─ set #3

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *Hyunjin winces as his slips out of Jungkook. His arms adapt to the new position, flopping tiredly to Jungkook's hips while he loses himself in the sedated look in his ex's eyes*
*for a moment, he relishes the closeness. Their hot breaths pushing together while Jungkook brushes the hair off his forehead in a gesture so familiar it ached in his chest*
"Please don't leave..."
*he hears the whisper. In the stillness of this room, it's impossible not to*
"Just stay with me."
*it was like a hammer to a mirror with how quickly things shattered. Truth returned the air back into his lungs with a sobering, somber feeling*
*he slowly starts to pull away, detangling himself from his ex to start gathering at the tattered costume from the shoot. The stylists were /not/ going to be happy about those wrinkles, and judging by how loud they both were just then - loud and /stupid/ - everyone knew what happened to make them that way*
*at least there isn't much to get dressed with, a small blessing Hyunjin counts. He doesn't spare the time to buckle up though, choosing to do that on the go*
I gotta go... *he mutters under his breath. He's not simmering with his usual anger, though, as he nudges by Jungkook to free up the door. He opens it just a crack, enough to squeeze through*
*not even a look of his shoulder as he bolts back to his dressing room, back against the door and head in his hands*
*what the did he just do?*

@☼ hwang hyunjin the smell of lingers in the air , the two taking a couple minutes of minutes to come down from their highs. he didn’t say anything with his heart racing for more reasons than just the . hyunjin was holding him… willingly.
another couple minutes pass and as much as jungkook wanted this, the position was slightly awkward and having soft shaft snug in him has to be just as uncomfortable for hyunjin so he slowly turns in hyunjins arms, his hand firmly clasped around his wrists so the other doesn’t think to move and run off
hyunjins hair is in his face when jungkook turns around, his raven hair stuck to his forehead. jungkook would be lying if he said this wasn’t his favorite look on his wex. instinctively, he raises a hand to push the fringe back then letting his fingers fall to his face, tracing over his beautiful features
please don’t leave
he pleads barely above a whisper , shattering the quietness and their bubble from the real world
just stay with me
maybe that was selfish of him but he’s tired of tip toeing around what the both of them truly want. each other. he’s not sorry that he’s still in love with hyunjin

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *the frayed ends of the knot Hyunjin had tied himself up into quickly unravel the moment Jungkook clenches around his and sings his sweet release. As much as he'd been trying to refrain from a premature ending like before, he couldn't resist.*
*kk, not when Jungkook was squeezing like that...*
Ah - ah , I'm coming - *he moans overtop of Jungkook. He throws his head back, hair tumbling with it while jerking his hips*
*he buries himself deep inside the other again, curling over only as the comes down from the crescendo it peaked at. His forehead rests tiredly between Kook's shoulders, his breaths ragged and rushed*
... *no other words came to him other than that. The reality was starting to settle in a little and as much as he wanted to run and forget this happened, Hyunjin couldn't force himself to do anything other than stay*
*he'd wanted this... Yet he couldn't shake the doubt that Jungkook wanted to leave right now too... So he stayed, letting his arms curl around Jungkook's frame to hold him in a tight hug*

@☼ hwang hyunjin
he chants, a moan breaking every other syllable; the fiery pleasure spreads , the familiar feeling of tightness beginning to build almost as if teasing him. he’s so ing close his mouth his watering for it
just like that, just like that
he mindlessly blabbers at the angle change , coaxing hyunjin on as he begins fervently stroking up and down his .
yes, yes - hyunjin, baby
a particular has his legs almost buckling, shaking as a moans rips through his throat uncaring of any staff could potentially hear him. it felt too ing good as his eyes rolled back and white hot pleasure consumes him , every muscle locking as he s , hole clenching around hyunjins ; he can feel ropes of coating his abs and fist and he doesn’t even have to see it to know it was a lot

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *Oh my God was right, Hyunjin thought with a satisfied snap of his hips. He relished in the sound of skin against skin. There was some irony in them being oiled up to the nines and covered in glitter as they reunited in each other's asses, though...*
You want harder? *he pants, pulling away from the other's back and anchoring his hands on the rivets above his hip bones* I'll you harder..
*and he does just that, pulling Jungkook's eager back into him while he forces himself forward. Faster and harder. Hyunjin can feel and hear the other stroking his , rather than see it, but the sight ignites him all the same* that , baby... *he lowers on his knees a bit, angling himself at a higher degree and snapping forward more* *every hit is hard, punctuated with a slap onto Kook's rosy whenever he deems fit.*
Come all over yourself, baby... And shout my name when you do - *Hyunjin taunts with another quick smack to the man's *

@☼ hwang hyunjin oh my god
jungkooks gasps , head lolling back with his lips parted. he can feel it all, the way hyunjin pulses inside of him, every penetrating into him making his own jerk in response as he rubs the slit teasingly with the pad of his own thumb. he feels hyunjin everywhere and it was so overwhelmingly addictive
me harder, cmon. i need it hyunj, wanna feel you so ing deep
he coaxes hyunjin on, his mindless words being swallowed by a pair of wet lips once again and jungkook welcomes it. it was slick and messy, spit coating their mouths. nasty yet so delicious, he ing craved this like it was his life support . he loses himself in pleasure, his mind clouded with lust. his head falls back between his shoulders leaving hard and wanting as braces himself on the wall once more and moves his hips backwards meeting every , ing himself against hyunjins

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *Hyunjin's was swallowed whole by hot, tight muscle, and he spent extra moments worshipping the voluptuous, sculpted cheeks that framed him* *how he'd missed this. The sweet delicacy of Jungkook's body was his to relish again. No matter how much he'd hate himself later for it*
* indeed, he chimes in his head, braving a bit of motion*
*he's near back in and has to remind the other to relax again as he folds over his back to whisper in his ear*
Take this , baby... *he murmurs feverishly. Their sweat slicked skin rubs against each other. The methodic rhythm of skin slapping against skin forms a song with their whines and moans* Fucckkk...
*Hyunjin drowns out his wanton calls in Jungkook's mouth, pushing the man's face to meet his in a sloppy backwards kiss*
*he quickens his pace, chasing the ultimate pleasure again, and yet trying to savour it all at once* , you're so hot... you...

@☼ hwang hyunjin jungkook had never felt so eager after having deprived himself of this. god what an idiot, he should've just taken hyunjin with him or his rather.
please show me
he didnt have to beg for much longer, hyunjin always giving him what he wants and then some. he could feel the tip of his breach his hole; jungkook does his best to relax as told but was it hard literally. spit hardly was a substitute for lube but it. he welcomed the tightness and pain that came with every inch slid into him. he lets out a baited breath. nails scraping along the smooth surface of the wall he hardly caught the breathless "babe" that fell from hyunjins lip but it only added to the burning itch under his skin

he pants , clenching his teeth for a moment and once he's situated, he moves his hips signaling hyunjin to move. he felt so full , he needed this. still leaning against the wall with one hand, jungkook wraps the other around his own . moving his hand up and down in languid giving himself just enough pleasure

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *Regret would be the after taste of them swallowing this desire, but Hyunjin had long thrown caution into the wind. He s more at Jungkook's , pressing, squeezing, slapping where due as raw hunger forms in the pit of his stomach.*
*he relinquishes the other man's so he can dive onto his knees, spreading cheeks to taste at the hole he was about to devour. But patience was a virtue Hyunjin lacked in, and he rises not long later*
- *he moans, hardened stiff on the other's * Let me remind you what you've missed out on these past months... *he mutters cockily, and guides the head of his to Jungkook's clenched entrance.* Relax... *he coaxes, giving a not very relaxing slap to his cheek. Hyunjin spits down onto his , letting the spit drip down and coat his . With his slicked as best as he could, he pushes into Kook, biting on the back of his free fist to suppress the loud moan at the gripping pleasure*
Ffffffkk... *he groans quietly, needing a bit more time to urge more of his length in* babe - *the old pet name slips out in the heat of the moment, right as Hyunjin buries himself to the hilt in his ex's *

@☼ hwang hyunjin his knees almost give out on him hearing the hungry words of desire that leave hyunjins mouth. the confirmation he’s been needing for month coming in the form of lustful kisses and wanton moans but most importantly longing want. they need to have this.
with is palms pressed firmly against the wall he could feel all of hyunjin against him , instinctively he moves his back wanting to feel all of him as he kisses and s whatever he wishes. god that alone turns him on so much. his slowly rising back to life wanting to be milked dry by his ex , it was almost embarrassing how much he’s willing to beg for it

then me
he words fall into a breathless grunt feeling a dry finger against his hole and then something wet
me like you hate me. want to feel it tomorrow , have me aching for it for days to come
he hangs his head low between his shoulders blades , his muscles flexing with the tension
need to feel you deep baby

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *hyunjin isn't ready to say goodbye to the moment, and so when Jungkook pleads for it to continue, he's eager to oblige. The moment they walk out of here, it'll be different. They'll have to face reality and talk. He's not ready for that yet.*
*he steals tired kisses between the other's desperate meowls. His hands explore the nooks and crannies of his bared body, slick with sweat*
*his twitches to life, slowly at first. but those simpering begs edge him on*
*Hyunjin leverages himself on Jungkook's hips, using the grip to swing them around so Jungkook was against the door. Their lips find each others naturally, locked in embrace for the second time that day*
*but Hyunjin is impatient, and he turns his ex so his chest is to the door, out in front of him. He remembered in explicit detail the last time he'd seen Jungkook spread out this way. The moment replayed in his mind over and over again. Making this moment all the more savourable.*
I haven't been able to stop thinking about you... *he confesses breathless, hands kneading into the other's * Every night just wishing you were pressed against me... Wishing for you and your ... *Hyunjin's chest pushes flush against Jungkook's back as he reaches around to life back into the man's * *his fingers on the other hand nudge at the tight circle of muscle puckering for him* I want to be inside of you again... *his whispers are anguished against Jungkook's ear, and his hot breath mingles with the fine, dewy hairs framing his face*
Let me you... *he groans, shoving half his index finger inside Kook's , pulling out only to spit on his fingers and get the other wet*

@☼ hwang hyunjin yeah, yeah
jungkook agrees on a shaky breath, tiredly resting his forehead on hyunjins. he never thought he’d have him like this again and jungkook is going to milk every bit of it until hyunjin inevitably pushes him away again
I’m not done with you, so far from it
he takes a step back , undressing completely and then helping hyunjin do the same. letting his hands roam the familiar skin , dragging his short cut nails up his chest until a large hand wraps itself around hyunjins throat slowly his fingers squeeze with light pressure

want you to make a mess out of me, need you in me
he admits unbashedly, noses brushing against each other almost teasingly the way their lips almost touch
please, need to feel you
he was vulnerable right now and so unbelievably . hyunjin makes him feel so many things all the time. hyunjin can take everything he can from him and he would just let it happen. hyunjin deserves this. and jungkook /needs/ this.
use me
he whispers , tongue flickering out to a strip at hyunjins plump lips.
however you want , im yours and will always be.
jungkook feels so desperate, a kind of desperation that one would feel ashamed about but it only ignites a fire in his belly. it thrills him.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *Hyunjin wanted to let his knees buckle. He wanted to kneel before Jungkook and take his swollen in his mouth. He wanted to taste the man's .*
*But he couldn't bring himself to stop staring at the other's face. Those half-lidded eyes, flushed cheeks dabbed with Christmas coloured glitters, and those bruised, parted lips. He snuck in a few lazy kisses while his hand d Jungkook to completion.*
*he felt the before he saw it. In the tremor ripping through Kook's body, and in the heat of hitting his hand. A loud moan of satisfaction chuckles up Hyunjin's throat. It's probably the first time he's smiled since Jungkook's return. It feels good. It feels right*

*Nothing could have prepared him, though, for the sultry sight of an emptied Jungkook eating up his fingers. Hyunjin watched spill out the corners of his ex's mouth as his hand was clean. He smirks at the vision, suppressing a shiver when he feels the tip of the other's tongue drag up his palm* You're a y... Sorry sight...
*he pants out, his unbuttered hand tangling in the back of Jungkook's hair to pull him in for the kiss*
*his tongue snakes out to taste the out of his mouth, enjoying the slowed down pace*
*in this moment, he could forget everything that had happened in the past months. It was like they were before Jungkook had left. He needed to savour every moment of it*
*he reluctantly pulls away for air, making sure Jungkook sees him when he swipes his thumb over his lip to clean the little bits of their fun that remained*

*he's exhausted, emptied, and desperate for more, but all Hyunjin can do is lean against the closed door with his chest heaving and eyes boring into Jungkook*
Let's stay here a little bit... *he lifts a shaking hand to blindly find and lock the door*

@☼ hwang hyunjin another wave of pleasure surges straight towards his , hyunjins words doing more than giving him a goof ego boost. in the next second he could see hyunjins face scrunch and feel the paint his stomach. holy .
look at you all over me. so ing pretty all the goddamn time.
he says in between breaths, moans finishing his cracked words as his hips rolled forward to match the pace of hyunjins hand that works along his so deliciously, he needed this. needed it so bad
cmon baby, keep doing it just like that , just like that. ,

he repeats himself like mantra chasing his with clenched teeth. he felt like he was drowning in all , suffocating in pleasure and uncontrollable want. this is all he had wanted for months and to be able to feel and kiss the other just this. to feel whole again. with another snap of his hips and particular hard squeeze from hyunjins hand , his mouth falls open in a silent moan and eyes squeeze shut. his hits him like an absolute train as he shoots ropes of all over hyunjins hand and a couple drops landing on his abdomen in what seemed never ending hyunjin milked every last bit from him. it takes jungkook a minute to recover and to slowly peel his eye open, chest rising and falling.
he stares hyunjin down like a hunter deciding what to do with its prey. jungkook was far from finished, he needed more. their flaccid hang between them , exhausting. jungkook /needed/ to taste him or he might actually die
he curls his fingers around his ex’s wrist and rised his hand towards his mouth where theres a mixture of both of their coating his pretty fingers.


he wastes no time sliding each digit in his mouth off all the white substance. salty bitterness dances along his tongue and its so addicting feeling and looking like an absolute desperate to want to taste him this bad. he a strip up hyunjins palm , letting the sit on his tongue. with no talking, he lets his wyes fall on hyunjins pretty pink lips as he moves in for a kiss letting hyunjin taste him and himself. He slowly into his mouth , sliding his tongue along hyunjins in a more passionate and gentle kiss in contrast to the lust filled face they were just doing prior.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *Hyunjin would have dove on his knees to swallow every last drop of Jungkook into his mouth, but he was happy to rejoice in another deep kiss. He was ashamed to admit that he had dreamed of doing both on more than one occasion in the past*
*the sloppy kisses are hard to juggle with the frantic pace at which he the others , but Hyunjin perseveres. Every meowl of his name urges him on, faster and harder. His actions were reminiscent of so many nights together, and nights he'd had alone.*
*it reminded him of the first time they'd kissed in the club; when they'd caved and touched each other with the same eagerness and ten times more reservation*
*he was feral himself, and his other hand tugs at his own . His stomach tightens, a muffled moan filling Kooks mouth.* , I'm gonna come... *he barely chokes out the words before streams of spurt from the head of his . Glitter, and oil paint the ridges of Jungkook's abs, sinking into the fabric of the Santa costume. Hyunjin trembles with every pulse of , almost embarrassed at how fast he came when he usually peacocked around the other about how long he lasted.*
*but , Jungkook had that effect... especially after four months of Hyunjin stroking himself off with no one to help...*
*He's shaking in his pants. Quite literally. Breath heaving out in heavy gasps that rock his chest up and down*
. *but even winded, he doesn't forget the other's pleasure. Though it takes him a moment, he begins stroking slowly again. Downcast eyes finally turn upwards, watching every nuance in his body*
*he switches hands, using his to lubricate his movement, and nearly springing to life again at the sight of it*

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@☼ hwang hyunjin everything was happening so fast a train wreck of actions but it felt so good- so right. and neither of them was willing to stop it. he was impossibly hard having hyunjins lips all over his exposed skin where he could reach. this was really happening.

the reality didn’t truly set in until both of their had been out of the confinements of those god awful costumes. . jungkooks mouth waters.

yes
he moans lowly , fingers now grasping at the back of hyunjins neck as he moves his hips in rhythm with hyunjins . there’s a warm sensation stirring in the pit of his stomach. desire. want. need.
his mouth falls open , trying to keep his sounds at bay but , how could he? not when hyunjin is looking at him like he wants to him while his hand is literally a working expertly on their .
hyunjin, hyunjin.
his name rolls off jungkooks tongue in breathy moans followed by whimpers. he looks between their body’s no longer feeling the warmth of another against his.
just like that
it slips from his mouth, high on pleasure but it because hyunjin deserves to know how good he makes jungkook feel
you’re so good, all the damn time.
he rambles senselessly, fingers digging into hyunjins milky skin as he chases that delicious . he was so close he could feel the tightening in his stomach. he wants it so bad he was practically drooling for it . he swoops back in for another kiss , tongue messily into hyunjin wet cavern.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *, this really was happening. 4 months of solitude, of denying his feelings, of ignoring what he wants... It all leads up to this moment. Hyunjin would deal with the repercussions of his own actions later.* *With Jungkook pleading so sweetly, so desperately... He simply couldn't resist.*
*His cheeks are hot between Jungkook's palms. Little nips and bites find their way into their embrace, with lips bruising from the sheer force of their need. Kook's traveling hand entices him to travel himself, lips latching to the other's collarbones and neck to leave bright marks of his own where he can*
Shhh... *he whispers after letting his ex plead for a bit and silencing him with kisses* *Kook's bulge isn't ignored, and Hyunjin's hips push back. With their foreheads pressed together, he keeps his eyes down, watching his hand as it pulls the thin, red fabric of his costume down over his hips. His springs out hungrily, and is quickly joined by Jungkook's as Hyunjin undresses him, too*
*he gathers both shafts into his palm, soliciting a deep moan far too loud for the environment they're in*
... *he hisses between clenched teeth, allowing himself a few more taunting * *he'd missed Jungkook in mind, body and soul. It was clear as day in the leaking head of his and his hammering heart*
*his head thuds back against the door, pleasure overriding all senses with his hand stroking faster* *he stops only to spit in his palm, abandoning his to focus on Jungkook, wanting to see him writhe beneath him. He needed to hear his soulmate call out his name again, like he had before all of this*

@☼ hwang hyunjin stupid ing suspenders, honestly who even wore these anymore? jungkook managed to tug off the last strap clasped to his already ed santa pants when the door swings open. he was NOT in the mood for people so he whirls around in a fit of annoyance ready to direct all his anger at the intruder

“Hey you can’t just-”

the words die in his throat once his eyes settle on the familiar face of hyunjin. they hadn’t shared a dressing room since he got back , what was he doing here? the shock on his face overrides his confusion as hyunjin strides over to him only give him ten words, one statement and a whole lot of feelings that he couldn’t process in the moment because in the t second he feels two pairs of soft lips meshing against his

this had been everything he wanted and he knows they have so much to talk about. knowing their history this is going to lead to more confusion but it- jungkook is tired of thinking , he just wants to feel. And he does.
his hands finds themselves cupping hyunjins face, pressing himself further into hyunjin and slowly backing him flatly against the dressing room door. he’d missed this so much, all his heart and body longed for 4 months was this and he was willing to take whatever hyunjin gave him even if it wasn’t enough, nothing will be enough even while they were dating. he needed to be closer.
jungkook kissed him back with the same vigor , the same want, the same longing- the same ache; he kisses him like a dying man and hyunjin was his only source of oxygen. this felt so right.

“Hyunjin,” he manages to breathe out in between kisses, “please.” it came out in a soft whisper but the plea felt so heavy on his tongue. he needed hyunjin he was willing to beg or do whatever the other asked of him he just /needed/ him.

“Please,” he says again, kissing the words right on hyunjins pretty mouth. jungkook opens his eyes, pressing his forehead against the others softly. “Please.” A hand journeys down from hyunjins face to roam over his body, sculpting- remembering, and sliding around his waist as he slowly grinds his growing bulge against hyunjins thigh.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *Gagged. And not by . Hyunjin was again a pace behind Jungkook. No, several paces. His ex was out of sight before he could even catch his breath. As winded as he was, it was a miracle he found his way off set. Because as angry as he was, he couldn't deny the longing in his chest. The swell of hope he felt whenever he saw his schedule lined up with Jungkook*
*Jungkook /had/ hurt him. Deeply. He'd promised him the world, coaxed him out of the pit he'd thrown himself into, and then left him. Left him wondering, left him alone. Left. Him. Hyunjin wasn't sure how to forget that.*
*he suddenly feels silly dressed up in this skimpy Santa outfit, and asks one of the nearby stylists to point out the dressing rooms for him again. The world felt like it was spinning with every step he took. His words felt like they came from outside an aquarium that he was looking into.*
*maybe just this once, Hyunjin could let himself have what he wanted, instead of spending every moment of his existence depriving himself of it*
*They didn't technically share a dressing room, but now they did. Hyunjin followed the stylist's easy directions down the narrow hallway and to the door marked for Jungkook, swinging it open without a care for how his ex would be behind it*
you for making it impossible to stop loving you *is all he manages to gasp out behind the slam of the door. he's practically lunging with his long strides across the room, gripping Kook by the front of the Santa pants unbuckled at his hips and crashing their lips together*
*it was like breaking through the surface of the water after drowning for months. Jungkook was the breath of air he'd been dying for. Hyunjin chased it vigorously and without care, pleading the other would do the same*

@☼ hwang hyunjin jungkook couldn't admit it a out loud or he'd be an , but the cold shoulder from someone who only gave him warm smiles once before ing hurts. he masks it with humor and deliberately taunting and annoying hyunjin, the only two ways to get his ex to speak to him. it has been about three months since he has been back and hyunjin still treated him as if he didn't exist. karma is a . perhaps there was no future for them to be together like they were, but he still holds out hope hyunjin will one day smile at me like he means anything to him at all once more.

he follows hyunjins lead, heart racing and all at his words. jungkook lolls his head to the side, eyes half lidded as he looks up a bit at hyunjin in what has the director hollering in the background for them to keep that pose. he had missed this closeness, it felt like home. of ing course thought about it, he drove himself crazy coming up with every scenario possible that could happen if he did.
"I wanted nothing more to hear your voice and feel your touch," he admitted unabashedly, his heart in his stomach, "I wanted you to come with me-"

"AND THATS A WRAP! Good job boys, fans will love these." The director's voice booms interrupting jungkook and squashing any confidence he had left in hopes of getting another chance to explain his feelings to hyunjin. the two peel themselves from each other , once going back to a strangers distance leaving jungkook to miss the familiar warmth.

"me leaving never changed how I felt about you, how I still feel about you. you were everything," his voice craks over the syllables which has his scrambling to clear his throat and mustering up the courage to finish, "you are everything to me. I'm sorry I ruined it and hurt you. that's all I wanted to tell you since I got back. you didn't deserve that." he lets out a breath and as much as he wanted to stick around to see hyunjins reaction or to see if he even cared to listen, jungkook his heel and headed back towards the dressing rooms. he couldn't fathom having hyunjin reject him when his heart felt so fragile out of nowhere. he gave fake smiles along the way, rushing past anyone who had wanted a conversation longer than two seconds so he could find solace in the quietness of the dressing rooms where he mindlessly began to strip out of his ridiculous 'santa' costume. he just wanted to leave- running away as he always does. bad habits are hard to break, he supposes.

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ * Jungkook. Every inch of Hyunjin was on fire, and he was desperately searching for a gap in the flames to crawl out of. He burned under Jungkook's heavy breaths. His low drawls catching the air in his throat and paralyzing him. It's a miracle he's able to focus enough to keep a professional exterior for the few shots they do take here*
*while half of Hyunjin is counting down the seconds to when he can push his ex away, the other half begs for him to stay. He wants to turn around and grab a fistful of the other's hair and crush their lips together*
*the fantasy doesn't help his "growing issue" that Kook points out*
you - *Hyunjin grumbles through a forced smile, elated to hear the director change their direction*
*he jumps away from the other, but not quickly enough to evade the ghosting touch of a hand on his shoulder*
*a shiver rips up his spine against his will. JUNGKOOK.*
*he doesn't even have a smart comeback - a rarity for Hyunjin. He has to take a moment to collect himself, clenching and unclenching his fists*
*one last breath, and he whirls around with a fake smile convincing enough for anyone that didn't know him*
Do I get any actual presents~? *he teases their director, striding onto the set*
*he deliberately ignores Jungkook, diving into the fake presents to find the perfect sized one. He finds it in the middle, wrapped in shimmering, green metallic paper and decorated with golden ribbons around an even bigger golden bow*
Santa's putting you on the naughty list *he huffs to Jungkook while returning to set*
*he accidentally-on-purpose bumps his ex with the corner of the awkwardly large box, feigning surprise* So sorry, didn't see you there. Haven't seen you for months actually.
Merry Christmas.
*he's deadpanned in his celebratory cheer, taking a seat by the faux fireplace and posing as best as he could around the present*

"Alright, get ready," the director calls, "we're gonna start shooting. Try and keep it dynamic, hold a pose for a few shots, then switch. Get creative and don't be afraid to get close. We want to truly gift the fans this season."
*the staff nearby giggle behind their hands and clipboards, and Hyunjin seethes. Merry Crisis more like it...*
*but he does as the director says, holding his general poses for a few takes, with minor adjustments. He counts the flashes of the camera, and then shifts. He can't get close to Jungkook at first. The present is his excuse, using it as a barrier between himself and his ex*

"Hyunjin! Drop the present now! We've got enough takes. Start something else!"

*of course the director would notice. Ughhhhhhhhh.... He hesitantly pushes the box off to the side, where a stage hand plucks it off, and stands to match Jungkook's height. The next few flashes are probably just glimpses of his five stages of grief as he battles internally about how close to get. Eventually, he just launches himself into it.*
*the short distance takes no time to cross, and Hyunjin wraps around the back of Jungkook. One of his arms reaches up to lean against the fire place, wrapped around the other, and the other rests gently on his hip. A Christmas tree behind them glows their skin in kaleidoscope patterns.*
Did you ever think of trying to reach out to me?
*he whispers into Kook's ear, time seeming to slow as he confesses something he'd held secret for months. The flash from the camera floats around him and he waits with bated breath, afraid of the answer*


() i'm sorry it's longer than long

@☼ hwang hyunjin his lips curled up in a half smirk in response to hyunjins annoyance. two things jungkook was a master at. music and getting under peoples skin. he’s grown out of most of his petty antics- most, but hyunjin makes it so difficult when he tries just as hard to get on jungkooks nerves. and something about a mad hyunjin absolutely thrills him.
Oh, i’m sorry.
his apologizes sounding almost as read as kim kardashians s and he proves just that, moving at a lower angle so he was almost level with hyunjins neck, head looming over his shoulder
‘THATS PERFECT!’
the photographer shouts, clearly oblivious to the growing tension and purely on the appeal each of them were exuding
you’re acting as if you don’t like it
jungkook breathes out lowly, purposely blowing on the others exposed skin.
because we both know that you have a growing issue you’re trying to hide right now
he continues, keeping his voice hushed as he does shift just the tiniest of inches
you may hate me but your body doesn’t-
‘Alright! Lets get some pictures by the fireplace and then some individual shots! Jungkook, play with the stockings a bit. Maybe pretend to be getting something out of it. Hyunjin, take the present and hold it. Do whatever you want with it.’
Ay ay captain
jungkook salutes , shifting back but not without letting a sneaky hand brush along hyunjins shoulder as he passes. he feigns a look of innocence while ‘fixing’ his santa coat

@☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ *the nightmare continued. Hyunjin's life the past few weeks had been anything short of a crazy k-drama. He literally felt like some sick k-drama writer was cackling somewhere behind their screen, concocting different ways to make Hyunjin repent for his past sins. Ever since Jungkook had come back, they'd gone back to sharing a dorm. Nights at the condo become more repeated in his routine in attempts to avoid the other*
*but there were some things he couldn't run from. Like work. Because as much as he convinced himself he still hated Jungkook, he still needed to make money. He'd pick fights with someone later*
*today, though... today was testing him*
Do you really need to hike the shorts that high?
*he mutters to the stylist, already self conscious about the outfit - or lack thereof it - that he was forced to wear. Suspenders were all he had to cover his chest, his hair as slicked back as his chest.*
"Try not to pop a this time, hm?"
*already on edge, the jab startles him. It takes all of Hyunjin's strength to not shout something loud and inappropriate at the others back. He'd find a way to take revenge*
*with another last touch on his makeup, the stylist bestows him to the director, who makes quick work of posing him on the couch.*
*he hated that he had half a hard on. Jungkook always had to be ing right. But how could he not when the other was as scantily clad as him, looking able as . Brief fantasies of grabbing Kook by that new, long hair of his and ing him from behind keep popping into mind. Not helping.*
*maybe he could shift a bit..*

"Hyunjin! Quit squirming!"

*Yeah, okay... That wouldn't work. He tries to look anywhere but behind him where he knows Jungkook rests. He was still angry with him. Even if he did look at his ex longingly whenever he wasn't looking. Or had dreams of him. Or slept in his old t-shirt in the condo alone because it still smelled ever so faintly of him*
*yeah, he hated him*
Can you stop breathing so loudly? *Hyunjin asks over his shoulder through a tight, forced smile* It's distracting
And move a little. You're blocking my light.

@☼ hwang hyunjin .
"Jungkook, Hyunjin you're up!"
jungkook wasn't sure of many things but he was damn sure of two.
One: the world is cruel and unfair to him. This was simply a fact given his track record of unfortunate luck which has caused more problems in the end than blessings. Today was different. Why? That brings him to the second thing he was most sure of: hwang hyunjin has to be the most beautiful yet vexing creature on all of planet earth. the duo was scheduled for seasons greetings photoshoot this year and the company was sure of the amount of sales they would create especially given how liked the pairing was together and jungkooks surprise return.
they were not on good terms and hyunjin reminds him of that every second they are even within twenty feet of one another. still, the ual tension could not be denied no matter how hard hyunjin tried to resist him; jungkook on the other hand kept a respectful distance but was never shy of letting his lustful gaze rest on his ex. today was going to be a challenge to keep his composure as the concept was a "y santa" themed shoot. whoever thought that's be a good idea, respectfully.

so there the two stand, in a cliche santa outfit with chests oiled and bare for all the world to get nose bleeds for. jungkook traded his santa hat for reindeer ears instead which he adjusted on his head he walked out onto set. he assumed they were going for 'y snd cozy' as it seemed they were in a cabin with only a couch and makeshift fireplace.
"okay boys, get comfy and lets make this quick yeah? I want hyunjin laying down on the couch and jungkook i want you leaning against the back. Remember, give your best bedroom eyes, this is for all the thirsty fans."
cringe. it's all so cliche but anything for a check he supposes. jungkook gives two thumbs up doing as he's told but he couldn't help but tease hyunjin in the process.
"try not to pop a this time hm?" his hummed in a saccharine tone, shoulder brushing against his. the comment wasn't fair , but really it happened so often in the past when they were wearing more clothes jungkook couldn't help but to make the light jab at his ex.

(if you see typos, no you dont)

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@☼ kim jongin ᵏᵃᶦ the only answer i have at the moment is a dry soundless joyless laugh - a puff of breath that has the audacity to mock both of our childish behavior.
i straighten up, clear my throat, clear my head, tug on my jacket and press a hand on the wide belt, right over my stomach thats trying to do a somersault and this simply won't happen. "now" i swallow around the word as if its a personal offence "you go home. and i go home. so we don't do anything stupid." clenches my jaw tight and looks straight at your face "we can't... be like this. we can't keep being like this and pretend..." my gaze slowly falls to the bear charm still in my hand and i rub it between my fingers, the tiny gesture bringing a sudden wave of calm and realization "... and pretend we don't know why i kept him and why i don't want just another one. but we have to do that properly. we're not kids. go home, kai. we'll... we'll talk again."


[wrap up here?]

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ Lucky for both of us, I don't have a real social media presence before 2015. Unless you suddenly speak Vietnamese and know all of our old local sites
*responds, while swiping through to choose pieces to showcase. showing off work is always a bit of a patience balancing act, having to wait for your audience to get their fill of one piece before moving onto the other. her head is tilting impatiently by the third and she swipes to the last as soon as you speak on it before reclaiming the pad in full to continue her sketching*
I dunno
*shrugs lightly, lifting just one shoulder*
Music, movies, real people—especially back home—sometimes I just imagine it and put it down. No method to the madness

@◈ chrystal jung⁻ˢᵗʸˡᶦˢᵗ begrudgingly letting you pull away, i sigh in obvious disappointment. my eyes face the ground and my hands loosen around your waist, though not letting go yet either. and as if not knowing any better I respond curtly, "why not?" despite knowing the answer, it felt like the easy way out. everything could be forgiven and forgotten.
but the longer we stand here, the more the heavy and bitter time gap forms again and the more i start to wonder if I even knew you as well as I did anymore. in slight shock of that realization I let you go and run a helpless hand through my hair. “okay, then… now what?”

@◈ luc quyen⁻ᵐᵘᵃ *again, I'm blinking at you, processing your words a beat slower than you speak them. the freedom in which you speak is a stark contrast the rigid conversations I'd grown on with Gyuri*
Maybe I should start cyber stalking you... Just don't call the police when you see me like a post from 2008
*turns my attention to the paper again, trying to embrace my inner Mingyu (after all, I helped create him so I had to have it somewhere inside of myself too) and let the thoughts go*
*nose scrunches, gently sketching out the straight lines of a building, placing a bit too much pressure on the lines, but getting somewhere*
*I pause only to awe at your finished pieces, stalling at the third one with a grin*
I like this one... It's like the Earth is her hair...
How do you come up with this stuff?