this time, “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait. Did you just- text the rest of BTS sunbaenims and ask them if you could- and they said yes?!”
“I have to ask my partners, Yeonjunie,” Jungkook says teasingly, shaking his head, unable to stop himself from smirking at their shocked faces. It’s adorable how unprepared they were for him to say yes. Yeonjun reaches out and pinches Soobin on the ass, earning a hearty slap to the chest. Jungkook can’t help but cackle.
“You’re supposed to pinch yourself to check if you’re dreaming, not me, idiot!” Soobin scowls, whining as he rubs his left cheek to soothe it. Yeonjun shrugs.
“I figured you’d never feel pain in my dreams, so it made sense to me.”
And Jungkook sees it. The soft look that Soobin gives his not-yet-boyfriend, and it reminds him of how he looks at the six men who had stolen his heart. It makes him smile.
Yeonjun is still staring at Jungkook though. Like he still can’t believe it. “Hyung, are you serious though? They said yes? You’re saying yes?”
Jungkook nods, smirking at the younger man. He walks forward, decides to get right up in Yeonjun’s space. Jungkook bites his bottom lip to stifle his laugh at the cute, wide eyed stare he gets, but the way Yeonjun’s eyes flicker down at the movement? Jungkook has a feeling it’s coming off sexier than he intended, which works great for him. “Providing I give them details, yeah. They’re very open minded that way.”
“Details?” Yeonjun swallows a bit harshly.
Jungkook hums, nodding again, lifting a finger to softly caress the rapper’s sharp jaw. “So, you better impress me, Yeonjunie. Think you can do that for hyung?”
Yeonjun looks over at Soobin, like he’s suddenly ill-prepared and scared shitless at the thought of disappointing Jungkook. It shouldn’t send a thrill through the older idol like it does.
Soobin speaks up then, earning Jungkook’s attention, “You’ll be impressed, hyung. He’s good at everything, just like MOA think he is.”
Jungkook notes the smirk on Soobin’s face and points at him, “Why do I feel like you’re the one I need to watch out for? It’s always the sweet ones.”
Soobin shrugs lightly, but his smirk doesn’t disappear, even as his ears go red. “It’s because he’s not that sweet,” Yeonjun stage whispers. “Tastes sweet, though,” he comments nonchalantly in his regular voice, like he’s talking about the weather. Soobin swats at him again, and Yeonjun just takes it, making sure to pucker his lips at the youngest and blow an air kiss. Then he looks back at Jungkook, rocking back and forth on his feet. “Sooo… should we start or?”
Jungkook throws his head back in a loud laugh at the eagerness. Shaking his head, he looks back at Yeonjun, asking, “You think we’re doing it here? Right now? You have an exhibitionism kink I need to know about?” he teases.
“No, that’s Soobin,” Yeonjun replies easily enough, but his cheeks are red. It intrigues Jungkook further.
“Okay, you’re definitely the exhibitionist in this relationship,” Soobin corrects, brows raised. “Can’t believe you’d say that with a straight face.”
“Nothing about me is straight, especially my face,” Yeonjun says, holding up a finger like he’s teaching a lesson. Then he looks at Jungkook again, holding that same hand to the side of his mouth, another faux whisper escaping plump lips. “He likes to watch more, technically. Very kinky, our Soobinie.”
“I hate you,” Soobin sighs, looking at Jungkook like he needs all the help he can get. “He’s a brat, hyung.”
And that- That gets Jungkook thinking about even more possibilities, but he laughs lightly and shakes his head at their antics. Later. He’ll address all of this later.
“Kinks aside,” he starts, gaining their undivided attention, “We can’t do it here.” He sees Yeonjun begin to pout heavily and it makes him giggle. Directing his question to the rapper, he asks, “Do you have supplies with you? Lube? Condoms? Anything?” Yeonjun seems to think about it, but then he looks at Soobin curiously.
Soobin raises his brows, “You’re the one who’s always horny? Why would I have it if you don’t?”
“To meet my needs,” Yeonjun says in a ‘duh’ voice.
Getting them back on track, Jungkook interjects, “See? No supplies. I don’t have anything on me because I didn’t even think this was a possibility when I came to see you today.”
And that- that was Jungkook’s mistake. He knows as soon as Yeonjun begins to smirk. Much like he had at the beginning of this conversation. A fox or a devil, Jungkook couldn’t decide. “Thought it was an accident you showed up here, hyung?”
Feeling his own ears go red, Jungkook changes the subject. “Not only are none of us prepared, but there’s too much foot traffic in this building. And while the idea of getting caught is sexy, the reality of us getting caught here won’t go well. Trust me. It’s one thing for managers to know you’re dating a member, but it’s another for them to catch you having sex with- Well, let’s just not find out what would happen.” Jungkook could imagine how well that conversation would go… They all seem to be having the same thought, cringing in unison.
“Yeah.” “Okay.” Yeonjun and Soobin agree, both nodding at Jungkook’s logic. Soobin, surprisingly, is the one who asks, “So, if not now, hyung? When? And- where?”
And that- That Jungkook has to think about. Because, yeah, okay that might be trickier to figure out than he thought.
“I’ll text you,” he says. And this time, he means it.
Fortunately, Jungkook does actually have his own apartment. But, well, that’s not really the problem. It’s their schedules. This was an issue he had with his own members in the beginning, actually, schedules not lining up where they were all free at once. And that was with them being in the same group, living in the same dorm. So, making it work with members of a different group? Nearly impossible.
It was incredibly frustrating, actually. Trying to find time to do anything with TXT, TikTok or otherwise, was really starting to grate on Jungkook’s nerves. But, he wasn’t alone. He’s never been in such an active group chat. (And he was part of the 97z.)
The mature part of Jungkook was grateful, truthfully. It allowed him to get closer to Yeonjun and Soobin. It allowed them to discuss things, both of a sexual nature and otherwise. He felt more prepared knowing Yeonjun was sensitive, but enjoyed a bit of degradation. Knowing Soobin actually really did want to watch at first, but hoped to join at some point. Knowing they expected Jungkook to top in the beginning (“It’s a part of the fantasy, hyung.”), but that they wouldn’t mind switching if that was something Jungkook wanted (he did). Knowing just how bad they wanted to do this. It was also nice to know how funny and sweet they were. It was nice to flirt with them a little. To joke and tease.
So, yeah, Jungkook was grateful. But he was also horny. And yeah, he has 6 boyfriends who more than fulfill his needs, but this was a particular itch they couldn’t scratch, now that he knew the itch existed. (Jimin and Taehyung certainly tried though, bless them.) So, when Jungkook finally got a text saying they’d both be free on a night he would a month later? He may have teared up a bit. (Hoseok didn’t laugh too hard as he hugged him, but Yoongi’s advice to “be a good hyung” almost made him hard again too soon after cumming.)
And now, here Jungkook was- pacing in his apartment, cleaning things that didn’t need to be cleaned, playing with the lighting until he was satisfied with the mood it set. He hadn’t dressed up or done anything too special as far as appearance, but he was starting to regret that too. Needless to say, he was a bit nervous. Which was further proven when he jumped at the sound of the buzzer.
“We’re here to- film those TikToks, hyung,” Yeonjun called through the speaker, making Jungkook snort a little as he allowed them access. When he meets the younger idols at the door, his nerves nearly dissipate at the sight of them. Jungkook had to be a good hyung. And it was clear by the look on Yeonjun and Soobin’s faces, that they needed someone else to be calm right now. In lieu of greeting, Yeonjun says, “We do actually have to film a TikTok before we leave. One of our managers wasn’t too convinced by our reasons for coming here.”
Jungkook laughed, grabbing the boys by the hand and pulling them into his place so that he could shut out the rest of the world for a few hours. “Well, I did want to be shown a few things, so I feel it’s only fair that we all learn something tonight,” he teases, making Yeonjun blush. “Guess we should do that, first? So we don’t get too- distracted?” He directs that at Soobin, the tallest having been quiet so far.
Soobin nods, chewing on his bottom lip. “Probably for the best, hyung.”
Jungkook looks at him for a moment, releasing his hold on Yeonjun so that he can give Soobin his undivided attention. “You okay? We can just do the TikToks and stop, if you want?” Yeonjun looks over at Soobin, nodding in agreement, and it makes Jungkook adore him even more, because if anyone wants this to happen, it’s Yeonjun.
“We’ll do that dance challenge you were talking about, Soobinie.”
Soobin looks over at him, smiling, and when his dimples appear, Jungkook doesn’t hold back on poking one this time. It makes the young leader giggle, turning his gaze back to Jungkook. “So cute, Soobinie,” Jungkook breathes with a smile.
“I was just thinking hyung should do the red light trend, that’s all,” Soobin finally says, a devilish twinkle in his eye, surprising Jungkook. Yeonjun whistles loudly at that, giving the oldest and up and down look of approval.
Nodding, Yeonjun comments, “We’d never be able to post it, but- Hyung, I am not above begging.”
Jungkook laughs, but he agrees, already moving to find a doorway, like he had seen in the other videos with this trend. “If you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask.”
“I would like to see everyone naked, but that’s just a personal preference,” Yeonjun comments off-handedly, already pulling out his phone. “Alright, hyung, you know how these work, right? You just-”
“Yeonjun hyung, give me the phone,” Soobin commands, making Jungkook quirk a brow at the youngest. Yeonjun pouts a little, but does as he’s told, relinquishing his phone. “I think the before the filter, it should be Jungkook hyung, and then you show up when the red light does,” Soobin instructs, making the rapper’s jaw drops as he looks at his leader. Jungkook’s grin grows, but he ducks his head, getting ready as he leans against the door frame in a nonchalant manner.
He nods to Soobin when he’s ready, propping a leg up as the music starts, fiddling with the bottom of his oversized t-shirt, and when he hears the cue, he begins to lift it, hoping his timing isn’t off.
“Cut!” Soobin says like an actual director, smiling at the phone. “That was perfect, hyung. You’ve seen a few of these, huh?” he teases. Jungkook rolls his eyes, but denies nothing. “Alright, let’s get ready for the second part.” Jungkook stays where he is, willing to let Soobin take the initiative in directing them, because truthfully, he loves the game of it. “Yeonjun, what are you waiting for? Strip,” Soobin tells the rapper, waving his hand in a gesture indicating he wants the rapper to get within frame.
Yeonjun narrows his eyes at him, suspiciously, “This feels like the beginning of a porno.”
“Then you should know exactly what to do, since you’re constantly watching it,” Soobin replies sassily.
Jungkook throws his head back in a laugh, endeared by the way Yeonjun sticks his tongue out at him, before reaching back to grab the neck of his own black tee and pulling it off and throwing it at Soobin’s feet. When the rapper looks back at Jungkook, his eyes widen at Jungkook’s own appreciative stare. “I knew you’d be pretty,” Jungkook says quietly, lifting a hand and crooking his finger in a ‘come hither’ gesture. Yeonjun’s cheeks are a bit red as he moves within the doorway, leaning back against the opposite side of the frame like Soobin tells him to do. And Jungkook knows what’s next. He follows Yeonjun’s lead, reaching back and grabbing the neck of his shirt to rid him of it. Yeonjun’s lips part, a silent gasp escaping as his big eyes fall to the tattoos littering Jungkook’s arm and part of his chest, but even as he seems to lift his hand in a daze to touch, Yeonjun stops. And Jungkook can’t help his smirk from growing at the reason.
The rapper’s eyes are firmly on Jungkook’s pierced nipples as he chokes out the question, “Wh- when did you get those, hyung?”
Jungkook giggles, hands lifting to sit beneath his own pecs as he looks down at the sparkling jewelry. “Few months back. So, they’re still healing, and unfortunately, it means you can’t play with them, but-”
“Wow,” Soobin breathes out, making Jungkook look back at him, bunny smile in full effect. Soobin’s ears are red again, lifting his eyes to Jungkook’s face. “I mean, uh,” he blinks a few times, shaking his head.
Jungkook giggles again at how cute the younger men are. And because he can’t help himself, he says, “Yeah, it’s a shame because I’m actually really sensitive and I come so much harder when my nipples get played with, but-” he shrugs in a ‘what can you do’ manner. “Still, I think they’re pretty, so I guess it all balances out in the end.”
“I am literally not going to survive this,” Yeonjun whispers, and something tells Jungkook the boy didn’t realize he said it aloud.
Smirking again, Jungkook tells Soobin to start recording, and when he hears the music, he pushes forward into Yeonjun’s space. Hand braced beside the younger’s head, tilting his own head down as he looks at the rapper from beneath his lashes, his breath ghosting against Yeonjun’s cheek, Jungkook makes sure to lift Yeonjun’s chin like he was going in for a kiss before letting his finger’s trail downwards on exposed skin. Yeonjun follows easily, like they had choreographed this. He even seems to get brave enough to put his own hands on Jungkook’s chest, letting his fingers trail admirably over Jungkook’s tattooed arm. Jungkook makes sure to lift his eyes, to look toward the camera and at a heavy lidded Soobin as the music ends. He smiles at Soobin as he lowers the phone and asks, “Well, what do you think? Is it any good?”
Soobin nods a bit dumbly, “Too bad we can’t post it. It’s a shame that no one else will see it.”
Jungkook chuckles, looking back at Yeonjun again. The rapper hasn’t lifted his hand from Jungkook’s arm, eyes fascinated. “Hyung’s so cool,” he breathes. Jungkook feels a little too turned on by how in awe the younger man is at the sight of him.
Lifting Yeonjun’s chin again, the rapper seems to finally focus on Jungkook’s face. “Soobin-ah, can I kiss your boyfriend?”
Yeonjun releases a bit of a whine at that, eyes pleading as his grip tightens on Jungkook’s bare skin. “Only if you think he deserves it, hyung,” Soobin’s reply comes quickly, sounding a little breathless himself. Jungkook notices he doesn’t correct the oldest on the boyfriend title.
Jungkook gets closer, leaning in so that his nose brushes against Yeonjun’s cheekbone, teasing. “I don’t know that he deserves anything,” Jungkook says flippantly, earning a whimper this time as Yeonjun’s body unconsciously presses a bit closer. “But he seems a bit pitiful. Like he might cum just from that, maybe. I’m eager to see it, truthfully.”
“I can be good, hyung. Please,” Yeonjun is already begging, and it makes Jungkook want to wreck him so beautifully.
Jungkook’s hand slides to the back of Yeonjun’s neck, fingers fisting into the longer black hair, and whispers, “You tell me if you want to stop. No hesitation, okay?” Yeonjun nods, even with Jungkook’s grip on him, head bobbing eagerly.
“Kiss me, hyung?”
And Jungkook can’t say no to that sweet rasp, even if he wanted to, which he definitely didn’t. He brings Jungkook’s mouth to his, rather forcefully, unable to hold back anymore himself. It starts off a bit rough, both of them far too eager, far too much teeth involved, but Jungkook tilts Yeonjun’s head the way he needs it to be, and like the amazing dancer he is, he follows the lead naturally. Jungkook enjoys the plushness of his mouth, having an urge to bite Yeonjun’s lips, and after tasting the younger on his tongue, he makes sure to do just that, loving the moan that rips from his throat. Hands start sliding over his skin, the rapper eager to feel more of him, and Jungkook presses Yeonjun even more against the wall.
His own hand slides over Yeonjun’s chest, guiding those pillow lips to his throat so that he can breathe, his own thumb gliding lightly over one of Yeonjun’s nipples. It makes the rapper mewl, which pleases Jungkook thoroughly. He does it again, this time with a bit more force as he looks over at Soobin, right as Yeonjun’s hips jerk against his hip. Soobin’s gaze has darkened exponentially, eyes following the needy movements of Yeonjun’s body against Jungkook’s. “Are you ready to join, Soobinie? Or do you want me to make him come first?” Soobin’s lips part, eyes tracking Jungkook’s hand as it moves down to Yeonjun’s waistband. “He’s already so hard. It probably won’t take much.” Yeonjun whimpers, licking and biting, worshipping Jungkook’s neck. “Could probably just let the puppy hump my thigh and he’d make a mess of himself before I even properly touch him, couldn’t I?”
Soobin nods, “He’s wanted this for so long, hyung. He’d be willing to do all the work.”
Yeonjun whines, “Please, hyung, just want you to touch me. Please, please. Want you and Soobinie to touch me. So bad.”
Jungkook smirks at Soobin before lifting Yeonjun’s chin again, slotting their lips together, enjoying the way Yeonjun sucks on his tongue, and that’s when Jungkook moves. He moves so that his thick thigh is between the younger’s legs, pressing up just enough to apply pressure. It makes Yeonjun keen when he flexes the strong muscle. “Kind of want to see you get off on my thigh now, baby. Want to see you work for it.”
Yeonjun’s already nodding frantically, beginning to rut against him, mouth open as he holds onto Jungkook’s neck for stability. His fingers have found Jungkook’s hair, already tugging a little.
“How is it, Yeonjunie hyung? Everything you imagined?” Soobin suddenly asks, and Jungkook realizes he’s come closer. He’s within arm’s length of them now. Jungkook could reach out and touch him if he wanted. But he waits. He waits for Soobin. “You’ve been talking about this for how long?”
Yeonjun whines, throwing his head back against the door frame as he thrusts against Jungkook’s thigh. The oldest decides to take advantage and move his mouth to Yeonjun’s long neck, teeth scraping gently against his exposed Adam’s apple. Enjoying the sounds, the taste, Jungkook licks up the vein that’s exposing itself as Yeonjun moves his dancer’s body in the perfect rhythm. “You’re going to be so messy,” Jungkook teases.
“Hyung,” Soobin calls, making Jungkook pull back to look at the other man. “Can I kiss you?”
Jungkook smiles, big and bright at him, giving Soobin his undivided attention, like there isn’t a grown man humping his leg. “Of course,” he murmurs. “Want to taste you too, Soobinie.”
Soobin blushes a little, but then he smirks, giving the tattooed man a wink. Jungkook only understands after he’s tugged away from Yeonjun completely, giggling as the rapper whines. “Stay,” Soobin tells his probably-boyfriend. “You said you wanted to see this. You can’t watch if you’re too busy being pathetic.”
Jungkook looks back to see a pouting Yeonjun, shirtless and leaning against the doorframe like it’s the only thing keeping him from collapsing. His eyes travel the length of Yeonjun’s body, a beautifully strong torso, neverending legs, but Jungkook’s eyes land on the prominent bulge in the rapper’s jeans. And he decides he definitely wants to put his mouth on the younger. But, first, Soobin. Turning back to TXT’s leader, Jungkook’s hand comes up, thumb tracing over the pretty, pink bottom lip. “He wants to see us kiss, huh?”
Soobin’s lips part easily enough, nice and sweet. His tongue pokes out to wet his lips, but catches Jungkook’s thumb in the process, and the idol nearly groans, tempted to pop it into Soobin’s mouth, press down on his tongue… But he waits. He wants to hear Soobin’s response more. The youngest doesn’t disappoint. “He’s seen MOA and ARMY comment about how we favor. There was a sleepy comment about bunnies kissing once,” Soobin’s face scrunches up at the comment, bunny grin on display, and Jungkook feels his own appear because of how cute it is.
“Oh, come on! That’s not fair!” Yeonjun whines, voice a little more normal as he complains.
Jungkook slides his hand over Soobin’s cheek, making Yeonjun fall quiet, and leads the leader into a soft kiss, both of them unable to stop smiling at first. But then, Soobin’s hands slide over Jungkook’s chest, arms coming up to wrap around his neck as he tilts his head and deepens it, surprising the older man. Soobin pulls a groan from Jungkook’s lungs with his intensity, and Jungkook’s hands find their way under his sweatshirt, scrabbling at the soft skin and light muscle. He’s not quite as toned as Yeonjun, a little softer at the sides, but Jungkook’s so into it. Loves the feel of Soobin in his hands. Loves how the younger towers over him. It makes him consider the possibility of being between Soobin and another tall man with dimples…
He traps Soobin’s lower lip between his teeth at the thought, drawing a noise out of the leader, before releasing him. He looks over Yeonjun, notices his hand has moved down his body and between his legs. The rapper’s pressing against his open palm, attempting to relieve some of the pressure while he watches the two of them makeout. As Soobin’s lips move to Jungkook’s neck, the oldest idol smirks. He has always liked being watched. Especially by someone so desperate to be touched.
“Did we say you could touch yourself?” he asks the rapper, making Yeonjun still for a moment, looking down at his hand like he hadn’t realized he was doing it. He shakes his head, biting his bottom lip as meets Jungkook’s gaze again.
“Hyung, I’ve- literally dreamt about this.”
Jungkook feels the grin at his neck, making him smile as well, his tattooed hand coming to rest on Soobin’s neck, to keep him close. “Is it everything you imagined?” he directs at Yeonjun. Yeonjun nods again, eyes wide. “I’m going to make it better. Soobinie,” he calls, making the leader stand upright. “Can I put my mouth on you?” Based on the sound Yeonjun makes, Jungkook can tell he wants it, but Soobin has been much less vocal about his desires. Jungkook wants to make sure.
Soobin’s cheeks are red as he finally admits, “I want you to do everything, hyungie.” Jungkook smiles, not hesitating to fall to his needs at the request. He lifts the sweatshirt a little to expose Soobin’s cute stomach, pressing a kiss right above the waistband of his pants, eliciting a gasp from the other men in the room, before slowly unbuttoning them. Sliding them down Soobin’s thighs, Jungkook looks up to see how the youngest watches him, stepping out of the jeans with Jungkook’s guidance. Jungkook smiles before his fingers find the elastic of the boxer briefs and ridding the boy of those as well. Suddenly, face to face with Soobin’s cock, Jungkook is mildly impressed at the size of him. The slight curve of it makes Jungkook want to ride him before the night is through.
“Pretty,” he compliments, looking up in time to catch the pink blush that matches the head of the man’s cock, glistening in the low light with the precum dribbling out of it. Without further hesitation, he grabs the base, and licks at the slit, making Soobin’s hands fly to his head, digging into his dark locks as a sound is ripped out of him. Jungkook smirks again before licking from base to tip along the prominent vein that he’s always been fascinated with, no matter his partner.
“Yeonjun, please come kiss me,” Soobin manages to say, sounding absolutely breathless, choking on the last word as Jungkook decides to actually wrap his lips around the pretty dick, sucking once before beginning to bob his head a little. The grip Soobin has on his hair hurts a little, but it just makes him harder, encourages to take more and more of him each time.
He looks up when he knows Yeonjun is beside them, one hand releasing it’s death grip to pull Yeonjun in harshly, Soobin successfully muffling the noises pouring from his throat. Jungkook loves this song Soobin’s singing, not stilling in his own movements as he takes in the sight above him. Soobin’s hand is on one of Yeonjun’s nipples, pinching a little as the rapper clings to him, licking into his leader’s mouth with enthusiasm and plenty of practice. Jungkook nearly groans at the sight of them. It’s always so sexy to see people who know how to kiss each other. Tearing his eyes away, Jungkook redoubles his efforts, making Soobin’s knees nearly buckle as he’s taken deeper.
Yeonjun rids Soobin of his sweatshirt, the leader’s hand finding the button of his jeans, and the rapper can’t help himself when he pulls back to say, eyes on where Jungkook’s mouth is stuffed full of Soobin’s cock, “This is definitely much better than any of my dreams and that’s the only reason I’m not questioning if it’s real or not.” Soobin’s large hand makes its way into his Yeonjun’s own boxer briefs, wrapping firmly around the rapper’s own erection, making him buck against the hand.
“You’re already so wet, hyung,” Soobin comments, gathering the pre at Yeonjun’s tip and using it to ease the slide of his hand. “Already messy,” he murmurs, giving his hand a practiced twist, grip a bit tighter when Jungkook swallows around him, taking him even deeper. A chain reaction that was driving Yeonjun insane, if his noises and the way he was gripping Soobin was anything to go by. But then, Soobin releases him suddenly, causing the rapper to fall forward, upset at the sudden loss. Pulling his hand from Yeonjun’s boxer briefs, he offers his large hand to Jungkook. “Could be wetter.”
Jungkook smirks as he pulls off completely with an audible pop and a string of saliva connecting his lips to the head. Letting go of Soobin’s thigh to grab the man’s wrist, and without pause, he licks the large palm once before taking a finger into his mouth. He and Yeonjun seem to groan at the same time, Jungkook enjoying the taste of both men on his tongue. The oldest takes his time getting Soobin’s hand nice and wet, his free hand jerking Soobin off in the mean time.
“Th- that’s good, hyung,” Soobin finally says, pulling his fingers away from Jungkook’s mouth. But because he’s greedy, Jungkook takes the time to help pull Yeonjun’s underwear down just enough to free his dick and keep his thighs restrained, finally allowing himself to feast on the sight. He’s also pretty, Jungkook thinks, noting how Yeonjun isn’t as long as Soobin, but he is thicker. His head is also a darker shade, and Jungkook’s tempted to put his mouth on him, but he waits. However, Jungkook can’t quite stop himself from grabbing Yeonjun by the base, making him jerk bodily, and allowing saliva to pool in his mouth, Jungkook looks up at the rapper as he basically drools on the younger’s dick.
“Oh God!” Yeonjun nearly cries, pushing his head into Soobin’s neck, clinging to his lover and relying on him to hold him up. Soobin takes his saliva covered hand and replaces Jungkook’s as the oldest goes back to sucking him off. “Binie, I’m not going to-”
“Thought you wanted to cum on his cock,” Soobin murmurs, sounding a bit choked at the feel of Jungkook taking him even deeper than he had before. “Can’t you hold it, hmm? You wanted to ride him and now you’re saying you can’t even handle it. All he did was spit on you. Pathetic baby Yeonjunie.”
“He’s so hot,” Yeonjun cries. “You’re so hot together.”
“I know, baby,” Soobin says, before gasping out a “Hyung!” as Jungkook deepthroats him for the first time, his nose pressed against the little bit of hair at the base of him.
Jungkook pulls off suddenly, his hands sliding up and gripping lightly at Soobin’s ass, kneading and spreading the cheeks in a tease. “As much as I would love to continue to do that, I have been warned to not do that because I have to record in a few days. Also? My knees hurt,” Jungkook says reasonably. “So, I’m going to suggest we move this to the bedroom, despite how much fun you’re having depriving him.”
Soobin throws his head back, laugh a bit weak because of how breathless he is, but his face is euphoric. Pretty. Yeonjun must think so too, bringing Soobin’s face down to his own, taking charge of a kiss for once. Jungkook stands up, smiling at them both, before pushing his own pants down and stepping out of them. The action makes the lovers part, turning to get their first look of a gloriously naked Jeon Jungkook, but the BTS member is already turning and heading for his bedroom. “Was that a 7 on his ass or am I dreaming?” he hears Yeonjun whine. It makes him snicker, the rushed footsteps as clear as day.
Hands behind his head, he lies on his back and waits for them to come to him. When they enter the room, he doesn’t expect the quiet, “Fuck,” that comes from Soobin. Jungkook smiles as he looks over. They had shed the last of their clothing too, and Jungkook allowed himself to enjoy the view.
“I know I’m supposed to ‘teach you things,’ but truthfully, I’m more interested in seeing what you’ll both do if I let you just- Well, use me,” Jungkook admits frankly. “Don’t think there’s much you need to be taught anyway.”
The TXT members exchange a look, communicating wordlessly, before moving, each on different sides of the bed. Jungkook can’t help his grin, glad that they seemed to agree to his new plan of action. Soobin’s slightly damp hand came up and after hesitating for a moment, before being encouraged by Jungkook’s nod, he wrapped it around Jungkook. Finally being touched after so long, Jungkook briefly wondered how long he’d last as he bucked up without meaning to. Yeonjun’s plush mouth found his neck, travelling downward, across his chest and stopping only just short of the man’s pierced nipples. He lifts his head, meeting Jungkook’s eyes and looking completely fucked out. “Hyung, it feels cruel to not be able to-”
Jungkook’s just as hurt by the thought, but he reassures the rapper quickly. “You’ll just have to wait until they’re healed, baby. Then you can play with them until we both come.”
Yeonjun’s eyes widen, swollen lips parting in surprise, in a way that’s pornographic. Jungkook wants a picture of this look. He feels like his memory won’t do it justice. “We’re- Again?” Yeonjun asks, looking back at Soobin. Soobin’s hand has frozen, but his grip is tight. Jungkook fucks up into the fist pointedly.
“I’m open to it,” Jungkook nods. “Especially if things keep going well.”
“God, you have to ride him, Yeonjun,” Soobin tells his lover, smacking him lightly on the ass. It makes Jungkook giggle. “You ride him like you ride me and it’ll happen again.” Jungkook reaches over to his side table and grabs a condom and the bottle of lube he left out in preparation for tonight, tossing them lightly on the bed. Frankly, he was ready to be used like a sex toy.
Being the brat that he was, Yeonjun fell on his back beside Jungkook, spreading his legs and pouting. “He’s so big, Bin. Think you need to stretch me some more.”
“More?” Jungkook raises a brow before rolling on his side, propping himself up on an elbow and sliding his tattooed hand between Yeonjun’s legs again. The rapper’s eyes roll back as Jungkook’s fingers find his hole, a plug snugly inside of him. His eyes widen in surprise, fingers fiddling with it a little and making Yeonjun mewl. Jungkook looks back at Soobin who shrugs, a devilish smile curving his lips upward. “You definitely don’t need to learn anything from me. You know how long it took me to get my first sex toy? Christ.” And because he couldn’t help himself, Jungkook pulls on the plug enough to hear the squelch before pushing it back in firmly, making Yeonjun boneless.
“Hyung!” Yeonjun moans loudly, precum dribbling out of his cockhead even more.
Jungkook gives him his own devilish smile and repeats the motion before collapsing gracefully back into his original position. Soobin moves between Yeonjun’s legs and pulls out the plug completely, making Yeonjun whimper, the wet noise obscene. Jungkook can tell they both like it messy, eyes on them as Soobin slides two fingers in easily, proving he had indeed stretched the man out prior to their coming over. “So, what if we teach hyung something?” Soobin wonders, giving Jungkook a look. Jungkook quirks a brow, watching as Soobin makes Yeonjun get on his hands and knees and spreads his cheeks. Then the young leader licks into him.
Jungkook sits up so he can watch Soobin devour Yeonjun’s ass, his hand sliding to grasp his own dick at the sight. He knows he could get off just watching them if he allowed himself, but he only slides his hand over himself twice before moving it back to his thigh. He wants to hold out. Wants Yeonjun to ride him like Soobin promised.
So, he watches, Yeonjun leaking onto his clean sheets as he doesn’t hold back in the noises he makes. Jungkook’s downstairs neighbors were going to be pissed, he was sure of it, so when Yeonjun reaches for something to hold onto, Jungkook maneuvers himself so that it’s him and pulls the rapper into a kiss, hoping to quiet him a little. It makes Yeonjun collapse against his chest, but he doesn’t mind. Jungkook nips at Yeonjun’s bottom lip, smiling a little, before sucking his tongue into his mouth.
Soobin must tell when it becomes too much for Yeonjun because he eventually pulls back and Jungkook feels as the condom is rolled over his length. Gasping into Yeonjun’s mouth, he feels as the lube is poured and dripping over his skin, Soobin running his hand over the latex, creating more lewd noises. “You’re ready, Jun,” he breathes, voice breathless, wrecked. Yeonjun manages to lift himself up, allows Soobin to guide his hips so that he’s hovering over Jungkook’s dick. Soobin lines them up, and when Yeonjun sinks down onto Jungkook’s cock, a noise is punched out of their chests.
And then Yeonjun, hands planted on Jungkook’s chest, begins to ride him without remorse, dancer hips unapologetic. And Jungkook is used just like he wanted to be, a glorified sex toy for him. Soobin moves to Jungkook’s side, mouth attaching to his neck, gliding over his well-defined chest as he occasionally looks up to watch Yeonjun. “Good, isn’t he? Talented, my Yeonjunie hyung.” Jungkook nods, one hand on Yeonjun’s thick hip, the other keeping Soobin close. His eyes roll back at how tight the dancer is, unable to help but thrust up into him. Jungkook knows he found the younger’s sweet spot by the sound that escapes him. And then, Soobin’s fingers slide lightly over his very tender nipples, making him thrust up again. It’s not enough to be painful, but his boyfriends had been so cautious with him and it was so unexpected that it sent a thrill through him. “Fuck,” he breathes, making Soobin’s dimples appear. “You’re a little twisted, aren’t you? Look so sweet, but you’re-”
“Evil,” Yeonjun pants out, still riding Jungkook mercilessly. “Hyung, I’m so close.”
“He can come untouched, but-” Soobin wraps his oversized hand around Yeonjun’s dick and after two tugs, the rapper practically crumples in on himself as he comes, streaks of white falling onto Jungkook’s chest and stomach. Soobin continues to work him through it, and Jungkook watches, Yeonjun clenched so tightly around him, he can barely move. Yeonjun grabs Soobin’s wrist when he reaches a point of oversensitivity, pausing to take a deep breath.
“Hyung, I think I need you to do the rest of the work,” Yeonjun laughs breathlessly, falling over the older man’s chest and landing in his own mess, not seeming to mind much. Soobin giggles, waving his messy fingers in front of Yeonjun’s face. Jungkook isn’t even surprised at this point when Yeonjun grabs it to lick it clean. It’s so hot, that when he goes to flip Yeonjun onto his back, he kisses him first to taste the rapper’s release on his tongue. Soobin is the one that groans this time as he watches Jungkook begin to move slowly inside a sensitive Yeonjun, before being encouraged to go faster. Close himself, it doesn’t take him long to spill into his condom, especially when Yeonjun squeezes around him.
Pulling out slowly, he falls onto his back as well, sweat covering his body in a light sheen. He aches pleasantly, body thrumming as he comes down from the high. “Soobin, give me a second and I’ll ride you. Or suck you to completion. Whatever you prefer.”
When Soobin doesn’t say anything, Jungkook looks over to find him a bit red in the face. “Uh, no need, hyung.”
Yeonjun throws his head back and laughs, making Jungkook look down at Soobin’s stomach. He was also covered in cum. “I told you he likes to watch,” Yeonjun teases, earning a pinch from his leader.
Jungkook giggles, shaking his head before rolling over and pressing a kiss to each of their mouths. “Yeah, we definitely have to do this again.”
“Well, nobody gets TikTok right on their first try,” Yeonjun quips.
He wasn’t wrong. Jungkook had to meet with Yeonjun and Soobin quite a few times before they finally made the perfect TikTok to post.