It is not tteokbokki. It is your tteokbokki that turns me on (Patreon)

“It is not tteokbokki. It is your tteokbokki that turns me on.”

Jimin says as he takes a bite, but right after, he notices his wording, and his eyes widen.

Jeongguk looks at him, one eyebrow raising.

“… turns you on?”

Fuck, he did just say that. Jimin struggles to swallow his bite and then quickly shakes his hand in dismissal.

“I- I mean like, yours specifically is the best. Like-“

“You just said it turns you on.”

“That was- that was figure of speech I mean like, it’s really good-“

“Really good hm?”

Jeongguk asks, tone suggestive. He’s being a brat, and Jimin turns into a flustered mess in seconds.

“Stop, you know what I mean. It doesn’t like- it doesn’t physically turn me on it’s just the taste of your tteokbokki is good.”

“Yeah? you like the taste of my tteokbokki?”

Jeongguk continues, quirking a brow, and smirking this time.

Jimin groans at the double entendre and hides his face behind his hands.

“Stoooooop. You know I didn’t mean it like that.”

“So what did you mean? You don’t get hard from eating my tteokbokki?”

Jeongguk winks at him, and Jimin can’t handle it.

“I swear to god I’m gonna throw my tteokbokki in your face.”

“Mmh, I’ll gladly eat your tteokbokki too, if that’s what you mean.”

Jimin can’t even say anything to that because even though he initially wasn’t turned on, the weird double entendres have actually managed to get him going. And he’d rather choke on another rice cake before letting Jeongguk notice.