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After a fun-packed summer of travelling from Beijing to Moscow and so many other places Jungkook was at his final stop, New York. He'd had such great experiences and had met amazing friends along the way but it was finally time for him to make his way back home to Seoul to start a new semester at his University. He was a photography major so he took plenty of photos for his portfolio during his travels in hopes that he’d be able to use them to bump his grades up a little.
It was crazy to him just how fast the past few months had went by and now he was stood in the airport waiting for his flight to be announced, not paying too much attention, and apparently neither was the handsome stranger in front of him because the next thing he knew he was on the floor with his hand luggage beside him and his clothes were soaked in coffee, his white top completely stained and see through.
“I'm so sorry,” the stranger spoke softly and kind of panicked, although sincerity was still audible in his voice, he took out some tissues from his pocket and began to pat down on his clothes to absorb as much of the sticky drink from his clothes, and under any other circumstances Jungkook would've been more than happy to have some hot guy's hands all over him but right now he honestly wanted nothing more than to get on the plane and go to sleep, he had an awful hangover from spending the last night of his break partying with some of his new friends.
He let out a deep sigh and proceeded to tell the stranger, “Get your hands off me, please, I can clean myself up,” he then picked up his luggage and made his way to a washroom before returning to board his plane, as he heard the announcement over the speakers that it would be boarding for departure any moment now.
——♡ ——
As he began looking for his seat he was met with a familiar face, the same stranger from earlier, the one who had spilled coffee all over him, and then he realised that he was sat in the seat next to his.
When their eyes met his face dropped and he grew scared as Jungkook approached him. The younger placed his hand luggage in the overhead locker then took his seat next to him, glancing at him from the side and realising that his expression had changed.
“Listen dude,” he began, trying to sound as calm and genuine as possible, “I'm not mad, I swear, I'm sorry for how I talked to you earlier I just have a terrible hangover and I was kinda freaked out by a stranger putting his hands all over me, plus you completely ruined my shirt and I only bought it a few days ago!”
The man chuckled before responding, “Are you sure you're not mad? And I'm sorry about the shirt, like I said earlier…” he paused, considering his next few words, “I can give you the money back for it if you want?”
Jungkook simply shook his head, “It's fine I swear, plus we're sat next to each other for the next fifteen hours so it'd be kinda shitty for the both of us if I spent this whole time mad at you, besides I don't hold grudges, it's childish.”
His final statement caused the other to raise his eyebrow, then he went on to ask, “Oh, really? And how old are you?” if he was being honest Jungkook didn't look like he could be any older than his late teens to early twenties, but the boy was rather intriguing to him regardless.
And he was right, as Jungkook responded, “I'm nineteen, twenty in a few weeks actually, how old are you ?”
“I'm twenty-five, oh and the name’s Kim Namjoon by the way, but my friends just call me Joon,” he said, and he finally relaxed in his seat a little and offered out his hand to the younger to shake.
Jungkook gladly took his hand, sharing his name with him too, “Nice to meet you Namjoon, I'm Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook.”
A pretty name for an even prettier boy, Namjoon thought to himself.
——♡——
A few hours had passed, they made slight conversation here and there but overall very few words were shared between them, that was until Jungkook had decided he was bored, and so he ordered himself a bottle of wine, causing the older to look at him with a somewhat judgmental expression on his face before continuing to ignore Jungkook.
When the flight attendant had returned with his drink she had two glasses, Jungkook took one for himself then placed the other in front of Namjoon and took the bottle, thanking her. He looked down at the glass then trailed his eyes up to Jungkook's own, “I don't drink, plus I thought you said you were hungover?”
The younger just giggled, “I am hungover, that's why I only went for wine duh! And what do you mean you don't drink? Come on one glass won't hurt, and I wanna play never have I ever.”
Namjoon reluctantly reached out for his glass, then tilted it over to Jungkook for him to fill it, “Woah, easy bun, that's enough.” he exclaimed as it almost spilled over the top.
Jungkook giggled at the name and at how Namjoon had reworded the saying to be more fitting for him, “Okay, you start!” he chimed with a cute grin on his face.
Namjoon sat in thought for a moment, “Uhh, never have I ever broken a bone.” Neither of them drank.
“Come on! That was so boring, ask something juicier.” the younger one protested.
“Like what?” Namjoon spat.
“Like… Never have I ever had a threesome?” he asked.
Both hesitated for a moment however only Namjoon drank, earning him a smirk from Jungkook, “Woah maybe you're not so lame after all.” there was no malice to it, he was just joking and Namjoon knew it but he wanted to get back at him.
“Says the one who didn't drink,” he teased.
Jungkook rolled his eyes, “Well duh, that's the whole point.”
“Alright, never have I ever done anal?” he asked, but then realised he'd have to drink too.
Before he could even raise his glass to his mouth Jungkook asked, “Given or received?”
Oh. Maybe Namjoon wouldn't have to drink after all.
“Received.”
He hesitated for a moment but sipped nonetheless, side-eyeing Namjoon as he drank way more than he needed to, he finished the contents of his glass and poured another, hoping that this wouldn't make things awkward.
It did quite the opposite.
——♡——
Many rounds of the game later, both of them were tipsy, most of the questions being sex related.
It was Jungkook’s turn to ask, “Never have I ever joined the mile high club?” His tone was somewhat sultry at this point, the alcohol having a blatant effect on him.
This caused Namjoon to choke, not expecting that. Surprisingly this time neither of them drank, this was a first.
Whether it was the alcohol in his system or the overall atmosphere between them, something caused Jungkook to get brave, asking, “Do you… do you maybe want to?”
Namjoon’s eyes widened for a moment, although it was clear Jungkook liked boys, Namjoon hadn't given it away that he also did, however he was not passing up this opportunity to sleep with such a pretty person, besides they'd never have to see each other again.
He pondered on his thoughts for a moment, but then nodded.
“I need to hear your words, we're only doing this if you're sure you want to.”
Namjoon replied with a simple, “Yes, I want to.” which satisfied Jungkook apparently, because the next thing he did was get up from his seat and walk- or rather stumble- down the aisle towards the bathroom, trying his best not to fall over as he made his way there.
——♡——
Namjoon waited a few minutes after Jungkook had left as to not look too suspicious, then followed, finding him sitting on the toilet waiting patiently. He turned around and locked the door behind them.
“What took you so longgg?” he whined, his neediness beginning to show.
The older found him cute, “Baby I didn't want us to look too suspicious.”
Baby. The pet name made Jungkook feel fuzzy inside and he didn't know why. It was just the wine… He thought, however neither of them were drunk, only tipsy.
Suddenly, Jungkook stood up, pushing Namjoon into the door behind him. He then peppered gentle kisses along his neck, Namjoon sighing breathily as he did so, until he reached his jaw. He placed gentle pecks across his jawline and then another, just as gentle kiss on his plump lips.
It was sweet, innocent at first, but it grew hungrier within seconds, becoming messy as Jungkook pushed his tongue into the older’s mouth, causing him to do the same back. Their hands began to wander across each other's bodies, and when Jungkook’s reached down to Namjoon’s crotch and he began to rub the older snapped out of his horny haze and he realised where they were.
“Baby-” he moaned, trying to string a sentence together, “we need to hurry up before somebody needs the toilet.”
Jungkook whined at that but he knew he was right, “Do you have lube?”
Namjoon shook his head.
“A condom?”
Another shake.
“Fuck,” Jungkook muttered, “Are you clean?”
“Yeah,” Namjoon began to turn a subtle shade of red, “It's been a while since I got laid, are you?”
“Last time I checked I was but I've slept around since then, we used protection every time but it's your call honestly…” he replied, he hoped Namjoon wouldn't care, he grew harder in his own pants and the feeling of his hips rubbing against Namjoon’s was heavenly, he needed more, but he would feel awful if anything happened and it was his fault.
And usually Namjoon would care, but luckily for Jungkook, a good fuck was just what Namjoon needed, and the thrill of doing it 30,000 feet in the air only made him hornier, so any reasonable thought that would usually be in his brain was now completely covered by a cloud of arousal.
He reconnected their lips and slowly brought his hands down to Jungkook’s ass, groping it at first and then tugging at his sweatpants until they were around his ankles, leaving Jungkook in just his boxers and a t-shirt.
His hands found their way under the material of Jungkook’s boxers, his ass felt so plump and soft, Namjoon wanted nothing more than to spread his cheeks and taste him. So he did.
He tugged them off swiftly then spun Jungkook around, getting on his knees and spreading both of his cheeks with his hands.
“Can you hold yourself open for me, wanna eat you out, make you cum from my tongue.”
Jungkook just wanted to be filled, he hadn't seen him yet but from what he'd managed to feel and from Namjoon’s overall size he had a sneaking suspicion that Namjoon was big.
“I thought you wanted us to be quick?” he teased, but reached his hands behind himself to spread himself open anyway.
Namjoon gasped at the sight of Jungkook's pink hole, it was so tight, he couldn't wait to ruin him.
“Fuck everyone else.” he truly didn't care, he just wanted Jungkook's tight little hole wrapped around him, wanted to know what he tasted like.
“No, fuck me, now.” Jungkook whined, being needy once again.
Namjoon didn't leave him waiting, he leant in and licked a stripe along his crack, then swirled his tongue around his hole. It wasn't the most pleasant taste, but honestly given that they'd been sweating on a plane for the last five or so hours it wasn't awful, he’d had worse.
He continued swirling his tongue around his hole, little moans escaping Jungkook's mouth as he did so, then he dipped his tongue in, feeling his muscle clench around him.
Jungkook was completely hard now, and Namjoon noticed this, wrapping his larger hand around his cock and stroking along the length, he wasn't as big as Namjoon was but he was certainly not small either.
Namjoon was completely indulged in Jungkook’s ass, fucking him on his tongue and he felt Jungkook's muscle spasm, his cock twitching too, signalling that he was close, but before he could come there was a knock at the door.
“Hurry up,” a husky voice spoke, “you've been half an hour, others have to go!” they sounded angry.
The older male pulled away, Jungkook almost cried at the sudden lack of touch he felt, but it was only to say, “Give me five minutes, then the bathroom’s all yours.”
He quickly returned, lapping at Jungkook’s hole and stroking his cock at a quicker pace, the boy's muscles began to spasm again and his thoughts became foggy, whispering a chant of, “Fuck that feels so good, Joonie, keep going, faster- fuck, I'm gonna come.”
Namjoon increased his speed as the younger had requested and he soon came into Namjoon’s hand, moaning and shaking as he did.
They were silent for a moment but Namjoon quickly rinsed away the cum from his hand and pulled up Jungkook's pants, frustrated that he never got to find his own release, but also satisfied with how well he ate Jungkook's ass, unlike his other hookups, he’d be hard to forget.
Once they were cleaned up and looked somewhat less disheveled they left the restroom together, garnering them a few looks from fellow passengers who had probably heard them, they hardly tried to keep the noise down, but neither seemed to care.
Namjoon sat in his seat next to the window first, then Jungkook sat beside him in his.
“You okay?” he asked, noticing how the younger still wore a fucked out expression.
“Yeah… m just sleepy.” he said softly.
He sat and thought for a moment but lifted the arm rest between them, allowing for the younger to rest his head on his shoulder and gesturing that he should, “Sleep then, we've still got over half the journey to go.”
——♡——
As the plane began to lower, preparing for its landing they were met with some turbulence, causing Jungkook to wake up, he felt something heavy resting on his head, realising it was Namjoon’s own head, he'd fell asleep too, he looked peaceful, Jungkook would even go as far as describing him as cute, and he couldn't resist snapping a photo of him as he slept, the quality wasn't the best since it was only on his phone, plug it was kinda creepy, he knew, but he was so endeared by the sight that he couldn't help himself, a final photo to complete his travels as they were about to end.
The sound of the photo being taken caused Namjoon to wake up too, and soon enough they were back on the ground.
They both exited the plane and waited at the luggage collection point together, Namjoon’s luggage was first off the conveyor belt and was soon followed by Jungkook's, and although neither of them said it, both of them were reluctant to part ways, they could tell that the other felt the same too.
But Jungkook just broke the silence, he decided to be brave once more, this time without the aid of alcohol, he had sobered up long ago, “I don't know if this is gonna come off as creepy, but can I get your number, I do owe you a favour after earlier.” he smirked subtly.
Namjoon wanted to give him his number, but this was probably just a casual hookup to Jungkook, he probably just wanted to complete the favour and go, and Namjoon wasn't after that kind of thing anymore, but he didn't want to out right reject the boy either, he'd enjoyed his time with him, so he spoke, “I don't know why, but I have a feeling this won't be our last encounter, how about we let fate decide again, if we bump into each other a third time I'll give you my number then, I promise, yeah?” and he wasn't completely lying when he said this.
Jungkook's pretty smile dropped, and Namjoon noticed, his heart stung a little knowing it was his fault, but it soon returned, slightly forced this time, however Jungkook was a big boy and wasn't going to let this man he'd known for less than a day break his heart already, so he took it on the chin, leant in to whisper a gentle, “Yeah… you promise, right...” and he closed the gap between them, pressing a gentle peck on his lips and then running off to where the taxis were situated.
Little did either of them know that Namjoon’s feeling was right.
——♡——
It was the next day, the first day of the new semester and Jungkook had woken up late already.
Fuck. He thought to himself, he could still make it to class on time if he hurried and skipped breakfast, but nothing came between him and his food, so he stopped off at a little café on the way, grabbing a bite and then making his way to class, fortunately he was only a few minutes late and his teacher should have still been taking roll call.
Jungkook entered the classroom, ready to apologise to his teacher for being late on the first day, to try and fabricate some excuse on the spot, however when he saw who his teacher was he stopped and froze like a deer in headlights.
His teacher, however, hadn't bothered to look up from his computer as he continued to take roll call, “Han Jisung,”
“Here sir.”
“Jeon Heejin.”
“Present.”
But when he got to the next name he paused for a second, he'd heard it somewhere before, but surely not, right..?
“Jeon Jungkook,” he finally spoke, his voice breaking ever so slightly as he did, and he finally looked up from his computer, scanning the room until his eyes landed on him, the boy he'd almost fucked on the plane was his student.
They were both fucked.