Mission: Impastable
Summary: Jungkook will do anything to protect his kid. Seokjin just wants to eat. But sometimes, a mission comes along in life that you just can’t pass up, even if it’s bound to get messy along the way.
A/N: IT’S ABOUT TO GET STEAMY! AND THEN—well, this chapter is a roller coaster of emotions, I’ll just say that. Please note I’m still not very confident in writing any s-m-u-t, so I am very self-conscious about all of this. Positive feedback only is accepted :p
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If you haven’t checked out Jin’s Blog (made by @dazzledminded; the blog is rated PG18+) yet, you seriously should.
WC: 6,369
Pairing: Seokjin/Jungkook
Genre: Single Dad AU/romantic comedy? with a dark twist? slice of life?
Rating: Currently PG18+
Warnings: Some bad words, sexual content, light smut, violence.
Chapter 15: A Palace Fit for a King
His mind was on a steady stream of “shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, it’s happening, it’s happening, it’s happening, here we go, here we go, here we go, just like we practiced, you got this, just like we practiced, you got this, here we go” as he stumbled after Jungkook, his eyes just trying to not lose sight of the guy as he dragged him home.
He tried to imagine what Jungkook’s place looked like, but his brain couldn’t provide anything but a college dorm room which he knew was absurd, but Seokjin felt a little like he was back in college now. His kid, left at home with the babysitter, the guy of his dreams taking him back to his place. He figured everything at Jungkook’s was black, just like his wardrobe, and he knew the guy wasn’t as rich as him, but he didn’t care about that. He pictured Yoongi as a kid with lots of books and only a few toys, as he seemed to hold everything Seokjin ever offered him dear like he wasn’t used to gifts. But Seokjin could only come up with muddle images, half-formed pictures, incomplete thoughts.
Except the constant “Jungkook” thought running through his brain.
