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Who’s your current celebrity crush?
Jeongguk made sure to play it cool, pretended that he was trying to give it some thought, because answering it a second too fast would give too much away, answering it too slow made it seem ingenuine. The producer gave him a tight smile, and the camera was still rolling.
“Current celebrity crush, ah. I’ve got a few,” he stalled, but the truth was that he only really had one . “Oh! You know Seokjin Kim?”
They were going to milk the interview for all its worth and Jeongguk was prepared to take whatever they had to throw at him. It was all just one simple formula, really. He had this all down to a science. “The front man of MOTS? He’s also the lead guitarist.”
The producer nodded, falling for his little⏤ trap . “Map of The Soul? I didn’t take you for a fan of rock, JK,” she mused. “They’re also a big name in Korea, but then again so are you.”
He laughed it off. “You flatter me.”
“You must have a thing for big bad alphas then, huh?” she teased, and Jeongguk simply held his hands up in surrender. He’s not as bad as they make him out to be , he wanted to say. “Come on, indulge us and your fans’ curiosity. What about him caught your admiration?”
Why would you crush on someone as problematic as him? was written all over their faces. Jeongguk wasn’t uninformed. He knew that man’s reputation spread across the globe like a wildfire. The playboy, the Big Bad Wolf, a walking scandal waiting to happen; what did westerners know about Korean celebrities? Jeongguk could read these people like an open book, he’s been doing this for years .
So the omega crossed his legs, trying to seem bashful as he lowered his head. “Ah, he’s just so handsome ,” he admitted. “And he’s really talented, too! His vocals are no joke and his guitar-playing is sick. He’s really got it all.”
“Have you ever been to their concerts?”
Jeongguk grinned. “Of course, I have,” he sighed dreamily. “I attended their Japan show back in May, but I was able to watch their last concert of the tour back in Korea two weeks ago,” he clasped his hands over his knee, quietly waiting for the next question that wasn’t off the list. “I always recommend their music to my fans, but I’m gonna say it again. Give Map of The Soul a listen!”
“I’m sure everyone watching will,” the producer glanced at the script, crossing off a line. “Well, that leads up to our next questions. Relationships? Any suitors?”
“Nope, none,” the omega replied firmly. “I’m too busy for relationships.”
“Not even if your celebrity crush courts you?”
Now that question. He wasn’t expecting the question to be thrown back at him, but he wasn’t fazed so easily. Jeongguk sat upright and stared intently at the camera. “Kim Seokjin-ssi, if you ever do plan on courting me, flowers and gifts will be much appreciated,” he said in Korean, smirking. “Let me know if you’re interested.”
The first time he properly met Seokjin was when he watched their final concert of the tour in Seoul.
People were always too busy digging their noses in rumors of secret relationships that they never look in the direction of secret friendships. It’s such a silly thing to say, but it was an actual thing. Map of The Soul was a band that sold out concerts within minutes , but there always was other means for him to attend.
All he needed was to send out a message to a certain bassist . Next thing he knew, he was running in excitement to the greenroom, where the purple-haired beta took him into his arms, earning a squeal from Jeongguk.
“Good to see you again, Gguk,” Namjoon chuckled, hugging him tightly. “Can’t believe you’re still up and running. You just flew in from America last night!”
“Hyung, you know I try to catch your shows when possible,” Jeongguk finally detached himself. Their schedules only ever line up every blue moon, which still didn’t make sense because both him and the band would often be in the same country, but he still couldn’t make it.
Jeongguk wanted to support his long-time friend. It’s only right that he visited him in their home country.
Namjoon turned to his bandmates, who were definitely looking up Jeongguk from head to toe because, well, he’s Jeon Jeongguk . He’s a goddamn supermodel .
It’s not everyday they’d get graced with the presence of one of Korea’s greatest treasures. Jeongguk was used to people staring either way, but Namjoon still tried to clear the awkward air. “Oh, Gguk here attended our show back in Japan, but he wasn’t able to come greet us since he had a flight after. He’s also one of my childhood friends.”
And then he heard a hum from behind. “Well, I hope you’ll enjoy this show as well.”
When Jeongguk turned around, as graceful as can be, there was that one moment where he swore his heart had jumped out of his chest, leaving him to function with a brain that glitched because holy fuck .
“I didn’t know we’d be having a supermodel in our presence.”
“Huh.”
Kim Seokjin was stupid hot.
Jeongguk has seen him from the crowd, seen him in photos, in a few magazines, seen his face everywhere on social media. He’s seen that face as often as his own, yet nothing could have prepared him for this exact moment: to stand merely a foot away from the frontman of the band.
And he’s heard the rumors. Those things spread like a wildfire . Kim Seokjin had tons of scandals under his name, which weren’t as bad as the media made it out to be, but he was bad rep⏤as his peers would describe him.
Getting associated with someone like him would only cause him trouble, drag him into scandals, cause rumors to arise. Jeongguk was never one to judge people based on their rumors and scandals, but even if some of them were true, then that was none of his business.
What mattered right now was that Kim Seokjin was standing a foot away from him, black hair, sharp eyes, full lips, a fucking lip ring good fucking god. Jeongguk has seen his face everywhere yet nothing would ever beat seeing it in person. If his eyes dropped a little lower, then he’d be met with a thick neck and shoulders that shouldn’t be that broad and⏤
“No offense, but I thought models don’t get starstruck so easily,” Seokjin caught his attention, tilting his head to the side as if feigning confusion. “I’m Seokjin.”
“I know,” Jeongguk replied too quickly for his own good. He didn’t even bother apologizing. “Jeongguk.”
A chuckle. “I know.”
If it wasn’t obvious enough, then Jeongguk wanted to make it very clear to him. Seokjin didn’t shy away from his wandering eyes, so he was going to take the liberty of drinking it all in, head tipping back just a centimeter, batting his pretty lashes at the alpha.
I want you . Seokjin simply gave him a wink.
God knows what could have happened had their drummer not clear his throat. “Yes, and I’m Taehyung,” he said as if he was sensing something else . “And we’re the Band of Kims.”
Jeongguk laughed at that, along with everyone else who heard. “Dang, I was really looking forward to seeing MOTS. I suppose I can stay and watch,” he played along, but his attention shifted back to Seokjin, who was going through the snacks table, taking a bottle of water.
Namjoon must’ve said something about heading to the restroom, but he completely missed it. Seokjin was keen on keeping his eyes on the model. “How long are you staying in Korea?”
“I’m only here for two nights and then I’m off to Japan,” he answered, teeth tugging on his bottom lip as he considered his next words. “Coincidentally, we’re booked at the same hotel.”
“Yeah?” Seokjin seemed to understand the implication. “Would it be rude to ask whose room?”
“Depends if your room is a mess.”
“It’s not,” he said, then quietly, “But it will be.”
Jeongguk was feeling giddy. Big Bad Wolf, was it? He heard Namjoon emerge from the bathroom, suddenly coming to a halt as if he walked in on something he shouldn’t be witnessing. But Namjoon was a smart man.
He didn’t need that many hints to get the idea and merely rolled his eyes. “Hyung,” he called, gaining Seokjin’s attention. “Be careful, alright? Gguk’s got a reputation to uphold.”
The omega lightly smacked his arm. “Don’t be like that, Joonie,” he giggled, linking their arms together as he rested his head on his shoulder. The band was well aware of where he stood within the media. People were truly out to get him, yet all those petty rumors and scandals never quite seemed to affect Seokjin in the slightest. “I’ll be extra careful, too.”
Seokjin capped his waterbottle. “Don’t want to be painted as the villain this time around.” he joked. “What was it they called me? Big Bad Wolf?”
“I think they called you a playboy,” Taehyung chirped without looking away from his phone. “Remember the scandal you got into when you were at a club in Itaewon?”
“Ugh, I hated that one. Am I not allowed to drink and make out with someone in peace?”
“The leaked photos were pretty hot, though,” Namjoon pointed out. The photos of Seokjin making out with a stranger was the talk of the town, given the high profile Seokjin has. Even with photos taken without his permission, Seokjin still looked good all blissed out and flushed from alcohol. Quite a sight, indeed.
And Seokjin had to agree. “They were, weren’t they? The trouble wasn’t worth it, but hey,” he chortled. “At least it got us a shit ton of publicity.”
Jeongguk rolled his eyes, deciding that he wouldn’t mind sitting down for some time. He arrived quite early, given that their show wouldn’t start for another two hours or less. The omega sat next to Taehyung, the band’s beta drummer, who had no qualms.
But he also owed a friend a favor. “If a friend of mine wanted to go out on a date with you, would you consider it?”
Taehyung side-eyed him. “And who is this friend of yours?”
“Park Jimin.”
“Here’s my number.”
Crossing the room, Seokjin took the vacant spot next to Jeongguk, leaving a polite amount of space between them. “Would your manager mind if you weren’t in your room for a night?”
“She said that I can do whatever I want so as long as I don’t get caught,” he gave him a small smile. “So try not to get me into any trouble, mister Big Bad Wolf . I have a reputation for being the nation’s golden sweetheart, you see,” his eyes fell on the other’s lips. “Wouldn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea when they see me around you.”
“Worry not, sweetheart,” he waved his hand dismissively. “Your secret’s safe with me.”
Seokjin kept his hands to himself for the most part. Even though the quick ride home was silent, Jeongguk could feel his elatedness, that kick from performing still running hot in his veins. He was still basking in his high, Jeongguk could tell that much.
They pulled their masks up, with Seokjin putting on a cap on and Jeongguk hiding his face and hair with the hood of his jacket. It was simply extra precaution, never knowing who might be stalking until they’ve made it to the elevator, where Namjoon and Taehyung leaned against the bar as well as their manager.
Their manager only had one thing to say to the band, specifically Seokjin. “You know what you’re getting yourself into, alright?” he said. “Too many eyes on Jeongguk. They’re more likely to throw you under the bus than anything.”
“I know, hyung,” Seokjin nodded. The elevator came to a halt. “JK’s manager moved his room to our floor.”
Their manager was the one to step out, waiting for the others to come out. “I know. We exchanged business cards.”
Seokjin let Jeongguk walk in front of him and they were entering their own little world. Suddenly, the presence of his bandmates and manager disappeared from sight and mind. The moment they stood in front of Seokjin’s hotel door, with the alpha inserting the keycard, pushing it open for the both of them, the door slammed without another word.
With people like them, time to themselves was scarce.
The masks came off and Seokjin had practically shoved him into the nearest wall, lips crashing into his without a second to lose. Jeongguk groaned into his mouth as his hands entangled themselves into black hair, kissing him back with desperation, buzzing with anticipation.
The vivid image of Seokjin on stage didn’t leave his mind the whole night. From where he stood backstage, he could see what a true beast he was, how he poured his heart and soul into every single song, truly losing himself that he even had this wild look on his face. Jeongguk still couldn’t forget how Seokjin, all sweaty and buzzed from the adrenaline, gazed at him when they came backstage to prepare for the encore.
He didn’t have to see it from a distance now. Seokjin found the zipper of his jacket and tugged it down, pushing it off the omega’s shoulders, his hands working on trying to tug the shirt out of his jeans, to which Jeongguk obediently raised his arms.
Tugging it off put a pause to the kiss, giving them both enough time to catch their breaths because, “Fuck.” Jeongguk was entranced by the hungry look on Seokjin’s face, tongue playing with his lip ring, eyes dark and hooded. Jeongguk never got any opportunities to get fucking laid . Nothing will stop him from making the most out of tonight. “God, you better fuck me right, Seokjin.”
Seokjin laughed, managing to get out of his shoes while Jeongguk turned on the lights by the bed. The lighting gave Seokjin a better view of the omega, a grin gracing his lips. “You won’t be disappointed, sweetheart.”
It was Jeongguk who pushed him back, the first time against the wall to kiss him again, the second time to get him in the direction of the bed, rushing to get his shirt off in the process, but all it did was leave him winded . Seokjin always exuded such confidence no matter what he did, because there was absolutely nothing about him to be ashamed about.
The alpha knew he was staring. He even gave him a few more seconds to stare before grabbing his waist and getting him on the bed, guiding him until Jeongguk laid his head on the pillows. Seokjin slotted himself between his legs, sitting on his knees. “Shit, I don’t think I brought condoms with me.”
“You’ve been called a playboy by Korean media yet you don’t have condoms on your?”
“No one told me that we’d have JK in our presence.”
“So you would’ve prepared some if you were?” Jeongguk raised a brow. “Sounds like you were sure that I’d end up in your bed.”
“You’re here now, aren’t you?” he replied in a smug tone. “I’m clean, by the way. But I’m totally cool if you don’t want to.”
“I want to.” Jeongguk raised himself up on his elbows, biting on his lower lip. “I rarely get laid, but I never went without a condom. It’s cool.”
“Honored,” Seokjin crawled forward to steal a quick kiss from his lips, undoing the button of his jeans, only to find a lovely surprise beneath the denim. “Oh, now I’m really honored,” he took the honors of tugging the jeans off, calloused hands splaying out over thick thighs and the lace fabric that barely held his throbbing cock.
It was impossible to not marvel at Jeongguk. The omega’s face could be seen everywhere from billboards to magazines to social media. Seokjin knew he was stunning through and through, but to gaze upon it in person ⏤he wasn’t going to pass on the opportunity to ruin him .
Seokjin hovered over Jeongguk’s body, lips pressed to his jaw. “You wouldn’t mind if I took my time with you, hm?” he asked. “I don’t get the chance to have someone this beautiful to myself.”
“I’ll hold you to that, hyung,” he breathed. “Can I call you hyung?”
He trailed his lips down to his neck, careful not to suck too hard so it wouldn’t mark, but enough to feel the other’s pulse quicken. “You can call me whatever you want, baby,” he chuckled. “Are there places where I can’t leave marks?”
“Nothing above the shoulder. I have a photoshoot in Japan,” Jeongguk shuddered when he felt his hot mouth travel downwards, teeth scraping against his chest, sucking on his nipple. “Ah, ah ⏤nothing on m-my tummy, too.”
“Shame,” Seokjin settled with touching his toned stomach. “You’d look pretty with bruises.”
Jeongguk whined, curling a hand in his hair when he flicked the tip of his tongue over the other nipple. “Hyung, don’t be a tease,” he said weakly, but the alpha refused to listen. He took his sweet time riling him up, mouth working its way further down, leaving open-mouth kisses in a way that made his body go in flames . Seokjin pressed his lips to his clothed member, earning a small moan, but he was more keen on the real goods.
Jeongguk had the prettiest thighs he’s ever laid his eyes on; thick, meaty, all smooth and toned. Seokjin wrapped his hands around them and pushed them back, brushing his lips against the dips, feeling him shudder. “You really went for it with me, huh?”
“I’m picky with⏤with who I want to sleep with,” his hands wanted to pull him away, knowing well enough that he was sensitive down there, but Seokjin was adamant on doing whatever the fuck he wanted to do. “K-Knew I wanted to have you, you were so⏤ oh fuck ,” he gasped when the alpha sucked a big mark onto his inner thigh. “So fucking hot on stage.”
“Have me, hm? Because being the local treasure means that you can have anyone of your pick?” Seokjin tried pressing further, noting how easily he could bend in half. “I better not disappoint then.”
Jeongguk’s face flushed. “S’not like that.”
“I’m teasing, baby.” He let his legs down in favor of getting his own jeans off. Jeongguk watched in anticipation, greedily drinking in the way his abs flexed subtly, how broad his shoulders were. Seokjin was the whole damn package , and he already knew he wasn’t going to be disappointed when the pants fell to the floor.
The black boxers hugged his hips. Balenciaga , he noticed, but his eyes lowered to the obvious outline of his dick, feeling his mouth run dry. Jeongguk blinked up to meet Seokjin’s oh-so cocky gaze. His tongue swiped over his bottom lip, pulling him closer. “Handle me with care, hyung.”
“No promises, sweetheart,” Seokjin hummed, hips flushed against each other as he kissed him slowly. “But I’ll try.”
Jeongguk placed his hands on his shoulders, pushing him back, using his legs to switch their positions. Seokjin let the omega have his way and rested his hands on his waist, licking into his mouth, only to make him moan. “Fuck, is that⏤” he pulled away briefly. “Oh my god.”
Seokjin stuck his tongue for Jeongguk, knowing well enough that he probably needed some time to take it all in because he had a fucking tongue piercing . “How did I miss this ?”
“I wonder the same thing. Clearly, you haven’t seen enough pictures of me,” he chuckled as Jeongguk cupped his jaw, making him tilt his head back. “Are you that curious?”
“Show me.” Seokjin did.
Jeongguk was too intrigued to feel embarrassed at this point. It was a black flat stud that sat in the middle of his tongue, matching the black ring on the side of his lip. He’s never been with a partner that had any mouth piercings and Seokjin’s lolled out tongue aroused him even more that he mimicked him, darting at the stud with the tip of his own tongue until he was taking him back into his mouth, kissing him all wet and messy.
It only spurred Seokjin to grip his waist tighter, bucking his hips. Jeongguk hummed appreciatively, grinding his hips down, making both of them moan into the kiss. It was exhilarating . Jeongguk could feel the hard outline beneath him, and he could already tell that the morning after will be a pain .
Even better.
Seokjin slid his hands down, using one hand to pull the lace aside and the other to circle his rim, pleased with the amount of slick that was leaking. Jeongguk sunk further on his knees, whimpering into his mouth as he felt him press a finger inside.
He wanted to keep his mouth on his, wanted to kiss him until his lips were numb, but the omega had to pause so he could catch his breath. Jeongguk pressed their foreheads together, eyes fluttering open.
Their gazes met again and he swore he felt a fire ignite.
Jeongguk always had eyes on him, he was already used to the attention, but the way Seokjin stared at him through half-lidded eyes sent electricity down his spine. Seokjin made him feel like he was truly desired , that he really wanted him. He knew this alpha was special from the moment they spoke.
“You look like you want to eat me up, hyung,” he said breathlessly, earning a huffed laugh from the other. His eyes fell to a hint of black ink creeping over Seokjin’s shoulder. “Of course, you have tattoos.”
“I guess that’s why they call me Big Bad Wolf.” Seokjin found all his reactions quite amusing, deciding to keep his mouth busy by kissing his jaw. “Am I full of surprises to you, baby?”
Before he could answer, a second finger pressed at his hole, making his head fall back, another moan falling off his lips. Seokjin was good with his hands. Of fucking course, he was. He really knew how to use them, scissoring him open until they grazed at a sensitive spot. “ Ha-ah, hyung ,” Jeongguk gasped, slowly grinding his ass back on them. “Gimme ‘nother.”
“Impatient, already?” He listened to him this time, mouthing at the column of his exposed throat, inhaling slowly. “You smell sweet,” he noted. “But it’s weak.”
“S-Scent blockers,” Jeongguk circled his hips. “You don’t⏤your scent is weak too.”
“Scent blockers,” he echoed, chuckling dryly. He didn’t have to use them after tomorrow since he only used them whenever they were touring. Jeongguk seemed to be searching for more of his scent, whining. “Sorry, baby. You can get a proper scenting another time.”
“There’s going to be another time?”
“If the opportunity presents itself,” Seokjin replied, pulling back to get a good view of the omega, who started to slowly set a rhythm on his fingers. “God, you look so good like this. You’re practically riding my fingers, sweetheart.”
Jeongguk wanted to pick up his pace, but the alpha had other plans in mind. “Or do you want to ride my dick instead?”
“Fuck,” he looked down between them, bringing a hand to the band of Seokjin’s underwear, imapatiently tugging it down. Jeongguk swallowed hard and swore that he will make the most of tonight. “Fuck. Fuck , you’re so fucking hot. I need you inside me now .”
Seokjin laughed at such straightforwardness, but he wasn’t going to complain. Instead, he pulled out his fingers, pinching his thighs. The omega raised himself on his knees, shuffling forward until Seokjin’s cock brushed between his slicked cheeks, making him shudder. The whole package, indeed. He was everything he could ask for.
Jeongguk dropped his hands to the alpha’s shoulders, looking at him with anticipation. Seokjin took the message and guided the tip to his rim, inhaling sharply. “You’re dripping wet for me, baby.”
Slowly yet impatiently, Jeongguk lowered himself on his cock, mouth falling open as they both groaned, tempted to take it all in one go had Seokjin not wrapped an arm around his waist, controlling how much he took. “ Easy, baby. We have the whole night.”
“Hyung, please ,” Jeongguk gripped his shoulders for support, still adjusting to his girth because Seokjin was stupidly bigger than the average alpha, and he was stupidly hot. “ Please, please, please .”
“Thought you wanted me to handle you with care?”
“Fuck that, fuck me.”
Seokjin wasn’t that hard to sway. He unwrapped his arm and used it to support his own weight as he leaned back, bringing the hand around his cock up to brush Jeongguk’s hair back. “Show me that you can take it, then,” he said, tucking his hair behind his ear. “You’re a spoiled one, aren’t you?”
Jeongguk sent him a challenging look, but it only made him laugh. “Oh, you are ,” Seokjin grinned. “Go on then, sweetheart. Take hyung’s cock and you’ll be spoiled all night long .”
The alpha must’ve underestimated how greedy he would be. Jeongguk held his gaze as he lowered himself all the way, fully seated on his cock, whimpering from the wide stretch, but it hurt so good . “God⏤ hyung, fuck ,” he moaned, head thrown back. “S’fucking thick inside me, hyung. G-Gonna knot me, too? Can’t even remember the last time I took a fucking knot.”
“Asking for a knot without even knowing me for a day? How desperate are you?” He brought a hand to his waist, pressing a thumb against the bulge in his stomach, earning a sharp wince from the omega. “I didn’t take you for a knotslut, mister nation’s sweetheart .”
“ Watch it, knothead.”
“He’s feisty, too.”
Jeongguk, against better judgement, attempted to raise himself up, but his thighs were trembling . Bigger than the average alpha also meant bigger than everyone he’s ever been with. Seokjin even had the audacity to let himself lay down, head nestled comfortably on the pillows.
He wasn’t going to complain. Just like the man said, they had the whole night . Jeongguk only needed another minute to adjust before he sank down on his cock, gasping from how deep he could feel him, how he could easily press at all the right places. The pain subsided fast, left him wanting to feel more of it. Jeongguk pressed his hands on Seokjin’s chest and took what he could.
The omega was known to be graceful, always with poise, and it was evident in the way he lifted himself again, repeating the action until he was building a steady pace. Seokjin groaned low and deep that Jeongguk could feel it underneath his hands. Jeongguk slammed his hips down once, twice, trying to find what Seokjin liked best until he was getting too caught up in his own pleasure.
“ Mmf, feel so good ‘side me, hyungie,” he slurred, getting slick all over Seokjin as he bounced desperately on his cock. “Do I feel good around you? E-Ever had someone as⏤ hnng ⏤as pretty as me riding your fat cock?”
Seokjin thumbed at his nipple, making him moan loud . “So sensitive, Jeongguk-ah,” he chuckled. “You want me to praise you for fucking yourself on my cock, baby?”
“ Hyung .”
“Come on, tell hyung. What do you want to hear, pretty boy?” He started to guide his pace with both his hands around his hips, enamoured by Jeongguk was focused on nothing but taking his dick. “Do you want to know how good you look riding my dick? How about I tell you how much I want to wreck your tight little hole? Baby looks so desperate for it.”
“A-All of it. Tell me, hyung ,” Jeongguk let himself be guided, making the most shameless noises as Seokjin thrusted his hips each time he slammed his hips down. “Wan’ you to call me pretty.”
“Pretty Jeongguk, you’re such a pretty baby.” The omega whined , feeling his body burn at how Seokjin said it with such a deep and smooth tone. “You look so pretty taking hyung’s cock. You’re driving me absolutely wild , baby. Do you even know what you’re doing to me?”
It was good. Everything burned so good . He could feel his orgasm building up, his pace growing sloppy but still so needy ⏤yet Seokjin kept going . “Wanted to bend you over the nearest fucking table when I first saw you,” he gritted his teeth, feeling lava pooling in his gut as he continued to fuck into Jeongguk’s tight heat. “The prettiest omega I’ve ever seen, sweetheart. I’m gonna fuck you so good that you won’t ever forget me, baby.”
Seokjin slammed his hips up hard enough that Jeongguk fell forward, hands clawing at the sheets, dazed eyes staring at crazed ones. “H-Hyung, more ,” he managed to say, lips brushing against Seokjin’s. “‘M close, make⏤make me cum, please .”
The air was stuffy, heated. Jeongguk thighs were aching but he was adamant on fucking himself back on the alpha, feeling his hands groping his ass, digging into the flesh. “Biggest I’ve⏤ ah, ah, ah hyungie ⏤taken!” Seokjin planted his feet into the mattress and fucked him faster, harder, growling into the omega’s ear. “L-Like that, hyung, hyung .”
“You wanna cum untouched, pretty?”
“ Yes, please ,” Jeongguk sobbed into his shoulder, realizing that he must’ve been crying the entire time by how tears rolled down his cheeks. “Please, hyung fuh-fucks me so good. Please?”
Seokjin jostled him a little and just like that, he was hitting his prostate, causing Jeongguk to cry out from the pleasure and shock, going completely pliant on top of the alpha. This was what he needed, exactly what he needed. Seokjin’s low growls and moans made goosebumps form on his skin, feeling him kiss his jaw. “Fucking⏤ close, baby .”
“Cum inside me, hyung. Fill me up,” he babbled on, and the rest were nonsensical. He was gone . The only thing Seokjin could make out was something along the lines of ‘ hyung, ‘m gonna cum ’ and ‘ hyung, you fuck me so good ’ as he chased after his orgasm.
It took two harsh thrusts before they were both coming, with Seokjin coming right after Jeongguk, who climaxed all over their bodies as he cried into his neck, fresh tears falling onto the pillow. Seokjin dug his fingers into the flesh of his ass, letting out a snarl as he came inside the omega, almost seeing stars from just how intense it all was.
It was as if both of them were too shocked from how hard they came, a mix of pent-up sexual frustration and hunger rolled into one. Seokjin could hear his heart beating in his ears, the adrenaline pumping hard in his veins, the endorphins exploding .
He wanted to bask in the post-orgasm haze, but there was so much energy running through him. That, and he was very aware of how Jeongguk sniffled softly into his neck. “Jeongguk? Are you okay, baby?”
“‘M good, ‘m okay,” he nodded, gingerly raising himself on his arms. The alpha felt his heart skip a beat or four. “Feel really good, hyung.”
Seokjin gave him a smile. “That’s good.” He was prepared to pull out, assuming that the omega wanted to rest up already, but Jeongguk was looking down on him with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, bashful somehow. “Is there a problem, baby?”
Jeongguk whined.
Seokjin only had to really feel before he realized why the sudden shyness. It wasn’t that difficult to figure out. The sudden bashfulness was because Jeongguk was still hard .
And so was he.
All that was left was for Seokjin to roll them over so that he was on top, a wolfish grin gracing his lips. “Does my pretty baby want to go again?” he asked despite already knowing the answer. “I did promise that I’ll spoil you all night.”
Jeongguk nodded eagerly. “Can we?”
“I’d be honored.”
The last thing they remembered was passing out when the sky started to turn blue. The times they woke up were to either huddle closer under the covers or to finally take a shower.
It’s been a little over a day since that interview dropped. The buzz he created was quite amusing to watch once he finally got the time to scroll through his phone, witnessing how his own fans and the fans of MOTS ate the whole thing up.
Mixed reactions, nothing that he wasn’t expecting. Most articles published about him painted it as a friendly joke, something they shouldn’t take seriously, because god forbid they insinuate that the nation’s golden sweetheart actually wants to get associated with Kim Seokjin, emerging with scandals every month or so.
More paparazzi photos of Seokjin took to social media last week, if he recalled correctly. The alpha was seen walking back to his apartment, a bottle of wine in one hand and takeout in the other, which wasn’t even anything scandalous . Then again, the paparazzi followed him and found that he was meeting up with a somewhat new face to the media, so several assumptions were made.
Articles emerged shortly after, painting it as another shameless hookup. Jeongguk could only giggle because he knew who Seokjin had met up with.
His manager was next to him when he saw the news, snorting. “I guess the media’s going to be disappointed sooner or later,” Yoonji said. “Remember my brother who’s a producer, Yoongi? That’s him in those photos.”
Seokjin cleared whatever accusations they made by posting a photo of him and Yoongi, holding the bottle of wine and takeout food, no caption included. How sexy of him , the omega had thought. It’s a wonder how the man never seemed to let all the ceaseless fire get to him.
Jeongguk was back in his own apartment in Seoul when he got around to seeing the chaos he created. It was interesting to see jokes going around, because they most definitely wouldn’t expect him to get involved with Seokjin in such a way.
But there were some tweets he saw, tweets that seemed to favor it. Just a few of their photos together, making headcanons and the likes which were too far-fetched. Jeongguk wasn’t one to swoon so easily but.
They looked pretty good together.
He tried to shove that thought aside, but when he closed his eyes, he was taken back to Seokjin’s hotel room, feeling his body flushed against his own as he fucked him into the mattress. Jeongguk had to shake his head and prevent himself from getting too into it.
They still talk from time to time. Seokjin wanted to check up on him after that night, suddenly all doting and worried if he was too rough on him. It was that sweet side of him that Jeongguk never quite expected, what with all the articles.
Enough of him . All Jeongguk knew was that the whole thing would blow over and he’ll forget that he openly told the public that Seokjin could send gifts if he wanted to court him. Instead of dwelling on the chaos it left, he started to look through some restaurants for delivery. And then he heard his buzzer sound. “ Jeongguk-ssi, you have a delivery. We left it at your door .”
Was it the clothes he ordered the other day? Jeongguk quickly stood from the couch, quietly opening the door, expecting a box or package, but it was something entirely .
A basket of flowers. Red and pink roses.
Jeongguk took the basket off the floor and let the door shut behind him, bringing it to the dining table. Flowers and gifts would be much appreciated . “Is this from⏤?” The omega spun the basket to look for anote, finding it buried between the stems.
How about flowers for a start?
⏤Big Bad Wolf
His heart did a few flips.
“You really did,” Jeongguk couldn’t fight the smile that curled on his lips. He took his phone, searching for Seokjin’s contact, bringing it to his ear and listening to a few rings, muttering impatiently, “Are you even in the country?”
Thankfully, the alpha picked up at the last ring. “ Hello, sweetheart. ”
“Hello, Big Bad Wolf ,” he giggled, staring at the roses. “I’m guessing you saw the interview?”
“ How could I not? It’s the first time my name was mentioned in the media with good intentions ,” Seokjin mused. He could hear a bit of noise in the background, piano keys and bass to be exact. “ I hope you liked the flowers. ”
“How could I not?” Jeongguk echoed, and his grin was so wide that he wanted to slap his face a little. “Is this you’re way of telling me that you’ll start courting me, hyung? I didn’t think you’d respond to it.”
“ Courting the nation’s sweetheart doesn’t sound too bad ,” he sounded like he went to a quieter place. “ I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t enjoy our time together a few weeks ago ,” he chuckled, going straight to the omega’s poor heart. “ It can be just flowers if you want it to be. It could also be more, so. ”
Jeongguk leaned against the counter. “So?”
“ You’re still in Seoul, right? Are you busy? ”
“I have the whole week off.”
“ Good ,” Seokjin hummed. “ I’d rather ask you in person. I’ll have my driver pick you up around five and then we could meet? ”
They met at Seokjin’s place.
Neither of them have the luxury of meeting in public places without having paparazzi stalk their every move. It was the wisest decision to make; meeting in the solitude of their homes.
Seokjin was there to wait for him in the basement parking, looking like he managed to slip in a quick shower by the way his black hair was still damp, wearing a simple pair of black sweatpants and black shirt. When Jeongguk came out of the car and rushed to his side, he was greeted with an arm around his waist and a strong scent of pine and another thing that he couldn’t note right away.
It was just the alpha and him in the elevator. Jeongguk was still hidden under his cap and mask, but that didn’t stop him from leaning more into Seokjin’s touch, sighing in relief. “There were two paps outside my apartment complex. Sorry if I took a while.”
“I didn’t wait long, sweetheart. It’s okay,” he reassured. “Traffic was terrible, I bet.”
“You live closer than I thought,” he murmured, because the closer he lived, the more convenient it would be for the both of them. “Would’ve taken twenty minutes if there weren’t traffic.”
“That close, huh? Good to know.” When they arrived at his floor, Seokjin guided him to his place located at the end of the hall. “I would have picked you up myself, but I have people stalking me everywhere I go,” he said while punching in the code to his door. “Maybe some other time.”
It’s not often Jeongguk gets to visit other people’s homes, let alone celebrities. The last he went out to someone else’s place had to be Jimin, but that had been months ago since they were both so busy with their schedules, what with the two of them always flying everywhere for photoshoots and commercial filming. Jeongguk almost didn’t know how to act when he left his shoes by the door.
Seokjin’s place was clean and spacious, looking like he just moved in, when he just hasn’t been home in over a year. There was a long couch in the living room, a shelf with vinyls and records, various guitars hanging on the wall and an acoustic one laying on the dinner table. He even had a keyboard by the wall.
It just screamed musician through and through. Jeongguk admired the place as Seokjin took out a pitcher of water and two glasses. “Hope you’re liking the place so far.”
The omega decided to sit on the middle of the couch. “It’s very you ,” was all he could say. “You have a nice place.”
Seokjin sat by the end, putting distance that Jeongguk wasn’t vibing with, which the alpha noticed by how he pouted. “I have manners, but if you insist,” he reached out for Jeongguk and hauled him into his lap, making him yelp startled, not expecting him to drag him so easily. “Is that better?”
Jeongguk was too flustered to answer. He almost never met up with a hookup twice, so to lay against the chest of the alpha who gave him a night to remember⏤it took some time for him to ease himself into it. He only nodded a small yes.
“Too much?”
“No, I’m just,” he huffed. “Shy.”
Seokjin chuckled, stretching out his legs on the couch. “You weren’t so shy last time,” he teased. Jeongguk tossed his mask and cap to the coffee table, a mess of blonde hair falling over his eyes, long enough that he could tie it up if he wanted to. “Pretty baby.”
“ Hyung , I didn’t come here to be bullied,” Jeongguk whined, deciding that there was no point in being bashful, so he curled up more comfortably, resting his head on his shoulder. “Don’t be mean.”
“I’m not! Am I not allowed to call you all the names I used while I was fucking you senseless?” He laughed. “I don’t think we got out of bed until after lunch.”
“We didn’t. I had to drag your heavy ass to the bathroom.”
“Sorry, my dick adds weight.”
The omega smacked his chest. “Naughty hyung,” he rolled his eyes, but he didn’t come to hear him just to talk about his dick. They could always do that later. “What did you want to ask me, by the way?”
Seokjin paused for a moment, arms fully wrapped around his waist. “Well, I wanted to ask if I could court you.”
Jeongguk’s poor romantic heart.
“Oh.” There was no sugarcoating. Seokjin really went for it, and god , did Jeongguk want to say yes in a heartbeat. It’s just that they were public figures first and foremost, and while he was free to date, he didn’t want to cause Seokjin more trouble. “But⏤I’m sorry, but are you sure? Court me? ”
“You’re the one who’s here,” Seokjin replied quietly. “I thought it over when I saw the clip of you saying it. Joke or not, I genuinely considered it.”
“Seokjin hyung, you’ll get attacked for even breathing in my direction.”
“It’s not like I ever cared about what the media says about me,” he shrugged. “And I wasn’t intending on publicly courting you. I don’t want people breathing down my neck all the time. I just want to⏤” his teeth tugged on his lip ring in thought. “Just try things out in private, you know? Keep it to ourselves.”
Jeongguk frowned. “But we’re so busy.”
“It’s courtship for a reason, baby,” the alpha chuckled softly. “I know we’re busy people, we’re barely in the country for more than a month at a time. It won’t hurt to try, right?”
“And if it doesn’t work out?”
“And if you stop being so pessimistic?” Seokjin deadpanned. “Then it doesn’t work out. We didn’t totally lose anything. You sit pretty like the nation’s sweetheart you are, and I’ll do the wooing. If things don’t work out, then they don’t, then we’re still friends. If things work out, then good for us.”
Jeongguk felt his cheeks warm. So he really thought this through . The only thing he could really do was cover his face, willing all the heat to disappear from his cheeks. “ Hyungie , you’re so mean.”
“I didn’t even do anything. How am I being mean?”
“Because,” he whined, letting out a defeated sigh. “It’s my first time.”
“ Excuse me? ”
“I’ve never been courted before, okay?” Jeongguk finally confessed, and it sounds so embarrassing for him to say aloud, especially when it made Seokjin go quiet. “I don’t have the best track record of relationships. We fuck and then date and then it ends months later.”
Seokjin blinked at him in disbelief. “I’m sorry, what .”
“It’s dumb. I know⏤”
“No, I don’t get it. No one has ever courted you , worldwide supermodel and Korea’s biggest treasure? Sounds like a crime to me.”
“Well, I’m not like you, who must’ve gotten lots of people wanting to court you.”
“Baby, I’m the one who does all the courting. It’s almost taboo to court an alpha, remember?” he mentioned, not that he ever followed traditions. “I’m not pressuring you, by the way. I understand if it’ll make you uncomfortable, but I do want to court you, Jeongguk.”
There’s a first for everything, Jeongguk supposed. The omega lowered his hands slowly, finding the other looking at him with a fond smile, like he found his bashfulness amusing.
If Jeongguk had to name a flaw, then it would be that he has the tendency to fall fast . He blamed it on his inner romantic. Seokjin was proving to him that he was capable of what couples do in the movies, and he was doing so without even trying . Maybe Jeongugk had simply set the bar too low for himself. Maybe he should raise the bar to Kim Seokjin level.
Maybe he should let himself experience nice things that only he knew.
Jeongguk let his hands fall to his lap, tempted to reach out and kiss Seokjin’s handsome face instead⏤which he could do anytime he wanted, but he didn’t want to ruin the moment.
He fidgeted in brief silence. He’s been known for keeping his private life private , kept a clean record, rarely ever had a scandal. In the media, Jeongguk was the polar opposite of Seokjin; business was strictly business, and he never did anything that could potentially tarnish his own name. Seokjin was famous, too, not quite infamous .
They call him the playboy, but they also call him the nation’s heartthrob, because he truly had it all . So if he didn’t have all those scandals under his name, then he would’ve been standing on the same pedestal as Jeongguk.
They were on opposite ends of the spectrum.
Jeongguk leaned in and kissed his cheek. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“I want to experience what courtship is like,” he smiled shyly, nuzzling his face into his neck, instantly melting at his scent. “I have high expectations, hyung. Just because it’ll be my first time doesn’t mean I’ll go easy on you.”
That was a lie. He’s already swooning for the alpha, but he didn’t need to have the advantage of knowing that.
Before Seokjin could respond, Jeongguk turned around, straddling his thighs so he could give him a tight hug, feeling the other laugh at the sudden affection. There was no complaint coming from him. Instead, he just wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, embracing him close to his chest.
Seokjin sighed. “God, you are too cute. I was ready to get on my knees and ask if I could court you after that night.”
“Stop being so honest. I don’t think I’ve stopped blushing since I got here,” he complained, trying to familiarize himself with his scent since the scent blockers finally wore off. “People keep doing you so dirty. You’re not as bad as the media make you out to be, hyung.”
“Thank you for thinking so.”
“Are you really sure you want to do this?” he asked one last time. “My agency wouldn’t mind. I don’t think your company would mind either from what I've heard. I’m just worried that you’d get more shit than you already do.”
The alpha chuckled. “Sweetheart, you’re talking to the guy who openly dissed the media and fought paparazzis. This is nothing,” he added. “But I’m sure, I promise.”
Jeongguk frowned. “Okay, but what if we get caught?”
“Then I still court you?” Seokjin said as if the answer should’ve been clear by now. “The only time I’ll stop is if you ask me to. Okay, baby?”
“You’re too confident, I need some of that.”
“Jeongguk you are literally a supermodel. I’m pretty sure that needs way more confidence than what I’m doing.”
“Don’t be logical and just let me gush over you.”
There’s been a common phrase that he’s heard in the past month or so.
Fast forward six months later. Jeongguk was finally done with another brand commercial, ready to call it a day as he plopped into his chair as one of the stylists removed the small gems from underneath his eyes, removing his makeup shortly after.
Jeongguk was about to doze off after closing his eyes for too long, but then he remembered that he didn’t have his phone on him. As if sensing this, Yoonji came into the dressing room, giving the model his coffee and his phone.
“Thank you, noona,” he took a single sip from his coffee, too preoccupied with checking his notifications and the time. They’ll be flying back to Korea in a few hours. “What time do we leave for tomorrow?”
Yoonji checked her own phone, searching for the plane tickets. “We could leave at seven in the morning if you still want to grab something to eat,” she answered. “But the latest we can leave is nine. What do you think?”
Jeongguk didn’t feel like waking up that early. “Let’s leave at nine,” he took a glance at a notification from contact name ‘ big bad wolf ’, suddenly breaking into a smile when he peaked at the message, quickly locking his phone and sipping from his drink to mask it.
The stylist giggled. “Jeongguk-ah, have I told you that you’ve been glowing these days?”
He hated how his own cheeks betrayed him. “Noona, not you too,” he covered his mouth with his hand, knowing that he couldn’t hide his grin any longer. Only a few of their staff knew about his little secret, like his stylists and makeup artists, but most especially Yoonji.
Jeongguk, you’ve been glowing these days. He’s heard that phrase almost nonstop for the past month.
Yoonji could only laugh, knowing well enough why the omega was grinning ear-to-ear. “Ugh, you’re hopeless, Gguk,” she teased. “I think we’re done here. Do you want to eat or are you heading straight to the hotel?”
“Hotel. I’m tired.” And I want to talk to hyung . When their stylist went to go pack up, he moved closer to his manager and lowered his voice. “Yoonji noona, is it okay if I stay with hyung from time to time while we’re in Seoul? We won’t be flying out for a month or so like you said.”
She contemplated it, this time looking at her calendar. “Let’s talk about it in the car.”
They’ve been extra careful these days. Seokjin and Jeongguk have been under the radar the whole time, managing to keep their meetings hidden and away from the prying eyes of the media. They almost never speak of it unless they were sure they were with people and staff they could trust, knowing well enough that there would always be people eavesdropping.
They were even fortunate enough for having both agencies approve of the relationship, so as long as they were both aware of the risks and possible backlash they could both get, but things have been under wraps for months now.
It’s been great. Things have been great, amazing . Seokjin was nothing short of consistent and Jeongguk was nothing short of whipped . It’s almost embarrassing how whipped whenever he thought about it.
In the car, Yoonji gave him a breakdown of his local schedules. “I know you want to spend time with Seokjin, but so far, you’ll be going all over the place during your whole campaign,” she showed him the calendar on her tablet, where it showed him which days were extra packed and the others empty. “What we can do is have a car take you to his place after we land. You won’t have a schedule for more than two days, anyway.”
“What about after the twenty-third?” he tapped on the date, checking that he’s scheduled for an interview in the morning, but nothing afterwards. “I was planning on taking hyung out to eat.”
“We can make arrangements for private dining.”
Jeongguk wanted to kiss her hands. “Noona, I love you. Can I take Yoongi hyung’s place as your younger brother?”
“I don’t think he’d like that, but I’m sure we can put you in the family registry,” Yoonji chuckled, gently brushing through his overgrown hair. “Ah, it’s a shame we’ll have to cut this soon. Long hair suits you, Jeongguk-ah.”
“I’m gonna miss tying it up,” he pouted. “It’s fine. I can grow it out another time.”
She patted the top of his head, leading to Jeongguk leaning against her. Yoonji has been his manager for as long as he could remember, playing the older sister he never knew he needed, because god knows where Jeongguk would be if it weren’t for Yoonji helping him through the scarier and rougher stages of his career.
It’s good to see Jeongguk all smiley and glowing, given the past relationships he’s had. As an alpha herself, it’s practically instilled in her to protect Jeongguk from assholes, but upon finding out that it was Kim Seokjin that he was growing interested in.
She didn’t know how to tell him that he’s finally found a decent man⏤because the previous ones simply didn’t meet her expectations, but at least Jeongguk knew when to end a relationship. So what if she was happy to help set up dates for them and see Jeongguk develop a relationship in a healthy way? He deserved this much .
By the time they arrived at their hotel, Jeongguk decided to get the day off him and shower, his bathrobe keeping him decent as he sent Seokjin a message. Minutes later, he received a video call notification, so he put on earbuds and answered.
Jeongguk smiled when he saw Seokjin still in bed, a little groggy and eyes still droopy, but he still looked good. “Good morning, hyungie,” he set his phone on the phone stand, getting his bag of skincare out. “Did you just wake up?”
“ Snoozed my alarm twice already ,” Seokjin’s morning voice was something he could never get used to, making him feel butterflies and other embarrassing feelings. The alpha was still buried in his pillows, duvet pulled up to his bare chest. “ You’re coming home tomorrow, hm? ”
“Yeah, Yoonji noona said I can go straight to your place after we land,” he answered. “Hyung, are you free on the twenty-third?”
“ Mhmm ,” and his eyes were starting to close again. “ Think so .”
Jeongguk giggled. “Babe,” he said. “You’re falling asleep again.”
“ S’not my fault you have a soothing voice, baby .” Jeongguk wanted to teleport and cuddle under the covers with him. Seokjin’s raspy voice calling him baby was a crime . “ What time are you leaving tomorrow? ”
“We’re leaving at nine in the morning, but our flight’s at eleven,” he hummed. “Will you be home when I arrive?”
“ I’ll be in a meeting by then, so just let yourself in, ” his eyes finally blinked open again, the sheets rustling as he stretched out his limbs, letting out a sleepy yawn. “ Miss you, baby .”
The omega nearly dropped his moisturizer, whining in embarrassment when he heard Seokjin laughing on the other end. “I miss you too, hyung,” he said with a sheepish smile, still not used to hearing him be so honest and affectionate. “We have two days for ourselves.”
“ Do you still want to go to the studio? You have a long flight tomorrow. ”
“I want to.” It’s not often he got to join the alpha to the studio, where he could watch the whole process of him recording demos and working on tracks for their next album. He saw Seokjin finally get out of bed, his bed hair making him less intimidating and more⏤ soft . Very soft.
Seokjin went to get water and some of the leftovers from last night’s dinner. While Seokjin was getting his day started, Jeongguk was ending his. The omega started to put away his things, setting out his clothes to wear for tomorrow until he saw the new goodies he got. “Oh! Hyung, I brought the new lingerie you got me. Do you wanna me wear them?”
“ When don’t I want to see, sweetheart? ” He laughed. “ I hope they suit your taste. I rarely see you in darker colors. ”
“The ones I wore were mostly from brand deals, so I never really buy my own,” he went out of camera shot to put on the new set of lingerie Seokjin got him. His courting gifts were, quite literally, gifts . Jeongguk was someone who secretly loved to be spoiled and Seokjin had so easily found out his little secret just by testing out with various gifts.
So far, he’s been giving him pretty lingerie sets as gifts that were soft to touch and in colors that complimented him well. It’s his third time doing it and Jeongguk would always put on a show no matter where they were.
Minutes later, he picked up his phone and its stand, setting it on a table as he tried to get his full body in shot. “Hyungie, look,” he saw Seokjin look back at his screen, immediately growing intrigued as he admired him with a satisfied grin. “I love the maroon one, hyung. Thank you!”
The maroon set came with lace panties, bralette, and stockings. Jeongguk admired it in the mirror as well, doing a few twirls. “Feel pretty.”
“ You’re always pretty, sweetheart ,” Seokjin chuckled. “ I’m glad you love them. Maroon looks beautiful on you. ”
“It does. I usually wear the ones you sent at home,” he said, taking off the bralette and stockings so he could put on a shirt instead. It was Seokjin’s shirt, to be exact. He finished packing up so he could sleep in for longer, finally slipping into the warmth of the hotel bed.
Jeongguk took out his earbuds and put him on speaker, taking a pillow and hugging it close to his chest. “What are you gonna do today, hyung?”
“ Tae and I are gonna work on a few songs today ,” he answered. “ Might work out before that, attend the usual meetings, maybe piss off a few paps if I have the time and energy. Oh, and do some grocery shopping ,” Seokjin was staring at his fridge. “ Steak for dinner? ”
The omega yawned. “Sounds perfect, babe,” he said. “You really know how to make my heart swoon.”
“ I hope I am .” Jeongguk wanted to tell him how much it did. “ You should get some rest, baby. You’re about to pass out on me ,” Seokjin hummed. “ Do you want hyung to sing you to sleep? ”
“Please?”
“ Anything for you .”
Jeongguk always slept better when Seokjin sang him to sleep, even if it was all raspy and still laced with sleep, he would choose his voice over any lullaby any day.
He couldn’t wait to go home.
No one questioned why Seokjin was in a rush to head home after the meeting ended. There were plans of eating out after, but the alpha had already declined the invitation in favor of heading back to his apartment, promising that he’ll come next time.
The meeting ran longer than he thought. It was almost ten in the evening and Jeongguk said he arrived at his place three hours ago. There was a high chance that he was passed out in his bed given that he binged a series the entire flight home, so he wasn’t that worried about making him wait. Once he parked his car, he was out and heading back to his omega in no time.
Seokjin left his shoes next to Jeongguk’s sandals, shrugging off his jacket and leaving it on the couch as he quietly scanned the area. Jeongguk’s luggage stood behind the couch with his carry-on on top and cap. He didn’t hear any noise either.
So he went to his bedroom, finding the omega nesting under his duvet, wearing one of his sweaters that he stole. Not that Seokjin was complaining, he looked good in them. A quick change into house clothes and he was finally sliding into bed with him, careful not to wake up, but also wanting to get him as close as possible, nosing at his neck. He smelled like him⏤for the most part, he wore things that belonged to the alpha to sleep.
Seokjin got too distracted with scenting him that he made him stir awake. Jeongguk turned on his side so that he was buried in his chest, humming sleepily. “Hyungie.”
“Hyung’s here,” he murmured into his hair, draping an arm over his waist so he could pull him in closer. “Go back to sleep, sweetheart.”
“Nooo,” he raised his head, but his eyes were still closed, and it looked like he was about to fall right back into his slumber. “Wan’ spend. . .hyungie.”
“I’ll still be here when you wake up, Jeongguk-ah,” he tucked him properly under the duvet, noting that he only had a pair of lace panties underneath the sweater. Jeongguk’s thick thighs were warm to touch, making the alpha stroke them appreciatively. “You must be tired.”
As tired as he was, Jeongguk didn’t want to waste all the time they had. It took him some time, but he wasn’t going to go back to sleep anytime soon, not when Seokjin was mindlessly stroking his thighs, alternating between rubbing his calloused hands along them and squeezing them gently. The more he did it, the more his body was reacting accordingly.
Jeongguk slowly shifted his legs under the covers, slotting a leg between the alpha’s, feeling himself stir in interest. “Hyung?” he rasped, still half-asleep. “Hyung, kiss.”
Seokjin wasn’t oblivious. The scent blockers may still keep his scent at bay, but he knew arousal when he smelled it. “Just a kiss?” he brought his hand up to his ass, groping one side fervently, earning a sleepy whine. “I think you’re looking for more, baby.”
“Want more, too,” he mumbled. “Didn’t see hyung in weeks.”
“I got you.” Seokjin gently guided the other’s leg, pulling it forward so that it was hooked over him instead, allowing him to reach back and slip a hand under the band of his underwear. “Do you just want my fingers?” The omega shook his head. “Move up a bit. There you go, that’s better.”
They were a mess of entangled limbs, but it was the most comfortable position yet. Jeongguk’s face was buried in Seokjin’s neck, basking in his scent as the alpha pulled the soft lace down his legs, sliding his finger along his hole. “Gonna stretch you out enough for my cock, ‘kay?” he told him. “Don’t fall asleep on me.”
Jeongguk only grunted in response. There was no way he could properly fall asleep with how Seokjin pressed his fingers inside, taking his time just so he didn’t startle the omega awake.
There were times where he was fingering the sleepy model and he had fallen asleep despite him having four fingers deep, now that was a time where Seokjin got blue-balled, but it was cute in a way. He couldn’t find it in himself to scold him and just tucked him into bed.
But this time, Jeongguk won’t be falling asleep on him. Seokjin was working him open more leisurely than usual since he was a little tired himself, “I missed you.”
He angled his head back, blindly reaching out to cup his face. “I missed you, too,” his sleepy eyes fluttered open, finding Seokjin’s exhausted ones. The omega frowned. “‘M sorry, you look tired, hyung. We don’t have to.”
A soft huff. Seokjin pressed his hips forward so he could take a hint. “It’s okay,” he kissed his nose. “Just want to touch my pretty baby.”
“Mhmm, your pretty baby,” Jeongguk gave a sleepy smile and pulled him into a lazy kiss that tastes like sleep and coffee, welcoming the familiar feeling of his lip ring pressing against his own lips. Though it was less kissing, and more like their mouths just pressed together, both of them worn out from their day.
Seokjin was already working with three when Jeongguk tugged at his lip ring. “‘M ready, hyung. I don’t mind the stretch.”
“Do you want me on top?”
Jeongguk contemplated, but then he just turned over, back to his chest as he kicked off his underwear. He pulled the pillow to his chest. “Hug me?”
Who was he to say no?
“Baby’s cuddly tonight,” the alpha pushed his shorts down, somewhat thankful that he skipped the underwear. They weren’t in any rush. Seokjin took his time with him, spreading him apart with one hand as he used the other to line himself up with his entrance, spreading slick all over the tip. “So wet for me, baby.”
“Hyung, need you closer,” Jeongguk nudged at his dick, bordering between sleepy and horny and if Seokjin didn’t hurry up , then his eyes would shut and it’s back to sleep for him. “Then we can sleep.”
He huffed. “Could’ve slept first then have sex.”
“Don’t wanna.”
There was no point in arguing with that. Seokjin pressed inside slowly, inhaling sharply at how tight he felt around him, groaning. Jeongguk winced but he didn’t stop him. He shuffled into a more comfortable position, hooking his leg over the pillow. “‘M okay, hyung.”
Seokjin pushed forward inch by inch, easing his pained noises by massaging his hip, shuffling closer but it earned a whine as he did so. “Sorry, sorry,” his chest was pressed firmly against his back. His lips pressed to Jeongguk’s neck, hearing him sigh in relief. “Feel better now, baby?”
“I do.” Jeongguk liked how they were. He could feel Seokjin’s heart beating against his back, his lips mouthing at his neck encouragingly, his hands slipping beneath the sweater to feel his warm skin. He liked feeling Seokjin close to him, he always did.
Jeongguk clutched the pillow tighter in order to bear the thick girth stretching him open, tears pricking at his eyes when he finally bottomed out. Sensing his pain, Seokjin wrapped his arm around his waist as if they were cuddling, exhaling slowly. He gave the omega time to adjust and kept kissing his neck. “It’s good to have you home, baby.”
“It’s good to be home,” he grinned into the pillow, content with how full he felt. “I like being home with hyung.”
“What else do you like?”
“You.”
Seokjin was thankful the omega was looking away. He wouldn’t want Jeongguk to see his face go red, but perhaps he was able to sense the sudden jump in his heart, or his hand curling around his hip, or the wide grin pressing against his neck, or⏤
Jeongguk giggled. “Hyung, you smell so happy.”
“Ah, Jeongguk,” he groaned in defeat. There’s no point in hiding it now. “The things you do to me.”
“I hope they’re nice things.” They were nice things, very nice things. Seokjin didn’t want to spell it out for him, but he felt like he should sooner or later. Jeongguk hiked his leg up higher and settled into his comfort. “Is it weird that I could go to sleep like this?”
The alpha replied by thrusting into him once, earning a small gasp. “Not sorry,” he said. “Just let me cum once and then we can sleep.”
“Go ahead, hyung.”
It was lazy and self-indulgent, but neither of them seemed to care. Jeongguk was positioned in a way that Seokjin was grinding into his slick walls, pressing against his prostate easily, filling his room with sleepy moans⏤most of which belonged to Jeongguk.
He liked the floaty feeling, how Seokjin was taking his sweet time with him while making him feel good . Of course, he would make sure Jeongguk would orgasm. It’d be a crime if he didn’t.
Seokjin draped his arm over the pillow Jeongguk was hugging, using it as leverage so he could fuck into him slow and deep, sensing the familiar swell at the base of his cock. “Fuck, I’m gonna knot,” he exasperated, because it just had to appear out of all times and he just wanted to get some fucking sleep . “D’you want me to pull out, baby?”
“No, want⏤want you to knot me,” he blindly searched for Seokjin’s hand, managing to clasp it with his own. “S’okay, hyung. It’ll feel good.”
They should’ve definitely slept first, but it was too late for that. Seokjin held him close, even with the pillow against the omega’s chest, and worked his hips fast and sloppy, causing his knot to form the closer he got to his climax.
Jeongguk wasn’t prepared for the extra stretch of knot, but he still took whatever Seokjin gave him. His dick was leaking so much, aching to cum. “I’m⏤I’m close, hyungie. Want hyung’s knot really bad ,” he hiccupped, making the alpha growl low in his chest, vibrating against his back. “ Hyungie, please . ‘M so close.”
Seokjin let out a snarl and shoved his knot past his rim, unconsciously squeezing on the omega’s hand as he finally came, with Jeongguk following almost immediately after. “ That’s my baby ,” he rasped. “Taking my knot so well.”
Jeongguk whimpered into his pillow, bringing Seokjin’s hand to his chest without realizing that he was crying from the pain, but it subsided fast because Seokjin held him so close . “H-Hyung.”
It was warm and cozy despite it all, and he was home . Seokjin was home .
“It’s okay, baby. Hyung’s here,” he cooed, intertwining their fingers. “I got you, baby. You take me so well.”
“ Mmf⏤ hyung,” he sniffled. “Hold me.”
Seokjin held him close to his chest the whole night.
They ended up sleeping the whole night after that, not even bothering to clean up or pull out. It was gross and sticky and they wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sunlight was pouring into Seokjin’s room by the time they managed to drag themselves out of bed, both in need of a shower, especially with the omega leaking cum out of his ass.
Plus, Jeongguk smelled like him. Seokjin was pleased.
When they got their business over and done with, the two of them stood in front of the wide mirror, brushing their teeth with sleep still evident in their eyes, with plans of going back to sleep after a shower. By the time they were setting their toothbrushes back in the cup, Jeongguk lazily leaned into Seokjin’s chest and pouted. “Now give me a kiss.”
“Hm, say please.”
“Please?”
Seokjin leaned down to peck his pouty lips. “Better?” A distressed whine. “Okay, okay. I’m just teasing.”
Anything earlier than nine in the morning was a crime, especially on their days off, but Jeongguk didn’t mind waking up early if it meant getting to steal kisses from the alpha. His hair was still a mess and they were both naked⏤they were long past feeling bashful⏤and Jeongguk loved to run his fingers through Seokjin’s bed hair. “You could have hair as long as mine,” he pulled him down for a chaste kiss. “Are you gonna cut it?”
He nodded, humming in content when Jeongguk tried to steal more feathery kisses. “I have a photoshoot, so they’re going to trim it down a little.”
“Oooh, a photoshoot?” He slid his hands down to his bare shoulders, appreciating how broad and strong they felt. Seokjin had gone along with his need for constantly touching him, so he tried to see how much of the omega’s waist his hands could cover. Jeongguk approved. “What are we going to see you in this time, hyung? A suit? A crop top?”
“Sorry, sweetheart. It’s a secret,” Seokjin winked. “You’ll know when the photos come out, but I’ll try sending some photos if I get a chance.”
Jeongguk was content with his promise and properly crossed his arms behind his neck, kissing him slowly and still lazy like last night, but with Seokjin’s hands wandering all over his nude body. They had the entire day to themselves, had good food waiting in the fridge to be cooked, had plans to do together. It was the perfect time to indulge.
Instead of pulling away, Jeongguk tugged on his lip ring with his teeth, making him get the idea and deepened the kiss. Seokjin’s mouth tasted like toothpaste, his tongue brushing against his own, their kiss going from lazy to hungry as Seokjin crowded him against the counter of his sink. He trailed his lips away, sucking at his neck, the warm stud of his tongue causing Jeongguk to shudder. He paused at the base of his throat, tempted to mark his flawless skin. “You want to go again?”
Jeongguk nodded eagerly and guided his head to his chest, where Seokjin sucked at his nipple, earning a soft gasp. “Hyung,” he breathed, his cock chubbing up when the stud brushed against the bud. “ Hyung .”
Seokjin paid no attention and lowered himself on his knees, mouthing against the dips of his v-line before pressing his lips to the base of his cock. “Even your dick is pretty, baby,” he smirked. He always knew Jeongguk would be hairless, it was clear from the moment he laid his eyes on him. “You want to fuck hyung’s mouth?”
He genuinely considered it, which was silly of him because he could always cum again, but he wanted to start his day right . “Can you,” his cheeks flushed. “Kiss my thighs?”
It also felt like a silly request to him, but little did he know, Seokjin was obsessed with those thighs of his. “And marks? Marks are okay,” Jeongguk saw Seokjin’s eyes dilate so fast that he wordlessly spread his legs open, sitting on the cold counter. “Need something to remind me of you.”
Seokjin simply pressed a wet kiss to the tip of his cock and immediately latched his mouth onto his right inner thigh, strong hands holding them open when Jeongguk attempted to close his legs on reflex.
Seokjin was greedy when it came to his markings. He liked to suck big marks on his thick thighs, lapping his tongue over the freshly formed purple bruise before making another, and that was exactly what he did. The alpha nipped at the flesh with his teeth, making him moan. He was well aware of how sensitive Jeongguk’s thighs were and he was going to take advantage of that little trivia as he moved further to his favorite spot, probably the thickest parts of his thigh, and sucked on the spot hard.
Jeongguk gripped the edge of the sink, letting his moans echo in the bathroom, cock twitching at every new mark Seokjin left. The alpha was going to take every opportunity to leave marks, and he did it with subtle growls of contentment.
He made sure to leave enough on both thighs, littering purples and reds where his mouth could reach. Jeongguk’s thighs were damp from spit, a mess of hickeys that made his fire pool in his stomach, unable to look away from just how many Seokjin left. It looked as if they were mauled by a starving animal⏤the alpha was definitely close to it.
But Jeongguk shifted his attention from his thighs to Seokjin, and he swore his heart stopped when he saw Seokjin’s intense gaze. His lips were all swollen and pink , a sheen of spit coating them, dark eyes staring back at him as if he was going to devour him whole.
Jeongguk grabbed him by the bicep and urgently pulled him to his feet, meeting him in a hot and needy kiss that made him lightheaded. It was all teeth and tongue, and he could feel Seokjin’s heavy cock pressing against his own, precum coating his cockhead. Jeongguk slipped off the counter, clawing at his shoulders. “Hyung, hyung, hyung, I need you.”
“Turn around for me, sweetheart,” Seokjin's unfocused gaze suddenly zeroed in on what’s in front of them: the goddamn mirror . “Fuck.”
When Jeongguk raised his head, his eyes widened, entranced by their own reflection. Seokjin didn’t hold that much height over him, but his wide shoulders practically framed his own, both of them wearing the same hungered expression. Jeongguk’s dick was hard against his tummy and it reflected in the mirror.
Seokjin met his gaze through the mirror and reached down to wrap his hand around his leaking cock, making him buck his hips forward, desperate to be touched, and god .
They look so fucking good together.
“What a pretty view,” the alpha kissed his shoulder, teasing his entrance with his cockhead. “Want you to see how good you look when I fuck you.”
“Fuck, hyung. I don’t⏤” A deep flush creeped up his neck. “I-I’ve never done this.”
He let out a surprised sound. “I’ve never done this either, but I’ve always wanted to do it with you,” Seokjin confessed. “Don’t you know how beautiful you are, sweetheart? It’s only fair you see what I see, hm?”
“ Hyung .” It wasn’t fair . Seokjin knew that his words always made him flustered no matter how often he said it. Jeongguk has received millions of compliments throughout his entire career, but none of them would ever compare to the weight of Seokjin’s compliments, because when he says it he means it . “You’re terrible, hyung.”
Seokjin knew he didn’t mean it, so he thumbed over his slit to make him jolt. “Do you want to take this to the bedroom?”
He contemplated it. Jeongguk’s head was swimming in the scent of Seokjin’s arousal, staring at their mirrored image, with his hand holding the other’s wrist and Seokjin mindlessly mouthing his neck⏤because god knew how bad he wanted to leave marks like the ones on his thighs.
Jeongguk didn’t have to think about it for too long. Instead, he tried to fuck into his hand a few times, angling his head to the side like he did in photoshoots. “Fuck me here, hyung,” he breathed. “Go easy on me.”
A hum. “Sure thing, princess.”
His dick twitched in the alpha’s hand. Oh, did he like the sound of that.
And Seokjin grinned all too knowingly. He didn’t comment about it just yet, choosing to push the tip into his loosened hole, which still wasn’t loose enough despite having his dick inside him the whole night, but at least it didn’t hurt the omega as much. Jeongguk groaned, head falling back against Seokjin’s shoulder as he pressed all the way in, the tip bulging against the front of his stomach.
Jeongguk never took himself for the narcissistic type, but there was something about the way he looked that heightened his arousal.
It must have been the way Seokjin brought his hands to the front, tracing along the lines and crevices of his body. They slid up his chest and groped them tightly, earning a whimper as he pushed them together to create a cleavage, making sure the omega saw everything in the mirror. “Princess has a nice pair of tits, hm?”
Jeongguk made an embarrassed noise, squirming under his touch. His body felt burning hot and Seokjin made it impossible for him to escape with his arms caging him, but that was probably the last thing on his mind because⏤ “P-Princess?”
“The most spoiled one yet,” Seokjin circled his hips, watching him through the mirror as he brought a hand to comb Jeongguk’s hair out of his face. “Don’t you think so?”
Gently, he was bent over the counter, allowing the omega to see more of Seokjin’s chest and the new tattoo that covered his shoulder. He wanted to admire him some more, but his mind was so fixated on that pet name that he needed to hear more. He shook his head hesitantly.
Seokjin smoothed his hand over his back. “Not even once? A stunning omega like you who likes to be spoiled rotten and praised?”
“I’m⏤I’m not spoiled.”
“But you are ,” he purred, building a teasingly slow pace, his length coated in slick and making a loud squelch whenever he bottomed out. Jeongguk’s eyes were dead set on Seokjin’s. “You seem so shy, but you love it when hyung gives you all those gifts, don’t you?”
He did, more than he cared to admit. “But it’s b-because hyung gives them as c-courting gifts.”
“Baby, your eyes seem to shimmer whenever I give you a gift,” he thrusted in harder than he intended, hearing a choked moan. “Even more so when you know it’s an expensive gift.”
“T-That’s not⏤”
“Not true? What if I told you I placed an order for something you’ve been looking for?” Jeongguk parted his lips, tempted to ask just what , but he wasn’t going to give in. He’s not spoiled . Seokjin clicked his tongue and picked up his pace, deep thrusts and slow drags of his cock that made Jeongguk’s eyes roll back. “Why don’t I give you a hint? It’s a jewelry set.”
Jeongguk moaned , knowing just exactly what he was talking about. He dropped his head to his arms, feeling shame flood his face from how hot he was feeling all over. “ Fuck , y-you didn’t.”
“My phone’s on your left, sweetheart. Do you want hyung to pull up the receipt so you can see just how much it costs?” He earned a sheepish whine in response. “Knew you were such a spoiled baby from the start. You weren’t even ashamed of asking for more from me when we first met.”
Jeongguk still shook his head in denial, hiding his face in his hands until Seokjin huffed and grabbed a handful of his long hair, tugging him back just enough that it wouldn’t sting so much but enough to make him moan. Seokjin had the most devious grin on his face, sending electricity down his spine. “Are you too ashamed to admit it, sweetheart? You know it’s true.”
He wasn’t going to give in so easily. Seokjin wasn’t going to have his way with him today. “It’s not true!” he cried, trying to fuck himself back on his cock. “S’not true, hyung. It’s⏤It’s not .”
“Awh, don’t throw a fit, princess.”
“ Fuck .” Forget about gentle. Jeongguk waited too long to be with Seokjin again. “ Harder , fuh-fuck me harder, hyung.”
The alpha tightened his grip in his hair, cocking his head mockingly. Jeongguk looked desperate, too stubborn to play along with his games. Seokjin prevented Jeongguk from moving his hips, practically halting his movements entirely . He wasn't called Big Bad Wolf for nothing. “Admit that you’re a spoiled princess.”
“I’m not spoiled!”
“So shall I pull out the receipt to prove it?”
Jeongguk groaned in frustration because he needed to cum, needed it so bad that tears were starting to form. “You’re just bluffing.”
It was clear he made the wrong move.
Seokjin fell silent, letting go of his hair in favor of reaching for his phone, tightening his grip on the omega’s waist so that he couldn’t move, opening up a folder in his emails to find the official receipt of his purchase. He glanced back at Jeongguk, raising an eyebrow as if to challenge him. “Are you sure you don’t want to believe me?”
“ You’re bluffing .”
A huff. The alpha set the phone down in front of him, feeling Jeongguk go completely still as his eyes scanned the screen, too hesitant to move his hand and scroll further. “No. Hyung ,” he swallowed hard. “You didn’t.”
This time, Jeongguk finally scrolled down and that was it. Seokjin wasn’t bluffing. He really did purchase the jewelry set he’s been wanting for months , always having no luck in placing an order, let alone reserving , yet Seokjin was some-fucking- how capable of getting it for him and fuck .
Jeongguk wanted to cry out of sheer happiness and arousal, pushing the phone away, head in hands. “Please. Please .”
“Tell me, sweetheart. Was I bluffing?”
Why did he refuse to give in, anyway? As embarrassing and shameful as it was to say, Jeongguk inhaled deeply and surrendered. “I’m hyung’s. . .spoiled princess.”
“Say it properly.”
“ I’m hyung’s spoiled princess! ”
“That wasn’t so hard, was it, princess?” he hummed. “Maybe hyung should buy you a tiara, too.”
“Oh my god .”
Seokjin dragged him back on his cock, coaxing a cry out of the omega. “You don’t want me to go easy anymore on you, princess?” Jeongguk shook his head, lips parted and eyes dilated so wide. The alpha leaned forward and kissed his cheek, hand reaching down to raise his leg up on the counter. “Stay like that. I’ve been waiting to fuck you properly all month.”
Jeongguk didn’t get another warning. His body jolted forward the moment Seokjin slammed his hips, tearing another moan out of his throat, wanting to cry out of relief. Seokjin fucked him fast and hard , the force of his thrusts jostling him towards the mirror that the alpha hauled him back by his hips, letting out a string of curses. “Princess, you’re still so fucking tight —“ he pushed at his thigh, nails digging into the flesh. “Even though I kept you stuffed all night .”
“Ha- ah, hyungie, good ,” he raised himself on his hands, only to find himself staring at their reflection, transfixed on Seokjin’s wild state and how his eyes managed to meet his own. Jeongguk’s mouth fell agape, making the most lewd noises as he tried to rock back on his cock, syncing up with his thrusts. “Feel so fuh- full . Hyung fucks me so well, feels so g-good. Ah, ah— “
Seokjin could feel pressure building up, keeping his gazes locked with the omega. “Such a spoiled fucking princess,” he hissed. “Always greedy for a fat cock to stuff your tight hole.”
“ Yes ,” he nodded mindlessly, letting his tears roll down his face. “P-Princess loves hyung’s cock— hnng— so much.”
“Just hyung’s cock, huh?” He chuckled breathlessly. “You flatter me, princess.”
Jeongguk choked on a sob, fingers curling into the surface as his cock bounced against his stomach with every thrust. “Hyungie, ‘m g-gonna cum. Hyungie close?”
“Hyungie close,” he confirmed, growing sloppier by the second. Jeongguk was barely holding out as he moaned incoherent words. Seokjin was able to make out a few words like ‘ can’t hold it in ’ and ‘ wanna cum with hyung ’, so brought one hand to his shoulder and pulled him back as he rammed his cock in deep.
Seokjin chased his orgasm until he was pulling Jeongguk back to his chest, securing an arm around his waist as he groaned into his ear, “Cum for me, princess.”
Jeongguk threw his head back and came all over himself and the counter, knees buckling beneath his, but Seokjin held him up in his arms. Seokjin breathed heavily against his shoulder, zeroing in on the exposed neck just a bite away⏤but he inhaled deeply and controlled himself, kissing his shoulder affectionately as Jeongguk let himself ride out his pleasure, soft mewls escaping his lips.
Maybe one day he’ll get to lay a permanent mark for everyone to see.
Jeongguk looked so strung out that he almost didn’t know what to do with himself. “It’s okay, baby. You’re okay,” Seokjin hummed, adjusting his hold so he wasn’t accidentally squeezing too hard on his waist. “Hyung will run you a bath, hm? We’ll use those oils you like.”
It took some time for Jeongguk to come back down from his high, a little dazed and out of it, but he had a content smile on his lips. “Hyung.”
“Hm?”
Jeongguk could easily see him in the mirror. “I like you a lot.”
And Seokjin had nowhere to hide⏤flushed cheeks and red ears and all. “I like you a lot, too.” His grin was wide and honest, and it was something only Jeongguk had the privilege of witnessing. “Can’t you just cancel everything and stay in my arms for the rest of the month?”
“Stop being so gross, my heart can only take so much” he turned his head to the side for a kiss, chaste and sweet. “The Big Bad Wolf is the biggest softie I know.”
“Hush. You’ll ruin my rockstar image.”
Seokjin was in a sour mood. Next to him was their producer, Yoongi.
No one wanted to speak about it, not his own bandmates, not their manager, not until they know the alpha was levelheaded. The thing about Kim Seokjin is that, though he seemed to have a short-fuse, actually has really long patience; it would take a lot to get him show his⏤ not good side.
He’s got a bruised right cheek, a scar along his left cheekbone, and his knuckles weren’t looking pretty, but he could still use them pretty fine, though he couldn’t quite recall the other injuries he had. In other words: Seokjin got into a fight.
And it was justified . But did that matter to the journalists who were writing up about how the frontman of MOTS, Kim Seokjin, was a violent man? Was short-tempered? Was always causing trouble? Of course, it didn’t. It was easy to flip the narrative.
Seokjin had his phone in hand, silently watching as his name was, yet again, being tarnished. The video was shaky, but the audio was clear. He could hear one of the harassers taunting him with, what would later be, the last straw . “ What? You’re not gonna give us anything? Does Kim Seokjin not kiss and tell anymore? ” The man’s voice mocked. “ Rumor has it that you have an omega whore keeping your bed warm. ” The man could’ve⏤ should’ve kept his mouth shut there, but no. “ The man can make anyone his bitch, right? What about Jeon Jeongguk? ”
And that’s where the things went to shit. “ Even the nation’s golden sweetheart is willing to be your little whore and you’re not going to take the opportunity? It’s no secret that he’d get on his knees for any alpha⏤woah, what the⏤what the fuck. Hey, get off⏤ ”
Seokjin remembered his exact words as he grabbed the front of the man’s shirt, tearing the mask and cap off, not at all caring if there were paparazzis around to record it all. “How about I shut your fucking mouth for you? ” He made the first punch and that’s when he just lost it . “Come on. Spew more bullshit, I fucking dare you. Do you make it a career to harass me everywhere I go? Does that include getting innocent people involved? Do you⏤”
Yoongi took his phone away. “Don’t,” he retorted, alpha to alpha. “You did the right thing.”
Deep breaths . Seokjin inhaled slowly, exhaled slowly. The only good thing that came out of that fight was netizens actually defending him. And by netizens, it was actually a mix of the band’s fans and, surprisingly, Jeongguk’s fans. The fans of the supermodel even trended a hashtag that thanked the alpha for defending his name, saying that the guy who harassed him deserved it.
But even if the man deserved it, even if it was justified, Seokjin was going to have to take another blow to his name. He was used to it, but it was getting all so tiring . Seokjin’s mood went from sour to pissed and Yoongi sighed, standing up so he could get a few drinks sorted.
That was until the door to the meeting room bursted open. Everyone turned to the door. “Hyung?”
It was Jeongguk, frowning and concerned.
Seokjin was already in his self-loathing stage, assuming that the omega was about to give him a lecture on resorting to violence, or how he could’ve handled it better, or how he has a short temper⏤
Instead, he rushed to his side, arms thrown around his shoulders as he basically crawled into his lap. Seokjin moved out of instinct, hugging his waist tightly⏤because this was all muscle memory. The alpha was a little taken aback because he was positive that the other had a busy day today.
“Seokjin hyung, are you okay?” Jeongguk pulled back, warm hands cupping his face. “I came here after I heard what happened.”
The alpha hid his face in Jeongguk’s neck. He heard Yoongi telling all the staff to give them alone time, but he still stayed along with Namjoon and Taehyung. “Sorry,” Seokjin whispered. “I think I made more trouble for everyone, including you.”
“No, fuck them. They fucking deserved it,” Jeongguk hissed in a way that made the others shudder, gently making Seokjin meet his gaze. “They kept harassing you. They kept talking down on you and spewing bullshit . You have feelings just like the rest of us, hyung.”
“I’m pretty sure the rest of you wouldn’t publicly beat up someone.”
“You think I wouldn’t beat up someone for talking shit about you?” The omega scoffed. “Doesn’t matter. I made a statement to silence all those fuckers who spoke ill of you.”
Seokjin blinked. “You what⏤”
“Do you have any more injuries?” He scanned over his face, then lowered his gaze to his hands, careful as he took both of them into his own, a frown widening on his lips. To Seokjin, he didn’t bear that many injuries. To everyone and even the nurse who patched him up, he’s got cuts and scars, only further worrying the omega. “Hyung, what happened?”
He remembered punching into a camera lense as well. “It doesn’t matter,” Seokjin sighed and pulled Jeongguk into a hug, trying to calm himself down as he closed his eyes, scenting him. “Did hyung worry you?”
Jeongguk nodded. “I saw someone punch you and left the meeting as soon as possible.”
“It’s not the first fight I got into.”
“I don’t care. I don’t like seeing hyung get hurt.”
He hummed apologetically. “I’m sorry for making you worry.” When he opened his eyes, he saw his friends⏤even Yoonji was present⏤looking at the two of them in curiosity, like they weren’t expecting the alpha’s mood to do a one-eighty. “I’m sorry for causing trouble.”
Yoonji was the first to respond, waving dismissively. “No, thank you for doing that,” she smiled. “If someone said that about my baby to my face? I would’ve knocked his teeth out.”
Seokjin laughed weakly. “Don’t worry, noona. I ruined his front teeth.”
“ Good .”
“Noona,” Yoongi rolled his eyes at his older sister. “Don’t worry about it, hyung. We’re always on your side. It’ll blow over just like all the others, but uh,” he grimaced. “Yeah, since Jeongguk’s name got involved, it will be a bit of a mess. You’re going to have to keep a low profile for now, but what he did helped a lot .”
He furrowed his eyebrows, pressing his lips to his cheek before giving the omega a pointed look. “Sweetheart, what did you?”
From the side, Taehyung handed him his phone, showing tweets from Jeongguk’s account. “Basically, he said the biggest fuck you in the nicest way possible.”
JK @jungkoo_twt
All he did was defend himself after being harassed. Why is he the villain here?
JK @jungkoo_twt
@MOTS_JIN you didn’t have to do that for me, but I’m still grateful. I’m on your side. #ThankYouJin
Seokjin huffed in disbelief, handing back Taehyung’s phone. The alpha was overcome with the urge to cup Jeongguk’s cheeks and kissed him in gratitude, short but affectionate, making him squeak out of surprise, because Seokjin rarely got affectionate with him in front of people. “Thank you, Jeongguk.”
Even after he pulled away, Jeongguk was looking at him with his wide eyes. “Oh.”
“Wow,” Namjoon blinked.
“Yeah, wow,” Taehyung stared.
“So we basically have damage-control now,” Yoongi muttered.
Yoonji snorted, shaking her head in amusement. “Clearly, Seokjin-ah doesn’t tell you guys anything. Jeonggukkie likes to describe their dates to me in detail,” she looked down on her phone. “Hoseok and Jimin posted about their thoughts and their support to Jin. All we have to do now is watch everything burn, and then let it blow over.”
Seokjin wanted to kiss Jeongguk again. He really did. “I’m good at doing that,” he said, and then squished Jeongguk’s cheeks. “You didn’t have to ask them to do that, baby.”
“Actually, I didn’t tell them anything. They just ranted about how unfair your situation is,” he clarified, suddenly remembering everything he told them over video call. “I, uhm, told them about you, by the way.”
“Damn, am I not famous enough?”
“No, not that,” he blushed furiously. “I told them you were courting me.”
“Oh my god, hyung? Seriously?” Namjoon felt like he'd been utterly betrayed, taking one of the wheely chairs so he could in front of the two, unfazed by the supermodel moving around so he could sit comfortably in their guitarist’s lap. Taehyung followed suit, and eventually Yoongi. “Do you even know what hyung told us? ‘ Oh, I've been seeing Jeongguk these days ’ and that was it.”
Yoonji took the vacant end of the couch since she already knew the story. Before Seokjin could even start, Jeongguk beat him to it. “Yeah, Seokjin hyung has been courting me a little after we hooked up. He’s so sweet and romantic!”
“ Define romantic,” Taehyung inquired. “You know, hyung never talks about his past relationships yet he writes some of the most romantic songs ever.”
“Well, I would normally⏤”
“Hyung and I call all the time when we’re not together,” Jeongguk continued, wearing such a smitten smile on his face that Seokjin sighed fondly and let him do the honors. “He also gives me gifts, sends me flowers every now and then, usually cooks meals for home dates, and! ” He squealed. “Seokjin hyung serenades me!”
A moment of silence. They stare at Seokjin in disbelief.
Who the hell was Jeongguk even talking about?
Even Yoongi was having a hard time believing it himself that he looked to his sister. “Look, we’ve known Jin hyung for a decade. Are we actually talking about the same Seokjin?”
“Yes, what Jeongguk said is all true. All of it. He alerts me in advance when sending the flowers, sometimes he’d ask for his schedule, other times he asks for input about the restaurants they book for private dining,” Yoonji enumerated nonchalantly. “Didn’t you know that Jeongguk stays at his place when they’re free?”
“Clearly, we don’t. Hyung, no offense but what the fuck,” Namjoon gave him a schooled look. “No, full offense . You never told us any of this!”
Seokjin blinked. “Well, none of you ever asked.”
“That’s not how it works!” Taehyung complained, running his hands through his hair. “I’m so⏤this is a lot to take in? I thought Jin hyung was just a fuckboy who refused to admit it?”
“Yah, I told you that I’ve been in a handful of relationships⏤all of which ended on good terms,” he rolled his eyes. “You all refused to believe me. I bet all of you assumed I was just sleeping around with Jeongguk, huh?”
Silence, which only proved his point. Seokjin snorted and wrapped his arms around Jeongguk’s waist, hooking his chin over his shoulder. “So yeah,” he hummed. “I’ve been courting him for six months. Yoonji noona has been a big help, too,” he nodded at her. “I need to buy you a drink one day.”
She shook her head and smiled gratefully. “Just continue making Jeongguk happy and I’m good.”
“I hope I have been.”
“Yah, Seokjin hyung,” Jeongguk nudged him, giving his cheek a kiss. “You have no idea how happy you make me.”
For the first time in Map of The Soul’s career ever , they witnessed someone make Seokjin flustered. Not just his ears, but even his face . They were almost positive that Jeongguk was a force of nature.
Seokjin had an earful later on.
After a month and a half of nonstop work, Jeongguk finally entered his promised month-long vacation. No meetings, no photoshoots, no commercial filmings, no work .
The first thing he did was pack a duffel bag with some extra clothes and necessities, and went to Seokjin’s place.
He hadn’t informed the alpha that he would be having such a long vacation. Hell, he wasn’t informed either until yesterday . Yoonji had fooled him into believing that there was still more to do after the fully-booked month, but there wasn’t, she even showed him her calendar. Nothing . Jeongguk basically hugged her tightly and cried out of pure joy.
“Just be careful with the paps and the likes. You know the drill,” was what Yoonji told her after. “You deserve a rest, baby. Go spend it however you like⏤though something tells me it’ll mostly be with Seokjin.”
And she was right. If he wasn’t going to spend it with Seokjin, then he’ll go to wherever Jimin might be in the country (or the globe), maybe visit Hoseok in his studio. A month was a lot of time for him, and he planned to make the most of the vacation time he’d been given.
Jeongguk was feeling giddy. He couldn’t wait to tell Seokjin the news, knowing well enough that they could use some quality together after not seeing each other for another two weeks despite being in the same country. He even added more to the surprise, because his scent blockers finally wore off two days ago. They weren’t able to push through with the private dining date, but they were too busy to even feel disappointed. It didn’t matter either way. They were used to it.
For now, the omega put some of his clothes away in Seokjin’s closet. He wasn’t home, said that he had to go to his secret photoshoot that he refused to inform Jeongguk about, which was fishy because even Jeongguk didn’t keep photoshoots a secret.
Not that there was doubt, just curiosity. The alpha seemed so smug about it that he figured that it was better to let it be. He’d send photos anyway.
While he was in the middle of sorting his clothes and lingerie, he heard his phone buzz from the nightstand. Jeongguk narrowed his eyes after receiving a notification that Seokjin sent him a bunch of photos, plus a message saying, ‘ i’m almost home, princess ♡ ’ and nothing else. The pictures took a while to load.
When they did, Jeongguk felt sick to his stomach.
“Oh my fucking god.” He felt his stomach curl in on itself, chills running through every inch of him, his body feeling violently ill, physically in pain . “Oh my god. Oh my fucking god . Kim fucking Seokjin. Fuck .”
He was going to throw up. He really was.
Calvin fucking Klein .
That was the secret photoshoot. It’s the reason why he kept it a secret, because he knew that Jeongguk would truly lose it, because he knew what it meant to be a brand ambassador, let alone for Calvin fucking Klein . Jeongguk felt his mouth run dry just staring at the photos.
Seokjin had sent all sorts of photos. Some of it were photos from the laptop, others were the real thing. It didn’t fucking matter to him. Jeongguk was not ashamed as he practically devoured every single photo he received.
There were some with Seokjin in ripped jeans and shirtless. There were some with Seokjin in ripped jeans and a jacket. And then , there were some with Seokjin in the classic black Calvin Klein boxers, sending Jeongguk into a state of shock . Oh, did the omega feel absolutely feral . Seokjin looked stupid hot. It was a crime .
He stared at each and every photo. He didn’t even reply . Jeongguk was too preoccupied with drinking in every single photo that he didn’t realize how much time had passed, how long he spent feasting on the alphas photos from the shoot.
Jeongguk was too entranced that he didn’t even notice Seokjin come in.
“So what did you think?”
Jeongguk dropped his phone. Actually, he locked it, dropped it, then pushed it off the bed, like he was offended . The omega was still trying to process his physical pain, head in hands, making noises that were⏤ concerning . Nonetheless, Seokjin chuckled at how hot and bothered he looked, pulling off his sweater.
It took Jeongguk a single glance to see that Seokjin was still wearing the Calvin Klein boxers. He saw the elastic band. He was truly in actual pain. Seokjin was driving him crazy .
Seokjin was in the middle of undoing the button of his jeans when Jeongguk finally lost it.
The omega stumbled out of bed, taking Seokjin’s hand and dragging him to the bed, forcing him to lay down, where his impatient hands took off the stupid denim in record time. Jeongguk sat on the alpha’s thighs, drinking in everything , from Seokjin’s toned abs⏤he changed up his workout routine to make them more defined⏤to the black ink on his shoulder, where he knew would connect to more blank ink all across his back.
He’s seen Seokjin’s body so many times yet he still couldn’t quite seem to get used to what a marvel it was, how beautiful Seokjin was, how his body looked like it was sculpted by the fucking gods . And he’s literally seen a bunch of guys do similar photoshoots.
It’s just that none of them made Jeongguk as feral as he did now. Seokjin did things to him. Not to mention that Seokjin knew how to fucking model .
Jeongguk glided his hands all over Seokjin’s body, from his thin waist to his chest to his broad shoulders to his face . He took in a deep breath, earning a confused look from Seokjin. “ Fuck you .”
Seokjin blinked hard. “I’m. . .sorry?”
“Fuck you, hyung,” he sunk further on his knees, his ass pressed back against the alpha’s crotch, and it took a while for Seokjin to even process what was happening. “God, you looked so ⏤” Jeongguk let out a frustrated growl, hands pressing hard against his chest. “ So fucking hot .”
“Are you okay⏤”
“You’re driving me fucking crazy, hyung,” he decided to wretch off his own shirt, revealing only the black lace adorning his hips, something to match Seokjin’s black boxers. His dick was hard against his stomach as he shuffled backwards, slipping his fingers under the elastic. “I couldn’t even⏤you looked so⏤ fuck .”
Jeongguk tugged the material down and took his half-hard dick in his hands, making Seokjin hiss. “Want to suck you off, hyung.”
Finally, Seokjin seemed to understand why the omega seemed so distressed. “I’m guessing you liked the photos,” he laughed, suddenly breaking out into a moan when he started stroking him until he was fully hard. “ Oh fuck ⏤princess, calm down.”
“No.”
An exasperated sigh. “If you’re gonna suck me off, then why don’t you sit on hyung’s face while doing so?”
Jeongguk blinked at him, and then he snaked down the bed. “No,” he declined, which was even more surprising to Seokjin, considering that he would never pass on the opportunity to get eaten out—what with his pierced tongue and all. “Hyung spoils me too much. It’s my turn to do the spoiling.”
“Baby, it’s fine. I like⏤”
“Hyung, I cannot stress enough how much those photos made me want to choke on your stupidly fat dick,” he said with his whole chest. “Let me do this.”
“Christ, where did my shy baby go?”
“Gone. Princess is a whore tonight.”
Seokjin’s dick twitched, and Jeongguk narrowed his eyes at him, lying comfortably between the alpha’s legs, raised up on one arm. “What does hyungie like, I wonder?” he had a mischievous grin on his lips, fingers wrapped around the base of his cock. “You know so much about what I like, so it’s only fair I know more about yours.”
“I’m good with whatever,” he replied, making the omega pout. “I don’t have anything particular in mind, baby. You know I like to spoil you.”
“No, no spoiling,” Jeongguk lolled out his tongue, wet and hot as it pressed against the underside of his shaft, dragging it to the tip. “Do you like it when I call myself a whore? A slut?” he pressed his lips to his cockhead, lapping up precum. “Your pretty fuckdoll?”
A weak groan. He was going to hold him to that one day. “Save it for another time. I doubt you’ll be able to say anything with a mouth full of cock.” Jeongguk shuddered. “I’m not that hard to please. Show hyung how good you are with your mouth, hm?”
He nodded. Seokjin carded his fingers through Jeongguk’s hair, already missing when it was longer. “Go on, baby. Get me wet.”
It’s cute to see Jeongguk trying to call the shots, keyword trying . He didn’t have it in him to point out that he was still following his directions, silently anticipating the next instructions, his pupils blown wide as he lowered his head. Jeongguk took the tip into his mouth and pressed the tip of his tongue to his slit, alternating the action with small bobs, sucking gently.
Seokjin moaned softly, tucking a hair behind his ear. He used his free hand to drag a pillow down, laying his head on it, just so he could enjoy the view. Jeongguk hummed with uncertainty, but Seokjin reassured him. “Keep doing that, baby.”
Frankly, he could cum like this, from Jeongguk slowly working his cockhead with his tongue, letting out deep moans that made the omega eager. “Take hyung a little deeper,” he muttered, inhaling sharply. “ Shit ⏤just like that, princess. Look at me.” Jeongguk’s doe-eyes blinked up at him, pretty lips wrapped around his girth. “You make hyung feel so good, yeah?”
He whined happily, bobbing his head some more. Jeongguk swallowed as much as he could until the tip bumped against the back of his throat, making himself gag. “Don’t push yourself, princess.”
Seokjin made sure to keep a subtle grip on his hair, guiding his pace. Jeongguk shuffled closer, placing a hand on the alpha’s hip, starting a faster pace that caused Seokjin to let go of him. The moans he made—Jeongguk could only rut against the bed, wanting to hear him make more of those noises, deep and hot , sounding like music to his ears. Jeongguk relaxed his jaw and throat to take more of him, deepthroating him, using his free hand to pump at the length that he couldn’t fit in his mouth, choking a few times when Seokjin accidentally bucked his hips up.
It was such a good view. Seokjin couldn’t get enough of how pretty the omega, even with his face stuffed with cock. Seokjin combed through Jeongguk’s hair and groaned. “God, baby. You look so fucking good taking my cock,” he praised, watching him grind his hips. “Even getting off to sucking hyung off, hm? Does hyung turn you on that much?”
Jeongguk whined around his dick, his pace faltering. Seokjin couldn’t wait any longer and forced him away by tugging at his hair, earning a startled gasp, a mess of saliva dribbling down his chin, causing fire to burn in under his skin. “So fucking messy,” he growled. Jeongguk looked so dazed from all the pheromones, too blissed out to even complain. “Touch yourself, princess. I want to see you get off.”
The omega was pulled back up to straddle his thighs, mind clouded with arousal. “H-How?”
Seokjin pulled his dick out of the restraints of his black panties, guiding Jeongguk’s hands to wrap around it, making him mindlessly stroke himself. “Can you cum like this, baby?” he asked quietly, to which the other nodded timidly, making small noises as he thumbed over the tip. “Princess really liked the photos?”
Jeongguk nodded. “So much,” his voice was wrecked , leading to Seokjin stroking himself as well. “Hyung—Hyung looks so hot, makes me wuh-want to—” he moaned. “ Hyung .”
“Tell hyung, sweetheart.”
He pumped himself faster, glancing back at the alpha, who was watching him intensely, thick lips parted. “W-Want to be hyung’s whore,” Jeongguk admitted, shuddering at the sound of his moans, but only encouraged him to continue. “Hyung makes me want to be a stupid whore.”
Seokjin groaned at his words, fisting his cockhead. “A stupid whore, hm? Was what the man I beat up said was true then?”
“Not. . .not all of it. Don’t want to get on my knees for any alpha,” he moved forward, leaning over Seokjin with one hand on his chest, fucking up into his own hand. “Just—Just for hyungie. Only hyung makes me feel like this,” Jeongguk continued, slowly starting to notice what Seokjin likes . “Sometimes, I just want hyung to—to fuck me stupid, make me hyung’s bitch, make me feel l-like it’s all I’m good for.”
“Jesus fuck.” That mouth of his, Seokjin huffed out a laugh. “You don’t want hyung to treat you like you’re royalty all the time? Is that it? You want hyung to put you in your place and fuck you like you’re just some pretty fuckdoll?”
Jeongguk whined high in his throat, nodding eagerly. “Y-Yeah, yeah, hyung . I’m your pretty fuckdoll. That’s all I can do. ‘M just a pretty thing who likes to take your fat cock ,” he slurred, not realizing that his scent was starting to get out of hand. “All I’m fuckin’ good at is taking m-my alpha’s knot.”
My alpha. My alpha . Seokjin couldn’t stop himself from grabbing his hips and throwing the omega into the bed, holding him down, swatting away his hands so he could stroke him himself. “ You smell so good ,” Seokjin dug his face into his neck, finally, finally getting to know what exactly Jeongguk smelled like without the scent blockers. He always knew he would smell sweet, looks pretty and smells sweet; it’s so him . “Shit, you’re a fucking dream .”
“ Hyungie, no . ‘M supposed to be the one to⏤”
“No, you’ll take it like the fucking whore you are,” he spat, causing Jeongguk to wail from how fast he was jerking him off, how desperate he was to make him cum. Seokjin raised his head to press a kiss to his lips. “Isn’t this all you're good at? Taking what your alpha gives you?”
Jeongguk’s eyes fluttered open, pupils blown so wide that Seokjin had to laugh fondly. “You like the sound of that? Your alpha?”
“O- Oh, ” his mouth fell open, breathing hard against the alpha’s lips, head digging into the pillows as another embarrassingly loud moan escaped past his lips, feeling his orgasm build twice as fast. “Hyungie, please .”
“You’re gonna cum, stupid slut?” Seokjin took his bottom lip between his teeth, letting it ping back. His gaze was heavy and intense, and Jeongguk just couldn’t look away. “Got so hot and bothered by your alpha that it got you wanting to act up? Princess, the next time you actually want to act like a whore, do me a favor and bend yourself over the table before I arrive home. I’ll fuck your tight cunt and breed you like a dumb fucking bitch .”
When Jeongguk came, he came hard , practically shouting a crooked ‘ hyung ’ as he spurted hot strings of cum all over his hand. His entire body was hot, burning hot . The aftershocks of his orgasm left him boneless, still moaning senselessly as Seokjin finished himself off.
“So pretty, Jeongguk-ah. You’re my beautiful omega,” he praised, using Jeongguk’s cum to slick his cock up, stroking himself until he’s finally cumming all over the omega’s body, rubbing the hot substance into his taut stomach.
He couldn’t help but search for his phone that was close to the edge of the bed, pulling up the camera and snapping a few photos of the mess they made, making sure Jeongguk’s face wasn’t in view. The sound of the shutter going off made goosebumps rise on Jeongguk’s skin. “Do I look pretty, ‘ung?” he managed to say through his daze, giggling. “Wanna do a photoshoot with hyung someday.”
Seokjin chuckled, putting his phone away. “If we did, then I don’t know how we'd keep our hands off each other.”
“Mmfph.”
He made a quick trip to the bathroom, coming back to the bedroom with a dampened towel to wipe down the omega with, making sure to take off his soiled panties in the process. Jeongguk liked to sit in his euphoric state after every orgasm, and it was so endearing. He hummed appreciatively whenever Seokjin pressed a kiss to his body.
Seokjin cleaned himself as well before crawling back into bed, kissing his cheek, resulting in the omega cuddling up to him. “Was hyung mean with his words?” he asked quietly. “I should’ve asked if you were comfortable with me calling it a cunt. I’m sorry.”
Jeongguk shook his head. “No, it was hot. All of it was hot. Hyung’s really hot,” he said earnestly, sighing at their mixed scents. “The hottest. It’s unreal⏤oh wait!” Jeongguk shuffled around until he was completely laying on top of him, raising himself on his forearms. “Jin hyung, I have a surprise for you.”
The alpha hummed. “Is it not the scent blockers wearing off?”
“No, but that was one,” Jeongguk grinned. “I’m on vacation. A month-long vacation.”
Seokjin widened his eyes, staring at him incredulously. “You’re joking?” Jeongguk’s grin grew even wider. “Holy fuck⏤why didn’t you tell me earlier? I could’ve planned a couple dates out of the country!”
“Then that would ruin the surprise,” he stuck his tongue out. “Might take some time to see Hoseok and Jimin, too. But for the most part of my vacation, I’m all yours, hyung.”
“I’m gonna go level up my courting game. You think this is all I got? You’re going to get so sick of it that you’ll be begging me to stop.”
Jeongguk laughed at his silliness, wriggling closer to his face so he could steal a kiss, and then steal four more for good measure. Seokjin has already done so much for him, made him the happiest he’s ever been, gave him nothing but good times and memories that he’ll cherish for a very long time. It made his heart flutter whenever Seokjin talked about other plans in store for courting him.
Still, he had lingering curiosity.
“Hyung, when do we start dating?”
Seokjin was stunned back into silence. “I’m sorry, what .”
Jeongguk furrowed his eyebrows at his reaction, suddenly feeling bashful all over again⏤like when the alpha asked to court him. “I just wanted to know when. . .we can make it official. You’ve been courting me for so long.”
“ I’m sorry, what .”
He frowned. “You don’t want to make it official?”
Seokjin suddenly sat upright, causing the other to follow, seated where he belongs: on his lap. Seokjin gently took his hands in his own, meeting his gaze. “Jeongguk, my sweetheart,” he started. “I have been waiting for you to make it official. I’m literally the one courting you.”
A long, hard blink. It was Jeongguk’s turn to be stunned into silence, which made Seokjin bring his hands to his mouth, trying to contain his laughter. “Yah, Jeon Jeongguk,” he shook his head in disbelief. “This whole time, the entire past six-almost-seven months of me courting you ⏤you were actually waiting for me to make it official?”
“Wait, I’m supposed to be the one to say when we’re dating?”
“Uh, yes ,” Seokjin squeezed his hands. “That was basically the point of courtship?”
“This is my first time being courted, I told you!”
Ah . Now that completely slipped his mind. Looks like that was my bad . “Should I plan a fancy date where I finally ask you to be mine or do you want me to ask you now?”
The first option sounded appealing to him, but Jeongguk giggled. His answer was long overdue. “Hyung, I want us to be official.”
“Oh, so now you’re doing your part?”
“And I intend on dating you with the intent of mating.”
“Shut the fuck up, oh my god.” Seokjin immediately hid his face in Jeongguk’s shoulder, hauling him closer so he couldn’t see the alpha red in the face, because god forbid Jeongguk would let it get to his head; that the Big Bad Wolf gets flustered because the nation’s golden sweetheart says some of the sweetest, sappiest things . “I hate you.”
Jeongguk laughed into his neck, nuzzling further to scent him, bringing his arms up to hug him. “Ah, hyungie,” he smiled. “You smell so happy again.”
He took in a deep breath, and sighed. “I’m the happiest man alive.” The confession made Jeongugk’s heart want to sing out of joy, tripling in size as Seokjin pressed butterfly kisses to his neck. “I’m gonna give you a mating bite here one day.”
“ Hyung! ”
“I’m gonna give your stylist noonas a hard time whenever you have photoshoots. They’re gonna have to cover it up all the time,” he mused. “They’ll get so tired of doing it that they’ll reach a point where they’ll just make you do photoshoots with a mating mark on display, and everyone will know that the nation’s sweetheart is mated.”
“You can dirty talk and sweet talk?” Jeongguk whined in distress, his face burning at the idea of it, because he would really like that. “What if the editors blur it out, hm?”
“Then I’ll post pictures of you with my mark. Duh .”
“ Duh ,” he repeated with a dumb grin. “So you intend on going public with our relationship in the future, too?”
Seokjin nodded. “If you’re cool with it, of course,” he finally pulled back, a faint dust of pink still lingering on his cheeks, but he wasn’t as flustered. “Also because I want to flex that I have the most talented and beautiful omega as my mate. Duuuh .”
Jeongguk rolled his eyes at him in exasperation, though his grin said otherwise. “I’m so gonna ruin your image to my friends, hyung.”
“Well,” he shrugged. “Let them know how bad I have it for you, at least.”
“I think they already have an idea,” Jeongguk leaned in to rub their noses together, happy, content, brimming with adoration. “You make me so happy, Kim Seokjin.”
Seokjin covered Jeongguk’s face with his hand and pushed him away.
Jimin, to say the least, was curious about their relationship. Curious enough that he had to wrestle Jeongguk into giving him his phone.
“I told you, hyung. We mostly talk over call,” Jeongguk told him as he scrolled through their text conversation, though he did read a few instances where they were sexting⏤which also led to video call⏤but other than that, it was tame. “You’re just gonna find gross sappy stuff.”
Jimin narrowed his eyes at him and decided to open his photo gallery. Jeongguk suddenly remembered that his gallery wasn’t as tame as the rest of their text conversation. “Wait⏤”
“Holy shit.” The first photo in his gallery was literally a raunchy photo. It was taken with the front camera, a photo of Seokjin and Jeongguk together from the neck down, nude and glowing from post-orgasm. “Oh my god, Jeongguk. You whore! ”
The alpha laughed, all bright and almost in disbelief. Between the two models, Jeongguk was the prude one and Jimin was the one influencing him to get in touch with his inner hoe. “Babe, you and Seokjin hyung literally take the hottest nudes,” he gushed. “If you end up making a sex tape, let me know.”
He eventually found out that Jeongguk has an entire folder just for his and Seokjin’s photos, both wholesome and less wholesome. Jimin looked at a few more, such as the many mirror nudes and the many photos of Seokjin balls deep inside the omega. Looking back at the photos, they were really fucking good photos. “Hyung has the better ones, though.”
“When I get the opportunity to meet him, do you think he’ll also let me see the photos?”
“He would literally offer to show them if he vibes with you,” he decided to lay down on the couch, pillowing his head on Jimin’s lap. “And why is Hoseok hyung taking forever to shower?”
“ I’m done, I swear .” The sound of the bathroom door followed, with a freshly showered beta coming out of it, hair damp and a loose shirt flowing around. “I overheard something about a sex tape and our Koo being a whore.”
“We’re looking at their nudes.”
“Let me see!”
Jeongguk groaned, covering his face in embarrassment when Hoseok sat next to Jimin, making impressed sounds as Jimin showed him his favorite ones. “Why am I friends with you two?” Despite their strange interest in the couple’s nudes, they were two of his pillars of support, though they don’t really seem to have a concept of boundaries on certain days. “There aren’t many spicy ones. They’re all with Seokjin hyung.”
Hoseok gave him a schooled look. “These aren’t spicy enough? What does the Kim Seokjin keep on his phone?”
“The messier ones. Uh, he has a few videos of me riding him in lingerie, too. Damn, why didn’t I ask him to send me those?” he pouted, which only earned a concerned look from the other two. “Oh! I have news, too.”
“Are you finally going to admit that you want a film a sex tape?”
“Oooh, hyung and I can help with it.”
“No, no sex tape,” Jeongguk rolled his eyes. They couldn’t take anything that showed their faces. “Seokjin and I are dating!”
Hoseok and Jimin glanced at each other, then back at the omega. Hoseok scratched behind his neck, trying to look for the right words while Jimin blinked at him. “We’re happy for you, babe.”
“Yeah, we really are.”
Jeongguk frowned.
“No, it’s not like that. We just thought you two were already together,” Hoseok reassured, holding back a grin. “Koo, our baby. I don’t know if you’re aware, but you never once clarified that Seokjin hyung was actually courting you. You just gush about him with, you know, stars in your eyes.”
Jimin nodded. “If we had let you ramble about him even more, then you probably would’ve just said you’re in love with him. It’s okay, though. It’s great to see you happy.”
“Huh.” In love . “I mean, I think⏤”
His phone started ringing. Jimin gave the omega a soft smile and gave it to him. “Your lover calls.”
Jeongguk sat upright and raised the phone to his ear. “Hi, hyungie.”
“ Hello, sweetheart. Sorry to bother your bonding time, but something came up and I won’t be able to tell you later ,” Seokjin hummed. “ It’s just band business and late hours in the studio. Anyway, I can’t pick you up tonight, but I can tomorrow. Is tomorrow evening, alright? ”
“Hyung, you know that’s totally fine with me,” he answered softly. “Try to get some rest in between, okay? I don’t want Yoongi hyung ringing me up to force you out of the studio.”
“ No promises, ” he muttered. “ I’ll text you tomorrow when I’m there .”
The omega picked up something. “You mean⏤you’re going to pick me up personally?”
“ Well, yeah? ” A pause. They both knew what it meant. They both knew that there was a risk. And while Jeongguk didn’t mind what the risks were, it was still a lot coming from the alpha himself. “ Is that okay? ”
His cheeks hurt from his smiling. “It’s perfect,” he nodded. “Ah, is it okay if we stay at my place tomorrow? The receptionist told me that I have a bunch of packages piling up, so I figured I should open them at some point. Oh, and we can order takeout!”
“ Whatever you want to do, princess ,” he laughed. “ Hope you’re having fun there. Tell them I said hi. ”
“Hyung said hi,” Jeongguk repeated, putting the phone on speaker. “Ah, they also saw our photos. Jiminie hyung also wondered if you would so kindly send the spicier photos and videos.”
“I was joking ⏤”
“ Sure, I’ll send some of them shortly ,” Seokjin hummed. “ Anyway, I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetheart. Enjoy your night. ”
“See you tomorrow, hyungie!”
When the call ended, Jimin shoved him playfully. “He wouldn’t actually send them, right?”
Three minutes later, Jeongguk received a notification from Seokjin. When he unlocked his phone, he gave the phone to Jimin. “Go crazy,” he snorted, standing up from the couch so he could raid their fridge. “Oh, you might want to turn the volume down.”
“ ⏤ah, ah, ah, hyungie! ”
“Damn, are you sure you don’t want to make a sex tape?”
“Think of it as a form of art.”
Jeongguk paid them no mind. In love . He picked up a water bottle and leaned against the kitchen island, a small grin playing on his lips. I guess I am .
For some reason, he felt nervous.
It’s a strange fact, but he’s never been in Seokjin’s car before. He never got the opportunity to ride it in considering the situation they were in. Seokjin drove a Mercedes-Benz, black outside and inside, a very sexy car indeed.
Jeongguk fidgeted with his thumbs as he watched Seokjin slip into the driver’s seat, buckling his seatbelt, turning to the omega. “You all set to go?” He slipped his hand over Jeongguk’s thigh, sensing his restlessness. “I can always call our driver to pick you up if⏤”
“Hyung, you’re fretting again.”
“I am. I’m sorry.”
“Hey,” Jeongguk placed his hand on top of Seokjin’s, taking his knuckles to his lips. He was restless, but so was his lover, maybe double that since it was his idea. “I don’t care if we get caught, Seokjin. I told you this already.”
“I know, I know. I just can’t help but think about what people would think of you,” Seokjin admitted, leaning back in his seat. “I’m not exactly the best man for your image.”
“I don’t care about my image either, hyung,” he reminded, giving him a soft smile. “They don’t know a thing about our relationship and they don’t know us personally. I’m more worried about what people have to say about you , but we both know that I’ll never let people talk shit about you.”
Seokjin nodded, starting the engine. “Look at my princess in shining armour.”
“I guess that makes you my prince.”
The alpha attempted to bite back his grin and failed terribly. It made Jeongguk laugh, bringing his hand back to his lips for a kiss of encouragement, and then pressing one to Seokjin’s lips afterwards. “Do you want me to ask Yoonji noona to prepare a statement?”
“I already sent our managers a heads up. They said there’s a good chance that those statements will be going up today,” his hand rested on the omega’s thigh, finally driving off. “So how about a public date next week, sweetheart?”
Jeongguk settled into his seat, turning on the radio. “Sounds perfect, honey.”
“Honey?”
“Honey,” he nodded. “You’re as sweet as honey⏤also because you make me all sticky at the end of the day.”
The drive to his apartment was peaceful, interesting as well, but it wasn’t as convenient as when they would go from place to place with their driver. Jeongguk could cuddle the alpha in the backseat that way. Then again, there was something so domestic and comfortable about sitting up in front with his boyfriend driving.
Seokjin looked really attractive driving with one hand, too. He looked attractive doing just about anything. He wasn’t wearing his mask and he wasn’t wearing a cap. Neither was Jeongguk.
They were practically begging to get caught at this point. If paparazzi were going to take photos of them, then they better get a good angle.
At the intersection near Jeongguk’s apartment building, they came to a redlight, humming along to whatever was playing on the radio. Seokjin glanced over to find Jeongguk scrolling through his phone, bringing a hand to comb through his slightly damp hair. “You showered at Jimin’s?” The omega confirmed it. “Hm, no wonder you smell weird.”
“You scent me all the time, hyung.”
“Is it wrong that I want my lovely omega to smell like me?” Seokjin pouted his lips at him. Jeongguk kissed his pout away without even thinking. “That’s definitely going to be a good candid photo.”
“Kiss my hand while you’re at it,” Jeongguk deadpanned, but Seokjin did exactly that, making him giggle. “You already spotted some? I don’t see anyone holding a camera.”
“I saw people using their phones. Plus, there are some across the street, look a little to your right,” he said coolly, watching the lights go green. When he made a left turn, they ended up spotting more outside the gate of the subdivision. “I’m good at spotting paps. Makes flipping them off more personal.”
“Hyung is so cool sometimes.”
“Only sometimes?”
“Most of the time,” he corrected. “Other times, you’re so sappy that you lose your cool image.”
At the gate to the subdivision, Seokjin lowered his window for Jeongguk to show his face, to which the guard greeted them and let them in with a wave. “I finally get to see what sort of luxurious place you live in,” he teased. “Rumor has it you really live like a princess.”
“You better watch your mouth hyung. I might just kick you out,” he threatened half-heartedly as they entered the basement parking. Seokjin simply rolled his eyes and parked his car near the back entrance.
When they both stepped out of the car, Seokjin took out a small backpack, likely with clothes for the night, and a black paper bag with a box inside. Jeongguk held out his hand for Seokjin to hold, but he also stared at what was in his other hand. “What’s that, hyung?”
Seokjin grinned. “You’ll know soon enough.”
It didn’t help that there wasn’t a brand printed anywhere on the bag. Jeongguk rushed them to the elevator so he could know sooner . Unlike Seokjin’s place, the omega lived higher up since there was a nicer view there, with the con being that the elevator ride up would take longer than they would have liked, but they weren’t in any particular rush.
Jeongguk punched in the code to his place and unlocked the door with his keys. “Make yourself at home,” he said as they left their shoes at the door, immediately eyeing the amount of packages waiting next to them. “I’m gonna change into something more comfortable.”
Seokjin muttered okay and decided to take a look around. Jeongguk’s place was really nice, definitely expensive. The kitchen looked pretty fancy as well. It was big and had a long kitchen island that looked like it was barely used. I should start coming here more often .
It wasn’t as personalized as his own place. Mostly just looked like a place for him to live in rather than a home , but it was comfortable nonetheless.
Seokjin walked down the hallway, finding one of the doors opened. He later learned that it was a walk-in closet. “You really do live like a princess,” he laughed, because Jeongguk was wearing a sheer lace robe that matched his lace underwear. “Spoiled thing.”
“Hush!” Jeongguk took a hair tie from the vanity and tied half of his hair up since it wasn’t long enough for a ponytail. “They’re soft and I feel pretty walking around in these, okay?”
“I’m not judging, baby.”
The omega huffed and ushered him out of his closet, guiding him to his bedroom instead, where he earned yet another amused laugh. “ Silk sheets? ” Seokjin set his bag down by the foot of his bed⏤his king sized bed⏤and ran his hand over the soft material. “You’ve practically been living in my place all this time, when we could’ve been sleeping in these expensive sheets?”
Jeongguk pouted. “But I like your place more,” he reasoned. “And these are tedious to wash.”
“God, what a spoiled princess my boyfriend is,” the alpha removed his sweater, waltzing around the spacious bedroom in a white shirt and sweats. His room had everything he needed, from a giant bed to a giant tv mounted on the wall to his work desk off to the side. Jeongguk even had a minifridge . “I keep forgetting that you’re a worldwide known supermodel.”
“I’m literally on the cover of Vogue this month,” Jeongguk mentioned, then an idea came to mind. “Oooh, you could be my date for New York Fashion Week, hyung.”
“Are you sure? I might steal the spotlight from you, baby.”
He chose not to respond to that. Instead, he wanted to know what it was that Seokjin brought with him and why he refused to set it down. In most cases, him now setting it down meant that it was expensive . Jeongguk eyed the paper bag then blinked up at his lover. “So can I know what’s in there?”
Seokjin thought it over. “A gift,” he hinted, keeping it behind his back in case the omega tried to snatch it. “Not sure if I want to give it just yet.”
“You’re going to make me work for it, aren’t you?” The look on his face said it all. “Hyungie, pwetty pwease? ” He tried to go for the puppy eyes, which would normally work on the alpha since he even added a cute pout, but Seokjin was being rather stern . “I let you into my home and you’re already being mean to me.”
“I guess I can just go back home and take this with me then,” he challenged, making Jeongguk retract his statement. “This arrived earlier than expected, so I thought this was the perfect opportunity to give it.”
Jeongguk was growing impatient. “When will you give it?”
“Hm, get on the bed first,” Seokjin watched as the omega crawled onto his bed, sitting pretty in the center of it with the robe draped over his legs. He contemplated his next action, deciding that it was the more logical to remove his shirt⏤for reasons . He folded it and set it aside on a chair. “Now close your eyes.”
Jeongguk followed quietly, listening solely on the alpha’s footsteps padding towards the bed, where he heard some rustling; the sound of the box being taken out of its bag. “I think you’re going to like this one.”
He closed his eyes tightly as the urge to open them surfaced. It sounded like Seokjin put the paper bag aside and put the box on the bed, sliding it towards him. “You can open them now,” he said, to which he followed. “I got really lucky getting this gift, even had the opportunity to customize it.”
Even the black box didn’t have any branding on it, so Jeongguk could only assume that it wasn’t the original packaging⏤or maybe it was discreet packaging, something that wouldn’t give away the surprise. No matter. Jeongguk decided that it wasn’t worth pondering about and got his hands on the edges, lifting the cover up.
But when he gently pulled the crepe paper aside, he felt his mouth run dry.
Jeongguk stared up at Seokjin in disbelief. “You⏤You bought this?”
“Good thing Yoonji noona had all your measurements,” Seokjin chuckled softly. “Even the stranger ones.”
In the box was a tiara .
“Hyung,” he croaked, feeling that familiar sense of arousal pooling in the pit of his stomach, causing a spike in his pulse. Jeongguk kept glancing between the tiara⏤ an actual fucking tiara ⏤and Seokjin, almost unsure of what to even do . “I can’t believe you⏤this is⏤ hyung .”
“Didn’t I tell you before?” Seokjin tilted his head innocently. “That I’d buy you a tiara one day.”
“ Fuck .” Jeongguk almost didn’t want to touch it. Maybe I should buy you a tiara one day . In the end, he did. He picked up the pretty thing with caution, observing how it glimmered under the light, weighted in his hand. It’s so pretty. “Hyungie, can I? Can I wear it? Please?”
“It’s for you, sweetheart. Of course, you can.”
Jeongguk gazed upon it with starry eyes. “Put it on for me?”
Seokjin obeyed without another word. He moved the box aside so he could kneel in front of the omega, taking the headpiece from his hands. “Bow your head a little? I need to make sure it’s secured.” As the omega followed, Seokjin tucked away a few strands behind his ear, smoothing out his hair before using both his hands to set the tiara on his head. “Does it feel loose?”
Jeongguk tried to shake his head around, feeling all giddy and excited. “No, it feels secured, hyung,” he lifted his head back up, unable to hide his satisfied grin. “How do I look?”
Seokjin moved back to stand by the foot of the bed, which made Jeongguk effortlessly slip into a pose, legs extending as he rested his weight on one arm. Jeongguk tilted his head slightly, even adjusted how his robe covered him, and curled the corners of his lips.
No matter where he was, no matter what he did, Jeongguk always looked so stunning . It made it harder for Seokjin to breathe, frankly. He wanted to laugh at himself for how gone he was for the omega, how his chest tightened when he smiled, how he couldn’t help but get red in the face whenever he had something that went to his heart.
Jeongguk continued to strike a few poses, starting to get nitpicky at how he was executing it. Clearly, it was all from constantly having to look nothing less than perfect in front of a camera. Seokjin had the most disgustingly fond look in his eyes because he really didn’t have to get into model mode.
He’s so endearing that it hurts.
How do I look?
“You look like the love of my life.”
For a quiet minute, the two of them stared at each other. Jeongguk looked at him as if he was doubting his own hearing and Seokjin wasn’t retracting his statement at all. He only had this lovesick smile on his face.
“Yeah,” Seokjin nodded to himself, red-eared. “I guess I let that one slip, huh?”
Jeongguk was the one red in the face, slowly pushing himself back to his knees, tempted to hang his head in his hands. Instead, he crawled forward to the edge of his bed, standing on his knees, beckoning Seokjin to come closer. “Come here, I need to kiss the man I love most.”
It wasn’t as shocking to hear. It felt more like they finally broke the ice, allowing themselves to say what they’ve been really meaning to say⏤because it’s different hearing it than conveying it through their small and big gestures.
Seokjin leaned in and cupped his face, pulling Jeongguk into a soft and slow kiss. It was short and it was tender. Nothing changed between them. Deep down, maybe they already knew what it was they were feeling. There wasn’t any need for a grand confession with fireworks and sparks. There wasn’t any need for them to kiss breathless⏤though it was always welcome.
Instead, Jeongguk smiled against his lips and pulled away, peering at him through his pretty lashes. “I love you, Seokjin.”
It was an arrow to his heart. “I love you, too.”
Nothing changed between them. Jeongguk leaned into his touch and Seokjin caressed his cheek lovingly. “You make me so happy, hyung,” he said earnestly. “I can’t believe I hooked up with you one night and it led to me falling in love with you.”
“Damn, was my dick game that good?”
“You fuck like you’re making love, hyung.”
“Hmm, that would make a good song lyric,” Seokjin stole a quick kiss, squishing his cheeks together. He raised an eyebrow mischievously. “I’ll even include a sample of my baby moaning from his alpha making love to him all night long.”
Jeongguk tried making a face despite having his cheeks squished. “I dare you,” he retorted. “I’d stream the hell out of that song.”
(Somewhere in the near future, Seokjin did exactly that.)
They could make arrangements for that soon, but for now, Jeongguk was feeling indulgent . “Hyung, I have an idea,” he pulled his hands off his cheeks and jumped to his feet. “How do you feel about dressing up? In silk, to be more specific.”
Seokjin blinked. “I don’t mind. Why do you ask?”
“I want to take photos with hyung!”
Fortunately, his robes were loose enough to fit the alpha’s shoulder.
“So this is how you take photos at home,” Seokjin commented as he helped set up the lighting in Jeongguk’s office, which looked more like a small makeshift studio with white background and cameras neatly stored away. “Is this for a personal collection?”
Jeongguk hummed in thought as he set up his laptop. “We can post a few if you want? I think they’d be too pretty to not post.”
There was nothing more romantic than holding an impromptu photoshoot in Jeongguk’s eyes, especially with how easily Seokjin agreed, not at all caring about what the omega put him in. By the looks of it, he must’ve had the time of his life making Seokjin wear different robes and try out a few of his lingerie sets.
There was also a black skirt he made Seokjin wear and Jeongguk swore his nose bled right on sight. “Nope, no. Take it off before I get turned on,” he muttered. “But when we have the time, please fuck me while wearing a skirt.”
“I’ll make a mental note of that.”
But he finally settled with the alpha wearing his black boxers and a maroon robe made out of silk, a piece that was actually part of the set Jeongguk bought for himself once upon a time. To complement the robe, Jeongguk changed into the maroon lingerie set that came with the robe; stockings with the straps, underwear, and a bralette.
They looked good. Really good . Jeongguk was already clapping his hands in excitement as he finished setting up the equipment and presets. Once Seokjin was done with the lighting, he pulled in the chair and sat on it. “Oh, perfect. Let me test them out,” he manually took a few photos before setting a timer.
He examined the photos for a moment, and then squealed. It’s perfect . Jeongguk quickly had the chair removed and opted to take a few full-body photos. “Let’s do this!”
Neither of them knew how much time passed, but what mattered to them was that they put on some music so it wasn’t too quiet, and enjoyed it all. They took a few normal photos, with the two of them posing with each other, smiley, fierce, candid, lovey-dovey, very couple-y . There were definitely a handful of those kinds of photos.
A favorite of Seokjin’s was having his back towards the camera, his robe hanging off by his elbows so he could reveal his tattooed back, with Jeongguk hiding behind him, eyes peeking over his shoulder and a possessive look in his eyes.
A favorite of Jeongguk’s was being lifted off his feet bridal-style, wearing the tiara, dangling off his arms as if he weighed nothing to Seokjin. There were a couple variations of that pose, but he liked the one where he wrapped his arms around his shoulders and kissed Seokjin’s cheek, resulting in a very wide and a very loving grin.
Did they stop there? Of course not.
They brought the chair back in for more suggestive photos. Seokjin sat on the chair with Jeongguk behind him, hand gliding down his chest, which started off with them staring right at the camera.
It slowly turned into them staring at each other. The flashes suddenly became invisible to them as Jeongguk circled Seokjin, coming up to face him.
And then he got on his knees.
The sound of the shutter going off was blended in the background music. Seokjin tilted his head as if to challenge the omega. “That’s not very princess-like of you, sweetheart,” he spread his legs just as Jeongguk slid his hands over his thighs. “But I’m loving this view.”
“I am as well.” Their attention was no longer at the camera. “Who knows? Maybe I can post these as well.”
Seokjin reached down to brush the back of his finger against his cheek. Jeongguk crawled closer, tempted to run his hands over the alpha’s hips, possibly do something more . But Seokjin pressed his thumb to his bottom lip first, clicking his tongue. “Post photos like these and tell them you only get on your knees for one alpha, hm?”
Jeongguk parted his mouth open for him to press further inside his mouth, suckling on his thumb, his cock filling in his panties. “You think I wouldn’t do something like that?”
“I know you would,” he reached out and pulled Jeongguk to climb onto his lap, thankful that the chair was wide enough for the both of them, feeling the other’s thighs settle comfortably on either side of him. Seokjin rested his hands on his hips and pressed their hips flush. “A few more shots and then we take this to the bedroom.”
“Use me however you like, hyung.”
Seokjin purred at the sound of that. “That’s my baby.” He creeped his hands around Jeongguk’s waist, circling them back to the small of his back before sliding them beneath the band of his bralette. “Scent your alpha, sweetheart”
Without fail, Jeongguk breathed out slowly as his eyes dilated so fast, because the omega absolutely adores it when Seokjin tells him that he’s his. It sent his pulse spiking, wanting to grind down on him, but he didn’t want to spoil the moment just yet. When Jeongguk dipped his head to the crook of Seokjin’s neck, nosing at the skin, Seokjin lowered his hands to his thighs and groped them hard enough that the flesh turned white.
“ Hyung ,” he gasped, not realizing that Seokjin was looking at the camera over his shoulder, an intense and possessive glint sparkling in his eyes. “Honey, don’t tease.”
“Last one, baby,” his shoulders relaxed, head falling back. “Push the robe off my shoulders.” Jeongguk followed with trembling fingers. “Good. Now give hyung a kiss.” The kiss was chaste, needy, but too short for his liking. “Good boy. We’re done here now.”
“Thought you were gonna make me ride your dick in front of a camera.”
“I was tempted to,” Seokjin hummed, helping him to his feet. “But I wanna make love to you all night. You look stunning, princess.”
A deep flush rose up his chest. Jeongguk looked away before the alpha could start teasing him again, quickly turning off the cameras and equipment, making sure all the photos were saved on his laptop before closing it as well. Seokjin turned off the softbox lights, the speakers, and picked up the robe from the floor so he could slip them back on.
He noticed that Jeongguk was pouting at him. “Yes?”
“Carry me to the bedroom,” he demanded, holding his arms out. “That was cute. I swooned even harder.”
“Such a princess,” he rolled his eyes, but easily scooped him into his arms, earning a small squeal from Jeongguk. “I’m gonna spoil you rotten.”
“You already have, honey.”
When they made it to the bedroom, Seokjin shut the door with his foot and ceremoniously set Jeongguk on the silk satin sheets, gentle and slow. It made Jeongguk giggle at how he truly was treating him like royalty, being guided backwards until he was lying on his soft pillows.
Jeongguk impatiently pulled him upwards, legs spread apart for him to slot between them, feeling his lips press against Seokjin’s, moaning softly at the intrusion of his tongue. The kiss was slow and deep, heavily indulgent, made his insides churn with anticipation. Jeongguk scraped his nails at the alpha’s nape, moving down to push the fabric off his shoulders.
Seokjin gave him a slow grind of his hips and kissed down his jaw. “Since we’re gonna be outed anyway⏤” he nipped at his neck and sucked an angry mark into the skin, making Jeongguk gasp. “I’m gonna have my way with my beautiful omega.”
“Shit⏤ more ,” Jeongguk exposed more of his neck and steered him to a sensitive spot, soft mewls tumbling off his lips. “Leave as many as you want.”
Between the two of them, it was still debatable on who was the more possessive one. While Jeongguk always liked the idea of flexing his hot alpha boyfriend to the world, Seokjin preferred leaving traces of himself anywhere possible, be it his scent or marks created by his mouth. He scraped his teeth, lapping his tongue over freshly made lovebites, trailing downwards.
Seokjin nudged his arms up, carefully removing his top without ruining the placement of Jeongguk’s tiara. “Look at the pretty princess,” he ran his hands all over warm skin, hands going up to cup his chest, groping at it tightly that Jeongguk whined. “Gonna let your alpha grope you all over, hm? Princess loves it when hyung gropes his tits?”
“Y-Yeah, love it,” Jeongguk gazed up at him with eyes blown wide, lips still slick with spit from their kiss. “Want hyung to use⏤ hyung. ”
Seokjin let go of his nipples. “What was that, princess?”
“Want hyung to use me!”
“Has the princess forgotten how to act like one?” He teased, bringing a thumb back to the omega’s mouth. Seokjin took the pad of his damp thumb and rubbed it over the bud of his nipple, making him shudder under his touch, squirming. “Have some shame, sweetheart. You’re wearing such an expensive piece on top of your pretty head.”
Jeongguk felt a wave of embarrassment wash over his body, uncomfortably warm all over yet he bucked hips up, wanting to gain friction. “I-It was expensive?”
“Of course, it is. Didn’t you know that you’re wearing diamonds on the top of your head, princess?” Jeongguk hated how he held back a moan, head falling back into the pillows. “It’s only fitting for someone like you and your expensive sheets.”
“ Hah ⏤” Jeongguk unconsciously spread his legs some more, pulling them towards his chest. “Hyungie, please. You’re t-teasing me again.”
“But it’s true, isn’t it? The nation’s golden sweetheart lives in luxury, earning the praise of millions, receiving gifts every other day,” Seokjin sat on his heels and dragged a finger along his stiff member, helping it out of the soft material. “My pretty Jeonggukkie is living like a princess, but he’s not exactly acting like one.”
It’s cute how Jeongguk easily got lost in their little act, mindlessly humping the air. “‘M n-not?”
“No, baby. You’re not,” he answered. “A princess doesn’t just willingly present themself the way you do. Tell me, baby. Do you know what you’re acting like?”
Jeongguk whined, knowing exactly what to say. “‘M acting like a whore,” he felt the alpha cup his dick, then finally pulled down the last article of clothing that kept him decent. He was stripped down to nothing and only the tiara on his head was left, the sudden realization making him panic. “No, hyung, no . Not gonna act like a whore anymore, don’t take⏤”
Seokjin hushed him softly, leaning in to kiss his forehead. “Hyung won’t take away your pretty tiara, don’t worry.”
“Even if I’m not behaving like a p-princess?”
“Act like a whore begging me to breed you all you want,” Seokjin brushed their noses together, holding his gaze. “You’re still my princess either way.”
Jeongguk might just cry. “Hyung, hyung ,” he was overcome with the need to pull him close, hands clamoring to take off the robe that covered his body, but Seokjin grabbed his wrists to stop him. “Hyung, no!”
“Relax, princess. You’ll get your chance,” Seokjin shuffled back on the bed, startling the omega when he dragged him down by his ankles, soft sheets brushing against his heated skin as he positioned him on the center of the bed. “You said you wanted hyung to use you, didn’t you?”
“Nonono, not anymore.”
“Are you sure?” He chuckled at how quick he took back his statement, so he took his index finger and dragged it down to his soaking taint. “What if I told you that hyung was planning on doing something nice down here?”
Jeongguk eyes widened. “Yesyesyes, ‘m sorry. Hyung can still use princess,” he breathed. “But hyung⏤”
“I know, I know. I’m taking it off,” Seokjin let the robe fall to the floor, even his underwear before the omega could even think about mentioning it. “Is my princess happy now?”
“Yes, very.”
“Cute.” He laid himself down on his front and pressed his legs back, lifting his hips off the bed. Tentatively, he kissed his puckered hole, earning a squeak. “Does my princess want hyung’s mouth here?” An eager nod. “Princess, where are your manners?”
“Please, hyu⏤ ung, fuckfuck ,” Jeongguk jolted at the sudden intrusion, hands immediately fisting the alpha’s hair, pushing him further. “H-Hyung’s tongue, want more, s’fucking good .”
Seokjin licked at his pretty rim, all wet and glistening from slick and saliva, making him feel the stud press against him. Jeongguk moaned shamelessly as Seokjin used his teeth to nip at his entrance, darting the tip of his tongue inside. He tried to bend him some more, but it only earned him a strained whine.
He eased them back down and inserted a finger inside with his tongue, working him up until he started to squirm away, but Seokjin gripped one thigh tightly and added a second finger.
“ Hyungie ,” Jeongguk wailed. “G-Gonna cum if you keep doing tha ⏤ah! ”
That was the plan.
Seokjin got messy and sloppy with his mouth as he fucked his hole with his fingers, purposely brushing against his prostate just to make him scream. All that was left for him was to add a third finger and take his cock in his mouth.
Jeongguk kicked his hips, hooking his legs over Seokjin’s shoulders, which only spurred the alpha to take him deeper into his mouth. “Fuck, hyungie, your mouth ⏤” he gasped, arching his back off the bed. Of fucking course , he was good with his mouth. “Make me cum, make me cum, please .”
Seokjin relentlessly sucked his weeping cock as he pumped his fingers in and out of him until Jeongguk was shouting strings of curses and ‘ fuck hyung ’, tightening his hands in his hair and holding him in place as he came, a shudder leaving his body. His head was swimming in pleasure, too far gone to even feel ashamed about cumming down his throat.
When he finally let go of Seokjin’s hair, chest heaving and red in the face, the alpha pulled off his cock and took his fingers out of his hole, making him wince from his sensitive state.
He licked his lips and looked at the mess of slick on his hands. “Feel good, sweetheart?”
“Feel so good, hyungie,” he slurred, hands running up his own body. “Hyungie? Hyung not gonna cum?”
Seokjin slowly took the omega’s legs off his shoulders and kissed up his body, deliberately pressing his mouth wherever he wished as he crawled up his body. “I know I’ll get my turn,” he pecked his lips affectionately, only for Jeongguk to pull him back, kissing him properly. Seokjin chuckled and shoved his tongue inside for him to taste himself.
He pulled away yet Jeongguk was still chasing after him. “No, hyung needs to kiss me.”
“Hm, later⏤”
“No, s’my turn,” Jeongguk demanded, propping himself on his hands before getting the alpha to lay down. “Hyung had his chance. It’s my turn now.”
Seokjin let the omega get him on his back, too amused to even complain. “And what exactly do you plan to do?” he inquired, assuming that Jeongguk intended on riding him until his legs gave out, but all he did was kneel over him. “Well?”
“Hyung told me something interesting last time,” Jeongguk feigned innocence, cocking his head to the side. “And I still want you to knot me.”
“That was always the plan.” Seokjin narrowed his eyes at him, suddenly becoming his turn to be impatient. “Spit it out, princess.”
“I feel like acting like a whore.” Jeongguk batted his pretty lashes and pouted, posing all sweet and dainty on top of him. “So I’m gonna bend myself over the table outside and you’re gonna breed me like a dumb fucking bitch. ”
“ You little ⏤”
“Hyung doesn’t always knot.” The tiara glimmered under the light as he lowered his head, challenging the alpha. “It’s my turn to have my way with my alpha , and you’re going to fuck my ‘ tight cunt ’ until I get my knot.”
“ Your knot?”
“ My knot.”
Seokjin let out a low, almost condescending, chuckle that made chills run down Jeongguk’s spine. For a moment, Jeongguk thought that was going to be the end of their discussion, so he slowly raised himself up on his knees, crawling away.
A loud snarl echoed in the room. Jeongguk felt his heart jump out of his chest as Seokjin yanked him back by his ankle, dragging him across the bed. “Where are you going, princess? ” he drawled, hearing a startled mewl. “I didn’t think you had it in you to be this demanding.”
“What are⏤” His sentence was cut short as Seokjin manhandled him onto his front, grabbing him by the neck and forcing him down, bringing his ass up on his knees.
“You want your knot?” Seokjin growled, guiding his cock to Jeongguk’s hole. “ Then take it .”
There wasn’t any guarantee that Seokjin would actually knot in the first round, but he was going to fuck him like he will. All Jeongguk could do now was cry as Seokjin forced himself inside in one smooth motion, fisting the silk sheets, unconsciously spreading himself on his knees to accommodate his stupidly big dick .
The sound Seokjin made⏤Jeongguk almost went paralyzed. He’s never heard him growl like he did now; aggressive and threatening to put him back in his place. Jeongguk gritted his teeth and let out a growl of his own.
If that was how Seokjin was going to play, then he was just going to have to play it better.
“Gonna breed me, hyung?” he taunted, gasping when the alpha made another harsh thrust. “Gonna⏤Gonna fill me with cum and get me knocked up?”
Seokjin swore he felt his vision start to get hazy. “Dumb bitch knows nothing but to take a knot,” he hissed, giving him a single thrust, and another, and another until he was relentlessly fucking him, gripping his waist tightly to keep him in place. “Was that all you wanted? To be treated like whore made solely for breeding?”
Jeongguk whimpered at the sudden rough pace, but he couldn’t help but crave for more of that delicious burn. “W-Was made to take your pups, hyung⏤ fuck you ,” he cursed as Seokjin readjusted his position, ramming into his sweet spot. “Y-You’re gonna make me cum, hyung.”
“Don’t fucking care,” Seokjin grunted. “Need to fill you up with my seed, need to breed a bitch.”
Oh, now was this a different side to the alpha. “Hyung, hyung ,” Jeongguk felt an orgasm creep up on him. “C’mon, gimme your knot, hyung. Breed your p-pretty omega.”
Normally, Seokjin would respond to him, but he only ended up fucking him with intent , unable to hold back deep growls. Seokjin kept up his pace as if to chase his own orgasm rather than the omega’s, because while he was hellbent on railing him with an inch of his life, Jeongguk was clawing at his expensive sheets, shouting more curses.
Jeongguk dragged his nails down the bed, hot tears rolling down his cheeks. “I’m cumming. Hyung ⏤” a sharp gasp, “ Hyung, c⏤hah⏤cumming! ”
Nearly following his, Seokjin stilled as he shoved his cock deep inside him, filling him up with his cum. That was the fastest Jeongguk’s ever orgasmed⏤as far as his hazy brain could recall. Seokjin always took his sweet time with him for the most part, but now he felt like he was seeing stars . Jeongguk was already content as it is.
Except, it didn’t seem like Seokjin was done.
Without warning, Seokjin pulled out, earning a sensitive whine from the omega. “N- Need to knot. ”
“Hyung, s’fine. You must be tired⏤ hyung! ” Jeongguk was flipped onto his back, watching as Seokjin frantically dragged him to the edge of his bed, smearing cum on the bed sheets, where he could stand on the floor instead, pushing meaty thighs back to his chest. “ Seokjin hyung .”
“Not tired.”
“Okay, okay, fuck. What the fuck’s gotten into you?”
The alpha didn’t respond and slid right back inside⏤ he was still hard, what the fuck . “Gonna give you m’pups,” he murmured almost mindlessly. “Pump you full of my cum, little omega. Want you all swollen.”
Jeongguk huffed out a laugh. “Y-You must be desperate to buh-breed⏤ shit, hyungie .”
Seokjin dug his nails into the flesh of his thighs, snapping his hips. Jeongguk could only moan helplessly, taking what the alpha gave him, his hands clutching a fistful of the bedsheets and tugging on it until they started to pull off the corners. “Hyung, it’s⏤ okay ,” he mewled. “You d-don’t have to gimme your knot⏤”
“⏤need to give m’omega puppies.”
Oh. Oh . Jeongguk endured another sharp thrust to his prostate, but he understood now. “Y-Yeah, give your omega puppies, hyung,” he said breathlessly. “Get me a-all nice ‘nd pregnant. We’ll make the prettiest pups, hyungie.”
His lover was too far gone, he knew that much. The only thing he could do now was hope that he knots this time, because the way Seokjin was fucking him was enough to force another orgasm out of his weeping cock, his cum starting to mix with sweat on his tummy.
Jeongguk managed to straighten out his legs and rested them on the alpha’s shoulders. Is this what he sees? Seokjin took that as an invitation to lean over him, planting his hands on the bed as he continued to fuck him fast and hard. Wonder if this is how he felt when I’m too far gone, too . He reached out for him, feeling how desperate he was to knot as he combed through his damp hair.
Seokjin’s eyes were blown wide, dilated. His vision was barely focused, but it looked like he was watching how his cock made his tummy bulge each time he slid back in deep. His growls kept mixing with his moans, but not many coherent words came out of his mouth.
Still, he managed to get a few out. “‘M sorry⏤breed⏤ mine .”
Jeongguk sniffled, too sensitive from the previous orgasm and cupped the side of his face, gently guiding Seokjin to look at him. “S’okay, hyung. Yours ,” he reassured. “Breeding me so well, hyung.”
It was a lot to take in, but thankfully, Jeongguk’s prayers were answered.
Seokjin growled loud and possessive as his knot swelled up, snagging at his rim, making the omega cry out from both pain and pleasure. He managed to bend Jeongguk in half as he leaned over him, nosing at his neck, fucking him sloppy. “Mine.”
There was a set of fresh tears, but it wasn’t anything Jeongguk couldn’t handle. He’s taken his knot plenty of times, but fuck .
It didn’t get any easier when Seokjin’s girth was so fucking thick .
Jeongguk let go of the sheets and gripped his biceps, desperate to keep himself grounded, moaning and crying and crying . Oh, was he crying so much. It was almost embarrassing. The stretch of Seokjin’s knot forming, and the overstimulation, and the rough pace he was going at, and just how the alpha’s pheromones were affecting him⏤it was a lot .
He cried it out, eyes shut tightly as another orgasm shook him to the core. “Please, please, please knot me, h-hyungie,” the omega pleaded. “We’ll⏤We’ll make pretty puppies, m’kay?”
He wanted to laugh despite the overstimulation. Seokjin wasn’t even responding with words anymore, just purrs and growls, mouthing at his neck. Jeongguk wanted to laugh because he learned something new about his lover⏤and he learned his fucking lesson.
This was Seokjin in an alpha headspace.
Jeongguk learned his lesson, alright. Breeding triggers his headspace gotcha . He beared the overwhelmingly tight stretch as Seokjin finally forced the knot inside him, knotting him properly, making desperate sounds as he rubbed his scent all over the omega⏤as if Jeongguk didn’t smell like him enough .
It was a fucking lot, but he beared with it. Jeongguk cried his heart out to balance out the pain, combing his fingers through Seokjin’s hair to busy his hands.
He didn’t know how long they stayed like that, but he managed to calm down, gently rubbing the alpha’s arm. “Hyung?”
Nothing. Nonverbal. Only growls. Jeongguk tried to bring Seokjin’s face away from his neck, which he was able to do, but was met with fully dilated eyes and parted lips that were all swollen from sucking more marks onto his neck. It looked like he was still trying to focus, because he was gazing back at him with a dazed look.
“Seokjin hyung?” He tried calling, earning a small twitch of his eyebrows. “Hey, you here with me, hyung?”
“. . .Jeongguk mine.”
A weak laugh. “Jeongguk yours.”
Seokjin forced his eyes shut, letting his forehead press against Jeongguk’s, groaning as he made sense of the situation. “‘M sorry, can you⏤” he exhaled shakily, “Help me come back.”
Jeongguk held his face in his hands, thumbs running along his cheeks. “Hyungie,” he hummed. “My Seokjinnie hyung spoiled me so much,” his fingers carded through his sweaty hair, listening to his heartbeat slow down. “Yeah, come back to me hyung. Let me—let me take care of you.”
He shuffled a little one his feet, only to make Jeongguk gasp again when he nudged his knot. “Sorry, sorry,” he tried to relax on top of him. “Bred you well.”
“My tummy’s all full with your pups, hyung.”
“Don’t say that—“
“Right, fuck,” he carefully unhooked his legs from his shoulders, finding relief as they relaxed on the edge of the bed. It took some time, but his knot eventually went down minutes later, just enough for Seokjin to pull out and lay down in bed with him. Jeongguk immediately cuddled up to him, letting himself be taken into his arms. “Hyungie? Were you, uhm, are you okay?”
Seokjin nodded. “I’m sorry. I think I went too far,” he frowned. “Didn’t tell you about how—yeah.”
“No, it’s okay, hyung. You just surprised me,” Jeongguk replied. “Is that what you’re like during rut?” A sheepish nod. “Don’t worry, you didn’t hurt me. Hyung just made me cum a lot.”
“I’m—“
“You better not say sorry or I’ll bite you.”
“I’m still sorry.”
Jeongguk did technically bite him—in a gentler manner. He initially nipped at the alpha’s neck until he was mouthing at the skin and leaving little mark of his own, feeling his chest vibrate with contentment. “Hyung, you kept calling me yours,” he mentioned. “It was cute. You also wanted to give me your puppies.”
“Headspace works weird like that, could barely think straight,” Seokjin lowered his head to kiss the omega on the lips. “I dunno. It’s in my nature, I guess?”
“Every alpha has their thing, I think,” Jeongguk said quietly. “Jiminie hyung likes being praised. Yoonji noona likes to know someone’s hers.”
“You helped them through a rut once?”
“Only through calls, actually. Jimin’s case wasn’t that surprising because we’re best friends, but noona,” he started. “Almost didn’t recognize her voice ‘cause she kept growling. Heard from Joonie that Yoongi hyung was the same, said that he didn’t recognize his own mate when that happened but it was something he was endeared by,” he smiled shyly. “I guess I noticed what was happening right away with you.”
Seokjin embraced him a little tighter. “You don’t. . .find it weird? It’s a little off-putting for some—“
“Hyung, I don’t know if you could tell the entire time, but I was both turned on and endeared,” Jeongguk chuckled. “I don’t find it weird at all. Hyung just wants to make puppies and eventually become a dilf.”
“My dilf era would be my golden era,” he earned a light smack to his arm. “Thank you for bearing that, Jeongguk. I’m sorry if I was rough or if I hurt you.”
“You didn’t, you were still yourself,” he wrinkled his nose. “Just less talkative, so I was surprised.”
Seokjin hummed and then rolled over to drape his body all over Jeongguk, kissing him languidly that earned a pleased noise. “I love you,” he whispered against his lips. “Thank you.”
“I love you too, hyung,” Jeongguk squeezed along his shoulders, automatically giving him space between his legs, which made himself giggle. “Hyung, didn’t you say you planned on making love to me all night?”
To his surprise, Seokjin didn’t seem to mind the idea. “I can definitely go again. You?”
A grin. “Of course, I can.”
It was really late, late to the point that it was early .
Jeongguk sat on the couch (read: his lap) with Seokjin, both of them smelling like the bath oils they used. His back was to his chest as the alpha focused on his hands, chin hooked over his shoulder. Jeongguk was going over the photos they took earlier.
Surprisingly, Seokjin was really good at doing his nails. You just eventually learn some nail care, you know? He once told him. Jeongguk was more than pleased when his freshly manicured nails looked nice and pretty.
“Do you want me to do your nail polish, too?”
“Do you want to get married?”
Seokjin rolled his eyes. “I told you that I’m good at lots of stuff,” he put away the tools in its pouch, looking at the omega’s selection of nail polish. “I once dated a manicurist so I had her teach me all this stuff.”
Jokingly, Jeongguk gave him a pointed look. “I don’t recall asking.” Seokjin bit his shoulder. “ Ow . I was just teasing!”
“Don’t give me attitude now, sweetheart.”
Jeongguk simply kissed his cheek apologetically and took his hands in his own, they were calloused as usual, but he hummed when he examined his nails. On most days, Seokjin would have black nail polish, just not in the best shape. “You can take care of mine yet you can’t do the same to your own?”
“I play the guitar, Gguk. The nail polish always chips off,” he decided to reach out to the laptop, unable to hide his burning curiosity and opened up social media. The first thing he saw were photos from Dispatch. “Oooh, I told you they would make good candid photos.”
“We have better photos.”
They were looking at the chaos they had created online, skimming through articles and posts about their relationship being confirmed, how no one saw it coming—and how everyone saw it coming. There were mixed reactions as usual, but there were tons of people supporting the relationship, particularly noting the clear chemistry they had. “We look really good together, hyung.”
Seokjin nudged his nose over all the pretty purple marks over his neck. “Post a picture to add more fuel to the fire. I’m enjoying seeing everyone in disbelief,” he joked. “I stole the nation’s sweetheart.”
Jeongguk knew he was joking but took his phone and opened up his Instagram, using the front camera to see if they looked decent enough. Well. As decent as they looked after what they did. While Jeongguk wore a tank top, Seokjin opted to go shirtless.
“Damn. How much more obvious can we make it seem that we fucked?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t seem obvious enough to me.”
Jeongguk held down the record button, making a peace sign until Seokjin hummed. “So we finished having sex—“
“ Hyung! ” Jeongguk stopped recording, but they both watched the replay, laughing at his clearly embarrassed face and Seokjin’s smug one. “Okay, sure. That’s actually really cute, I’m uploading this,” he said without any sort of hesitation, then set his phone down on the stool next to the tub, realizing what they just did. “Yoonji noona, I apologize in advance.”
“Watching the chaos unfold is fun. When should we upload the photos from the impromptu photoshoot?”
“It is, isn’t it? We could do it some other time,” he laid comfortably against his chest. “I want to keep those for ourselves until I get the urge to flex my super hot, big dick, bigger knot, biggest heart boyfriend.”
“And when would that be, my baby?”
“After lunch.”
“If we’re awake by then.”
“You’re right. Maybe before dinner.”
Seokjin kissed his cheek. Jeongguk went back to looking at their photos instead, closing the browsers in favor of separating his favorite photos from the pile, only for the alpha to sigh. “Okay, I know it’s four in the morning, but can we please get something to eat? I’m starving.”
“Now that ,” Jeongguk shut his laptop, taking his phone again to look at restaurants there were available for delivery at this house. “Sounds like a perfect idea.” A pause. “Oh, and hyung?”
“Mhmm.”
“You owe me new bed sheets.”
Live interviews were the most fun.
“The last person I messaged?” Seokjin repeated. Thankfully, he had his phone on him, which revealed a polaroid photo of him and Jeongguk through the clear case, earning a round of gushes from the audience. He glanced at it for a moment, smiling to himself as he opened up his messages. “Yep, knew it. It was Jeonggukkie.”
His host for today was, also thankfully, someone he knew. “Is that so? Seokjin-ssi, could you read what your most recent conversation was?”
“Don’t expect anything juicy. It’s a little boring,” he rolled his eyes. “Gguk-ah, do you want hyung to get you coffee? Yes please. Thank you, honey . Bring my jacket before you leave as well, see you. See you in a while, love you ,” Seokjin cleared his throat. “Love you more, my baby—this conversation was just this morning.”
“Sounds very domestic, Seokjin-ssi. Are either of you morning persons?”
“Neither of us are. Did you know I’d end up being late to some of my filmings because Jeongguk refused to let me leave the bed?” People in the audience laughed. “Yah, it’s true! He’s human like the rest of us and wants to sleep in, you know.”
“From what I heard, it’s actually you who would refuse that Jeongguk-ssi leaves the bed?”
“I wholeheartedly deny that rumor.”
The host looked at his cue cards. “I would ask you who was the last person you called as well, but I think we all know who it was.”
Seokjin laughed all bright and squeaky, shaking his head at the questions that were prepared for him, asking for the cue cards. “Can we just skip over the questions we already know the answers to?” he read over the questions, still laughing. “There are twelve questions here and almost all of them could be answered in one go.”
“I don’t know, Seokjin-ssi. I think people want to hear the stories as well.”
“How about I play host and you answer them, Jeongguk-ssi? ” he grinned. “And these were all handwritten. I know your handwriting when I see it, brat!”
Sitting opposite him, Jeongguk tried to hide his amused expression and feigned innocence. “Give me that. You’re on the hotseat today,” he took back the cue cards. “Ooh, we have a good question here. Who made the first move?”
He had to make a brief pause, suddenly having to think of a memory that seemed so long ago—though it must have only been ten months ago by now. “Ah, I know Jeongguk-ssi wants me to say that it was him, but romantically speaking, I made the first move,” he earned a curious look from his lover. “I sent the flowers, didn’t I? I also asked to court you myself.”
“ But I was the one who initiated it, didn’t I?”
“If you wanna kiss and tell, be my guest.”
Jeongguk’s cheeks flush—and that was something that didn’t still hasn’t changed. “Fine, let’s say you made the first move. Next question. Who’s the bigger romantic?”
Without even answering, a few murmurs from the audience answered Seokjin . “Uhuh, it definitely is me,” Seokjin stuck his tongue out at Jeongguk, because he knew that there was no denying it. “Looks like it’s going to be you on the hotseat, sweetheart.”
“ Seokjin hyung! ”
Their schedules have been more fun these days, safe to say.
Because of the little stunt they pulled a few months back, because of the photos from their small impromptu photoshoot⏤now those were beautiful⏤because of the love and attention they received; they were getting booked together for all sorts of shows and interviews and photoshoots .
No longer did they have to hide. Between the two of them, Jeongguk was thrumming with happiness and excitement, though the way Seokjin’s eyes gazed at his lover could rival that alone.
Schedules were more fun these days. Though they still had more separate schedules, it was fun to know that they could meet up again at a studio somewhere during the month. Other times, they could simply come to work together , which wasn’t always the best option given their habit of pulling each other back to bed.
There were a few fights here and there along the way, none of which they took personally. Sometimes, Jeongguk would get too sensitive after standing and walking all day, Seokjin would get too pissy after nonstop meetings and redoing a few recordings.
On days where their stressful days clashed and resulted in a face-off between who could be the bigger bitch⏤which took place hours before a photoshoot⏤that was when they realized the whole atmosphere changes when there was tension between the two of them. Maybe it was how they walked in separately rather than together, both exhausted, both wearing variations of a scowl and a frown.
It was just a miracle Yoonji had nerves of steel. Rather than approaching Jeongguk, who had fallen asleep in his chair while one of the stylists did his makeup, she quietly pulled Seokjin aside and took him outside.
“I’m not asking you to apologize right away,” Yoonji leaned against the wall. “But I know that you know how to diffuse the tension.”
Seokjin was too tired to even protest. He was exhausted that he was being a little too logical. “It was just a dumb fight out of stress. It was my fault anyway,” he fidgeted with his water bottle. “I’ll take care of it, noona.”
“Sorry that I’m making you do this. It’s just that Koo is sensitive from taking new scent blockers.”
“It’s nothing, noona. Don’t worry about it,” Seokjin bowed his head at her before returning to the dressing room. He noticed that Jeongguk’s make up was done, all curled up on the chair with his hands stuck between his thighs, slightly starting to shiver. The alpha rolled his eyes. “Always forgetting his jacket.”
Gentle, Seokjin shrugged off his coat and blanketed it over Jeongguk, making sure not to disturb him. When he was sure it wouldn’t slip off him, he took the vacant couch, crossing his arms over his chest just so he could get some shut-eye as well.
He swore it was only going to be for a few minutes. Though, he must’ve slept for a little too long.
It wasn’t until an hour later that he was being nudged awake, a hand on his arm, squeezing it softly. Seokjin groaned, but peeled his eyes open slowly. He blinked in confusion. “Are we ready to film?”
Jeongguk nodded, still looking sleepy. “Yeah, hyung.”
Seokjin stared at him for a moment, because his lover was looking at him in hesitation. Instead, Seokjin took his hand from his arm and brought it to his lips. “I’m sorry for getting mad at you earlier,” he said sleepily. “Let’s not fight anymore when we’re stressed.”
“I’m sorry for calling you bad names,” Jeongguk immediately relaxed, helping him to his feet. “Let’s not fight anymore. I can’t hold your hand when we're mad at each other.”
“You could do that. It works. Yoongi does that a lot.”
“So does Yoonji noona.”
They both laughed. You learn a lot from the Mins . Jeongguk reached out to smoothen out Seokjin’s hair, smiling softly. “Hyung looks so handsome,” he giggled. “You look like the love of my life.”
“And you always look beautiful,” Seokjin laughed. “Let me kiss the man I love most.”
Later on for the photoshoot, Seokjin stood in front of the white backdrop with Jeongguk following shortly. White backdrops always seemed familiar to him, but they were familiar for an entirely different reason. “Jeongguk-ah.”
“Yes, hyung?”
“Who’s your current celebrity crush?”
Without missing a beat. “Ah, it’s not Kim Seokjin anymore”
“Okay, that’s it. We’re breaking up.”
Jeongguk rolled his eyes, linking their arms together before Seokjin could pout. “He’s not my celebrity crush anymore,” he mused. “Because he’s now my boyfriend .”
Seokjin played it cool but his ears were burning red. And he was doing a terrible job of holding back a grin. “Nope, I’ve made up my mind. I can’t be your boyfriend anymore.”
“ Hyuuuung! ” he laughed. “Can you be my husband then?”
“Under the condition that you propose to me with a diamond ring.” Was the makeup melting off his face? It felt like it was by how much his face burned. “Oh, and it should be in Paris.”
“Anything for my prince.”
“We are over .”
“I think I understand how courting works now. I just have to woo hyung with gifts and make him red in the face.”
“ We’re literally dating. ”
Jeongguk cocked an eyebrow. “You just said that we’re over, hyungie. Why don’t I finally give you the experience of being courted?” Seokjin looked like he was ten second away from shoving his face away. “Yeah, now you know how I felt!”
“Is that a challenge?” Seokjin cocked an eyebrow. “We both know who’s going to win this game, sweetheart.”
“Oh, you’re so on ⏤”
“ Uh. Seokjin-ssi, Jeongguk-ssi, are we good to start filming? ”
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