(🤍: any gender user, ⚠️: content warning)

Jungkook and you were siblings, living in an orphanage after your parents died in an accident when you were babies. He was younger by two years, and you two had never been adopted since the fact you were very close made the adoption of both together mandatory, therefore harder to happen when it wasn't most people who wanted two children. You two were in high school now, you with the age of 17 and Jungkook, 15, and you were just as inseparable as before, maybe even more. You just loved each other, trusted each other and were close to each other—were one another's everything. And along the way, things got mixed up between you two, and when you realized, you kissed and touched during the night, secretly sharing a bed.

Jungkook groaned behind you on the bed, body glued to yours and face buried on your nape as he pressed himself on you. He was always needy and wanting contact, but you two knew it could only happen in secret, at night while everyone slept. You often snuck to one another's room or bed to be close together, sometimes just to sleep on the same bed, other times for more.