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Jungkook had a new neighbor. They had been his new neighbor for a week and he had meant to say hi but it really just slipped his mind.
After a long day of working at the gym and then having dinner with his Hyungs, Jungkook finally came home, dropped his bag in the hallway and stripped his clothes as he walked towards the bathroom.
Perks of living alone; walking around naked all day, every day.
Jungkook turned on the shower and stood under the hot stream for several seconds, feeling his muscles loosen up and his body softening.
He was soaping his body as a sound reached his ears. Jungkook frowned and turned down the strength of the water so he could listen. Then the sound got louder. It was someone singing. Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise.
He had never heard his previous neighbor making a sound ever. Were the walls always that thin? The mortification set in slowly. If the walls were thin his neighbor must've been quiet, but Jungkook definitely had not. His previous neighbor must've heard him jerking off in the shower!
Jungkook wanted to crawl up and die.
He ran a frustrated hand through his hair and sighed. Well. Not anything he could do about that now. At least he knew not to do it again, since his new neighbor didn't seem to know about the thinness of their walls.
Oh right. The new neighbor.
Jungkook's ears tuned into the world again and the smooth voice floated through the door once again. It was raspy and sexy as fuck, probably a young male, Jungkook pondered and continued listening. The song was in English and he didn't recognize it.
He listened for probably minutes until the voice faded and disappeared. Jungkook shook it off and continued washing himself. The brunette couldn't shake the memory of that sweet voice for the rest of the day though.
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The next time it happened was two days later. Jungkook turned off the shower just as that mysterious voice came through the wall again. Jungkook steadied himself against the wall and leaned his ear on it.
This time it was a Korean song. Jungkook recognized it as BLACKPINK's Playing With Fire. He smiled fondly. His neighbor had good taste. Jungkook continued listening as the shower was turned on on the other side of the wall. Jungkook's mouth went dry and he nervously licked his lips, eyes glazing over. What did his neighbor look like? Was he tall? Short? Blonde? Brunette? Korean? Foreigner?
Jungkook tried not to think about his neighbor's naked body but it was hard.
Then the voice quieted down, the water stopped and footsteps walked away from the wall. Jungkook almost wanted to shout trough the wall for the boy to come back. But he didn't.
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"Hyung," Jungkook said as he stared thoughtfully at the napkin on their table. Jimin looked up and raised an eyebrow.
"I have this new neighbor," Jungkook started, shifting his eyes to look at Jimin. The orange haired boy was wearing black framed glasses and thick eyeliner. Jungkook knew that was all for their hyung, Yoongi. Jimin had a crush, but he wanted to play hard to get.
"Yes?" Jimin raised his other eyebrow in exasperation. Jungkook but his lip.
"Did you know that the walls in my apartment are very thin. Like, I can hear him sing in the shower-thin," Jungkook said, expression kind of ashamed. Jimin didn't say anything. "Should I tell... Him?" Jungkook asked meekly. Jimin gave him a teasing smile and was about to answer when Taehyung walked through the door and bounced over to them. He leaned down and pecked Jungkook's cheek, the younger swatting at his face. Then he leaned down to hug Jimin from the back.
"What's up?" Taehyung chirped and grinned. Jimin smirked. Jungkook was about to stop the older when Jimin spoke up.
"Jungkook's stalking his neighbor in the shower," Jimin rattled innocently, and Jungkook glared. Taehyung looked delighted.
"What?!" He exclaimed. "Tell me everything!"
Jungkook groaned and dropped his head on the table.
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That night his neighbor's voice floated through the wall once again as Jungkook was taking a shower. He tensed immediately and listened as the voice sang. His neighbor sounded really soothing and Jungkook closed his eyes, shoulders relaxing again as he let the melody wash over him.
The song was in English. And Jungkook actually knew it this time. It was Fools by Troye Sivan. One of his favorite artists.
What if I reply? Jungkook jerked at the thought. What if he did? He had never met his neighbor. They didn't know each other at all. They never crossed paths apparently, it wouldn't be too embarrassing at all since they would probably never meet.
"But everything is shattering, and it's my mistake," the voice sang through the wall. Jungkook took a deep breath and shakily started singing.
"Only fools fall for you, only fools," he softly sang. The abrupt lack of sound from the other side scared him. But he continued singing.
"Only fools do what I do, only fools fall," he sang, a bit more confident this time. He liked to sing. He could do it. Then the voice on the other side hesitantly started singing with him again. They continued until the song was over. Jungkook thought about saying something, but he didn't. He left the room instead to go to bed, heart beating wildly all the way.
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Hoseok finally turned off the speaker and said that they could take a break. It was Saturday. Jungkook's favorite day. It was when he had dance class with Hoseok, Jimin and Taehyung.
While the rest of the class scattered Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook joined Hoseok on the floor next to the speakers. They all sat there for a while, trying to regain their breaths.
"So. How's the creeping going?" Taehyung nudged Jungkook's arm and grinned suggestively. Jungkook groaned and threw his head back on the wall.
"What creeping?" Hoseok's interest was piqued.
"Jungkook's a stalker. He listens to his neighbor showering," Jimin teasingly said, Jungkook punching him hard in the shoulder. Jimin yelped in pain. "Geez. Lay off the steroids," Jimin muttered as he rubbed his shoulder. But it was too late.
"You listen to your neighbor showering?" Hoseok said in disbelief. Jungkook tried to protest but Taehyung cut in.
"Yeah! He probably listens to his neighbor jerking off too!" Jungkook glared and delivered a blow to the brunette's ribs. Taehyung jumped in pain.
"Ow!" He exclaimed.
"I'm sending this info to Jin hyung and Yoongi hyung!" Hoseok laughed and fished up his phone.
"Hyung!" Jungkook whined, sounding far too much like a petulant child for his own taste. Hoseok only laughed as he texted their Hyungs.
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The next time was different. Jungkook hadn't heard his neighbor for three days and he was honestly missing him. Which he could admit was very weird.
Jungkook sat in his bed and checked Instagram when he heard it. Small sobs coming from the other side of the wall. He thought he was hallucinating but when the whimpering sobs increased he knew it was his neighbor.
Jungkook's heart was racing as he got out of bed and sat down next to the wall, leaning his ear on it. The sobs were heart wrenching, the usually soothing voice whimpering and breathing shakily.
"Hey," Jungkook said softly, feeling like he would break something if he raised the volume.
The sobs stopped abruptly, but his neighbor was still sniffling.
"You okay?" Jungkook asked carefully, cringing internally. He had never been good at comfort. He heard some shuffling on the other side and then he got a reply.
"No," the voice whispered. Jungkook gulped.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked.
"No," the voice answered again. Jungkook couldn't believe that he was having a conversation with his neighbor through the door. But he found it kind of endearing.
"Okay," he said easily and leaned the back of his head against the wall.
"Can you distract me?" A shy request came from the other side. Jungkook smiled fondly.
"Have you ever wondered what happens when you get 'scared half to death' twice?" Jungkook said airily. The silence was tense and he regretted it, but then a wonderful sound floated through the wall. His neighbor was laughing. It was gorgeous. Jungkook thought it sounded cute. He could only imagine that his neighbor was one of those people who covered their mouths when they laughed. Adorable.
"That was a bad one," his neighbor said after a few seconds. Jungkook smiled teasingly, even if his neighbor couldn't see him.
"You laughed," he shrugged, pleased.
They were quiet for a few minutes before his neighbor spoke up.
"Have you ever thought about how big the universe really is? I mean. It holds all these stars and galaxies, planets and beings. We're really just a speck of dust in the eyes of the universe. One human is completely worthless," he quietly said, voice sad. Jungkook frowned. He hadn't thought of that before.
"You know. You don't have to have worth to the universe," Jungkook started carefully. "It only matters that you have worth for yourself and the people who loves you," Jungkook spoke softly, afraid to break the fragile moment. His neighbor remained quiet. Jungkook almost thought he'd fallen asleep.
"Will you sing for me?" The shy voice spoke up again. Jungkook jumped from surprise but quickly collected himself.
"Sure," he agreed and cleared his throat. Then he sang.
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Jungkook continued to talk to his neighbor on the nights. They sat on the floor, on their sides of the wall and talked about anything and everything. Mostly about their days and random thoughts that popped up in their heads.
Jungkook noticed that neither of them ever mentioned their own names or their friends' or families' names. But somehow he still managed to know that his neighbor had a sister, a best friend and a dog. He also knew his neighbor worked in the music industry and liked reading. Apparently his neighbor had studied psychology at university but decided that he wanted to produce music instead.
Jungkook told him about his friends, his dance class, his job at the gym and his love for white t-shirts.
They slowly but surely grew closer and didn't go one night without speaking to the other.
And it was great. But Jungkook knew that the tingly feeling he always got when he heard his neighbor laugh could mean trouble.
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They were all hanging out at Yoongi's and Seokjin's apartment a Friday night when Jungkook finally broke.
Seokjin and Taehyung were laying in the love seat, eating snacks. Yoongi and Jimin sat close together on the couch over Yoongi's laptop while Hoseok rested in the armchair, lazily checking his phone.
Jungkook was laying on his back on the floor, staring at the ceiling.
"Hyungs?" He spoke up. He heard them all turning their heads toward him. "I think I'm in love with a wall."
The silence was neutral. Jungkook sighed and pressed his hands against his eyes before sitting up and meeting his Hyungs confused stares.
"Remember my neighbor and our thin walls?" He exhaled, frowning. They all nodded. Honestly they had dropped that a while ago.
"Well, we sort of talk. All the time," Jungkook admitted, looking down at his lap, where his hands were playing with the hem of his shirt.
"You... Talk? And what does that have to do with the wall?" Seokjin looked even more confused.
"We talk through the wall, hyung," Jungkook whispered. "And I don't even know his name," he said. "I'm scared because I like him. A lot," his friends all started to understand.
"So," Yoongi cleared his throat. "You talk to this guy trough a wall and you don't know his name and you have never even seen or met him before?" Jungkook nodded.
"Well, then you talk to him for real," Yoongi shrugged and turned back to his computer. Jungkook looked up confused.
"For real?" He said. Yoongi sighed.
"Walk to his door, ring the bell and introduce yourself properly. It's not hard, kid," Jungkook's brain tried to understand. Just introduce himself? He couldn't do that. No, never. He wasn't confident enough for that. He would have to find another way.
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It was an accident. It really was. Jungkook was about to install a new lamp in his living room. He had to hammer some nails into the wall first. He honestly miscalculated his swing.
The hammer went straight through the ugly green wallpaper, continued trough the wood and tore a head sized hole in the wall. Jungkook could only stare through it with wide eyes, not comprehending what happened. Then a face appeard in the hole.
Jungkook's breath hitched. It was a boy with sparkling brown eyes framed by glasses, purple fluffy hair with a beanie on top and a cute round face with a button nose. Jungkook could only gape dumbly. The boy looked at him, thick pink lips wrapped around a lollipop. Jungkook gulped.
"Hi?" He finally stuttered out. The boy's eyes were comically wide as he assessed the damage to their wall.
"You just broke my wall and all you have to say is hi?" The boy mumbled in exasperation around the lollipop. Jungkook shrugged apologetically.
"Miscalculation?" His smile was embarrassed. Then the boy finally took him in. Jungkook was wearing a big white t-shirt and ripped black jeans, light eyeliner around his eyes. His hair was floppy and unstyled but still looking good.
"Nice to finally put a face to the voice," Jungkook said, smirking slightly. The boy startled out of his thoughts and blushed. Jungkook loved it. His neighbor was so adorable.
"I agree," the boy said softly, eyes downcast since he was shy. Jungkook couldn't believe that he was meeting the notorious voice he had heard for the first time in the shower.
Jungkook walked forward slightly and offered a hand through the hole.
"I'm Jeon Jungkook."
The boy smiled and a tan, soft hand came up to wrap around Jungkook's gently.
"Kim Namjoon."
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Their first date happened two weeks later. The hole was still in their wall, gaping and taunting them. Jungkook had covered his side with a poster of Big Bang while Namjoon had put a lamp in front of it on his side. They still talked through the wall of their bedrooms but it seemed much more intimate.
Their first date took place in a cozy Italian restaurant. They both agreed not to be fancy because being comfortable was much more important.
Namjoon arrived wearing a light pink sweater that came halfway down his thighs, black ripped jeans and brown boots. His purple hair was styled fluffy and his glasses were switched for contacts. (He had to look a little fancy at least.)
Jungkook wore a white, loose dress shirt with loose blue jeans and similar boots.
They had a wonderful dinner and as the night came to an end Jungkook was sitting next to Namjoon, arm over the older's shoulders and eyes never leaving each other.
Namjoon smiled and blushed as Jungkook pecked his cheek. They decided to go and pay when Jugkook caught sight of the lollipops on the counter. He swatted away Namjoon's hand of money and paid for their meals under Namjoon's protests. ("I'm your hyung, brat.")
Jungkook ignored him and took Namjoon's hand to intertwine their fingers before he led the older out of the restaurant. Namjoon blushed again but Jungkook could see the smile and dimples on Namjoon's cheeks. When he had first seen them he had almost passed out. It was adorable.
"Here," Jungkook said and held up the pink lollipop he purchased. Namjoon's eyes lit up and he raised a sweaterpaw hand to take it.
"Thank you, Kookie," Namjoon said in awe and opened the lollipop with one hand before he started sucking on it. Jungkook swung their joint hands as they walked down the streets, heading for their apartment complex.
As they stopped outside of Jungkook's door Jungkook held eye contact for a while. Namjoon looked back, lips around the pink lollipop. Jungkook's eyes flickered down to the slick extra pink lips and gulped audibly. Namjoon's tongue darted out to lick the lollipop and then he removed it from his mouth completely. Jungkook took the chance and surged forward to catch Namjoon's lips in a kiss. The older made a startled noise but quickly wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, tongues brushing, lollipop forgotten.
Kissing Namjoon was intoxicating. The sweet taste of candy enveloped Jungkook and he felt his stomach do somersaults.
They broke apart for air. Jungkook searched Namjoon's lust filled eyes. The older gave a tiny nod.
"This must sound crazy, but I'm in love with you," Jungkook breathed, aware of Namjoon's hands toying with the hair on his neck. "I fucking love you and we didn't even know each other's names until two weeks ago. But that doesn't matter. What matters is that I fell in love with you when I heard you cry that first night," Jungkook said, caressing Namjoon's hips as he talked. The older inhaled shakily. "You're fucking gorgeous, Kim Namjoon. And smart. And funny. And beautiful from the inside and out," Jungkook smiled, feeling tears trying to fall. Namjoon let a stray tear escape. Jungkook reached out to brush it away.
"Jungkook... You're the most wonderful person I have ever met," Namjoon whispered. "You've been nice and understanding. And you care so much. I love you too. You're beautiful too," Namjoon said and pressed their foreheads together. Jungkook chuckled wetly and leaned forward to kiss Namjoon again.
It was more heated this time. A passionate fire burning through their bodies.
"Jungkook," Namjoon whispered against his lips. "Take me. Please."
Jungkook moaned as Namjoon begged so sweetly. The younger leaned back and unlocked his door before walking them both inside, kicking the door closed with a foot, never letting go of Namjoon.
With their lips still connected Jungkook managed to unbutton his shirt and discard it on the floor. Namjoon broke away to admire his abdominal muscles and biceps. The older's hand trailed down Jungkook's arm teasingly. Jungkook quickly pulled off Namjoon's shirt and they both toed off their shoes before Jungkook dragged Namjoon with him to the bedroom.
The youngest pushed the purple haired male on the bed, settling between Namjoon's open legs. Junggkook kissed him again, lips trailing down to kiss Namjoon's neck, nipples and soft stomach. Namjoon moaned quietly, eyes trailing Jungkook's movements. Jungkook teased the area around his waist band slightly before dragging down Namjoon's pants and boxers.
The older's cock was let free and he hissed from the cold air surrounding it. Namjoon blushed as he was the only one naked and avoided Jungkook's eyes.
The youngest drank in Namjoon's appearance. Tan, soft thighs. Flat stomach, hips standing out and giving him some shape. Jungkook stood up briefly to discard the rest of his clothes too before climbing back into the bed between Namjoon's legs. Namjoon wrapped them around Jungkook's waist loosely, arms coming up around the youngest' neck.
Jungkook caged him in with his arms, leaning down and bumping their noses.
"You're so beautiful, baby," Jungkook whispered and pecked Namjoon's closed eyelids gently, fingers caressing Namjoon's waist. Namjoon smiled and bit his lip.
Jungkook leaned over to the night stand and grabbed the lube he kept there. Namjoon followed his movements as he squirted some on his hand. Namjoon gave a nod of consent as Jungkook looked up at him before shimmying down Namjoon's upper body, to his crotch.
The youngest slowly inserted a finger, Namjoon squirming a bit in response.
"You okay?" Jungkook asked as he slowly pumped the digit in and out of Namjoon's hole. The older nodded.
"Yeah," he panted. "Another, please," Namjoon asked and Jungkook ha to oblige with that.
When he had three fingers in Namjoon finally relaxed and started moaning loudly from the feeling. He clutched the sheets and writhed on the bed in pleasure. Jungkook's eyes were glued to his boyfriends blissed out expression and his ears latched onto the the delicious sounds spilling from Namjoon's mouth desperately.
"Need you, Kookie," Namjoon managed to pant out between thrusts. He threw up his hand and grabbed Jungkook's neck. The younger obeyed and pulled out his fingers, Namjoon keening in displeasure, before he rolled a condom on and lubed up his achingly hard cock.
Jungkook hissed from the stimulation and gave it a few strokes before he lined up with Namjoon's entrance. The older hugged the younger around the neck and kissed him as Jungkook pushed inside gently. He moaned against Namjoon's lips as warmth engulfed his cock.
As he bottomed out he stopped to give Namjoon time to adjust.
The older panted against Jungkook's lips as he tried to relax. After half a minute Namjoon broke away from the kiss.
"Okay. Move," he said and took a deep breath. Jungkook started up a slow languid pace, hips moving with precision as he thrusted n and out. Namjoon moaned softly every time and threw his head back on the pillows.
The bed creaked as Jungkook picked up pace and he was glad his neighbor wasn't home. (Haha)
Jungkook put his forearms down on the bed on either side of Namjoon's shoulders for better support as he felt his orgasm building. Jungkook panted into Namjoon's collarbone as the older hugged him close.
Jungkook stopped his thrusts to adjust his hips before picking up a faster pace again. Namjoon screamed out loudly.
"Kookie!" He moaned. "Right there!"
Jungkook's body shuddered from the arousing moan and he snapped his hips faster, trying to hit that spot again as Namjoon's hole clenched around him tightly. Namjoon's moans were growing louder with every thrust and Jungkook's hips stuttered as his orgasm neared.
Namjoon's stuttered moans matched the pace of his hips and the older nipped at Jungkook's shoulder for something to muffle his whimpers with as he pushed down to meet Jungkook's faltering thrusts. His orgasm was so close.
"I'm coming," Namjoon said and came with a forceful shudder, moaning loudly. Jungkook groaned into Namjoon's collarbones as the older's nails scraped his back when Namjoon came. The purple haired male clenched around Jungkook's cock and the younger came with a yell of Namjoon's name muffled in said boy's shoulder. Jungkook let out a tiny moan as he pulled out.
They panted as they tried to catch their breaths.
Jungkook peppered Namjoon's shoulder and then face with kisses until he reached the older's lips. They kissed slowly, lazily and contentedly. Jungkook rested their foreheads together as they broke apart, breaths mingling and smiles being shared.
"I love you," Namjoon whispered into the quiet room and bumped their noses together cutely. Jungkook chuckled.
"I love you too."