Work It Out - Namkook

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author's note: barely edited!

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Jungkook woke up with a problem again.

His morning wood was swollen and pressed against a pillow he somehow had grinded on during his sleep. He swiped his chin and felt the drool drying up. Typically he'd be disgusted but he couldn't help but smile. The dream he had was fantastic. Fantastic because it involved Namjoon in a tiny little speedo in a swimming pool riding him.

"God," Jungkook muttered into the extra pillow near his head, "Why did I have to wake up again?"

"You need to wake up because I was close to killing you in your sleep," Taehyung stood in front of the bed hovering over Jungkook who jumped from the terrifying presence of his friend and found his boner deflating.

"You're a dream cock blocker," yelled Jungkook as he grabbed the pillow near his head and aimed at Taehyung's head.

"Yes, well you're going to regret saying that to me. It's 4:50 am and don't you have that training period with lover boy in ten minutes?"

"Fuck! Why didn't you wake me sooner!" Jungkook jumped out of the bed only in his briefs.

"You would have chocked me like last time I woke you at 3am warning you about a fire-"

"Ok! ok! Get off my back," he scurried around looking for his jogging pants on the floor.

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Jungkook arrived a minute late. 

He felt awful seeing Namjoon waiting in front of the building already. Namjoon to him was dressed like a daydream: black long jogger pants and a black hoodie. 

Okay. Jungkook knew he was feeling like such a joke because Namjoon was wearing what most people wore to the gym but to Jungkook, Namjoon looked different and better than others.

"I'm so sorry I'm late hyung!" Jungkook bowed forward deeper and began to kneel down, "I'm so sorry!"

" Can you stop that please?" Namjoon felt embarrassed, scratching the back of his neck, a nervous tick as he looked around them. He wondered if people who spotted them now would think he was bullying the kowtowing younger, "I'd just appreciate if you'd be here on time or even before."

"Yes hyung!" Jungkook couldn't help but bow down again as Namjoon groaned. Thing is Jungkook felt guilty for two things 1) being late 2) for touching himself this morning during his shower while thinking of Namjoon's mouth until he got his sweet release and spunk on the tile shower wall. He had to clean that shit up since he's got roommates.

"Ok. You can makeup it up to me by giving me an amazing workout," Namjoon said teasingly, "I expect six pack abs after this session!"

"Even if I trained you for two years that's impossible."

"Hey brat!"

They laughed at each other and Jungkook felt slightly more relaxed but not really. Something bugged him a bit. Minus the whole lying to Namjoon about a supposed class project. Nope. 

The workout went well. Namjoon smiled often and patted Jungkook's head. It made Jungkook feel uneasy.

"You're not that bad of trainer for a student still you know that?" Namjoon grinned at the end of it as he patted a small white towel on his face, "I should head for a shower. I really built up a sweat this time! I bet I'll stop being fat after we're done this semester. Jungkook what are you staring at? I must look gross to you-"

Jungkook was staring the whole time. Watching how sweat slithered down Namjoon's sun-kissed skin like rain. He wondered what what it would look like to have Namjoon on top of him, riding him all hot and humid on a sunny day... Jungkook blinked twice when he realized Namjoon had spoken to him and he had half listened to what was said.