A Match Made in Hell | Jinkook

Four

Suddenly, Seokjin opened his eyes as his back made contact with the bed, and he felt Jungkook pressing against him. He interrupted their kiss by pressing his arms on Jungkook's shoulder, which had been wrapped around Jungkook's neck; even though another kiss was taken from him before he could say anything, that did not stop him from pressing two fingers to Jungkook's lips after that.

"I'd really appreciate it if you could get me something to drink before we go on; I'm dying of thirst." When he continued to gaze at Jungkook, his eyelashes began to flutter, and he formed a little pout with his lips.

"You can go get it yourself, and don't take long, or thirst won't be what you end up dying of," Jungkook hissed, making it clear he was annoyed.

Jin, who was left dumbfounded by Jungkook's response, did not hesitate to get off the bed as soon as the latter was no longer looming over his body. He exited the room while adjusting the shirt that had a tear in it. Upon entering the hallway, he turned around and raised his middle finger, but Jungkook could not see him because of where he stood. He then proceeded to the other end of the hall, toward the unoccupied bedroom.

He shut the door, leaned against it with his back, and embraced himself in a blanket of darkness.

Throughout the space of only one week, many events took place. He had made some important life decisions and was now confronted with a new reality. While he knew he could get through anything, based on his previous experiences, he recognized the possibility that he might have gotten married to the devil himself.

There was a loud knock at the door, followed by a jiggle of the doorknob, which prompted him to back away from the door and switch on the light in the room.

"Seokjin, do you think this is some kind of fucking game?" On the opposite side of the door was where the angry voice of Jungkook could be heard.

"I told you I was tired-"

"Don't tell me shit; you have a duty to me! If you keep this up, I will void that marriage certificate-"

"My dear husband, calm down; I will tend to your needs tomorrow, I am tired, and unless you are interested in forcing me to have sex with you, I wish you would have some common decency and allow me tonight to rest. I understand that you are turned on and desperate since it is a typical response after sharing a kiss with me. All I want is for you to give me tonight to relax. Tomorrow night, I am all yours. You won't regret it." Jin rolled his eyes and made a sound like he was about to throw up while holding his stomach and said, "Oh no, I believe I may have eaten too much."

He couldn't help but crack a grin as he heard a hiss, immediately followed by a pound on the other side of the door.

"I am not in the least bit desperate or needy for you. You are so terrible at kissing that it's embarrassing. I can't fucking believe I chose you."

Jin chuckled and said, "If you want to believe that lie, you should do whatever brings you joy. To suggest that I am not a good kisser is like stating that I am not handsome, which we both know is not true. You probably wish your cock was deep within me right now rather than aching and throbbing. Don't be embarrassed to use your hands; I won't look down on you for doing so."

"I swear when I get my hands on you, Seokjin, you will regret it."

"I like to be held, so I doubt I will regret it."

The sound of a disgruntled sigh on the other side of the door made Jin smile. "Seokjin, unlock the fucking door!"

"Goodnight, Jungkook. Happy one-night anniversary to us."