12 - Moving in

As Jungkook stepped out from the residence and made his way towards the elevator, he could feel how the guards' eyes burnt holes into his back. He wondered about what had happened while he went down to the parking lot. It felt like shit for Jungkook what his parents had done to him, but he wasn't that sad because he could live with Seokjin. He'd never imagined that there would be someone in his life who'd accept him despite the fact of who he really was.

When Jungkook got out from the hotel, he looked around and clicked the button on the car key. He heard the sound of the alarm, so he walked to the source of it. A few minutes later he was already driving to his apartment, following the instructions of the GPS. Most of the people were working at this hour, so the traffic wasn't that bad; Jungkook got to his destination pretty quickly.

He parked the car, unfolded his seat belt and got out of the vehicle. He took his steps to the front door of his apartment, unlocking the alarm system before he walked into the hall.

It didn't take too long until Jungkook packed up all of his belongings he'd brought here during the three months he'd been living here. He didn't buy that much stuff besides the things he'd brought with himself when he'd moved in here.

After Jungkook finished with everything, he sat back into the car and drove out without glancing back. He tried to not think about how his parents showed hate towards him, that they looked at him like some kind of garbage they wanted to get rid of. No matter how hard Jungkook tried, he couldn't do it. Jungkook thought that what his parents were doing to him was unfair, but at least they'd continue transferring the money for him. And he'd definitely give it to Seokjin; he wouldn't let himself move in for free.

As the thought formed in his head, he reached for his phone at the red light and wrote a text to Seokjin that he was almost at the hotel. Seokjin lived in the residence after all, the guards wouldn't let him in if he'd be alone.

Jungkook became more and more excited as he was on his way to the hotel. Flashbacks came into his mind about what had happened the previous night, the memories made him blush. How Seokjin looked at him with lustful eyes, how his tempting lips discovered every inch of his body; his broad shoulders Jungkook gripped when the elder pushed himself into him again and again.

The memories ignited the flame of desire inside Jungkook, but it was different this time; the hunger he'd always felt didn't come along with it. He only had sex before because he had to, it's the only way he could get the aura, the source he needed to live.

But with Seokjin, it was different in many ways. His aura was more intense than a normal human's. And Jungkook was sure that after he had sex with Seokjin, he would never, ever be capable of being with anyone else. And that fact had nothing to do with his otherness.

Seokjin made Jungkook feel things he'd never thought he'd be capable of feeling. Not to mention that it seemed like the elder had similar emotions towards him.

What did he say earlier? Something like he could pay back his debt tonight, right? As a gratitude that he let Jungkook live with him. A mischievous smile appeared on Jungkook's face as he wondered how he wanted to do that.

Yoongi mumbled a few curses under his nose for his stupidity; he came down in a simple t-shirt in December. To his relief he saw Seokjin's car turning into the parking lot a few moments later. Yoongi shuddered by the freezing wind while he made his way to the car, stopping at the luggage track of it to wait for the younger to get out of the vehicle.

'Why didn't Seokjin hyung come?' Yoongi heard Jungkook's thought as he walked next to him.

"He's trying to make some space for your clothes in his closet." Yoongi replied to his unspoken question.

The reply made Jungkook blush, then he turned his back and opened the luggage track. As Jungkook leaned forward to pick up his stuff, Yoongi used the opportunity to check him out from head to toe. He noticed that the younger was taller than him, and despite the clothes Jungkook was wearing, it was obvious how muscular he was. Yoongi swallowed hard when his eyes wandered at the latter's nice, round ass and thick thighs. Yoongi was grateful that Jungkook couldn't read in his mind; his handsome face would probably become even redder. Damn, hyung, you lucky bastard! Yoongi thought as he lightly shook his head to erase his lustful thoughts.

Jungkook turned around and gave Yoongi a bag, then he threw another one onto his shoulder lazily.

"That's it?" Yoongi asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes. Why?" Jungkook slightly tilted his head to the side, his doe eyes went a bit wider. A sudden heat rushed through Yoongi at the sight, but he managed to hold back his shudder. His hyung would definitely kill him if he'd dare to do anything stupid. Also, his conscience kicked in too.

"I thought you'll have more stuff."

"Well, I didn't bring too much stuff with myself when I moved out." Yoongi noticed the slight change in Jungkook's expression as he spoke. It seemed like he was embarrassed. Yoongi's curiosity perked up; he only knew the things Seokjin hyung had told him earlier, that Jungkook had a bad relationship with his parents, but he has no knowledge of how he moved out. Suppressing his conscience, Yoongi used his powers to reach Jungkook's mind while they walked into the hotel.

When Yoongi used his power like this, he didn't see the memories as an outsider. He sees them through the person's eyes, like he's the person who experienced the things that happened to them.

Yoongi saw Jungkook's memories like he was the one who hovered above an almost full-written paper, patches all over the paper, a tear just dropping next to another one. Like he was who grabbed one cloth after the other, throwing them into a bag. Like he was the one who looked around one last time before closing the door of a place that once felt like a home.

They were waiting for the elevator when the last flashback ran in front of Yoongi's eyes. Jungkook didn't notice anything at all of this; he was chewing his lips, deep in his thoughts. As Yoongi knew what he was thinking about at the moment, something made him do something about it, to try to distract him.

"Hyung is a very lucky man." Yoongi said just loud enough so Jungkook was the only one who could hear him. He took a glance at the younger who lowered his head, a cute blush painting his cheeks while a shy smile appeared on his face.

"You really think so?"

"Yah, have you ever looked into a mirror?" Yoongi asked him jokingly, trying to make the younger to feel better.

Jungkook let out a quiet giggle, he slightly shook his head as he stepped into the elevator. Yoongi felt how his mouth curled upwards as he followed suit and pushed the floor they wanted to go after he turned over.

The small conversation surprised Jungkook, he wasn't expecting Yoongi to have a kind side. He looked so… cold, rude even. But there they were, and Jungkook had a thought in his mind that maybe Yoongi wanted to make him feel better.

"Why are you so kind to me all of a sudden?" Jungkook asked him curiously.

"I realised I should behave nicely if we're gonna live together." Yoongi replied as he shrugged.

"Oh, well, thank you I guess…" Jungkook mumbled, feeling embarrassed.

"Also, if I make him angry, he'll kick me out instantly. I love living here, I got too used to the luxury, and I don't want to search for another place to live. Renting an average, not too shitty apartment is expensive as hell." Yoongi added a few moments later. Jungkook could only blink at him, trying to figure out if the elder was serious or he was just joking.

When the elevator got up to the right floor, Jungkook quickly stepped out and started walking on the hallway, but he halted in front of the guards. They looked pretty scary as they looked at him with poker faces, and Jungkook was too scared to speak.

"Easy, guys, he's with me." Yoongi said next to him. The guards nodded then they let the duo go. Yoongi stepped away from Jungkook who followed him with his head low. A quiet sigh left his lips in his relief when he closed the front door. He took off his shoes and fished out the car key from his pocket to hook it up before he went to Seokjin's - no, to their room.

The door was half-opened, quiet noises came out from the room. Jungkook sneaked in carefully, putting down his bad slowly as he tried to not make any noise. Seokjin showed his back, humming a melody softly as he tried to pack his clothes to one side in his wardrobe; it looked like the elder didn't notice them arriving.

Jungkook stood there for a moment to enjoy the sight in front of him. Jun was seductive even from behind with his broad shoulders, tiny waist and nicely shaped ass. Desire started pulsing in Jungkook's veins, reaching his mind and body as he took his steps towards the latter, only stopping right behind him. He curled his arms around Seokjin's waist, leaning his head to the crook of the other's neck.

"Hey there." Jungkook's voice was only a whisper, and he couldn't hold back himself from leaving a small peck on his hyung's skin.

"Hey." Seokjin breathed out softly, his voice was just as low as Jungkook's. Seokjin leaned back his body until his back touched the younger's chest, his neck was just at Jungkook's shoulder.

Seokjin lifted his hand up to run his fingers through the younger's hair, softly pulling his locks to make him lean closer; a soft moan escaped from Seokjin's mouth when Jungkook licked his neck.

"Would you at least close the damn door? I don't want to see your horny asses!" Yoongi growled, and a moment later they heard the door shut. Seokjin giggled and turned around in Jungkook's arms, locking his eyes with him.

"Don't worry about him, he's just jealous." A mischievous smile crossed Seokjin's face, lacing his hands around Jungkook's neck.

"I don't care about anyone or anything else except you." Jungkook whispered before he smashed his lips against Seokjin's.