"You're here early again." Yoongi stated.

Jungkook only got to his dorm early because he had taken a thirty minute shower and thrown on his pajamas, ready to sleep instantly because his class today was rough as hell and he hadn't even taken notes for it either.

"I'm sleeping now." Jungkook pushed by him, straight through the door. The shorter shrugged it off and just let him inside. But instead of going straight for the bed, Jungkook sat down in Seokjin's desk chair and stretched out like a cat, satisfied with sitting. His eyes were closed for a moment, but he heard the click of Yoongi's closet in his ears.

And then he opened his eyes.

Yoongi was naked. Well, he had on a big gray t-shirt. But he had on no pants. No fucking pants. And his milky white thighs were barely covered by the fabric. It didn't matter because the shirt was somehow shorter in the front than it was in the back. And Jungkook could see his black underwear clearly. He could see Yoongi's thighs too clearly, and he hadn't realized that he wasn't breathing.

I'm not even gay. I have a girlfriend.

"Fuck." He breathed out as he hesitated to bring his palms up to his eyes, hiding them from the dangerous sight. Milky white. Clear. Perfect. Like a canvas. A canvas for what? Hickeys? Bite marks? Perfect to tease?

Jungkook suddenly felt like not him.

"I haven't been to do laundry." Yoongi sounded perfectly fine. His voice didn't stutter a bit. "This is long enough to pass as like.. enough, right?" Jungkook's hands were suddenly being lowered by themselves.

"Yeah." He said without even looking again. Or at least he tried to look away.

"Good." Yoongi said as he made his way to climb up on his bed. Jungkook did not watch his thigh muscles clench as he climbed. He shook his own head and stood up from Jin's chair. As he was about to turn off the lights, there was a quick knock on the door. He looked up at Yoongi. Yoongi merely shrugged.

Jungkook didn't hesitate to open the door, revealing— "Ava?" His eyes widened in surprise. He sure hoped that Yoongi was under his blanket right about now, as Ava made her own path into the door alone.

"Hey, babe." She wrapped her arm gently around Jungkook and placed a big kiss right on his lips, taking him by surprise. "What kind of party we got going on in here?" She smiled up at Yoongi with a hint of fun hidden behind her eyes. Jungkook could tell exactly why she was here. To mark her territory.

"Party?" Yoongi scoffed despite the look Ava gave him. "I don't party in this hell of a dorm. So if you plan on partying, then leave."

Jungkook felt his insides swirling in an odd way. It felt satisfying to watch Ava eye Yoongi, who was completely unfazed by her.

"Uh, yeah, babe." Jungkook started, catching both of their attention. "We're going to sleep.
Tiring day. I'll text you tomorrow?"

Ava raised an eyebrow as Yoongi pulled the blankets back, barely off of his own body, revealing his legs clear as day. It was painfully obvious that he had on no pants. "Yeah, I'm tired." Yoongi patted the bed next to him. "Let's go to sleep." His soft eyes just watched as Ava hummed and wrapped her arms around Jungkook once again. Ava was clearly lost by the sight of Yoongi and the amount of confidence he had. Jungkook was just so in awe by the tension in the room.

Why?

Ava pulled him in for another meaningless kiss. Something that made Jungkook just stand there at a loss with. But, he eventually kissed back, his mind kicking in slowly. She never usually even kisses him like this. Every time Jungkook tries to be a normal couple, it all goes to hell. Unless Ava wants to brag about having him. Then it's a different story.

She could talk about him for days and show him off on social media, but in person is a whole different thing. It's plain dumb.

"Text me, babe." Ava said to Jungkook before strutting her way out of the dorm.

Jungkook didn't say much. He closed Yoongi's door, this time locking it in hopes that Ava wouldn't bust in in the morning or something. He looked up at Yoongi, who was reaching down for his phone charger. His ass was poked into the air and his face was scrunched up as he tried to reach for himself. Jungkook merely walked over and handed him the cord before he jumped onto the bed as well.

Yoongi's ass. It really was just sticking in the air still. Yoongi was setting his alarm on his phone. Something he totally should've done before needing to bend over to work it.

"Very inviting." Jungkook stated as a joke. He sat at the end of the bed, waiting for Yoongi to move out of his spot so that he could sleep snd forget this day ever happened. Instead, Yoongi leaned back, pressing his knees into the mattress and smiling up at him between the freshly dyed black locks of fluffy hair he had.

"Was I that obvious?" He asked.

Jungkook thought momentarily about what the fuck Yoongi had just said. He looked back up at Yoongi, feeling his head pound in confusion. Yoongi had a daring look in his eyes for some reason. Jungkook wasn't sure whether he was actually Yoongi or not.

And he didn't care.

All the tension in the room. The look in Yoongi's eyes, slightly tempting. It was like Ava was the tipping point for Yoongi. Like he knew that he was something what Ava was not.

Jungkook pulled for Yoongi before he even knew what he was doing. He pressed his lips firmly against his, slotting right between Yoongi's lips and instantly wrapping his hands around the small, slightly familiar waist. Yoongi hummed into the kiss in surprise as Jungkook pulled his body towards his more, pressing their chests, more skin, their contrasting thighs against each other. The kiss was anything but calm. Jungkook was hungry. Yoongi whined as Jungkook's hand went straight to his ass, squeezing only slightly for pressure. He sucked on Yoongi's bottom lip, sinking his teeth into his lip softly.

Jungkook's heart pounded. His whole body melted with ease, his everything feeling like clouds as Yoongi tugged on his hair. Jungkook did the same to Yoongi. He pulled away from his lips and tugged his hair to the side, pulling his neck free so that he could instantly press his lips to the soft skin, delicate there. Kissing Yoongi's neck felt so fucking good.

"Fuck, Yoongi." Jungkook groaned as Yoongi whimpered and laid back. He bucked his hips forward, pulling onto Jungkook's hair harder as the friction ran through his lower body.

"Ah~ W-What the fuck are we doing?" Yoongi tried to stop noises from leaving his throat as Jungkook's thigh rubbed against him.

Jungkook slid his hands under Yoongi's big shirt, his soft hands teasing at the sides of Yoongi's perfect body. What the fuck is he doing? He has a girlfriend. This is supposed to be his boss. Sleeping, not sleeping with.

"I fucking want you." He licked at Yoongi's earlobe and Yoongi moaned into the feeling. His little noises sent shivers down Jungkook's whole body. Jungkook wasn't sure what he was doing. This was not a part of his bad boy territory. Jungkook is not someone who cheats. He's never cheated on Ava. On anyone.

  "Jungkook.." Yoongi sounded breathless already. God, Jungkook didn't want to stop. Didn't want to let go of Yoongi's body. Didn't want to lose Yoongi's hands tangled in his hair. "Jungkook, we s-shouldn't." Yoongi opened his legs up more, Jungkook sliding right in between them and earning a whispered curse from Yoongi as he dove deeper.

  He was leaving a hickey on Yoongi's neck. His hand was trailing up Yoongi's open thigh and Yoongi was taking it all in with slightly uneven breaths. Jungkook should've stopped before he ever even started. But he sucked into Yoongi's skin and left a bruise on the pretty milky skin, satisfied with his pretty canvas and the art he was invited to make on it.

  Jungkook lifted himself from Yoongi's neck and he looked down at Yoongi. This made his mind kick in hard. Yoongi looked absolutely fucking amazing. Soft baby skin glowing, shining under the sunset coming through the window. His hair was out of his face, away from his forehead. His pink lips were kissed. And he was closing his eyes tightly with his head pushed to the side, clearly flustered.

  "We—" Yoongi's eyes were suddenly open. And Jungkook just stared down at him. He hadn't even noticed that he had his fingers resting on the spot he was sucking the hickey in so harshly. Yoongi was taken aback at the sight of Jungkook looking down at him. "We shouldn't have done any of this." Yoongi closed his eyes again and Jungkook watched.

  He rolled off of Yoongi, laying right onto his own pillow. Yoongi is right. Clearly this wasn't right to do. He barely even really knew Yoongi, but it's not like Jungkook hasn't ever slept with strangers at parties before. But this is Yoongi. This isn't a party. His daring side had taken over him. And he took over Yoongi.

  "I'm sorry." Jungkook choked out.

  When he turned to Yoongi, he was pressed up against the wall. That was Jungkook's cue that it was time to go to sleep.

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this took such an unexpected turn i didn't plan this part to happen skdhsk