📖 AU: THE KIM TWINS’ SECRET

Setting: Senior High School, Elite Private Academy

Dynamic: Kim V & Kim Taehyung \= identical twins, both dominant tops

Jeon Jungkook \= bottom, outgoing, orphaned, loved and spoiled by both

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...CHAPTER 1...

...MORE THAN FRIENDS...

...By:Com3tomomm¥...

Everyone in the academy knew the Kim twins. Kim V and Kim Taehyung — identical in face but different in aura, sons of one of the most powerful business families in the country. V was calm, sharp, and carried a quiet authority that made people step aside when he walked by. Taehyung was warmer, more playful, but just as commanding when he wanted to be. They were the center of attention wherever they went, admired, feared, and always surrounded by people trying to get close.

And then there was Jeon Jungkook.

To the rest of the world, he was just their childhood best friend. The boy they’d picked up from the orphanage years ago, the one who always laughed the loudest, talked the most, and never seemed intimidated by anyone. He was friendly with everyone — always smiling, joking, helping others, and that made him even more popular. People saw him as the twins’ equal, their closest companion, but nothing more.

No one knew the truth.

Lunch Break – School Cafeteria

Jungkook was leaning against the table, talking animatedly with a group of classmates, his voice bright and loud as usual. He laughed at something someone said, head tilted back, completely at ease.

From across the room, V and Taehyung watched him.

“Look at him,” Taehyung murmured, swirling his juice. “Smiling like that… everyone’s looking.”

V’s jaw tightened slightly, though his expression remained calm. “They can look. But they better not touch.”

Taehyung chuckled softly, leaning his chin on his hand. “Relax. He knows who he belongs to. Even if he acts like he’s just one of the guys.”

When the bell rang for the end of break, Jungkook waved goodbye to his friends and immediately made his way over to them, grinning widely.

“Hey, you two! Did you see the new transfer student? She kept staring at you both — I swear, if looks could burn—”

V stood up, slinging an arm casually over Jungkook’s shoulder, but his grip was firm, possessive. “Enough about her. We’re going home early. Study session.”

Jungkook blinked, but didn’t argue. He knew what “study session” really meant. “Fine, fine. But I’m hungry — I want that strawberry cake from the bakery downtown.”

Taehyung smiled, reaching out to ruffle his hair. “Anything you want. You know that.”

The Kim Residence – Late Afternoon

The huge house was empty — their parents were away on business, the staff given the day off. The moment the front door clicked shut, the atmosphere shifted completely.

No more careful smiles. No more pretending to be just friends.

V pressed Jungkook gently but firmly against the wall, his dark eyes intense. “You were being very friendly today, Jungkook.”

Jungkook laughed, tilting his head up, not the least bit shy. “What? I’m always friendly. You know that.”

“Too friendly,” Taehyung said from behind, his hands sliding around Jungkook’s waist, pulling him back against his chest. “Do you like it when others look at you like that? Like they could have you?”

Jungkook’s grin softened into something warmer, more knowing. He reached back to tangle his fingers in Taehyung’s hair, while his other hand rested on V’s chest. “They can look. But they can’t touch. Only you two get to do that.”

V leaned in, his lips brushing lightly against Jungkook’s jaw, sending a shiver down his spine. “That’s right. You’re ours. We share everything — our name, our family, our lives… and you.”

“And we give you everything,” Taehyung added, his voice lower, softer but just as firm. “Whatever you ask for. Whatever you need. Just say the word.”

Jungkook hummed, closing his eyes for a moment as their touches grew bolder — V’s hands roaming over his sides, Taehyung’s lips pressing kisses along his neck. He wasn’t shy, never had been; he knew exactly what he had with them, and he loved every second of it.

“Then…” he said, breathless but still smiling, “maybe I want both of you today.”

V chuckled, a low, rough sound, as he lifted Jungkook easily into his arms. “Ask and you shall receive. But remember — we don’t go easy on you when we’re alone.”

Taehyung followed as V carried him toward the bedroom, his hand resting possessively on Jungkook’s thigh. “And you like it that way, don’t you?”

Jungkook laughed, wrapping his arms around V’s neck. “You know I do.”

Behind closed doors, the rules changed. The polite, untouchable Kim twins and their cheerful best friend became something else entirely — two who adored and claimed, and one who belonged completely, loud and happy and never wanting anything else.

End of Chapter 1

...CHAPTER 2...

...NO MORE PRETENDING...

...By: Com3tomomm¥...

The large bedroom was dimly lit, only the soft glow of the setting sun filtering through the heavy curtains, painting the room in warm amber hues. The air was already thick and charged, carrying the quiet promise of what was to come. V set Jungkook down gently in the center of the large bed, stepping back just enough to look at him, while Taehyung closed and locked the door with a soft, definitive click.

The sound echoed slightly, and with it, every last trace of their public personas vanished. There was no more calm, polite heir, no more playful, approachable twin — only two pairs of dark, hungry eyes fixed entirely on the boy between them.

Jungkook didn’t shrink away. He sat back on his elbows, a lazy, knowing smile playing on his lips, his chest rising and falling a little faster already. He knew exactly how this went; after years of being with them, he was no stranger to the way they looked at him when there was no one else around — like he was something precious they wanted to devour completely.

“You’re staring,” Jungkook teased, his voice smooth and unhurried. “Like you haven’t seen me like this a hundred times before.”

V chuckled low in his throat, the sound rough and warm as he stepped closer to the bed, his movements slow and deliberate. “We can look as much as we want. You’re ours to look at. Ours to touch.”

Taehyung came around to the other side, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from Jungkook’s forehead, his touch light but sending a shiver down Jungkook’s spine. “And you act like you don’t love it when we do.”

Before Jungkook could reply, V leaned down, catching his lips in a kiss that was nothing like the soft pecks they might steal in hidden corners. It was deep, demanding, claiming — swallowing the breath right out of Jungkook’s lungs. V’s hand came to rest firmly on his waist, pulling him closer until their chests were pressed together, his tongue slipping past Jungkook’s parted lips to explore thoroughly, making Jungkook’s fingers immediately curl into the fabric of V’s uniform shirt.

While V occupied his mouth, Taehyung didn’t stay idle. He leaned in from the side, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of Jungkook’s neck, nipping gently at the pulse point that was already beating fast. His hands wandered slowly, sliding under the hem of Jungkook’s shirt, his palms warm against the smooth skin of his sides, making Jungkook gasp softly into the kiss.

“See?” Taehyung murmured against his skin, his voice thick with desire. “Already reacting so nicely for us. Even when you act all tough and loud in school, you turn into this as soon as we touch you.”

Jungkook pulled back from V’s kiss just enough to catch his breath, his lips swollen and red, his eyes glistening with a mix of amusement and want. “I don’t turn into anything. I just know who I belong to.”

V smiled, a sharp, satisfied expression, as his fingers began to work at the buttons of Jungkook’s shirt, popping them open one by one with steady, practiced ease. “Good. Then you know what comes next.”

In moments, the shirt was discarded, leaving Jungkook bare from the waist up. V’s gaze raked over him, dark and appreciative, before he leaned down to press open-mouthed kisses along his collarbone, marking the skin just enough to leave faint, pink reminders that would be hidden by his uniform tomorrow. Taehyung followed suit, his hands tracing slow, teasing paths down Jungkook’s abdomen, making him squirm slightly under their combined attention.

“Relax,” V murmured, his breath warm against Jungkook’s skin. “We’re not going anywhere. We have all night.”

“And we’re going to take our time,” Taehyung added, his fingers hooking into the waistband of Jungkook’s trousers, tugging them down slowly along with his underwear until they were discarded onto the floor, leaving Jungkook completely exposed.

Jungkook let out a soft, shaky breath, but he didn’t try to cover himself. Instead, he leaned back further against the pillows, spreading his legs slightly in silent invitation, his confidence never wavering even as his cheeks flushed a deep, pretty pink. He knew what they wanted, and he wanted it just as badly — the way they both looked at him like he was the only thing in the world that mattered, the way they touched him like he was something to be cherished but also thoroughly claimed.

V and Taehyung exchanged a brief, knowing look — they were used to moving in sync, always knowing exactly what the other was thinking. V moved lower, settling between Jungkook’s legs, while Taehyung stayed above, leaning down to capture his lips again, swallowing any sounds that might escape.

The sensations were overwhelming in the best way possible — V’s hands holding his thighs apart firmly but gently, his mouth working in ways that made Jungkook’s back arch off the bed, his fingers tangling harshly into the sheets. Taehyung kissed him deeply, his hands roaming over his chest, pinching and teasing at sensitive peaks, drawing soft, breathless moans from Jungkook’s throat that were muffled against Taehyung’s lips.

“Fuck — ah — Taehyung… V…” Jungkook gasped, his voice breaking slightly, all his earlier teasing tone replaced by pure, heated pleasure.

Taehyung pulled back just enough to look down at him, his eyes dark and gleaming, his own breathing already uneven. “That’s it. Let us hear you. No one’s here to listen. Only us.”

When V finally sat back up, his lips glistening, Jungkook was already trembling slightly, his skin flushed all over, his eyes half-lidded and pleading. He reached out, his hands grabbing at the twins’ shirts, pulling them closer, wanting to feel their skin against his.

“Off,” Jungkook breathed out, his voice rough with need. “Take them off. I want to feel you.”

V didn’t need to be told twice. In quick, fluid movements, both he and Taehyung shed their remaining clothes, leaving them just as bare as Jungkook. The sight made Jungkook’s breath catch — he’d seen them countless times, but it never failed to send a jolt of heat straight through him. They were similar, yet different in their own ways, and both were looking at him with such intense hunger that it made his head spin.

V shifted forward, positioning himself properly, while Taehyung moved behind Jungkook, pressing his chest against his back, wrapping one arm securely around his waist to hold him steady. He pressed soft kisses along the side of Jungkook’s neck and shoulder, whispering low promises against his skin.

“Relax for us,” Taehyung murmured, his hand resting over Jungkook’s, lacing their fingers together. “We’ve got you. Just breathe.”

V leaned in, his forehead resting against Jungkook’s for a moment, his gaze searching. “Still okay?”

Jungkook nodded immediately, his eyes clear and bright even through the haze of desire. “More than okay. Stop talking and just… move.”

V chuckled softly, the sound warm and rough, before he began to move slowly, giving Jungkook time to adjust, his touch firm and reassuring. Taehyung held him close, pressing kisses to his skin, his free hand wandering to stroke and soothe, making the stretch easier, turning the sensation from sharp into something deep and overwhelming.

Once Jungkook had relaxed completely, V set a steady, deep rhythm, pulling soft, broken sounds from Jungkook’s lips. Taehyung matched the pace, his own movements careful but sure, surrounding Jungkook completely — one in front, one behind, holding him, touching him, kissing him from every angle until there was no part of him that wasn’t being felt, no thought in his head that wasn’t filled entirely with them.

It was intense, the feeling of being filled and held by both of them at once, completely surrounded by their warmth and their presence. V’s hands gripped his hips firmly, guiding him to meet each thrust, while Taehyung’s lips found his, swallowing his moans, his tongue tangling with his. The bed creaked softly in the quiet room, mixing with the sound of their breathing and the soft, wet sounds of pleasure, creating a rhythm that felt like it would go on forever.

“You feel so good,” V groaned, his voice strained with effort and pleasure, his eyes fixed on where they were joined. “So perfect for us. Always so good for us.”

“Ours,” Taehyung whispered against his ear, his voice thick and possessive. “All ours. No one else gets to have you like this. No one else gets to see you like this.”

Jungkook could only nod, his head falling back against Taehyung’s shoulder, his fingers gripping tightly onto V’s arms. The pleasure built steadily, coiling tight and hot in his stomach, making his legs tremble and his vision blur at the edges. He felt so full, so loved, so completely claimed that it made his heart race almost as fast as his body.

“V… Tae… I’m—” he gasped out, his voice breaking.

“We know,” V said, his movements becoming faster, deeper, more urgent. “Let go. We’ve got you. Come for us, baby.”

With a final, deep thrust, the tension snapped. Jungkook cried out, his body arching off the bed, his hands scrambling for something to hold onto as pleasure washed over him in strong, overwhelming waves. V followed soon after, his movements growing uneven before he stilled completely, while Taehyung held him through it all, pressing soft, soothing kisses to his sweat-slicked skin until the trembling slowly subsided.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room was their heavy, ragged breathing. V carefully pulled away, lying down beside Jungkook, while Taehyung stayed curled around his back, neither of them letting go for even a second.

Jungkook felt boneless, warm, and completely satisfied, his eyes fluttering shut as he rested between them, his chest rising and falling slowly. V brushed a damp strand of hair away from his forehead, his touch now gentle and soft, a stark contrast to the intensity from moments before.

“Tired?” V asked quietly, a faint, fond smile on his face.

Jungkook let out a breathless laugh, turning his head slightly to look at him, his voice still rough but back to its usual playful tone. “A little. But don’t think I’m done with you two yet.”

Taehyung chuckled against his shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to his skin. “We wouldn’t expect you to be. We have all night, remember? And tomorrow… we’ll have to pretend to be just friends again. But for now… you’re ours. Completely.”

V leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Jungkook’s lips, slow and sweet this time. “Rest a little. Then we’ll go again. Just like you like it.”

Wrapped in the warmth of both twins, surrounded by the quiet certainty that he belonged exactly where he was, Jungkook smiled, letting his eyes close as he settled in. It was their secret, their world — and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

End of Chapter 2

...CHAPTER 3...

...ATTENTION AND BOUNDARIES...

...By: Com3tommo¥...

The morning sun streamed through the tall windows of the Kim family dining room, catching the glint of silverware and the steam rising from the breakfast table. The atmosphere was calm, but there was a lingering warmth in the air — a quiet reminder of everything that had happened the night before.

Jungkook sat between V and Taehyung, looking perfectly put-together in his school uniform, though if you looked closely, you could see the faint marks peeking out just above the collar of his shirt, carefully covered but still there. He was eating his toast and chatting as usual, bright and lively, but the twins kept glancing at him from time to time — their gazes softer than usual, filled with a quiet satisfaction.

“You’re quiet this morning,” Jungkook said, taking a sip of milk. “Still thinking about what I said yesterday? About the new student?”

V set down his cup, his expression shifting from relaxed to sharp, his eyes narrowing slightly. “I haven’t forgotten. You said she was staring.”

Taehyung chuckled, but there was no real amusement in it. “People stare at us all the time. It’s nothing new. But if she’s bold enough to try and get close… well, we’ll see.”

Jungkook shrugged, leaning back in his chair. “I’m just saying. She looked like she had plans. And she’s not the type to give up easily, from what I saw.”

V’s jaw tightened. “Let her try. They all know we don’t give anyone special attention. Not anymore.”

The words were clear — a reminder that their hearts and time were already taken, even if no one else knew it.

At School — Morning Assembly

The academy’s grand hall was filled with students, all standing in neat rows. The Kim twins stood near the front, as always — drawing eyes from almost everyone in the room. And just as Jungkook had predicted, the new transfer student, Park Soo-jin, was standing not too far away, her gaze fixed firmly on V and Taehyung, a confident, determined smile on her face.

When the assembly ended, students began to disperse. Soo-jin didn’t waste any time. She walked straight toward the twins, her steps sure and graceful, stopping right in front of them before Jungkook could even say anything.

“Good morning,” she said, her voice sweet and clear, smiling brightly. “I’m Park Soo-jin. I transferred here yesterday. I’ve heard so much about you both — it’s nice to finally meet you properly.”

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, his expression polite but distant. “Good morning. Welcome to the school.”

V simply nodded, his face unreadable, giving nothing away.

Soo-jin didn’t seem put off by their coolness. She turned her eyes to Jungkook, who was standing beside them with his hands in his pockets, watching the scene unfold with an amused look. “And you must be their friend, Jeon Jungkook? I’ve heard about you too.”

“Just Jungkook is fine,” he said casually, smiling back but keeping his distance.

Soo-jin’s attention quickly returned to the twins. “I was wondering — since I’m new here, would you mind showing me around the campus later? I’d hate to get lost.”

Before either of them could answer, Jungkook spoke up, his tone light but firm. “Actually, I was just about to show her around. I know the place better than anyone.”

Soo-jin’s smile faltered slightly, but she recovered quickly. “Oh, that’s okay. I’d prefer to hear from them directly, since they’re… well, everyone knows them.”

V’s eyes sharpened, and he took a small step forward, placing his hand casually but deliberately on Jungkook’s shoulder — a gesture that looked friendly to outsiders, but held a clear, possessive message. “Jungkook is right. He knows this school better than we do. He can show you everything you need to see.”

Taehyung stood on Jungkook’s other side, mirroring V’s action, resting his hand lightly on Jungkook’s upper arm. “Besides, we have student council duties this morning. We’re busy.”

The way they stood — one on each side of Jungkook, their bodies angled slightly toward him, their hands resting on him like it was the most natural thing in the world — was subtle, but anyone paying close attention could feel the boundary being drawn. We are not available. And this one is ours.

Soo-jin’s smile tightened, but she didn’t back down. “I see. Well, perhaps during lunch then? We could sit together and talk.”

“Sorry,” Taehyung said smoothly, though his voice held no room for argument. “We always eat with Jungkook. It’s a habit.”

“Every day,” V added, his tone final.

Soo-jin looked between the three of them, her eyes narrowing slightly as she noticed the way the twins looked at Jungkook — not just as a friend, but with something deeper, something far more intense than simple companionship. She couldn’t quite place it, but she could feel it: that she was standing on the outside of something closed off and private.

“Ah… I understand,” she said, though she clearly didn’t like it. “Maybe another time then.”

She gave a small bow before turning and walking away, her steps a little faster than before.

In the Hallway — After She Left

As soon as she was out of earshot, Jungkook burst out laughing, shaking his head. “Wow. She didn’t even try to hide it. She really thinks she can just walk in and get close to you two.”

V removed his hand from Jungkook’s shoulder, but his expression was still dark. “She’s not the first. She won’t be the last. But they all need to learn the same lesson.”

Taehyung smirked, reaching out to straighten the collar of Jungkook’s uniform, his fingers brushing lightly against the skin where the faint marks were hidden. “And you enjoyed watching her try, didn’t you? Acting all innocent and polite.”

Jungkook grinned, leaning against the lockers casually. “It’s funny to watch. But you two were very quick to shut her down. Possessive much?”

V stepped closer, lowering his voice so only Jungkook could hear, his eyes glinting with that familiar heat. “We have every right to be. They don’t know you like we do. They don’t get to look at you, or talk to you, or even think they have a chance with us. Because we already have everything we want.”

Taehyung leaned in from the other side, his breath warm against Jungkook’s ear. “And if anyone tries to get in the way… or tries to take what’s ours… we make sure they understand.”

Jungkook’s smile softened, and he looked between them, his eyes warm and bright. He knew exactly what they meant — and he liked it. He liked that they were unapologetic about it, even if they had to keep it hidden from the world.

“Good,” he said quietly, reaching out to tap their chests lightly. “Because I’m not going anywhere. Even if a hundred transfer students show up.”

V chuckled, the sound low and warm. “Good. Now come on. Class is starting. And later… when we get home? We’ll remind you exactly who you belong to. Just to make sure.”

Jungkook laughed, shoving them playfully as they began to walk toward the classroom, the three of them falling into step together like they always did — the Kim twins and their best friend, the secret that no one else could ever fully understand.

End of Chapter 3