Jimin and Jungkook were the first ones to get back to the dorm, and Jungkook began cooking for when the others arrived back. Jimin was sitting on the edge of their bed, looking at the floor and around the room, as if they've never been here before. Once they left BigHit, the weird feelings returned again. Sitting next to Jungkook made Jimin's mind cloud again, and they didn't feel as though they were there in the moment.

They weren't sure what was happening and were a little worried. They changed into a soft pink hoodie and sweatpants. They thought about pajamas, but some part of them didn't want them. Jimin ventured out to the kitchen and found Jungkook. A feeling of safety fell over them, and Jimin whined. "Jungkookie," They walked over and jumped onto the kitchen counter. "I think I need you. When will you be done?" They asked. Jungkook raised a brow. "In what way? I was just about to boil the noodles." Jungkook told them. "I think I'm getting frustrated because I think I'm going into subspace, and no one's here, and I feel like crying." Jimin said rather quickly, huffing at the end. "Oh, I'm sorry." Jungkook turned off the heat on the stove and stood between Jimin's legs, knowing how his hyung was feeling. "Do you think you could wait for me to clean some things up? That way, it's not a mess when hyungs get home." Jungkook told them, placing his hands at Jimin's waist. The older one nodded, and Jungkook gave a kiss to their lips. Jimin melted instantly and squirmed on the counter, wanting more. Jungkook smirked as he pulled back and cleaned up the kitchen a little. Jimin felt themself floating, now that Jungkook had agreed to help. After a short while, when the kitchen was clean and Jungkook washed his hands, Jimin finally got contact, and a wave of relief washed over them.

"You're tense, baby." Jungkook admitted, feeling the inner muscles of Jimin's thighs. "Mm, I was waiting." Jimin hummed, closing their eyes. Jungkook knew they were going to slip any moment, so he quickly helped Jimin up and took them to their room. He set Jimin down carefully on their bed and gave them a soft kiss. Jimin was already feeling better, like they were being cared for. Jungkook could tell.

"How far do you want to go before you slip?" Jungkook asked Jimin, needing to know in case Jimin forgot. "-m want you all the way, and I want you raw." Jimin told him, and Jungkook turned shocked. "Jimin hyung-" "Please, Jungkookie, I can take it." Jimin interrupted. "Hyung, I don't want you to -" "I already told you I can't carry, nothing bad will happen, just- please, I trust you." Jimin begged, getting frustrated again. Jungkook didn't want to upset Jimin, but he also didn't want to do something wrong.

What if the small chance Jimin could get pregnant was still there, and what if Jungkook was that small exception? He completely and utterly was not ready, and he didn't know if Jimin would be able to...not be ready. Jungkook was nervous.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to say these things just because you're feeling subby, I want you to be safe through the whole thing." Jungkook asked, now lightly hovering over Jimin. "Yes, Kookie, I'm sure." Jimin nodded. Jungkook noticed tears beginning to form in his lover's eyes, and he didn't want those tears to be of sadness or disappointment. "Okay, but I'm going slow." Jungkook agreed and watched a warm smile form on Jimin's cute little face. Jungkook got between Jimin's legs and easily removed their sweatpants and glanced at Jimin for the hoodie situation. Jimin's hands moved to the bottom and pulled up, signaling that they wanted it off. Jungkook assumed Jimin was already nonverbal and removed the pink hoodie. Jimin was not wearing anything else underneath, and Jungkook's eyes darkened when their breasts bounced a little, not having any more restraints. Jimin nibbled on their bottom lip and overviewed themself and Jungkook.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful..." Jungkook sighed and took his shirt off quickly. Jimin was anxious to run their hands over Jungkook's abs, and Jungkook watched Jimin's hands itched to him. Jungkook chuckled and got on his knees and guided Jimin's hands over his abs slowly. Jimin hummed and slowly closed their eyes, visually slipping deeper into subspace. "Like that?" Jungkook asked, interlocking their hands and trailing them down. Jimin was the one to gasp when Jungkook moved Jimin's hand over his cock, that was easily felt through his thin pants. "It's okay, you'll like this better." Jungkook used his other hand to pull his pants down and snuck Jimin's hand into his boxers. He watched as Jimin squirmed, trying to close their legs.

Jungkook placed Jimin's hands on his abs again and removed his pants, and went for his hyung's next. Jimin was leaking in their underwear, and Jungkook could faintly see their clit poking against the fabric.

Since going down with Jimin and doing more research, he remembers reading somewhere that was the 'female' equivalent to a boner. So he was anxious to move quicker, but go slower at the same time.

Jungkook daintily removed the final layer, leaving both of them naked. "You can touch, darling." The youngest helped move Jimin's hands over his body for a while, just letting them get as comfortable as possible.

"Ready?" Jungkook asked, letting go of Jimin's smaller hands. Jimin opened their eyes and moved their hands down to Jungkook's thighs, so he took that as a sign to continue. Jungkook slowly pushed in his middle finger inside of Jimin, and it easily disappeared, leaking clear slick over Jungkook's hand. "Mmh," Jungkook had a thought and interrupted himself. He supposed he should ask Jimin first. It was a pretty big thought. Maybe he should save it for next time. However, he didn't want to ruin the surprise.

"How would you like pretty girl?" Jungkook asked, slowly pumping his hand. "Aah!" Jimin whined out, and their body trembled at the thought. With how fogged their mind was, they didn't - they couldn't consider it misgendered. "Do you like that? Be honest." Jungkook prompted. "Y-yes, I-I'll be sir's good girl -" Jimin tightened on Jungkook's finger, suddenly getting vocal. "Damnit, that's so hot," Jungkook sighed and leaned up to kiss along Jimin's chest, this time, not avoiding their breasts. Jimin arched into it, allowing Jungkook to do as he pleased.

In just the next moment, Jungkook was using two fingers and slowly began to scissor them open, in which Jimin whimpered in a good way. They grinded their hips down, getting Jungkook slightly deeper. It was relatively easy to add in a third, and by now, both of Jimin's breasts were marked by Jungkook's mouth, leaving a red and purple hickey on their chest. Jimin was floating. It wouldn't hurt them as much.

"You're taking me so well, so far, baby." Jungkook kissed Jimin on their lips and picked up the pace a bit, now going faster. "My beautiful angel, so submissive just for me." Jungkook used breath play, breathing along Jimin's neck and down to their chest, making Jimin more hot. Jungkook moved to their nipples and sucked them into his mouth. His fingers were tempted to slip out of Jimin, being so wet there was less traction. Slowly, Jungkook removed his fingers and started to rub Jimin's throbbing clitoris, making Jimin cry out. Their hands frantically grabbed onto the youngest's shoulders and started rubbing the skin faster. "Oh, you want me to go faster, hm?" Jungkook prompted, now moving his fingers in a faster clockwise motion.

"Oh baby, that's right," Jungkook kept a steady pace and slipped back inside of their pussy, easily resuming stretching them out. "Go on, cum for me." He prompted, capturing Jimin in a kiss. Jimin started to cry, and their thighs shook as they came on Jungkook's fingers, making a bigger mess on the younger ones' hands. "That's my good girl." Jungkook said in his deeper voice. Jimin clearly liked it, breaking their kiss to be vocal, moaning out just for him, just for their sir.

"Alright, darling, it's time." Jungkook carefully removed his fingers with a wet pop and massaged Jimin's clit again. "Time for you to take my cock." Jungkook wasn't nervous anymore, whether his conscious was clear now or he was just too horny to care at this point.

He carefully guided himself into Jimin, doing a little teasing at first, to make sure he was doing it right. It felt so much better. He could feel every bit of Jimin as he pushed inside, and his senses were overwhelmed with it. He leaned over Jimin, trapping them under him as he moved forward, both of them vocal now about the feelings. Jimin was still recovering from their orgasm, contracting occasionally, which made it a bit easier to move. "Aah, fuck," Jungkook started moving immediately, his cock dragging against Jimin's walls as he pulled back, and pushed as he went in. "You can take it, love." Jungkook told them, continuing his thrusts. "There you go, breathe." He made his way down to Jimin's neck and started to suck on the skin, not currently caring, neither did Jimin. "Fuck, you feel so fucking good around my cock Jimin," Jungkook was struggling to keep himself sane, every sense was spiked and he was about to cum. Jimin whined and moved their hands around to Jungkook's neck, holding tightly onto him as they were fucked-into, their body naturally taking control.

Jungkook thrusted hard, and Jimin's pussy tightened, making it harder to move but that didn't stop Jungkook from fucking what was his. He went back to Jimin's neck, now biting the skin as he thrusted harder, overstimulating the poor boy under him. Jungkook felt like he was floating with Jimin. All he could think about was how wet and tight Jimin was, how good they felt raw, and all of the things he could do to Jimin. The older one was a blabbering mess, unable to use full words at all.

The youngest kept moving, at a fast, rough pace, not slowing down and only speeding up, because he could feel his orgasm approaching, and hearing Jimin make those beautiful noises, he was getting closer and closer. Jungkook let go of Jimin's neck, and his eyes locked on Jimin's breasts, watching in satisfaction as they bounced with every thrust, leaving the rest of Jimin's body moving up and down. "Oh fuck..." Jungkook sighed, letting deep moans out of his mouth, feeling his chest tighten and his hips snapped back and forth, now simply using Jimin as a vessel. Jimin could feel themself bouncing, and normally they wouldn't like it, but with the way Jungkook was fucking them, the way he was completely and utterly dominating them, using them - they couldn't help but fucking love it.

"Oh shit, oh," Jungkook broke to reality a bit when he was cumming inside of Jimin, and Jimin cried out as they came immediately after, following Jungkook. Jungkook looked down, and watched as his cum dripped out of Jimin's cunt, making a complete mess on the sheets. He moved to pull out, but Jimin's legs wrapped around Jungkook's hips, keeping him inside to the point that Jungkook couldn't pull out even if he wanted to.

Jungkook didn't want to stop. He resumed his thrusts, and Jimin's legs gave out, letting Jungkook free. "You're so dirty, baby..." He sighed in Jimin's ear, riding out both of their orgasms by rubbing on Jimin's clit, and slowly fucking in and out.

Jimin was left breathless, panting and sweating for the next ten minutes, while Jungkook used his remaining energy to turn Jimin on their side, and slowly, occasionally fuck them from behind. His face buried into Jimin's neck, now being tall enough to do so. He grabbed Jimin's leg and threw it over his own, spreading their legs and getting deeper inside. Jimin whimpered pathetically, hiding their face in the pillow they were laying on. Jungkook's own cum was leaking back down his shaft, having no where else to go since Jimin was so full. Even if they were starting to fall asleep, their pussy clung to Jungkook's cock, as if he had just started moving.