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jeon jk ([personal profile] toughkookie) wrote in [community profile] kkaeppsong2017-12-06 07:08 pm

[yoongi/jungkook] ; heart shaker



jungkook feels like he's been waiting for this for at least a lifetime. sometimes it seems like that; he goes back and forth between feeling like he's known yoongi for years and feeling like it's only been a little while. neither option is quite right, and the length of time doesn't really matter - what matters is how comfortable jungkook feels, always has felt talking to yoongi. what matters is the way that he makes his heart race a little bit too fast and his skin flush just a little too hot, how jungkook feels every time he sees - or even thinks about - a picture of him. he has a crush. jungkook knows that. he's completely, utterly, head over heels in like with yoongi hyung and he absolutely knows it. what he isn't entirely sure of, though, is everything else that comes with it. it's hard to know what yoongi thinks, how exactly he's feeling, especially when jungkook is far, far too shy to ever just come out and ask him. but he can't help feeling like the older man making this trip, coming here just to meet him, to see him, to hang out with him - well, it's got to mean something, right?

it does mean something. that's what jungkook tells himself whenever he gets ready, and thank god he started so early in the morning even though they aren't meeting until the afternoon. it's the same struggle as always, only worse, somehow. jungkook has no idea how many times he changes before he ends up settled on something casual, normal, something like what he wears every other day - comfortable, fitted (and only slightly ripped) black jeans and an oversized white tshirt. he spends far too long fussing with his hair just to pull a beanie on over it at the last moment, stepping into his old, worn pair of timberlands on the way out the door. it's almost like he's a different person - the outside definitely doesn't match the inside, the only real giveaways that he's the very same person who posts his art online being the sketchbook he brings along in his bag and the small cluster of flowers painted on the inside of his wrist on one side, leftover from the last practice.

he makes sure to arrive early - far too early, and ends up regretting it not long after. sitting by himself in the little cafe means that he can't seem to stop looking at the door or out the windows, checking his phone even when it's still an hour away from the time they're supposed to meet. in the end, jungkook settles on pulling out his sketchbook, distracting himself by adding onto the last thing he'd been working on the night before.

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[personal profile] starrystarrynight 2018-06-14 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi loves the way it feels, guiding Jungkook's hips into those slow little circles, how it presses him that much deeper into the younger boy when he shifts forward. Just like how Jungkook was grinding on him earlier when he was still asleep, desperate and willing to do just about anything to relieve some of the pressure. Only now it's better, beyond better, and Yoongi just wants his baby to keep working and grinding down against his cock because god, he's already starting to lose touch a little bit. It's too dark, too warm, too intimate, the room and hiss boyfriend and every movement of them together.

He catches those wrecked little words on the pad of his thumb. Smoothing over Jungkook's jaw, his pulse point, touching just to touch, before he's pulling the rest of his body down. Yoongi's lips catch on the boy's collarbones, fluttering kisses and tender bites everywhere he can reach. "Love the way you feel," he murmurs into Jungkook's skin, not thinking about it, hands still curled protectively at his neck, around his waist as he slowly bucks up into the boy. "Love everything. You're so good to me."
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[personal profile] starrystarrynight 2018-07-03 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi feels those words tip dangerously on his tongue, longing to come out--he's just glad he was able to catch himself at the last second. Steer in a slightly different, but no less honest, direction. Because he does love how Jungkook feels. How he feels when he's warm and trembling against him, how he sounds when Yoongi thrusts into him, how he looks completely ruined already, so unguarded and gorgeous that it makes his chest throb with all sorts of want. Yoongi knows he'll never stop wanting Jungkook. There's just something about him--there's just everything about him.

And the ache doesn't stop when Jungkook manages out that request, more of a plea than anything else. Yoongi's gaze lingers, raking over the younger boy with a soft sort of smile. As if he's in any position to deny Jungkook anything--the only one who could possibly manage to be this adorable while asking for more dick. "You can have whatever you want, sweetheart," Yoongi says, lifting his hips to sink deep into his boy, voice trailing off into a groan. Not rough, not really, but it's pointed, Yoongi dragging each stroke out so Jungkook can feel every inch fucking back into him, hips finding a steady rhythm. By that point Yoongi's moved his way down to Jungkook's nipples, toying one between long fingers while his tongue manages the other, flicking at one of the more sensitive spots on his boyfriend. If he wants more, Yoongi will make sure that's exactly what he gets.
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[personal profile] starrystarrynight 2018-07-09 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
No matter what the situation is, it usually comes down to giving Jungkook more. More time, more encouragement, more care--more shoulder rubs and train tickets and jokes to get him giggling at his side. Yoongi's never had this much more to give, because with Jungkook it feels completely, amazingly effortless. And he wants to do it. Yoongi wants to give the younger boy so much that it makes him swell with the same love and affection he carries in his own chest. He's totally whipped for the kid, a fact his best friend never lets him forget, and to be honest? He's also totally okay with that. It's worth it for a million reasons--like being right here, in Jungkook's bed, with Jungkook in his arms, lost to their own world. Jungkook's ass grinding restlessly against him, meeting every stroke head on in his own desperation has Yoongi seeing damn constellations in that dark room, panting out curses when he feels the younger boy unconsciously tighten around him.

It's too much, just like the stimulation is too much for Jungkook. Yoongi keeps it up just to hear those broken, whiny little sounds he adores so much, fingers scrambling everywhere on his chest and arms and neck, Jungkook frantically trying to anchor himself while Yoongi slowly picks him apart. By now he's probably painted the boy's chest pretty watercolors, has probably fucked him past any semblance of coherency. Yoongi swears he grows even harder inside Jungkook just from his voice. Like a damn siren's call, and god, Yoongi can't resist him--not those pretty lips he steals a kiss from or those trembling thighs he grips with firm fingers, steadying the boy against him. "My name, baby." Yoongi's hips snap harder, just at the right angle. "Wanna hear you say it when you ask to come."
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[personal profile] starrystarrynight 2018-07-11 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi knows it's quickly spiraling out of even his control. There's only so much he can take, because god--everything about Jungkook is driving him wild. As much as he would like to drag this moment out even further, edge Jungkook for that much longer, the temptation to finish the younger boy off is too strong. Yoongi's been hot for it the moment he felt Jungkook grind that pretty, needy body against him, and he hasn't once stopped, hasn't once backed down. Yoongi misses him so much. Has missed this so much, which is about the only semi-coherent thought shuttering through as Yoongi drills into the boy, the sound of their skin as obscene as the way Jungkook stops and starts, moaning, mindless, through the question.

"There it is," Yoongi murmurs, breathing erratic as he trails back up the boy's sides, palm cradling Jungkook's cheek and angling his face so he can have a better look. This close, Yoongi can just make out the glistening against Jungkook's eyelashes, that special sort of tension in his features that always comes with intense pleasure. Too much, too overwhelming, and still trying so hard to please. He looks beautiful like this, reduced to near tears, and Yoongi's stomach gives a low, satisfied flip. His other hand slips down between their bodies, wrapping firm around Jungkook's leaking cock, twitching desperately at his strokes. Yoongi keeps pushing him, pushing him, because he knows Jungkook can take it. Because his baby deserves the best, only the best, and it's going to be worth it in just a few moments. "That's right -- come for hyung."
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[personal profile] starrystarrynight 2018-07-16 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
They both know it's not a real command, just like Jungkook doesn't actually have to ask permission for anything. He's free to do whatever he wants, and at the end of the day, the younger boy is the one with all the power and authority in his hands. Yoongi just understands what makes Jungkook feel good, feel confident, feel taken care of--understands how some of that freedom can only come from letting go completely, leaving someone else in control. Yoongi can sense it, holding his boyfriend so close, the moment he finally submits to every single feeling blossoming inside of him. And he keeps holding him through it all, even when Jungkook cries out, when he comes all over Yoongi's stomach, when he starts shaking from the intense waves of pleasure. Bordering on painful, how tight he is around Yoongi, and he slowly pulls himself out only to finish seconds later on the back of those trembling thighs. Doesn't even recognize the kind of sound that rips from his throat, just presses fingers in deep, holding Jungkook's neck and hair and waist and losing himself in all of him.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds later, and Yoongi is still breathless. The room is still dark around them, the apartment dead silent except for the soft noises of them slowing coming back to their senses. Yoongi feels the best he has in weeks, warm and satisfied and alive and so, so in love. He wraps a strong arm around Jungkook's back while the other comes back to those cute cheeks still wet with tears. Yoongi leans up to kiss him all over, following the same path as his touch, careful not to push Jungkook's over-sensitive body any further. Nothing but tender, unhurried affection. A wordless how are you feeling now?. A safe place to return to himself. Yoongi's still right here, always right here when Jungkook needs him most.
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[personal profile] starrystarrynight 2018-07-18 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi helps Jungkook wiggle his way off his body, hands steadying the boy's waist as his shaky limbs plop him down on the bed. He doesn't move too far though, still tucked right into Yoongi's side, which is just as well because Yoongi isn't keen on letting him go. Or moving himself, for that matter. The only thing he has half a mind to do is grab a few tissues from Jungkook's bedside table and wipe up the mess they left on each other. It's more for Jungkook's sake than his own, but once he tosses the tissues aside he's back to focusing his attention on his boyfriend. His boyfriend who's curled up next to him like the perfect fit, looking so content and cozy it makes Yoongi's chest give another sharp throb. He could say it then, too. He could say it in the dark, pressed right there to Jungkook's cheek.

Instead he snuggles a little closer, hand still resting lightly on the younger boy's bare waist. Not like there's any reason to get dressed again anyways. The thought suddenly brings a memory to mind, and Yoongi laughs under his breath imagining what happened last visit, the sound raspy but soft. "Your pig didn't make any noise this time. Thank god." Yoongi's not sure if he'll ever be used to the tiny creature's distinct, unexpected sounds, much less its presence in Jungkook's bedroom. He knows it sounds ridiculous, but he wants his alone time with Jungkook...to be just his alone time with Jungkook. He can't help but feel that the pet knows something's going on. Before he even realizes what he's saying, Yoongi continues to mumble sleepily, "When we get our own place one day maybe he can have his own room."