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And as if he heard him, Jungkook reached behind himself and rubbed at the entrance. "Or you could just watch me," he giggled softly. "But it'd be more fun if you helped." He pushed his fingers back in and began to rock against them. He lowered himself, face pressed against the bed as he used his other hand to stroke himself. "If Yoongi d--doesn't care, then--ah," he gasped. "If he doesn't, you shouldn't either, Namjoon."
At that moment, Namjoon heard that final thread of shame snap and fall away.
Perhaps it’d be a funny story if Yoongi woke up to moans and a shaking bed. It would be his fault anyways. He shouldn't have given them the idea.
Or:
Namjoon meets Jungkook at a music festival and takes him back to his hotel. He hopes his friend got the message and let him have the room.