Jimin knows he didn’t have that much to drink at the club but he still feels tipsy and can’t stop himself from stumbling into Jungkook as they walk the halls of their hotel back to their room. Jungkook keeps a steady arm around his waist, which Jimin greatly appreciates. Once they make it to their room, Jungkook digs in his pockets for the key card leaving Jimin to lean up against the wall to watch him.
In this light, Jimin can truly appreciate how handsome Jungkook has become over the years. It drives him just a little bit crazy to think he used to be so small and innocent.
Once, this trip was just a far off fairy tale, a wish Jimin had that he figured would never come true considering how adverse Jungkook had been with him when they were younger. Now it feels like a dream. When Jungkook had proposed the trip to him, Jimin could barely contain his excitement. They’d grown so much closer over the past year but never in all his wildest dreams did Jimin think Jungkook would do something like this for him.
His feelings are all over the place and the alcohol in his system surely isn’t helping matters.
Jungkook ushers him into the room once he gets the door unlocked and Jimin nearly trips, giggling all the while before collapsing face first on the bed.
He feels the bed dip as Jungkook takes a seat beside him and he turns over to better face him.
“I had fun tonight,” he says softly.
“Me too.” Jungkook’s quick to agree and his shy smile makes Jimin’s heart flutter.
There’s a long silence as they both take time to relax and calm down after a night of drinking and dancing. Jimin remembers Jungkook grinding against him in the club and the way their hips rocked together and how confident Jungkook had been.
Jimin had tried to play it off as harmless fun, but he still feels warm and embarrassed from it.
“Jimin,” Jungkook says softly.
“I’m glad we’re here.”
Jimin smiles and sits up to wrap an arm around his shoulders. He nuzzles his face against Jungkook’s as he hugs him. “Yah, Jungkookie, you’re too cute, you know?”
“I’m being serious.”
Jimin laughs again. “I know. This feels like a dream.”
Jungkook turns his head and suddenly Jimin finds himself nose to nose with him. His breath gets caught in his throat. He wants to lean in. He wants to close the distance so desperately. One more inch and he could finally kiss those lips he’d been longing to kiss for years.
He stops himself though, knowing that if he acts on it now he would regret it later. He starts to pull away but Jungkook yanks him back stubbornly and before he can question why, Jungkook’s lips are on his.
Jimin freezes and Jungkook must notice because he quickly pulls away, his whole face erupting a bright shade of red.
“I’m sorry!” he says.
Jimin just stares at him, wide-eyed.
“I just…I really like you, hyung. And you looked so beautiful and I—shit.”
He scrambles to get up off the bed but Jimin asserts his strength and keeps him in place while his brain tries to catch up with everything that just happened.
“Did you mean it?” Jimin asks softly.
“Just now. When you kissed me.”
Jungkook hesitates before nodding his head. “Yeah.”
“Okay.” Jimin takes a deep breath. “Okay.” He gently strokes the back of Jungkook’s neck like he always does, trying to calm him down. He looks like he’s about to cry. “It’s okay,” he says, unsure if he’s talking to himself or to Jungkook.
“I wanted to kiss you too.”
This time it’s Jungkook’s turn to look confused and Jimin can’t stop himself from giggling. He’s really enamored with his boy.
“Do you,” Jungkook swallows nervously, “do you wanna do it again?”
Jimin nods, this time reaching his other hand up to cup Jungkook’s face as he leans forward and captures his lips with his own. Jungkook makes a cute sound in the back of his throat and Jimin smiles against him, pulling back briefly to lick his lips.
“Wow,” Jungkook gasps.
Fuck, he’s adorable. Jimin pushes him down onto the bed and Jungkook lets him, surprisingly. For being such a confident, demanding boy, he’s sure willing to let go of control when it comes to Jimin.
Jimin runs a hand down the front of his clothes before he settles it between Jungkook’s legs. He can feel how hard he is through his pants and Jimin feels an immense overflow of pride knowing that it’s because of him.
He squeezes him teasingly and Jungkook whines. “Hyung, don’t…”
“I haven’t done anything yet,” he says.
He leans down to kiss at Jungkook’s exposed neck and Jungkook sighs pleasantly, trying not to react and failing. Jimin rubs his hand over his crotch again and again and he can feel him getting harder, can feel how worked up Jungkook is from just a few kisses and light touching.
“Jungkookie,” he whispers against his neck, sucking at the skin harshly until Jungkook is whimpering. “I want to eat you up…”
“Y-Yeah,” he groans.
Jimin smiles before reaching down to undo his pants, kissing along his abdomen when he lifts his shirt up. It takes a little more work to get the pants open enough so that Jimin is staring at his clothed cock. He’s seen Jungkook naked before but this is way more intimate and in an entirely different setting.
Licking his lips, he leans down to playfully lick at the wet spot on his underwear, hand wrapping around the base but that one touch seems to drive Jungkook over the edge because he cries out in shock and Jimin’s hand is suddenly covered in his release.
He stares down at the mess in shock while Jungkook covers his eyes in embarrassment.
“I’m so sorry oh my god….”
“It’s okay,” Jimin says gently. “These things happen.”
“Yeah but I thought I could last longer.”
Jimin finds it cute. He doesn’t say it out loud but he’s incredibly fond of him right now. He reaches for a tissue to wipe the mess away and carefully zips him back up.
He’s still quite hard himself and entertains the thought of jerking himself off while Jungkook watches but decides against it. He’s not quite sure Jungkook would be ready for that yet.
Jungkook suddenly sits up, wiping at the tears that had leaked from his eyes. “It’s your turn now.”
“You want to..?”
Arguing with him would be pointless, so Jimin gets comfy on the bed while Jungkook slides to the floor on his knees. It’s so incredibly intimate and Jimin has a realization that this is real–this isn’t some fantasy he’s dreamed up–Jungkook is really about to suck him off.
Hands grip at his thighs, pushing them open so that Jungkook can settle between them. Jimin forgets how to breathe for a second. Jungkook looks so hot like this; his lips plump and red from kissing, his face flushed and sweaty from coming already, that determined gleam he gets in his eye when he’s eager to try something new…
His fingers pull and unzip Jimin’s leather pants slowly. He’s not sure if it’s because the material is stuck to him or because Jungkook is a tease, either way, Jimin is impatient.
Once Jungkook finally pulls them down enough and is left staring at Jimin’s underwear, Jimin starts to have second thoughts.
“Wait,” he says, just as Jungkook starts to lean in.
Jungkook blinks up at him. “What?”
“Are you really sure about this? I mean, have you ever…?” He imagines Jungkook doing this for some other guy and gets irrationally angry all of a sudden.
“I thought me coming too soon would have given it away,” he chuckles. “I’ve never been with anyone else, Jimin hyung.”
“And you still wanna…?”
Jungkook grins then, and Jimin feels a little faint because that is a dangerous grin, that is a grin that promises to destroy.
“I’ve wanted to suck you off every single day for the past few months.”
“Oh,” is all he manages to say. “O-Okay.”
He’s older, he shouldn’t be so flushed because of this cheeky kid and yet he can’t stop the flush from erupting over his face or the way he holds his breath when Jungkook ducks his head to mouth at the soft material hiding Jimin’s dick.
Jimin whimpers and grips at the bed sheets, trying to keep himself upright so that he can watch. He’s imagined guys going down on him before but he’d never thought Jungkook would be the one to actually do it.
He’s almost tempted to get his phone and take a video of this moment, just for himself to enjoy at a later date but thinks better on it. Jungkook pulls at the waistband of his underwear and his cock finally springs free.
Jungkook has seen him naked multiple times over the years so it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before, and yet he’s taking an awfully long time just staring at it. Jimin grows frustrated.
“What are you doing?” he grumbles.
“You’re really beautiful,” Jungkook says without any hesitation. And then he leans forward and mouths at the exposed skin of Jimin’s inner thigh and Jimin has a moment where he thinks this is how he’ll die, right here in this hotel room in Tokyo with Jeon Jungkook between his legs.
Jungkook just smiles before he grabs at the base of Jimin’s cock and holds it steady so that he can start licking at the head.
Jimin’s eyes nearly bug out of his skull at the sensation. Jungkook’s mouth is on him. Jungkook’s tongue is–
“Ohhh shit,” Jimin grunts as he tilts his head back, his whole body trembling.
Jungkook doesn’t wait before opening his mouth wider and sucking the tip inside like he’s never wanted anything more. He moans around him and the vibrations cause Jimin to lose focus and nearly come on the spot. Jungkook’s mouth is like a furnace, warm and wet and perfect and Jimin cannot think about anything else right now.
He’s inexperienced and it shows but just knowing that this is something that Jungkook has wanted to do for him is causing Jimin to lose himself in the sensations. His hands leave the sheets and move to tangle and stroke through Jungkook’s dark hair. He massages his scalp and Jungkook responds with a guttural moan, inhaling through his nose sharply before swallowing more of Jimin’s cock.
Jimin lets out a small scream and falls backward on the bed, his thighs trembling and tightening around Jungkook’s head as the boy bobs between his legs.
“K-Kookie,” he gasps. “Oh my god–”
Where the hell did he learn how to use his tongue like that?
Jimin closes his eyes and just lets it happen, stroking his fingers through Jungkook’s soft hair as he pleasures him. He can’t formulate coherent words or sentences beyond light raspy moans which Jungkook seems to enjoy. He’s always liked making Jimin speechless.
Jungkook twists his hand around the base while he mouths and teases him, pulling off only briefly to see how Jimin is doing. Jimin yells at him to hurry up and finish it and he laughs, ducking down once more to finish his task.
He’s had some amazing orgasms in his life but nothing prepares him for this one. Jungkook’s bobbing his head as fast as he can, sucking and slurping at his cock like a starved animal, and Jimin tries to hold onto his hair but he gives up and just lays back, letting the warmth pool inside him as his climax gets closer and closer to the surface.
He’s almost there, on the precipice, and Jungkook’s mouth works him wonderfully. He wants to lift his head, wants to warn him that he’s close, but he can’t summon the strength. Jungkook is determined and stubborn and Jimin knows he won’t pull away for anything.
“Gonna come,” he manages to whisper. “Jungkookie…”
Jungkook pulls off his cock with the wettest pop Jimin has ever heard but he doesn’t have time to dwell on it because Jungkook is furiously jerking him off now and he has a split second to realize he’s about to have the most mind blowing orgasm of his entire life. He moans loud, body going rigid as it suddenly hits and his mind is full of a warm, white heat that washes over his limbs and makes him tingle from head to toe.
He’s vaguely aware that Jungkook is still stroking his dick but he can’t even move, too blissed out to care. It takes some time before he’s even able to see properly again. By this time, Jungkook has grabbed some tissues to help clean him up and Jimin feels overwhelmingly fond of him all over again.
The bed dips beside him and he can hear Jungkook’s heavy breathing followed by a hand that reaches up to caress his face and Jimin smiles. He turns over onto his side to face him.
“Wow,” he says.
Jungkook tries not to look too cocky but he’s very pleased with himself and Jimin can’t really fault him for it.
“I practiced a lot on bananas.”
Jimin giggles. “Of course you did.”
“It was good, right?”
“Yeah.” Jimin reaches his own hand up to brush a thumb across Jungkook’s lips and Jungkook sucks it into his mouth with no hesitation, smiling at him playfully and honestly, Jimin has never felt more in love with someone in his entire life. He’s always thought his affections were one sided so to have them acknowledged and reciprocated makes his heart soar.
“Jiminie hyung is beautiful when he comes,” Jungkook laughs.
Jimin blushes and shoves at his shoulder. “Shut up.”
“You made this really pretty sound…”
“And I almost thought I hurt you but you were smiling so much.”
Jimin curls in on himself and tries to hide his face but Jungkook pulls his hands away so that he can hold him in his arms. Jimin blinks and their eyes meet and suddenly everything else around them comes to a screeching halt.
“Shh,” Jungkook says as he places a finger to his lips. “I want to say something first.”
Jimin swallows nervously before nodding his head. “Okay.”
He takes a deep breath and smiles. “I love you, Jimin. I’ve wanted to say something for a while now but the timing never seemed right and then when I was booking this trip I thought it’d be the perfect opportunity. I just don’t want you to think that I’m being insincere.”
“I would never think that,” Jimin says. He can feel tears prickling at the corners of his eyes. “This trip was a great surprise. And then tonight…” He laughs softly. “I will never forget this, Jungkook. I…I love you too.”
Jungkook’s lower lip starts to tremble and he pulls Jimin against him into a warm hug, burying his face in Jimin’s blond hair. They hold each other for the rest of the night, exchanging soft kisses and sweet words, explaining all of the things they’d never been able to say to each other before.