deleted scene chapter 13: Jeongguk explaining to Hoseok and Taehyung what happened to his face
“What happened to your face?”
Taehyung asks.
Hoseok all but hurries out of the bedroom to come see.
Jeongguk touches his split lip, looks at the both of them. Before he can even muster a reply, Taehyung gasps.
“Oh my god you are dealing drugs!”
“I’m not dealing drugs.”
He laughs, shaking his head.
“Then what?”
Hoseok asks, coming closer to inspect his face, tilting his chin up to look at both sides. Jeongguk gently takes his hand off.
“You know the pictures that came out of Jimin?”
“Yeah. No one knew Mr. Park was his dad. He didn’t even tell me!”
Taehyung says, sounding slightly offended.
News got out this morning, clarifying there was nothing going on between Mr. Park and Jimin, that it was a private family moment that someone was trying to portray as something else. That the person responsible for spreading the pics has been identified and will face consequences.
“What does that have to do with your face though?”
Hoseok asks.
Jeongguk shrugs, small smile on his lips.
“I knew who spread the pics, so I tried getting proof. Which I got, but he did hit me in the face.”
“Wait you knew?”
Taehyung asks, sitting down on the edge of the couch, full attention on him.
“Yeah.. Uh.. Jimin told me some time ago. It was Sungho.”
Hoseok and Taehyung are both silent, looking at him like he’s still not making sense.
“Why and when does Jimin tell you stuff like that? You guys hate each other, I’ve never seen you together apart from training.”
Hoseok says sceptically.
“Well.. yeah..” Jeongguk rubs his neck, looks at Taehyung, afraid for some sort of scowl or remark about the time he kissed Jimin, but Taehyung just looks at him curiously.
“It was after training. Sangwoo and Sungho were picking a fight with Jimin so I walked up there to help.” He explains, not mentioning how he then stepped in the bus go to Jimin’s place. He’s told Taehyung that before anyway. “So after that Jimin told me about how Sungho threatened him with those pictures.”
“Wait so, Jimin told you it was his dad?”
Hoseok asks then.
Jeongguk casts a quick glance at Taehyung, feels a little guilty as he nods.
“Yeah, he didn’t want to tell me, but I happened to be there so he didn’t really have a choice.”
He knows it’s a little odd. Remembers finding it odd back then too, that Jimin told him stuff that Taehyung didn’t seem to know. But it was probably just the time and place, he’s sure Jimin wouldn’t have told him in any other situation.
“Anyway.. that’s what happened to my face.”
why it was deleted: It felt like Jeongguk didn't really want to tell this information, nor was it significant for Hoseok or Taehyung to know this happened except if they would get into the "why are you doing all that for Jimin" narrative, which I didn't want to get into yet. Also Jimin hadn't seen Jeongguk's split lip yet at this point, and I felt like that moment needed a type of "only we know what happened" tenderness to it
deleted scene chapter 16: Jimin bitch slaps Jeongguk
It’s not the classiest move, but when they’re in the changing rooms he pins Jimin against the lockers while the rest of the team is making a ruckus in the showers.
“What’s your problem?”
He asks.
Jimin looks at where he’s holding his shoulder, then into his eyes. He’s trying to keep a blank expression, but Jeongguk can see the slight twitch of his eyebrow.
“I told you to fuck off, why can’t you leave me alone?”
“Cause you’re acting like a fucking child. Stop ignoring me.”
Jimin looks from one eye to the other. And Jeongguk feels shivers run down his spine just from finally being close again. He wants to be even closer, like last time, he wants to feel that addictive feeling he gets when they touch.
“I told you, I’m not gonna wait for you to figure out what you want.”
Jimin says, trying to get away from his grip, but Jeongguk cages him in by leaning his other hand next to his head against the lockers.
“I want you to stop ignoring me. If I hurt your feelings get over it, spit in my face, hit me, I don’t care, anything but this.”
To be honest he hadn’t actually thought he’d get a bitch-slap to the face right after proposing it, but the slap echoes against the walls. His ear rings on the side Jimin slapped him, and his cheek stings a little with the pain. Jimin’s eyes darken, and he leans his head back against the lockers, tilting his chin up a bit.
A rush of heat runs down Jeongguk’s spine, his cock twitches in his volley shorts. Which is definitely not what’s supposed to happen when you’re being slapped in the face. His eyes widen at his own reaction, but he tries his best not to let his arousal show.
“Apologise.”
Jimin says.
Jeongguk swallows at the tone of voice, feeling like a dog with a tail between his legs when Jimin stares down at him like this. He touches his own cheek, feels it glow, a little perplexed still.
“A-apologise for what?”
Jimin slaps him again, hitting his other cheek this time. It’s less hard, but it still knocks the air out of Jeongguk’s lungs. Adrenaline rushes through his veins, along with twisted excitement, setting his body on fire. His cock hardens even more and he’s not sure why. He’s just panting, looking into Jimin’s sharp eyes.
There’s an inexplainable need driving him even closer. But when he leans in Jimin puts his hand on his chest to keep him at an arm length’s distance.
“Apologise.”
He demands again.
“For what?”
Jeongguk asks, eyes flickering down to Jimin’s lips once.
“For being a fucking dick.”
“A dick? I only said I lied and you started crying on me.”
Jimin laughs then, sounding extremely offended. Jeongguk can see the hurt in his eyes, even though he’s trying to look tough.
“If you don’t think you should apologise, then stay the fuck away from me. Go see a fucking therapist.”
Jeongguk gets pushed back with quite some force, and once again he watches Jimin walk away.
Maybe seeing Hye-sung isn’t such a bad idea..
Why it was deleted:
Jeongguk has been hit by his mother from a young age, and his girlfriend used to hit him too, so I felt like having someone he has really complicated feelings for hit him like this was kind of too much at this point in time. Granted, this scene is now altered to Jimin spitting in his face, but Jimin has spat in his face before and it has less of a charge than the actual slap.
deleted scene alternate chapter 16/17: loose draft/outline version Jimin and Jeongguk bickering in the tattoo parlour
Jm coming to the tattoo parlour like
“Yg I’d rather you do my tattoo cause jk thinks I’m in love with him if I let him touch me.”
Jk awkward again, a little angry.
Yg like, stop being dicks the both of you. Jk, you do his tattoo.
Jk like “my pleasure.”
Jm annoyed.
Jk tattooing jm’s hipbone, a little butterfly.
“Don’t think I’m falling in love with you cause you’re touching my hip with a tattoo gun.”
“Jimin, shut the fuck up.”
“What? Apparently a fucking look is enough to make you think I’m smitten with you.”
“I apologised.”
“So? I didn’t say I accepted it.”
That’s true.
Jk trying to go on in silence.
“You know, I thought you were over that. I thought you were getting better really with that stupid internalised homophobia.”
Jk ignoring.
“But you’re still just as bad as when I met you. Still trying to suck up to your mom and-“
“Shut up.”
“Still convinced that you’re somehow straight after all you’ve done with me.”
“Jimin, really-“
“Like honestly Jeon, you sucked my dick and liked it, you kissed me twice, you said you wanted to fuck me. What is not clicking in your fucking brain?”
Jk feeling his eyes tear up a bit.
“What’s wrong with you? I’m trying my fucking best. I’m working hard so I can pay for therapy, I go every week, I’m learning shit about myself that I’ve never known. I’m fucking trying. What else do you want from me?”
Jm a little speechless for a bit, still fire in his eyes.
“I want you to suck me off.”
“What?”
“As an apology. Don’t forget you left me hanging two times, I want you to suck my dick.”
Jk all what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck
“Or at least a fucking handjob.”
“.. now?”
“Now.”
In the fucking tattoo chair??
Jk all mouth agape,,, how did it get to this point?Why it was deleted:After the threesome in chapter 15, I wrote an entirely different chapter 16 ending and chapter 17 that I already published before here. Basically what happened is that Jeongguk was scared that look they shared during the threesome meant something and he accused Jimin of having feelings for him. Based on that, this tattoo parlour scene came about. At this point though, it felt like they couldn't make up in any sort of way, they could either bicker and have sex or go fully into a confession, which I didn't want to happen before the beach arc, so, eventually chapter 16 was altered and chapter 17 deleted, so this never saw the light of day haha.
Deleted scene alternate chapter 17: Jeongguk and Jimin hugging and then getting turned on “Thank you for this. I know it’s a bit awkward, but I appreciate it.”
Jimin says, his light voice vibrating so nicely against Jeongguk’s ear. He’s being way too kind, saying thank you’s and holding him and being vulnerable and Jeongguk can’t fucking handle it. His heart is beating out of his chest. It’s suffocating him.
He pats Jimin’s back a few times, clearing his throat.
“Yeah- yeah no problem. I probably- I should get going.”
Jimin snorts.
“What’s up with you, you only just realised we’re hugging?”
“No I- I just realised I have- I have an appointment-“
“Yeah?” Jimin asks, brushing his lips against his neck, which feels way too fucking good. “With your 15 wives?”
Jeongguk swallows, only now noticing what a fucking trap this is. He’s being pinned down on the couch, an entire Park Jimin on top of him, who’s biting his earlobe softly. He doesn’t know what it is about that touch, but it sets his entire body on fire.
“F-fuck- no I- I mean it I-“
Jimin licks over his neck, just to be a menace. And it works. Jeongguk gasps as he feels that hot tongue trace over his skin, grabs Jimin’s waist tightly in his hands, cock stiffening in his pants.
Jimin laughs breathily.
“Is it me, or are you really sensitive today?”
Yeah, if it wasn’t bad enough already, having a crush on Jimin just makes it even worse. He’s vibrating out of his skin. This is fucking bad, he needs to get out of here.
He just pushes Jimin up by his shoulders, sits up with him, but now Jimin is straddling him and looking at him curiously, like he wants to poke.
“I’ve got to leave. I have a- a date. With one of the girls.”
He lies, averting his gaze.
Jimin stares at him.
“Right. What’s her name?”
“Song Hye-sung.”
Sorry Hye-sung.
“Song Hye-sung..” Jimin repeats, still not making an effort to move off of him. The corner of his mouth lifts up in a little smirk.“Can you give her something for me?”
Jeongguk blinks, he wants to ask what exactly Jimin wants to give but before he can even open his mouth Jimin closes the distance.
Jeongguk’s eyes are wide open as Jimin just tilts his head and kisses him like he owns his mouth. Worse is, he kisses back automatically now, already familiar with Jimin’s lips, with the way he kisses, the way he licks over his lower lip.
Jeongguk watches Jimin’s closed eyes, he seems to enjoy it, eyebrows furrowing as his hands find Jeongguk’s hair again. And, as Jimin’s lips slot between his own so nicely, Jeongguk’s eyelids sink as well, breathing out a content sigh.
It’s way too good, just reminding Jeongguk once again that Jimin is better at anything, that he can kiss him and it turns his brain to mush in an instant.
Jimin tries to break the kiss, but Jeongguk hasn’t had his fill yet. He keeps leaning in, needing just a little more. Now that he knows Jimin doesn’t feel anything for him, he wants to hold on a little longer.
Jimin chuckles softly, managing to break the kiss anyway.
“You’re eager..”
Jeongguk bites the inside of his cheek, shrugs. His eyes drag down to Jimin’s lips.
“You have a good mouth.”
He admits softly, looking back up. Jimin gives him a sly grin.
“For a guy?”He pulls Jimin closer by his waist, lets one hand slide up to his chest, curious how it feels. His nipple piercing, that is. He’s been wanting to touch it ever since their threesome. When he caresses over it over the fabric of his shirt, Jimin gasps into his mouth, breaks the kiss just to look at him.
Jeongguk bites his lower lip, feels a little caught as he slowly rubs his thumb over the two buds, wishes he could just slip his hand under Jimin’s shirt. Jimin sucks in a sharp breath, as if he’s in pain, so he wants to retract his hand but Jimin shakes his head and grabs it, keeps it there.
“Go on.”
Fuck.
He should go home.
Instead he’s playing with Jimin’s nipple over the shirt, rubbing over it, listening to how Jimin starts to pant.
“You’ve been wanting to touch this, right?”Jimin asks, and Jeongguk just looks at him, not saying a word. “Saw you looking, during the threesome.”
Jeongguk bites on the inside of his cheek, looking at Jimin’s shirt, seeing his hard nipple peeking out a little.
Why is that sexy? A guy’s hard nipples showing through his shirt, Jeongguk didn’t think he’d have a thing for that. Nevertheless his mouth waters anyway, cock twitching against Jimin’s ass.
Jimin studies his face, and then he slowly reaches for the hem of his shirt. Jeongguk’s eyes widen in anticipation, and he almost nods encouragingly as Jimin takes it off.
Fuck.
Jeongguk’s eyes roam over Jimin’s bare chest. His ribcage tattoo, his dark nipple and that silver piercing, his abs, his v-line, and back up. Yeah, he can’t lie to himself now, it turns him on.
Jimin grabs his hand, puts it back on his chest, and Jeongguk touches his nipple piercing now, watching the silver buds glinting in the light, his nipple perked up between them. He licks his lips, playing with it slowly, cock hardening considerably.
Jimin moans breathily, let’s him play with it, arches into his touch. And then after half a minute, Jimin’s hands are grabbing the hem of Jeongguk’s shirt too.
Oh-oh.
This is.. this is not good.
Jeongguk feels nerves hit him suddenly, when Jimin gives him that look, as if asking for permission. He’s alone with Jimin.. touching him, and Jimin is trying to dress him out. This is bad.
He came here to ask why the fuck Jimin would tell Taehyung about everything, without giving him a heads up. What the fuck is he doing now?
Jimin looks a little flushed, still waiting for him to make a decision, but there’s the slightest caress of Jimin’s pinky across his abs and he just nods instantly, lifting his arms. Jimin takes off his shirt, throws it on the floor.
Okay.
They’re both.. shirtless.
That’s not too bad.
Though he’s breathing heavily, hard cock poking against Jimin’s ass. And Jimin’s probably noticed by now, but he’s only roaming his eyes over his torso, curiously.
“Can I touch?”
Jimin asks, making Jeongguk burn up. He nods again though, because it’s only fair.
Jimin touches over his abs first, and Jeongguk’s eyes follow the motion. He flexes for him a bit, mouth watering as Jimin’s hand moves up slowly. With any other girl touching him, he never really noticed. But Jimin touching him, he’s aware of every little thing; how soft his hand feels, how warm it is, his own heartbeat.
“God fuck..”
Jimin whispers, hand slowly moving to his chest, cupping his pec. He seems to really like it, his face looks so flushed, so pink. Jeongguk swallows, soft moan escaping his lips as Jimin rubs over his nipple.
that’s sensitive.
“Can I.. can I lick it?”
Jimin asks.
Jeongguk’s breath hitches. He’s never had Jimin asking him anything, Jimin always just takes whatever, whenever. So why.. is he asking for consent now? And why is it turning him on?
Jimin just looks at him with his half-lidded eyes, waiting so patiently, touching his nipple slowly, rubbing circles around it.
It’s a bad idea.
But one look at Jimin’s plump, soft lips and he finds himself nodding again.
“Yeah..”
Jimin’s eyes widen a little, just for a second, like he hadn’t thought he’d get permission, and then he eagerly leans in, licking over his nipple.
“A-ah..”
It’s so sensitive, and Jimin’s tongue is so hot against his skin.
Why the fuck is he allowing this? What the fuck is he doing?
“Fuck.. can I suck on it too?”
Jeongguk moans as an answer, hips bucking up slightly, body burning up.
This is going downhill.
“Is that a yes?”
Jimin asks, impatient.
“Yes.”
The second he says it, Jimin wraps his lips around his nipple and sucks on it. The sensation sends shivers down his spine, it tingles in a way he’s never experienced before, travels all the way down to his cock.
“F-fuck. That’s- fuck.”
He squirms a little, wanting to lean into it and back away at the same time. He’s a guy, it shouldn’t feel this good to have his nipple licked and sucked, yet it makes him moan and pant like nothing else.
“That- that feels weird.”
He says, making Jimin pop his lips off. They’re all pink and slick and-
“Tell me to stop, then.”
Jimin holds eye contact as he leans back in, darts his tongue out to lick over his nipple, and Jeongguk ascends.
He can’t open his mouth, and so Jimin just continues abusing his nipple, touching his chest, squeezing his pecs.
Jeongguk can’t ignore it, his hard cock pressing against Jimin’s ass, starting to leak precum as Jimin keeps sucking his nipple. Broken moans leave his lips and he bucks his hips up again.
This really is bad, he’s so turned on he can barely think.
Jimin moans softly, going from one to the other nipple, sucking it into his mouth without any warning, drawing little circles around it with his tongue.
Jeongguk’s hand suddenly has a mind of its own, traveling down Jimin’s body, to the waistband of his sweats. It surprises him as much as it surprises Jimin, who takes his mouth off to look at him.
“Do you want them off?”
Oh fuck.
They can’t go any further than this. Jeongguk just stares at him, alarms going off in his mind, yet he can’t bring himself to do anything about it.
“You take off yours too, then.”
Jimin says, moving off of him, sliding his sweats down and he’s- fuck. He’s naked. Jeongguk should have remembered from just minutes ago, that Jimin was going commando. He stares wide-eyed at Jimin’s hard cock.
Jimin doesn’t give him time though, pulls him to stand up and undoes his button and zipper quickly. Jeongguk is short of breath as Jimin pulls his pants and boxers down in one go, not giving him a chance to object.
God- this is really happening.
Oh fuck.
“Let’s- let’s go to my room- my bed.”
Jimin says, just as breathless, dragging Jeongguk by his wrist to the other room.
They’re.. they’re gonna fuck.
It’s gonna happen.
Jeongguk’s entire body alights as his eyes travel down to find Jimin’s perfectly round cheeks, and his cock twitches. Once they near the bed his instincts just take the best of him. He pushes Jimin down on his mattress, ragged breaths leaving his mouth as he forces his legs open with his own and presses their cocks together.
“F-fuck. Jeon-“
“I- I want to fuck you. Please.”
“I- I know.”
“Now.”Why it was deleted: Again, I eventually deleted this chapter entirely because it wasn't leading up to the beach arc, and I had a vision when I started writing SUPG that I wanted them to have their first time in a tent, so when they started doin all this I was like.... okay guys haha wrap it up? I did reuse the nipple play part of this one in the tent so you might recognise it hehe
Next time all deleted scenes will be from the beach arc til the end ❤️🔥