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After their day alone something seemed to have clicked in Hoseok’s brain. He’s been spending more time with Jungkook, in and out of The Shower Anomalies, and the two have been joined at the hip ever since that night. It wasn't as if they purposefully sought each other out, but they just always ended up together. Coincidences- but pleasant ones. That’s why when Jungkook had slipped into the bathroom in nothing but his gym shorts and an extra towel in hand, Hoseok was only a little surprised.
“I really just.. have no more excuses or stories at this point I think my intentions are pretty obvious? I mean if it’s.. if it’s okay with you Hyung.” It’d been years since they'd showered together, but even then the two of them were never really paired off back then like they were now.
“You have no shame, do you Kook? fine. Jump in. But don't steal all the water it was my shower first.” Hoseok wasn't bothered, not one bit actually. At this point it’d probably take Jungkook committing murder to shock him anymore.
The man in question seemed to brighten up at the added conformation, quickly shredding himself of the little clothes he had left, kicking them towards the laundry basket and carelessly tossing his towel onto the bench. It took him seconds to get in and honestly it was a little endearing to see him so eager over something so simple. What Hoseok had forgotten about however, was how different Jungkook has become since their cramped apartment days. Back then he was the smallest of them all, fragile and all long awkward limbs, barely any muscle on him yet. But now, as he glances up and over his shoulder to catch Jungkook’s expression, he fully realises just how tall and how much more grownup and masculine Jungkook’s become. In the back of his mind somewhere deep deep in the shadows, a tiny alarm blares off about how this is probably a really bad idea considering all the recent changes and moods, but Hoseok doesn't focus enough to pay attention to it. For now, Hoseok just focuses on the warmth of the water and the now extra body filling his space. He’d scooted forward just a little, so Jungkook could squeeze under the water with him. Benefits of a new, big and fancy house meant that their shower could probably house three people and you'd still be fully drenched under the spray but the closeness was nice.
Jungkook’s voice was low, a little quiet compared to how loud he usually is, “Hyung… is it okay if I do something? You can tell me if you want me to quit it.”
Hoseok tenses a little at how ominous “something” sounds and he’s fully preparing himself for being grand slammed onto the wet tiles just for the sake of a quick laugh from Jungkook, but he nods regardless and keeps his focus ahead of him.
He hears a cap and Jungkook starting to quietly hum, before he feels soaped hands running up his back. This is definitely a lot nicer than a grand slam, and he’ll happily take any chance of a massage no matter the situation thank you very much.
“This is okay right? we've all been working hard so I figured I’d do something nice.” Jungkook’s already slowly working on all the little weak spots in Hoseok’s back and he could honest to god melt from how nice it feels to be so relaxed so quickly.
He manages to let out a low hum, nodding a little more groggy than the first time, “s’okay. More than okay. S’great. 10/10- actually, go up a little.. okay NOW it’s 10/10.”
Hoseok can’t help himself from falling back against Jungkook and the latter just laughs quietly by his ear, holding Hoseok upright by a soft grip on his hip while his other hand keeps working along his back.
“I’m technically doing two jobs in one here. And Jin-Hyung said I’d never learn to multitask.”
Hoseok groans a little both from the massage and the mention of their hyung, scrunching his nose and elbowing him lightly, “Don’t talk about Jin Hyung right now let me enjoy this moment without having to think about any scoundrels today.”
The soft giggle in his ear sounds just a touch too dangerous, and a shiver runs up his spine before he can think twice about it. “Am I a scoundrel too then, Hyung?”
Choking a little on his breath, Hoseok takes a minute to compose himself “well.. not right now you’re not, because your playing nice..” He winces a little at a particularly tender spot, but Jungkook seems to clock it pretty quickly and eases up, opting to rest his hands on both of Hoseok’s hips while gently working his thumbs into the soft skin.
Seeing as the bathroom is a no shame but still not soundproofed zone, Hoseok doesn't stop himself from groaning a little in satisfaction but he keeps it quiet enough to not catch the attention of the others outside. Besides, Jungkook seems to be getting a rise out of this.
“Playing nice- of course Hyung I always play nice.” Jungkook’s chin is now hooked over Hoseok’s shoulder, their bodies almost flush if one of them moves just a little bit more, “Hyung.. can I try something else too?”
Hoseok’s brain isn't functioning enough to listen to the tiny alarms, let alone say no if this is going where he thinks it is. Really, theres no doubting it at this point but theres still that slight chance Jungkook might be pulling his leg. He nods yes anyway.
It takes a moment of contemplation from Jungkook and an actual, verbal, “do what you want, Kook” from Hoseok to finally get the ball rolling. He’s careful and slow paced, one hand running up and down Hoseok’s side a few times, tentatively littering soft kisses along Hoseok’s shoulder before he moves any further almost as if he’s testing the waters- getting comfortable. Hoseok’s too boneless to be anything but patient anyways. Gradually the kisses get a little rougher, small bites added to the equation by the time his hand finally beelines it’s way to Hoseok’s now fully hard cock. He fully rests his weight against Jungkook’s chest, a small relieved sigh making it’s way past his lips before he reaches back to grip at Jungkook’s hip. If you'd told him a few weeks prior that this is what’d come from their little shower meetings he probably would've gone woozy and bolted the door at the mere thought that something like this could happen- between him and Jungkook no less- but now he’s glad he didn't kick him out when he'd come back all those days after. His pace is just as slow and languid as his kisses were, a calm drag, his fist curling a little on the upwards strokes. It’s embarrassing how fast it has Hoseok panting, but the whole situation has had him mildly riled for a while now and this is just the icing on the cake.
“You don't have to be so careful, kook.” He does his best to sound collected, head lolling back in pleasure to rest against Jungkook’s shoulder.
Jungkook just grins at him, planting a rather brave kiss at the corner of Hoseok’s mouth, keeping his pace but being a little less gentle, “I know. Wanna work you up, Hyung. Been thinking about this since that first day you know…” An airy chuckle escapes Hoseok’s lips, eyes fluttering shut for a moment, “is that why you were so aggressive when you checked me out?”
“Maybe. It wasn't the only time I’d checked you out in here.” Hoseok’s a little surprised at that, but then again it had been a while since he'd fully payed attention when Jungkook would sneak into the bathroom. He hums low in his throat, leaving the conversation at that, starting to gradually roll his hips against the strokes of Jungkook’s hand. It’s a lot different to how he usually touches himself, usually so fast paced and in a rush to not get caught with his hand down his pants or to not wake anyone up. He nearly complains when Jungkook lets go of his dick, but he quiets back down when his hand drifts further down. Hoseok’s body jolts, quickly biting down on one of his knuckles to hold down the obnoxiously loud moan that wants to come out. Jungkook takes his time in massaging his balls, biting harsher at his neck and sucking small little marks into the back of his shoulder- they still had to be careful.
“Kook- Kookie, baby, can I turn around? Wanna-“ A small strangled moan managed to make it’s way out, Hoseok’s fingers digging into Jungkook’s wrist to halt his movements, “God- I wanna touch you too baby, can I?” He hears Jungkook’s low, quiet moan then, right into his ear. Another shiver runs up his spine and he takes his chances to spin around and lean up against the shower wall, tugging Jungkook closer by his wrists.
“You- shit- you can touch me hyung, please. Can I kiss you?” Jungkook looks breathless, cheeks flushed and eyes a little wild, flickering all over Hoseok’s body like he can’t focus just on one thing.
Hoseok gives him his answer by tugging him forward and kissing Jungkook himself, the force a little rough and his pace a little impatient but Jungkook kisses back just as eager, humming quietly into the kiss and taking Hoseok into his hand again. This way, Hoseok can return the favour. He slides his hands up and along Jungkook’s arms, digging into the soft flesh of his shoulders before lightly scratching down his chest, his nails grazing over Jungkook’s nipples along the way and the latter flinches away a little. He’s sensitive. All of them have known that since the beginning, but that doesn't mean Hoseok’s going to be nice and ignore it. No, instead he takes a second to lightly pinch and pull at his chest, Chuckling a little when all he gets is return is Jungkook’s movements faltering and a small strangled whine. He pities him enough to keep moving down, hands firmly running along smooth skin until he finally decides to take Jungkook into his own hand. The kiss gets broken by Jungkook’s soft gasp and Hoseok just can’t help himself.
“Looks like our little Kookie is sensitive everywhere mmm? not just here?” He moves his free hand back up to press and twist a finger against one of his perked nipples just as his thumb grazes over the head of Jungkook’s cock, pressing a little to the underside on his downstroke. Jungkook moans, hot and heavy and maybe a touch too loud for the bathrooms walls, his eyes screwed shut, eyebrows furrowed and his pretty bitten red lips parted. Hoseok doesn't have it in him to quiet him down. Jungkook seems to jump into it now that he’s getting similar attention, the hand on Hoseok’s cock moving faster and a little messier, still a touch rough and his wrist twisting at the tip. Hoseok’s legs probably would've given out fast if it wasn't for the wall and the grip on his hip. He couldn't let Jungkook do all the work though, doing his best to match his pace with a little more steadiness. Jungkook was already quietly whimpering, biting at his bottom lip to keep it down just a little but Hoseok couldn't help but feel fuelled by his noises, grinning to himself as he pinches at the neglected nipple, “our cute little baby Kookie, mmm? You can’t act tough when your being played with too can you? but that’s okay, baby. Hyung will take care of you.”
Jungkook’s back arches, pressing even closer to Hoseok just as he decides to duck down and suck on one of his nipples, the other already red from being pinched. Hoseok feels Jungkook’s legs give a little, but he fixes himself quickly before grabbing at Hoseok’s hair, tugging harshly. “Shit- Hyung cmon stop if you-“ Another small whimper made it’s way past Jungkook’s lips, tugging at his hair again a little harder, “gonna cum early if you keep doing that”
Both of them were already so close but Hoseok wants to watch Jungkook unravel, he regretfully pulls away to rest against the wall again, “m’close already baby” Jungkook seems to get an idea at that, his eyes darkening and his hands sliding to rest at Hoseok’s hips before sinking to his knees.
“Kook? what are you do-“ Hoseok didn't even get to finish his sentence, Jungkook’s eyes locking with his, his voice high strung and filled with desire, “want you to cum in my mouth, Hyung. Wanna taste.” He was already eagerly tugging Hoseok’s hips forward, licking a long stripe up his cock and catching the beads of pre-cum at the tip. Hoseok’s words died on his tongue, blindly reaching forward to grip Jungkook’s hair and tug him forward as an ok, his head already spinning.
Jungkook took a second to trace along the head with his tongue, trailing sloppy kisses along the length of his cock before dragging his tongue back. Hoseok’s weight fell completely against the wall, knuckles white from his grip on Jungkook’s hair as he watches Jungkook’s lips stretch around his length and slowly sink down, his tongue rolling against the underside and his eyes fluttering closed. He gets lost in the feeling, head thrown back as Jungkook works what he cant reach with his hand. Jungkook gradually gets faster, a little sloppier and Hoseok realises all too late that he’s fucking up into his free hand, whimpering around Hoseok’s cock, drool running down his chin. The image makes Hoseok twitch forward, tugging at his hair and moaning low in his throat. Jungkook’s eyes flicker up briefly, his lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. The sight is enough to finally teeter Hoseok over the edge, Jungkook’s tongue flicking over the tip before Hoseok finally cums in his mouth with a broken moan of his name. Jungkook pulls back once Hoseok’s hand falls from his hair, swallowing everything in his mouth before leaning back on his haunches and jerking himself off faster, his dark eyes desperate and locked on Hoseok’s wrecked expression before his hips jerk forward and he cum’s with a small cry. After a moment to catch his breath, Hoseok sinks to his knees in front of Jungkook, tugging him forward and kissing him messily, licking at the taste of himself on Jungkook’s tongue. The latter shakes a little with aftershocks, whining into Hoseok’s mouth and gently sucking on his tongue before breaking away. He looks as fucked out as Hoseok feels, and he grins a little in pride at the mess they've made of each other. His fingers skim over Jungkook’s stomach, through the trail of cum before it can be washed away. He presses the fingers to Jungkook’s bottom lip and the other is quick to open his mouth and suck them clean, his movements a little more sluggish when he licks the last trail away.
“Such a good boy, Kookie. We should get out of here before we get caught, though.” His thumb brushes over Jungkook’s bottom lip, ducking forward to kiss him quickly.
“Probably heard us, Hyung. Doubt it matters now” Jungkook’s words are already slurring, but he listens anyway and pulls himself up on shaky legs.
Hoseok helps him dry off, ruffling his hair affectionately and planting quick kisses on his jaw. He peeks outside the door to see if anyones hanging around before they scurry off to Hoseok’s room, doing their best to be sneaky. Neither of them bother with clothes at this point, diving straight under the blankets once the doors closed. Jungkook perks up enough to kiss Hoseok again, longer and a lot more sweet compared to ten minutes prior, and Hoseok happily returns the kiss. They'll have time to talk about what all this means later, but for now they’re both happy hiding away under the warm sheets.