บท 20: ch 19. the holes we dug ourselves
kook woke joon up, who was still in his dreamlands. groaning he complained, but eventually sat up, rubbed his eyes and hair. kook chuckled. "come on, hobi made breakfast" "hmmmm" they walked to the kitchen. "breakfast" hobi exclaimed and almost dumped the plates on the table. kook and joon leaned forward to look at the food and backed away immidiately. "uhm....honey? what is that?" ""that" supposed to be kimchi stew" "yeah....i thought so....buuuuut...." "its shit. eat it or leave it" "woah... what happened?!" joon looked shocked. hobi scoffed and threw the pans and pots into the sink. stomped out of the kitchen.
"what did u do?" joon asked kook and shoved his plate far away from him. "why did i do something? i have no idea why he is like that..." joon gave a half laugh out and walked out to find hobi.
"whats the problem, grasshopper?" "grasshopper? u didnt call me that for ages. what u mean?" "are u on your period?" hope showed a pissed look and puffed his cheeks up. "u fucking stupid?!" "then whats wrong?" "nothing...." "hope?!" "okay.....asshole. i am frustrated a little, thats all" "frustrated? the uni?" "no" "work?" "no" "the drag thing? i mean with all those things u put up, in and on..." "no" "i am lost" "its sex, joon" "sex... u are with kook" "yeah i know" "i mean its kook" "uhu" "so where is the problem" "we... didnt .... had .... any for some days now" "why?" "as u said, uni, work, club. we are exhausted when we come home" "ok... listen, i ll go home now and u can do it. its weekend anyway" "u think... it would work?!" "course! i know your sexdrive and its kook for hells sake!" joon grinned and looked for his clothes. "dont u wanna take a shower?" "i thought u wanna.... u know" he wiggled his brows. "i dont think 15 min would make a change, go!" "thanks mom" "i give u a "mom", if u are not going now!" joon giggled.
hope alured kook into the bedroom and jumped him there. and as kook was also deprived of sex, he caught on it fast. they yanked their few clothes what they had from their bodies and interviened them. the bedroom went heated, it smelled of sex.
unknown of all, joon stepped out of the shower, a towel around his waist, another in his hand, drying his hair, didnt look and was surprised, when he got aware of the two bodies on the bed.
"ups...shit...uhm...." kook and hope looked at him. they forgot that he was still here. they all stared at each other. hope thought, that joon looked better, he must have worked out. kook thought, that joon looked fucking hot and would bring the spice into the fuck. joon thought, that hope looked sexier than ever, butt naked and he thought, that kook was really a fucker. he never thought that he would see kook in that light.
"uhm..." they looked awkward at each other. kook glanced at hope and nodded. hope smiled, stood up and came close to joon. he tugged on the towel, removed it from a frozen joon, got down on his knees and with a mischievous look, he took joons dick and slurped on it.
first joon was to shocked to do anything, but as hope swallowed his dick, his head snapped to kook on the bed. we was more shocked to see him observing his own boyfriend giving another man a blow job. what the fuck?!
"u still know how he likes it, right hobi?" hope with his mouth full nodded. "get him hard, honey. we wanna play" joons mind was blank.
hope did a great job, joon was hard asap. he smiled up at joon and looked back to kook. "bring him here" joon was placed on the bed, hope gave kook a deep kiss and made himself comfortable on joons lap. "lets do it" he whispered to joon with a smirk. kook had lubed up joons dick, hope pushed himself down on it with ease, he leaned down to kiss joon. that was the point of him reacting again. he felt hopes lips on him again, since months, he had those familiar lips on him again. memories flashed trough his mind. memories of hobi. laughing, kissing, pouting, all those good memories.
kook watched them. he didnt felt any jealousy. in contray, they looked fucking hot together. he watched how hopes hole swallowed joons dick easily, he heard their moans and groans. his hands trailed hopes back up and down, his lips bit and kissed hopes shoulders and neck. unpatient kook lubed his own dick up. he wanted to play too. "hope?" "yeah, okay" kook panted and pressed his dick into hopes already taken hole.
since they had always jin included in their games, it wasnt something new. but for joon it was something else. not that he didnt had his own experience with threesomes or even more, but with friends aka ex-boyfriends and their new boyfriends, that was something new.
he felt kooks hard, hot muscle on his own. the veines and the twitches. joon bit his lip, otherwise he would be to loud. his hands were on hopes hips, kook put his own on them, together they found a perfect rythm. kook shut his eyes thight, it was hard not to succombed his urge to go beserk on hope. joons dick wasnt helping either.
hope was having trouble, he felt stuffed like a turkey and the pace wasnt helping either. the pressure around his rim was great, but both dicks stroked perfectly on the prostate. that alone let him forgot almost everything else. he pressed his fingers into joons shoulders and moved with their rythm.
kook was on the edge, joon felt that and let himself go. hopes inside cramped on them tightly and one after another came.
hopes breathy huffs were loud and he collapsed on joons chest. kook gently removed himself from hobis hole and earned another whiny moan from him. he helped hope to get up from joon and layed him down.
suddenly they all started to chuckle.
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jimin caressed taes face and watched his sleeping face. he looked so young, like a child. nothing worried him. to say tae was beautiful was an understatement, jimin felt ... not really ugly...but.... less attractive. as he watched him, jimin wondered why tae chose him. why he was so persistend from the first day, to have him. why he ran after him.
cause, he was just jimin. nothing else, nobody special. just himself. kook wasnt bad looking, he was the former fuckboy of the school, yoongi wasnt ugly, jimin noticed the looks he got, when he walked the uni grounds, so he wondered what was so special about him? all those gorgeous men fell for him. why couldnt he see that? see what was so irrestistable about him.
he hurt them. he surley mistreated them. cause why else was kook so jealous, why yoongi ignored him. would tae.... leave him too? or became crazy? it must be something he did, said or not, what caused that. must have been. so what should he do now? he didnt wanted to lose or hurt tae too.
the whole night, jimin couldnt sleep. he was deep in his mind, deep in a dark place.
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tae noticed changes in jimin right away. he wasnt to keen about it. he didnt like jimin like this. it was like a dark cloud over his head, everywhere he went.
he fished jimins phone out from the pants from yesterday and called joon.
"hey, whats so urgend?" "was jimin ever depressed?" "why?" "he is behaving strangely" "how so?" "clingy in one second, ignoring me completely the next. and he has moodswings" "oh" "oh, what?" joon sighed big. "when kook went crazy with jealousy and shitty behavior, jimin gave himself the blame. his mind got pretty bad. it took me a good time to convince him, that he wasnt the bad one in that relationship. he was okay again. did u do or say something to him, what could make him think..." "no! i didnt. i always tell him how beautiful and sexy, cute, smart he is. i never said something hurtfull to him!" "okay...than what is it?!" "cant u talk with him, please?" "oh great... what am i? your love consultant?! or sex therapist?!" "sex therapist?" "forget it.... okay, i ll talk to him"
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"whats wrong with u?" "wrong? nothing" "jimin!" "nothing" "tae and i see that diffrently" "oh shut up both of u" "jimin" "u are not gonna leave me, arent u?" "nope" "shithead"
jimin stayed silent for some minutes.
"i watched tae sleep" "ok" "he looked so beautiful and i thought.... why does he want me? i am nobody" joon sighed.
"listen, u stubborn idiot! u are beautiful, cute, perfect! thats why a lot of dicks want u" "dicks..." jimin scoffed. "okay, guys. kook, the absolute fuckboy, who could have everybody, but he fell for u. yoongi, since i only had the pics, also looks like he is popular, chose u over everybody on the uni" "just cause we were room mates and it was convinient" "i dont think so. he could whored around the campus, with or without u in your room, but he didnt, right?!" jimin nodded. "and tae.... he is kinda like these other two, right?" jimin nodded again. "but he is here. he drove all the way to be with u, jimin! U" jimins tears pearled out of his eyes.
"u really think?" "why u think otherwise?! do u have any idea, how many guys gruely waited for any sign from u? a nice gesture, what could indicate, that u would be at least thought of maybe a kiss or a small touch from your hand" jimin looked shocked. "seriously? why didnt u ever told me?" "cause.... i wanted u to myself, jiminie" "what do u mean?" "u are my best friend and i didnt wanted to lose u to an asshole, who would... i dont know...i am a bit possesive when it comes to u" "u always protected me" "but i scared all potential friends away from u. i am sorry" "why are u apologizing? u were my first" "yeah, i was. but... it could have been somebody whom u loved" "but i wanted u, remember" "yaaaaah, only cause..."
"JOON! stop talking! it was great. it was amazing. it always should have been u, okay?! i knew i was in the best hands for it! i wanted u to be my first and i never regreted it."
joon sighed and hugged him. "dont think so low of u ever again, okay?! u are perfect the way u are" "thank u joon" "no more bullshit, jiminie!" "okay joonie"
inside joon was dying. jiminies scent hit his inner core and all the oh so known feelings washed over him. how hard it was for him to lock them all away, how easily they escaped their prison. joon wanted to cry his pain out. confess everything to his jiminie, but....
jiminie wasnt alone. he had tae and the worst: they loved each other.
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