Jungkook grunts as he zips up his suitcase. The bag is a decent size, fitting enough clothes, shoes and accessories for a week. The bag next to it is stuffed with several business documents that Jungkook believes will be necessary for the upcoming business events.

After finally packing the suitcases, Jungkook stands up straight and brushes the crinkles off his trousers. He sighs as he looks around his room and gives himself a little nod of reassurance when he confirms he has everything he needs for tomorrow.

The brunette then turns to leave his bedroom when his pouty faced brother enters the room with teary eyes. "Hyung," the younger whines, looking close to crying.

Jungkook sighs and picks up the small boy before pecking his cheek. "What's wrong, Seonnie?"

The small boy digs his face into Jungkook's neck and wraps his small arms around the older's neck. "D-Don't want hyung to go tomorrow..." he whines.

Jungkook exhales slowly and then weaves his fingers into the younger's soft hair, gently stroking his head. "I'll be back soon, Seonnie. It's just for a wee-"

"Hyung is always gone now," the boy suddenly cries out. He pulls away from Jungkook and stares at him with his round tear-filled eyes. His pouted lips and rosy cheeks are a heartbreaking sight that makes Jungkook gulp down the guilty lump forming in his throat.

"I-I have a lot of work to do now, you know why right? I have to work so we can eat yummy ice cream and take care of mummy, right?" Jungkook asks, sounding somewhat desperate.

Seonjin shakes his head. "I-I don't want ice cream, j-just wanna play with Hyung again," he whimpers as he cups his older brother's face with his tiny hands.

Jungkook closes his eyes for a moment before opening them and smiling. "But what about mummy, she needs our help, right?"

The younger sniffles before looking away. "Yeah. B-But m-mummy doesn't even k-know me," the boy says while fiddling with the string of his small hoodie.

Jungkook pauses before tightly hugging his brother. "She will soon, Seonnie. She'll get better. I promise."

Jungkook continues to hug his brother as he watches the snowflakes falling outside, observing how each unique structure shatters and melts away upon contact with the harsh ground. He finds it rather sad, how something so beautiful and innocent can be broken so easily. Almost like a promise.

~

Jungkook knocks once and then again before the door to Taehyung's apartment opens. Jungkook greets his boss with a small smile that the man returns before stepping aside to let the boy inside.

The smaller trots into the house, still taken aback by how beautiful the interior is, before placing down his small bag onto the floor and spinning around to face his boss. He merely blinks at the man, waiting for him to give instructions.

Taehyung smiles, "good morning, bun. You look awfully cold," he says while gesturing towards the boy's rosy cheeks.

Jungkook nods a little and greets his boss back. "Good morning, sir. I'm just a little cold, the bus doesn't have the best heating system," he chuckles.

Taehyung frowns at that. "You took the bus here?"

Jungkook pauses his laughter and averts his gaze, "uh- y-yeah. Um- anyway, you wanted me to help you pack?"

Taehyung stares at the younger for a moment longer before nodding. "Yes. Come with me," he says before walking off towards a room. Jungkook follows along, curiously admiring the walls and random decorations scattered around the apartment as he does so.

They enter Taehyung's room, which Jungkook can vividly remember because of the events that occurred the last time he was there. The boy flushes a light shade of red at his thoughts but the colour is masked by his already rosy cheeks.

Taehyung walks towards two large doors and pulls them open, revealing a huge walk-in closet. Jungkook's jaw almost drops open when he sees the abundance of clothes dangling off hangers. The closet is crowded with designer brands and accessories that Jungkook deems more valuable than his entire net worth.

"Woah," he says as his trails his eyes over all the varieties of clothing.

Taehyung leans against the door frame and smirks as he watches the boy stare at his clothes in awe. Jungkook finally brings his big doe eyes towards his boss and shyly smiles, "you have a big closet."

Taehyung chuckles, finding the younger ever so adorable. "It's not the only thing of mine that is big," he says, his smirk growing larger on his face.

He almost laughs out loud at how alarmed the younger looks. "What do you mean?" the smaller squeaks out.

Taehyung tilts his head in a direction. "My bathroom," he says while smiling. "It's huge."

Jungkook gulps, "a-ah, is that so?"

Taehyung nods and then turns to leave. "I'm going to go take a shower. You can pick out anything but you need to make sure to pick 5 different suits."

Jungkook blinks and then nods dumbly as he watches his bosses retreating back. He then sighs and turns back towards the closet before entering the majestic space. He carefully brushes his hands over all the fabric, admiring the different textures and colours.

"Wow," he mutters to himself.

~

"Need a little help there?" Taehyung asks, a brow raised in amusement as he stares at the younger who struggles to carry the pile of clothes.

"Yes please," Jungkook says softly, trying not to stumble under the weight of the clothes which he can barely see over.

Taehyung strolls over to the younger and grabs the clothes with one of his hands. "My suitcase is on my bed," he says as he walks out of the closet. Jungkook nods and then walks behind the man to his suitcase. He places the pile of clothes on the bed next to the suitcase and lets out a puff of air.

"Your clothes are heavy," the younger states, letting out a small huff.

Taehyung chuckles and then walks closer to the younger, "are they now."

Jungkook turns his head towards his boss but then freezes upon seeing the man. He stares at Taehyung's shirtless state in shock, not being able to comprehend a single coherent thought as he watches a drop of water glide down the man's chiselled chest.

"Anything wrong, Bun?" Taehyung asks, a hint of a smirk lingering on his lips. Jungkook gulps and shakes his head before averting his gaze away from his bosses half-naked glory.

"Oh, and I was going to ask," the man says as he takes a small step closer to the younger.

Jungkook looks up and hesitantly meets Taehyung's eyes. Taehyung tilts his head, eyes pooling with a richer black ink as he speaks, "how was your workout session yesterday?"

Jungkook freezes, his eyes enlarging. "W-What?"

Taehyung grabs a small towel that was laying on the bed and casually rubs off the water droplets on his abdomen. "You know, your morning work out session. It sounded very intense."

Jungkook gulps as he blushes a deep red hue. "O-Oh, it was-um- it was good," He stutters out awkwardly while scratching his nape.

"Mhm, I'm sure it was," Taehyung says before slowly leaning in closer to the boy. Jungkook feels his heart accelerate as the man's lips brush against his ear. "Y'know, I've never heard anyone moan like that when exercising."

Jungkook freezes at his words, his blood running cold. Oh fuck fuck fuck, he knows, he knows, he screams internally. Jungkook carefully raises his eyes to meet Taehyung's and once he settles his orbs on the man's teasing gaze, he wishes for the ground to swallow him whole. How embarrassing is this?

Jungkook tenses as he feels the man's palm curve around his waist and slightly pulls him closer. "God Bun, you sounded so sexy," he husks into his ear, causing Jungkook to squirm as heat rushes through his body.

Taehyung tilts Jungkook's chin up to face him before he speaks, his voice low, a deep rumble. "I've been craving to hear it again, darling."

Jungkook shivers at his bosses words and the connotations behind it. "S-Sir?"

Taehyung's grip on the boy's waist tightens. "Let me hear those pretty noises again, will you?"

Jungkook gulps as he stares up at the man, his heart palpitating to accompany the rush of blood that swims through his veins. His head whirls with thoughts, many of which he cannot process. He understands the intentions behind the man's words and feels the weight of the consequences hang from his every thought. But as he thinks he glides his eyes over the man in front of him. He takes in the artwork of fine red lips, golden tan skin and perfectly sculpted muscles. His stomach tightens at the thought of how beautiful Mr Kim is and before he can think clearly, he finds himself opening his mouth and speaking. "Okay."

Taehyung's lips meet him without a second to spare. The kiss is feverish, needy, roughly tender in the most erotic way. Taehyung backs Jungkook towards the bed and pushes him onto it, letting their lips break apart for a fraction of a second as Jungkook's back meets the plush mattress.

Taehyung slips his hand under the boy's shirt as he tugs at his lips, causing Jungkook's insides to swirl with heated passion. "Tell me," Taehyung slurs against the younger's lips. "What thoughts had you moaning like that?"

Jungkook whimpers as the older bites his bottom lip, urging him to answer. Jungkook wants to lie, make something up. How can he tell his boss that he was the thought that caused him to act in such way? But in the heat of the moment and with the hot weight of Taehyung's naked torso pressing against his own, lying seems too complex of a task. And so with a shaking voice, Jungkook answers the man with tender honesty. "You," he breathes out.

Taehyung's eyes darken into an impossible shade of obsidian. A tamed growl rumbles past his lips as he takes both of the younger's wrists and pins it above the boy's head. "How crude, darling..." He starts before tilting his head down and sucking the hot flesh of the younger's pale neck. Jungkook cries out as a jolt of pleasure vibrates through his body.

"Tell me," Taehyung grunts as he slowly grinds his hips onto the smaller's prominent bulge. Jungkook whimpers and desperately tugs at the grip on his hand, craving to run his fingers along the man's hot skin. "What was I doing in these thoughts of yours?"

Jungkook opens his doe eyes and looks up at the man, looking ever so scared. How could he tell his boss the erotic thoughts he had of him. But as he looks up at Taehyung, the man stares back at him, expectant.

"W-We were in the office," Jungkook begins, hesitant.

Taehyung smirks and then presses himself onto the younger's hard-on before rutting his hips forward. Jungkook chokes on a moan and desperately tugs on the man's grip on his hands.

"Continue, Bun," Taehyung said as he continues to grind his crotch onto the younger. Jungkook can barely speak as the intense pleasure being delivered to his lower region renders him speechless.

"Y-You had me b-bent over your desk," the smaller mutters out, flushing a bright red at his words. He can't believe he's saying this out-loud and he knows he'll regret it later but right now all he can think of is his bosses hard cock pressing onto him from behind the thin layer of his sweats.

Taehyung exhales a small pleasured breath at the younger's words. He lifts his hips up and carefully tugs the younger's pants down along with his boxers, letting his hard cock spring free. The older stares at Jungkook's member, flushed red and leaking with pre-cum, and then smirks up at the younger.

"I had you bent over my desk, huh?" Taehyung smirks before using one of his hands to grip onto the boy's member. He flicks his thumb over the crown before pressing the blunt edge of his nail into the leaking slit. Jungkook cries out in pleasure and his now released hands quickly fly over to the older's hair, which he tugs at desperately. "What was I doing to you?"

Jungkook mewls as Taehyung pumps his hand along his tight member. He opens his eyes that had been squeezed shut and looks up through his teary gaze to meet Taehyung's hooded eyes. The older's breathing is heavier and he smirks unevenly at him as he continues to pump his shaft. "You were pu-punishing me," Jungkook chokes out, barely getting the words out as intense pleasure starts to build up in his body.

Taehyung almost freezes at the words before he leans in and starts sucking the younger's neck again. "Were you being bad?" he rasps out, voice strained yet teasing.

Jungkook tugs at Taehyung's raven locks and nods against his skin. "Yes, sir," he mumbles out quietly.

"Fuck," Taehyung curses before he hastily shifts and pulls his leaking cock out of his loose sweats. Jungkook's eyes widen at the sight. Taehyung's cock is stood tall, his tip red and swollen and veins neatly wrapped around the throbbing length. Taehyung moves back closer to the boy and grabs both their lengths in his hand and starts pumping them together. The rough friction of their hot pulsating cocks rubbing against each other accompanied by Taehyung's coarse calloused hands make both men moan out in pleasure.

Jungkook tugs at the older's hair once again and Taehyung takes this as a sign to kiss him again. He leans over and presses a hard kiss onto the boy's lips as he speeds up his hand movements. Jungkook moans into the kiss and feels his whole body start to quiver as his orgasm builds up. Taehyung then slows his hand movements and starts thrusting into his fist, brushing past Jungkook's cock each time and causing both their breathing to turn erratic.

Jungkook starts panting as he feels himself about to reach his end. Taehyung notices this and tightens his grip around their cocks and gives one final tug before thrusting hard into his fist. Jungkook lets out a broken cry and Taehyung grunts softly as white ribbons of cum explode out of both them as they simultaneously come undone. Jungkook whimpers as his body quivers from his orgasm and Taehyung drops his head into the crevice of the younger's neck, breathing heavily.

Jungkook's hair is matted with sweat and the boy's lips are squished into a pout as he lays there on his bosses mattress, panting. Taehyung lifts his head from the boy's neck and looks at the younger. A small smile flits onto his lips at the endearing sight. He brushes the pad of his thumb over the younger's rosy cheeks before speaking. "Sounded even better in real life," he whispers.

Jungkook tiredly blinks up at him with his doe eyes, barely processing his words. Taehyung bites his lips and leans in to peck the younger's cheek. "Stay over tonight," he asks gently. "We can grab your bags and go to the airport together tomorrow."

Jungkook merely nods, "okay."

~

Taehyung smiles as he spots the small figure cuddled in a blanket, facing the large glass windows in his room. He sits next to the huddled figure and hands the boy a mug.

"M'not the best at making hot chocolate but I hope it's drinkable."

Jungkook nods and smiles a little, revealing the hint of a single dimple on his cheeks. He takes a sip of the brown beverage and looks up at his boss, expression seeming slightly alarmed.

"What wrong?" Taehyung asks while furrowing his brows.

Jungkook faces then morphs into a slightly disgusted expression. "It's...bitter," he mutters softly.

Taehyung chuckles, "well sue me for not being a hot chocolate chef."

Jungkook giggles at that and takes another small sip of the disgusting beverage.

"Why are you drinking it if it's bitter?" Taehyung questions while taking a sip of his own drink. "Oh fuck- this tastes like ass," he says while making a face and quickly placing the hot chocolate on his nightstand.

Jungkook giggles again before shrugging. "Don't wanna waste it after you put so much effort into it."

Taehyung scoffs, "I did not put any effort what so ever."

"Sir," Jungkook states softly, with a hint of bluntness in his tone. "You cut the marshmallows into star shapes."

Taehyung looks over at his cup and then laughs softly. "Uh yeah, that's just a habit I guess. My mum always did that for me when she made hot chocolate. Never gave me the recipe though, as you can tell."

Jungkook stares down at the lumpy star shapes floating in his cup. "She seems like she was sweet," he whispers, feeling like he is walking on eggshells with a topic that would clearly be sensitive to anyone.

Taehyung's smile turns nostalgic. "She was."

They both quieten down after that and opt to stare out at the tufts of snow falling outside. Cotton like clumps swiftly spiral down from the blinking stars before settling onto the acres of frosty white blankets. Jungkook observes the scene pensively, letting the oddly comforting warmth of his cup mixed with the bitter coldness of the air guide his thoughts about everything that just occurred.

He questions his own actions, his feelings, his emotions. Alongside the blissful feeling that resides in his gut lurks this dark body of anxiety. His head blurs with words from his father, yelling at him that he can't be gay. He hears his mother's trembling voice, begging him to never kiss a boy, to never look at men in that way. He sees his smaller self, crouched in the corner of the room, crying, shaking, frightened. He hears his own words repeat in his head like a cursed broken stereo saying ,"I'm not gay".

Jungkook exhales a small breath and stares at the inky sky, draped with a sheet of darkness that holds tiny promises of dainty little lights. It is fascinating to him how such fiery balls of blistering anguish could look so delicate and effortlessly perfect to the outsiders that stare at them; Like ethereal perfection masking the ugly scars of reality.

"Whatcha thinking about?" Taehyung asks, breaking the silence of the moment and straying Jungkook away from his thoughts.

Jungkook's heart slightly drops as he meets the man's eyes, as the memories of their lewd actions flash back in his brain, as he begins to decipher the possible meaning behind his actions. The turmoil in his head makes the body of darkness evolve within him, grow larger, fiercer, drowning out the bliss and replacing it with irrational fear. The anguish within him churns, brewing up a wave of emotions that dictates his breathing and heart rate. Within him, there's a calamity.

But all the outsider sees, all Taehyung sees is his gentle smile as he mumbles out in his delicate voice. "Nothing."

Taehyung nods, smiling at the boy, finding him in that moment, under the gentle graze of the dim light, to be beautiful, ethereal almost.

Just like the twinkling stars.

A/N: You know, I've noted this on all my books but whenever it comes to smut scenes, y'all get so damn quiet. It's so funny.

Also this is random but i just realised you guys literally know nothing about me. I'm like this mysterious stranger who writes vkook ff and then leaves lmao.

Well anyways, thanks for reading my loves, I love you!! -mysterious stranger who writes your vkook ff