I'm Not Like Them [Jikook]

INLT 11

Jungkook frowns, Jimin still isn't home. The older would usually be home at like 10? But it's already 12, and he still wasn't home. Maybe he's somewhere and is gonna be home late and forgetting to inform Jungkook? The younger gave up waiting, so he stood up. Walking to the stairs, he stopped as he heard the front door open and things falling. This startled him, maybe Jimin? So he walked back and went to the front door to see his boss.

Wow, he looks wasted, what happened? Jungkook isn't gonna question anything, this might anger the older. So he approached Jimin, putting his arm around his neck so he could help him to the couch. The older smelled disgusting, alcohol, oh, how much Jungkook hated that. They eventually arrived, the younger carefully sitting down the older. Walking to the kitchen after sitting his boss down, and then grabbing some cloth and a basin for the water he'll be using.

Walking back to the living room, he placed the water filled basin down on the coffee table. The older was now laying down, so Jungkook lift his head up and put a pillow under it. He grabbed the wet cloth and started wiping it on his boss's face. Just as he wiped the older's face, his wrist was grabbed. He gasps, looking at the older who had his eyes halflidded and a smirk was formed on his lips.

"S-sir, can you let go? Uh-uh... I'm trying to clean you up" Jungkook stutters, biting his lips as he felt uncomfortable. The older then sat up, pushing the younger on the ground. Jungkook whimpers, staring at the older with scared eyes. The older then picked him up, putting him down on the couch and getting in between the younger's legs. Jungkook's breath hitched, no.

"S-sir, what are you doing? Uh... Stop, please"