"Jungkook?" Jimin called out as he walked into the familiar living room of Jungkook's apartment. He glanced at the Kylo Ren blanket that was thrown onto the grey couch, Adam Driver's face slightly distorted with the odd angle. He moved to a glass table near a thin black framed window next to the kitchen, setting down the box of cupcakes before moving to the close the front door.

He could hear the faint patter of shower water hitting bathroom tiles and blushed. He rolled up his sleeves before flipping his hair back, biting his lower lip as he contemplated leaving the apartment for a couple minutes. He'd text Jungkook that he was running late and then show up at the door like nothing had ever happened.

He nodded at the plan, thinking it was so fool proof that he forgot to grab the bag of cupcakes as he started to walk towards the front door. Jimin's light brown eyes scanned the floor, searching for any signs of Jieun, trying not to think too much about what exactly she'd been doing in Jungkook's apartment if the brunette boy had to shower afterwards.

"Jimin? Jimin is that you?" Jungkook's honey like voice was muffled by the steam coming from his bathroom door. The warm light of it flooded through his hallway and Jimin heard Twice's new song shut off.

"Um. No." Jimin shouted back, "No that's not-" he cleared his throat, speaking again in a strained lower voice, trying to sound as cool and disinterested as he possible could. "Yo man Jeon, it's just your boy Min Yoongi." Jimin coughed and then slapped his forehead. He heard Jungkook laugh as the shower head clicked and the sound of water stopped. Jimin only had a moment to feel the existential dread of embarrassment weighing down his shoulders before Jungkook walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Jimin swallowed, Jungkook was dripping with water, the tiny droplets clung to the defined muscles of his chest, his hair a mess on his head, and his dark lashes webbed with drops of water, looking like stars above his golden flecked eyes. Jungkook lifted a brow, a smirk growing on his bunny like face.

"I just got in," Jungkook said, meaning the shower. Jimin nodded, not willing to admit he guessed as much.

"You can join me, if you want." Jungkook offered, the smirk turning devilish and it made the boy's youthful features sharpen. His eyes sparkled, glowing as the warm light of the bathroom illuminated his silhouette. Jimin's eyes widened and he covered his eyes as he turned around causing Jungkook's laughter to hum through the room.

"Jimin, come on, you've already seen me naked."

That caused Jimin to blush harder. "We were in a vulnerable moment." He huffed. "Like the climax of HBO movies - and don't say there's a better climax to see in the shower because I know you want to."

"Okay okay." Jungkook chuckled, turning on his heel to step back into the bathroom, leaving the door wide open. "You know Jimin, thanks for the cupcakes, but you got more cake in your ass than in that bakery of yours." Jungkook teased and Jimin could see the smirk on his stupid face without having to physically see Jungkook. Jimin's hands went to little fists and he snorted, losing the self control to stop him from marching into the shower to slap Jungkook on his stupid unbruised shoulder.

It was only then that he realized he'd walked right into Jungkook's little trap because he was standing right next to an open glass shower door, the hot steam of the water rose around the room, coating it in a thin white veil. His mouth fell open and then shut just as quickly when he caught sight of Jungkook, leaning against the silver wall tiles, shampoo half coating the hair that clung to the sides of his face. His face was alight with raw excitement, amusement flickering in his brown gold eyes.

Jimin flicked his gaze to Jungkook's injured shoulder, gently brushing the back of his hand to it causing Jungkook to suck in a breath from the contact.

"It's healing," Jimin observed, noting how the angry purple and blues straining the younger's skin began to fade into yellow and green hues - which wasn't much, but at least it was a start. Jimin forgot he was completely clothed as his arm outstretched to trace the webbing skin of the gash on Jungkook's abdomen, the start of a gruesome scar staring back at him as Jimin's entire sleeve got soaked under the water.

Forgetting where he was, focused entirely on Jungkook, Jimin slipped inside the shower. Jungkook, who's lashes brushed his wet cheeks as he looked down at Jimin, water pouring off his neck and shoulders as he brought his hands to Jimin's waist. Jimin could barely feel the touch as his eyes began to carefully scan Jungkook's body over for new injuries.

His hand trailed to Jungkook's arm, brushing the scar on his elbow in the same way he had when they'd gone on their date to the park so many weeks ago. He felt something in his chest release at the memory, of how the grass smelled like lemons and the hot feeling of Jungkook's pulse pounding under his ear as he cuddled into him.

Jimin's fingers lingered on that scar, his thumb brushing it up and down with such delicate care that Jungkook's heart almost broke. It was strange, for Jungkook, to be held with such gentleness. It'd been so long that'd a part of him feared he never would be again, and yet here was Jimin, tracing over his scars as if his fingers were tiny butterflies, kissing the pain away. It made him want to cry and laugh and kiss the boy all at the same time.

"Did she hurt you?" Jimin asked, looking up from his dark lashes as Jungkook sucked in another breath. Jimin was soaked now, the shower water caused his flowy shirt to cling to his skin, outlining the tone muscle of his body underneath. Jungkook frowned, unsure what Jimin was refering to, before slowly bringing a hand up to Jimin's cheek and watching the way Jimin's eyes softened at the touch, but his dark eyes were focused - as if with one word from Jungkook could unleash a monster that'd destroy Jieun no matter how much pity was in Jimin's heart.

"No," Jungkook answered, and Jimin relaxed. "She heard I was got in a fight - not attacked, remember, I fought gallantly before running away - and she stopped by to..." Jungkook stopped, having to look away to chuckle, as if he couldn't believe it himself. "She wanted to see if I was okay."

"Oh." Jimin responded, surprised. He thought of how put together Jieun looked at the door, not a touch of lipstick out of place. "I told her I was sorry." Jimin answered honestly and Jungkook let out a small breath of surprise. "I don't know if I was supposed to, you told me she could get creative and if she knows making me think you're cheating isn't going to work anymore to hurt you.." Jimin shuddered and Jungkook wrapped him into his chest with his strong arms. "But I am, sorry for her, I mean. And for you."

Jungkook kissed the top of Jimin's head, unsure if it was shower water or tears that slipped out of his eyes. He wasn't sure how a human being could possibly be lucky enough to find someone like Jimin. When he pulled away, Jimin was looking down at his wet clothes with a frown. Jungkook caught sight of Jimin's cute pout and a grin grew on his lips as he looped his fingers under Jimin's wet shirt, lifting it so he could slide the fabric off of his body.

"We should really get you something dry to change into." Jungkook shrugged, shifting the topic away from Jieun. Jimin rolled his eyes but took the rest of his clothes off anyway. Then, with the steam picking up around them, the citrus scent of Jungkook's shampoo coating their skin, and the water pressing down both of their backs, Jungkook leaned down and connected his lips with Jimin's own.

Jimin kissed back almost immediately, biting Jungkook's bottom lip before he felt the younger's tongue slip into his mouth. He breathed out a small moan as Jungkook's hands traveled down his back and lingered around his bare waist. They parted for a breath and Jimin moved to suck on Jungkook's neck, his hands holding Jungkook's hips in place as the brunette boy's eyes shuttered close and his back arched. Jimin lifted his lips and sucked on Jungkook's collarbone, leaving equally as dark of a mark as on his neck, and then he got down on his knees, ready to show Jungkook the stars.

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A/N: They have a healthy sex life 🤷‍♀️😂
- Violette