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Smiling at him until his eyes turn into these cute little crescents, Jimin waves him inside and Jeongguk kicks off his shoes, leaves them near the door while Jimin closes it.
“I’m surprised you came, Gguk.”
Jeongguk shrugs and flops down on the couch he’s more than familiar with, eyeing the enticing curve of Jimin’s ass from the older man’s tight shorts and the small sliver of smooth skin that peaks out of the gap between his socks and the hem of his shorts.
There’s no denying what he’s here for. Jimin can act as coy as he wants but Jeongguk knows. It’s what they always do— or rather, it’s all they ever do. Their relationships isn’t one based on conventional foundations, after all. It’s a give and take, a mutual greed that somehow cancels out.
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- Part 1 of you are my clichés
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Jungkook is tired of stereotypes.
(Or, Jungkook is a bottom, Jimin is a top and Taehyung is sexiled.)
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Jimin thought he could live his life quietly but when a possible husband for his little sister arrives at their estate, his plans fail.
Jungkook dreads the stay at Knowsley Hall but when he sets eyes on the blonde haired man, he feels things he never thought possible.
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Jungkook regards him through thick eyelashes and soft, overlong bangs. “What would you do to me,” he draws a little absentminded figure 8 on the bar-top, “if you could do anything at all without having to worry about my comfort or willingness?”
The bartender’s gaze is liquid mercury, nearly scorching. Jimin sucks at the ice in his empty glass to buy himself time. His whole body just went up in flames, kinda, and he’s dealing with that first.
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Jimin has just been through a bad breakup. Hoseok and Taehyung want him to get back out there; he doesn’t think he’s ready. But is the sexy bartender from their neighborhood dive bar enough to change his mind?
It’s only one night, right?
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The man in the suit stepped forward. He bowed deeply, holding his position as he spoke. “Jeon Jungkook,” the agent introduced himself. “It’s an honor to serve you.”
Jimin narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the tall man once he stood back up to his full height. “Jeon Jungkook?”
“Yes, sir.”
Jimin cringed. “Sir?” he echoed in horror. “Don’t call me sir. That’s what everyone calls my dad.”
The man nodded. “Yes, sir.”
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Jimin's surprised when the death threats he's been receiving while attending university warrant additional security. But, he supposes, it only makes sense, considering his father is the president.
You know, of the country.
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Russian Translation: https://ficbook.net/readfic/7544444
Portuguese Translation: https://t.co/2aOgTqDreMSeries
- Part 1 of The President's Son