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Chapter Thirteen - Hot Pics, Hotter nights and Hwan's Heroics

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@jeonsgirl:

I was kinda double minded to post this.But i couldn't hold it anymore..So here you go!Jeongguk attended a wedding today with his “Boyfriend” 😳 I KNOW you won’t believe me, but my aunt attended the wedding and got pictures. Sharing below.

[Image attached] – Image of Jeongguk and Seokjin at the table, Seokjin whispering something to Jeongguk 

[Image attached] – Image of Jeongguk standing so close to Seokjin hovering behind him

[Image attached] - Image of Jeongguk smiling at Seokjin while holding each other's hands under the table

[Image attached] - Image of Jeongguk looking at seokjin with all heart eyes while Seokjin's hands rest on Jeongguk’s lap

>@jeonsgirl:

Apparently, the man seen with Jeongguk is actually the MC of the wedding. My aunt said that he introduced himself as the groom's best friend during the ceremony. But also she heard rumors that the bride was Jeongguk’s childhood friend? 👀 Looks like Jeongguk was clapping and cheering for the guy the whole time 🫣.

->@Jeonsgirl:

Not sure if Jeongguk attended the wedding as a plus one or invited to the wedding by his childhood friend or both 😲. Also they all were seated at the same table for dinner.Guk and his guy left together right after the dinner hand in hand(My aunt's words-not mine)

->@jeonsgirl:

Please don’t come at me for this! I’m posting only after knowing the wedding was over a few hours ago, and it’s almost midnight in Seoul. Also, I know people might ask why I called the MC his “boyfriend.” Yes, it could be anyone. But I wanna believe it’s his boyfriend because, JUST FUCKING LOOK AT THEM🔥

COMMENTS :

@mygukkie:

 JEONGGUK AND A WHAT NOW???  

@tattsndthighs:

WTf WTf Wtf 

@breadnbutterguk:

No, because WHY does Jeongguk look at this man like he wants to eat him alive?

@jkmybabie:

BOYFRIEND? BOYFRIEND?? 

@jjkdickworshipper:

Hold up. WHY IS HIS HAND ALWAYS ON THE BACK OF THE CHAIR??? Like sir, are you staking your claim or what???

@guksboba:

Delete this thread. Take down the pictures. THIS ISN’T REAL.  

@breadguk:

Okay… but how do we know that’s his boyfriend? Maybe it’s his best friend? Cousin? His assistant? His secret bodyguard?

   -> @Jeontopsme : GIRL, we know all of his close circle. THAT STARE? THAT SMILE? That’s not a friend stare or a smile…that’s a “Lets go home, rip off each other clothes and take a shower together” stare

@baby_guk:

Can someone confirm if this is real before I set myself on fire?  

@jksrealwife:

Plot twist… they’re not dating, and Jeongguk just likes attending weddings and staring at hot MC and HOLDING THEIR HANDS UNDER THE TABLE! I'm sorry… I CAN'T DEFEND HIM ANYMORE!

@guksarchives:

 I'm sure Jeongguk's hands haven't moved from the chair the entire time. POSSESSIVE KING BEHAVIOUR I FEAR 😭

     ->@JeonsNoseHole: WHY is no one talking about Jeongguk hovering over the man like that?? Giving intimidating Alpha Energy and marking his Territory. Honestly I'm scared and swooning over here.

     ->@jeongjeongbaby: Jeongguk has two moods: territorial alpha in the first pic and heart-eyes simp in the second. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO COPE??

@ jksecretlover : 

WAIT. That MC… why does he look familiar??  

   -> @jktattsobsessed : I was thinking the same. I have seen that side profile somewhere. He is fucking gorgeous though. 😭 Of Course my Man got a taste.

   -> @jkstoenails: OMG. Isn’t he the firefighter who went viral a few months ago??  

   ->@jjsideeye: BRO IT’S HIM. I CAN’T BREATHE. My whole timeline was simping over that man for weeks.  

   ->@jkloveshotmenandme: Wait, wait, wait… the BROAD SHOULDERS!! Is anyone thinking what I’m thinking?  

   ->@gukontop: FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Is this also the SAME GUY who turned off Jeongguk’s live then?! The broad shoulder is DEFINITELY MATCHING.  

   ->@hotabsjk: FUCK CAN SOMEONE FIND THE VIDEO OF THE FIREFIGHTER! I HAD IT BOOKMARKED, AND NOW IT’S ALL TAKEN DOWN! 

   ->@bunnyandclaws : I have it saved on my phone. For educational purposes. Attaching the video of Jeongguk's mystery live featuring the broad-shouldered boyfriend. Shoulders are matching. I’M GONNA SCREAM.

[Video attached]

   ->@cutekoo4u: IT’S CHIEF KIM!! OMG !! THE SHOULDER REVEAL WAS RIGHT THERE ALL ALONG!!

   ->@gukontop : I don't think  the rumors of Jeongguk being childhood friends with the bride is true coz My guy doesn't look like he went to the wedding to celebrate the couple.. he went to debut his relationship in HD.And show off his MAN! Look at the stare! OMG

  ->@jkthebabiest : Okay, but real talk….who’s topping? Asking for research purposes. 

  ->@gukontop : Ofcourse GUK duh!! But more like ST & PB. Also nah..I don't know!

@guksqueen: 

Some people need to stfu. Stop assuming things. He is a human ffs. LEAVE HIM ALONE. His sexual life is not our concern

@lomljeonjk: 

This fandom is so wild. We’re over here analyzing shoulder lengths and staring patterns. 😂

@jkforthewin:

If this is true, Jeongguk is dating. I'm DONE FOR REAL! 

@ serotoninguk :

This isn’t Jeongguk ‘attending a wedding.’ This is Jeongguk soft-launching his man 😭 and I'm not even mad 😭 If this is true…I'm so happy for my baby

@ jeonstan4life :

No, no, no. This can’t be true. Jeongguk would TELL us if he had a boyfriend. RIGHT? Why does my heart hurt? 😞 

@jkforthelife:

Can we all calm down for a second? This could just be a friend thing. Stop fucking connecting with every person he meets??Let the man live!

@Jkdatingera:

Jeongguk’s smile is so illegal. He’s not attending a wedding.. he’s falling in love in 4K . Sir, relax, we can see! ALSO THE VISUALS ! Who gave them the rights to look like this 😭

@guksgolden:

Can we talk about gorgeous chief Kim looks, though? Like a HOT DILF material. Can someone drop the @ of Chief Kim? Or his full name? Asking for a friend.

@hotsabsjk:

Guys!!  Do you think Chief Kim could be Guk’s hot neighbour??

      ->@babebeguk: FUCK! They could be lol. Remember when Guk said his neighbour filed the noise complaint, but he was GIGGLING and BLUSHING talking about it?? What if it was him?? ENEMIES TO LOVERS TROPE IN REAL LIFE!!

     ->@gukfvksme: Lol, I’m calling it now…there will be 2,567 fics under the Jeon Jeongguk/Chief Kim tag on AO3 by tomorrow. It's going to be a treat. Finally we have a real ship! 

      ->@jkdatingera: What are we gonna call them though? We NEED a ship name. But first, does anyone in the fandom know someone in the fire department?? We need Chief Kim’s name ASAP!

      -> @jkmyhero:Y’all KNOW Jeongguk would show up to a fire station event pretending to help, just so he could wear a firefighter jacket and pose for photos with Chief Kim.

       ->@jkthebabiest: WAIT, I just Googled it, and the fire station in Seoul is super close to Jeongguk’s apartment area. It’s 100% possible they’re neighbours. I’m screaming!!

     -> @obsessedoverjk: OKAY, but let’s NOT do this here. Some of y’all are unhinged, and I’m scared someone’s gonna go stalk JK’s man. RESPECT THEIR PRIVACY, PLEASE!

@onlyherefor_guk:

Take this thread down immediately. Guys please report this page @reportforjeongguk.This wasn’t shared with consent. Let’s not invade his privacy.

     ->@herefordrama:Stfu it was a wedding. It was not like they leaked pictures of them having a private dinner. Stop making everything a big deal.

@ wholesomeguk :

Guys, I know it hurts, but let’s just support Jeongguk. If he’s happy, we’re happy, right? 🥺

    -> @gukkieangel: Speak for yourself. I’m in my villain origin story right now.

@stargukk:

IDK about y’all, but I don’t have a good feeling about this. That man looks like a gold digger to me. Anyway… you all know Jeongguk is from a billionaire family right? I'm sure his family would never let him date someone like this. 

     -> @privategguk: Sasaeng latest reports say Jeongguk isn’t dating anyone. That guy must just be a friend. LOOK at him, trying to leech off Guk’s fame.

    -> @gukisonlymine: Ikr? Bet he is living off Jeongguk's money already! What a parasite

@gongguk:

This is just embarrassing. Jeongguk can do so much better. He’s ruining his image with this nobody. A firefighter? Really? What’s next, he’s dating his Uber driver?

@jeonluvr69:

This Chief Kim dude looks like he’s washed up. How did he even get viral? Looks like the kind of guy who thrives on pity. Jeongguk’s probably just being kind because he’s too soft to say no.

      ->@JeonKimForever: And Jeongguk is all whipped for that “washed up” dude, not you. GET A LIFE

      ->@jeonluvr69: Lol! The only person that needs to get a life is that Chief fucking Kim. He should stay away from my Man!

@jeonmyman:

Remember when Guk said he wants to sing one day and how he’s been getting more inspiration to write songs lately? I get it now!😭

      -> @jeoncheeks: Can you blame him though? With a man like that, I’d be writing poetry everyday too 😭

      -> @guksbobaball: I really wish Guk could release a song because, let’s be real, babe is better than most of the so called professional singers out there.

@fanguk:

So disappointing. I knew Jeongguk’s career would start tanking once he got involved with nobodies like this. His management should stop this before it gets worse.

@jeonsgfhehe:

Jeongguk dating this guy would be career suicide. Real Fans won’t support this. We made him who he is, and this is how he repays us? Trash behavior.

@ thirst4guk : 

Some Of you are all being trash. He is a human being before idol ffs. He deserves everything in his life just like the rest of us that includes LOVE

    ->@gukissforme:“Deserves love”? What about us? We spend THOUSANDS on his merch and stuff and this is how he thanks us? Celebrities like him should know dating is OFF-LIMITS. They are literally marketed for our Fantasy! His company is way too lenient on him.

    ->@thirst4guk: OMFG! I can't believe fans like this exists in our fandom. Y’all don't deserve Guk's love at all!

@guksbeefythighs:

IDK who needs to hear this, but I’m camping outside this firefighter’s station starting tomorrow. SOMEONE BETTER GIVE ME ANSWERS.

@gukandonlyguk:

I can’t even picture Jeongguk ruining his future with someone like this. Honestly, the whole wedding thing is probably just a PR stunt. Maybe there’s some big news coming, and they’re using this to distract us? Didn’t he have a schedule in the US, but they suddenly changed the dates? And now this? No way this relationship is real. Jeongguk isn't someone who’s made for relationships. Some of the sasaengs online always said he’s into hookups, not commitment. Total playboy.

@Jeonhater:

Mark my words, this is the beginning of Jeongguk’s downfall. Dating a firefighter? Laughable.

@gukgukgukie:

LMAO, keep sulking! Pretty sure Guk’s out there now tearing off all those layers of his man’s clothes right now on the bed 😂

………..

Jeongguk’s lips trailed down Seokjin’s neck, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses that made Seokjin’s head tilt back instinctively. The faint scrape of Jeongguk’s teeth against his skin sent a jolt through him, his breath hitching as he gripped Jeongguk’s hair tighter. Jeongguk smirked against his neck, his knee digging into the mattress to steady himself as he shifted closer.

“I wanna take this off,” Jeongguk murmured against Seokjin’s heated skin, his voice thick with want. He tugged at the hem of Seokjin’s crop top, his fingers brushing against bare skin as his lips continued their assault.

Seokjin couldn’t manage a response before Jeongguk pulled back, his movements fluid and commanding. Kneeling above Seokjin, he grabbed the edge of his own shirt and peeled it off, revealing his sculpted torso. Despite the cold biting outside, Jeongguk’s body glistened with a faint sheen of sweat, every ridge of muscle catching the dim light.

Seokjin’s eyes widened, his breath catching audibly. He tried to avert his gaze, but the sight was magnetic…Jeongguk’s chest rising and falling, his tattoos framing his toned arms, and the trail of his abs leading lower. The heat in the room seemed to spike.

“Don’t just stare, Daddy,” Jeongguk teased, his voice low and dripping with mischief. “Touch me.”

“Don’t call me that,” Seokjin snapped, though his voice wavered. His hands hovered uncertainly as he sat up slightly, now face to face with Jeongguk’s bare torso and murmured “Not here”

Jeongguk bit his lips and leaned in, his lips brushing Seokjin’s ear. “What should I call you then?” he murmured, his breath warm and teasing. “Sweet thing? Babydoll? Or…” He pulled back, his gaze flickering over Seokjin’s flushed face. “…Princess?”

The nickname hit its mark, and Jeongguk felt Seokjin’s thighs tighten involuntarily beneath him. Smirking, he tilted Seokjin’s chin up with two fingers, forcing him to meet his eyes. “You like it, don’t you, Princess?”

“Shut up, brat. I’ll kill you if you call me that,” Seokjin muttered, his voice shaky but tinged with a slight defiance. He shoved at Jeongguk’s shoulder weakly, but Jeongguk caught his wrist easily, a small laugh escaping his lips. “You know,” Jeongguk drawled, his dark eyes glinting with mischief, “no matter what… you’ll always be my ‘Daddy.’ It’s etched onto my very being. Nothing’s ever going to change that.” 

Seokjin groaned, his free hand flying to his face to cover the redness creeping up his cheeks. “I can’t believe I’ve gotten used to you calling me that. And that I let that incident happen in the hospital.” He glared at Jeongguk, though it lacked real venom. “I’m going to be forever embarrassed by that, you brat.”

Jeongguk’s laugh was warm and remorseless. “That was iconic,” he said, grinning. “But you know who had the most fun with it? My sister and my sister-in-law. They roasted me nonstop in the family group chat after that. Teased me to hell and back.”

He shifted closer, his free hand reaching up to adjust Seokjin’s dangling earring, fingers brushing lightly against his skin. The other hand, still gripping Seokjin’s wrist, stayed firm, unyielding.

“Why are you like this?” Seokjin grumbled, though his voice lacked real bite, his eyes darting away in a futile attempt to hide how flustered he was.

Instead of releasing Seokjin’s wrist, Jeongguk slowly guided his hand downward, pressing it flat against his warm, taut abs. “Like what daddy?” The heat radiated through Jeongguk’s bare chest and Seokjin stiffened, his breath catching.

“Now… go ahead,” Jeongguk whispered, his tone dropping into something darker, edged with teasing desire. “Feel me. I know you’ve wanted to. You couldn’t stop staring the other day during the shoot. Don’t think I didn’t notice how your gorgeous eyes lingered.”

Seokjin’s breath hitched, his hand trembling slightly against Jeongguk’s stomach. “I wasn’t staring,” he managed to say, his voice unconvincing even to himself.

Jeongguk’s smirk widened, his head tilting as his gaze swept over Seokjin’s flushed face. “Oh, you were,” he murmured, leaning in just enough to make Seokjin feel his proximity. “And you’re staring now, too.”

“Im not—” Seokjin’s protest faltered as his fingers involuntarily traced the hard ridges of Jeongguk’s abs, following the lines of muscle like they had a mind of their own.

Jeongguk’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smile, his chest rising and falling steadily as Seokjin’s touch wandered. Seokjin let out a shaky breath, his gaze dipping lower, mesmerized. His fingertips brushed against Jeongguk’s chest, grazing over the taut skin and the small chocolate-toned peaks of his nipples. Jeongguk inhaled sharply, his head tilting back slightly as a low, guttural sound escaped his lips…a sound that sent a wave of heat rolling down Seokjin’s spine.

Without warning, Jeongguk shifted them, flipping their positions smoothly. Seokjin gasped as he suddenly found himself straddling Jeongguk’s lap, his knees bracketing Jeongguk’s hips. The abrupt change made his breath hitch, his chest heaving against Jeongguk’s bare torso.

Jeongguk’s hands gripped Seokjin’s waist firmly, his touch possessive yet reverent as he pulled him closer. His lips found Seokjin’s ear, brushing against the sensitive skin before planting a kiss there, followed by a flick of his tongue. Seokjin shivered at the sensation, his hands clinging to Jeongguk’s shoulders for stability.

Jeongguk’s fingers toyed with the hem of Seokjin’s crop top, tugging gently as if seeking permission. “Let me see you,Jin” he murmured against Seokjin’s neck, his voice low and sultry.

But before Jeongguk could lift the fabric further, Seokjin mumbled, “Jeongguk-ah…I—”, the sound barely audible yet enough to make Jeongguk pause.

Jeongguk pulled back slightly, his dark eyes scanning Seokjin’s flushed face. “Are you okay?Do you want me to stop?” he asked, his tone soft, his gaze searching.

“No…” Seokjin said almost immediately, his hands clutching Jeongguk’s shoulders as though anchoring himself. “I mean… I’m okay. I don’t want you to stop, but…” He hesitated, biting his lip, the uncertainty flickering in his eyes. “I… I want to say something.”

Jeongguk tilted his head, his expression softening. “Yeah? Sure,” he said, his hands steady on Seokjin’s waist as he adjusted their position slightly, making sure Seokjin was comfortable. Seokjin’s legs were still draped over Jeongguk’s thighs, their bodies impossibly close, but Jeongguk gave him the space he needed to speak.

Seokjin hesitated again, his fingers fidgeting nervously with the hem of his crop top. He looked down, unable to meet Jeongguk’s gaze. “I… my back and chest…” He swallowed hard, his voice barely above a whisper. “They’re not… perfect, Jeongguk-ah. I don’t know if I’m confident enough to take my shirt off.”

Jeongguk’s brows furrowed for a moment, then softened. “Not perfect?” he repeated, his voice dropping into a gentle yet incredulous tone. “Excuse me, Have you seen yourself in the mirror? but this is the most silky, smooth,softest, honey-kissed skin I’ve ever seen or touched in my whole fucking entire life.” He punctuated his words by sliding his hands along Seokjin’s waist, the movement slow and deliberate.

Seokjin shook his head, avoiding Jeongguk’s gaze. “I have marks… from, you know, my job. I’ve got scars…burns…on my back and chest from… accidents during—” His voice trailed off, barely above a whisper.

Jeongguk tilted head to meet Seokjin's eyes. “Hey,” he said softly, his tone earnest. “You’re a firefighter, Seokjin. You save lives. If you have scars, they’re not imperfections…they’re proof of how fucking incredible you are. They’re part of you, and there’s nothing about you I would ever judge. Nothing that could change how much I want you right now.”

“It’s bad,” Seokjin murmured, his voice breaking slightly, the vulnerability in his tone like a crack in the armor he always wore. “You might not like—”

“Bad?” Jeongguk cut him off gently, his brows furrowing as he leaned closer, their foreheads touching. His warm breath ghosted over Seokjin’s lips as he whispered, “Seokjin, there’s not a damn thing about you that’s bad. Never.” His voice was soft but carried a weight of unshakable conviction. “But if that’s what you want... I’m okay with it. I don’t want to force you into anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

The sincerity in Jeongguk’s words settled heavily in the space between them, wrapping around Seokjin like a comforting embrace. Seokjin swallowed hard, his chest rising and falling against Jeongguk’s. Slowly, with trembling hands, he reached for the hem of his shirt. His movements were hesitant, almost reluctant, but the trust in Jeongguk’s gaze gave him courage.

As the fabric slipped over his head, Jeongguk’s breath hitched audibly, the sound loud in the quiet room. Seokjin instinctively moved to cover his chest, his arms crossing in front of him like a shield, but Jeongguk’s hands were there, warm and steady, gently pulling them away.

Seokjin’s skin was milky white, soft, and impossibly smooth, but Jeongguk’s eyes were drawn to the faded scars that marred his upper chest and arms. A few burn marks trailed over his biceps, scars Jeongguk remembered glimpsing during a training session Seokjin had led in his office.

Jeongguk’s throat tightened, and his chest ached with something he couldn’t name. He shifted carefully, guiding Seokjin from his lap onto the mattress. Seokjin watched him with wide, uncertain eyes as Jeongguk circled around, kneeling behind him.

His gaze fell to Seokjin’s back, where more scars painted a silent history of pain and resilience. One particularly large scar ran across his shoulder blade, jagged and stark against the otherwise flawless expanse of his skin.

Jeongguk’s hands moved instinctively, fingers brushing lightly over the scar. Seokjin stiffened at the contact, his posture going rigid. “Does it hurt?” Jeongguk asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Seokjin shook his head but didn’t speak, his breath hitching as Jeongguk leaned in closer. Without hesitation, Jeongguk pressed his lips to the scar, a kiss.

He didn’t stop there. One by one, he kissed every mark, every line and curve that told the story of Seokjin’s sacrifices. Each press of his lips was slow and deliberate, a silent promise that he saw all of Seokjin and cherished every part.

When Jeongguk finally turned Seokjin around to face him, his hands cupping Seokjin’s face, the older man’s chest was heaving, his breaths shallow and erratic. Jeongguk eased him back against the mattress, hovering over him as his lips traced over Seokjin’s chest, pressing tender kisses to every scar he could find.

“Jeongguk-ah…” Seokjin breathed, his voice shaky and overwhelmed.

Jeongguk paused, lifting his gaze to meet Seokjin’s tear-brimmed eyes. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered, his tone fierce and unwavering as he placed kisses over the scars.. “Perfect.” Another kiss. Then he shook his head, his lips quirking into a faint smile. “No actually, perfect is overrated. You’re real. Raw. And I have never seen anything more breathtaking in my life.”

Seokjin’s breath hitched again, and this time, he didn’t hold back. He pulled Jeongguk into a desperate kiss, pouring every unspoken emotion into the press of their lips. Jeongguk responded in kind, his hands cradling Seokjin as if he were something precious and irreplaceable.

And to Jeongguk, at that moment. He was. 

Jeongguk pulled back just enough to breathe,their lips flushed and swollen, his eyes wild with unrestrained desire. He pushed his hair back, his chest heaving, and in one swift motion, stood, scooping Seokjin into his arms effortlessly.

“Let’s go to my room,” Jeongguk said, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver racing down Seokjin’s spine. He didn’t wait for a response, as he lifted seokjin.

Seokjin’s fingers gripped Jeongguk’s shoulders instinctively, but before he could say anything, Jeongguk’s mouth found Seokjin's again. The kiss was deep, all-consuming, and filled with an urgency that made Seokjin’s head spin. He barely registered the sound of a door opening as Jeongguk maneuvered them into his room, kicking the door shut behind him with a thud.

The space was dark and intimate, walls painted a deep black that absorbed the dim glow of the monitors scattered across the room. A single bed with fluffy mattress, messy and unmade, sat against the far wall, a stark contrast to the sleek monitors and the organized chaos of cables and equipment.

Jeongguk lowered Seokjin carefully onto his feet but didn’t let him go. Instead, he pushed Seokjin gently against the door, his lips crashing into Seokjin’s again with renewed fervor. His hands were everywhere……on Seokjin’s waist, his hips, and then teasing at the waistband of his jeans, his fingers deftly working the buttons as his lips trailed down to Seokjin's jaw and then neck.

Suddenly,the sound of the zipper echoed in the small room, and Jeongguk dropped to his knees in front of Seokjin without hesitation. His gaze burned as he peeled the tight black denim down Seokjin’s thighs, his breath catching audibly as more of Seokjin’s skin was revealed. He took off the pants completely and threw them on the floor.

“Fuck,” Jeongguk breathed, his voice thick and reverent as his eyes roamed over Seokjin’s legs. They were flawless….soft, smooth, and impossibly beautiful, as if they had been sculpted by an artist with infinite patience. Jeongguk only had a peek of it the other day at Seokjin's office but now watching it full on display, his breath hitched. His hands trembled slightly as he ran his fingers along the delicate curve of Seokjin’s thighs, marveling at the silk-like texture beneath his fingertips.

“You’re not human,” Jeongguk muttered, his voice filled with a mix of awe and disbelief. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the inside of Seokjin’s thigh, his kisses slow and deliberate, each one lingering as if he couldn’t bear to pull away.

Seokjin’s legs wobbled slightly, and he gripped the edges of the door for support, his breath coming in shallow gasps. “Jeongguk…” he managed, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jeongguk looked slightly up, his eyes locking onto Seokjin’s crotch, the intensity in his gaze sent a shiver coursing through Seokjin’s body.. Seokjin's dick was straining hard against his tight black boxer just from the ministrations. He could already see the wet spot of his precum over the fabric. Jeongguk moved without thinking and darted his tongue out, licking.. just over the wet spot making seokjin gasp loudly. Seokjin’s fingers which were gripping the door handle moved to Jeongguk’s hair, his grip tightening as Jeongguk’s mouth worked its way up over his clothed cock, pressing heated, open mouthed kisses against the thin fabric. Seokjin's head tipped back against the door, lips parted as he gasped for air, overwhelmed by the intensity.

“Jeongguk-ah,Please” Seokjin breathed, his voice trembling but carrying a weight that made Jeongguk pause.

Jeongguk looked up, his dark eyes blazing with desire. “You’re unreal,” he whispered, the words a low, husky confession. “Every part of you, Seokjin. You’re driving me insane. I need you. All of you.”

Seokjin swallowed hard, his breath hitching as his own resolve crumbled. “Take me to bed,” he said, his voice soft but resolute but the words ignited a new fire in Jeongguk’s eyes.

Without hesitation, Jeongguk hooked his hands under Seokjin’s thighs, lifting him effortlessly. Seokjin’s legs instinctively wrapped around Jeongguk’s waist as he carried him across the room. Jeongguk’s grip was firm, his movements purposeful as he lowered Seokjin onto the bed.

Standing at the edge of the bed, Jeongguk’s fingers moved to the waistband of his jeans, and with a swift motion, he pushed them down, revealing his sculpted sturdy thighs and the tight fit of his Calvin Klein boxers and the outline of the bulge…as if almost his dick was begging to be freed out. Seokjin’s breath caught in his throat,his own cock twitching in response. His eyes raked over Jeongguk’s form, every inch of muscle and skin making his pulse race.

Jeongguk smirked, catching the way Seokjin’s gaze lingered, as if he couldn’t look away. “Didn’t I tell you?” he teased, his voice dripping with unshakable confidence. “People wouldn’t be able to handle it. Now tell me, Daddy, do you want me running around in my ad wearing just this?”

His words were bold, brazen, as he climbed onto the bed, his body hovering over Seokjin’s. The heat of their bare skin pressing together sent a jolt of electricity through both of them. Without hesitation, Jeongguk captured Seokjin’s lips again, the kiss deeper, hungrier, like he was intent on consuming every bit of the other man.

Jeongguk’s tattooed hands slid up to cup Seokjin’s jaw, tilting his face to deepen the kiss, while his other hand gripped Seokjin’s waist firmly, grounding them both in the moment. Their bodies moved in sync, Seokjin’s hands roaming across Jeongguk’s back, fingers pressing into taut muscles as the friction sent sparks of heat coursing through him.

Jeongguk pulled back just enough to whisper against Seokjin’s lips, the teasing lilt in his tone undeniable. “Answer me.”

Seokjin’s chest heaved, breaths shallow as he tried to recover. “I don’t care,” he murmured, voice shaky yet defiant. “Do whatever you want. Why are you even asking me?” His gaze shifted away with a slight pout.

Jeongguk let out a low chuckle, dark and tantalizing. “Fuck… you’re so hot when you’re subtly jealous.” He brushed his lips against Seokjin’s, smirking as he added, “I always wanted someone to be jealous over me, you know. You can be as possessive as you want, Daddy.”

“Jeongguk…” Seokjin’s warning tone faltered…

Jeongguk cut him off with another kiss, pulling at Seokjin’s lower lip with his teeth before letting it go, his tongue sweeping over the same spot. “Actually, I don’t want you to hold back at all.Get mad at me.Fight with me.” His voice dipped lower, his lips trailing down Seokjin’s jaw and neck, nipping and kissing every inch of skin he could reach.

“You’re crazy,” Seokjin muttered, the words barely audible over the sound of his own erratic breathing.

Jeongguk smiled against Seokjin’s collarbone. “Maybe,But only for you” he murmured before trailing his lips lower, over Seokjin’s chest. His teeth grazed over a sensitive pink bud, earning a sharp intake of breath from Seokjin. “How long has it been?”

Seokjin froze for a moment, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to steady himself. “It’s been… a while,” he admitted finally, his voice so soft it was almost lost.

Jeongguk hummed against Seokjin's nipples, swirling his tongue around the bud and flicking it with his tongue. He opened his mouth to take one nipple into his mouth and sucked as his life depended on it. Jeongguk’s hand moved to play with the other,rolling the bud between his thumbs and flicking it, earning a moan from Seokjin “aahhh jeong—” but his words cut off by Jeongguk switching to take over claim of the other nipple and giving the same treatment. The sound of him sucking his nipples made a course of vibration through Seokjin's body.

Jeongguk's lips trailed further down Seokjin’s chest, leaving a path of wet, heated kisses that ignited every nerve in their wake. “Fuck this waist... seriously,I could live here forever.Maybe I should” he murmured, pressing a lingering kiss to the dip of Seokjin’s waistline. Earning a faint chuckle from Seokjin as he murmured “brat”. Jeongguk's lips quivered in response as he moved to dip his tongue into the belly button, licking a stripe down south to the waistband of Seokjin's boxers.“Do you want to take it slow, or is this good?” Jeongguk asked as he fucked his tongue into Seokjin's belly button in and out. 

Seokjin’s back arched, a gasp escaping his lips as his fingers tangled tightly in Jeongguk’s hair. “No... this is good,Keep going” he whispered, his breathing ragged, voice barely audible but filled with need.

The belly button was pooling and glistening with Jeongguk’s saliva.He then paused, his brow furrowing as he lifted his gaze, catching the vulnerability flickering in Seokjin’s flushed face. Gently, he reached up to brush a stray strand of hair away, his touch tender. “Seokjin…Have you… been with anyone since your—?”

Seokjin’s gaze faltered, his eyes dropping, as though trying to shield himself. “No,” he said quietly, the weight of the confession hanging between them. “Its been almost four years.”

The words hit Jeongguk like a punch to the gut, freezing him in place. His expression softened immediately, his hands stilling on Seokjin’s waist. “Fuck... Seokjin,” he said, his voice laced with a mix of tenderness and restraint, as though caught between admiration and the urge to tread carefully. “Have you ever… been with a man?”

Seokjin’s throat bobbed as he swallowed, nodding hesitantly. “Yes. In college” he admitted, his voice wavering slightly.

“And after that?” Jeongguk asked, his tone a little gentler now, though still probing.

“No,” Seokjin murmured, his cheeks flushing a deep red that traveled down his neck.

Jeongguk exhaled shakily, the tension in his body easing as he moved to cradle Seokjin’s cheek with one hand, his thumb brushing over the soft skin there. His voice dropped, raw and heavy with meaning as he asked, “Can you take it, baby?”

Seokjin blinked up at him by the new nickname, his dark eyes filled with something that looked like trust and a touch of nervous anticipation. His hands clutched at Jeongguk’s shoulders, grounding himself, before he nodded firmly. “Yes,” he whispered, the quiver in his voice replaced with quiet determination. “I want you, Jeongguk. Please.”

Jeongguk’s lips parted as he inhaled sharply, his gaze darkening as his restraint began to unravel. “Okay,” he murmured, his hand sliding back down to Seokjin’s waist, anchoring him as he kissed him again deep and consuming. 

But then, as if struck by a sudden thought, Jeongguk pulled back abruptly. His head snapped toward the nightstand, and he leaned over to yank the drawer open, only to scowl at the emptiness inside. “Shit,” he muttered, climbing off the bed and heading toward his work desk, where monitors and equipment cluttered the space.

Seokjin pushed himself up on his elbows, blinking in confusion. “What are you doing?”

“It’s here somewhere,” Jeongguk muttered, rifling through drawers like a man possessed. Papers fluttered to the floor, and the sound of items clattering filled the room.

“Jeongguk-ah,” Seokjin called out again, his brow furrowing. “What’s going on?”

Jeongguk turned around, running a hand through his messy hair, his face slightly flushed. “Okay, listen. I don’t bring people to my work studio….definitely not for the night….so I don’t exactly keep a stockpile of, you know… Condoms and Lube. But I’m sure I stashed something here. Like, for emergencies. Just in case.”

Seokjin blinked at him, both amused and perplexed as Jeongguk continued his frantic search. Finally, Jeongguk let out a triumphant sound, holding up a small bottle of lube. “Yes! Found the Lube.” he exclaimed, looking heavenward like he was thanking a higher power. Then, in an endearing yet ridiculous display, he kissed the bottle.

But his expression shifted when he dug around some more and came up empty handed. “No Condoms, though,Shit” he muttered, pouting slightly as he turned back to Seokjin.

Seokjin couldn’t help it…he laughed, shaking his head at how endearing Jeongguk looked in that moment. “You could’ve just asked me, you know.I have it in my wallet”

Jeongguk turned back to him, gaping. “Excuse me?” He walked back to the bed, tossing the bottle onto the mattress as he crossed his arms. “Did I hear that right?”

Seokjin gave him a sheepish look. “Do you remember that date I went on a few months ago? With that woman…”

Jeongguk groaned dramatically, rolling his eyes. “Ahh, the infamous date. Of course, I remember. How could I ever forget…I know all the fucking details. Wait—” His eyes widened suddenly. “Did you bring a condom to that date?”

“What? No!” Seokjin sputtered, clearly embarrassed. “I got drunk and ended up at a strip club. The guy working there…he, uhh, flirted with me a little and, you know, tried to…”

Jeongguk’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing. “Tried to what? Why am I hearing this for the first time?”

Seokjin waved him off quickly. “Relax. Nothing happened. When I told him I wasn’t interested, he just gave me one condom and pushed it into my wallet, saying, ‘Keep it. You’ll need it someday.’”

Jeongguk stared at him for a moment, his lips parting slightly in disbelief before jealousy flared in his expression. “Who the hell does that? What’s his name?”

Seokjin reached out and grabbed Jeongguk’s wrist, tugging him closer. “How the hell should I know his name…Why does it even matter? First of all, we should be thankful he did that, or else…” He paused “So…Stop talking and go to the changing room. My wallet’s in my jacket. Bring it here if you want my ass”

Jeongguk groaned, his eyes still blazing with a mix of jealousy and admiration. “You’re so so hot when you’re bossy,” he muttered before cupping Seokjin’s face in his hands and kissing him hard, their breaths mingling as the tension between them deepened.

When he finally pulled back, Jeongguk rested his forehead against Seokjin’s. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he murmured, his voice rough, before practically bolting out of the room with a determination that left Seokjin laughing softly in his wake.

As Jeongguk left the room, Seokjin’s smile lingered as he took in Jeongguk’s workspace. It was a chaotic luxury mess..camera equipment strewn everywhere, monitors displaying God knows what, and gadgets that looked like they belonged in a sci-fi movie. His curiosity pulled him closer until his gaze snagged on a small photo frame sitting innocently on the table.

Intrigued, Seokjin got up from the bed and walked over to the table as he picked it up, and the sight made his chest tighten.

It was a photo of Hwan and Jeongguk, both grinning wide.. Hwan held up a drawing of a muscle bunny he drew for Jeongguk, his proud little face beaming. Next to him, Jeongguk, in a hospital shirt of all things, was pouting and pointing at the artwork like a proud dad showing off his kid’s masterpiece.

Seokjin ran his thumb over the glass, a strange warmth blooming in his chest. When did they even take this? His mind raced with questions he wasn’t sure he wanted answers to. And why the hell does Jeongguk have this framed on his desk?

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Jeongguk striding back into the room, wallet in hand. 

Jeongguk paused, noticing where Seokjin’s attention had been. A sly grin tugged at his lips. “Cute, isn’t it?he even drew the tattoos on bunny’s arms”

“When did you take this?” Seokjin asked, his voice softer than he intended.

Jeongguk walked over, his expression warm as he came to stand behind Seokjin, wrapping his arms around him in a back hug. The sudden contact made Seokjin’s breath hitch…both of them clad in nothing but boxers, the heat of Jeongguk’s body against his back unmistakable.

Jeongguk kissed the side of Seokjin’s neck, trailing slow, deliberate kisses that sent shivers down Seokjin’s spine. “I told you we had a great time,” Jeongguk murmured against his skin. His voice was low, almost reverent. “Hwan’s my kind of lucky charm, you know. On my worst days, just seeing his happy little face and hearing him call me ‘Gukjeong’ in that adorable voice makes everything better. I don’t know why, but it just… does.”

Seokjin’s lips curved into a faint smile. “He looks so happy. He’s always so happy with you.I still don't understand the relationship you both have! I have never seen Hwan adore someone this juch..How do you do that?”

Jeongguk grinned against Seokjin’s shoulder, his arms tightening around him. “Because I’m irresistible, Daddy. You know this.”

Seokjin rolled his eyes. “I should’ve known you would ruin the moment.”

Jeongguk chuckled, his breath warm against Seokjin’s skin, as he pressed a lingering kiss to his shoulder blade. “Maybe it’s because I treat him like he wants to be treated…like a friend. I don’t know. But there’s one thing you should know…” He paused, his voice softening. “You’re raising one amazing, super adorable,strong, kind-hearted little human. You should be so proud of that, Seokjin. And I'm so proud of you.”

Seokjin stilled for a moment, the weight of Jeongguk’s words settling over him. He lowered the photo frame slowly, setting it face down on the desk.

Jeongguk tilted his head. “What’re you doing? Hiding our adorable moment?”

Seokjin turned to face him, a flicker of mischief in his eyes. “I don’t want my son’s picture out in the open while I’m about to do this.”

Jeongguk blinked, confused, until Seokjin sank to his knees in one fluid motion, his hands yanking off Jeongguk’s boxers, his cock sprung free.

Jeongguk’s breath hitched, his lips parting. “Fuck!” he muttered, heat pooling in his gaze. “Okay..okay..Fuck.. I don't think I'm surviving this”

Seokjin gulped at the sight of a half hard thick cock in front of him. His breath hitched, his chest rising and falling as he tried to steady himself. He didn’t know where this courage came from…maybe it was the way Jeongguk’s gaze burned into him, or the way his own body screamed for more or it was Jeongguk himself. All he knew was that he wanted this. He wanted him.

His trembling hands moved hesitantly, brushing against Jeongguk’s skin and held Jeongguk’s cock stroking it a little, making it harder. The soft groan that escaped Jeongguk’s lips sent a jolt of electricity through him, his head tipping back as if Seokjin’s softest touch was too much and not enough all at once.

Seokjin leaned in, placing a tentative kiss, at the tip of his cock soft and warm and licked the salty precum. Then another, his lips parting slightly as he trailed a few open-mouthed kisses over the cock his tongue circling out to lick the skin, his movements both shy and deliberate.

Jeongguk’s fingers twitched at his sides as he fought the urge to grab hold of Seokjin hair, his restraint hanging by a thread. “Jin… Fuck..baby,” Jeongguk rasped, his voice thick and raw. His chest heaved as he forced the words out, “Are you sure? Are you okay doing this?”

Seokjin paused, his gaze lifting to meet Jeongguk. For a moment, the room was filled with nothing but the sound of their breaths mingling. Then, he gave a small nod,”I want to..Can I?” He said his eyes steady despite the heat blooming across his cheeks “And you can hold my hair if you want”

Jeongguk let out a shaky breath, his jaw clenching as he tried to keep his composure. “Fuck Yes.. Please,” he murmured as he went to place his hands on Seokjin's head.

Seokjin didn't waste time… he took Jeongguk's now throbbing length into his mouth, his head moved front his nose almost brushing the pubic…as he slowly swallowed the whole huge cock onto his mouth effortlessly. Jeongguk let out a loud groan and his hands started to tighten his grip on Seokjin's hair. “Jin..Fuck..Jin..You are taking me so well baby..my princess” 

Hearing the nickname, Seokjin’s lips twitched into a small smirk.. His teeth grazed against sensitive skin, teasing with a soft bite that sent a jolt through Jeongguk, who let out a startled yelp, the sound melting into a low groan of pleasure.

“Fuck,” Jeongguk muttered, a breathless laugh escaping him as his head fell back, his fingers curling into Seokjin's hair. “Please, baby… don’t stop.” His voice was tinged with both amusement and a raw edge of need, the combination making Seokjin’s heart stutter.

Seokjin paused for a moment, lifting his gaze to Jeongguk’s flushed face with a cock on his mouth. The gaze sent a shiver as his cock twitched slightly inside Seokjin's mouth. Seokjin's head started bobbing front and back Jeongguk's cock hitting his throat. He swirled his tongue in between making Jeongguk groan. “God..you are so good Seokjin.What the—” 

Jeongguk hips started thrusting involuntary to chase the pleasure pooling inside his stomach..“Fuck I'm gonna come” Jeongguk muttered his voice low and unsteady..”Jin baby..I don't wanna come like this..Not before..No…please.. wanna taste every bit of you. I wanna eat you out and fuck you. Fuck you are so good and that I want to hear your beautiful lips screaming my name” he said breathless as seokjin kept taking his cock now moving a bit faster his other reaching to cup Jeongguk's balls. 

“Ahhh," Jeongguk groaned, the sound grutal as he suddenly pulled Seokjin out of his cock before he could come. He collapsed on to his knees facing seokjin....he saw Seokjin's lip and his own cock glistening in saliva and pre cum... Without hesitation, he captured Seokjin’s lips in a searing, desperate kiss tasting his own liquid. The force of it made Seokjin stumble, his back hitting the floor with a soft thud. Jeongguk’s hand instinctively cradled the back of Seokjin's head, keeping him safe from the hard surface as their mouths moved feverishly against each other.

The kiss was messy, wild, and chaotic…no longer deliberate, but an unrestrained clash of lips, tongues, and teeth. Seokjin’s hands gripped Jeongguk’s shoulders tightly, grounding himself in the storm of heat and hunger.

Jeongguk pulled back only briefly, his dark eyes blazing as he took in Seokjin’s flushed, breathless state. Without another word, he stood, lifting Seokjin effortlessly off the floor. Seokjin barely had a moment to gasp before Jeongguk laid him down on the bed with gentle care, his strong arms never faltering.

Jeongguk pressed their bodies together hovering over Seokjin, the heat of his skin and the weight of him igniting a spark in Seokjin that left him trembling. Jeongguk’s lips found his again, his movements more urgent now, more claiming, as though he couldn’t bear even an inch of distance between Jeongguk moved to take off Seokjin's boxer, bringing it to his ankles and slowly taking it off. His breath hitched as he took the sight in front of him. The very naked Seokjin.. beautiful.. vulnerable..yet hot..his eyes burning with lust and desire. His dick, fully hard..waiting for it to be released. “Fuck…What the fuck are you made of?” 

He said as he spread Seokjin's thighs apart and placed kisses on his inner thighs earning a series of moan and gasps from seokjin, his eyes half-lidded as he looked down at Jeongguk and whispered “Jeongguk please”

“Please what baby..tell me what do you want” Jeongguk said, his voice soft and gentle.

“Want you..Fuck me..Please” Seokjin whispered breathless as Jeongguk kept teasing his inner thighs sucking and licking ,Seokjin's toes curled and his hands on the sheets gripped tighter in response.

Jeongguk didn’t respond, he pressed a soft kiss over Seokjin's hard dick and grabbed the lube bottle from the bed he tossed earlier and poured the slick substance into his palms spreading over his fingers. Jeongguk’s every action burned into Seokjin, making him feel all exposed.

“I'm gonna finger you now..Okay? Slowly…I will be gentle..If you want me to stop anytime. Let me know. We don't have to rush anything” Jeongguk said, his voice low and warm,the words sounded like a embrace in the heat.

Seokjin nodded slowly..his cheeks and neck burning red.

Jeongguk leaned forward to press kiss on Seokjin's lips and slowly brought his lubed fingers down to Seokjin's dick stroking it a little and moving downward to trace the outline of Seokjin's rim. Seokjin’s breath hitched, a soft gasp slipping into Jeongguk’s mouth as their lips moved together. “You’re so good..so tight..Fuck,” Jeongguk whispered against his lips, as he slipped one of his fingers inside Seokjin.

Seokjin, dazed and hazy, found himself unable to fully respond. His lips trembled, parting slightly, but it was Jeongguk who took the lead, deepening the kiss with a slow, deliberate intensity. Seokjin could only moan softly, his gasps breaking through as his back arched involuntarily under, now Jeongguk’s two fingers fucking into him in and out..which started out slow, started to pick up the speed.

“You’re doing so great, baby,So tight for me doll..Just for me” Jeongguk murmured, his words like a soothing balm, hot and a spark all at once. His lips trailed down Seokjin’s jaw, lingering before descending to his neck. Each kiss was unhurried but claiming, every nibble and suck leaving a mark that bloomed against Seokjin’s flushed skin.

Jeongguk let his third finger in…Seokjin back arched at the sensation. The quiet room now filled with the sound of their ragged breathing ,Seokjin’s moans and the squelching noise of the fingers. Jeongguk scissored his fingers way up to reach Seokjin's pro state and ran his fingers inside in circles soothingly before thrusting it hard..Seokjin let a high pitched moan “ahhhh..Jeongg—”  his hips moving upwards to chase the pleasure.. “Want you please..Want you inside me” Seokjin moaned in as a melody. But Jeongguk didn’t falter, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of Seokjin’s neck and collar, as though committing him to memory as he kept on thrusting his fingers adding another. But as he realized Seokjin was almost at the edge. He got up picking Seokjin's wallet and frantically searched for the condom. 

“It's inside the card section” Seokjin said, his breath still unsteady..His needy unattended cock begging for attention leaking precum. 

Jeongguk finally spotted the condom taking it out and tossed the wallet back to the table not minding where it landed and kneeled on the bed, ripped out the pack with his teeth and stroked his dick a few times before rolling it over his thick length. Jeongguk's gaze then landed on Seokjin who was fully flushed…looking at him with hazy eyes.The sweat on Seokjin’s skin glistened like tiny pearls, catching the soft glow of the room’s light. Each droplet trailed down the curve of his neck and chest, enhancing the sheer beauty of his body. Jeongguk sat in between Seokjin's thighs spreading them apart and brought one of Seokjin's legs over to his shoulder. Seokjin's body trembled under Jeongguk. Jeongguk gaze shifted to Seokjin again silently….seeking for permission to enter the haven. Seokjin closed his eyes..his lips curving faintly as he nodded giving a green signal. And that was enough for Jeongguk. 

Jeongguk moved and rubbed his dick deliberately over the leaking hole..before pushing it inside. Seokjin hips bucked forward and groaned “aaahh fuck you are huge”. Jeongguk moved one of his hands to hold Seokjin's hips and pushed his dick inside gently, Feeling the tightness .The way Seokjin's walls clenched around his dick made Jeongguk’s head spin. “Fuck Seokjin” he muttered pulling his cock out, only to thrust back up hard.

Jeongguk leaned forward to press a kiss on seokjin’s sweaty forehead as he thrusted his cock inside, their bodies moving together in sync finding the steady rhythm and pace. Seokjin’s hands reached up weakly, fingers threading into Jeongguk’s hair, as Jeongguk's cock found his prostate brushing it over. “There…Yes..Fuck..Jeongguk-ah” Seokjin moaned out low chasing the sensation. The heat started to spread throughout Seokjin's body as he felt his oragsm was nearing. 

Jeongguk's thrusts were hard but not rough. He definitely knew how to move, how to touch, how to coax pleasure out of every trembling inch of Seokjin’s body. It was maddeningly perfect, leaving Seokjin teetering on the edge of control.

Seokjin could feel it building, the tension coiling tight in his core. It had been so long…so long since anyone had touched him like this, since anyone had made him feel this alive. He wasn’t sure how he had held on this long.

“Jeongguk-ah…” he gasped, his voice breaking as he clawed at Jeongguk’s shoulders, his nails leaving faint trails on Jeongguk's back.His chest heaved with every desperate breath, and his head tipped back against the mattress, completely lost in the moment.

Jeongguk didn’t relent. If anything, he seemed to double down,he thrusted even more harder hitting Seokjin's prostate relentlessly and groaned in pleasure… his every touch, every movement designed to draw Seokjin closer to the edge. “I'm so close..”

Noticing, Jeongguk murmured ”Come for me baby..Don't hold anything back”  and gave one hard thrust…,groaning in pleasure , his own orgasm starting to follow.. Seokjin was a trembling, moaning mess beneath Jeongguk, lost entirely in the haze of pleasure and need. Jeongguk hand found Seokjin's dick and stroked it gently and that was all seokjin needed.

Seokjin’s body shuddered, a telltale tremble overtaking him as he finally gave in.His cock spilled out a large amount of white liquid onto Jeongguk's hands and stomach…the tension snapping in a wave of overwhelming sensation. He stuttered out a broken sound, his hands tightening on Jeongguk as he fell apart completely .

Jeongguk pressed a kiss to Seokjin’s temple, murmuring “You did so good baby..so good..perfect”  soft and reassuring, his voice almost drowned out by the pounding in Seokjin’s ears.

 Not soon after, Jeongguk picked up the pace again to chase his orgasam and thrusted hard Desperately, his breathing became erratic, each inhale sharp and shallow, his chest rising and falling against Seokjin's. Seokjin's hands found his way to Jeongguk’s back, his fingers digging in as if anchoring himself back to reality.

Jeongguk had buried his face in the curve of Seokjin’s neck, his lips brushing against sweat-slick skin as he let out a low, shuddering groan. “Fuck Fuck Fuck.baby...This is—Fuck I'm coming” he muttered..The heat of their body sent tingles skittering down each other spine.

Seokjin turned his head slightly, his lips finding the shell of Jeongguk’s ear in a soft, almost hesitant kiss. His lips lingered for a moment before he whispered something incomprehensible, his voice trembling but full of need.

That single touch was all it took. Jeongguk trembled, his body responding instinctively as a guttural sound tore from his throat. His grip on Seokjin tightened, his movements faltering for a moment as the sensation overwhelmed his orgasm hit its peak and he came..came so hard..inside Seokjin filling up the condom.

Jeongguk’s body trembled slightly, studded with the aftershocks of pleasure. He let himself collapse, his head resting against the crook of Seokjin’s neck, both of them flushed and heaving, their chests rising and falling in unison. The room was thick with the mingling scent of sweat and cum, their bodies glistening under the dim light.

After taking a good long moment, Jeongguk shifted pulling his milked out dick outside gently. Seokjin let out a soft whimper, eyes closed, his face still shining with the afterglow. He barely stirred as Jeongguk dragged himself away with a lazy groan,tied the condom and tossed it into the trash nearby with the effortless flick of wrist. He then reached for the tissues on the nightstand. With slow, deliberate movements, Jeongguk cleaned them both, his lips quirking at Seokjin’s lack of resistance. Seokjin didn’t even flinch he just let Jeongguk to do his thing.

“Im cold,” Seokjin muttered, his voice muffled as he sprawled bonelessly on the bed, too tired to even lift a finger. His chest rose and fell in slow, uneven breaths, his face glowing with the remnants of post sex.

Jeongguk chuckled softly, shaking his head as he slid off the bed. His eyes scanning the floor for their scattered clothes. He slipped on his boxers before finding Seokjin’s, smirking at the crumpled fabric.

“C’mon,baby,” Jeongguk murmured as he crouched beside the bed. Gently lifting Seokjin’s legs, he guided the boxers over his feet and up his thighs. Seokjin barely registered the effort, letting out a sleepy groan.

“I’m not a baby,” Seokjin grumbled weakly, his words slurred with exhaustion.

“Mmhmm, but you’re my responsibility right now,” Jeongguk replied with a teasing smirk, patting Seokjin’s hip after tugging the waistband snug into place. He made a show of smoothing it out before stepping back, clearly pleased with himself.

Once satisfied, Jeongguk flopped onto the small mattress beside Seokjin, throwing an arm dramatically over his head. “I don’t think I’m gonna wake up tomorrow,” he groaned, his tone exaggerated, though the grin tugging at his lips betrayed him.

Seokjin, eyes still closed, let out a soft scoff. “If I wake up all sore tomorrow, you’re carrying me to the doctor. No arguments.”

Jeongguk turned his head lazily, propping himself slightly to meet Seokjin’s tired but glowing face. “With pleasure,” he said, grinning devilishly. “But, since it’s already decided we’ll be seeing a doctor, maybe I should, you know… make it worth the visit. How about a few more rounds?”

“Brat,” Seokjin muttered, though the corners of his lips quirked up in a faint smile. He kept his eyes shut, refusing to give Jeongguk the satisfaction of seeing him flustered again.

Jeongguk laughed, soft and warm, his hand drifting to brush against Seokjin’s arm. “I know you love it,” he murmured, his voice dipping into something gentler, more intimate.

Seokjin cracked one eye open, his expression unimpressed but unable to fully hide his amusement. “Good night, Jeongguk.”

“Good night… princess,” Jeongguk teased, earning a groan of protest as Seokjin turned his back to him.

Jeongguk chuckled quietly, his gaze lingering on Seokjin’s profile for a moment before closing his eyes, the smile never quite leaving his face.

……….

Meanwhile, 

[Post ]

@jeonsfavhoe:

I just found out a juicy deet. One of my friends was hanging out with me while the news broke out. She didn’t know Jeongguk, so I filled her in and showed her pics from the wedding. And guess what… she recognised Chief Kim! She said, “Oh, his kid goes to the same kindergarten as my daughter.” 👀

I’m not lying. My friend swears she’s seen Chief Kim dropping his son off EVERY DAY. Apparently, there’s a group of moms who gossip about him every time he shows up because he’s hot AF, but he never talks to anyone. She says he’s a single dad. No cap.

Comments : 

 @jeonggukkielove:

WTF. JEON JUNGKOOK IS DATING A FREAKING DILF???

@jkmybabie:

THAT MAN IS A SINGLE FATHER?? WTF? TELL ME THIS IS A JOKE! 

@jjsideeye:

So you’re telling me out my baby has bagged a HOT, MYSTERIOUS, DILF? 

@jeonjkmine:

Wait, wait, WAIT. So Chief Kim has a WHOLE KID? And Jeongguk’s out there playing stepdaddy ?? HOW OLD IS THIS KID???

       ->@ jktattsandabs: He goes to kindergarten means he must be under 5 or 6 

       ->@chaosismyname: Jeongguk has absolutely lost his mind. This is disgusting 🤢 

@jeonrulesmylife:

Jeongguk really woke up one day and said, “Let me shake the world by dating a whole ass DILF single dad firefighter.” That's so HOT of him.

@hyungluvr:

Jeongguk, I love you, but wtf are you doing getting involved with a man who has a kid? Do you think about your career?

 @jeonbabyslut:

Nah, this ain’t it. I swear if this is true, I’m DONE with him. How is he gonna date some OLD MAN with a KID?

@kookaddict:

If Jeongguk or his company doesn’t explain this mess soon, I’m pulling up receipts and starting a whole cancellation thread.

@jeonjkswife:

ISTG if Jeongguk starts playing stepdad to this random man’s kid, I’m out. This is NOT what I signed up for.

@gukoneandonly:

I feel SICK. I’ve been loyal to Jeongguk since day one, and THIS is how he repays us? By dating some divorced dad with BAGGAGE?

@jeonhaterdisguised:

I knew Jeongguk had issues, but THIS? This is a whole new level of self-destruction. This MF deserves this.

@jeonfancult:

Chief Kim better PRAY this isn’t true because I SWEAR TO GOD I will make his life miserable if he tries to ruin Jeongguk’s career.

        ->@JeonsKim: SHUT IT you BTCH. Jeongguk will make your life miserable if you even think about messing with his boyfriend. Don't test him. 😤

        ->@jeonfancult: You delulu freaks need to get the fuck outta here. Jeongguk’s not dating ANYONE. Y’all need to get a grip.

@jksecretluvr:

Can we all just pause and think about Chief Kim at kindergarten drop offs in his crisp suits or firefighter uniform while all the moms lose their shit? 😮‍💨

       -> @jkmyboy:  IMAGINE Jeongguk getting jealous over this and deciding to join the kid’s drop-off every day, giving death glares with his cute bunny face to all the moms drooling over his man. 💀 

      -> @jkthirsttraps:  Jeongguk would be the type to “accidentally” kiss Chief Kim in front of the moms, just to start rumors. 💀

      -> @fanficlover101: Someone write the fanfic where Chief Kim scolds Jeongguk for being late to drop-off, and Jeongguk kisses him to shut him up. Please.

       -> @fireproofedjk: YES PLEASE! can someone write a fanfic already?? This is literally a K-drama. Single Dad Firefighter x Chaotic Celebrity? TAKE MY MONEY.

         -> @chaoticjk: Imagine Jeongguk flirting with Chief Kim saying shit like, “Your uniform looks good, but it would look better on my bedroom floor,”

         -> @jksecretluvr: I’m sorry, but if Jeongguk starts showing up at kindergarten drop-offs, we’re all doomed. Like, how are we supposed to survive Jeongguk DILF energy???

         -> @jeonjksmile: Jeongguk probably “accidentally” starts cooking at Chief Kim’s apartment one night, and the kid walks in like, “You’re burning it.” Chief Kim just sighs and takes over .GOD IM SCREAMING!

@ kookiecultqueen :

Jeongguk, you need to WAKE UP. Do you not realize this man probably has a messy past, a kid to feed, and ZERO time for you?

       ->@jksavior: IKR ! Jeongguk deserves someone young, fun, and exciting…Not a man with baggage like a whole child. WTH is this??

       ->@jkobsessedforever: I’m NOT okay with this. This man is almost middle-aged and has a KID?? Stay in your lane asshole.

      ->@Jkluvr69: I knew this guy must be a freaking gold digger.Shoving his single miserable life into guk. Jeongguk isn’t some sugar daddy here to fix his life. You better back off before I find you MF

@protectourjk:

If Jeongguk gets hurt because of some divorced DILF with a kid, I SWEAR. I will FIGHT this man.

@jksrideordie:

Jeongguk, sweetie, if you wanted to ruin your life, you could’ve just said so instead of pulling this nonsense. 😒

@ jkpurity :

I’m SICK over this. Jeongguk deserves someone fresh and exciting, not an older guy with responsibilities. WHY IS HE DOING THIS TO US??

@deluluforlife:

Jeongguk, sweetie, you’re too fucking fine to be messing with someone who pro bably has PTA meetings on weekends. Get out NOW.

      ->@hotabsjk : The one need to Get the FUCK out of here is YOU! Leave my man and his DILF alone! 

@obessedoverjk: 

I hope none of these brainless people ends up at the school. JEONGGUK COMPANY ARE YOU SEEING THIS? BETTER PROTECT OUR MAN AND HIS LOVED ONES.

@gukslover4ever:

If this is real, I hope Jeongguk’s taking care of Chief Kim because that man’s about to get overwhelmed by the Jeongguk hype. It’s gonna get CRAZY.

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[Post]

@kmediaENT: 

Jeon Jeongguk, the globally renowned model, photographer, and heir to the Jeon Group empire with over 30 million Instagram followers, has set the internet ablaze with another romantic scandal. A photo of Jeongguk and an unidentified firefighter…now revealed to Chief Kim, a single father and Fire Chief… has gone viral just hours ago.

The picture, showing the two in what appears to be an intimate moments in a wedding, has sparked an online frenzy. Fans are sharing mixed reactions, ranging from excitement to disbelief.

“Jeongguk is dating a firefighter?! This feels like a K-drama,” one fan commented, while others raged about the news “Yet another Scandal. I'm done with him”  and few expressed concern about the privacy of the viral image.

As of now, neither Jeongguk nor his management company has released an official statement. Given the late hour, it's expected that more information will surface by morning.

Stay tuned for updates as we follow this developing story.

Social media platforms are already flooded with hashtags like #JeonJeonggukDatingRumors, #Jeonggukdating #wedding #ChiefKim, and even #FirefighterDILF as fans and onlookers react to the surprising news.

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Seokjin stirred awake, his body ached as if he had just finished a marathon, but instead of pain, a strange warmth settled deep inside him. He blinked, trying to shake off the haze, and then froze.

Jeongguk was pressed up against him, arm snug around his waist, face buried into Seokjin’s back like it was the most natural thing in the world. Seokjin blinked again, looked down at Jeongguk’s tattooed arm draped over him.

Seokjin couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips. Carefully, he turned to face Jeongguk, who didn’t even stir. His features were relaxed in peaceful slumber, messy hair falling over his forehead. Seokjin let his gaze trace Jeongguk’s face…the sharp jawline, the soft curve of his nose, and those lips, with their teasing rings glinting faintly in the dim light.

Hot, Seokjin thought, no question about it. But there was something more, something undeniably endearing about Jeongguk that Hwan hadn’t been wrong about. He really did look like a muscular bunny. The thought made Seokjin’s lips twitch in amusement.

His eyes wandered lower, over the tattoos covering Jeongguk’s arms. The intricate designs, the meticulous details. And then he saw it again..the birth flower. Colored now, painted in hues Seokjin had once filled with markers. His thumb brushed over the ink lightly, a wave of something unexplainable tugged at his chest.

Why did he do this? Was it just a coincidence? Or something else entirely?

Memories of Jeongguk standing up for him yesterday flashed in his mind. Seokjin hadn’t expected that kind of thing from someone he thought was only a cocky brat. But Jeongguk wasn’t just that…he was infuriatingly kind-hearted, adorably annoying, and somehow, without warning, had worked his way into Seokjin’s life like a storm.

The pull inside him deepened as he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Jeongguk’s forehead. Jeongguk stirred slightly, a low hum escaping his lips, but instead of waking, his grip on Seokjin’s waist only tightened.

That tiny moment of intimacy made Seokjin’s heart flutter, but suddenly something snapped like reality.His eyes widened, and he sat up as if snapped out of a dream.

"Shit," he muttered, realizing he had no idea what time it was. The room was dark and disorienting. He scrambled off the bed and Opened the door to the studio only to be assaulted by blinding sunlight. “Goddammit,” he groaned, shielding his eyes and stomping to the changing room to grab his phone and clothes.

Seokjin yanked on his shirt, fingers trembling as he struggled with the buttons. His chest felt tight, the room spinning as guilt gnawed at the edges of his thoughts. His jacket hung limply over one arm as he grabbed his phone off the counter, and the moment the screen lit up, his stomach sank.

11:30.

“Shit,” he whispered, the word catching in his throat. A flood of missed calls and notifications blinked back at him, but his eyes zeroed in on the one name that mattered. Yeji.

His pulse quickened as he scrolled through his phone, a cold wave of panic settling in his chest. Had Yeji dropped Hwan off at school? Had he been difficult? What the hell had he been thinking, leaving everything to her? How could he have been so selfish, spending a night away from his son for his own pleasure? The guilt weighed on him like a ton of bricks. He should have been there for Hwan, should have put his son first, not let himself get lost in the chaos of his own life.

His hand trembled as he swiped to dial Yeji’s number, but just as he was about to hit send, his phone buzzed in his hand.

The caller ID read: Hwan’s School.

Seokjin froze, his breath catching in his throat. Why was Hwan’s school calling him? They never contacted him at this hour. Was Hwan sick? Did something happen? His thoughts whirled in a thousand directions, the pit in his stomach growing heavier with each passing second

He swiped to answer, his voice strained as he said, “Hello?”

“Seokjin-ssi?” a woman’s voice asked politely.

“Yes, this is him.” The words came out too fast, his nerves spilling over. “Is everything okay? Is Hwan alright?”

“This is Minsoo, Hwan’s class teacher,” she said.

“Is he hurt?” Seokjin interrupted, the question spilling out before he could stop himself. His mind raced through every possible scenario…Hwan tripping, another child being careless, or worse.

There was a pause, and every second of silence chipped away at his sanity.

“No, he’s not hurt,Sir” Minsoo said finally, but her hesitation was like a dagger. “However, there’s been... an incident. We need you to come to the school.”

“An incident?” Seokjin repeated, the word foreign and heavy in his mouth. His heart pounded. “What do you mean? What happened? Did someone hurt him?”

“No,” Minsoo said quickly, her tone measured, but it did little to calm him. “Hwan got into a fight with another student.”

“A fight?” The word felt absurd, ridiculous even, when paired with the image of his soft-spoken, gentle boy. “Hwan doesn’t fight,” he said, shaking his head as though the teacher could see him. “He…he wouldn’t do that.”

“I understand this might be surprising,” Minsoo said, her voice careful, but Seokjin didn’t miss the urgency beneath it. “He’s fine, truly, but we do need to address the situation. Can you come in?”

Seokjin pressed a hand to his forehead, trying to steady the whirlwind of emotions…panic, guilt, confusion, and a sharp pang of fear. “I’ll be there in fifteen minutes,” he said abruptly, his voice hoarse. He didn’t wait for a response before ending the call.

His hand dropped to his side, phone dangling loosely in his grip. For a moment, he stood frozen, his mind racing with questions that had no answers. A fight? Hwan’s quiet face flashed in his mind, his small voice hesitant even at home. What could have possibly pushed him to—

Seokjin shook his head, grabbed his jacket, and bolted for the door. He didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it. Not now. Right now, Hwan needed him.

……

Seokjin practically stumbled out of the cab, his hands instinctively patting down his pockets as he rushed. His fingers found nothing but the empty fabric of his pants, and a wave of dread swept over him. Wallet. Shit.

It hit him then…he had left it in Jeongguk’s room. He hadn’t even given him a heads-up before leaving. The guilt gnawed at him, sharp and relentless, but he pushed it aside. Hwan comes first. Jeongguk will understand.

He quickly opened his phone, paid the cab fare through an app, and stood frozen at the entrance of the school. His heart raced, hands shaking as he hovered over the screen. His fingers typed out the message without a second thought.

Seokjin: Sorry, had to leave. Emergency call from Hwan’s school.

He typed out the message hastily, sending it to Jeongguk without waiting for a response and sprinted toward the school entrance, his breath uneven and his mind racing. The bright, sterile corridors of the school felt suffocating as he made his way to the office.The moment he stepped in, his eyes landed on Hwan. His son sat on one side of a chair, small hands clasped together, his head bowed slightly. Across from him sat another child, a faint bruise marring his cheek, flanked by his parents, who shot Seokjin an icy, irritated glare the second he entered.

Seokjin’s heart clenched, and for a moment, the room felt too quiet, too heavy. But then Hwan’s head snapped up.

“Appa!” Hwan called, his small voice trembling, and in an instant, he was running toward Seokjin.

Seokjin crouched down, arms opening instinctively to catch his son. Hwan buried his face in his chest, his little body warm and trembling.

“Hwan-ah,” Seokjin whispered, brushing his fingers through his son’s soft hair. “Are you okay, buddy? What happened? Did you get hurt?”

“No, Appa,” Hwan said, shaking his head. “But…” His voice wavered as he peeked up, guilt written all over his face. “I hurted Kimjae.”

Seokjin’s breath hitched. He followed Hwan’s small finger as he pointed to the boy with the bruise.

“Baby…” Seokjin began, his voice soft but laced with disbelief. “Why would you—what happened, bud—”

“Seokjin-ssi,” a staff member interrupted, their voice calm but firm.

Seokjin turned to see the teacher, her expression professional but strained.

“Can we talk inside, please?” she asked, gesturing toward a nearby room.

Seokjin hesitated, still crouched, his hand steady on Hwan’s back as if afraid to let him go. Finally, he stood, nodding numbly. His mind swirled with confusion, guilt, and a rising panic.

“Of course,” he said, his voice steady despite the storm brewing inside.

Seokjin bowed to the parents, despite the cold glares they threw his way, and followed the staff member into the office.

The school head stood as he entered, offering a polite smile. “Seokjin-ssi, thank you for coming on such short notice.”

Seokjin bowed in return, his nerves twisting. “Thank you for letting me know. I’m sorry for the trouble.”

“Please, take a seat.”

Seokjin lowered himself into the chair, keeping Hwan securely on his lap. The boy clung to him, small fingers gripping Seokjin’s shirt as though he could sense his father’s unease.

“We’re sorry to call you at this hour, Seokjin-ssi,” the head continued. “Hwan is usually such a kind and thoughtful kid. I know this must be surprising for you…it was for us, too.” She gestured toward the class teacher, Minsoo, who offered Seokjin a brief nod.

Seokjin swallowed, his throat dry. “What… happened?” he asked slowly, his voice tight with apprehension.

The head leaned forward slightly, her voice softening. “Hwan-ah, would you like to tell your appa what happened earlier?”

Hwan shifted in his lap, looking up at Seokjin with wide, earnest eyes. “Appa…” he started, his voice small but steady. “I punched Kimjae on his cheek.”

Seokjin’s heart lurched. “Bud… why would you do that? We don’t hit people. You know that, right? You’ve never hit anyone before. Why now?”

Hwan’s pout deepened, his brows furrowing. “Appa, he said you were bad appa and did something wrong. I got angry.”

Seokjin blinked, stunned. “He… what?”

“I told him not to talk like that about you,” Hwan continued, his little fists tightening in frustration. “But he didn’t stop, so I punched him. My appa isn’t bad. I don’t like it. My appa is very good. He’s the best appa in the world!”

Seokjin’s heart felt like it both broke and swelled at the same time. He inhaled sharply, his mind reeling, but before he could respond, the head cleared her throat.

“Actually…” she began cautiously. “The child who made the comment must have overheard it…the rumors…likely from his parents or their surroundings.”

“Rumors?” he asked, his voice low and confused. “What rumors?”

“We… don’t want to pry into your personal life, Seokjin-ssi,” the head said, her tone hesitant. “But given the nature of your connection with someone of that status, it’s understandable that—”

The door to the office suddenly burst open, cutting her off.

Jeongguk stood there, chest heaving as though he had run all the way to the school. His dark eyes scanned the room with frantic urgency.

“What emergency?” he demanded, his voice sharp. “What happened to Hwannie?”

Behind him, a security guard appeared, slightly out of breath. “Sorry, ma’am, he entered without permission.”

Everyone in the room froze, including Seokjin, who stared at Jeongguk in utter disbelief. The school head and Minsoo had also risen from their seats, their expressions ranging from shock to confusion.

Hwan, however, broke the tension immediately. “Gukjeong!” he shouted with excitement, slipping off Seokjin’s lap and running to Jeongguk, who caught him mid-leap.

Jeongguk held him close, his worried eyes scanning the boy. “Are you okay, buddy? What happened? Who hurt you?”

“I punched Kimhae,” Hwan said proudly, his small hands gripping Jeongguk’s shoulders. “Just like you taught me! He said bad words about Appa, so I punched him, just like you said!”

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