Hoseok rented a small house in the shadow of a mountain, set the tent up outside of it, and showed Jimin and Jungkook to the master bedroom. By the time Jimin laid him down, Jungkook was sobbing, the preheat ache turning into a full-on burning sensation in his body. Every place Jimin touched buzzed with an energy he couldn't identify. And still Jimin took his time, making sure Jungkook was comfortable, before he lay down beside him, throwing one leg over him and kissing his neck.
Jungkook gripped the blankets in both hands, tipping his head back and struggling to breathe. Jimin was so close to him, but it wasn't close enough. He took a deep breath and moved, rolling on top of Jimin and wrapping himself around him. Jimin rubbed his back, murmuring in his ear, and Jungkook whimpered, tightening his hold.
"It'll be okay," Jimin said. "I promise."
And Jungkook let go.
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The Storyteller
FanfictionJungkook wanted his master. But he got more than that. He got Jimin. Jikook flash-fiction Hybrid au
