LOVE AND KISS

'I am back, darling. Didn't I say that I'll always be on your mind from now on? Even when someone else is fcking you, huh?

Your breathing gets ragged in your ribs as your heart explodes in between the lungs, the hair follicles rising on your skin alert you about the panic attack that kicks in. Your lips part to breathe while your mouth runs short on saliva, guts aching badly. Your body trembles beneath him as he gets suspicious of you. Pushing himself away from you, he holds your figure firmly. He curses beneath his breath seeing your fluttering eyelids, sweat running down your temple. You were on the verge of passing out, and he understood that. 

Sliding his arms around your figure he immediately picked you up, his throat yelling and asking Mina to call the doctor right away. Bam follows you two with his bark surrounding the house. He was worried about you too. 

"I am so sorry. I am sorry, please forgive me," he mumbles, panicking while he runs along the corridor to reach the room. 

"Huh? Answer me, you dumboo!" His overpitch in the voice indicated he was still not over the drinks, making Namjoon sigh in relief. 

But… didn't that mean that Jimin knows about his feelings?

Is it why he pushes him away?

"You should sleep," Namjoon mutters, his voice reaching only to himself. While Jimin gets up and by stumbling on his feet he reaches the tall man. 

"Why? Are you afraid, huh? Afraid that I will… your little secret will get exposed. That a man likes a man. I never knew I was so irresistible," Jimin's giggles were ruining Namjoon and only he knew how hard he was trying not to push him on the wall and confess everything his heart felt for that man. Namjoon stayed silent for his own sake. His tongue rolled along his cheek, making Jimin stare at the elder with fascination. 

Namjoon is hella hot… 

You will drag me to hell one day...

Come on… just spill the tea, boy!

Jimin stumbles a little, his torso almost collapsing in Namjoon's stiffened body. The elder doesn't fail to hold his man as his palms rest on his sleek waist, the warmth radiating up his skin while he tries hard to not make Jimin uncomfortable in any way. He knows when he gets sober, he'll probably feel guilty for doing anything. He is not a man who takes advantage of someone who's not sober enough to understand. 

"Go to bed, Jimi…" his words get cut off when Jimin places his tender fingers on those rocky edges. 

"You… talk too much. Answer me first. Do you like Park Jimin, huh?" Jimin's voice is always a little high pitched but whenever he changes tones and drags them to lower notes, Namjoon's heart races against his will. His dark eyes bore Jimin's form as he bites his lip.

We are not meant to be together,

You are not meant to be with...

"What if I say I like you? Then…  would you accept your dirty secret, huh?" Jimin's fingers run down from his lips to the place forbidden to touch as they reach where Namjoon's heart lies. The elder grunts under his breath, cursing at himself for allowing Jimin to drink so much last night. 

You are ruining me, do you know that?

Namjoon holds his man more firmly as he stops him from moving. His eyes meet Jimin's, his edges push up to form a painful smile as he parts his lips to speak.

You got me hooked on every hell of this world!

You are my forbidden desire, 

But I guess it ends here… you and I were never meant to be us. 

You'll always be loved by me, honey!

"I love you," he confessed.

"Good thing is that it wasn't serious. Take care of the triggers of her panic attacks next time. It can increase if we tend to ignore and keep edging it indirectly. For now, let her sleep until she wants. And you can visit my clinic when she gets better," the doctors suggested making Jungkook nod a little. His gaze was glued to your sleeping form, he can never take his eyes off you. He believed if he did, you'd escape once again. 

As the doctor steps out of the room, his figure slumps on the bed. His palms reach to caress your soft cheek, making it harder for him to not cry. He is the reason behind everything. His touch felt like a warm bonfire in a snowy winter as you shift in your sleep. 

"Hmm. I love this," you mutter in a heavy voice, still half asleep. He smiles with an aching heart. 

Does he really need to let you go?

"I am sorry," he mutters once again. He will apologise till you forgive him or till you leave him. He will accept every decision of yours. He doesn't wish to give you more pain.

A sigh from you leads to the creasing of his brows as you open your eyelids and rise to sit down. A small tear escapes his edges while your hands capture his in between yours. 

"What did you do, huh?" You ask. You aren't ready, maybe you'll never be ready to hear what really happened in the past that made Jungkook blame himself. But you trusted him, you know he'll never do something wrong. 

His gaze lowers while a cascade of tears rolls down his eyes. He composes himself instantly, fearing that if he loses the courage now he'll lose everything. 

"I… I filed a complaint against him and his company. He was… manufacturing the prohibited products in his company. And I… I exposed him. Only if I had kept my mouth shut like other businessmen you wouldn't have to go… you wouldn't have to bear all that. I am…" your slap on his cheek cuts his words. It wasn't a harsh one, of course, rather it was a little waggish one. He looks up at you, confused. 

"You did right, kook. You weren't wrong, I wasn't wrong. We did nothing wrong. It was him. I know… and I agree he might have tou… touched me to take revenge on you but trust me… honey, it wasn't your fault. You did no wrong," his arms fastened around you immediately, catching you off guard as he muttered apologies many times. While you keep on repeating the same, hoping he won't blame himself from now on. 

As he calms down with the help of your massages and sweet words, he breaks the hug. You hold him near you, not wishing to let him go. You never thought you'd fall for him to this extent. But unexpected things are best. Your finger brushes off the scar on his cheek as he smiles softly with his swollen gaze. 

"You are the most beautiful rose I've ever seen," your words were like honey, sweetening his insides. He doesn't want more than this. Everything is perfect and prettiest when you are around. 

Your gaze was admiring his flawless features as you move your fingers along with your eyes. Soon they landed near his soft edges, making you gulp hard. Those were sculpted in such a way that made it seem like God had much more time to make the prettiest, rosy lips. He licks his lips unintentionally as he is busy tussling off something from your hair.

Aish! 

"Kiss. Kiss me," your words came out as the softest melodies he has ever heard, making his eyes widen a little. He looks at you for once, hoping he didn't hear it wrong. 

Jimin's breath hitches in his ribs, his lips parted as his frozen form stares at Namjoon. He didn't see that coming so early. 

But he really wished for it, didn't he?

His words were everything to bring Jimin back to his senses. Jimin took a step back, shutting Namjoon's mind about them getting together. But little did he know that Namjoon never had any belief that they would ever get any chance. Especially when he knew Jimin is interested in girls and he has loved you before. 

"I… I like girls" Jimin muttered, lowering his head as he pushed his hair back. He was affirming but it came like a convincing statement. He was convincing himself rather than doing the same with Namjoon. While Namjoon nodded with a weak smile, gulping the tears back in his orbits. 

What did he even think before confessing this?

I've never looked at a man like that… I've never?

He is hot and sweet, a caring man but no! I didn't mean it that way.

He turned his back, trying to think straight. As much as he tried to ignore what his subconscious mind had thoughts about Namjoon, they didn't leave his soul even for a second. His thoughts haunted him like a burning desire he was afraid to touch. He tried hard to convince that it's just the words by Namjoon which were confusing him but how he can ignore the actions he took just to see Namjoon happy, ignore how his heart aches when he acts like a jerk towards him, how he feels happiest when he shows interest in his songs and his work, ignores how he has read everything on his mind without him having to speak anything. 

You are wrecking me, Joon!

He deliberately turns around, his shivering figure coming in surveillance of Namjoon's. He was supposed to leave but he didn't. He started at the younger one waiting to hear more, hear swearing and his curses. He was ready to take it all but instead, he met with something else.

"Why me? There are many more men…" he's cut off by the firm notion of Namjoon.

"Don't think I am trying to make you uncomfortable but the truth is… no one is as beautiful as you, fragile as you, dominant as you. No one. You don't have anything for me, that's okay but don't question my choices, my love for… you," he was weak and vulnerable which only intensified when Jimin's gape met his teary one. 

Please don't cry… it hurts, 

What are you doing to me?

"Huh?" He was as blank as a new sheet of paper and his face looked so cute and amusing, making you giggle. You nodded, confirming, and a low grunt passed his edges. His hand slides up from your waist reaching up to your neckline. 

Your lips will wreck me, love…

"I will always choose you in every birth of mine," a pure blissful word peeks in your ears as you nod with a teary gaze. You wish the same. You would never choose anyone except him.

Sliding his fingers up your jaw he holds it gently yet with a bit of firmness. As he leans forward a little you are greeted with his cologne, and you loved how good he smelled. His ragging breathing fans over your face as you shut your eyes tight. Your face edging out, allowing him to pluck those ruined edges, to wash off the wounds that b*stard has left on you, to award you with his perfect lips. 

"Will always love you the same," as soon as he whispers the words, he presses his softest and fluffiest lips on yours, scarred ones. The shame and hurt that man had brought to you wash away as you are painted with all the love Jungkook has for you. 

Shifting closer to you he moves his lips along with yours, catching your lower one in between his wet ones. Your hands travel to dig in the crisps of his long slits of hair, a soft moan escaping your lips as you find him pushing his moist flesh in your mouth. Biting your lip, he finds an opportunity to slide his tongue in your mug. His soft velvety, warm flesh circles around your tongue tasting every inch of it, fearing he'll never get to taste it again. 

His teeth click as he tries to deepen the kiss, his one palm reaching your nape to tilt your skull for gaining more access to the erotic kiss. He flickered his tongue, rolling on your flesh gently passing through every ridge of your mouth as he savoured your mug like a barren land getting rain after years. 

Your body arches in his hold as you struggle due to such a dominant kiss. The heavy breaths sounded so erotic and sensual. The love-filled kiss was long gone as the passionate and wet kiss was longing in between you two, wanting and earning the desires of years. He was your man, kissing and owning you as he should. He wiped all your pain and hurt just with those edges. 

As he snuggles his nose near your upper jaw bone, kissing you hard, a helpless moan escapes your edges. Your hand tug on the cloth piece of his chest, first bumping lazily, indicating you needed oxygen to breathe. While he continues to breathe in you, his heart beating and racing against the fastest train he has known. You make him complete, you leave him incomplete, you are everything he has ever asked for. 

"Kook…" your whimper travels to his mug as he smiles in pure joy hearing you. You couldn't help but feel your heart filling up with love and longing. 

"Woof," another family was in the room which you two forgot. His bark makes Jungkook pull away immediately, feeling embarrassed. You both giggle with blushed cheeks, wet lips with each other's saliva coating the tongues. Bam jumped on the bed, reaching you to hug you. His tail wiggles as he conceals you. You understand that he got terrified by your passing out as you smile warmly before kissing his crown. 

"Aish, don't. You get only me to kiss… not him," his jealous a*s kicks in as you shake your head in denial with a sheepish smile. 

"You make me lose my mind, Joon," his low tone, sunken words peek in the elder's ear and before he speaks, he finds Jimin approaching his form. 

Rushing to Namjoon's form, he pushes the elder on the door, his hand digging in the bunch of his hair as he presses his firm and warm lips over Namjoon's. 

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Wtf? We... I mean I gave you all a kissing part almost at the end of the story?😩.

I hope it didn't disappoint anyone and you enjoyed reading♥

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