Jungkook was still and silent; consumed in fear, he slowly looked around as the cars were still going off with the alarms filling the boy's ears. Jungkook didn't know what to do but, he was sure he couldn't run. In the middle of a lonely streets, these cars all went off at once even if Jungkook didn't tamper with them. Jungkook's mind wasn't in the right at the moment and he still had drunk thoughts running in and around his head, so most of the times the alarms of the cars went off, Jungkook just believed the car owners were doing this to get him to leave. But no one else was around.

“Everyone is so mean…” Jungkook thought in his head and scoffed before turning away and walking down the street; leaving the piercing sounds of the six car alarms going off all at once. “W-What street is this?” Jungkook talked to himself and as soon as his eyes shot up at the stop sign, the street lights and the headlights of the six cars behind him, suddenly turned off. “Fuck…” Jungkook hissed and suddenly heard footsteps following along with his. But each time he stopped, the footsteps stopped. Jungkook was still drunk and had little grasp of what was happening now so, he began to speed walk down the streets and as soon as he reached a dark alley, he began to run.

Jungkook ran as fast as he could and only kept thinking it was all some sort of game. Even if he fell asleep drunk, he woke up with a hangover and his mind was still in the skies. He couldn't take anything seriously. No matter how fast he ran, he knew someone was following after him and each time he made it down a new street, the lights to the lamppost shut off. Darkening the streets Jungkook was no longer alone in. Jungkook suddenly had the audacity to look back and by there, his eyes met with at least four figures chasing after him. Their black attires blended in with the dark street once the street lights switched off. The sight alone almost made Jungkook faint along with the pain just pounding over his head. At the very end, his mind and body pushed him to run.

Jungkook ran down the streets until he managed to reach his apartment building. Steps up the stairs has never felt like an eternity to Jungkook; he imagined the stairs extending further and his heart was pounding faster while his eyes only focused forward. Too afraid to take a glance back at the figures following after him. It was now that he realized that it was more than one person after him. But who could it have been? Jungkook only wished to know as he finally reached his apartment and ran inside. By the time he made it into his own apartment, he flung the door shut and kept it locked after. Huffing to himself and staring at the doorknob.

“I-I'm safe...no one would me here.” Jungkook whispered and shivers then fled from his spine and all he felt was relief to know that he was finally home after a long week away. His place was left the same way he left it before; the remote remained over the table, the turquoise throw pillow was still over the ground and, the room door was kept open. As Jungkook took a good look around the room, he placed the chair under the knob of the door like last week and smiled to himself, his aching head was pounding but, he was just glad to make it out of there alive.

Jungkook walked back to the kitchen and took a glass bottle of beer after, feeling like he could handle this as he walked to the bedroom. Jungkook began to drink again and lay back on the bed to think to himself on the early morning. He knew well that he wasn't going to make his morning classes, so he sat there and expected to reach his afternoon classes. As the boy laid there longer, his eyes soon locked onto the center of his own pants and titled his head. It was only a matter of time that the man was becoming drunk once more.

He slowly set the bottle on the nightstand and pulled his phone out to look through the gallery and then find the only picture he had of Jimin. His mind ran wild when he was drunk and knowing how much he desired the older tutor made him think of alluring thoughts. He kept staring at Jimin's picture and paid attention to the firm parts of his neck and body just hiding underneath the dress shirt. As Jungkook gazed, he slowly dragged his left hand down to the center of his pants and softly caressed his crotch. Almost a minute after, he couldn't hold the boner he had just growing at the center of his pants now.

Carefully, he set his phone to lean against the pillow right by his side while he slipped his hand under and huffed softly to look at the the picture he had of Jimin on his phone. “J-Jimin…” Whimpered the young man softly and breathed against his shoulder while his legs closed in around his hand; softly touching himself as his face went red. It was like he forgot about what happened outside and kept his head up in the clouds as soon as his eyes locked onto the picture. Jungkook pulled his pants down and stared at his underwear before thinking to himself for a second after. The boy then reached over to his own phone and began to take pictures of his bulge underneath his white underwear before switching onto a video to record himself; touching his cock underneath the fabric of his white briefs.

The boy had no idea what he was doing at all, he wasn't even in the right state of mind and fell into the thoughts of Jimin at that moment. By there, he recorded himself through his phone and guided his hand over his member in silence. He bit his own lip and let out soft moans as the phone recorded by his side. Catching even a glimpse of his face onto the video frame. He huffed heavily and pressed his head to the side and let out a mewl while his fingers grew wet with the pre-cum sliding off the slit of his tip.

“Mmh- J-Jimin..” Jungkook moaned. Closing his eyes and jerking his cock off within the grip of his own hand. “Jimin… A-Ah!” The boy moaned as the video caught his red face, to his hand guiding down his trembling body as it arched each time he pumped his cock upwards and gasped. “Mh!~” Jungkook's mind was clouded with Jimin; he imagined the man guiding his hands down Jungkook's body and softly kissing his neck. With those alluring thoughts he had of Jimin, he guided his wet fingers down his member… slowly inserting one finger beyond his entrance, and making himself gasp so suddenly. “O-Oh.. Jimin…” Mewled the boy heavily as cum ran down his hard cock. The room around him grew hot as his whimpers echoed through his own ears and his face was painted red now.

“Ngh- f-fuck… Oh Jimin!” Jungkook continued to moan and arch his shaking body. His hands went faster when it came to inserting his own fingers in and jolt his hips each time he jacked off to the thought of imagining Jimin before him; watching his every move with a dominant smirk. Jungkook didn't know deep down that he was recording himself, but the feeling managed to get through and make him desperate to have Jimin. Just a little crush flourished into something bigger by the second. Jungkook dreamt of Jimin, fantasized about the older, and long for him so badly. He just never knew how far he would desire a man like this.

Eventually, Jungkook reached over to the lotion he had on his nightstand and used it as lube; applying the warm lotion over the sides of his cock and jerked off to the wet feeling that made him start to moan louder. He bit his own lip and muffled his whimpering moans to the sound he made while he touched himself. “J-Jimin… I-I want you… H-Here… Here… T-Touch me…” Cried the boy in moans. Each time he opened his eyes, he imagined Jimin watching him while he was naked as well; touching Jungkook as the boy was left breathless in his own pre-cum. Even if Jimin wasn't there, Jungkook still made his own time worthwhile by fantasizing he was there. His own hands rose up the underside of his own thighs while he pressed his head back and couldn't keep his eyes open. Just thinking of Jimin like this, was bad for him but he didn't care now. He was falling deeply for the tutor he never met face to face.

As Jungkook stroked his own member, he covered the slit of his cock and quickly arched his hips forward to cum into his hand. With that he gasped and pressed his own head to the side while he caught his own breath. “A-Ah… Ah…” Jungkook panted and looked at his phone to see that he was sweating already. Hair rolled back, lips glowing a vibrant red, and his body moving out of breath. After that, Jungkook ended the recording and kept his eyes locked onto the ceiling to catch his own breath. “I never knew how bad I've wanted a guy like him…” Jungkook contemplated in his head all alone.

As the scent of lotion and alcohol filled the air, Jungkook took himself pictures without a second thought as soon as he wiped himself clean with the tissues he had nearby. Jungkook proceeded to take pictures of himself completely exposed over the bed until he looked over them in silence right after.

Around 4:00 AM, Jimin laid awake that early morning, covering his body completely with the red covers of his huge bed. The silk and see-through net over the four pillars of his bed, remained closed as he tried to count sheep. He couldn't rest after hearing someone answer the phone for Jungkook and it bothered him constantly. As Jimin fought back on sleep and thought of Jungkook; his eyes fell onto the side of the room where his own laptop sat on the desk against the wall.

“The boy is driving me insane…” Jimin thought as he stood up only wearing his loose, grey, joggers. “I can't sleep without knowing where he is…” The man kept his lips shut and rolled his hair back as he made his way over to the desk where his laptop sat over. Once he dropped down in front of the desk and onto his seat, he lifted the lid of his laptop and guided his eyes onto the password where he unlocked it almost instantly. By there, his eyes met with the window he left open before closing his laptop earlier. However, Jimin's tired and bland eyes in the early morning, then met with his message board where Jungkook's icon had around 6+ messages. Waiting for Jimin to read.

“I knew he couldn't stay away.” Jimin chuckled to himself. But, as he clicked onto the messages, his eyes met with many videos and pictures of Jungkook completely naked and messages that made the tutor blink his eyes and tilt his head. Jimin didn't complain as he scrolled through the top and clicked onto the first video that showed Jungkook moaning and whimpering Jimin's name over and over again. Yet, this didn't seem to bother Jimin. The older sat there and watched with his eyes glued onto the screen. As Jimin watched with no other emotion, he smirked every time Jungkook gasped while the video caught it all; from the pleasurable jolts the boy had once he touched himself, to the red tint surfacing on his face. Entertaining Park Jimin with a delighted stare as his hand slowly reached down to the boner he had already standing from the sound and sight of it all.

“Oh Jungkook… Like I said before, I knew you couldn't stay away… but lucky for you... I have big news for you soon... Not now, but soon.” Jimin said to himself and kept his eyes locked onto the many pictures he saved of the boy he no longer saw as a student to him now.