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“Don’t judge me for this but I have a bottle of lube in my pocket,” Jungkook said. Jimin froze in shock before a laugh spilled out. He could feel Jungkook grinning against his cheek. “Shhh, baby, they’ll hear you.”
“Maybe I should let them so we aren’t stuck here overnight,” Jimin countered. Jungkook met him with another long kiss before he answered, pushing him back against the locked door to slide his leg between Jimin’s thighs.
“I wouldn’t mind being stuck with you.”
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Jimin and Jungkook get locked in a closet together with only one way to pass the time.
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“Who would’ve thought. Park fucking Jimin. A fucking omega.”
During his high school days, Jimin was an angry kid, which is basically a sugar-coated way of saying he was an asshole and a bully. One of his favorite victims: Jeon Jungkook.
Years later they run into each other again. Who would’ve thought that Jungkook would grow up to be an alpha? And who would've thought that he would fuck Jimin THIS good?
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Omega Jimin has been interested in nerdy alpha Jeongguk for a while. Everything about Jeongguk is so atractive, but no matter how hard Jimin tries to make it obvious that he's interested, Jeongguk just doesn't seem to notice. Every time Jimin flirts with him, Jeongguk gets deep into explaining whatever information comes to his mind. Until Jimin becomes so frustrated he ends up leaking slick. Somehow, it results in Jeongguk confessing that he's not dense or uninterested, he's just shy and when Jimin flirts, he gets so nervous his defense mechanism is to talk as much as he can. Jimin thinks it's cute. Until he realizes that there are parts of Jeongguk that he didn't know existed and that he wants them just as much as he wants the rest of him.
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Park Jimin doesn’t do feelings. Or dating. Or people, really. He likes numbers, structure, quiet libraries, and being left alone.
Unfortunately, Jeon Jungkook doesn’t seem to understand the concept of leaving him alone, nor taking a hint.
He’s relentless. Patient. And for some reason, completely convinced that Jimin’s worth the effort.
It’s annoying. It’s overwhelming. And eventually—it’s everything.
A slow unravelling. A soft becoming.
The story of two people falling into something neither of them expected, and both of them needed.
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“There we go,” Jimin soothes, “Try sinking into your split again, but keep your back straight, chest up,” he keeps his hands on Jungkook’s waist as he sinks down. They’re almost face to face now. The stretch burns more like this, so he doesn’t go as deep. “Come on, tough guy,” Jimin smirks, “I know you can go deeper.”
“I can’t, I can’t,” Jungkook laughs, “My hamstrings are going to snap.”
Jimin bites his lip and guides him, “Just a little further. Breathe into it and relax,” his soft voice eases him down. Jungkook breathes, but he can’t relax. Not with those hands holding him there, not with those eyes taking him in like that. He whimpers as his legs burn and ache, quivering, but he sinks down just a hair.
“Good,” Jimin approves, “Is this your first time? You’re doing so well.”
Jungkook nods. He’s afraid of what sound will come out of him if he tries to speak.
“Impressive,” is all he says before his hands leave him, and he’s stepping over to the next person.
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Jungkook takes a flying yoga class to help his aching back. His sweet and handsome instructor helps him find relief in more ways than one.Bookmarked by hideawayinmayfair_nt
14 May 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
Best almos vanilla but a little bit kinky smute. Will read again in a month