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"u-uh, sorry, yugyeom-ah. i gotta go," jeongguk mumbles as he scrambles to climb into the passenger seat before seokjin snaps at someone.

as soon as jeongguk is inside with the door shut, seokjin speeds off before the younger can even buckle his seat belt. "who was that kid?" seokjin asks without looking at jeongguk.

"y-yugyeom. we're not t-that close."

"i didn't like how he was touching you. why didn't you push him away?"

jeongguk searches seokjin's face, utterly confused. is seokjin jealous?

"i-i don't know..."

seokjin remains quiet for the rest of the short drive to the house, and it's almost worse than yelling. when he parks the truck in the driveway, jeongguk doesn't want to get out. he knows something is going to happen once they go inside, and it sends shivers down his spine to even imagine what will happen.

seokjin yanks his keys out, gets out, and slams the truck door as he storms to the front door. he finally turns around and looks at jeongguk, who's still frozen in his seat. "are you fucking coming?"

eyes widening, jeongguk scrambles out of the truck and shuts the door. he keeps his head down as he runs inside, hoping to make it up to his room before seokjin notices. it doesn't work, and he freezes on the first step when he hears him.

"jeongguk, come over here."

seokjin's voice is noticeably calmer and more composed. jeongguk turns around and sees the taller male sitting on the couch with an unreadable expression on his handsome face.
slowly he walks over until he's standing in front of seokjin. the elder looks up at him and a tiny smirk tugs at the corners of his plush lips as he pats his lap.

jeongguk stares at him, uncomprehending.

"for gods sake, jeongguk, before i fucking lose it."

seokjin's voice is tense again, and jeongguk's heart hammers in his chest. releasing a frustrated sigh, seokjin reaches out and grabs the younger's hips and pulls him into his lap. "do you always let boys touch you like that?"

jeongguk bites his lip. "n-no, hyung."

"how come his hands were all over you, hm?" seokjin reaches up and brushes a piece of hair out of jeongguk's eyes. "don't you know how angry that made me? to see him touching you like he owned you."

jeongguk can't believe what's happening. yugyeom wasn't even that flirty, was he? this doesn't seem like the same seokjin he's spent the past week with. he stays quiet, not knowing what to say.

"doesn't he know you're all mine?" seokjin's voice is low, barely above a whisper, and he's speaking right into jeongguk's ear. his hot breath and words send chills down the younger's spine, and he involuntarily lets out a small whimper. smirking at the response, seokjin rests one hand on the smaller's waist and uses the other to hold the back of jeongguk's neck. lightly he pulls the boy towards him, and ghost his lips over the skin of jeongguk's neck, nipping lightly.

"ah, h-hyung..."

seokjin hums, then closes the short distance between their lips. he's waited so long to do this again. jeongguk responds instantly to the kiss, parting his lips instantly when seokjin's tongue asks for entrance.