9. Yet Again

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He had only been on the ground floor when he had come here last time, so he had no idea where he was heading as he walked along the darkly lit corridor. 

He heard a click and turned, only to see Namjoon step out of a room, closing the door behind him with a deep sigh, which sounded heavy and burdened. He had his eyes shut, not seeing Jimin approach. 

"Is he in there?" Jimin asked, feeling impatient. He had to talk to Jungkook now or he would loose his nerves. Namjoon's eyes flew open wide as he stared at him, like he was the last person he expected up here."Jimin? What are you doing here?"

"I have to talk to Jungkook," his answer flew out of him. Namjoon stared, then let out another deep sigh. 

"Jimin... this thing between you two... it's stupid and dangerous. And now is not a good time to talk to him."

"Why?" he asked, then immediately held up his hands, not even the slightest bit surprised he knew. "You know what, don't answer that. I don't care if it's a 'good time' for him. Not like he ever showed consideration on my part."

"Jimin," Namjoon breathed sadly as he heard Jimin's anger and hatred."I don't know everything that happened between you two and I know Jungkook can be.. a bit intense. But he has his reasons. And I really don't think you should go in there right now. I already talked to him. He's gonna keep his distance, okay? I made sure of it."

Jimin tumbled half a step back. Keep his distance? That was... just what Jimin had come up here to talk to him about... and yet...

"I still want to talk to him," he let out, not even sure why. Did he need to hear Jungkook say it himself? See how he meant it?

Namjoon slowly shook his head, but eventually moved away from the door. "It's your choice, Jimin. I'm not yours, nor Jungkook's keeper. You make you're own decision. But it means you also have to bear the consequences. So... think about it. Think about how far you're willing to take this." And with that, he left Jimin alone in the dark hallway. 

He stared at the white door in front of him for a long time. Maybe Namjoon was right. Maybe he should trust him and hope Jungkook got the message to leave him alone. And yet his feet didn't move in the direction of the stairs and the sound of loud music and laughter, but to the silent, closed door in front of him. 

His hands were shaking as he opened it...... and was greeted by complete darkness. 

He could only make out the shapes of the furniture thanks to the soft white light of the moon filtering through the halfway drawn curtains. 

He didn't think he was breathing as he stepped inside silently and caught sight of a dark silhouette sitting at the edge of a bed, staring outside the window, head raised to the stars and the moon above. Jungkook didn't move, not even as Jimin stood next to him. He took a deep breath. 

"We need to talk." His voice, even though spoken quietly, sounded like he had screamed.

Jungkook still didn't look up, but he saw his features distort and a a low, humorless chuckled leave him."Of course it's you," he said into the darkness. 

Slowly, he tilted his head to the side to look at him, his dark eyes blazing in the darkness and Jimin's breath caught. He wasn't sure what to do with his hands or the rest of his body as he just stood there, for a a change looking down at him, instead of up. 

"N-Namjoon told me you agreed to leave me alone. I wanted to know if you meant it."He could have sworn, he wanted the words to come out snappy and demanding, and instead it was more like a soft question, slightly trembling. 

"I did," Jungkook let out, holding his eyes and Jimin was unable to look anywhere else, his heart speeding up. Then Jungkook sighed, just as heavy as Namjoon had just now."And I was just trying to think of a way how, when you decided to ruin it again. You really have impeccable timing, angel."

A hot and cold shiver ran down his back at the name he had called him over and over that night. 

"So. You'll leave me alone?"

Jungkook didn't smile- didn't grin wickedly or chuckle at him. He looked dead serious as he said:"I will. The moment you tell me to."

Jimin sucked in a sharp breath and the next words felt like they weighed a ton, heavy and thick. "I want you to."It was the right thing to do. The smart thing!

Jungkook's stony face finally cracked, but his smile wasn't mischievous and dark and wholly sexy. It looked almost pained. 

And then Jungkook jumped into action, moving so fast again, Jimin could only let out a startled breath as the younger grabbed his waist and threw him on the bed next to him, then pushed up and settled over him, in between his legs, pressing him into the mattress with his weight. 

"What-"Jungkook shushed him with a finger to his lips, his face mere inches from him, and despite the dark lighting, he could see his expression clearly. "I'll leave you alone Jimin." His eyes slipped down to the hand over his mouth as that long finger started tracing his lower lips, a shaky breath rattling out of Jimin, before Jungkook's blazing eyes traveled up to his again. "But only if you tell me you want me to and mean it!" 

Jimin tried to think. Tried to keep his wits with him, but Jungkook's weight on him and his scent turned everything hazy, his resolution from before weakening, and those dark eyes staring at him blowing them away like a feather in a raging storm. 

And still he croaked out. "I want you to."

One side of his lips quirked up at Jimin's poor attempt at sounding convincing."Really? Why? Because it's wrong?"Jimin nodded and Jungkook's smile fell, replaced by a flash of anger."Because I'm engaged to a woman?" Jungkook ground out, sounding angrier with every word and Jimin's own rage and frustration made an appearance at hearing about the woman he never even met."Yes," he snapped. "Because I'm your boss?"Jimin ground his teeth together and seethed out: "Yes. A boss who threatened to fire me like some little kid who can't deal with his own mistakes! And now your acting out like one because you can't have your favorite toy! Real mature, Jungkook!"

Jungkook growled and the hand on his lips slipped down to his neck, wrapping it around it and holding him in a tight grip, not allowing Jimin to move or look anywhere else but him as he snarled in angry words: "Yeah. Everyone takes one look at me and thinks I have it all, don't they? But I never had a choice, Jimin. I was never asked if I wanted to go to America. I wasn't even asked about my own wedding, just being told what I had to do as always. I didn't ask to become a Manger at such a young age either, nor did I want it. I never got what I wanted. Never. And I'm sick of it. Sick of not taking what I want. So what if I'm selfish this one time? Why can't I? Just this once?"

And yet again, Jungkook managed something only he was capable of: rendering him completely speechless. He finally knew what he saw shimmering in his eyes all this time. Not just hunger and want, but also desperation. Had Jimin ever asked himself why he didn't want anyone finding out he was gay? Why he looked so scared that first day in the office when he threatened to have him fired?

"Go ahead," the boy snarled and brought his lips closer, his hot breath against them making it hard to stay in control of his urges to close the last pace and kiss him. He was suddenly glad for the hand holding him in place, not allowing a single movement. "Tell me you want me to leave a thousand times, Jimin, but I know better. I know you've been running out of your little office every time you heard me leave mine. I'm not stupid."

Jimin sucked in a sharp breath. Shit. And here he was, thinking he hadn't noticed. Just like Jimin had been in denial about it. He'd wanted to blame Jungkook for always crossing paths with him on the hallways, but the terrible truth was, Jimin had waited until he heard the neighbors office door open, then made up some random excuse to leave, only to catch a sight of him. 

"Yeah," Jungkook chuckled darkly, and still trembling with anger. "I decided to take my freedom and check what in the world you had to print every ten minutes. Imagine my surprise to find it was blank paper!"Crap. He hadn't been sneaky about it at all. And the anger at himself and at being discovered had him trash against Jungkook's weight, snarling up at him. 

"Fine. Maybe I did! Maybe I wanted to see you, but it changes nothing! This is never gonna work, for about a million reasons. And even if you never wanted the engagement, you still have a fiancé and that's so fucked up. Does she know? Is she aware how her darling Jungkook likes to be rough with boys and fuck them senseless? And I still hate you even if I might also want you!"

He felt the rage trembled through Jungkook's entire body, the hand around his throat tightening, cutting off his air as he pressed him harder into the mattress. "Don't play innocent with me Jimin. You couldn't care less about some girl you don't know. How many of the one-night stands you had might have been in a relationship or even married? Did you care then, hmm? I bet not."

Jimin snarled, but the sound came out distorted and croaky because of the tight grip around his throat.But Jungkook was right. Damn him, but he was right. He had ignored it when there was a ring on their finger or a picture of a girl on their screen-saver. 

 "And you really think I'm suggesting a relationship here? What? You think I'm falling for a boy who disrespects me every chance he gets, gets me this riled up with his filthy speech and uses every chance he has to tell me how much he hates me, even when he can't help but stare at me longingly? How's that not fucked up either?"

Shit. He had a point. But Jimin was still fuming and hit his chest hard. Jungkook didn't move an inch, like he barely felt it, but the hand around his neck lessened enough for him to roughly croak out:"Then what do you want Jungkook, hmm?"

A dark growl, and then Jungkook lowered his head, his lips brushing his as he snapped out. "You!"

The breath he took to shout at him how stupid that sounded, was sucked in instead as he was turned, Jungkook suddenly pressing his stomach hard into the mattress, a hand buried in his hair and twisting it almost painfully. 

" I want this," the younger seethed into his ear as he felt his free hand push down Jimin's pants. Jimin wriggled, but he wasn't even sure if it was to shake him off or because he wanted more. Because if there was one truth he hated, but was staring right at his face, it was that he wanted Jungkook. Wanted him so badly, he gave a fuck about consequences and instead moaned at the feeling of his pants being pulled down to his ankles. 

Jungkook sat on his thighs and he heard the sound of a shirt being pulled over one's head before he shifted his weight forward and grabbed Jimin's upper arms roughly, twisting them behind his back. 

"Jungkook-" he rasped out when he felt the fabric being twisted around his skin, not binding together his wrist, but both arms, crossed on his back. Jesus... 

"Now," Jungkook said in a dark, unholy rumbled as he leaned over his bound arms to his ear. "I have about ten minutes to remind you why I'm worth it before Namjoon comes back to check on us." 

Jimin had no time to reply, neither the mind to find the right words as Jungkook shifted his weight back, lowering himself and he felt his long hair tickling his back side. Jimin felt his own boner push into the mattress, hard and aching and he wriggled to release some of the tension in his body, but it was no help. He was burning up, catching fire especially when he felt his ass-cheeks being spread and Jungkook lowering his head. 

There was no teasing lick of his tongue this time. No slow opening him up. Jungkook simply spit and pushed in with a finger, Jimin moaning hard and loud at the unexpected assault- the roughness of it and the sharpness of the pleasure zapping through him. 

And Jungkook wasn't taking it slow today, that was for sure. No. This was no sweet foreplay.His fingers slipped in with purpose and skill, opening him up, a second finger joining after only a few swirls and pumps and Jimin buried his head into the sheet, moaning deep and long as he raised his hips, trying to get more of Jungkook inside him, his arms straining against the restrains, to do what with them, he had no idea. 

He was nothing but want and need and anticipation and he felt Jungkook's own impatience. His need to be in Jimin, remembering how it had felt. He was trembling with it, Jimin with him as he heard Jungkook's free hand unbuckle his belt hastily, the sound of a zipped and then Jungkook's heavy, heaving chest leaning forward and his hot skin making Jimin feel even hotter- more needy. 

His fingers slid out, but Jimin had no time to protest as something larger pressed against him. Jungkook settled his head into his neck, his rough breathing loud and demanding so close to his ear. Jimin moaned as he felt Jungkook guide himself in, then whimpered at how massive he was: Sweet Lord, he felt even bigger than last time, and Jimin couldn't help the loud gasp at the pain of being stretched so wide."Ahh, shit. J-jungkook... w-wait-""Shh," Jungkook whispered in a raw, shuddery voice, and his free hand came around to cover his mouth like he had at the office, silencing him.

"You can take it Jimin. I want you to. I know you want it too."He pushed harder, slipping in more and Jimin's loud whimper was caught by Jungkook's strong hand over his lips. It was too much. Jungkook was too much. The feeling was too much. "You can take it angel. Come on. Take me," Jungkook moaned, then groaned as he pressed in deeper. 

The pain made him see stars for a second, before there was a give in and with a deep, rumbling sigh of relieve, Jungkook thrust into him. 

Jimin knew that if Jungkook hadn't silenced him, the boys downstairs would have heard him despite the music, because Jungkook inside him- hitting that spot deep and hard, filling him so fully combined with the pain was incomparable. He almost came right then and there. 

"That's it, angel. God, you're so tight," Jungkook mumbled incoherently as he pulled out and thrust back in deep and long, then stilled again, giving him at least a few seconds to adjust.

His breathing was erratic against his ear, as was his against Jungkook's hand, his mind a roaring beast for more. For all of Jungkook. "You ready, Jimin?" came his unholy question next and damn him if he didn't scream that yes into his hand. And he had the clear distinction Jungkook was smiling triumphantly against his neck, just before he unleashed himself. 

Jimin became nothing but pleasure. Knew nothing but those rough, hard thrusts into him which had him moan, rough and loud, and uncontrollable as Jungkook set the pace. And Jimin decided that fuck yes- this was worth it. It was so worth whatever consequences it would have. 

Jungkook's rough moans mixed with his muffled one's as the younger lost himself too, his pace quickening, but the thrusts just as hard and hitting something deeper inside him each time. Jungkook's weighed pressed him down deeper into the mattress with every slap of his hips against his ass, and he knew he wouldn't last long. 

Fuck. Jimin was experienced and yet this felt so all-overpowering and new and shit.. it felt glorious as that release shimmered closer and closer, his moans turning into whimpers as he tried to fight it.

"Yes," Jungkook huffed in pleasure and satisfaction at feeling Jimin tense beneath him and pulled all the way out, before sliding deep and long and hard. 

Jimin's mind exploded, his body jerking as he came hard and blinding, Jungkook still not stopping, chasing his own release and making it almost unbearable for Jimin as the waves of his orgasm kept crashing over him. 

And then it was Jimin's name that slipped out as a hot moan as Jungkook came too, burying his head deep into his neck and growling into his skin, his body twitching above him. 

Sweet. Mother. Of. Jesus. 

Jimin lay there, pressed into the mattress with Jungkook's heavy weight and his rough breathing against his neck, trying to deal with it all. With how good it felt. With how world-ending and mind-shattering and sinfully glorious. But also realizing he let it happen again- just after telling Yoongi he wasn't stupid enough to make the same mistake again, promising to put an end to this. How did he end up beneath Jungkook again??

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