(Smut Warning)

Jungkook's POV

It wasn't easy. I barely kept him and myself from the bay of an abyss of despair after he joined as a head chef in Paris. I flew with him. Being settled in his place, he was happy but his eyes seemed as if they were losing shine. The sudden death of his monster of ex-husband and then the investigation started almost instantly. He started pushing me away, wanting solace to carry his own baggage. 

I felt my heart slave to my yearnings and feelings that I couldn't give him the distance he needed right after a few months. When I was traveling every weekend to see him, he wanted me to stay back and rethink about us. I had nothing to rethink about. The moment I laid my eyes on him, I wanted him. It's my fortune he chose me and he fell in love with me. We spent the endless nights without sleeping a wink, but in the end, we found ourselves only able to breathe in each other's embrace.

One particular night, he came back from work and unlocked the door to his apartment, ignoring the fact that I was in his bed. Wearily, he laid down and pulled the covers on top of him. "Jimin," I called as I engulfed him in a back hug and heard his soft sniffles. "Baby, I can leave if you are crying on my arrival." I felt my heart go hazy as I chuckled sadly.

"Please don't leave anymore," he turned around and hugged me. "I love you." He said softly as he caressed my hair and I closed my eyes to relish the feeling of his warmth and care.

"Why are you crying?" I asked him, pulling him closer.

"I am so tired, Kookie. I get summoned almost every week to go back to Korea. It feels like my legs are chained to my past and no matter how hard I push through, I can't walk to my present. When will I get to put everything behind me?"

I remained silent, listening to his thumping heart. Being Hoseok's ex-spouse, he had to take over a few of his properties and Jimin didn't want anything. I helped in getting rid of things from his hand and to donate everything to the less privileged, turning Hoseok's golf courses into schools and whatnot.

Having to speak against Hoseok, many pointed their fingers at Jimin, speculating that he might have been behind his mysterious death, but obviously, they couldn't prove anything, but still, it hurt my angel. I knew if I could do one thing, everyone's mouth will seal and they won't be against the spouse of Jeon Jungkook.

But Jimin would not have said yes to me, given the circumstances. So I suffered with him, shared his pain. "Please make love to me," I asked him and he suddenly looked at me, keeping eye contact for over a minute before leaning in to kiss my lips. 

**

It's Christmas day again and after the rocky days we had spent, I see a silver lining. We are going to spend Christmas with my family, aka my grandma. She still soars high and I think she is going to outlive us, and I will be the happiest man if she does. 

The humble car that I have bought for Jimin, we had decided to use it for special occasions so I took it out for a ride to pick him up from the airport. He has fallen asleep as I drive towards home where a surprise is waiting for him. 

As I see the illuminating house, my eyes twinkle, and my chest is pressed with pride. This is what being a Jeon is all about. Extravagance, class, and family. 

"Jimin-ssi," I call him in a low voice, suddenly wanting to make out in the car as he opens his hooded eyes.

"Are we here?" He asks and lifts his head from the reclined seat, whipping his neck around. Sighing, he rubs his eyes and face. Before he can reach for the door, I pull him by his hand and lock my lips, tasting the mandarin-flavored lip balm and licking it all away from his heavenly lips.

"Yah!" He growls at me while I grin. "I am not going to fuck you in here." 

"Why~?" I whine. "You never fulfill my fantasies." I fold my hand against my chest and plop back on the seat, determined that I will not move unless he makes it up to me. 

"Jungkook-ah," His voice has a tone of warning. "You know I am not comfortable in doing it in a car."

"It's not Paris. We are on my private property. Not even insects can enter without my permission. You can't make an excuse of people watching." I mimick Jimin through the last words.  

Jimin's POV

I see him angrily looking outside the car. "Jungkook-ah," I amusedly scold him. "You know I am not comfortable in doing it in a car," I tell him, thinking over all the times he made me do it and I couldn't get it erect in fear of someone catching us. 

"It's not Paris. We are on my private property. Not even insects can enter without my permission. You can't make an excuse of people watching." He mimicks me through the last words as I bite back my laughter. He is so buff, he has gotten even broader with the ripped body in the last two years, yet he pulls off his toddler's face like a pro. 

I hear someone peeking from the living room window and my eyes widen as I discern that she is none other than my sister. "Kookie? Is that-"

Jungkook gets out of the car so suddenly. "I TOLD YOU TO STAY HIDDEN!" He yells and I double over in a fit of laughter, also getting out of the car.

I align my elbows over the car. "Thank you, baby," I say sweetly while tilting my head. He can't stay angry at me if I act cute in front of him and his cheeks suddenly start flushing.

Adorable.

We carry our heavy bags inside the house. This holiday is going to be a memorable one, I can feel it in the nooks of my stomach. 

**

As my mother and sister sit by the stone fireplace, Jungkook walks back with a big mug of hot chocolate in his hand that he delivers to me and then turns around to the maid who is carrying a big tray. He hands one mug each from the tray to everyone.

Halmeoni shines so brightly under the lights and the crackle of a warm fire as she sits over her rocking chair. We all sit by her feet as she laughs over our stories. I take a sip and look at Jungkook, who now sits beside me with his own mug. "I have taught you well, Jungkook-ah." I nod my head, impressed by his work while he brushes his black silky hair up in the most dramatic way and Halmeoni's leg reaches to him to kick him.

We all chuckle as we open our presents. Jungkook and I have visited Korea almost six months ago. I am so proud of him, the man he is today. A family man. I dreamily look at him, thinking if I even deserve him when he nudges me softly in encouragement to drink more.

I turn my head around, my eyes feel glossy but I place my head over Halmeoni's legs. Her skin is so soft, even softer than Jungkook as she runs her hand through my hair. I feel I can sleep right there, and for a moment, I do. The voices floating around me stop as I breathe, just feeling my chest puffing slowly but I know something isn't right. I am not dreaming but how am I not hearing anything.

As I open my eyes, I see the bling. Jungkook is holding a ring with both his hands as he looks at me. Drained of all color, he has paled as he gulps, wanting to form words. I see he is struggling as I sit straight. Everyone around us is equally anxious, I can feel it, but my eyes can't look away from Jungkook.

"Baby," I slide closer to him. "Do you have something you want to say to me?" I encourage him with a smile.

"Jimin, will you p-" he gulps a mouthful again. "Please marry me."

I can almost burst out laughing at his face but I am cooing so hard at him inwardly and I want nothing less than kissing the life out of him. But, I control. Holding my hand up, I put forward my finger. "If you say so," I nod, furrowing my brows. "Okay."

"Wait, what? You will?" He now puts his hands down. 

"YAH!" I glare at him. 

Was it a prank? 

"But, why will you? I mean I couldn't even propose right. I am such a tardy person." He looks around and panics. My mother now walks away while my sister helps Halmeoni in her room. "You should slap me across my face. I couldn't even do this right." 

I keep looking at him babble until I ensure that we are the only ones left in the grandeur living room under the high-ceiling that is holding big chandeliers that I grab his collar and kiss him roughly. 

Tasting the indulgent chocolate, I am delving deep in search and I can feel his breath is hitching. I pull away to gasp air and let him do the same. I put my hand out again, "Will you marry me, Jungook-ah?" I ask, huffing frantically as our chests move in synchronization. 

He slides the ring onto my finger without a word. "Yes," he says politely and hugs me tightly. I hug him back, caressing his head and closing my eyes to relish the moment as tears start to roll out of my eyes.

"I am so in love with you, Jimin." He croaks, clearing his throat two times but his voice is still raspy.

I pull back, "I love you the most, Jungkook-ah." I stand up and pull him up with me. I lead him into the room that is decorated minimally, I push him on the bed and unbuckle his belt while he whimpers a little, enthusiastically helping me to get rid of the pants. 

I slide my shirt over my head and my eyes meet his inebriated ones, filled with lust. I intercept his lips immediately, pushing my tongue deep inside his mouth. While we enjoy the embrace, he runs his hand through my hair. "Mm...Jimin-sii..." He whispers as I tangle my fingers inside the strands of his beautiful black locks.

I move my hands down to his buttocks, gripping them tightly. I grind myself into him, rubbing against the hard vessel between his thighs. Lightly, I place small pecks on his chin continuing to drop lower until I get to the tent between his legs, safely hidden beneath his underwear. I nuzzle my nose along his length, making him dizzy as he moans shakily.

"Ohh, baby!" He yells as my mouth engulfs his shaft. I swallow him as he grabs a handful of my blonde hair, pushing my head deeper as my nose touches his pelvis. Swirling my tongue, I bring my hands to play with his sack. He breaths through his mouth, bucking his hips up faster, making me deepthroat him. 

"FUCK!" He screams while writhing uncontrollably as the eruption in his groin starts to stir, his eyes roll in the back of his head. The juices flow from him, quenching his thirst. I lick my lips to procure the remnants of the remains as he pulls his shirt off and gets up, attacking my belt. 

"Baby," I huff, "calm down."

"Fuck me, Jimin." He says, looking through his innocent eyes. 

"I think you should top tonight," I say out loud, shakily. My cheeks burn and I cannot look at him suddenly. 

His hands stop at my belt. "I don't understand, I thought you hated it."

My gaze meet his lips, "and you hated it too but you did it for me."

"That's because I didn't want to lose you at any cost, I didn't want to hurt you. I have to protect you." He stammers back as his hands also retreat with his figure. 

I feel a little happy and also a little annoyed by it. "Why? Because you are taller than me? More muscular than me? You are rich while I am not?" I glare at him.

"Park Jimin-ssi," I hear him growl as he supports his upper body on his knees and tower me, suddenly getting intimidating. His hand moves up to wipe the corner of my lips. "You seriously want to fight on our engagement night?" He asks, a little pain in his voice that I almost want to take back what I said.

"I love you, Jungkook-ah," I envelop his lips with mine before I flip ourselves and lay down on the bed without breaking contact. 

As we continue devouring each other, I reach over into the drawers where I had placed the lube earlier. I have condoms too but I want to feel him on my first time. I hand him the bottle and take off my trousers while he only stares at the bottle. 

"Did I take everything out of you, can't fuck anymore?" I tease him, putting weight on his machismo. 

When he turns to me, I regret playing his nerves. His hand reaches over his semi-erect shaft and he starts jerking it.

Within seconds, I cannot breathe. I wanted this, I have been thinking about this for a long time. The fact that I never had been with another man as a bottom sort of scared me. However, it did not make me change my mind. Although I still had my reservations about this, I wanted to do this for Jungkook.

When he is finished jerking himself, he takes some of the lube, rubbing a little between his fingers, then some on my tight hole.

Slowly, he penetrates a finger inside me and my breath knocks off of my lungs. I see his face crossed with a smirk but before I lash out at him, he leans down to kiss me.

"I never thought this day would come," he says almost hungrily. His words drip out in the air with seduction.

With one twisting from left to right, he adds another finger. "Forgot what you have taught me, Jimin?" He asks, getting between my legs and keeping them apart with his knees.

"Relax," I mumble to myself as I breathe. Even though it is not the most pleasant feeling, I know the only way to enjoy it is by relaxing my anus, allowing him to apply the pressure so it will loosen.

"I will be gentle." While he pushes another inch, I grit my teeth. I knew I wanted him inside me and I am head over heels now to see him not in so much of a hurry to thrust in.

All the while, he is tracing my jawline with his lips. My arms are wrapped around his neck while my ankles lay at his sides.

"Uh, Jungkook..." I moan. He grins at me. My hands are playing with his strands. I look into those beautiful browns as he toys with my ass like a kid.

The more he forces three fingers into my hole, the more I desire from him. "Fuck, yes...now baby." I breathe, wanting him to push into my tight space, feeling fascinated. 

"You sure?" His look is one of concern, I nod to let him know not to worry.

Once he picks up on my signal, he strokes his cock before touching the sweet spot with it. While he penetrates me, he leans down letting his bangs fall onto my forehead. It only takes a few small moves for him to get all the way inside me, causing both of us to gasp for air.

I yell as the pleasure overtakes the pain. He is so beautiful. Our bodies move in unison as he thrust into me while I move down to make sure that I am completely filled.

Quickly, he catches my hand, putting it on his bare chest. I engulf my lips with his own, causing me to lose focus. My body is on fire, my nipples hard as pebbles.

"Jimin... Damn!" He says while pounding me into the mattress, making me squeal in delight, just like me.

Now, I don't know why I waited two years is all goes through my mind as he makes me see stars. But the truth is, I would never have gone through with it if this wasn't for Jungkook. 

Still, my arms and legs bind him at that moment as I delight in his trail of kisses along my neck. We are there, encased within each other, tight.

"Kookie..." I whisper while his body begins to tremble. As the aftershocks take over him, I reach for his chin, pulling him down to my face.

My body shakes as he slows down, bucking against my pelvis as if he is on horseback.

I screech, throwing my head back. He perks my nipples while sucking on them before he meets my face, forcing his tongue into my mouth. "Mmh..." I moan while I put my hands on his shoulders as he flicks his tongue on my teeth.

I gaze into those big brown eyes, he reaches for my cock. "You are so pretty right now, want me to record you?" He asks.

I shake my head with a groan, feeling the hard flesh between my legs. I moan as I can't hold on longer. I rest my palms around his neck, pulling him into me. "Oh, Kookie...FUCK yes!"

He finds my prostate for me as he rubs his shaft harder with my zeal and I arch my head, gripping his bare skin in my fists as my toes curl.

Within seconds, I flood his torso with streams of white liquid. I have never cum in life without my cock being touched. This feels unreal.

He stops and I pull him back down, now understanding why he always did that when I would cum before him. "Please finish," I ask him in between pants, my hair is sticking to my forehead while our torsos are so sticky that they are slipping.

He grips again, growling like a wild beast as he tests my flexibility today, pushing my legs all the way to my chest and making me hold onto them. "Mr. Jeon Jungkook, you are wild." I chuckle as his lust-filled eyes turn hazy with pleasure as he rocks so hard that I feel I will regret this tomorrow.

He takes no time as his face contorts in relief and he plops on my chest, still buried deep within me as he lets go.

"This feels so good, baby." I breathe before locking his lips with my own. He coos while sliding out of me and devouring my mouth as if it is his last meal.

"Thank you for letting me do this." He lays on the bed as I push back his sweaty bangs.

"We will be switching it up a lot from now on." I chuckle, seeing his eyes light up.

He slips into unconsciousness and I look at my finger groomed with the piece of jewelry that is not just an accessory but a symbol of his love and commitment towards me. I kiss his palms and at this point, I cannot think about anything other than being in his arms, holding him close, tight.

I am so in love with him. I want to make him mine soon so we start a family together, fight, make up. But most importantly, be there for each other whenever times get tough...because love is all about that after all. 

The End

This extra was long pending. I decided I would write this epilogue on Christmas last year when I finished this story. Also  Sunmoongii has requested it. But it wasn't the plan to convert this from top Jimin to switch Jikook, but I think I am glad I did. I am quite happy with the result. This is officially a switch Jikook story now. 

One of my friends made this art for me. She is a taekooker btw. It was so sweet of her that I wanted to share it with you all.

This is one of my most favorite works I've written till date, and yet, this book is very underrated. So, I have mad respect if you chose to read this.

Thank you everyone who has supported this work.

Merry Christmas!! 🎁🎄🎅

25 Dec, 2021