Am I a bad person if I want to fuck my friend’s dad? (Patreon)

Jeongguk is going insane.

He’s never understood anyone with a daddy kink, he never so much as looked at older guys, but from the very moment he met Chaewon’s dad, he’s been completely obsessed.

Jimin is so beautiful, not to mention charming, funny, and he clearly cares so much about his daughter. It’s like there’s a golden aura around him at all times, and Jeongguk has always been enchanted by treasure like that.

He’s always had to have the prize. Number 1 in everything. Medals, trophies, diplomas, he’s got them all, except Jimin.

It started with Jimin just joking around with him a bit. Jeongguk introduced himself, immediately wanted to take away any suspicion of him being Chaewon’s boyfriend, so he told Jimin he was gay.

Jimin had acted disappointed, shook his head and clicked his tongue. And for a second Jeongguk believed Jimin was homophobic, before he said: of course the one guy I would have approved to date my daughter is gay

Then it spiralled into something else, when Jimin tied his tie when he went to pick up Chaewon for a gala. He had waited outside when Jimin came to him with that gentle smile, and then poked at him that he should at least try to look the part, tie his tie right.

Jimin can be so playful and soft, but when he’s focused his eyes get mellow, and he pouts a little. Jeongguk was mesmerised but it, letting Jimin redo his tie, while he scanned over his beautiful features.

Jimin looks young, lively, vibrant. His skin glows, his eyes have a certain warmth, his dark hair always falls so gracefully over his forehead, parted at the side, a lock falling over his browbone, and when he smiles, god, Jeongguk gets all tingly.

“All done.”

Jeongguk had coughed awkwardly and mustered a thanks before taking Chaewon to the gala.

The last thing Jimin did to drive him insane was massaging his shoulders while he was studying with Chaewon at the dinner table.

It was one of those late night study sessions and he had been completely stiff from sitting there all day, constantly touching his own neck and shoulder to relieve some of the strain.

Chaewon had actually proposed for Jimin to help, said that he used to be a masseuse. Jeongguk, still dizzy from the last encounter, had tried to refuse, but Jimin insisted.

And so he had to sit there and endure Jimin’s hands on him. And for how soft-spoken he is, and how small his hands are, they definitely don’t lack skill. Jeongguk had just sat there, biting his lower lip to not make any sounds, enjoying every second.

So yeah. Ever since then he’s just been obsessed. He can’t get Jimin out of his head.

When he gets to Jin’s house, it only takes him a couple of beer before he just throws it out in the open.

“Am I a bad person if I want to fuck my friend’s dad?”