Dumbo | Jungkook (M)
ā summary:Ā you know what they say about boys with big nosesā¦
{or alternatively: jungkook has a big dick but he doesnāt know how to use it, but luckily youāre there to help.}
ā genre: humor/crack, smut ā warnings: they talk about dicks a lot (i.e. jungkook has a big dick), DICK MEASURING CONTESTS (aka jk gets his dick appraised⦠just boys beinā boys), explicit sexual content, semi-public exhibitionism,Ā handjobs, blowjobs, sub!jungkook, whining, light dirty talk, mild pain play, mutual masturbation, jungkook has piercings, accidental edging (youāll⦠understand), oc doesnāt have a gag reflex lol ā words: 17.2K ā a/n: @jincherie⦠you are my enabler and i will die on this hill only if you die on it with me. but of course i know you will die with me. because we only have one braincell and if either of us die, we both do. thank you for commissioning me to write this btw⦠even though i was already writing this so you just basically sent me money for free. ANYWAY⦠WORLD IS FUCK BUT I LOVE RHA!! ALSO JUNGKOOK HAS A BIG DICK!! EPIC!!
The club lights make it difficult for Jungkook to see anything. He doesnāt understand why club owners canāt just jack up the lighting for once; it isnāt like youāre going to be able to find a hook-up through echolocation or something. Though, judging by the way people seem to be groping their way through the masses, perhaps there really is no need for illumination anyway.
Jungkook normally hates this kind of scene. Drinking is all good and fun, especially when heās with his hyungs, but going to overly crowded places makes his skin crawl with anxiety. It takes almost three shots during pre-game for him to get anywhere near this kind of place and itās all thanks to Seokjin. That hyung thrives in these kinds of environments, like a clipped butterfly relearning how to fly.
āIām gonna get shit fucked wasted!ā Seokjin hollers, his arm looped carelessly around the only other person who hates being here as much as Jungkook does. He watches passively as Yoongi tries to bite a chunk off of Seokjinās hand, but despite his inebriation, their eldest hyung is able to dodge it quickly.
āNot before I kill you, then everyone else in this place, and then myself, first.ā Yoongi growls, nudging Seokjin off his smaller frame. If the world hadnāt been swaying underneath Jungkookās feet, he might have offered to help his small hyung do the deed. If thereās anyone who hates nightclubs more than Jungkook, itās Yoongi. Jungkook is frightened to know how Seokjin managed to convince Yoongi in the first place, and heād prefer not to find out what sort of terrible blackmail the elder must have under his sleeve to accomplish such an arduous feat.
Just as Yoongi is about to connect his steel-toed boot up Seokjinās freshly bleached asshole, Jimin returns from the bar with three glasses held precariously in each of his fists. Jungkook wonders yet again how this is possible due to the sheer tininess of Jiminās hands, but then again⦠What canāt Jimin do when it comes to alcohol?
āIām back! Here you go, Jungkookie,ā Jimin says, seamlessly handing Jungkook a glass of what he hopes is just a regular beer like he asked. Knowing Jimin, he probably ordered the strongest shit they have. He peers at it suspiciously, but it only takes half a sip for Jungkook to confirm his guess. He grimaces, nearly coughing out a lung at the strength of the poison running down his throat.
āThat tasted like fucking metal polish! What the fuck, Jimin?ā
āI know! Itās great isnāt it?ā Jimin smiles angelically, handing Yoongi one of the drinks. Yoongi looks at the swirling piss-yellow liquid as if it holds the secrets to the universe. It appears as if heās decided something when his eyes light up.
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