In which Jungkook and Jimin are unwilling to compromise on their relationship or personal wants, as they continue to ignore the unwanted chemistry blooming.

49,200 words.

Thank you to @dsaaa1234 for this request!

A fair warning ⚠️
•harassment
•trauma
•an absolute roller coaster. So many twists and turns.

It'll turn out nicely of course, as all of them do.

                          ____________

Jimin was getting ready to go to school again, his dorm room cleaned, his homework done, and going to Taehyung's game. Why he played baseball, he didn't know, but Jimin would be there to support him.

On his walk there, he met up with Hoseok and Yoongi. "Hyung! Is Namjoon and Jin coming?"

"Yeah, they should be." Yoongi smiled as the three headed to the stadium. "Are you going to be ready to see Jeon?"

"No way." Jimin rolled his eyes. "If he thinks he can pull the same stunt from last time then he's dead wrong."

The two laughed. "Aw come on, he's just teasing. Besides, it was charming."

"It was not." Jimin scoffed. He bit his bottom lip, gnawing at it. Jeon was extremely rude to him, and one of Taehyung's teammates and friends. They'd met plenty of times because of Taehyung.

And god damn it was Jeon Jungkook the most annoying person Jimin had ever met. He never called him hyung, he never gave him an ounce of respect because of his height, and he never ever gave him a smile because Jimin was a top student and Jungkook was not.

And fucking hell was Jimin going to put up with that. He ignored him as much as he could, but that damned jock liked to tease him. And it was not affection. Jimin got angry thinking about it. If there's one thing he hated it was being mistreated. He'd been mistreated his whole life, and he wasn't going to let this freshmen keep getting away with it.

"-good there? Jimin?" Hoseok snapped him back to reality. "You're really bothered by him?"

"Look, he's just annoying and gets under my skin. That's it. I'm done letting him get to me, okay?"

"He did blow a kiss for you last time though." Yoongi smiled wide, the three getting into the stadium and taking a seat that Taehyung would be able to see them from. Unlucky for Jimin, it was also easy for Jungkook to see them as well.

First base and the pitchers mound. The two were a team, and Jimin put his feelings aside to support Taehyung. "He was being an asshole."

"What else has he done? You know we'll put him straight if there's real problems."

"He makes fun of me being small and feminine hyung." Jimin glared at Hoseok. "You know this."

"There's no way he means that. You're literally so attractive it's painful. You get stares from everyone."

"Yeah, and him as well. They're not always good stares." Jimin tsk'd and looked at Taehyung warning up.

Jimin knew softball better than baseball, but they were pretty close, with some particular differences. For one, pitching was overhand in baseball, which Jimin thought was way easier. Something about innings, and something about full count and dropping the ball was different.

But other than that, Jimin knew what was happening. He knew where Taehyung was, and he new he had to root for him.

"We'll keep him in check then. If it's bothering you so much, I'm sure we can make him back off a little."

"It's fine, hyung. I don't care anymore, I'm just going to ignore him." Jimin watched Taehyung finish their warm up, and look in the crowd, waving excitedly. Jimin waved back with just as much enthusiasm.

He saw Jungkook put his arm around Taehyung's shoulders and look up at Jimin, giving a wide smile before sticking his tongue out.

"He's so childish." Jimin rolled his eyes. "He's a child. And he's their pitcher."

"He's got a strong arm."

"Still! The pitcher is like, almost being the captain. They create the mood."

"Maybe they have a lot of fun because of him."

"That's the most I could hope for." Jimin sighed. "That's it, I'm done complaining."

"He's getting under your skin without even being here?" Namjoon and Jin came up to them, sitting with them.

"A bit." Jimin crossed his arms. "I just wish I could see Taehyung's games without having to see Jeon."

"Hey, at least he's good. And besides, he's buddy buddy with Taehyung, he can't be all that bad."

"Don't defend him. He's rude to me and that's enough for me to dislike him." Jimin sighed and watched the game. "Besides...he does things just to spite me."

"You're easy to tease Chim."

"He's not teasing me! He's just being mean."

"I'll take your word for it." Hoseok nudged him. "But we can't stop him from being on Taehyung's team."

"Yeah, I know." Jimin gnawed on his bottom lip, watching the game more intensely now.

The first inning was quite boring. He wouldn't say the other team was bad, but he couldn't say they were good. Instead, he focused on Taehyung and his gameplay.

He did well the entire time, Jimin rooting for him. When they finished and thanked the other team, umpires, coaches, and crowd, Taehyung waved aggressively at them, Jimin waving back.

They went down to meet out at in the parking lot, Jimin hugging Taehyung immediately. The others congratulated him, then got in their cars. "Good job Taehyung!"

"Thanks Jimin! Thanks for making it, today was rough for you, no?"

"It was no problem. I just had to finish my study time and then get dressed for this."

"Fun, fun." Taehyung grinned. "Want to head to dinner with the team?" He nodded his head to his team over the way, Jimin shaking his head.

"Not this time. I've gotta get going back to my dorm. You know how it is." Jimin gave a soft smile.

"Taehyung!" Jungkook walked over, eyeing Jimin up and down with a raised eyebrow. "You're not inviting him to our party, are you?"

"I did, actually."

"I sadly can't make it." Jimin kept it short, not daring to look at him in the eye. He would just get upset.

"It's teammates only anyways. Come on Taehyung, let the boy get to his schoolwork." Jungkook gave a grin.

"Jimin-" Taehyung knew where this was going.

"Jeon, I've had enough of your shit, so I'd appreciate it if you left me alone." Jimin glared at him, only gaining a larger grin from him.

"But look at that reaction! It's too entertaining. Besides, why would I leave my biggest fan alone?" Jungkook avoided an attempt of a slap from Jimin, moving behind Taehyung.

"I'm here for Taehyung and Taehyung only." Jimin glared, exhaling his air. "I'll be going now Tae, I need to clear my head."

"Sure thing Jimin. I'll be sure to walk with you tomorrow."

Jimin gave a smile. "Sure. Don't make me wait like yesterday."

"It was five minutes."

"I," Jimin paused for dramatic effect. "Am a very busy person."

Taehyung laughed a little. "Get home safe." He turned to walk back to his team.

"See you next game, love!" Jungkook blew him a kiss before his eyes became more serious, his face slack, and gave Jimin one last emotionless grin before turning around.

"What is his problem..." Jimin shook his head and started on his walk back to his dorm.

He was always like this, so teasing and then when no one was looking, he became rude. He was so double sided, and Jimin hated it. Why couldn't he be a normal person? What about Jimin was so...detestable?

He hugged his sweater closer, exhaling deeply.

Maybe because he was feminine. Maybe because he liked men too. Maybe it was his attitude. Or his intelligence. What could Jeon hate that much?

Jimin shook his head. No, he wasn't going to get sad about this. He wasn't worth getting sad over. He was just another jock who didn't like him, nothing was new.

Taehyung walked with him to classes for a reason.

He got to his dorm and sighed heavily. He undressed a little before going to his desk and working on his notes and homework. He was a little ahead, but he wanted to be. It gave him relax time. Maybe he'd head to the library some time tomorrow. Or maybe tonight.

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Jungkook ate and drank with the team, mostly staying quiet. Taehyung was rather cheery, talking with the group, while Jungkook sat at the end of their table. It was an easy win, not worth Jungkook's time. His arm wasn't even sore, and he didn't have to run a lot. He had a lot of weird energy left over, and he was itching to get out of his uniform.

"Hey, Jungkook. Can I ask you something?" Jungkook was snapped out of his thoughts as Taehyung asked him a question.

"Oh, sure, shoot."

"What's up with you and Jimin? Like, are you trying to flirt with him or are you trying to be rude? You know he's my best friend, right?" He cornered Jungkook, turning his direction and putting his arm around his part of the booth.

Jungkook raised his eyebrows. "Flirting? I promise you it's not that. I know you're friends, but he acts all high and mighty, and that annoys me. Besides, he's smarter than me and he rubs it in."

Taehyung sighed. "I don't want you to take any bits of his confidence away. He's worked really hard to be high and mighty."

"He doesn't have to flaunt it. I dunno, he makes me feel inferior and I need attention which he doesn't give me."

Taehyung gave him an odd look.

"I'm not lying, alright? He's annoying to me, that's all. He's easy to tease, so I tease him. But don't for a second think I'm flirting with him. I'm not into guys."

"You don't know him at all. I wish you two would just...get over yourselves."

"Look." Jungkook sighed, and shook his head. "As long as he doesn't treat me like a person, I won't be treating him like a person."

"That's so immature."

"Tell that to him. I treat him nicely, and he ignores me. I tease him, he gets upset. If I ignore him, he glares at me. What am I supposed to do." Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Sorry that we can't be friends."

"Mmm...I'm sure there's a way to fix it all."

"He obviously doesn't want to, so neither do I."

"So if he did...would you?"

"Mmm...no." Jungkook shook his head. This is not how he wanted his night to go. "He deserves to be humbled a bit."

Taehyung sighed. "If you poke the bear...you're going to get attacked."

"Whatever." Jungkook stood from the booth. "I'm going now. Good job everyone." He gave a short smile and a little bow before leaving.

Why did he care about Jimin so much? He was stuck up, full of himself, and an absolute show off. If he wasn't known as the smartest in the room, he made sure everyone knew by saying an absurd amount of contributions to the class. An absolute teachers pet, and so god damn full of himself.

Jungkook wouldn't say he hated him, but he certainly disliked him. He had a feeling that wouldn't change.

On his walk back to his dorm, he went to the library to look for some research topics, a sweater over his uniform. He showed his college ID then went in, bee lining it to the section he needed.

And of course, it was just his luck, that Jimin was here too. He was sitting in a lounge chair, book in his lap, a composition book on the armchair. Of course he was studying. And of course it was Jungkook who had to see him.

And of course, it was as if the world hated him, he had to walk past him in his uniform no less. He was unavoidable. Jungkook walked as quickly as he could to the bookshelf he needed. He was still near Jimin, but he couldn't see him.

"Taehyung? What's up?" Jungkook could hear Jimin on the phone.

He felt kind of bad listening in, but he couldn't ignore it. Jimin's voice was soft and quiet and pretty, and Jungkook couldn't help but feel safe. He shook that feeling off as he looked for the book he needed.

"Oh...I see. No, that's okay, I can go back on my own. I'll be fine Tae...I'm probably just paranoid anyways."

Jungkook could hear Taehyung yell. "It's happened twice! That's more than enough to be worried!"

"I'll be fine. I doubt it'll happen again."

Jungkook licked his lips, feeling worse now for listening in. He flipped through some pages, not quite finding what he needed.

"Taehyung...it's fine. No...I'm not asking anyone to walk me back, I'll be okay." Jimin sighed. "Fine. Fine, I'll call you when I leave. No, I promise I will. I will."

Jungkook put the book back and kept looking.

"Okay. Bye Tae." Jimin hung up and sighed heavily. "God damn it." He shut his notes and stuffed it in his bag, getting up to put the book away.

Jungkook panicked, scrambling to seem busy, instead dropping a book and wincing, mouthing the word no.

"Oh. I see." Jimin spoke coldly. "So you're becoming a stalker."

"I am not becoming a stalker." Jungkook picked up the book he dropped, putting it back in the shelf.

Jimin put his book away too. "So you just happen to be where I am now?"

"It's actually true this time. I didn't mean to listen in..." Jungkook mumbled. "I was here to find a book so I didn't have to do it tomorrow."

"What're you looking for?"

"I dunno, history on something."

"Do you even pay attention in class?" Jimin scoffed and looked at the bookshelf, picking up a book rather quickly. "You probably need this one. It's general." Jimin handed it to him and turned tail.

"Wait, do you actually need to be walked to your dorm?"

Jimin stopped and turned to him. "Do you actually do homework? Mind your own business." He walked off again.

Jungkook felt bad. Jimin was still being rude, but hell, he probably sounded rude too. Jungkook mentally battled, hand going through his hair pulling on it slightly. He quickly checked out the book Jimin gave him, then ran up next to Jimin.

Jimin gave him an odd glance turning his shoulder away from him. "So now you are a stalker? I thought I told you to leave me alone."

"Hey, consider this a trade for the book. We can leave it at that." Jungkook watched Jimin gnaw on his bottom lip. He seemed to do that a lot. Not that Jungkook looked, that is.

"Not to be rude, but I'd rather get escorted by anyone else."

"Ouch." Jungkook pretended to be hurt. "My biggest fan doesn't like me?"

"If this is some sick game, then stop, it's not funny. I don't want to be around you Jeon. I've had enough of your teasing."

Jungkook watched Jimin glare, then turn his head away, gnawing on his bottom lip yet again. "Sorry. Look, how about you consider me an escort for the night, since Taehyung seemed upset about you going alone."

"Speaking of, I should call him. You can go along, there doesn't need to be a trade." Jimin gave a small smile, but he looked nervous.

"Look, I'm not trying to screw you over or anything."

"Then tell me why you're here at all."

"I...I felt bad?" Jungkook tried, giving a small smile.

"I hate pity." Jimin exhaled. "Can you go?"

"...can I at least walk you back to your dorm?"

"Why in the world do you want to?"

"God, why can't I do a good thing for you?"

"I'm suspicious of you because you've never once been nice to me before."

"Then consider-"

"Stop talking." Jimin gave him an annoyed look. He fixed his glasses and exhaled. "Seriously, go away. I don't want to waste my time."

"Hey, I'm trying to do something nice for you."

"I didn't ask."

"God damn it what is your problem?"

"What's your problem? You don't treat me with respect, you don't care about a single thing I say, and you glare at me whenever I tried to help you before, so I don't know what suddenly changed, but I'm sick of it."

"Jimin I-"

"Don't." He lowered his voice, seemingly trying to hide. "Don't talk to me. Just...keep walking." He ducked his head, Jungkook seeing him gnaw at his bottom lip again. He looked around to see a problem, his attention previously only on Jimin, and saw a couple guys out and talking.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Nothing is wrong just shut the fuck up and keep walking." Jimin grabbed Jungkook's sleeve and tugged on it roughly, dragging him a different direction.

"Hey wait-"

"Shut it." Jimin hushed his voice, and he sounded angry. Jungkook felt like he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. "Fucking hell."

"I didn't know you cursed so much."

"Shut your mouth Jeon." Jimin picked up their pace. "You don't know me at all."

"I don't."

"Let's keep it that way."

"Sure." Jungkook felt scared for some reason, and Jimin exhaled sharply as they heard quick footsteps behind them.

"Fucking shit." Jimin walked faster, gripping Jungkook's sleeve tighter. "Jungkook I'm sorry, this isn't going to be fun. You really...shouldn't have come."

"Hold on, what's going on?"

"Jimin!~" one of the previous guys called out, gaining on them.

"Either you're willing to run...or you're willing to talk to him." Jimin spoke lowly to Jungkook, Jungkook afraid at this point.

"What the fuck is going on Jimin?"

"God even at a time like this there's no respect." Jimin grit his teeth.

"Hey hey, hold up there Jimin." The two guys got around them, Jimin making Jungkook stop walking. He let go of his sweater quickly, not making eye contact with the two guys.

"You've got a new boy toy?"

"Hold on-" Jungkook put out a careful hand, but was overlooked.

"I see, you go to baseball games? Maybe we should stop by next time. Didn't know you were into sporty kids." One of them tried to take Jimin's glasses off, but Jimin slapped his hand away.

"Fuck off. Leave me alone. He's not- we're not-" Jimin kept his eyes down.

"Fine, fine. But let us take you instead of him, he's just a boy. Wouldn't want to scar him so young." He gave a smile, one Jungkook didn't like.

Jungkook didn't really know what was happening, but he knew two things: Jimin was uncomfortable and scared, and Jungkook didn't like what was happening. "Hey, how about we all just head to our dorms-"

"Shut your fucking little mouth. This isn't about you." One of them sneered, trying to corner Jimin, the other pushing Jungkook away.

Jimin backed up, gripping his backpack straps tightly.

"Hold on." Jungkook got in between Jimin and the encroaching man. "I'm going to ask you-"

"Back off small fry."

"I'm going to ask you to fuck off." Jungkook smiled thinly, rolling up his sweater sleeves. "He's obviously uncomfortable, take a hint."

"Take the hint yourself kid." The other one scoffed and looked Jungkook up and down, the one closer to Jungkook raising an eyebrow.

"Let us have our fun. Why're you defending the girly here?" He shook his head with a smile. "Move."

"No." Jungkook hated this. "No, I won't move."

"Jeon..." Jimin spoke quietly. "Drop it..."

"No." Jungkook spoke firmly. Jimin must've put up with this too often. "No. No." He made up his mind. "Leave him alone. He has class tomorrow, like us all, and you need to leave him alone." He spoke firmly, holding eye contact.

"Move aside kid. The Princess doesn't need a babysitter."

"Shut up." Jimin clenched his fists. "Stop harassing me."

"There's a problem now?" The one closest tried to moved Jungkook out of the way.

Jungkook punched him with all his might in the face, fist to his cheek, and grabbed Jimin's arm and ran, the two stumbling at first but then running full speed.

"Where's your dorm!?" Jungkook yelled and ran, Jimin slower than him, but desperately keeping up.

"Block away!"

"You little shit!" The two sped up at the sound of the two men behind them.

They reached the dorm building, Jimin already having his keycard out. "Come on, come on." Jungkook ushered Jimin into his dorm, struggling with his keycard a little bit.

They watched the two men exclaim a little from outside, then shake their heads and put a finger across their throats, before walking away.

Jimin laughed uncomfortably as he backed away from the door, moving closer to the stairs. "That's not good."

"Hey Jimin...what the fuck? What the fuck was that?"

"Oh shoot, your hand looks a little bruised." Jimin ignored the question, instead looking at Jungkook's hand.

"Jimin?"

"And still...no respect." He gave him a small smile, before shaking his head. "I dorm with Taehyung, do you want to come up?"

"You're...inviting me into your dorm?"

"I need to go and checkup with Taehyung, and I don't exactly like the idea of you going out with them out there at the moment." He pursed his lips for a moment. "So are you coming up or not?"

Jungkook stood in awe. Jimin looked as if nothing had happened. "Yeah."

The two went up, Jimin exhaled in relief as he saw Taehyung in bed. "Oh Taehyung."

"Jimin! You're okay. I shouldn't have worried so much." Jimin dropped his bag and jacket on the floor before collapsing into Taehyung's arms.

"Yes you should've." Jungkook closed the door behind them, shocking Taehyung.

"Jungkook?"

"Hi." Jungkook waved and sat on the other bed, taking his sweater off.

"What happened?" Taehyung held Jimin, who was laying on his chest and hugging him for comfort.

"Uh, some guys were getting real weird with Jimin so I punched him and we ran." Jungkook gave the short version.

"You bumped into him? I thought you went back to your dorm."

"I went to the library, and he was there and I guess to put it lightly, I followed him cause I overheard your phone call, sorry."

"No no, thank you."

Jimin shook his head. "I wish you were there Taehyung...they listen to you..." he finally got his composure, releasing Taehyung from his bear hug. He sat up and wiped his eyes quickly. "I'm sorry you were there Jungkook."

Jungkook felt a little pride as Jimin said his name. "Hey, I'm sorry I couldn't have helped more. Are you often treated like that?" Jungkook gave concern. He felt bad for him.

Jimin gave a glare. "You say the same words as they do Jeon."

Jungkook felt a twinge of pain as he used his family name again. He didn't know why. "Oh."

"You can stay here if you want to for the night, but don't expect anything else from me. Thank you for tonight, but really, and I mean it...leave me alone after this." Jimin made himself clear.

"Okay. Yeah. Sorry." Jungkook lowered his gaze.

"I'll sleep in the common room." Jimin grabbed his bag on the way out, giving Taehyung a glance before leaving.

"Is he...shouldn't be sleep in his own bed?"

"Jungkook...don't overstep." Taehyung sighed heavily, sitting up and hanging his head in his hands. "God damn it..."

"I didn't know this was a concern..." Jungkook felt a lot of bad things. "I...does he think I'm like them?"

"Don't Jungkook. Simply...erase Jimin from your mind." Taehyung groaned. "I don't know what to do. I've brought this up with a couple head people, and they don't take it seriously. They never do."

"I..." Jungkook looked down. "I shouldn't be here. Can I go apologize to him?"

"Not tonight, no. Let me get you some clothes to change out of at least, you're still in uniform."

Their night was quiet, Jungkook trying to sleep in Jimin's bed, but unable to. So maybe he didn't know Jimin at all.

____

Jimin groggily got out of his class, not having slept well the night before. He went back to his dorm, and did homework. Homework, and homework, and homework, until he had a headache.

He felt terrible. He couldn't report anything, since technically the only thing that happened was Jungkook- Jeon hitting someone.

He also couldn't go to Taehyung's games for a little bit. Just in case. They really were taking his simple freedoms and small breaks.

____

Jungkook didn't play too well, and he knew why. They still won, but he didn't have his loyal fan in the crowd. And it was his fault.

Taehyung was talking with his other friends.

"Jungkook, go get him." He was sent off to fetch Taehyung by the team, and so he did.

"Taehyung...are you going to celebrate with us tonight?" Jungkook asked quietly, everyone looking at him. He looked down.

"Not tonight."

"A-alright..." Jungkook pursed his lips.

"Cat got your tongue?" One of Taehyung friends teased, and Jungkook cleared his throat.

"Sorry."

"No no, don't worry." Namjoon smiled. "We're just...discussing."

Jungkook looked up at Namjoon. He'd always liked him, as he was his tutor. "About what hyung?"

"Jimin." Taehyung shut the conversion. "We're leaving now."

"Can...can you tell him I'm sorry? I'm certain I'm not invited."

"Sure. I can pass the message." Taehyung punched his shoulder. "Let's do better our next game, alright?"

"Yeah. Sorry."

"Don't worry. See you around Jungkook."

Jungkook watched them all get into two cars, and drive off. He didn't feel like joining the celebration either. No, he had to do something nice for Jimin.

____

Jimin laid in bed, uncertain about what to do. He shouldn't work anymore, and he sure as hell couldn't go out. So here he was, stuck with a pounding headache.

A knock, and then the opening of the door made Jimin smile. Taehyung came in with a bag.

"Jiminie~ guess what?"

"Hm?" He sat up with a smile.

"Jin hyung got you some good stuff~" he set the bag on his bed, then getting out of his uniform. "I'm going to take a shower, but I'll tell you a story afterwards. Enjoy the food."

Jimin thanked him, before taking a look at what he got. Snacks, more snacks, a drink, a couple cute pens, and a card.

He opened the card, wondering what it was.

Jimin, hyung,

Jimin smiled a little, the first comma scratched out.

I'm sorry I ruined your outings to Taehyung's games, it's so boring without my number one fan. I wish I could do more to help, and I wish I had been nicer to you, but like you keep reminding me, I don't know you. I understand you want to keep it that way, so I'll leave you alone now. I just couldn't leave on a bad note.

Enjoy the candy, I thought something sweet would brighten up your day at least a tiny bit.

Jungkook

"Wow..." Jimin smiled. "He really did that."

"Woo!" Taehyung got out of the bathroom, steam pouring into the room. "Oh cool! You read it. See? He isn't half bad."

"I still don't want him to know me. A lot of pity goes into getting to know me."

"If I'm not wrong...I think it's more concern."

"I'm not dragging another person into this mess."

"Then let him do it himself?"

"Taehyung. Jeon has been nothing but rude to me, this is the first time he's called me hyung, and it's in a letter." Jimin raised the card. "Besides...I don't want anyone else in my life." Jimin looked down. "It's a bad idea. I get fucked over so often Taehyung..."

"Hey, it's worth a shot. He's not a bad guy."

"You understand what this means for him, right?"

"...yeah..."

"If he fucks me over one time, I'm done with him."

"Yeah. Do you want me to tell him?"

Jimin nodded. "Sure."

____

Jungkook felt happy when Jimin was at their games again. He watched Jimin wave like a little kid at Taehyung, who waved just as enthusiastically. Jungkook would always wave as well, and he swore, he swore, Jimin would give him a little wave as well.

After their game, Jungkook went over to ask Taehyung yet again if he was going to celebrate their victory with the team.

He put an arm around Taehyung. "You coming tonight?"

"No, I think I'll stay with Jimin for tonight. There's a party tonight...do you wanna come?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

"Me?" Jungkook glanced at Jimin.

"Yeah. You." Jimin gave a small smile.

"Hyung?" Jungkook looked up at Namjoon, who shook his head.

"I won't be going. Jin hyung and I have TA things to do."

"But Taehyung and Jimin will be there." Hoseok got in Yoongi's car. "So you'll know some people."

"I...I would love to, but...." Jungkook shook his head with an embarrassed smile. "I'm not a party person. I stand in corners with a drink. I'm sure I wouldn't be any fun."

"Mm. I'm sure we could show you how to dance at least a little bit. Besides, Taehyung usually just talks to people." Jimin kind of laughed.

"So is it a yes or no?" Taehyung gave him a smile. "You can hang out with me if you need someone to stick by."

Jungkook quickly thought about it. "Sure. Yeah. Uh, what should I..."

"Come with us, Taehyung's gotta change too." Jimin offered.

Jungkook was completely in awe. He didn't quite know what was happening, or why Jimin was being...nice to him. It felt good, yeah, but it was also odd.

The three walked to Jimin and Taehyung's dorm, then stopped by Jungkook's.

Jimin and Taehyung waited outside. "You're sure about this?" Taehyung asked carefully, Jimin shrugging.

"If he thinks he can be friendly with me, then he better know the kind of person I am. He can run away after this, it'll be easy. Everyone gets uncomfortable after a little bit."

"And if he's okay with it?"

"Then he's okay with it. I'm not particularly trying to make him go away, but I'm not trying to get close to him. We'll be graduating before you know it, and I don't need a freshman to be sad when I leave." Jimin pouted. "I'd feel bad."

Jungkook came out in a rush, ruffling his hair. "Alright I'm good."

Jimin smiled a little at his modest clothes. "Cute. Does showing your knees count as showing skin?"

"It counts." Jungkook looked shy.

"Well hopefully you don't have a problem seeing skin." Taehyung started to walk them to the party. "Cause most people don't wear much."

"You two are?..." Jungkook watched them both laugh.

"Everyone wears something modest to it, but not at it." Taehyung smiled wide. "Come on, jackets can hide anything."

"O-oh..." Jungkook nodded. "Well...I'm not fond of showing skin."

"That's fine. Small warning, you will get hit on." Jimin smiled a little. "It'll be inevitable."

"Oh. That...okay. Why'd you bring me along again?"

"You think you can get to know me? Here you go. I don't just study."

"He's a heavy drinker." Taehyung whispered to Jungkook, Jimin slapping his shoulder.

"Tae!"

"What? It's true. You drink more than Yoongi hyung. And we all know how much he likes his whiskey."

"I like it." Jimin blushed a little, and Jungkook smiled.

He was pretty human after all.

The walk wasn't long, and Taehyung knocked one the door. It was immediately opened.

"Two?"

"Yeah. He's a tagalong, that's fine right?"

"Sure thing. Come on in."

The three walked in, Jimin chatting with the guy who let them in. Jungkook saw people everywhere, on the stairs going up, in the backyard, and everywhere. The music wasn't exactly loud, but it wasn't quiet.

When he looked back at the group, Jimin was gone, and Taehyung was looking at him. "Do you want a drink or no?"

"Mmm..." Jungkook shook his head. "I don't like the bitterness."

"Then something fruity." He waved over Jungkook's head, Jungkook turning to see Jimin by the drinks already.

"Already?"

"Gotta get the night started."

Jimin came back with three drinks, handing them each one. "I'm going to put my coat in the other room, want me to take yours too Tae?"

"Yeah."

Jungkook watched them take off their jackets, revealing much more revealing clothes than Jungkook was expecting. He hadn't even taken in everyone else, his eyes on Jimin. What the fuck.

"Enjoy your talks Tae~" Jimin smiled and left. Jungkook watched him go with wide eyes.

"You're staring." He gave a smile, and Jungkook blushed and looked away.

"Sorry, I just wasn't expecting that."

"Sure, sure."

"I'm...I don't like guys, just so you know." Jungkook clarified, giving a small glance. "Okay?"

"Sure, sure." Taehyung gave him a knowing glance. "But you've never met anyone like Jimin."

"I haven't. But-"

"No buts. If you knew him when I first met him wow, you'd be surprised by how chill he is now." Taehyung brought him to an area with chairs and couches. They sat. "The clothes he wears now? Well, it's a lot less revealing than what he used to wear. He's got an intense reputation."

"That's- that's less revealing? It's sheer. I can see right through it." Jungkook gawked.

Taehyung laughed. "And you wonder why he hates the way you treat him."

"Huh?"

"You don't know him Jungkook. And yet, you judge him based on your small view of him. I know he's done his research about you, and you know, he could've been your tutor instead. But you-"

"Yeah yeah, I called him a preppy stuck up bitch. That was my bad. But he was. He always made me feel so...stupid."

"You made him feel bad for being himself."

"I want to apologize."

"Jungkook." Taehyung cleared just throat. He was serious now. "You get one shot. Jimin doesn't give second chances. Do you understand?"

Jungkook nodded. He did understand.

"Good. Now, have fun." He smiled, easing the air, and went into the crowd of people to find someone to talk to.

Jungkook stared at his drink. Jimin was giving him a chance. One chance. What exactly was his goal? Was there a goal? Maybe it was just not to be an asshole.

He suddenly felt very small in the room. He ruffled his hair before people came and sat on the seats around him. One sat next to him, a cute girl with a nice dress. She smiled. "I don't think I've seen you here before."

"Oh...no, it's my first time."

"How nice! Whatcha drinking?"

"I'm...not sure." Jungkook stared at his cup. He took a sip. "It's fruity." He shrugged.

"Me too. Alcohol shouldn't be bitter." She crinkled her nose, then clinked their cups together, taking a sip. Jungkook did the same.

"I don't like bitter things either."

"Wanna dance?"

"No thank you." Jungkook spoke quietly.

"That's okay." She smiled more. "What's your name? I'm Jihyo, it's nice to meet you. My friends dragged me along...but I swear I'm the only freshman here." She whispered the last part to him, Jungkook leaning in a little.

"Jungkook. I'm a freshman too. I've never...been to a party before."

"Me neither!" She laughed. "You looked young so I hoped. But also you're really cute, and my friends pressured me to talk to you. What do you do?"

Jungkook blushed from the compliment. "Oh...um, thank you I think. I don't have a major picked yet...but I play baseball. What do you do?"

"Nice. I don't have one yet either, but I've just been getting into some clubs. Did you come with anyone?"

"Yeah. Jimin and Taehyung? Taehyung's my teammate."

"Wait. Jimin? As in Park Jimin?" She raised a suspicious eyebrow.

"Yes? Should I be concerned?" Jungkook didn't understand the emotions behind it all.

"You know his reputation, right?" She kind of gave him an odd glance.

"Sort of. He's a pretty...closed off guy."

"Okay, not to spread rumors, but he's slept with so many people. I would stay away from him if you haven't already been cautious."

Jungkook shook his head. "That doesn't mean he's a bad person."

"Alright, don't say I didn't warn you. Everyone knows him. That's why so many guys go after him, they think he's easy."

"I'm pretty sure he has taste at least."

"...okay, well, what I'm trying to say is...he's basically slept with the whole baseball team. So be wary if you're going to stick around him."

"Wait he has?" Jungkook widened his eyes.

"So I've heard. Taehyung and him are notorious for being each other's wingmen, and well, they get laid a lot so I'm guessing it works for them."

"Really?"

She nodded. "My friends are older, so they've seen it for a while now." She drank a little more. "I didn't know you were with such company."

"Oh no, I- I've never- anyways. I barely know Jimin. But Taehyung is my friend. You should come see our games, we have a lot of practice games at night."

"Are you any good?"

"Sure. I haven't lost a game in..." Jungkook tried to remember. "I haven't lost a game."

"Oo, so good. How's the entertainment level?"

"Mmm...medium. Taehyung's better at batting than me, but I like stealing bases more than him."

"I know nothing about baseball, but maybe I'll go."

"Fair warning, Jimin goes too. If you're uncomfortable around him."

"I'll think about it. But seriously...take caution. He's got a lot of things he's done."

"Sure. I really don't think he's a bad guy, but I also don't really know him."

"Maybe just don't let yourself become interesting in him. He doesn't stay in relationships much too often-"

"Found yourself a friend?" Taehyung clapped Jungkook's shoulder, making him jump.

"Taehyung! You scared me."

"Hi! I'm Jihyo. You probably know Momo."

"Ah, yes. How's her relationship with Heechul going?" Taehyung smiled.

"Good. They've been really good at keeping it real but cute and loving."

"That sounds nice." Jungkook nodded, wondering why Taehyung grip on his shoulder was tightening. "...hyung? Something up?" Jungkook looked up at him.

"Whenever you want to leave, I'll be ready too. Jimin's off." Taehyung gave an odd look, one Jungkook didn't quite understand.

"Ah, okay." Jungkook nodded. "Actually whenever you want to."

"Yeah alright. I'll find you when I'm done, okay?"

"Sure." Jungkook gave him a smile as he left.

"See what I mean?"

"Well...it's his choice anyways." Jungkook looked down at his cup with a scowl, thinking. "I don't think he deserves the treatment he gets."

"I think people hear things and pass it along."

"Well, I know he's a smart guy. He wouldn't do things without a reason." Jungkook drank more. "I'm sure he wouldn't."

"Hey, I'm not trying to make him seem like a bad guy. It's just a little concerning that you're hanging out with him, don't know him, and are on the baseball team."

"Things happen." Jungkook shrugged.

They left the subject alone after that, talking a bit more here and there, before trading numbers.

"Ready to go?" Taehyung scared him once more.

"Shit! Dude, stop that. Yes I'm ready. It was nice meeting you Jihyo." Jungkook stood and bowed.

"Same to you. Get home safe."

"You too."

Her and Taehyung stared at each other before they left.

Taehyung broke their silence. "So...how'd you like it?"

"Mmm...talking was nice, but...not my cup of tea. I'd rather just sit and talk with one person with less alcoholic drinks."

Taehyung gave a short laugh. "Yeah, alright."

"...where'd Jimin go?"

"Who knows. Probably off with a guy." Taehyung shrugged.

"And you're okay with that?"

"Well...yeah." Taehyung gave a him a small look. "Are you not okay with that?"

"I just don't get it. I don't...really have sexual feelings. Maybe I just need to be in a relationship." Jungkook shrugged. "So it's a little weird to me personally."

"Ohhhh, okay. That makes more sense. Still..." Taehyung sighed. "Try not to gossip about him?"

"Sorry." Jungkook mumbled, feeling guilty. "I just really...don't know him."

"Then let him decide what you learn. It should be his choice." Taehyung eyed him. "Why are you trying anyways?"

"I've been unfair to him. The least I could do is be on average terms with him."

"...that's kind of you...but wouldn't it be easier to just leave him alone?"

"No, I don't think so. We see each other a lot at this point...and I dunno. I dunno."

"Well...like I said. One fuck up and you're done. Don't try and push this."

Jungkook looked down. "Is it so wrong?...to want to be someone he likes?"

"Typically? Yes. Because he doesn't take interest in people like that. Not in the way you look at him."

"I don't- I don't like men." Jungkook felt defensive. Not that he didn't accept people, but he knew he liked girls. Probably. They were pretty. But...well, so was Jimin. "I just want to-"

"Be on better terms, yeah. But still Jungkook. He's not someone you can just swoop into his life after the things you've done."

"I know. But I'm willing to try."

"He's a tough cookie to break. I've known him for a long time. I'm giving you a fair warning that this is the best time to stop moving forward with whatever relationship you're trying to create. He isn't into commitment."

"But he can commit to friendship. Otherwise you wouldn't be his friend." Jungkook exhaled quietly. For some reason he felt like crying. "Right?"

"Yes, but-"

"Then why can't I?"

"Because Jungkook." Taehyung stopped walking and turned to him. "You keep saying you're straight, and I respect that, but you're falling for him and I'm going to have to tell you that's a bad idea so you don't get hurt."

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. "I'm not falling for him. I don't even know him."

"Exactly. So either keep it that way and leave him alone, or get over whatever dream you think you live in and accept that you're only going to be friends with him at best." Taehyung was serious, and Jungkook felt bad.

Why was Jimin such a big deal? Still. Why was he still such a big deal? In class and outside of class he was the center of attention. Jungkook just wanted to understand it. He wanted to see who he was, why he is like he is, know his smile. He was done looking at his glare and detest.

"Jungkook...I mean it. Don't try it."

"I'm not." Jungkook didn't meet his eyes. "I'm not trying it. I just want to be his friend. Not out of pity. Just out of understanding."

"He's an onion Jungkook. It'll take a while to get through the layers."

"And what if I'm willing?" Jungkook looked up at him. "So what? Maybe it's true I have a weird interest in him, but he's- I dunno, I think we can have something good. And I'm tired. I'm tired of us having something bad."

"Too much of a good thing...isn't good anymore. Don't push it Jungkook."

"And if I do?" Jungkook glared at him.

Taehyung took a step forward. "Then you'll get hurt." He pushed a finger at Jungkook's chest. "And I mean it. You'll never feel a sting quite like it."

Jungkook brushed his finger away from him, taking a step back. "I want to fix whatever we did. And if that means becoming attached to him, then so be it."

"I'm telling you for your own good. Because I care about you and you're my friend. Jungkook, he told me to tell you that he's willing to be your friend. But a much more...edge of the circle kind. That's it. Now you're pushing it. It's about his comfort, his wants, his rules."

"In no way is this about me?"

"You are entering his fucking life. You stepped into it for the first time when you stood up for him when I couldn't. That was amazing of you, and I didn't except it from you. But I didn't mean for you to want to take this any further. I wanted you two to make up, and go on without bad feeling. But now there's more than bad feelings."

"I don't like him like that."

"Keep telling yourself that an you'll eventually believe it. And you better believe it. He's not interested, and won't be. I don't want you to get hurt Jungkook. He's not one to be in a relationship." Taehyung started to show concern, and Jungkook shook his head.

"I'm not trying to be in a relationship with him. I just want to stop being an asshole to him."

"You can stop being an asshole and not be close to him."

Jungkook shook his head. "I...I don't want to date him."

"Sure. Keep living in your heterosexual dream, keep thinking you're straight. But don't. Do not. Make Jimin feel bad for not being able to reciprocate your feelings." Taehyung held a finger up when Jungkook tried to talk. "I like you Jungkook. You're becoming a good friend. Don't push it. Don't even try."

Jungkook looked away, a tightness in his chest. "Fine. Okay. Sorry. I'll just head home now. Thanks for inviting me out."

"No problem. Keep it together and you'll get to go out more."

"Great. Thanks...thank you Taehyung." Jungkook softened, looking up at him. "I mean it. I'll be good. I promise."

"I don't want you to get hurt. I mean that." Taehyung gave him a small smile. "Okay?"

"Okay. I promise." Jungkook gave a small smile back. "See you next practice?"

"See you next practice."

The two went separate ways.

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Jimin went to a game alone, working on homework as he watched Taehyung and Jungkook play. It'd been a couple weeks now, and Jungkook was officially part of their small group. On the outside of the circle, but a part of it nonetheless.

Jimin saw that a small group of girls tended to stick around now too, maybe three or four. He watched a bit before doing more homework. They were in the bottom of the 8th, so the game wouldn't be much longer. He swore he felt some eyes on him.

He glanced up and suddenly it was the 9th. "Mm." He looked over to the group of girls, and saw them look away. He packed up his things and watched the game.

"Hello ladies." Jimin heard a familiar voice, immediately looking over with his eyes, keeping his head on the game. "Mind if we take a seat?"

"Yes, we do." One spoke boldly, the others looking uncomfortable.

They sat around them anyways, two men that Jimin knew way too well. He stood up quickly, and got on the bleacher seats, walking over to them. "Get away from them."

"Princess! You're here." He grinned, and Jimin glared, arms crossing.

"Get away from them."

"Why? I'm sure they like the company."

"I'm positive they don't."

"Yeah, back off you creeps." The same girl who spoke before stood up and ushered her girls behind her. Jimin moved in front of them when they stood up.

"Leave them alone." Jimin was stern. He'd dealt with them enough times.

They heard a cheer from the teams below, Jimin knowing Taehyung and Jungkook would be looking up for his waves and yelling.

"Princess, move aside. This isn't about you this time. Unless your pretty ass would like to be our entertainment for the night, I'd like to get on with it." The first one gave a smile, the second one trying to move past the girl standing her ground.

"Go." She waved her girls away, and they left in a hurry.

"Aww, now we don't like chases." They glared at the two. "Guess you'll have to do Princess."

"I'd rather die then ever sleep with you. If there was a number less than zero to represent your sex appeal, that's what you'd be." Jimin shook his head with a glare.

"You little bitch." He punched Jimin across the face, knocking him down the bleachers, luckily landing not so hard.

Jimin gasped for breath, hearing the girl run, and the two men stay. He felt a harsh spike of anxiety, trying to catch his breath.

"You think you get to talk to me like that?" The second man stood behind the first, who walked down the bleachers and stood over Jimin.

Jimin struggled to raise himself up, using one arm. "Y-you think you get to boss everyone around?"

"I'm your senior. You should respect your seniors." He squatted down, grabbing Jimin's cheeks in one hand. "Don't you think?"

"I respect those who deserve it." Jimin glared, definitely feeling some bruises on his body. "Hence why I treat you like dog shit."

"You're going to learn your place. Fucking Princess." He let go of his cheeks and grabbed Jimin's hair, but before he could do anything, multiple men came up the stairs, ones Jimin couldn't see or process, and his hair was released.

He heard a small struggle, but he stayed on the ground, now on his hands and knees to try and regain his breath. Now was not the time for an anxiety attack.

A hand on his back brought him back to earth. Then another hand joined his back. "Jimin? Can you hear us? Are you okay?" It was Taehyung.

Jimin looked up with wide eyes, before moving into Taehyung's arms.

"Are you okay Jimin hyung?" Jungkook's soft voice made Jimin look at him. "Oh hyung..." Jimin thought he looked like he was on the verge of tears.

Jimin felt hot tears go down his cheeks as he finally felt the pain from the hits he took. "I look like shit, don't I?" He tried to laugh, but he cried harder. "I look like shit." Jimin felt small in Taehyung's arms, hiding his face as well.

Jungkook shouldn't see him like this.

He heard people come up the steps. "Son...you're going to have to answer some questions...there's a group of girls you were with that we'd like to question as well...but they won't talk without you there." A soft, older voice talked. Jimin looked up to see a security guard.

"Sure. I can do that." Jimin sniffed and rubbed his tears, before getting up, and just like that, in a snap, he was okay.

He got up and Taehyung helped him, but for some god damn reason, Jungkook lingered. He wasn't falling for it at all.

They went down, Jimin seeing the group of girls all okay. He smiled at them, and they went over and hugged him.

"Thank you! Thank you so much, thank you thank you thank you-" a chorus of thank you's rang in Jimin's ears as he was hugged.

"No- no problem." Jimin was surprised by the affection.

"Are you okay? That was a pretty bad hit..." the one who stood up for the girls touched his cheek, and Jimin winced.

"Yeah, I'll heal. My back is killing me though." He gave a weak laugh. "What's going to happen to them?" Jimin turned to the security guard.

"Some police are coming down. They're with more guards. This is an assault?"

"And harassment. The two were bothering them, and when I came over to let them get away he punched me across the cheek. Which you can see pretty clearly." Jimin kept his composure. "The hit knocked me off the bleachers, which is where he- you- you saw." Jimin looked down. His throat felt tight.

"I'm sorry, but please explain."

"He...he grabbed my face, before grabbing my hair to do who knows what." Jimin gnawed on his bottom lip. "That's it."

"Thank you son. The police might have to ask you the same things. Please stick around for the time being."

Jimin nodded as watched him take the girls view, writing down things.

Jimin went to sit somewhere, in a daze mostly. When he sat, Taehyung and Jungkook sat on either side of him.

They sat in silence, Taehyung holding Jimin's hand.

Jimin had to do the same process with the police, barely keeping it together this time. After that was done, the girls came over to Jimin.

"Jimin. Thank you so much. We would've been in serious trouble without you." They bowed low.

"Jihyo, I'm sorry." Jungkook was quiet. "I didn't think something like this would happen."

"It's not your fault Jungkook. Not at all." She gave a reassuring smile. "Thank you Jimin." She bowed again.

"Need an escort?" Jimin offered with a small smile. "I'm sure the three of us could spare the time."

"No no, now that they're gone I feel safe."

"Jimin, anything we can do for you, you tell us. I'm Dahyun, please, don't be shy to ask anything." She bowed. "Thank you for standing up for us."

"It was no big deal. Sure you don't want an escort?"

"We're sure. Thank you." They all bowed again before leaving.

Taehyung took a small breath. "Do you?.."

"Yeah. Can I? I left my bag up there. I can make my own way back, I just- yeah. With them gone I'll be okay." Jimin smiled. "I promise."

"Alright. You better call me when you're on your way." Taehyung stood up. "Come on Jungkook. Let's go get our bags."

"What?"

Taehyung gave him a look, and Jungkook got up too. "Thanks Tae."

"No problem love."

Jimin watched them go before standing up and brushing off his ass, then went up to the bleachers again, going to his bag and sitting down. He held it as he cried.

These bruises would last a while, and they would hurt for longer. He got a lot of bruises, that was normal, as he was a dance major, but this would affect his work. And he couldn't not dance and perform. The show must go on. And so it would.

He felt better while crying, his anxiety going away, instead just feeling the pain of bruises and perhaps a cut or two. He might've hurt his ankle a tad bit. The fall wasn't too bad, he didn't hit his head at least.

Jimin curled into himself, hands on the back of his head, head to his knees. He had to get this all out of him before he moved on.

"Hyung?..." the softest voice Jimin had ever heard called out to him, making Jimin look up.

"Fucking shit." Jimin wiped his eyes as quickly as possible, looking away.

"No hyung, it's okay to cry...it's normal."

"I look like shit Jungkook, leave me alone." Jimin hid his face, hearing Jungkook drop his bag. He took a seat next to him.

"Doesn't matter. You can look pretty, like shit, or like a nerd, it doesn't matter. Your emotions are still valid..."

"I don't need a pep talk." Jimin wanted to be mean. Make him go away. Make him feel bad for comforting him. But he didn't budge.

"That's alright. I'll just be here." Jungkook exhaled through his nose, and Jimin could swear he had a smile. "Till you're okay."

"You don't need to be here."

"Doesn't matter. I'm here anyways." Jungkook kicked his feet slowly, like he had a beat of a song he had stuck in his head. "Besides. The stars are always prettier from here. They're a bit hard to see, but they're out there. You know, they listen to what we have to say. The moon and the stars."

Jungkook simply kept talking, and Jimin realized he'd stopped crying as soon as he had arrived.

"I used to talk to the moon. I thought she could hear me and grant my wishes. I thought...that something that simple, yet so beautiful, couldn't have been anything other than a gift. I felt like she was everyone's, but mine at the same time. Open to everyone, yet also personal to everyone. You know?"

Jimin laughed a little. "What are you going on about?"

"It's like you." Jungkook looked at him. Jimin glanced, then looked down with a small smile.

"How so?"

"Something so beautiful that's taken for granted by those around. You're a gift to the world Jimin, and not everyone knows how to make their wishes."

Jimin looked at him. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." Jungkook smiled.

"Thanks. It's not often I'm compared to the moon."

"Well, you're certainly as bright as the moon." Jungkook looked down. "I'm sorry Jimin. It's cause of me those two knew you went to baseball games."

"Is that what you're sad about?" Jimin almost laughed.

"A little. But I- you got hurt Jimin."

"It's nothing I can't handle." Jimin smiled.

Jungkook's eyes softened even more as he caressed Jimin's bruised cheek.

Jimin's eyes watered up. He'd never been touched so gently, so softly, that he leaned into it and cried without moving his mouth. He simply stared at Jungkook as his eyes poured.

"Oh hyung." He spoke softly. Everything was soft, and comforting, and something Jimin hadn't felt before. Security. He pulled him into a hug, letting Jimin bury his face in Jungkook's chest.

Jimin cried into Jungkook's chest, grabbing onto his sweater tightly. Jungkook's arms were tight, but comforting.

He even let Jimin get it all out. For once, Jimin didn't have anymore tears left in him. He just let Jungkook rock them back and forth slowly, rubbing his back.

He didn't even say anything.

Jimin gave one more shaky breath before pealing away.

"Better hyung?"

"Yeah. Yeah. I'm feeling better." Jimin gave a weak smile. "Thank...thank you Jungkook."

"Of course. I couldn't- I couldn't just leave you alone." Jungkook stumbled over his words. "I just couldn't."

"No?" Jimin looked at him, watching him blush. It was dark, but he could tell. He was embarrassed. "Why not?"

"Cause. I couldn't leave you to be sad alone."

"That's a nice excuse."

"It's true." Jungkook was quiet.

"Well...would you like to walk me back?"

"I would." Jungkook nodded and the two got up, Jungkook taking Jimin's bag too.

Jimin felt better, and he sent Taehyung a text.
They walked for a while without talking.

"You're...are you still going to come to our games?"

"Sure. I like it."

"Good. You should hang out with the girls. They're my friends."

"Oh? You getting good with the ladies now?" Jimin raised an eyebrow, teasing him.

Jungkook laughed. "No, no. I'm not good at getting anyone. But then again...I've never tried before..."

"No? I'm sure I could help you out." Jimin nudged him. "I'm good at it."

"No no, I'm not trying to get laid. I'm not- I'm not into that."

"Ah, what a pity. You've got a nice body."

Jungkook blushed. "Really?"

"Well yeah, have you seen yourself?"

"I guess..."

Jimin laughed. "Well...here we are." Jimin stood at the gate to his dorm building. "I'll...I'll see you around Jungkook."

"Yeah." Jungkook stood there.

Jimin stood there too. He waited before realizing Jungkook was spaced out. "My bag?"

"Oh! My bad, sorry, sorry." Jungkook handed it over, making Jimin laugh.

"Don't worry." Jimin smiled. "Oh and Jungkook? Thank you. So much."

"It's no problem. None whatsoever."

Jimin grabbed the collar of Jungkook's sweater and pulled him to his height, kissing him on the cheek. "You're a good guy. I would try not to be so obvious about having a crush. That's as far a you'll ever get." Jimin gave one last smile before going inside his building.

Jungkook stood there dumbfounded, holding his cheek.

Jimin laughed a little as he went up to their dorm.

"Hey Jimin. What'd he do?"

"He tried to comfort me. And he did. But he's pretty bad at hiding a crush." Jimin put his bag down and started to change.

"Shit dude, that's some nasty bruises."

"Nothing I can't handle." Jimin stayed in shorts, going to their mirror to tend to any cuts. "Besides. I thought I told you to warn the poor boy? Did he not listen?"

"He didn't. After we got our bags I told him to leave you alone, but he didn't want to. Don't lead him on Jimin, I don't want him to get hurt."

"It's fine. If he keeps it up he's going to get hurt anyways. He needs to learn boundaries."

"...don't hurt him Chim..." Taehyung sat up in his bed. "Please. He's a good guy."

"I know. But I'm not going to treat him differently. Then he'll think he's special." Jimin shook his head. "And only you're special."

"Other people can be special. But I mean it, please don't hurt him. He's just trying to be a kinder person."

"I don't want that." Jimin finished cleaning the cuts and got a wipe, cleaning his face and hands. "I want him to back off...what he did tonight...I don't really want that again." Jimin smiled thinly. Jungkook was too gentle and soft for him...Jungkook deserved someone who would care for him equally.

"What'd he do?"

"He's too kind Taehyung." Jimin got in bed. "He should find someone else. Someone who cares."

"I've told him a hundred times."

"He's cute, I'll give him that. But I know his kind. You know. A whole relationship. That's just not how I live."

Taehyung turned off the lights. "I know Jimin. And I'm looking out for the both of you. You know I can't stop him from trying."

"I know. I'll just...I'll keep it in my mind, you know?"

"Yeah. I'll keep reminding him."

____

Jimin sat right behind the girls for another game. They'd really gotten to be better friends, being able to talk about boys, cute clothes, and dance. When the game ended, Jimin sent Taehyung a text that he wanted to stay and draw for a tad bit more, his homework all done.

The girls said their fairwells, and Jimin looked up at the stars, drawing constellations as their animals or people for his art class.

"Wow hyung, that looks pretty good." Jungkook's voice startled Jimin, and he dropped his book and pencil on the bleachers. "Sorry." Jungkook picked it up for Jimin.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you." Jimin blushed a little from being scared. "Aren't you supposed to be out celebrating another win?"

"Naw, I don't want to waste my time."

"Then what are you doing here?" Jimin raised an eyebrow and closed his sketchbook. "Trying anything with me is a mistake. A waste of time."

"Not to me. Besides...I like looking at the sky with you." Jungkook smiled earnestly, and Jimin shook his head.

"You should stop, Jungkook." Jimin gave him a pat on his thigh. "This isn't going to go far."

Jungkook pouted. "Don't assume things. I haven't even said anything."

"It's clear, Jungkook."

"I...I don't want to date you."

"Why, you're straight? You just like comforting people and calling them as pretty as the moon? You just like defending them and begging to walk them home so they're safe? I don't think so." Jimin gave him a small smile. "Sorry, but I don't want that."

"Then what do you want?" Jungkook was serious, but his eyes were soft.

"What do I want? I don't want to break your fragile heart."

"I'm not fragile." Jungkook slowly took Jimin's hands. He played with them, staring at them. He didn't look up. "Your hands are small..." Jungkook smiled a little.

"Jungkook." Jimin sighed and tried to get Jungkook to look at him. "Come on. You know this is a never ending tunnel."

"It doesn't have to be."

"It does, actually." Jimin gave him a sad smile. "So tell me what you want. Do you want to know what it's like to kiss me? Do you want to know how I feel?"

"What? No. I just want to- to know what it's like to be looked at by you."

Jimin blushed at his honesty. He was so vanilla it was sickening sweet. Why was he blushing anyways?

"I can't give you that." Jimin shook his head, blushing even more when Jungkook looked up at him, his soft hands still gently going over Jimin's.

"Why not?"

"I can't." Jimin gnawed on his bottom lip.

"Hey." Jungkook let go of Jimin's hands, one going to caress Jimin's cheek, the other going over Jimin's lip. "If you keep that up you'll make yourself bleed."

Jimin almost glared, shaking at Jungkook's soft touch. "D-don't..."

"I mean it. You'll hurt yourself that way, and I hate it when you're hurt." Jungkook brushed his thumb over Jimin's cheek, where the bruise once was.

Jimin exhaled. "Jungkook..." Jimin leaned into his hand, looking up at him. "I don't want you to get hurt because of me."

"It's okay. I don't mind." Jungkook gave a weak laugh. "I don't mind if it's you."

With that, Jungkook leaned in and kissed Jimin. Jimin let him, still resting his head in Jungkook's hand. His lips were soft, and slow, and kind. Perhaps inexperienced, but kind. Jimin hadn't really experienced anything like that before. He actively avoided people like Jungkook.

They always made him feel bad in the end.

Jimin broke away from the kiss. "Ah." He patted Jungkook's chest. "Don't ask for more." He gave a small smile. "Please."

"Okay." Jungkook smiled and looked down. He didn't look sad at all.

"What is it?"

"You have soft lips."

"You're- are you- hold on, was that your first kiss?" Jimin felt mixed emotions.

"...maybe..." he looked embarrassed now. "Can- can I walk you back?"

Jimin laughed. "Are you kidding me? You haven't kissed someone before?"

"I- I haven't liked anyone before."

"What a baby." Jimin cooed. "So you're admitting it now, right? You like me?"

"Ah- ignore that." Jungkook shyly laughed.

"No. Cause you should stop that. I mean it. Kissing is great, and I'm down to fuck, but you're not going to get a relationship out of me."

"I know that."

"Then what are you doing?" Jimin gave him an odd look. He couldn't read Jungkook at all. Maybe he still didn't know him well.

"Dunno. I'm just- I dunno, I just really like you." Jungkook looked up at him before looking down. "Anyways." He stood up and got his bag, taking Jimin's as well.

"I don't think so." Jimin grabbed Jungkook's sweater sleeve and tugged him back down. "You get this one night, okay? Babies first kiss can't be so sweet."

"You thought it was sweet?" Jungkook smiled wide, making Jimin coo.

"So cute."  He grabbed the collar of his sweater and pulled him down to his level. "Don't flatter yourself." He kissed him again, this time not letting it stay soft. He had to show Jungkook that he wasn't here to play around and be caring.

He kissed him more roughly, shoving his tongue inside, licking around before getting Jungkook's tongue between his teeth and pulling away slightly, then let it go.

Jungkook blinked a lot, his cheeks hot. "You...you think I'm cute?"

"Dear god." Jimin laughed. "Get it through your head."

"Can I kiss you again?" Jungkook moved forward, but stopped.

"Jungkook." Jimin smiled. "I shouldn't lead you on."

"No no, that's okay. I think you should." Jungkook smiled back at him.

Jimin could see his happiness. "I shouldn't. You'll get hurt."

"I think I might be making some progress with you."

"Progress?" Jimin raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. You've started to look at me differently."

"Fuck off. No I haven't." Jimin glared. "No I haven't."

"A little bit." Jungkook laughed. "You have. Like...like I'm not a burden to you anymore. Maybe you even look forward to seeing me." Jungkook took his hands again, playing with them.

"You're testing your luck." Jimin gave a grin, one that he hoped didn't look too kind.

"Might as well do it while I can, no? You already said you think I'm cute."

"I don't go for cute boys." Jimin gave him a pat on the shoulder, standing up and starting to walk.

Jungkook scurried next to him, taking both their bags. "I'm not just cute."

"Sure, sure. You're a prude. Vanilla. Absolutely tasteless. But yes, you are cute. Like a little puppy. I bet I could get you to do whatever I wanted." Jimin glanced over Jungkook as they walked to Jimin's dorm.

"I'm...I'm not a prude. I'm only vanilla cause I don't know anything else. I have taste, excuse you."

"Show me next time we invite you to a party. I'd like to see you in something more showy than a shirt and ripped pants at the knees only."

"What do I get out of it?"

"Lingering eyes?"

"Mm...how about another kiss?"

"Don't push it." Jimin gave him a glare, but Jungkook smiled. He seemed to see right past him.

"You look interested." Jungkook shrugged, looking away with a smile.

"You're getting cocky."

"I've always been cocky."

"Yeah you're right. You're a bastard." Jimin cursed.

"Oh, my heart." Jungkook grabbed his sweater where his heart was, pretending to be shot. "I'm so hurt."

"Oh shut it." Jimin pushed him playfully.

"Does it sound like a deal?" Jungkook gave him a more serious look, though he smiled anyways.

"You're bold to ask. We'll see how good you look, then I'll rank you out of 10. You need a 9 to pass." Jimin decided, giving him another look. "I'm betting you're an 8.5."

"Ooo, I'm willing to bet I'm a 10, actually. See, I'd never assume you'd shoot for anyone under a 10. You're like, at least a 20." Jungkook casually flirted, Jimin giving a stupid laugh.

"A 20? I can't be that amazing, sorry."

"You make every head turn, so yeah, I think you can be that amazing."

"Sure."

The two got to Jimin's dorm building.

"Hyung...sleep well."

"You too Jungkook. Sorry I was your first kiss." Jimin looked down, starting to feel bad about it. Jungkook's first everything should've been special...not with Jimin.

"No no, don't apologize." Jungkook gave him a kiss on the top of his hanging head. "I really liked it. Sleep tight, you've got a big day tomorrow." Jungkook gave Jimin his bag and took a couple of steps back, and Jimin nodded, walking into his dorm. Jungkook left after Jimin was safely inside.

Jimin made his way to his dorm, dropping his bag on the ground and flopping onto his bed.

"Well you stayed out drawing for longer than usual."

"Got caught up in something."

"Lemme take a guess...Jungkook?"

"Yep." Jimin rolled onto his back, raising one leg at a time to take his shoes off. "He just keeps getting bolder and bolder."

"And this time?"

"We kissed. It was his first kiss Taehyung. I-I shouldn't be his first anything. I don't want to be his first anything."

"Maybe it'll be a lesson. People tend to become a relationship, or a lesson, or both. Maybe you're a lesson for him."

"That means I have to go through the emotions of it Taehyung. I- I don't want that again. It feels terrible."

"My warnings haven't done much to affect him."

"Yeah, well neither have mine." Jimin sighed. "I keep encouraging him. I need to stop."

"Jimin!" Taehyung shook his head. "No wonder he's not budging. You're not being firm."

"But he's cute." Jimin whined. "And he said he'd dress up for me next party."

"So you're encouraging him...?"

"I want to sleep with him. He's just slow to catch the drift. But once we do we're done. You know I cut off people I sleep with." Jimin sighed. "But I don't think he'll handle that well."

"He wouldn't."

"Couldn't hurt to try."

"Be careful Jimin..."

"I won't be the loser in this situation."

"Don't purposely hurt his feelings. He's allowed to have them."

"Yeah? Well, not with me he's not." Jimin stared at their ceiling. "I don't date."

____

"Lemme have a peak-"

"No." Jungkook kept his sweater on tight, grabbing the bottom and tugging it down, as Jimin and Taehyung tried to see what he was wearing.

"Come on~ let us see before everyone else does."

"No. I- I'm already embarrassed you convinced me to wear something else, so please for the love of god leave me alone." Jungkook blushed and kept walking with them.

"Aww~ look at that blush~" Jimin cooed. "The baby boy's growing up."

"I'm not a baby."

"Sure you are. You're a freshman."

"Not the same thing..." Jungkook mumbled.

"Come on~ let us see~" Taehyung whined, tugging on his sweater again.

"Nope. You'll see it when we're there."

"Where'd you get leather pants by the way?"

"I used to do dance."

"Mm." Jimin didn't sound convinced.

They arrived at the party, Jimin walking off with the door man again. He tended to do that to get a vibe of who was here to dance and party with.

Jungkook went to his more familiar spot in the sitting area, seeing Jihyo, but before he could get to her, Taehyung grabbed the back neck of his sweater, choking him. "Hulh!" He took an awkward step backwards.

"Oh no you don't. You're getting this thing off and dancing this time. I hereby announce it. Take it off."

Jungkook blushed and brushed down his sweater as Taehyung let him go. He already had his sweater off, holding Jimin's as well. "Let me ease into it..."

"Nope. It's party time."

"Mm." Jungkook felt embarrassed as he took his sweater off, then readjusted his shirt.

"What the fuck." Taehyung looked him up and down. "You wear baggy clothes to hide this?"

"You've- you've seen me at practice-"

"Not the same thing bud. You always cover up."

Jungkook had decided to wear a blue, silk, short sleeved shirt, tucked into his leather pants, except only two buttons were buttoned to show off his entire abdomen and chest, and his sleeve of tattoos showed. "You think it's good?"

"It'll catch Jimin's eye alright." Taehyung gave a smile, making Jungkook embarrassed.

"I usually hide my tattoos..."

"Oh he doesn't know?"

Jungkook shook his head. "I wear long sleeves for games too."

"God damn it." Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's arm and walked away, going to the room with coats, before dragging him to the dance section of the party. "You're going to dance with me until Jimin sees you. And then, he's going to dance with you, okay?"

"Really?" Jungkook laughed a little. "He'll dance with me?" Jungkook scanned the room to try and see Jimin.

"With you looking like this? He better." Taehyung started to move to the music, Jungkook already impressed by how casually attractive he was. "Come on, move." Taehyung grabbed his arms and rocked him side to side before letting him go.

"Sorry." Jungkook couldn't find him, but did start to move to the music. It was pretty nice to dance again, but without a grade. It was a bit freeing.

"Oh my god." Taehyung's voice made Jungkook notice him again. "Hey, Jimin's noticed you."

"Hm?" Jungkook could barely hear him, and as he scanned the room he saw Jimin leave whoever he was dancing with and walking towards the two of them. "Oh shit, he looks pissed."

"You're about to get an earful."

"What'd I do?" Jungkook gave Jimin a weak smile, eying him up and down before blushing.

"You hid this from me?" Jimin eyed him hungrily, Jungkook swallowing his spit. "God damn it." Jimin placed a hand on Jungkook's chest and slid it down to his abdomen. "I thought you were kidding. You really are more than cute." Jimin smiled, but it wasn't kind.

"I told you. I'm more than cute."

"You're a bastard for hiding this from me. If I'd known..." Jimin gave him another look up and down before looking surprised. "A whole sleeve? You are one shy bastard." He grabbed his hands and started to dance.

Jungkook laughed a little but danced too. He looked so pretty when he danced, so carefree and happy. Jungkook realized he didn't know what major Jimin was, but since he danced so gracefully, he had to guess he was a dance major. Maybe. Or he was just good at everything. Either way, Jungkook loved it. He loved the way he looked when he danced, and he couldn't help but smile as he danced as well.

Jungkook also had never gotten so many looks before. He swore that if Jimin wasn't with him, he'd be overwhelmed. Jimin was oddly protective of him when they went to parties nowadays.

He would make sure no one touched him, made sure if he was uncomfortable that he had someone with him. He'd even left his dancing partner to get a girl away from Jungkook when Jihyo wasn't there one time.

The next thing Jungkook knew, Jimin had dragged him to a different part of the house, somewhere more private.

"Jimin?" Jungkook woke up from his daze, realizing they were alone.

"What? People were looking. I know you wanted to impress me, but you didn't have to do this." Jimin cornered him, Jungkook backing up as much as he could. "Come here."

"W-what are you-" Jungkook was cut off when he hit the wall and Jimin ran his hand down his abdomen once again. His small, cold hands make Jungkook shiver. "What're you doing?"

"Didn't you want a kiss for listening?" Jimin raised an eyebrow and watched Jungkook blush a deep crimson. "Oo, I think I'd like to see you blush like that above me. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"J-Jimin..." Jungkook looked down, before squeaking. "Jimin!"

He'd snuck his hands around Jungkook's waist, then his ass, groping him and pressing their lower halves together.

"Is there a problem?"

Jungkook squirmed, not uncomfortable, but not knowing what to do. "I'm just- I'm just confused I thought-"

"Shh." Jimin started to kiss his chest, moving up to his neck, then cheek, then finally, finally, Jungkook's lips. He kissed him eagerly, moving his hands to hold Jimin's cheeks.

"Ah- Jimin..." Jungkook whispered, embarrassed by Jimin's hands groping his ass.

"Hm?" Jimin looked up at him, or more accurately his lips. "Is there a problem? You asked for a kiss, and I'm giving you more than that. 10 out of 10 Jungkook." Jimin went back to kissing him and moving his hands, rolling small circles against his crotch.

Jungkook felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment, his hands falling to Jimin's shoulders. "J-Jimin..." Jungkook let his head fall back, exhaling quietly.

Jimin attacked his chest again, kissing and leaving love bites. He gave a soft giggle, making Jungkook's head explode. "Gold star."

"G-gold star?" Jungkook huffed out.

"Mhm." Jimin laughed. "So are you going to take me somewhere tonight or am I going to have to find someone else on the dance floor?" Jimin kept kissing at his chest and neck, hands still moving. "Or...are you satisfied with kisses?"

"I'm- I like your lips." Jungkook looked down again, whining when Jimin pressed them together a little harder.

"Ah, music to my ears." Jimin kissed him again, this time Jungkook taking more lead.

Jimin let him, enjoying Jungkook's attempt to be dominant.

Jimin broke away from the kiss. "Tell me Jungkook."

"Hm?"

"Am I going to have to find someone else tonight or are you serious?"

"Jimin..." Jungkook mumbled. "You know I can't..."

"Then don't tease me again." Jimin pushed away from him. He looked him up and down and laughed. "You should stop now. Whatever you're trying to do. You're pushing it enough as it is."

"I just...I just like you. Is that a problem?" Jungkook was still in a slight daze from Jimin's lips on him.

"Yeah. You don't know me. You missed a golden chance lover boy." Jimin blew him a kiss and left Jungkook.

Jungkook didn't realize he was holding his breath as he finally let it out. He got his sweater and left, texting Taehyung.

He got to his dorm and saw himself in the mirror. "Oh dear god..."

He had lipstick marks all over his chest, neck, face and lips, and he finally saw what Jimin meant by a gold star. He'd left five marks in a star shape on his chest.

Jungkook hated how much he liked it. He hated it so much. He'd never felt attraction to someone before. Not like this. For a while he thought he might be asexual, then aromantic when he wasn't interested in dating anyone. He felt uncomfortable with advances, but not with Jimin.

There was something about Jimin. He'd really never felt it before. It was a different kind of attention. A different touch. A different feel. And he liked it.

Jungkook felt himself heat up. He didn't want to change, not really. He kind of just wanted to stare at himself, imagine what it would be like if Jimin was here, what he'd do, what he'd ask Jungkook to do. Jimin was right. Jungkook would do anything for him.

He sat against his bed, looking at himself in the mirror. He couldn't even remember what he hated about Jimin as he palmed himself gently, lost in thought. Jimin always looked pretty. He absolutely always looked pretty. If Jungkook was thinking straight, he would've taken in what Jimin was wearing better, but instead he only saw his face. So expressive, so excited, so pleased. He looked so pleased at seeing Jungkook and the way he was dressed tonight.

He liked his body, that was something. Maybe he should've taken his offer. Not that he was ready, but Jimin certainly seemed ready. But then again...he wanted more than a one night stand. Much more than that.

He groaned at his situations.

He got a sudden text.

Jimin
Bitch

Jungkook laughed a tiny bit, before undoing his pants so he could get a little relief. His leather pants were not helping his boner.

Jungkook
What did I do?

Jimin
I couldn't find anyone else, so I'm dissatisfied. Why'd you leave immediately?

Jungkook
Problems

Jimin
Oh, I see. Did I rile you up that much? Is it cause you saw what I did to you? You looked so pretty all messed up. Did you see my star? Do you like it?

Jungkook
Jesus Christ Jimin...

Jungkook exhaled, hating once again how much he loved this. Hated how he touched himself to Jimin's texts. Not even his voice.

Jimin
Well?

Jungkook
Fuck off.

Jimin
Oo, stingy. Mind if I call? Or would you rather send a picture of how disheveled you look?"

Jungkook
Jimin, come on.

Jimin
No, you come on. You're the only 10 I saw out there tonight. Spoil me

Jungkook
Fine.

Jungkook felt slightly angry. He was so easy. Jimin could do whatever he wanted with him and he'd let him. He'd always let him.

He took a picture of himself in the mirror, slightly raising one of knees so he didn't give an accidental dick pic. He stared at it with embarrassment, feeling sort of attractive. Maybe Jimin would feel the same.

He sent it, continuing to palm himself as he waited for Jimin to text him back. He had too much hope.

Jimin
And you didn't fuck me tonight??? That's a crime. Look at you.
You look so pretty
God look at you
You look so pretty in the light
You didn't wash off my lipstick?

Jungkook cursed as he got his dick out and started to stroke himself. Jimin was too good at this. He was also engrained in his mind. The way he touched him, kissed him, marked him. Jungkook loved how he looked. A mess just because of Jimin.

Jungkook
I want to remember how it feels
I love it
I feel so pretty

Jungkook nearly killed himself for being horny, texting Jimin whatever was on his mind. He hated it.

Jimin
You are pretty. I wish I could see you right now
God you look so good
I didn't know you were so handsome

Jungkook
I told you
I told you I wasn't just cute

Jimin
I feel like you've lied to me
Are you willing to spoil me a little more?

Jungkook groaned again, trying to find his release.

Jungkook
What else could you possible want from me?

Jimin's name popped up on his screen for a call.

"Oh shit fucking hell. God damn it." Jungkook didn't want to stop, didn't want to answer, but he did want to hear his voice.

Jungkook answered begrudgingly. "What more do you want from me?" He tried to sound upset, but he nearly whined the words.

"Oh baby. You're just too pretty to be left alone. I want to hear you. You looked so, so pretty. I'm usually pretty humble, but my work was good. Those hickeys are going to be staying for a while."

"You liked how I looked that much?" Jungkook panted, feeling more turned on by Jimin's voice. It was sweet, but laced with poison. Jungkook should've left when he had the chance.

"I love it. You looked so beautiful. You should have your shirt off more often. You're so misleading."

"I just want your attention...other people looked at me too."

"And they're stupid for doing so. You were mine tonight. Should've been, at least. You should've taken me somewhere nice and you should've taken your opportunity. What would you have done then, I wonder? How do you treat your partners?"

"I- I've never- I don't know-" Jungkook tried not to moan as he upped his speed.

"I'm sure you would've learned. Besides...now you're going to suffer without me. Am I helping? You sound like you're struggling. I wish I could be there. Watch you be embarrassed and shy. You know I'd help you. Make sure you feel good. I want you Jungkook. I want to know how good you look with even less clothes."

"W-want me?" Jungkook shouldn't have felt hope. This kind of thing didn't happen to people who wanted a long relationship.

"Yeah, I want you. I want to know how you feel inside me. Wanna know what you like, learn how you fuck and treat me. Wanna know how sensitive you are, how easy you are, how quick I can get you to look just as exquisite as you did tonight."

"You're crazy Jimin. Y-you shouldn't- shouldn't be thinking about those things."

"Then what are you thinking about while jacking off? If it isn't me, I think I'll start a riot."

"It's...shut up." Jungkook felt shame. He shouldn't be doing this.

"Oh it's me alright. It better be me. Imagine it then, since you won't actually do it. Imagine my lips everywhere, my hands making sure you're loud and moaning, god what I wouldn't give to hear you moan just once more." Jimin hummed. "Willing to treat me even more?"

"N-no Jimin, don't- don't ask things of me. You should- should hang up-"

"So you're close? Let me hear it. I want to imagine it even more than I have tonight."

"Jimin..." Jungkook felt embarrassed, hating how much he wanted Jimin to be here.

"Do you need more encouragement? How about you imagine me sucking you off. Wouldn't it be nice to see lipstick on your cock? You like my lips it seems. I wish you'd sent me a picture without hiding anything."

"...'m not gunna send a dick pic." Jungkook spoke weakly, pursing his lips as he kept going. He did imagine everything Jimin would say, knowing he was too far gone to try and hide.

"Should've. I don't accept many, but I'd accept yours. Besides...I still want you to fuck me. Been thinking about it recently, and tonight solidified that. So think about how you want to do it and tell me when you want to. Keep it in mind, Jungkook."

Jungkook blushed more, a mix of emotions boiling in his chest. He didn't want to lose his virginity to someone who wasn't in a relationship with him. "Jimin..."

"Just tell me when you're ready. Besides, I wouldn't believe you if you said you'd never thought about it. Not after the way you looked at me. I don't like waiting, Jungkook."

"Mm...I can't." Jungkook knew his voice was breathy, and he knew he sounded fucking stupid. He sounded absolutely stupid. But he was close, and at this point, he didn't care.

"Sure you can. Might be the only time you'll get to kiss me again."

"Fuck." Jungkook quietly moaned as he came, biting down on his tongue to suppress it.

"Ah! How pretty! Don't ever hide that again. I want to hear you even louder. Fuck, I should've gone with you tonight." Jimin groaned, sounding disappointed. "You should've said yes."

"Fuck off." Jungkook felt like crying. "You're being selfish Jimin." Jungkook nearly yelled.

"Excuse you? You're the one pushing me. I've been following your lead."

"What the fuck do you mean by that?" Jungkook shook a little bit. "I have been following your lead. I've been doing what you've been allowing me to do."

"Jungkook, this is stupid. Don't fucking argue with me about this. You've been pushy. You made the first moves. Now I'm interested. Good job. What do you want now?"

"If you're interested then I want to fucking date you!" Jungkook nearly cried. He shakily got up and started to clean himself. He got water and started to clean up his chest, erasing the lipstick marks. "But you don't want that, do you."

"This is why I don't get involved with people Jungkook. Don't make me feel bad for what I decide to choose."

"Then don't fucking lead me on." Jungkook hung up, angrily throwing his phone at the bed. He took a shower, feeling better after cleaning off.

He got in comfortable clothes, baggy, and black. He felt like himself again.

He checked his phone, seeing a couple angry texts from Jimin, before leaving him on read.

Jimin
Are you fucking kidding me
You're going to do that?
Don't fucking ignore me.

And so he did. He left him on read, putting on a show to watch and going to his desk. He drew, trying to ease his mind.

____

Jungkook ignored Jimin for a while. He kinda felt bad. But not enough to not avoid him. His season was about to get more serious, and he focused on school for the time being.

Namjoon still helped tutor him, and he even got a little better. Maybe Jimin was a waste of his time.

But, sadly, he couldn't avoid him forever.

"Jungkook, I'm sorry to ask, but will you walk Jimin back to our dorm for me? Something came up for me." Taehyung asked as they packed their bags from a practice.

"Hyung, you know we're not on good terms."

"I know. But seriously. You've going to have to talk to him eventually anyways."

"I don't have to." Jungkook looked down and away.

"Your hair is getting long. Stop hiding behind it. Just do it for me, okay?"

"Why?"

"...you know why."

Jungkook exhaled. "Fine. You're lucky."

"Thanks Jungkook. If it goes wrong, you know I'll make it up to you." Taehyung gave a soft laugh.

They went different ways, Jungkook begrudgingly going to where Jimin was standing. When he got there, he held out his hand immediately.

"Hm?" Jimin gave him an odd look.

"Huh? Oh. I'm- I'm sorry, I'm used to carrying your bag." Jungkook blushed, feeling stupid. Of course they were back to square one.

"Oh- oh. Yeah. I mean...if you want to...? I don't want to push it."

"It's fine." Jungkook took Jimin's bag. "You have enough on your shoulders."

They started to walk, Jungkook silent. He knew the walk like the back of his hand, so he looked down.

"You know...I didn't expect this from you. You'd built up so much courage...I didn't think you'd break down so easily."

"...I think you were right." Jungkook felt bad, saying what was on his mind. "I think I should've left when I had the chance."

"Still into me?"

"I'm not interested in anyone else." Jungkook mumbled.

"That's sweet of you. But I don't do relationships. You know this. So I'm asking you not to make me feel bad about that."

"I think...that we could be one though. I think we'd be okay."

"I don't think so, Jungkook. We're different people. Not even similar life styles. I think we're better off as...whatever this is." Jimin gave a small, sad laugh. "And I mean that."

"I don't want this."

"Then what do you want?" Jimin gave him a much colder tone. "You left me on read for weeks. You've ignored me for weeks. I don't get what the fuck I did to make you so upset, but this is stupid."

Jungkook thought about it. He wanted to be left alone, actually. "I think I should stop interfering with your life. I've met some really nice people because of you, but...I'm...I just shouldn't...I should've never met you." Jungkook spoke bitterly, staring at the ground.

"What you should've done, is taken your chance."

"I don't fuck around Jimin."

"And I do. What's your point?"

"I'm saying I can't just- I can't just sleep with someone. I have to have a connection. There has to be something. Chemistry, a long time trust."

"Well, we definitely have chemistry. Not sure about the trust though."

"I should've kept my fucking distance. That's all I have to say."

Jimin was quiet after that.

They got to Jimin's dorm building. "You...you don't...really mean that, do you?"

Jimin was standing in front of him, looking down...gnawing on his bottom lip.

"Jimin..." Jungkook hated himself. He hated himself more than he hated Jimin. Because his body always moved before his brain, heart over head. His reached out his hand, cupping his cheek and rubbing his thumb over Jimin's bottom lip, making him stop gnawing on it. "You'll hurt yourself if you keep doing that."

Jimin leaned into his hand, looking up at him. "Will you stop ignoring me? I- I don't want you to go away."

"Why not?"

"Taehyung likes to compare me to an onion. You've passed too many layer to leave." Jimin raised one of his hands, then dropped it. "Do you want to come in?"

Jungkook shook his head. "I really shouldn't."

"I think you should." Jimin leaned into his hand more, then careful took his wrist and led him inside.

Jungkook dropped the bags. He didn't know what he was doing here. Alone with Jimin. Still absolutely stupidly addicted to him. He watched Jimin look at him.

"What do you want Jimin?"

"I want you to stop being so evasive. Do we not want the same thing?" Jimin grabbed the bottom of Jungkook's sweater, tugging up on it just slightly.

"No, no...we don't." Jungkook took a step back.

"Are you sure?" Jimin curled his lip up, just enough to get Jungkook staring at them. He missed how they felt.

"I'm- I'm sure."

"Mmm." Jimin pushed him backwards, making him hit the wall before attacking him in kisses.

Jungkook was surprised, but...he kissed back. Once again, he let Jimin do whatever he wanted.

Jimin was rough, completely dominating Jungkook in the kiss, slowly moving them to his bed. Jungkook didn't know how he did it, but he did. They were on his bed now, Jimin straddling Jungkook's hips, kissing him, trying to get his sweater off, and rolling his hips down all at the same time.

Jungkook seemed to just process it. "Ah- ah Jimin, wait." He blinked a couple times, Jimin looking at him with a small pout.

Fuck, he looked so pretty. "Hm?"

"What are we doing?" Jungkook still felt bad. This wasn't what they should be doing.

"Um...making out?" Jimin still rolled his hips, and Jungkook might've mistaken it for desperation. "Is that- is that not okay anymore?"

"I just- ah- I just don't think we should- not anymore."

"Why not?" Jimin glared a little, looking confused.

"I just- we don't- we don't want the same things. And I don't want to go through it."

"So you'll only kiss me if we're dating." Jimin raised an eyebrow. "That didn't stop you before."

Jungkook sighed. "I know."

"Then why is it a problem now?" Jimin kept moving, Jungkook jolting upwards a little.

"Okay stop that." Jungkook tried to sit up, but Jimin pushed him down again. "Jimin. Come on, we can't do this."

"Why not? I thought this was okay. When has this been a problem?" Jimin leaned down and tried to kiss him, but Jungkook stopped him. Jimin huffed. "I don't get it."

"I'm sorry, I just...sorry." Jungkook sighed. "I don't know either. I just feel bad."

"Then let me make you feel better?"

"I dunno Jimin..." Jungkook looked away. "This...I know you're comfortable, even used to it..."

"No. No, I don't- I haven't- you're the first I've kept around." Jimin tried to clarify but instead felt embarrassed. "I mean- I don't have many people like you."

"So there's others like me?" Jungkook still felt confused.

"No. I'm sorry, I'm explaining this so badly." Jimin laughed a little, his cheeks heating up. "I mean that I'm still interested in you. Like, I usually cut people off once we're done, you know? No second times. I don't keep fuck buddies."

"Then why do you keep me around?"

"I think I genuinely like you." Jimin smiled.

"And...you won't date me? Even though you genuinely like me?" Jungkook was confused.

"Right. Look, I have a system, and a way I live. I don't stay in relationships. Please don't make me feel bad for that. I have my reasons."

"Th-then don't make me feel bad for not being able to do what you want to do." Jungkook made eye contact, and Jimin nodded.

"Okay. Yeah. That's only fair. What are you okay with then?" Jimin sat up, looking down at Jungkook.

"I'm not sure. I just- I don't know. I can't say for sure. Cause it's like, whatever I do, I don't get to be with you. So I don't know whether to take what I can get, or be kind to myself."

"How are you not being kind to yourself?"

"I'm hanging out with you." Jungkook smiled.

"Rude." Jimin smiled back. "But I mean it...how aren't you being kind to yourself? You should always care about yourself."

"Aww, are you caring about me?" Jungkook teased him.

"Well, I was, but now I'm not." Jimin teased back, giving Jungkook a playful laugh. "Can I please kiss you though? I think I'm deprived."

"I...okay." Jungkook held Jimin's waist, letting him lean down and kiss him once again. He stopped him from moving his hips, but he couldn't stop him from using his hands.

Jimin tried to get Jungkook's sweater off again, making Jungkook laugh. "Get it off."

"I probably shouldn't? You know I just had practice."

"I don't care?" Jimin laughed. "I think you're hot."

"Oh."

"Take your goddamn sweater and shirt off. I want it off." Jimin tried to get it off again, Jungkook laughing.

Jungkook sat up and took off his sweater, Jimin getting his shirt off quickly too. "Damn Jimin..." Jungkook laughed a little.

Jimin's hands ran over Jungkook's chest with a sigh. "I think I'm in love."

"Oh do not say that." Jungkook squeezed his hips. "Don't say that to me."

"Maybe it's true."

"What the fuck?" Jungkook whispered. "Why would you say that?"

"I dunno." Jimin shrugged, then went back to kissing on him, Jungkook feeling so bad but kissing back. "I dunno. Maybe it's true."

"W-why would you say that?!" Jungkook almost shoved Jimin off of him, instead he sat up, this time not letting Jimin push him down. Jimin kissed on his neck, Jungkook loving it but hating it. "Stop it." Jungkook finally pushed him off. "I need you to fucking stop it."

"What?"

Jungkook got up and put his sweater back on, stuffing his shirt in his bag. "You need to stop fucking with my feelings as as if they're nothing. Do you understand me?"

"Jungkook, come on."

"No. You don't get to do this. You need to stop fucking messing with me. I'm fucking done with your bullshit. Do you want me or not? Am I just your type and you want to fuck me? I'm done with this. If you don't want to be in a relationship with me then don't fucking lead me on." Jungkook grabbed his bag and left, Jimin calling out behind him.

He got out the dorm building before Jimin caught up to him, grabbing his arm.

Jungkook got out of his grip quickly. "You don't get to blame this on me!" Jimin was also angry. Jungkook scoffed.

"I've made myself clear, whereas you haven't." Jungkook glared at him, turning his body away from Jimin. He felt defensive and stupid. Jimin kept winning. "This is stupid." Jungkook stared at the ground, anger starting to boil.

"I should make myself clear." Jimin cleared his throat. "I do like you Jungkook. I do. Genuinely. And I know that's rare. I can go on and on, but I'll get to the point. I can't date you. But I am willing to be something in between friendship and dating."

"Why won't you date me?" Jungkook looked up at him with a sad tone.

"I just can't." Jimin looked down quickly. Jungkook didn't understand.

"But why not? Is it too personal of a question? Am I asking too much?"

"No- no- I mean, yes, but no. Yes it is too personal. No you're not asking too much. I'm just...I just can't. I've been fucked over too many times. We'll leave it at that."

"You know I wouldn't." Jungkook took a step forward before looking away in anger, backing up. "I should go."

"Jungkook...you're further along than anyone else has even tried to go. I'll give you that. But please...don't ignore me again. I don't know how to deal with that."

"Apparently I don't know how to deal with you. I thought...I hoped...that I could get through to you. I might be the opposite of you, but we're the same in a lot of ways. You're smart, and loyal, and you're so kind Jimin. I'm nothing like that. I've been stupid and flighty and I'm so god damn egotistical."

"No you're not..." Jimin spoke softly. "You aren't egotistical."

"I am. I have been. I...as much as I don't want to ignore you, I think we'll be better off without each other. You aren't happy when I'm around."

"That's a lie. I'm very happy when you're around."

"I don't even know you Jimin. I thought I did, but I don't. Not at all." Jungkook stayed staring at the ground. "I want you Jimin. But..."

"Come to my dance recital." Jimin spoke quickly.

"W...what?"

"You said you don't know me. But you do. Just not my academic side. Come to my dance recital."

"Jimin, I'm kind of trying to break up with you." Jungkook looked up at him, feeling shame for finally saying it. It was probably for the better.

"How about another time? Now's not a good time for me to break up with you." Jimin looked at him with a playful smile. "It's in a week from today, at 6. It's at building K. So please, go with Taehyung. Know me better. I'm letting you know me better."

"I...fine. This is it, Jimin. Okay?"

"Okay." Jimin smiled. Jungkook shook his head and started to walk away. "Oh Jungkook?"

Jungkook gave a sigh and looked at Jimin one more time.

"Thank you for walking me back. I really appreciate that."

"It's not a problem hyung."

____

"So you did it?"

"I did."

"God, I'm honestly so surprised."

"I want him. He's gotta trust me."

"You have to know that this is pretty mean..."

"I do like him though!"

"But...you can't date him." Taehyung stated. "Then don't sleep with him?"

"You didn't see him. Or hear him damn it. I can't live my life without knowing what he's like in front of me." Jimin was plotting his plan. "I almost lost him."

"You deserve it."

"I just need to think about it more."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Mm...I dunno, get him excited about the recital."

"Easy."

"I dunno. Get him to think about me. You know the usual."

"That I do."

____

Jungkook was out with Taehyung and Hoseok.

"Wait...you're telling me he asked you to go to his recital? Jimin did? The same Jimin I know?" Hoseok was losing his shit as they sat at their table, each with their drinks.

"Yes?..." Jungkook was confused. "Is that- is that a big deal?"

"Jungkook! It took me a year to figure out his major. He didn't even tell me."

"Yeah, it took me like, half a year, and we even clicked immediately." Taehyung shook his head. "He's a tough cookie."

"O-oh." Jungkook looked down with a shy smile. "That's really cool. I still don't know him though. Not like you guys do."

"That's alright. You just need more time with him." Hoseok shrugged. "He's a nice guy to hang out with."

"I dunno...it's complicated with him right now."

"Oh no! What's happening?" Hoseok was invested.

"Lover boy here-"

"Hey, come on." Jungkook groaned at the nickname. "I'm kinda trying to end it with Jimin. We don't want the same things." Jungkook drank.

"Well, that's okay. As long as you don't give up on each other as friends. To let someone like Jimin go, well, I can't imagine."

"He's just...he wants benefits as well." Jungkook shook his head. "And I can't do that."

"Why not? He's handsome, no?"

"He is, but I can't- not without being in a relationship. I think at least."

"Oh, I see. That's alright too." Hoseok mostly led the conversation. "Then at least continue to be clear with him."

"I have been. I think." Jungkook mumbled. "I don't know anymore. I'm pretty sure at least." Jungkook sighed. "I don't know. I think I've been clear."

"Well, still, consider yourself lucky. Jimin's opened up a lot to you in such a short period of time." Taehyung raised an eyebrow. "You are going...right?"

"I'm still thinking about it to be honest. I don't want to encourage him, but I...I want to see him. You know?" Jungkook looked up at Taehyung, giving a small smile. "I just...I don't know what'll happen after that."

"Who knows. Maybe one of you will give in."

"God I hope so." Hoseok laughed. "Not to be rude, but you two are annoying. It's the first time me and Yoongi have ever seen Jimin act like this. You know. Interested."

"Really?" Both Jungkook and Taehyung looked at him.

"What? It's true. Taehyung, you know this. He's never ever had someone he enthusiastically tried to befriend. He even hated Jungkook before. But suddenly you two were past that."

"I wanted to get better." Jungkook blushed. "I felt bad for being so mean."

"Well...you've definitely left a mark on him."

"Hey, um...when I asked him why he won't date me, he said it was too personal of a question. Is he okay?"

"Oo, yeah. Datings a bit of a rough subject."

"Okay. I won't push it then. I just don't know what he sees in me that could be like whoever else he dated before." Jungkook looked down again.

"It's not you, Jungkook. It's the idea. You know when you're in a closed box, and you can't get out until someone else opens it? And you finally get out of that box, and you feel like you never want to go back in. That's what it was like."

"But...relationships should be an open box. I don't want to close off everyone else in his life."

"So you get the picture then." Taehyung gave a sympathetic smile. "He's scared of the box. Open or not."

"Oh." Jungkook felt sad. "I wish I could help him see it's not so bad."

"But you have to understand him. I just don't want you two to be upset with each other."

"I dunno...I mean yes, I understand, but I don't think this is good for me." Jungkook sighed. "I'm not good at this."

"He knows what he's doing."

"Yeah but I don't. And I think I should. I think...I think I'll go and then stop seeing him. You know...maybe give him a little parting gift. I'm in way over my head."

"I don't think you are. He's let you in a lot further than I ever though he would. And that's saying something. You're special Jungkook." Taehyung gave him an honest smile.

"I agree. For someone that really disliked you...he's all over you now."

"I guess you could word it like that." Jungkook felt embarrassed, looking at his drink. "He has been recently."

Taehyung laughed. "The team made fun of you for having hickeys."

"I forgot..." Jungkook mumbled, drinking.

Hoseok chuckled. "He doesn't usually like to leave marks."

"Well let me tell you, after that night people started to back off of me." Jungkook smiled a little. "So that's nice at least."

"Not interested?"

"No. I'm not the- I don't really party. I like secluded areas, small amounts of people, and talking. Listening. You know, learning people."

"Yeah, yeah. That makes sense."

"I haven't really been able to do that with him. It's like...it's like he knows that, and doesn't let me learn more about him. And then he does stuff like this. Tells me I'll learn more about him this way, but I don't know him still. I don't know him..."

"But you can."

"He won't let me."

"I talk to him then."

"No, it's okay. It's better this way."

"No, it's not. I- I know he's happier that you're in his life."

"Well...I don't think I'm happier. This is it, Taehyung."

"Give him another chance."

"This is it."

"Then I hope he changes your mind."

____

Jungkook felt a little nervous about the dance recital. The reception was serious, and there were a lot of people in fancy clothes. He met up with Taehyung and a couple others, and they took their seats. There was a whole thing for food and water, but having to pay money was so stupid.

He anxiously watched the curtains.

"We've got another 10 minutes, don't worry Kookie."

"Oh I'm worried alright. I- I'm so nervous." He whispered, the chatter around the place loud enough to cover them. "I shouldn't have come."

"Why not? Jimin's going to be so happy."

"But- but I want to give up on him, and if he performs well and then gets such bad news it'll be a bad day for him."

"Then don't fuck up his day." Taehyung snorted, laughing at Jungkook. "Leave it for tomorrow."

"I gotta stop seeing him though."

"Oh come on, we all know you don't actually want that. Just let him have his day, and talk it out another time."

"Alright." Jungkook played with his hands nervously. "I have no idea what I'm going to see."

Taehyung laughed. "No you do not."

Jungkook blushed. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Taehyung smiled. "Mm, you'll see."

"Aw come on hyung, what's that supposed to mean?" Jungkook was now very nervous.

"You'll see." Taehyung covered his mouth to hide his smile.

"Hyung." Jungkook whined. "Please tell me."

"No no, the curtains will rise soon."

The lights dimmed, and Jungkook got quiet. "Oh shit. I don't know etiquette." Jungkook whispered, Taehyung laughing a little.

"Be quiet, don't clap until I clap."

"Perfect." Jungkook exhaled as the curtains rose.

He felt his soul leave his body as he noticed what the fuck Taehyung was talking about. He looked at Taehyung in shock, eyes wide, and watched him stifle a laugh. Jungkook looked back at the performance.

Jimin was perfectly in the middle, a...shawl like piece of clothing over his only other article of clothing; extremely short shorts. It was clear that he was a dance major. He was the most beautiful person up there.

He heard Taehyung stifle another laugh. "Taehyung I swear to fucking god." Jungkook whispered. "I didn't know- I've never- what the fuck." He blushed hard, not taking his eyes off of Jimin dancing.

"Told you you'd get it."

"Fuck me."

"Improper etiquette. No cursing."

"That wasn't a problem before." Jungkook was strained. "He really- every time?"

"Every performance. This is what he does."

"Fuck me."

"He will."

"God damn it."

Jungkook shut up after that, watching Jimin dance and perform. He was in complete awe. Jimin looked absolutely beautifully stunning, he couldn't take his eyes off of him. He absolutely couldn't take his eyes off of him. It's like Jimin knew he was watching him, as he moved with more grace than Jungkook had ever seen.

He wondered how he'd ever lived without Jimin.

Without seeing him.

Without knowing his voice.

His lips.

Him.

Jungkook covered his mouth, absolutely overwhelmed. "Taehyung, I have to go." Jungkook whispered and tried to get up, but Taehyung grabbed his arm and made him sit.

"Etiquette. Stay till the end."

"Taehyung." Jungkook pathetically whined. "Please."

"No. You have to stay."

Jungkook felt his chest tighten, but stayed. He covered his mouth the entire time, watching Jimin move with the music.

He was so...pretty. He really couldn't comprehend it. So he didn't. He just watched his movements, unable to take a look at the other people on the stage.

Jungkook felt at a loss when they stopped moving, and the curtain closed. Taehyung clapped, bringing Jungkook back to focus, and he clapped as well.

The rest of the night went by quickly, Jungkook knowing it was a blur. If Jimin wasn't on the stage, Jungkook wasn't paying attention.

The lights came back on, Taehyung standing up, so Jungkook did as well. "The performers are coming down now, you know, to accept flowers and stuff."

"Oh shit, I forgot. I left our flowers at my dorm."

Taehyung smiled. "That's alright. We were in a hurry."

"But still. I feel bad, oh god he's got so many people around him." Jungkook took a huge breath. "I should go. I need to- I need to go."

"Get some air. We'll meet you out there." Taehyung nodded backwards, Jungkook exhaling.

"Okay. Yeah. I'll do that."

Jungkook left, getting some air and taking big breaths. It was too claustrophobic, Jungkook liking the cool air.

It must've been a while, because Jimin and Taehyung came up to him. "Hey. How are you feeling now?" Jimin asked softly. He was in different clothes now, warmer, and Jungkook opened his mouth but nothing came out.

"Aww, not better?" Taehyung gave concern.

"No- no I'm okay." Jungkook croaked out, clearing his throat. "Sorry. I'm feeling better now."

"Thank you, Jungkook. Thank you for coming. I really enjoyed that you came. Thank you. I mean it." Jimin gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh- I- it wasn't a problem." Jungkook blushed. He looked down and tried to hide a smile.

"Thank you." Jimin smiled wide. "Did you like the show?"

"Hm? Oh- oh yeah, I loved it. It was- it was really good. You looked amazing." Jungkook couldn't look up.

"Thank you. I tried really hard for you. I knew you would love it." Jimin giggled, and that made Jungkook look up. "I wanted you to see me how I am."

"Oh I saw you alright." Jungkook noticed the flowers he was holding. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry. Taehyung and I left our flowers in my dorm."

"That's alright. I'll go with you to get them." Jimin smiled.

"O-oh, okay. I uh, I guess that's alright." Jungkook stood up, fixing his clothes. He straightened his tie. "I'm...really happy being able to see you like this. It feels nice."

"And that, my lovely friends, is my queue to leave." Taehyung butted in. "Amazing performance Jimin. Let me take your flowers back to our dorm."

"Thank you." Jimin smiled wide. He let Taehyung take them, and the two said their goodbyes.

Jungkook and Jimin started walking, Jungkook taking Jimin's bag. "...I didn't know you owned a suit."

"Taehyung said nice clothes and this is all I've got. I got it for a performance once."

"What is your major?" Jimin laughed.

"Huh? Oh...I don't have one yet. But I sing...and I draw and paint. I dunno, I'm all over the place. I like a lot of things."

"Well...you look really good in a suit." Jimin looked down and put his arm around Jungkook's, making Jungkook his escort.

"Oh shut up. If anyone looked good tonight it was you. I really don't know how you can move like that."

"Lots of practice." He grinned, making Jungkook laugh.

"I mean it though...I'm happy you wanted me to see you. But I really just- I really- I think...I want..." Jungkook stuttered on his words, feeling embarrassed and shameful. "Thank you Jimin, I am happy...but..."

"But what?" Jimin sounded concerned.

"I'm sorry." Jungkook smiled, trying to hide all of that. "I'll try and say it another time." He remembered Taehyung asking him to wait another day.

"No no, tell me."

"I'm just barely learning about you. That's all." Jungkook gave him a glance. "And I'm happy about learning at all."

"Well...I really like the color yellow. I love cats and dogs, absolutely love them. I love helping people, whether it be homework or just go to the store with them. You know I like partying, but I also love one on one conversations. If you ever need a partner for an outing, I'm usually down to go. I love traveling, either a planned one or not. If you asked me to go to the ocean, I'd say yes in a heartbeat. I love walking at night, and I love dancing."

"J-Jimin..."

"I love drinking with a friend and watching movies together. I'm caring, and I hate when people cry, so I try and make everyone happy all the time. I love being the center of attention. So I love when people are happy because of me. Jungkook...I'm so happy you're happy because of me."

"Jimin..." Jungkook smiled softly. "Thank you. I'm sure I'm an open book, but I really-I really like you. I want you."

They got to Jungkook's dorm building, Jimin silent as they went to his room. He'd never been here before.

He let Jimin into his dorm and immediately blushed. "Sorry it's a mess right now, Taehyung and I were going to be late. Your flowers are on my desk." Jungkook dropped Jimin's bag on the floor and hurriedly picked up his clothes, shoving it in the closet before cleaning up his bed and bedside table.

"You- you have your own dorm?" Jimin went to his flowers, smelling them. "Mm...Taehyung always picks the best ones."

"Hm? Oh, I picked them actually. And yeah, I used to have a dorm mate but he left. So I'm alone for the time being."

"That is absolutely lovely." Jimin looked at him with a smile. "How'd you know?"

"How'd I know?"

"That I like these."

"I just guessed it? I took the ones that looked and smelled the best."

"You...have a good sense of smell."

"I've a really sensitive nose." Jungkook started to take his suit off, hanging the jacket up. "Do you want me to walk you back?"

"Actually I was hoping to stay the night."

Jungkook coughed, choking on his spit. "Come again?"

"If I need to clarify," Jimin cleared his throat. "I want to fucking rip that suit off of you and get fucked by you."

Jungkook blushed pink. "J-Jimin!"

"What? Taehyung already told me." Jimin walked over to him, Jungkook's mouth going dry. "He told me about your reaction. God I loved it. I love the idea of you losing your mind over seeing my body."

Jungkook turned red. "I- Taehyung's a cheater." Jungkook hung his head with embarrassment. "I was really shocked. You were just...so pretty. I couldn't look away."

"So why are you looking away now?" Jimin raised Jungkook's chin with his finger, getting them to make eye contact.

"I'm embarrassed Jimin." Jungkook spoke lowly, trying so very hard not to look at Jimin's lips. "I'm embarrassed to admit my attraction."

"Why? It wasn't a problem before, why now?"

"Because...we're more alone than we've ever been."

"Oh my, what are you thinking about?"

"Shut up." Jungkook felt his cheeks burn. He looked down, then sighed and slowly looked at Jimin again. "...you've been thinking about it too...why do you ridicule me for thinking about it?"

"I'm not ridiculing you I'm just encouraging you." Jimin smiled. "So you have been thinking about it?" He smiled more, a small blush on his cheeks.

Jungkook nodded. "Yeah...I have." He cleared his throat. "B-but it's cheating. Tonight, I mean."

"Jungkook." Jimin grabbed Jungkook's tie and pulled him down, so they were eye to eye. "Is it a yes or a no? One more time. If you tease me one more time I'm going to lose my shit."

"I'm not- I'm not teasing you." Jungkook pursed his lips, Jimin taking a look at them.

He then looked him up and down. "You sure? This is bold of you. A suit? A suit that fits you absolutely perfectly? You thought that wouldn't get me?" Jimin raised an eyebrow. "Cause you sure as hell dress to impress."

"I told you, it's all I had." Jungkook smiled a little. "But I'm glad you like it."

"I'd like it better on the floor."

"God, there's no going slow for you, is there?" Jungkook laughed a little. "What if I want to go slow?"

"I don't think you know what slow means." Jimin laughed. "If by slow you mean get me to kiss you, get me to touch you at a party, sexting me and sending me a picture of yourself in the act...then by all means, let's go slow." Jimin watched Jungkook become even more shy and embarrassed.

"J...Jimin..." Jungkook cleared his throat. "I...I don't know about this..."

"That's okay. Cause I am. So is it a yes..." Jimin looked at Jungkook's lips, then back up to his eyes. "Or a no?"

"G-gosh I don't know Jimin..." Jungkook bit his bottom lip, Jimin letting go of his tie.

"Then that's a no." Jimin went to his bag, picking it up.

"Wait!" Jungkook spoke louder than he wanted to, hanging his head as soon as he spoke. His cheeks burned, but he kept going. He didn't want Jimin to leave. "You can...stay the night."

"You know what I was implying when I said that." Jimin spoke clearly, not harshly.

"I know. And- and you can stay the night." Jungkook decided, looking up. Jimin was gripping his bag, deciding, facing the door.

"Are you sure?" Jimin seemed hesitant now.

"Yes. I...I'm sure. You know, maybe I did know you'd like me in a suit. Or maybe Taehyung did. He put me up to it, but I didn't know you like formal wear so much."

Jimin laughed and turned around, throwing his bag on the floor and stalking towards Jungkook.

Jungkook backed up on instinct, Jimin's confidence making him shy. Jimin pushed him back on his bed, straddling him. "You didn't know?" He laughed again, grabbing Jungkook's tie and pulling him up so they were nose to nose. "Then you're a fucking idiot. Cause I love a man in a suit."

"W-well, I don't have many occasions to wear one."

"Ask me out to fancy dates." Jimin dropped him tie and leaned down to kissed his neck, biting and marking him while undoing his tie. He threw it to the side, then worked on Jungkook's shirt buttons, kissing his jaw, marking it, then kissed his lips.

Jungkook held Jimin's waist, slowly pushing down his sweats. Jimin rose his hips to help Jungkook, as Jimin got Jungkook's shirt undone.

He stopped kissing him to look at his chest. "My god. You have like, no body fat."

"I keep busy." Jungkook smiled a little.

"Damn right you do." Jimin ran his hands down his chest and sighed with a dazed smile. He took Jungkook's shirt off, throwing it away as well. "Next, your fucking tight ass pants."

"They're not tight."

"They literally hug your thighs." Jimin raised an eyebrow and got up, letting Jungkook take off his belt and pants, and Jimin taking off his own as well. He went to his bag.

"I have...my thighs are just muscles, I dunno what to tell you." Jungkook exhaled. He was really doing this.

"That's fucking hot."

Jungkook sat up on his elbows to watch Jimin search through his bag. "How're...how are you so thin? Like you're muscles...but you're so lean?" Jungkook observed his legs, his cheeks burning with a new red after seeing his ass. He looked away, embarrassed beyond anything he'd ever felt before.

"Dance." Jimin came back to him, immediately getting on top of him and kissing his chest. "It defines your body very nicely."

"I- I can tell."

Jimin chuckled. "Oh yeah? What part of me weren't you expecting?"

"You don't need to hear me go on and on, do you?"

"I dunno, I always appreciate compliments from people I like."

Jungkook smiled. "Then why would you want to hear them from me?" Jimin kept kissing and marking his chest, hands running all over him.

"Cause...I like you. And I care about your opinion."

Jungkook carefully slid his hands down, from Jimin's hips to his ass. He blushed even harder as Jimin pressed against his hands. "I-I wasn't expecting...you to be so kind."

"Touché." Jimin littered Jungkook's chest with hickeys, trying not to leave an open spot.

"J-Jimin..." Jungkook felt weak, Jimin's lips soft against his skin. He just wanted to kiss them all day, all night.

"Hm?"

"I wanna kiss you."

Jimin laughed. "So earnest." He smiled and moved, planting his ass over Jungkook's crotch, grinding down on him as he kissed Jungkook's lips.

Jungkook jolted at the sudden feeling, but kissed back. God he loved Jimin's lips. He squeezed his ass in surprise once Jimin moved rougher. "A-ah." Jungkook jolted again, sitting up a tiny bit.

Jimin simply smiled. "You're so sensitive."

"It's- it's all new." He felt embarrassed, but good. He felt embarrassed that it felt good. Jimin knew what he was doing, and Jungkook was simply in his hands, ready to do whatever he wanted.

"Well...you can be rougher. If you'd like."

"N-no, I don't want to hurt you."

"Bruise me."

"What?! No." Jungkook looked alarmed. "Why- why would I do that?"

Jimin laughed again. "Jungkook, I'm asking you to. You really have no idea? You've never seen anything?"

"What? No, of course I haven't." Jungkook felt his cheeks burn as Jimin circled his hips on his crotch. "I-I don't know much."

"What made you change your mind?" Jimin smiled and kissed his jaw again, sucking a hickey into it.

Jungkook moved his neck so he had more room. "...I...I want you..."

"You, Jeon, thought you were straight." Jimin littered his neck with bite marks.

"I'd never- ah- I'd never met you before. You're the first person I've been interested in."

"Well...aren't I special?" Jimin moved back to his lips and kissed slowly, keeping his hips moving.

"You are." Jungkook laughed a little, feeling his chest tighten. He was definitely hard by now, Jimin moving with his kisses. Jungkook truly felt dazed. He didn't really know why such a pretty boy like Jimin was here, wanting to do this with him, and enjoying it nonetheless. "Fuck Jimin." Jungkook had a dopey smile.

"Hm? God you look so fucking cute." Jimin sat up a bit, whining when he moved. "You look so fucking cute. How- how are you so cute like this? You're- my god." Jimin laughed and blushed, running a hand through his hair. He pushed down harder on Jungkook's crotch. "I think you should prep me."

"P-prep you?"

"My god." Jimin smiled widely. "You're about to find out." Jimin covered his mouth, Jungkook able to see his eyes still smiling. "God that's fucking...I'm your first."

"Y-yeah." Jungkook rubbed Jimin's thighs, biting his bottom lip and squeezing. "You've got nice thighs."

"My ass is bigger."

"Jimin!"

"What? It's true. Besides...it feels nice when you touch me. You're much kinder than other people."

"How can people be rough? I...I just want you to feel good."

"Sometimes rough does feel good. Just to a certain amount." Jimin explained kindly before smiling. "Alright. We're gunna switch places and you're going to prep me, okay?"

"I...I don't know anything." Jungkook laughed with embarrassment.

"That's alright. You will." Jimin got off of him and ushered him up. He hovered, before sitting back on his feet. Jimin took off his boxers and leaned to get the lube. He took Jungkook's hand and poured some on, especially getting his fingers.

"Mmm. It's like...weird lotion." Jungkook scrunched his nose.

"You don't like lotion?"

He shook his head. "Weird texture."

"Well." Jimin guided Jungkook's hand, pointing his finger, and made him push in.

"Oh god." Jungkook squeaked out his words, Jimin laying back. He took in the sight, loving how Jungkook was embarrassed beyond capability. "It's- I-"

"Move in. You're barely in. Just move your finger in."

Jungkook moved his finger in slowly, circling around once. "Oh fuck."

"Good?"

"Are you?" Jungkook felt slightly panicked. He technically was inside Jimin. Which was fucking wild. "Do- do you feel good?"

"I'll feel even better if you add another one?" Jimin smiled at him. He looked earnest and Jungkook did as told, adding another finger. "Better." Jimin encouraged him, giving a wider smile. "You can move those two around now."

"Fuck." Jungkook moved, listening and doing as Jimin told. The sound made his cheeks burn, but he couldn't look away as he moved his fingers.

Jimin giggled. "You're cute."

"H...how are you used to this?"

"You can't tell me it doesn't seem appealing?"

"Well...you maybe, yeah."

Jimin smiled with pride. "I'm glad no one else has had the pleasure of knowing you..." Jimin closed his eyes, Jungkook looking up at him. "...feels special."

"It is." Jungkook watched Jimin react, unsure if he was doing alright. "It's extremely special."

"Mm. You can scissor. You know, move out a bit."

Jungkook looked down, doing as told. Jimin had ignored his previous statement, but that was okay. Jimin wasn't here to acknowledge Jungkook's advances...but Jungkook was going to make sure he understood.

"Can...should I add another?"

"Look at you." Jimin cooed. "You're learning! Add more lube when you do." Jimin smiled a little, keeping his eyes closed. His arms covered his forehead and chest.

"Why don't you look at me?" Jungkook scowled a little, adding another finger with lube.

Jimin was taken aback. "You- you want me to look at you?"

"I do. It would...be nice to see you look at me. You also kept your shirt on?" Jungkook kept his fingers moving, but tilted his head to the side. "Why's that?"

Jimin laughed, but blushed. "You want to see me?"

"Why wouldn't I?" Jungkook smiled, liking how shy Jimin was becoming. It was rare that he wasn't shameless. "Are you losing confidence?"

"What? Of course not." Jimin snapped, removing his arms to see Jungkook. Jimin glared, as if he was being challenged.

"Then take it off." Jungkook smiled. "You look oh so kind. Maybe even generous. You aren't intimidating hyung." Jungkook raised an eyebrow, eyeing Jimin.

"Don't you patronize me." Jimin glared even more menacingly, but Jungkook laughed, smiling with adoration. Jimin angrily took his shirt off.

"What I wouldn't do to wake up with such a lovely voice saying good morning." Jungkook ignored Jimin's attempts to be rude, instead trying to make Jimin think of small parts of a future with him.

"Shut your god damn mouth." Jimin blushed when Jungkook pushed his fingers in just a little further.

"Sure thing hyung. If you don't want to hear another thing from me, then just ask."

Jimin eased his glare, trying not to smile. "No, I like your voice."

Jungkook smiled more. "I see. You like when I call you hyung?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow with a playful smile, keeping his fingers moving.

"Shut up." Jimin smiled but looked away. "Just...put it in already, stop being sappy."

"What? No, I love being sappy. Besides...you're the most attractive when you're honest." Jungkook blushed, looking down with a smile.

"Put the goddamn condom on and lube up. If you want me to be honest...then I need you to know that I desperately need your cock up my ass." Jimin stared at Jungkook with a smile, almost victoriously.

Jungkook blushed more. "S-sure thing hyung."

"Keep it up, why don't you. I never get to hear you say it."

"...so you do like it..." Jungkook did as told, putting on the condom Jimin had previously opened, and lubed himself up. He glanced up at Jimin for confirmation.

"Go on. Do you need help?" Jimin babied him, trying to embarrass him even more.

"Sure. Why don't you help me?" Jungkook huffed at Jimin's tone.

"Why, of course. I have to help those younger than me. You are my junior, no?"

Jungkook nearly grit his teeth. "I am, hyung."

"Then don't worry your pretty little head. Hyung will help you." Jimin smiled wide, his finger indicating for Jungkook to come closer, so he did. He then moved his legs so they were on Jungkook's shoulders. "Need more help?"

"God damn it..." Jungkook blushed, almost angrily. "How can you help more?"

"Oh you know, make it easier."

"How might you do that hyung?" Jungkook decided he was going to take ever chance Jimin would give him. Anything he wanted. He was going to be selfish.

"Mmm. Here." Jimin reached down and pried his hole open, Jungkook blushing even more. "There. You can put it in easily now. So come on, I want to feel you. You'll do what I want, won't you?" Jimin asked quietly, Jungkook hearing his voice lace with persuasion.

"Of course Jimin hyung." Jungkook held his base and slowly pushed in, feeling his cheeks burn. "Jesus fuck."

Jimin smiled and exhaled, resting the back of his head on the bed. Jungkook wanted to kiss him now that his neck was exposed. He looked so...soft. Jungkook slowly pushed in, burning with embarrassment.

"Keep going." Jimin spoke quietly, eyelashes fluttering.

"D-don't go slow?" Jungkook swallowed his saliva.

"No. You don't need to go slow."

"Okay..." Jungkook was unsure, but moved in until he bottomed out, closing in on Jimin's face. "You okay?"

Jimin gave a small smile, giving a short exhale out of his nose. "Why do you ask?"

"I? Don't want to hurt you?" Jungkook kissed Jimin's neck, smiling as he did so.

Jimin giggled before clearing his throat. "That tickles."

"Perfect. I love your laugh." Jungkook kept kissing, Jimin's hands going into his hair.

"Why- your hair is really soft." Jimin seemed out of it, pressing Jungkook's head against his body, wanting him to kiss him.

Jungkook didn't complain, loving being this close to Jimin. He kept kissing him, speaking in between. "You like it?"

"It's easy to grab too."

"Do you like it hyung?" Jungkook pushed in just a tad bit more.

"Ah-" Jimin gasped out, not expecting the movement. "Yes. Yes, I do. I like you."

"Don't say it unless you mean it." Jungkook scowled at him, growling his words. "That's fucked up."

"Maybe I mean it." Jimin gasped out again as Jungkook bit his neck. "Jungkook!"

"What? You're being a dick."

"D-don't leave- don't leave visible marks." Jimin bit his lip as Jungkook kept kissing his neck. "Fuck, just move already."

"I want to enjoy my time with you angel. Oh sorry, I meant hyung." Jungkook blushed as he quickly said the latter sentence.

"N-no...it's okay...you can call me whatever you like."

"What do you like?" Jungkook licked up Jimin's neck, kissing his jaw. He stayed as far inside Jimin as he could, until he was done kissing him.

"Doesn't matter. J...just move already you oaf."

"It does matter." Jimin shuddered as Jungkook spoke against his lips. "I want you to feel the best you possibly can."

"Then move." Jimin tried to glare, but Jungkook kissed him. Jimin grabbed his hair and tugged his head back, glaring at him. Jungkook looked down at him and smiled, not fighting Jimin. Jimin eyed his neck before looking at his eyes again.

"Cute." Jungkook laughed a little. "You can mark me all you want."

"Fucking move your goddamn dick."

"Mouthy." Jungkook grinned, but started to move. He slowly moved out, then slowly moved in. He wished it was easy to kiss Jimin at the same time. "Good?"

"You- you can go faster." Jimin's voice became more quiet, one of his hands going to cover his mouth.

"Hey, come on. I want to hear you." Jungkook smiled, speaking softly. "What's so wrong with hearing you feel good? I've gotta know if I'm doing alright."

"Just move." Jimin nearly whined, but held it back by biting his hand. Jungkook pouted.

"Then make noise. And don't hurt yourself." Jungkook grabbed Jimin's hand and moved his to his lips, kissing it. "Just moan. I want to hear it."

"And I want you to move."

"Then moan." Jungkook glared a little.

"Then move." Jimin glared back.

Jungkook rolled his eyes with a smile. "No problem hyung." Jungkook moved out and thrusted in quickly, Jimin jolting at the movement. "Better?"

Jimin nodded eagerly. "K-kept doing that."

"Alright hyung." Jungkook watched Jimin smile as he let go of his hand. Jungkook smiled too. "...why do you like it when I call you hyung?"

"Cause." Jimin smiled wider with pride, his chest puffing. "You're finally respecting me. And I like how you're treating me."

"And how's that?"

"Like you care."

"Well, I care deeply." Jungkook looked at him, the two blushing.

Jimin looked to the side. "Yeah. That's- that's besides the point. Just...keep moving."

Jungkook watched him turn red, and so he chuckled. "Yeah, okay." He started to move, watching Jimin's reactions to certain movements.

He wanted to make Jimin feel good, but not only that...he wanted him to feel loved. Jungkook smiled wide as he thrusted into Jimin. "Don't." Jimin huffed. "Don't look at me like that."

Jungkook watched him, still smiling. "Why not? You look pretty."

"You're see through." Jimin glared a little. Jungkook was too obvious. It made him feel bad.

"That's not a problem for me. Maybe one day I'll be a mirror." Jungkook thrusted in so he could kiss Jimin, missing his lips already.

Jimin kissed back, arms going around Jungkook's neck and up his hair, dragging his nails against his skin. "Jungkook- ah." Jimin sighed softly. "You feel good."

"Yeah?" Jungkook kissed at his neck again, moving out and in slower, but keeping a rhythm. It felt better than he was expecting.

"Yeah. You sure- you sure you haven't done this before?" Jimin laughed a little as Jungkook kept moving, kissing when he would push in.

"Nope. I didn't think it was worth it." Jungkook wanted to hear Jimin be louder. He was barely giving soft moans.

"...do you think it was worth it now?"

"Fuck, I'd do this any day if it's with you." Jungkook laughed a little. "If that's what you wanted."

"I might...take up you on that offer." Jimin huffed out, Jungkook marking his neck, making Jimin whine. "Fuck." Jimin moaned louder, making Jungkook smile.

"Yeah?" Jungkook kissed him one more time before positioning himself a little better to thrust in. "Good?"

"Yes- yes you're good, just move, please." Jimin nearly begged, Jungkook widening his eyes with a surprised smile.

"Begging?"

"Fuck me, Jungkook." Jimin glared, his cheeks reddening. "You aren't even trying."

"Oh, you want me to try? I've been trying very hard to get you to like me, but that hasn't gone very far." Jungkook chirped, shoving into him roughly. Jimin yelled out.

"Ah!" Jimin blushed darker, surprised. "You can try harder."

"What do you think I'm doing?" Jungkook thrusted in roughly again, Jimin moaning. "I'm trying as hard as I can without overstepping."

"Then what's- fuck- what's this?" Jimin nearly whined, Jungkook wanting to hear him.

"An attempt." Jungkook growled as he kept moving more roughly. "To be closer to you."

Jimin dug his nails into Jungkook's shoulders. "You're as close as you'll- as you'll get." He was breathy as he spoke, Jungkook glaring at him. "What?" Jimin glared back.

"Nothing." Jungkook kept being rough before realizing he was being rough. "Sorry." He mumbled, calming down and switched his rhythm.

Jimin laughed before slapping a hand over his mouth. His eyes went wide.

"What?" Jungkook gave him an odd look.

"Nothing."

"No no, tell me." Jungkook exhaled as he thrusted in, kissing at Jimin's neck again. "I won't move till you tell me."

"You're a bitch." Jimin spoke boldly, but Jungkook could hear through it. He usually could.

"What'd I do? Did I hit something good?"

"Shut up." Jimin bit into his hand, Jungkook taking it and putting it over his head. "Hey- don't- don't fucking-"

Jungkook calmly got his other hand and put them together, holding down his wrists with one hand. Jimin gave him a wild glare.

"Let- let me go!" Jimin writhed, making Jungkook smiled.

"You're pretty weak. But this way I can hear you better." Jungkook grinned and started to move again, trying to find the spot that made Jimin cover his moan.

He was successful on the third try, as Jimin moaned loudly and arched his back. "Jungkook!"

Jungkook ascended. Jimin moaning his name was better than he could've ever imagined. "Oh hyung." Jungkook kept it up, trying to hit the spot that made Jimin react in such a way. In continuing that, Jimin moaned louder, writhing and trying to get his hands free.

Jungkook groaned as Jimin moaned louder. "Ah- ah- ah, Jungkook you- ah- please- please- please let go- hands!" Jimin could barely speak, mostly babbling.

"What'll you do with them? I want to hear you." Jungkook moaned as he kept moving, loving how Jimin reacted under him.

"Touch- touch you- I want- I want-"

Jungkook released his hands, moving to beside him. Jimin immediately got his hands in Jungkook's hair, on his biceps and shoulders, almost desperately. He kept babbling as Jungkook kept hitting his sensitive spot, making Jungkook lose it just a little more each time.

"I'm close angel- how're you doing?" Jungkook panted, his hair sticking to his forehead.

"G-good!" Jimin's bottom lip trembled as he spoke, his moaning turning into whines and near close to cries.

"God you sound so pretty baby, you sound so so pretty." Jungkook pushing in one more time before coming, shoving into him as far as he could. He moaned out into Jimin's neck, biting down once more. Jungkook felt Jimin shake and reach his climax, Jungkook feeling it against his abdomen.

Jimin went lax, Jungkook kissing his neck. He was sweaty, but he didn't feel gross. He kept kissing until Jimin whined.

"Y-you're gunna go soft."

"...'m caught up in you, sorry." Jungkook gave him another kiss before pulling out, both feeling overstimulated.

"Ah-" Jimin jolted, but sat up on his elbows. He gave a tired grin. "You're fucking hot."

Jungkook got up and took care of himself, before getting a washcloth and a water bottle. He started to clean them up. "You alright?" Jungkook gave him another wet washcloth.

Jimin started to clean himself, in awe. "Why're you asking?"

"Cause? I want you to be okay? Was it- did you feel good?" Jungkook took the cloth and threw it on the floor, going to grab some clothes.

"You- I'm so sorry. You care?" Jimin sat up entirely, hating the feeling in his chest. Jungkook was so kind.

Jungkook threw him some boxers and a t-shirt. He put on boxers and pajama pants. "Yes? I care that you're satisfied and happy? Should I not?"

"No no, I just...no one really does."

"You're staying the night...right?" Jungkook smiled at Jimin wore his clothes.

"Of course." Jimin got into his bed, Jungkook smiling even more. He got in next to him, the two close together.

"You usually...you usually go back to your dorm...after you sleep with someone..." Jungkook was quiet, scared even.

"This times special." Jimin turned to him, putting a hand on Jungkook's cheek. His thumb played over Jungkook's bottom lip. "I don't want to cut you off."

"...then what do you want?" Jungkook had the urge to bite his thumb, but instead he moved closer, hand on Jimin's hip. He squeezed him a little, moving his head closer so their foreheads were together.

"I...I'm not sure Jungkook..."

"Hyung, I need you to know." Jungkook did bite Jimin's thumb, moving his head closer to kiss Jimin's lips. "I need you to know what you want...cause you know what I want."

"Jungkook...I can't give you what you want..."

"Why not?" Jungkook peppered his face in kisses, soft, and carefully. He rubbed Jimin's back, hoping he felt safe.

"Because- because you're like this." Jimin shoved him away, only ending up moving himself backwards. He sat up. "Stop it."

"What? What am I doing wrong?" Jungkook sat up too, wanting to see Jimin's side. "Please...I can't stop if I don't know what I'm doing wrong."

"You're- you're too kind Jungkook. I'm so sorry." Jimin covered his mouth and looked away.

Jungkook put a hand on Jimin's covered thigh. "Hey...it's okay. I know what I signed up for. I just...I want to understand."

"I...Jungkook, I just can't. I can't do this again."

"Do what? What is it hyung?" Jungkook asked softly.

Jimin nearly cried. Jungkook was too kind. He was too soft, and he was too stable. Jimin could envision it. He could imagine them waking up together, making breakfast, laughing and cuddling and kissing and going out on dates. He could imagine their whole life together, going to each other's business parties, their concerts, their birthdays, each other's special days. He could imagine Christmas, and Valentine's Day. He could imagine getting married, having kids, and having Taehyung over with his own.

He could see Jungkook's future with him...and that was the problem. Because he'd seen that before.

"Jungkook...I can't." Jimin exhaled shakily. "I can't love you any further. We'll regret things. We'll regret it, and you'll hate me, and I- I can't- I shouldn't have- I'm so sorry Jungkook." Jimin buried his head in his hands, shaking.

"Why are you apologizing?" Jungkook tried to calm him down, but Jimin stood up quickly. "Hey, hey, come on...just lay down. We can talk it out."

"No. No Jungkook I'm an asshole. I've been trying to sleep with you for months and I've used you, and I shouldn't have been your first kiss or your first time, and I'm so sorry." Jimin covered his mouth.

"...what?" Jungkook looked at him, confusion mixing with a pained expression. "You...what?"

"I'm sorry." Jimin meant it. "I shouldn't have. I really shouldn't have. But I'm- I can't- we shouldn't hang out anymore. I'm an asshole. I'm sorry." Jimin tried to come clean. "I knew about your feelings and didn't care anyways. But now I care, and I'm sorry, and I want you to leave me alone. For your sake." Jimin stared at the ground.

Jungkook was silent. Jimin shook in his spot, waiting to hear Jungkook say anything. Anything at all.

"Why aren't you mad at me?!" Jimin snapped, finally looking up at him.

Instead, he was greeted with sniffs. Jungkook was crying, pursing his lips, as he held onto his blankets. Jimin immediately felt worse. "Do- do you mean that? You- you don't care about me?" Jungkook crossed his legs and looked into his lap, sniffing and rubbing his eyes. "I thought- I though I meant something to you. I thought I- I was somebody to you."

"Jungkook..." Jimin wished he was angry. He could deal with angry. But this- not this. He took a step forward but Jungkook snapped.

He looked up at him, his sad, angry eyes staring into Jimin's soul. "Don't! Don't you dare come closer. You should go. Leave me alone." Jungkook looked down again and started to sob. "Leave me alone! I don't want to see you ever again!"

"Jungkook, I'm sorry." Jimin tried to take another step closer, but Jungkook snapped at him again.

"I hate you! Leave me alone! I'm fucking nothing to you. You didn't care if I knew you better, you just wanted to use me, you don't get another try. Leave me alone!" Jungkook could barely get his words out, bringing his knees up to his chest to cry into them.

Jimin gnawed on his bottom lip, getting his sweats back on. "I'm sorry Jungkook." He grabbed his bag. "I mean it."

"I hate you!" Jungkook yelled. "I hate you Jimin, I hate you!"

Jimin left in a hurry, not wanting to hear those words anymore. He may not have heard it out loud, but it rang in his head. Over. And over. And over. And over.

And over.

And over.

And over.

And.

Over.

____

Jungkook kept himself busy. His games were mostly away now, and he actually did his homework on the bus rides. He denied having Taehyung sitting next to him, making sure his bag was on the seat next to him whenever he sat down.

He viewed his pictures for his class, exhaling.

"Those are pretty cool." Taehyung leaned over the back of his bus seat, and Jungkook hid his work.

"Fuck off, hyung." Jungkook looked up at him. "I'm not in the mood."

"You never are anymore." Taehyung sighed. "Look-"

"No you look." Jungkook snapped his notebook closed. "I'm done. I'm fucking done with this. I didn't tell you, but I'm quitting baseball next year."

"What?" Taehyung was shocked. "Really? But you're our best pitcher!"

"Shush!" Jungkook hid a bit. "I'm done seeing you, and I'm done seeing him in the crowd. I'm done."

"You can't just cut us off. Not like that."

"I can. And I will." Jungkook packed up his things, Taehyung coming around and moving his bag so he could take a seat. "Hey, come on, I mean it." Jungkook sighed.

"I mean it too. I don't want to not hang out with you. You're a really good person and I'd miss you."

"Oh yeah? Well I'm not. And you're not. You let him- you didn't tell him to stop." Jungkook looked away. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Dude, he won't tell me shit, you won't tell me shit, and I don't know what to do. I did tell him to stop. I also told you to stop. I was a mediator for so long. And now it's just broken, and I'm just- I don't want to lose you as a friend." Taehyung exhaled. "Please."

Jungkook kept looking away. "You're attached to him. So where you go, he also does. I'm sorry."

"We can work it out."

"I'm not sure if we can. You've done this a lot, actually. You've used me too. You make up excuses for me to be with him. Maybe he asked you, I dunno, but it still happened. I mean it Taehyung. I don't want to see him ever again." Jungkook sighed. "I'm angry."

"I can tell." Taehyung was relatively quiet. "I'll figure something out, okay?"

"No. Just let me be."

"...what if you two happen to meet?"

"He'll give me the cold shoulder, I'm sure of it."

"No, he wouldn't."

"He told me to leave him alone, I told him to leave me alone. We're done. If I see him again- if he talks to me- I swear to god." Jungkook fumed, crossing his arms and sinking into his seat. "I don't want to talk about it. I hate getting upset."

"Sorry." Taehyung mumbled. "I just wish I could help."

"You've done enough." Jungkook felt bad about saying it.

"...so...you're really done? After this year?"

"Yeah. I'm going to pick a major and focus on it."

"What's the goal?"

"Not sure. But something...artistic."

"That- yeah, that fits. I hope you like it."

"Thanks." Jungkook smiled a little. "I just don't want another class with him. That's all I'm scared of."

"You shouldn't be afraid of him."

"I am."

Taehyung laughed a little. "Why?"

"He's confident. He knows he's in charge, and he knows I'm fucking weak Taehyung. If I don't keep whatever- whatever this is," Jungkook gestured to himself. "Then I'm going to lose."

"This isn't a win or lose situation."

"I already lost, Taehyung." Jungkook sighed again, this time more heavily. "I literally lost." He gave Taehyung a small glare.

"Oh." Taehyung reached out a hand then retracted it, trying to form more words but couldn't.

"What did you think we did last month." Jungkook looked away again. "So yeah. I'm not proud."

"Why'd you- why'd you do it?"

Jungkook felt sad again, his eyes remembering how it felt when he cried that night. "I thought... maybe he'd stay. Maybe...just maybe, he would care." Jungkook shook his head. "But he proved that wrong. And I'm done being an idiot. He told me. You told me. And I still didn't listen because I feel like I can do anything and I can't. I can't do everything."

"It's okay Jungkook...it's okay. To not get to him. Not a lot of people do."

"But I did, hyung!" Jungkook turned to him, grabbing his hands. "I did get to him and he ran away." Jungkook deflated. "I didn't want to talk about this." He let go of Taehyung.

"It's okay. I get it. I'm sorry for bringing it up."

"No you aren't." Jungkook sighed. "You want information and you know I'm easy. I'm easy. God damn it. Just leave me alone, okay? Please. Both of you. He keeps...texting me..."

"He has?"

"Yeah. Maybe he's stopped. I'm not sure, I- I blocked him."

"You- you blocked him? No wonder he's pissed."

"Oh he's pissed?" Jungkook scoffed. "I think I get to say that."

"It's complicated Jungkook."

"No, it isn't." Jungkook sighed. "It's clear."

"Jungkook...maybe...I can do something. You know, piece it back together." Taehyung felt bad. He wanted to help more.

"No...no it's okay. I get it. You want to fix things. I did too. But it's okay. You can have Jimin. I'll have myself." Jungkook nodded with a smile. "I'll have myself."

____

Jungkook got to his class, getting into the back and looking through his sketchbook. He'd taken an advanced art class, one that would be easy to finish off the final semester.

He only had three classes this semester, and he planned on making it count. He'd finished his baseball season, and told the coach that he wasn't going to be joining the next season. It felt weird, but next year he knew he wanted to try dance again. Maybe even sing. But definitely art.

He stared at his sketches, then went over his homework.

The class started, Jungkook looking up and seeing who was in front of him. He exhaled. In the very front of the room was Jimin. Jungkook mentally screamed.

One more student walked in and his professor started class. "Alright, I'm sure you're all wondering why there's so many if you here today. It's been a month of class, and it's time for a project. Me and the professor for the beginners class have decided to combine our projects for this semester. One student in the advanced class will pair up with a student from the first class. We'll be discussing the project today and assigning partners midway. Any questions so far?"

"Will there be an uneven amount of student?" One student raised their hand as they asked.

"We've counted, and it'll work out perfectly. If a student fails to show up, they'll be docked points. You may not work alone, this is a two person project."

The other professor clapped her hands together. "Okay! So to get started, I'll explain the project. It'll be a painting, you may use any medium, and any creative details, but half must be from one student and half must be from another. Choose your own creative styles, but choose the same thing to draw." She projected pictures on the whiteboard.

Jungkook nodded along, understanding for once in his goddamn life.

"Me and your professor have done an example. We halved a scenery of the ocean, half in their style, half in my own. It's quite simple, theoretically." She looked at the advanced art class professor. "But as you can see, the middle is different."

They continued her point. "The difficult part will be working together to make the middle section. It's a combination of both of your art styles. I'm counting on you advanced art students to help your partners full heartedly. I'm giving you three months to finish this, as it will be your biggest project for this class." They sat down at their desk and flipped through pages in their notebook.

The female professor went over tips, suggestions, do's and don'ts, and what materials they were able to use. "Once you get your partners, we will give you a canvas or whatever paper you need, and you'll pair up to discuss what you'll be doing. After that, class will be back to normal and it'll be up to you and your partner to find times to meet up and get the work done."

Jungkook took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He knew there was a chance he'd get Jimin as his partner.

"Alright, would you like to hear your partners?" The advanced professor spoke after the other professor finished her explaining and answering questions.

Jungkook spaced out as his professor named out teams, watching them go up together to get a canvas or certain papers.

"Jeon Jungkook and Park Jimin." They announced his name and Jungkook felt his soul leave his body. He got his things and took a big breath before getting up. It took him longer to get there, as he sat in the back, but when he met up with Jimin, he nearly scowled.

"What would you boys like?" Jimin's art professor smiled at them, and Jimin smiled back.

"Jungkookie?" He gave Jungkook a smile too, and Jungkook didn't look at him, only at their options.

"...I prefer canvases, so Jimin- hyung, take your pick of the canvases." Jungkook corrected himself in front of the professor. Jungkook looked over to his professor, seeing them give him an odd look. Jungkook looked down again as Jimin picked one.

The two bowed and went to take a spot, Jungkook unwilling to sit in the front. They sat in the back.

"...didn't know you were in advanced." Jimin spoke quietly.

"You don't know me." Jungkook looked through his phone. "Let's keep it short, okay? Give me your ideas, I'll give you mine, and we'll decide. One month you can have it, one month I can have it. The third month we can go back and forth to make the middle look good."

"You're really not willing to do it together?"

Jungkook gave a rude smile. "I'd love to do it myself, actually, but that would be obvious."

"That's fucking rude."

"I don't think you get the memo." Jungkook spoke quietly, but strictly. "I never wanted to see your face again. But it's just my fucking luck that we have the same class, so let's get it done as soon as possible and leave each other alone."

"You better unblock me."

"I don't think I will." Jungkook kept looking through his phone. "Landscape or an object? What are you even good at?"

"So you're gunna be an asshole, huh?" Jimin crossed his arms and glared.

"Answer my question so I know what to look for dipshit." Jungkook glared right back.

"Whatever you can do, I can do it too. So whatever you fucking like." Jimin rolled his eyes. "You're so dramatic."

"Oh me? I'm dramatic?" Jungkook laughed in disbelief. "You're the one who left and wanted me to be angry. So here you go. I'm angry now." Jungkook pointed a finger, pushing into his chest when he first spoke.

"Yeah, okay, I did. I wanted your pity. Because you made me go through stupid emotions I shouldn't have had. Do you know how fucked up that is?" Jimin slapped his hand away.

Jungkook laughed. "You're upset...because you felt emotions? You sound so idiotic."

"Says you. You have no idea how stupid you sounded when you first started to know me. You thought you were straight. Do you know how stupid that is?"

"Can we focus, here?" Jungkook shook his head and began to ignore Jimin.

"You don't have to insult me to get the upper hand. This isn't a fight."

"Oh it is. I'm fighting."

"Why do you want to fight a losing battle?" Jimin laughed, but it sounded rude.

Jungkook gave a glare. "Don't." He went back to his phone. He got his notebook out and jotted some thing down. "Am I the only one going to do research and work?"

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know you did that. Last I checked you were at best a C student."

"Jimin." Jungkook shut his notebook loudly. "I am not afraid to take a zero on this project." He stared at him with anger, watching Jimin shake his head.

"I will not be taking a zero. I never have and I never will."

"Then why don't you help?" Jungkook smiled impatiently. "I'm just about done talking to you so can we please get this over with?"

"Didn't take you as the type to beg." Jimin looked down, getting his phone out.

"I swear to god Jimin." Jungkook jotted down more things, then started to roughly sketch. "D'ya like scenery's...or do you like simplistic things?"

"Whatever you'd like, Jungkook. I don't fucking care."

"Yeah, that's apparent."

"You don't get to tell me to stop and the continue." Jimin pointed a finger before simply glaring.

"My bad, I'm just following my hyungs lead." Jungkook raised his hands in a fake attempt to apologize. "I get to choose?"

"Yes."

"Wings. I want to do wings." Jungkook showed him the quick sketch he made. It was a pair of wings, attached to someone's back. "It's an easy half and half that doesn't require much middle."

"Sure. Works for me."

"You want it first?"

"I think you should." Jimin spoke softly for the first time. "...so I can get a better idea of what I want to do."

"Sure thing. One month? Unless I finish it early, but I doubt that with my other classes."

"A month should do."

"Then put it in your calendar. I'm not unblocking you."

"What if I have a question?"

"Then by all means...ask your professor."

"She'll know we aren't working together then." Jimin seemed worried, maybe even anxious.

Jungkook laughed a little. "You've never- you've never disliked your partner before? I've gone to my professor plenty of times to help me instead of going to a partner."

"I like following the rules."

"There's never a rule against talking to your professor." Jungkook scribbled in his notebook, grasping an idea of what he wanted to do. He definitely wanted to paint, at most have lots of colors. Maybe a bleeding sensation. Jungkook smiled a little as he got lost in thought, sketching, writing down key words for later, and erasing.

"...kook. Jungkook. Class is over." Jimin gently touched his shoulder. "I'll...see you in a month."

Jungkook looked up at him, giving a small smile as a goodbye. Jimin lingered, as if he was going to say something, but gripped his bag tighter and left. Jungkook finished off his sketch, then packed up and took his canvas.

"Jungkook, mind coming over for just a second?" His professor called him over. Their tone was laced in concern.

"Yes professor?" Jungkook titled his head as he got to their desk.

"Was pairing you and Jimin a bad idea? Last I remembered you two were friends. I wanted to make everyone as comfortable as possible, but if you two are not I'm sure I could change the partners around just a tad." They adjusted their glasses and looked up at Jungkook.

"No...it'll be alright. We aren't exactly close anymore, but I don't want to mess up your system."

"I'm sorry you two are on a rocky road. I hope whatever it is you two make it up. That's all. I just wanted to share my concerns, as my students health is important to me. Are you doing alright?"

"I'll be good soon. This project will be fun to make so, that'll boost my mood." Jungkook gave a large smile. "Thank you."

"Thank you for your time."

Jungkoom bowed and left. An angry Jimin was waiting outside for him, arms crossed.

"What more could you possible want from me Jimin?" Jungkook groaned, leaning backwards.

"My professor just told me to fucking start immediately since I don't have another class today and get tips from you. It's a "suggestion" which mean she made it an assignment." Jimin looked absolutely pissed.

Jungkook laughed. "I have nothing to tell you."

"Give me a fake list, I don't fucking care, but give me a goddamn list. I'm not taking a zero because of you." Jimin almost looked menacing.

"Well boo-hoo, make up a list. I'm not spending anymore time with you then I have to." Jungkook gave him the cold shoulder and started to walk away.

"No you don't." Jimin matched his pace and shoved him aside into the wall. Jimin pointed a finger into his chest. "You don't get you do this shit. You don't get to ignore me, or push me around like this. I am your senior and you need to learn how to respect me."

Jungkook smiled, looking down at Jimin. His lips still looked pretty. "I don't respect you. You're cute for trying to seem tough, I'll give you that. But I don't need to do shit for you. Not after the stunt you pulled. Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice...shame on you." Jungkook shouldered his way out of that situation. "Go get yourself fucked Jimin, and make your own goddamn list." Jungkook shook his head as he walked away, canvas and bag with him.

____

Jimin felt nervous for their next meeting. Jungkook had been fairly rude, but so had Jimin. He knew Jungkook's art was going to be amazing, and honestly he hated losing to him. He always had, and he still did. But he had to admit that he was a better artist.

They gathered into Jungkook's art class, for their monthly checkup. Jimin found Jungkook in the back, and he begrudgingly went to sit next to him.

"Here." Jungkook handed him the canvas. "I taped the middle, but you can take it off when you start the middle."

Jimin took it. "I think we should work on the middle together."

"I beg to differ."

"Then beg."

"Jimin I mean it." Jungkook glared at him. "This is it."

"You know, I really doubt that for some reason." Jimin hummed with a smile, looking at Jungkook's painting. "This is really good..." he sighed.

"Thanks. I'm sure yours will be good too." Jungkook looked away from him, down to his sketchbook and kept working.

Jimin looked at him, seeing his cheeks redden before Jungkook put a hand over his cheek to hide himself, disguising it as leaning instead of hiding. Jimin laughed a tiny bit, looking back at his own notes for the class.

The two professors talked, getting progress reports and new details and answering questions. Jungkook perked up only once.

"You guys will be having to make a small presentation, about your artistic choices and decisions. How you worked with your partner, or if you didn't. This will count as 20% of the grade. It should be around 5 minutes long for the two of you to share, don't go under that."

Jungkook quickly wrote down the requirements and exhaled.

Jimin noticed he looked uncomfortable. He kept that in mind.

"And finally, please, work with your partner for the middle bit. Art comes from the heart, so keep up the good work. Next month will be the final month to finish it, alright?"

They answered a couple more questions before letting the groups talk for the rest of class.

"Jungkook...you good? Do you not like speaking in front of classes?"

Jungkook sighed, but shook his head. "I don't. I get nervous and I stutter and I just- I turn into an idiot."

"It's fine. I've already seen you like that, so you shouldn't have to worry. But I can do most of the talking."

Jungkook scoffed. "Thanks hyung. Real considerate."

"You could treat me with a little more respect you know."

"I think we're past that."

"Jungkook. Come on. The least you could do is unblock me." Jimin huffed.

"No. You send me angry texts, or drunk ones and I shouldn't have to put up with either of those."

"I'm sorry. I've already apologized endlessly. And I mean it. I am sorry."

"Yeah? Well next time push me the fuck away before you use me." Jungkook glared.

"I didn't mean to. I know I'm in the wrong and I apologized for that." Jimin shook his head. "What more would you like from me?"

"You're really still trying to have a relationship with me? After all of that shit you did? I'm not going to just get over that. You used me and you knew that and did it anyways."

"I was wrong and I know that. I'm fucking wrong okay? I know that, and I- okay so maybe I do miss you, but come on. I just want to clean up. I want to stop fighting." Jimin looked up at him, being serious. "I want to reconcile."

"Yeah? Well I don't. You'll do it all over again. You'll gain my trust, get me to fuck you, apologize, and do it all over again." Jungkook grit his teeth. "I fucking love you and you just-" Jungkook stopped and blushed angrily. "Never mind."

"Jungkook..." Jimin softened.

"Fuck off." Jungkook grabbed his things and left, Jimin widening his eyes.

The class quieted as Jungkook left, Jimin blushing from embarrassment. "I'm sorry." Jimin gathered his things and went after Jungkook.

He was rushing, walking away quickly, but Jimin could catch up to him if he ran. So he did.

"Jungkook! Come on, let's talk about it, please!"

"No!" Jungkook looked back at Jimin with a surprised look, but it quickly became angry. He walked faster, leading Jimin somewhere more secluded.

When Jimin caught up, Jungkook grabbed his wrist and slammed him against the wall. "What the fuck do you want?" His eyes were already crying, but his voice didn't waver. He had Jimin's collar tight in his fist.

"I want to apologize." Jimin reached up to wipe Jungkook's tears, but Jungkook slapped it away. He'd let go of his wrist, but kept his fist tight on his collar.

Jimin set the canvas down, looking only at Jungkook's eyes. "Leave me alone Jimin. I don't think you understand the damage you did." He glared at Jimin, before his eyes slowly moved down to his lips, then to the ground, his initial anger gone. He let go of Jimin's collar. "Just leave me alone."

"Jungkook...I don't want to. I know- I know I'm being selfish...but I don't want this to happen." Jimin reached up and held Jungkook's cheeks, wiping his tears away with his thumbs. "I don't want to be angry with you. I hate fighting with you..."

Jungkook whimpered, leaning into Jimin's hands. "Hyung...I don't want to love you..."

"I'm sorry." Jimin's whispered, feeling sad as well. He felt his eyes water up.

"Can you make me feel better?" Jungkook kept whimpering, his tears falling quietly.

"How can I make you feel better?" Jimin kept wiping his tears away.

"S-stay the night." Jungkook moved forward, closing in on Jimin's lips before backing off. "If you don't have anything else. God what am I saying, I don't- never mind Jimin-"

"No- I- I can stay the night. I have some homework to do, but I'm done with my classes for the day. Have you eaten?"

Jungkook shook his head.

"Then how about you head to your dorm and I go get us some food? My treat. We can eat and talk things out. Does that sound okay?"

"Yeah- yeah. That sounds alright. I'll...I'll take your bag." Jungkook sniffed and took the canvas. He looked away as he held his hand out.

Jimin took Jungkook's hand and kissed the back of it before giving him his bag after getting his wallet out. "I promise it'll be worth it." Jimin smiled and headed off to get food.

Jungkook went to his dorm.

Jungkook watched the window for Jimin, going down to let him in when he came back.

Jimin set the food down on his desk and immediately prepared it, giving Jungkook his bowl, before carefully sitting on the floor while Jungkook was on the bed.

"Thank you hyung..."

"It's no problem. Really." Jimin looked apologetic, but ate.

Jungkook ate rather quickly. "You can...sit on the bed you know..."

"I can't. I forbid myself from being on your bed again." Jimin looked down at his food, setting it aside. "I'm sorry Jungkook."

"I'm sorry too. I just- I really am upset. I still am."

"You have every right to be. I messed up something that was supposed to be beautiful for you." Jimin sighed, upset with himself. He ran a hand through his hair.

"Why...why can't you be with me Jimin? I know we could- I know we could be good. I know it. But- but you're scared and I don't know why." Jungkook looked up at him, but Jimin just stared at the carpet.

"I can't...I can't do it again, Jungkook. I was- I was engaged...once..." Jimin wondered if this was the time to tell him.

"You were?" Jungkook sounded surprised.

"I was. And it just- it really didn't go my way. It didn't go either of our ways. He was older, and I just- I just...I trusted him. He was often away, but whatever we had I trusted it. And he broke that. He broke it and blamed it on me. Said I should've been there for him, said it was no wonder he cheated, I had a best friend I cared about more, and more things." Jimin furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at the ground.

Jungkook slowly got off his bed, setting his bowl of food on the ground, sitting down across from Jimin. He took his hands. "You know I would never cheat..."

"Jungkook, it's not about you, I'm sorry. But I can't have- I never want to feel so tied down again. He was abusive, and I know that now, but the longer I committed to him, the more I felt lost. I don't want to commit to a relationship with you and lose myself."

"You know I'll do anything to help you be happy." Jungkook held his hands tighter.

"I've been promised so many things Jungkook." Jimin looked up at him sadly, seeing Jungkook's eyes sadden. They were red.

"I mean it though. I- I've never felt anything like this before. And I just- I want to show you and prove to you that I'm worthy of you." Jungkook kissed his hands softly.

Jimin nearly cried then and there. Jungkook was so kind and gentle. "Jungkook...you know why I can't now. So please...please respect that. You're right, I am scared. But I have good reasons. I don't want to imagine a future with you if we have nothing to go off of."

"But we do! You've said it before, we have chemistry."

"Yeah, of being huge assholes to each other. I just wanted to be your friend." Jimin leaned back as Jungkook encroached. Jungkook kept leaning closer.

"You don't get to be just friends with someone you fuck with." Jungkook kept leaning closer.

"Then with benefits." Jimin kept leaning backwards.

Jungkook moved onto his lap. "I don't want to. All or nothing."

"Jungkook-" Jimin leaned back further, his stomach muscles working hard to not make him lay down on the floor. Jungkook pushed him down anyways.

"I mean it Jimin. I want you. That isn't going to change."

"Jungkook please, the more you do this the more you're going to get hurt." Jimin desperately tried to keep his eyes on Jungkook's eyes, but he watched Jungkook's eyes move to his lips.

"I...I missed you..." Jungkook leaned down. "Can I kiss you?"

"Jungkook...please...don't get yourself hurt more..." Jimin eyed Jungkook's lips as well.

Jungkook softly kissed him, just lips. He let their lips mold together, moving slowly, but together. He kept it soft, and Jimin didn't dare make it less soft. If Jungkook needed to kiss him, then by god he wasn't going to stop him.

Jimin let out a soft sigh when Jungkook slipped a hand up his shirt, Jungkook's hands warm and soft. He let Jungkook touch him and kiss him. His thighs were nice against him as well, and Jimin couldn't help but kiss back. He moved his arms to the back of Jungkook's neck, moving into his hair.

Jungkook almost desperately kissed him, pulling away only to breathe. He look at Jimin with teary eyes. "You're never going to love me...are you?"

"Jungkook...that's not true. I just might never be with you. And I know that doesn't make it better. I'm...I'm alright with being your stress reliever though."

"No no...I should stop." Jungkook tried to sit up but Jimin held the nape of his neck tightly.

"It's okay." Jimin brought him down a little. "I missed you too."

Jungkook whined before kissing him again. He slowly pressed his lower half against Jimin's, letting the kiss develop into something less soft. Jungkook felt Jimin's hands moved down to his back, sliding up his sweater. He whined again.

"Hyung..." Jungkook spoke almost pathetically, looking at Jimin with hazy eyes. He kept slowly moving against Jimin's crotch, making Jimin pink in the cheeks. "Will you touch me? I want- I want you to leave marks hyung..."

"Oh Jungkook..." Jimin rubbed his back. "Hyung will take care of you."

Jungkook stood up, then squatted down, picking Jimin up. Jimin was surprised, then set down on Jungkook's bed. Jungkook got in the same position, but took his sweater off. "You probably wanted that off anyways." He started to undo his belt before Jimin put a hand over Jungkook's.

"Jungkook...what are you doing?" He didn't want to overstep this. It was already so broken.

"Hm? I thought it was pretty obvious. You've never once invited me inside or yourself inside without alternative motives." Jungkook leaned down and kissed him one more time before getting Jimin's shirt off.

"Jungkook- not- not this time." Jimin put a hand against Jungkook's chest to stop him, but Jungkook didn't budge.

"Why not? I thought this is what you wanted?" Jungkook sighed in confusion. "Why is this a problem now?" Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, almost angry.

"Be-because Jungkook." Jimin felt small under him. This wasn't exactly like his usual kind self. "You said yourself you can't do what I can."

"But- but I can. With you."

"Jungkook. You shouldn't- you don't need to. You shouldn't be like me. You should find someone who'll love you back and spoil you and look at you like you're the moon." Jimin smiled sadly. "You need to find someone who looks at you like you look at me."

"Jimin. You do." Jungkook nearly growled his words. "You do look at me like that. You do give me special treatment. You spoil me to hell and back, and I know you love me. You're just scared. And I- I get it. But I'm not going to stop. So we might as well do what makes you comfortable too." Jungkook leaned down and kissed Jimin's neck, jaw, then chest.

"Jung- Jungkook, I'm sorry- I'm so sorry."

"Don't apologize. Just...stay the night."

And so he did.

____

Jungkook was even more pissed off at himself the next month. He had unblocked Jimin, but he didn't tell him. He'd also slept with him multiple times throughout the month, barely letting any words get in between them.

He scowled at his sketchbook, waiting for Jimin to appear with the canvas that they would have to work together on. He'd been working on what to say during their presentation when Jimin came in. He sat next to him, putting their canvas over Jungkook's book.

"It's shit, I know."

"What? No hyung, it looks really nice." Jungkook took it and looked over it. "I can help you fix up anything you don't like about it...but it's good. It's a good contrast to mine. Why'd you make it color less?"

"Cause. It's how I feel."

"Oh." Jungkook pursed his lips and focused on their middle space. "I...had an idea? We could switch sides? So that my kind of style is on your side and your style is on mine. You know, split the middle."

"I was thinking maybe we could combine them instead of keeping them separate. Like...I could do my colorless under drawing and you top it off with your colors?" Jimin gave him a small smile.

"Mm...let's try both." Jungkook gave Jimin the canvas and sketched out their picture in his sketchbook. He ripped out the paper and gave it to Jimin. "Draw your idea."

The class had started at this point, but the two were working. Jungkook got out his colored pencils to make another sketch to try his idea.

The two switched halfway through the class to do their halves. When they finished, they looked over it. "I dunno, I kinda like your idea."

"Really? I like yours."

Jungkook laughed a little. "I think we should do yours. Combine it."

"You think?" Jimin looked at Jungkook with a small blush.

"I do, hyung. This is good." Jungkook smiled at him thinly before looking back at his sketchbook.

Jimin peaked a look. "I'll do most of the talking. If you talk in the middle no one will notice I did all the talking. Besides, it's expected of me." Jimin grinned. "I'm a good student."

"That you are. You even dress for the part." Jungkook smiled a little, looking at him.

Jimin lowered his voice. "It's not like you dislike that."

"Nerd." Jungkook scrunched his nose and teased him. "Who even wears sweater vests anymore?"

"It's called academic fashion, and besides." Jimin smiled wide. "You don't have a problem taking them off."

Jungkook blushed and looked away, leaning on his hand to hide. "That's different hyung." Jungkook whispered.

Jimin giggled. "You're cute. Besides. You dress your part too."

"I dress to be comfortable."

"For someone who draws in color, you sure don't represent that."

"Same to you. You dress so colorfully but you draw in black and white."

"Symbolism." Jimin smiled, watching Jungkook slowly look at him again. "You're a colorful person Jungkook."

"Maybe I can add some color to your life then. If I've got plenty to share."

"Mmm. I dunno. I'm not sure you can share." 

"I want to."

"You can want it, but that doesn't make it possible."

"You keep saying shit like that but come on Jimin hyung, the more you say it the more you'll believe it."

"I don't know what I want to believe Jungkook. I went to believe you. But...it's just so...familiar." Jimin looked away. He started to pay attention to their professors.

Jungkook didn't touch the subject, instead he went back to his sketchbook, working on homework he hadn't finished yet.

At the end of his class, Jimin waited for Jungkook outside.

"Hm? Do you have more questions?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Would you like to work on it together?" Jimin pouted.

Jungkook blushed with a smile. "Why? We've been doing fine separately." 

"Okay, but I'd like to work on it together."

"I dunno Jimin..." Jungkook mumbled, looking down. "I think we shouldn't."

"How come?"

"Cause."

"We can actually work on it at your dorm instead this time. I promise."

"You've promised that before."

"That was on you."

"You looked pretty." Jungkook pursed his lips.

"Oh yeah? I was wearing basically the same thing then as I am now, so don't call me a nerd for it." Jimin teased him.

Jungkook smiled a little, but it faded. "I dunno hyung...maybe we shouldn't do this anymore."

"Jungkook...this is going back and forth a lot." Jimin sighed.

"I just...I think the longer we keep doing this the more we'll feel bad."

"What would you like Jungkook?"

"I still want to date you." Jungkook spoke clearly. "So can we- can we back off unless that happens? Do you part first, and I'll meet up with you in two weeks."

"Jungkook..."

"No no, don't." He spoke softly. "You can sleep with other people. I can't."

"I haven't been...actually."

"What?" Jungkook looked up.

"I haven't been to a party in a while. You're the only person I'm seeing." Jimin bit his bottom lip.

"Hyung..." Jungkook sighed. "Don't hurt yourself." He smiled a little and poked his cheek to distract him from gnawing on his lip. "That makes me really happy, but...I just still want something different from you."

"I know."

"But if I'm the only one, why won't you date me?"

"I told you why."

"I'm not going cheat on you. I don't like anyone else."

"But maybe you might. I don't know. I never know. People leave me Jungkook. That's just how it's been. I'd rather be hard to love, than easy to leave. "

"I'm not leaving. But I think you should."

"You're not making any sense."

"You're not Jimin." Jungkook shook his head. "Just do your part."

____

Jungkook waited in the library for Jimin. He still hadn't told Jimin he unblocked him, but it seemed that Jimin hadn't tried to text him anyways.

Some nights he hoped he would, other nights he wished Jimin would disappear and stop being on his mind.

He still hated him, in a sense. He was still persistent in being around, and a part of Jungkook's life, but Jungkook was just about done with it. They'd had a rougher time the previous day. Talking about what they wanted and where this was going.

Jungkook kept his head down, scowling at his homework. He kept falling for Jimin's words, eyes, and lips. Is that all he was to him anymore? A body? No, no, he was kind and generous, and good at making him smile.

"Jungkookie~" Jimin's soft voice pierced the air, getting Jungkook out of his head. "Guess what?" He sat down next to him, setting down the canvas on the table and setting down his bag.

"Hm?"

Jimin kissed him, taking his hand and placing something in it. "I got you something."

"J-Jimin hyung..." Jungkook blushed, surprised by Jimin's affection outside of his dorm. He looked down to see a bag.

"It's small but I thought of you when I saw it and I just had to get it. Hopefully it tastes good." Jimin smiled, his cheeks rosy.

"You didn't have to Jimin..." Jungkook smiled. He looked in to see a chocolate bunny, carefully crafted. "Cute." Jimin smiled wide. "Thank you hyung."

"Of course."

"Why'd you kiss me?" Jungkook looked at him with a smile, eyes full of hope.

"As a thank you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Why's that?"

"Well...after this project, were basically going to be done with the year. And we'll have to say goodbye." Jimin looked down at the canvas between them. "But...I like being combined with you." He put his hand on the canvas. "You know?"

"I do know. But...why would it be goodbye?" Jungkook shook his head with a confused smile. "I'll be back next year."

"Jungkook, we're not going to see each other much. I'll be graduating, you'll be a sophomore. God damn it you're 19." Jimin exhaled, feeling bad once again.

"I'll be 20 next school year. You'll be 22. What's the problem?" Jungkook didn't get it.

"Me." Jimin sighed. "I'm the problem."

"No you aren't hyung." Jungkook spoke softly. "You're not a problem at all. I like you."

"I'm still a problem. You're young Jungkook..."

"Yeah? Well so are you." Jungkook scrunched his nose. "Unless you're trying to seem older? I don't date older guys." Jungkook teased him. "I decide things myself Jimin. I know I like you. Age doesn't matter, and besides, it's two years."

"But Jungkook-" Jimin looked apologetic.

"No. I don't want to say goodbye. Not unless you fuck up again." Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "So what's wrong hyung? By the way, your art is nice."

Jimin sighed. "I don't know. I don't know what's the problem. I just feel like every time we sleep together you get more and more sad. And I don't want you to be sad."

"It doesn't make me sad exactly. It's complicated." Jungkook sighed too. "Like, if you spend so much time with me and are willing to sleep with me, why can't we date? I feel like that's- that's the normal steps?"

"I know...but I'm not a normal case. I'm really scared of- of committing. I trust you. Which is why- why you're the only person I'm seeing. But...I...I can't." Jimin gnawed on his lip, Jungkook immediately squishing his cheeks with his finger and thumb.

"Jimin."

"Yesh?" Jimin pouted, Jungkook looking at his lips.

"We can go slow. We can keep doing this, but be together. I promise it'll be the same, just a little more special." He smiled, Jimin's lips red and cute, so easy to kiss.

"I can't Jungkookie."

Jungkook leaned in and kissed him. "You could." He let go of his cheeks with a smile. "Do you like this?"

"Hm?" Jimin kept his pout.

"Do you like this?" Jungkook gestured to them. "What we do? How we are?"

Jimin thought for a second. "I do."

"Then it'll be the same energy." Jungkook smiled and looked at his homework before turning back to Jimin.

"But you're too kind. You're too gentle."

"Should I not be?"

"N...no? I don't know?"

"Relationships should be gentle. You're a human, you need to be cared for." Jungkook wanted to kiss him again. He liked the casualness.

"Oh." Jimin pouted more. "Really?" He looked up at Jungkook.

"Are you trying to get me to kiss you?" Jungkook smiled. "Cause it's working." Jungkook leaned in and kissed him again, Jimin kissing back.

"Wow, you guys have been busy." Taehyung whispered to them, making both of them jump and blush.

"Taehyung! You didn't tell me you were coming." Jimin blushed pink, covering his mouth.

"Didn't think I had to." Taehyung took a look at their canvas. "Nice. This is the project?"

"You've seen it before." Jimin mumbled, embarrassed.

Taehyung smiled slyly and eyed them both. "Okay, so if you're dating then you should've told me. I came for my own reasons but I saw you two and thought I'd say hi."

"We're not." Jimin covered his face.

Jungkook smiled. "Either way, doesn't it look nice hyung? I like how it's turning out." He nibbled on the chocolate rabbit as Taehyung inspected it.

"That's pretty cool. Did- is that my back?"

Jungkook laughed. "No hyung, don't worry. It's nobody."

"Nice. Looks sick. I'm gunna go get what I need, but you two better fucking tell me what's up later. You wanna come to another party?"

"I'll pass. I've got to finish this up."

"Aww. Jimin?"

"I'll pass too. I've got too much on my hands at the moment."

Taehyung smiled knowingly. "Jungkook's a pretty big hunk of a man and your hands are small, so I get it."

"Taehyung!" Jimin stood and chased him, Taehyung running away.

Jungkook laughed and nibbled on his chocolate again, looking at the canvas. He imagined what it would be like to actually be with Jimin.

____

Jungkook observed their final product. He was only in sweats, looking over at Jimin in his bed. He was still sleeping, and Jungkook couldn't help be smile. Today was their final, so Jungkook was making sure every touch up had happened.

It was probably around 6am, Jungkook having planned to workout in the morning but the last time he'd tried that Jimin whined and dragged him back to the bed. He sat at his desk and carefully looks over the work with a lamp, it being too dark outside to see without one.

A small mmm from Jimin made Jungkook look over at him. "Kook..." Jimin sounded raspy. Jungkook smiled.

"Need water? I can buy tea today for you if you need it. You used your voice a lot last night." Jungkook spoke cheerfully, looking back at the canvas. "How're you feeling?"

"...tired..." Jimin was mumbling, curling into the blankets. "Come here."

"Ah, after I finish this."

"Why'd you get up? You took the warmth." Jimin whined. "Get in here, we've got more time."

Jungkook laughed. "Take it easy hyung, I can only go so many times in 24 hours." He deemed it done, and got out his polycrylic to seal the painting. It would be able to dry before their class.

"I didn't mean it like that. I want you close." Jimin whined more.

"Give me a minute hyung. I gotta seal the painting."

"Should've done that last night." He whined even more, Jungkook rolling his eyes with a smile.

"I tried to."

"You did not."

"I did." Jungkook finished it and hung it on the wall, putting newspaper under it in case it dropped. He got up, turned off the lamp, and climbed back into the bed.

Jimin immediately cuddled up to him, hands feeling him up, and leg going over Jungkook's. "You didn't. You'd already finished the painting when you invited me over."

Jungkook smiled mischievously. "Maybe." He kissed Jimin's forehead. "You came over anyways."

Jimin held on tight to him. "I did." Jimin started to get tired again. "You smell nice." He whispered against Jungkook's chest, kissing it.

Jungkook giggled. "Tickles hyung. Don't do it so softly."

Jimin bit him.

"Hyung!" Jungkook yelped, before Jimin kissed and sucked hickeys into his skin. "H-hyung...you've left enough..."

"There's never too much. Besides...I'd love to have someone see you...they'd never be able to see a clear spot of you." Jimin kept at it.

Jungkook felt himself heat up as Jimin moved his hands down from his back. "H-hyung..."

"Hm?" He kept kissing him, moving up just slightly to kiss at his jaw. "...'m I doing anything wrong?"

"N-o I just thought you wanted to sleep mo- more." Jungkook stuttered on his words as Jimin grabbed his ass and "massaged him" as he would say.

"Doesn't matter to me."

"W-well class is later so- so it's okay to do- do both." Jungkook blushed, never going to be used to Jimin. He was always so confident, in a way that Jungkook didn't think he ever would be.

"Mmm, what to do first." Jimin hummed. "I'm pretty awake. And it would be nice to have a nap afterwards." Jimin smiled against Jungkook's jaw and sat up, swinging a leg over Jungkook's thighs. He immediately grinded down on Jungkook crotch making him jolt.

"Jimin!"

"Hm?" Jimin smiled, his eyes half lidded from tiredness and lust. Jungkook blushed as Jimin took off his, Jungkook's, shirt. He tended to sleep in Jungkook's shirts nowadays. "Is there a problem sweetheart?"

Jungkook melted at the pet name, a dopey smile crossing his lips. "Nope. None at all angel."

"Good." Jimin leaned down to kiss him, taking it slow, teasing him by pulling away whenever Jungkook wanted to deepen it. "Want you to get needy." Jimin mumbled, his morning voice making Jungkook blush more.

"I'm already needy."

"More."

"W-why?"

"Wanna see it. What happens when you're fed up?" Jimin kissed into his neck, leaving another mark as he went. He kept moving against Jungkook's crotch, almost laughing when he felt his hard on.

"I- I don't- I wouldn't know- I don't- hyung." Jungkook whimpered slightly. "I- you're- fuck me." Jungkook blushed more as he bucked up against Jimin, his cheeks pure heat. "You're too good at this."

"At what, riling you up? I haven't even started yet."

"Hyung..."

"Don't tell me to stop." Jimin nearly glared. "You feel good trying to fuck me with clothes in the way. It's cute." Jimin hummed. "When have you started to get so ready to fuck me?" Jimin sat up, hands on Jungkook's chest, focusing now on rolling his hips on Jungkook's clothed crotch.

Jungkook felt beyond embarrassed. "You should know the answer to that. Fuck." Jungkook groaned, grabbing Jimin's waist to stabilize himself.

"Mm, I don't think I do." Jimin pressed harder against him, making Jungkook moan. "Why don't you tell me? Was it the first time? The second? Or was it before that?"

"Fuck off." Jungkook tried to sound anything but weak, but he ended up sounded scratchy. He was extremely embarrassed. "You know when."

"Do I?" Jimin hummed his words, a teasing smile on his face. He kept rolling his hips, Jungkook bucking up again. He felt even more embarrassed after doing so. Jimin just smiled. "You're so cute. I never thought you'd get so used to-"

"Ah! Don't go there." Jungkook sat up and hugged Jimin, burrowing his face in his chest. Jimin could feel the heat from his cheeks. "You tend...to talk a lot..."

"Well, yeah, cause you get like this." Jimin rubbed his back with one hand, the other going up into his hair. He grabbed his hair and pulled him back, so he could see his face. "Look at how red you are. And marked up, just wow." Jimin kissed him, still moving.

Jungkook whined. "Hyung."

"Hm? Too many clothes in the way?" Jimin attacked his neck again, Jungkook's hands tightening on his hips. "You'll leave bruises if you keep that up." Jimin teased him.

"You said you like them." Jungkook liked the way Jimin played with his hair, leaning his head back just a little more Jimin.

"Oo, getting bolder I see. Last time you said you never wanted to bruise me."

"Last time you begged for it." Jungkook grinned before yelping with a jump. Jimin pinched his nipple.

"Rude."

"Says you!"

"It's karma."

Jungkook smiled. "So what do I get for being good?"

"You get to fuck me?" Jimin smiled back. "And you know I love when you're a good boy."

Jungkook laughed but was beyond embarrassed. "How can you say things so easily?"

"I'm used to it. At this point, you should be used to me."

"How could I? You're so pretty." Jungkook's head was in the clouds as Jimin kept kissing and marking his neck.

Jimin laughed as Jungkook absentmindedly moved his hips against Jimin's. "How much more can you take?"

"However much you've got." Jungkook gave an easy smile. "It's not like we need to rush."

"Really?" Jimin raised an eyebrow. "For some reason I doubt that."

"Well hopefully you aren't trying to make me break."

"I am. I want to see what happens when you're fed up with me."

"And if I never get fed up of you?"

"It'll happen. Everyone has a breaking point. Even a worm will turn."

"Dunno. I'm pretty patient." Jungkook grinned. "You can tease me all you want, I won't break."

"Your dick says otherwise."

"Mind of its own."

Jimin laughed. "Sure." He kept moving his hips, gasping quietly when Jungkook moved his hands to his ass, grinding up on him harder.

"I'm sure two can play the game."

Jimin blushed, whining a little. He'd gotten more pathetic over time, reacting to Jungkook's touches instead of being able to hide it. "Y-you could."

Jungkook laughed. "Look at you. Whining already? I've barely even done anything."

"It's pathetic, I know." Jimin fake swooned, pouting. "You've just got that effect on me."

"I don't find it pathetic. I think it's cute." Jungkook grinned wide as he kept moving roughly against Jimin. "Means you've warmed up to me."

Jimin mewled, blushing red. "J-Jungkook-"

"How adorable." Jungkook chuckled. "How do you still want more? We went so many round last night."

"Dunno. I'm just- maybe I'm desperate." Jimin exhaled, shaking slightly. He held onto Jungkook's shoulders for support. "Fuck, just- just fuck me already Jungkook."

"I'd say that's desperation." Jungkook kissed him. "D'ya need me to? I don't know if you need me to. I bet we could go right back to sleep and-"

"No." Jimin glared. "You can't do that."

"I could." Jungkook shrugged. "I've said no before."

"Not recently you haven't." Jimin glared now. "You don't get to tease and not expect payoff."

Jungkook laughed. "Oh?"

"Yeah."

"You're cute." Jungkook grabbed his ass and moved them, so that Jimin's back was on the bed and Jungkook was over him. He started to grind against his ass yet again.

Jimin whined. "Get your clothes off!" Jimin grabbed Jungkook's biceps, digging his nails into his skin. "Get your goddamn clothes off."

"But hyung! You've still got yours on too. Don't be a hypocrite." Jungkook chided him. "How can you be a good example if you're a hypocrite?"

Jimin gritted his teeth. "Jungkook."

"Hm? Need something?"

"Yeah, I need our clothes to get off right now."

"What was that hyung? I can't hear you." Jungkook kept grinding against him, spreading Jimin's legs easily.

Jimin blushed heavily, digging his nails deeper into Jungkook's biceps. "J-Jungkook!" Jimin moaned. "C-come on- pl- please Jungkook." Jimin begged.

"Wow hyung. Thought you said I was the begger?" Jungkook teased him more, pressing against his clothed hole. He leaned down to mouth at his neck. "What do you need?"

"N-need you." Jimin whined. "Please Jungkook." Jimin pouted.

Jungkook sighed with a smile. "Okay hyung. You win." Jungkook got up to get what he needed from his bedside table, getting his clothes off as well. When he got back, Jimin was already ready. "How do you get your clothes off so goddamn fast?" Jungkook was still smiling.

"It's a skill I've acquired."

Jungkook rolled his eyes, lubing up his fingers. "You're so impatient." He started with one finger.

"I'm needy in the mornings and you're a fucking tease."

"Is that why don't you like staying the night? In case you get needy?"

Jimin sighed, obviously embarrassed. "Does it matter?"

"If you get needy in the mornings then yes, it does matter. Have you- have you ever stayed the night with anyone else?" Jungkook was able to get another finger inside.

Jimin squirmed slightly. "Does that matter?" He looked to the side, Jungkook seeing the pink in his cheeks.

"It does."

"...no. I haven't."

Jungkook smiled wide, thrusting his fingers in. "Then I'm special!"

"You already knew that god damn it!" Jimin yelped out, surprised by Jungkook's movements. "You know- you know you're special."

"Date me hyung." Jungkook pushed another in, adding more lube.

"No." Jimin covered his face with his arms. "You know I can't."

"At this point I know you can. If I'm so special...why won't you date me?" Jungkook wanted to mark his chest more, but it was already littered in love bites.

"Can't."

"You're just telling yourself that." Jungkook pulled out. "You good?"

"Yeah."

Jungkook put on the condom and lubed himself up, pushing in quicker than usual. Jimin was still somewhat loose from the previous night. "Tell me if it hurts."

"Never would."

Jungkook rolled his eyes. He held Jimin's hips as he started to move, loving how his legs spread just a little more for Jungkook. "You're always so ready for me hyung."

"You know my spots. Why wouldn't I open up for you?"

"It's cute. So needy." Jungkook angled himself to hit Jimin's prostate, used to finding it by now.

"Fuck." Jimin moaned, digging his nails deeper before realizing it probably hurt. Jungkook never complained, but he'd seen him wince when cleaning up before and he didn't want to see that again. He released his grip, moving to Jungkook's shoulders.

"Good hyung?"

"Y-yeah." Jimin felt embarrassed for caring so much. He'd never cared so much before. "I'm good. You can keep moving."

Jungkook kissed his nose. "Thank you hyung." He whispered, and Jimin felt embarrassed by being known. Jungkook knew him too well. He noticed every little thing that he did, and Jimin hated it. Maybe he didn't want to be known.

Jungkook started to move, his face focused and aroused. Jimin always thought that was cute. Jungkook liked to make sure Jimin was cared for and better off than himself, which is why Jimin liked to spoil him so much.

Jimin realized he had such a soft spot for him, right then and there. He was a goner. Completely fallen.

He gripped his shoulder tighter, moaning, and trying not to dig his nails again. Jungkook was relentless, and Jimin could barely focus on him. He was lost in his head, trying to come to terms with what he had been trying to ignore.

He was even more out of it when he came, his throat slightly burning. He opened his eyes to see Jungkook's tired, sleepy smile. "You good hyung?"

"Yeah." Jimin spoke softly, not wanting to hurt his voice more. "I'm taking you up on that offer."

"You want tea today?"

"Yeah."

Jungkook kissed him lovingly. "Sure thing hyung. If we leave early I'll buy you some. But I gotta get another nap in. Didn't think you'd be so needy." Jungkook was mumbling, but smiling. Almost like he could read Jimin.

"Yeah...let's do that."

Jungkook pulled out and cleaned them up, Jimin getting sweats on before getting back under the covers. Jungkook cuddled up to him afterwards, being the big spoon. They traded on and off.

"...you good hyung?" He kissed the nape of his neck.

"Yeah. I'm good." Jimin felt distant from himself. He was remembering things he didn't want to remember, feelings he didn't want to feel again.

"How about you turn around? That way you can hide better. You seem a little stressed." Jungkook let go of him, letting Jimin reposition himself. He held him once again. "Better hyung?"

"Yeah." Jimin took in Jungkook's scent. "Yeah, that's better."

____

Jimin woke up from anxiety. He quickly checked his phone. "Jungkook! Your alarm didn't go off! We're going to be late if we don't leave right now." Jimin scurried up to get dressed.

Jungkook sat up sleepily, his eyes blurry. "What?"

"Up. We have to go now."

"Mmmmm." Jungkook rubbed his eyes, squinting. "Give me a minute."

"Now Jungkook."

Jungkook sighed and got up, getting some clothes on. He wore a turtleneck, glaring at Jimin. "You are not going in your clothes from yesterday."

"It's all I have."

"Wear one of my sweaters. It's colder today than it was yesterday, and your shirt is exposing."

"That's your fault."

"Blame me all you want, it's true." Jungkook threw him a better sweater. "At least wear it over."

"They'll know it's not mine." Jimin fret, getting both their bags ready to go. He put on Jungkook's sweater.

"I bet the whole class already knows Jimin, it's not hard to figure out." Jungkook's was still mumbling, fixing his hair before getting the canvas.

"Switch."

Jimin took the canvas, Jungkook taking their bags.

Jimin sped walked to their class, Jungkook lagging behind him. They got to their classroom just in time, Jimin rushing to their spots. Jungkook lagged, sitting next to Jimin still tired. He kept rubbing his eyes.

"We're fine, right?" Jungkook whispered, knowing the class was going to start soon.

"Yes. But late."

"We're on time."

"Are you ready for a speech?"

"Ohhhhhh boy." Jungkook sighed, trying to wake up still. "Sorry I didn't get you tea."

"...I have time afterwards..."

"A date?"

"Tea. Not a date."

"Aw." Jungkook pouted, trying not to yawn. "You're talking first right?"

"Yes." Jimin was awake, spiked with anxiety. He looked over their canvas. He really did like it. He looked over his notes on what he was going to say.

"Hey...you'll do good. If anything I'll be the one they notice messing up."

"You're better at artistic words."

"You're charming hyung. You'll do fine." Jungkook smiled. "Besides, we wont be first. I'm never first in this class, I've made that clear to my professor." He grinned.

"Oh. Oh. That's very nice." Jimin relaxed a little. He burrowed into Jungkook's sweater. It smelled nice. He smiled, looking over at Jungkook, who was trying to stay awake. He kept nodding off. "Kookie."

"Mm?"

"You'll be awake when we go up?"

"Yeah. I'll be awake."

"Okay." Jimin relaxed into Jungkook's sweater. He was small in it, but it was...it was soft. Jimin realized he could have this every day. Waking up next to him. Having his soft kisses against his lips throughout the day. His soft touches, his hugs and-

Jungkook held his hand, squeezing it. "Squeeze my hand every time I doze off, okay hyung?"

"Sure." Jimin stared at Jungkook's hand in his own. He could have this every day. If he'd just open up. He could have this every day. He thumbed over his hand, considering. Jungkook was gentle, and kind, and soft. Nothing like he first thought he was. He was artistic, creative, and athletic, so very skillful.

He was considerate.

He was simply lovely.

Jimin looked over at him and squeezed his hand.

"Mm? Shit. Sorry I'm so tired."

"It's okay. We were busy."

Jungkook laughed a little. "Yeah. We were."

That continued. Jungkook drifting off, Jimin squeezing his hand, then getting lost in thought.

"Jungkook and Jimin? Your guys's turn for presenting." Jungkook's professor spoke, getting their attentions.

Jimin let go of Jungkook's hand and got their canvas, Jungkook trailing behind.

He set up the canvas on the stand, both of them on their respective sides.

"Well, to start off, Jungkook came up with the design idea. He wanted to draw wings, as a way to start us off easy. The reasoning slowly changed as we talked about it." Jimin improvised. "We wanted to represent freedom and change. My side is black and white, a large contrast to Jungkook's side. I used simple techniques, sketching it out first then tracing it over with acrylics to make it pop more. I didn't want to add anything else except for some fallen feathers. They symbolize change, like a growing crow shedding its younger feathers."

Jimin gestured to Jungkook. "My side represented how I feel. I'm- I'm a shy person, but I enjoy many things. When people get to know me, they think I'm colorful. So I portrayed that. My base was sketched as well, but I covered it with colors, some bleeding together to show that there's a lot of me that connected, yet separate things. A boring base, but a colorful inside." Jungkook smiled.

"Our middle section is ours connected. I did the base, and Jungkook added his style on top, to create a style that was both of ours mixed without actually changing ourselves. Just...fitting together." Jimin looked at Jungkook and smiled.

"Yeah. Fitting together." Jungkook and Jimin smiled at each other.

"Thank you both so much. This is lovely." The professors took the canvas and the two went back to their seats. Everything was displayed up there, and Jungkook looked at them all.

"Ours looks good." Jungkook smiled.

Jimin did believe that he was awake now. He somehow turned on his body for the presentation. "Yeah. It does."

"Good job hyung."

"Thank you. I really mean it. Thanks for caring."

"For caring?" Jungkook gave him a small smile.

"Yeah. For caring about the grade."

"Well, thank you for caring about me." Jungkook booped his nose. "Tea date after?"

Jimin smiled. "If we get an A on this...we can call it a date."

Jungkook sprung up happily. "I'll bribe my professor."

Jimin snickered, hiding his mouth. "Be good."

"I'll do anything to have a date with you." Jungkook smiled wide, leaning on his hand.

"Pshhh." Jimin blushed. "Loser."

"I'll be whatever you like." Jungkook smiled wider, charming Jimin.

"An A. I need an A."

"And you'll get an A. And I get a date."

"Sounds nice." Jimin smiled.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After class, Jungkook got called up.

"Jungkook...it seems you and Jimin have been getting along now?"

"Yeah, a bit more. Can I ask our grade?" Jungkook got his canvas again. He had a happy smile.

"That's an A Jungkook. You two did amazing. I'd like to hang it up, but I can understand if you want to take it yourself." They smiled. "I'm glad you two are on better terms. Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah. I am." Jungkook smiled wider. "Thanks."

"No problem."

Jungkook left with the canvas and a huge smile. Jimin was waiting outside. He looked expectedly. "How'd it go?"

"What kind of tea do you like?" Jungkook flirted, giving a cheeky smile.

"Really?!"

"Yeah! And I- I think you should have it." Jungkook gave him the canvas. "As a reminder."

Jimin smiled, but he felt a pain. He took it. "Thank you. What drinks do you like?"

"Sweet ones."

They started walking. "Oh of course you do."

Jimin felt his phone alert him. He checked the text.

WinterBear
Are you going to do it today? Before finals?

Jimin
I don't know...I don't know. I feel so bad

WinterBear
You said you would?

Jimin
I'll see

"Who you texting hyung? You're gunna walk into someone." Jungkook was cheery, and Jimin felt bad.

"Sorry, it's Taehyung wondering my plans." Jimin felt his chest hurt.

"Ah, okay. How's he doing?"

"He's really doing good. He's really happy with his direction. He's already got a job at Seokjin's company for actors."

"No way!"

"Yeah." Jimin smiled as did looked down. "He's really doing it."

"How are you doing?"

"Well...over summer break I've got a small job offer I might look into. I'm not sure yet."

"That's so cool." Jungkook was simply happy.

"Yeah. It's pretty cool."

They got to the closet cafe and Jungkook ordered. Jimin took a seat, trying to ready himself for the words he wanted to say. He had to be clear.

Jungkook came back with two hot drinks. "Extra honey for your throat."

"Thank you." Jimin smiled a little, taking the cup and staring at it. He started to feel bad again.

"You okay hyung? You've seemed a bit off today." Jungkook did sound concerned, but he had a small smile.

"Yeah I'm just- there's a lot on my mind right now Jungkook."

"Tell me it." He sipped his drink, eyes on Jimin.

Jimin kept staring at his drink. He didn't want to look up at Jungkook. "...finals start next week."

"...yes?"

"And then...it'll be summer break."

"Okay?..." Jungkook sounded confused. "That's how school years work?"

"And...I don't think we should meet up after summer break."

"Oh." Jungkook understood where this was going now. "You've said this a lot. I've said it a lot too. But I think we've made a relationship now. You've said I'm too far in your layers to go away-"

"And now you're too far." Jimin spoke quickly, cutting off Jungkook. "That's the problem. You've gotten into my head, done every right step to get what you want, but I still can't do it. Jungkook, I need to let you go so you can move on."

"What? Why? How can I be too far? I still have so much to learn about you. And besides hyung, we've both done this. We've said goodbye, broken up with each other, but we keep coming back. I know it's tough for you, but I can keep doing this. We're basically dating without the title." Jungkook tried to convince him.

Jimin shook his head. "Jungkook...you are young. You'll find someone else. Someone worth your time and who will invest in you like I don't. You'll do it. You'll move on."

"Sorry, but you don't get to decide that for me Jimin." Jungkook sounded slightly upset. "I've stretched far to meet you, but you keep retracting. I just need a little more and we'll be okay."

"You shouldn't have to do that Jungkook. That's what I'm saying. I think we'll be better off without seeing each other next year. Or ever again."

Jungkook crossed his arms. "So you're willing to have sex with me for months, but now that you might have the slightest feelings for me, you're done?" He exhaled a short, upset laugh from his nose. "Wow."

"Please...don't make me feel worse than I already do." Jimin looked up to glare at him.

"Did our project mean nothing? You know, I knew you were off today."

"Our project meant so much. That's why I- I have to stop. The more I care the more I get hurt."

"It doesn't have to be that way."

"Yes it does. You haven't lived a day in my shoes." Jimin slightly raised his voice.

"You haven't let me."

"Because I don't let anyone."

"Taehyung knows. Taehyung knows everything about you."

"He's my best friend, you don't get to blame him of anything." Jimin felt defensive.

"So why can't I know? Why am I supposed to just, be okay with this? I care about you so much, I don't want to let go." Jungkook frowned.

"Because I love you Jungkook. And the last time I felt that, I was used and abused, and hurt so badly that I had to had to be hospitalized for a month." Jimin grit his teeth. "So yeah, you're supposed to be okay with me taking care of myself."

"Jimin, I don't want to harm you ever-"

"But it could happen. And I can't- I can't do that ever again Jungkook." Jimin's eyes were now wide with a newfound fear. Jungkook had never seen him like this.

"Hey...hey, it's okay. It'll be okay." Jungkook softened his voice, but Jimin shook his head.

"No, no it won't be. I can't do this. I'm sorry. But I can't do it again." Jimin stood up, getting his wallet out and putting down some money. "Thank you for the drink."

"Jimin-"

"No." Jimin got his drink and left, leaving the canvas and Jungkook.

Jungkook sighed heavily. It felt so bad. But he had to try one more time.

He went out after him, canvas in hand.

"Jimin! Take it." Jungkook chased him.

"Jungkook-"

"Take it." Jungkook shoved it at Jimin. "I told you it's yours. A reminder."

"I don't want it." Jimin tried to glare, but he just looked sad.

"I want you to have it. As a reminder of me and us. If you're going to leave you can't forget about me!" Jungkook didn't want to cry, but he felt it coming. "You don't just get to forget about me!"

"And what if I want to? What if I want to forget you!" Jimin raised his voice, not taking the canvas.

"Why would you want that? Did I care about you so much that you couldn't handle it? Did making you feel loved hurt you? What did I do wrong!" Jungkook shoved the canvas at him. "Take it."

"No. No, you don't get to make me feel bad about this. You knew from day one what you signed up for and you did it anyways. You don't get to make me feel bad for not being able to love you back!"

"You just said you did!"

"I lied!" Jimin huffed after that, breathing heavily. He just had to get Jungkook to hate him. He was a hypocrite. A liar. He was selfish. He had to become things Jungkook didn't like.

Jungkook stared at him in pain. "Why do you do this? Why- why do you always find a way to hurt me in sore spots? Have you been lying the whole time? Are you really just here for my body? Is that all I am to you?"

"Jungkook-"

"No no. Don't say anything more. It's clear. You've made yourself clear." Jungkook nodded, holding back his tears. "I get it." He threw the canvas at Jimin's feet. "I get it."

He turned and left, leaving Jimin feeling even  worse.

____

Jungkook packed up his dorm. It was going to be the last time he'd ever got a room to himself, and he wasn't looking forward to dorming with anyone next year. Maybe he'd get lucky again.

He went out, having already said bye to his friends, to find his moms car. Taehyung was outside waiting.

"There you are." He walked with Jungkook.

Jungkook gave him the cold shoulder.

"Look, I know it's not my place to say anything but-"

"You're right, it's not." Jungkook was pissed. He glared, before looked away.

"Can I speak for him?"

"No. He made himself clear. Turns out there's no inch of him that cares about me." Jungkook scoffed. "So no, you can't speak for him. He's spoken enough."

"Jungkook, he doesn't-"

"Stop it hyung. I'm done. I mean it. This time I mean it. Me and Jimin are done, and so are you and me. You're his best friend, and I get it, you work together, but when that's against me I can't handle that. You let him do what he wanted, we all did. But I'm sorry, that's it. I can't take it anymore." Jungkook shook his head. "Go home."

"Jungkook...I'll miss you. I mean that. I'm really sorry."

Jungkook shook his head. "You aren't sorry. If you were, you wouldn't have let this all happen." Jungkook felt angry.

Taehyung let out a short breath. "You know what? How about you fucking take some responsibility to your own problems? Stop blaming everything on me and Jimin when we gave you plenty of time to go away and plenty of advice. I gave you rundowns of what would happen, I gave you advice, I gave you warnings, I gave Jimin advice and warnings, and you're still blaming this on me and Jimin instead of taking credibility for your own actions."

Jungkook shook. "I didn't think he'd be heartless!"

"You're wrong! He's got too much heart, so he fucking hides it!" Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's sweater and threatened him. "So stop being so goddamn unfair to him, and making him feel like shit for having trauma. You have no idea what it's like to be in his shoes."

Jungkook felt small, Taehyung still angry. "I wanted to try...but he didn't let me." Jungkook looked down, Taehyung's fist bunching up his sweater.

"Yeah, cause he knew you'd never get it." Taehyung let him go. "Stop playing the victim card. It's not healthy."

"...I wasn't trying to. He's just never been clear once, and now suddenly he was. I think I have every right to be angry. Months of being together and then dropping me like I'm nothing."

"Yeah, that's fucked up, but- god neither of you are emotionally stable enough for a relationship. So learn from this Jungkook. And..." Taehyung softened his voice, looking away. "If you ever need anything, I'll still be here. I think you're really nice, and I'm...I'm surprised you got through to Jimin so fast."

Jungkook nodded, readjusting his bags. "Thanks hyung. I'll keep it in mind."

"See you next year?"

"Maybe. We'll see how it goes." Jungkook gave a weak smile.

"Yeah. Alright."

They went different ways, Jungkook finding his moms car.

"Who was that?"

"Ah. He's an...odd friend." Jungkook gave a small laugh. "How's everyone at home?"

"How are you Jungkook?" His mom gave a concerned look. "It's your first year..."

"And I already look tired? Yeah." Jungkook smiled. "It was a lot and I'm ready to be home."

____

Jungkook felt way too hot, the summer warmer than ever before. He was sent out to get grocery's, mostly cold drinks and ice cream, but some other things his mom needed. He put on easy shoes before heading out, loving the walk alone.

The summer had been fairly healing, his mind clearer than it ever had been. He'd focused on himself, his family, and his next year of school. He wanted to be a musician, he knew that now. He'd been staying up every night composing, and he'd even been working with Namjoon and Yoongi on techniques and other helpful things.

He got to the store, ignoring everything except the ice cream. He carefully looked at the options, squatting down to see them better. He picked a couple, going to get drinks. He could get the other things his mom wanted another time.

Jungkook froze in his spot when he went to the isle. A part of him wanted to hide, while the other part of him wanted to go over and be angry. Jimin was looking at all the drinks, carefully, a finger periodically tapping his lower lip. He looked sleepy, and absolutely so attractive, Jungkook almost letting out an inhumane sound from his throat.

He was in his sweater.

Jimin turned to him and froze as well, eyes going wide. "Oh!" He regained his composure, but blushed. "So...you are a stalker." He tried to lighten the mood by bringing up one of their first encounters. "Well, this is awkward." Jimin pursed his lips.

"...I...do you live in Busan?"

"I went home for the summer. Piece it together." Jimin gave a smile then dropped it.

Jungkook scowled. "Which part?"

"I didn't go to the same high school as you, I went to the same one as Taehyung." Jimin explained, but kept it short. "Anyways." He picked a drink and smiled embarrassedly. "Uh, good to see you." He passed by Jungkook quickly.

Jungkook felt shocked. He'd been doing so good. He'd been doing amazing. And yet, here was Jimin once again. In Busan? Jimin was from Busan? And why was he wearing his sweater? In summer? Jungkook got the rest of the things he needed, buying them, still lost in thought.

Jimin was waiting for him outside. "Didn't know you wore anything above your knees." He teased, an easy smile on his lips.

Jungkook shook his head in disbelief. "Why are you here?"

"...I was born here?" Jimin smiled with confusion.

"No, why are you here? Talking to me? You made it clear you were done with me."

"I can't talk to a classmate?"

"Not when it's me." Jungkook glared at him. "You've done enough."

Jimin looked down. "I've had more time to think."

"Yeah? Well so did I." Jungkook moved in front of Jimin, making him take a step back by the sudden movement. "Leave me alone. I'm done seeing you, I'm done caring about you, and I'm done getting fucked over by you." Jungkook pushed Jimin's shoulder with each word. "I'm glad you like my sweater. Now leave me alone." Jungkook turned and left, his mood now sour.

He couldn't help but blush, thinking about Jimin. There he was. Soft, tired, and drowning in his sweater. He forgot he had that. And the shortest shorts he'd seen him wear. God, what was he doing in Busan? His style didn't fit in, it wasn't very masculine. But then again, Jimin wasn't.

Jungkook felt slight concern for him before cursing himself for caring again. He was like an addiction that Jungkook needed to detoxify from. But he kept showing up. Wherever Jungkook went, Jimin was there too. His baseball games, his classes, their parties. And now his home.

When he got home, he put everything away and said his good nights.

____

Jungkook woke up from his nap, seeing his computer off. He must've fallen asleep working on music. He could barely process anything, barely getting the time. It was only 1am, but he'd been staying up for days so it made sense.

He checked his phone, eyes narrowing in concern.

A couple texts from Namjoon, but a couple from Jimin.

Jimin
I don't know if you still have me blocked
But you're the only one in the area that I know of
I'm being followed and I'm scared
XXX

He gave him the address he was hiding at. Jungkook felt shock, then anxiety. He was awake now.

Jungkook
Stay put

He quickly got dressed, heading out. He called Jimin on his way out, knowing exactly where he was.

He anxiously waited for Jimin to answer, starting to run. He never wanted Jimin to get hurt, no matter how much he didn't like him. And if he was the only one around, then he was going to go to him. He turned corners quickly, waiting for Jimin to answer. God he better answer.

He finally did.

"Jungkook?" He whispered. "I'm walking towards XX, I couldn't stay put I'm sorry."

"They still following? I'll be there soon." Jungkook spoke quickly, trying to hear him. He skidded to a stop when he almost missed a turn, slipping only slightly, catching himself and going the right direction.

He was desperate to keep Jimin safe. No matter what he said, he was going to care about him.

He turned the corner to see some guys, and up ahead, Jimin. Jungkook exhaled and ran with intent into the two who were following Jimin. He knocked them down.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking." Jungkook faked it, swallowing and trying to catch his breath. He could see by streetlight.

"What the fuck! Watch where you're going kid."

"My bad!" Jungkook got up. "I got lost trying to find my friend. Oh, there he is up ahead! Have a good night, remember to get some rest." Jungkook smiled at them, but he saw them eye him. Jungkook knew they saw his muscles first, then his face.

Jungkook dropped the smile and walked over to Jimin, grabbing his wrist and taking him away.

"J-Jungkook-"

"Don't. We're going to my house."

"What?"

"You'll be safer there most likely. I've seen them before, they work at a convenience store cross the way. They know my family, so they'll probably back off."

"You know them?"

"Yeah. I do live here you know."

"Yeah...but I've lived here longer."

"But not this area. Otherwise you'd have stayed away."

Jimin lowered his head, wriggling his hand so that Jungkook was holding his hand instead of his wrist. "Are you okay?"

"Am I okay?! Are you?!" Jungkook looked at him with wide eyes. "Texting me out of nowhere about being followed. God you scared me so badly." Jungkook fret, his mind and heart racing. "God damn it."

"I'm sorry." He spoke quietly, Jungkook exhaling.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"You keep having to do this."

"Two isn't a big number."

"It's more than I ever wanted to ask of you."

"It's fine. I never want to see you hurt again. If I'm what can stop that...then I'll do it."

"God I'm so sorry." Jimin whispered.

Jungkook simply sighed. The adrenaline had died down and he was feeling tired again. When he got to his house, Jimin let go of his hand suddenly, looking down.

"You know what it's okay, I can just go home tonight, I don't have to-"

"Hey." Jungkook spoke softly, tilting Jimin's chin up. "It's okay. You're not invading."

"But I am!" He whisper shouted. "We both made it clear that we were done. I'm not- I'm not doing this again. You aren't either."

Jungkook nodded. "Yes, but this is more than that. This is about your safety. God I can't believe those two...did they do anything to you?"

"No..." Jimin was quiet. "I should go...thank you Jungkook."

"Nope." Jungkook took his hand again, opening his door and pushed Jimin inside. "You need to stay the night at least. I don't care if you leave in the morning or not." Jungkook locked the door behind him and put his hands on Jimin's shoulders, steering him to his room.

"Jungkook! I don't want to intrude, your parents-" Jimin whisper yelled again, but not resisting.

"It'll be fine. I'm an adult, and they trust me."

"My god." Jimin blushed as he got in Jungkook's room. "Do you even sleep?" He saw that his bed was made and untouched, but his desk was messy. "You really have fairy lights?" Jimin looked around.

"Yeah. You can take the bed." Jungkook went to his desk, cleaning it up a bit and exiting his music programs, games, and homework.

"...where will you sleep?"

"Do light affect you?"

"A little."

"Then the living room. Or I'll get in my brothers bed."

Jimin shook his head, standing by the bed. He nervously rubbed his arm, looking down. "You shouldn't have to do this for me."

"Jimin, it's okay. I do it all the time. I sleep better with someone else, I'm a touchy person. You know, affection wise." Jungkook finished cleaning up his space and went to his closet to get a blanket.

"Then sleep with me."

Jungkook was shocked. "What?"

"Not- not like that. I mean just...just sleeping. I don't...I don't want to be alone..." he stayed staring at the ground, anxiously rubbing at his arm.

Jungkook looked at him, putting the blanket back. "...okay hyung."

Jungkook knew this wasn't the right time to be upset about their situation. Hell...Jimin seemed entirely different. "I'm sorry, you don't have to if it makes you uncomfortable."

"...Jimin." Jungkook sighed. "It's okay." He got in his bed, opening the blanket for Jimin. "Come on, you'll get cold out there. I have the air conditioner on."

Jimin carefully got in. "...your house is so much nicer than mine..."

"We all have our own luxuries." Jungkook spooned him, remembering how small Jimin was compared to him. "Hyung...is that my sweater again?"

Jimin nodded. "...yeah..."

Jungkook leaned over to his side to turn off the lights, but when he came back to Jimin he was turned to him. He grabbed Jungkook's shirt in his small hand, hiding his face in Jungkook's chest.

Jungkook simply hugged him, letting their legs entwine. Jimin was still wearing such short shorts, and the skin to skin contact made Jungkook warmer.

"Are you wanting to tell me what happened? Or is it a quiet night?" Jungkook asked carefully.

"I don't want to concern you any more than you already are."

"Jimin-"

"I mean it. I'm overstepping already."

"Jimin. You should know I'm a bad liar." Jungkook kissed him on the forehead. "I'll listen if you're bothered. Or I'll comfort you if you need that. I'll even stay up all night to make sure you're okay. I just want you to feel safe for once in your goddamn life."

"Oh Jungkook..." Jimin shook his head. "I wish I didn't live in Busan."

"How come hyung?"

"Everyone cares so much about being a man, and buff and masculine. What even is a man? What is masculinity? It's toxic here. I just want to exist...you know? I'm fine the way I am. I'm happy the way I am. But cause I like...cause I like other things...I get harassed."

Jungkook thought about it for a second. He rubbed his back. "Hm...well, I think you're pretty no matter what. Sometimes you're handsome, and sometimes you're cute, and sometimes you're pretty. And I think if you're happy with yourself, then that's all you need."

Jimin gave a short laugh. "I wish everyone was like you. The majority of people don't think that Jungkook. They think I need to man up, whatever that means. I like wearing clothes. I like wearing makeup. How is that a crime?"

"Mmm...they just aren't willing to see your personality. The system is ruthless, labeling femininity as inferior to masculinity. It's a construct that you've seen and broken. I grew up as a busy, masculine focused kid. I'll admit that. I did taekwondo. I played sports, lifted weights, you know, typical things. But...my family never dehumanized. Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that you're perfect the way you are. Everyone is."

Jimin smiled. "Yeah...you're right. Everyone's made the way they were supposed to."

"I know it won't help much, but I hope you realize it. Besides...if you wouldn't take advice from them, then their opinion didn't matter."

"Thank you Jungkook. You've been a real comfort for me here...summer isn't exactly fun for me..."

Jungkook smiled. "I'm glad I can be a comfort for you. Why do you wear my sweater?"

"...it reminds me of you. I have one of Taehyung's too. I miss you at different times, you know?"

"It's summer. How are you not overheating? Besides- wait, you missed me?" Jungkook touched his forehead, but he didn't feel too warm.

"I get pretty cold actually. Besides...I hate showing my body here." Jimin pressed closer into Jungkook again. "Of course I missed you dumbass. I'm not a great liar either. Thought you could tell."

"I'll take actions over words. You didn't want me around, so I didn't stick around."

"...I gave our canvas to your professor."

"Oh."

"My dad would've thrown it away, and I wanted to save it. So...if you want it, it should be there."

"Why didn't you want it?" Jungkook felt himself start to drift, having pulled some all-nighters this few days. He squinted to keep his eyes open.

"I didn't want to feel guilty. But I did anyways. I still do. Cause here I am again."

"I'm beginning to think you're the stalker." Jungkook teased, gaining a small laugh from Jimin.

"I was born in Busan first."

Jungkook snorted. "Hyung, you're older."

"Oh hey, when's your birthday?"

"Why?"

"Gifts."

"Oh? You don't have to."

"I like giving gifts." Jimin sounded tired.

"Sleep hyung. Do you need a time to get up?"

"No...I'm usually out either way." Jimin mumbled. "Tell me..." he cut off, too tired to really continue.

"Ask me in the morning. Goodnight angel." Jungkook held him right, but gave him room to breathe.

Jungkook felt at peace. They were cuddling, and it was soft, and it was exactly what Jungkook loved. The domestic life he always imagined he could have with Jimin.

____

Jungkook was extremely glad it was normal for him to sleep late into the afternoon, especially recently. It was 2pm when he woke up, loving the 12 hour sleep he got. Jimin was still fast asleep, and Jungkook wondered how much sleep he was getting too.

He carefully got up, Jimin only loosely clinging to him. He stretched before carefully leaving his bedroom. His parents were in the living room, and Junghyun was most likely out with friends.

"Good afternoon." Jungkook gave a small smile, his voice still rough.

"Good afternoon Jungkook. Finally sleep?"

"Yeah. I did." Jungkook went on his tiptoes, then on the back of his heels, rocking forward and backwards on his feet.

His dad sighed. "Yes Jungkook? Would you like to talk about the door opening last night?"

Jungkook grinned. "Wow! Thanks for opening up that conversation. Actually, what happened, was my friend got in some odd trouble and I went out to help him and he stayed the night. Want to meet him today?"

"We'd love to Jungkook." His mother smiled at him. "Thank you for being a good friend to him. Whenever he's ready, we'll make him a meal. I'm sure he's starving."

"Thanks eomma." Jungkook smiled and gave her a peck on the cheek before going back to his room.

Jimin was still out cold, but he did bunch up his blanket and cuddle it. Jungkook found it cute. He wanted to get back in and cuddle him, but he decided against it, not wanting to wake him up or get comfortable again.

He went to his computer, seeing his plane tickets. He picked them up, looked at Jimin, then was lost in thought. He slapped them against his desk quietly, then set them down.

His family always went on vacation for the last month of break. His brother invited a friend, and Jungkook was allowed to as well. Since Yugyeom couldn't go this year...

He shook his head. No, Jimin wouldn't want to. Besides, they weren't doing great. But maybe.

He sat in his chair, leaning back in it, watching Jimin. He sighed. Now he was a stalker. Who watches people sleep? He decided to go on his phone for the time being.

Jimin bolted upright, making Jungkook flinch. "G-good afternoon?"

"It's afternoon?!" Jimin hurriedly got up then immediately sat back down. He held his head. "Jesus christ."

"You uh, are you hungry?" Jungkook stood up, setting his phone down.

"What time is it?"

"2:20 ish."

"Fuck me." Jimin exhaled. "I should head home, I slept longer than I wanted to."

"...are you hungry? My moms making lunch."

"I-" Jimin exhaled, running his hand through his hair roughly. "I meant to leave in the morning."

"Will your dad care if you're here?" Jungkook tilted his head. "Cause my mom won't let you leave without eating."

"He doesn't care. I just...well, let's just say I'm nervous to meet your family." Jimin gave an anxious smile. "I have never met someone's family besides Taehyung's."

"It's...it's not like we're dating, so it's okay. Friends stay the night all the time. At least my brothers friends do." Jungkook shrugged.

"You have a brother." Jimin took deep breaths.

"He's out right now. Besides...my family is cool. They're nice people. They know- okay, they know I'm not exactly straight." Jungkook rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry you feel anxious. But if you let me, I can help you through it."

Jimin nodded, but still fret. "I'm in very feminine clothes."

"You can change if you want, but it doesn't matter. Moms gunna ask where you got them cause she'll think they're cute. Then she's gunna ask if you're hungry, shove food down your throat, and ask if you want to go on our family trip, and then embarrass me." Jungkook smiled. "So don't worry your pretty head over anything. If anyone's going to be uncomfortable, it'll be me."

Jimin smiled a little. "Will I get to see baby pictures?"

"If you dare bring that up-" Jungkook pointed a finger at him, getting Jimin to laugh.

"I won't, I won't." He smiled more. "But I'm tempted." He got up again, looking at himself in Jungkook's mirror. "I look like shit."

"You look pretty." Jungkook shrugged.

Jimin looked at him. "Family trip?"

"You'll hear all about it." Jungkook smiled and opened the door. "Eomma!~" Jungkook walked out, Jimin trailing behind him.

His mom was in the kitchen, his dad helping as well. "Jungkook! Introduce me to your friend." She turned around with a smile.

Jimin bowed. "Hello, I'm Park Jimin. I apologize for coming out of nowhere in the middle of the night."

"That's alright love. Jungkook doesn't go out for no reason. Oh! I love your shorts, where did you get them?"

Jungkook laughed. "What're you two making today?"

"Something cold. It's gotten so warm these days. You two must be starving." She went back to chopping, his father making a sauce.

"How close are you two? I've only heard a small amount about Jungkook's time at college." His father asked quietly.

Jungkook smiled. "Pretty close. I didn't know he lived in Busan though, so that was a surprise."

"I see! Does that mean you'll ask him to join our trip?" His mother had a tone that Jungkook knew. His father too.

He'd told them all about Jimin, not exactly...every detail...but the general idea. They knew exactly what they were doing.

"What trip is this?" Jimin asked sweetly. The two had sat at the table, watching his parents make food.

"We have a little vacation home I share with my sister, I get it for the summer and she gets it for winter. It's right on the beach, and private. It's for a month, but it's pure relaxation. You should ask your family if you can go, that is, if you're close enough to Jungkook to want to go." His father explain, making Jungkook blush.

"That sounds so lovely! I'll consider it." Jimin smiled and looked at Jungkook. "I'm sure I could go."

"Only...if you can." Jungkook felt his cheeks heat up even more.

"Perfect! Jungkook was getting sad that he wouldn't have a friend with him." He mom came to the table with bowls.

"Thanks eomma...you really don't have to get into that." Jungkook laughed with embarrassment.

"Aw, but it was so cute." She smiled. "Well, then I hope you eat well. There's always more. Please consider coming with us. We're leaving in a week."

"Wow, that's pretty soon." Jimin nodded. "I'll ask."

"I'm sure you'll love it."

They left it at that, letting Jungkook and Jimin eat. Jimin leaned closer to him. "You didn't tell me you were rich." He whispered, then pursed his lips.

"It never came up before." Jungkook shrugged. "Besides. I don't like saying it. It feels wrong."

Jimin rolled his eyes, poking his food. "Would you really...are you serious? About inviting me?" Jimin stared at the food, unable to look Jungkook in the eyes as he asked softly.

"Would you like to come?"

"Would you want me there? We haven't exactly...talked...in a month."

"I- I think we should talk. And maybe a month trip together is a good idea to get us talking. And out of your house. It doesn't seem all that good."

"God I'd love to get out." Jimin smiled. He shook his head though. "Speaking of, I should head home. Dads gunna yell at me if I get home after dinner."

"Why's that?"

"He thinks I'm a whore. So, you know. Spending the night anywhere immediately means sex to him. So now I go out just to walk around. So I don't have to hear him yelling at me. You know, about my choices." Jimin spoke quietly.

"Oh...I see. Then I think you really should come with us. The invitation is open. I think- I think it's a good place to relax and really get back to where we were. Oh gosh, that is if you aren't doing that job thing."

"I didn't decide to do it. Dad...wouldn't let me." Jimin smiled a little sadly. He finally looked up at him. "I'll consider it. I'm happy to know that you didn't block me again."

"Finish eating, and then I'll walk you back."

Jimin laughed. "Walk me back? Dad would riot if a boy came home with me."

"Then I'll walk you most of the way."

"I appreciate the help, but I can't let you."

"Well now that I know how you're treated I want to make sure you're safe. I think people would back off when they see me. They usually know my family."

Jimin smiled a little. "That's very sweet of you, but still-"

"Let me walk you most of the way. And take the offer. And eat your food, mom will get pissed at me." Jungkook pouted. "Please."

Jimin sighed. "Fine."

"To which one?"

"All of them."

"Nice." Jungkook smiled. "You'll absolutely love it. I promise."

"I'll hold you to that promise." Jimin ate quietly. "...I haven't seen the ocean in a while."

"It'll be nice then. And when you pack...don't worry about the clothes you choose. I'll even bring more sweaters if you want them."

Jimin laughed in disbelief. "What are you doing...is this, care I hear in your voice? Don't tell me you've taken a liking to me?"

"Oh yes, I think I quite fancy you." Jungkook returned Jimin's flirting. He leaned closer to him. "It's almost like I've asked you out on many occasions or something."

"Hm, don't remember." Jimin smiled. "You might have to do it again. On a more, romantic setting of course. A college campus isn't usually the place."

"You wouldn't let me take you anywhere else."

"Didn't I say I'd go on a fancy date so you could wear a suit again?"

"Ah, yes, because you want to feel fancy."

"No no, I want to see you be fancy. To be perfectly clear." Jimin set his bowl aside. The two leaned closer, on opposite sides of the table, but still trying to be close.

"I'd love it if you were perfectly clear with me. What the actual living fuck do you want?" Jungkook grinned, but Jimin saw the strain. "I'm being honest here. This is your last time. I've already given you too many chances, but there's a part of me that believes you're almost there, and I'll be honest, I've been holding on to that for a while now. So what do you want?"

"I want...to love you." Jimin slowly explain. "I want to be okay with that. But the last time I did that...a lot of things went wrong. You can't even imagine it." Jimin looked down. "I do genuinely like you Jungkook. I do. I have for a while. But...I can't go back home as a disappointment again. Not like last time."

"No worries. It sounds like you don't need to go back to your house, cause I won't be like last time. You could simply stay at mine."

"Jungkook. I mean it."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I can't do it. I- I told my dad I would never have to come home again. That I'd be moving out, living with my fiancé. Do you know how much it hurt...having to ask to come back home? I spent the summer at Taehyung's farmhouse doing manual labor instead of telling my dad. But I couldn't do that the next summer. Do you know how- how bad it feels to hear your father figure tell you how wrong you are for existing?"

Jungkook reached over and took Jimin's hands. "I don't, and I never will. But Jimin, this isn't about marriage. Its about you, and it's about me."

"It's about our futures Jungkook."

Jungkook smiled and thumbed over Jimin's hands. "Yeah. I can imagine it all with you. Waking up in the morning, making breakfast, walking a dog or two. Maybe even some kids if you want. I can imagine having friends over for Christmas. I like doing charity work too, I'd probably rope you in. I can imagine it all. Anything you'd like."

Jungkook looked up at him. He looked like he was about to cry. "Jungkook..."

"Oh hyung." Jungkook spoke softly.

"I...you're too sweet. You know that, right? You're too kind." Jimin looked up at him with a smile before looking back down. He retracted his hands. "Sorry I just- it's too familiar Jungkook. You remind me of him a lot. But...you've been a lot more consistent. And a lot less angry." Jimin stood up. "Well! Thank you for your hospitality. The food was delicious, and the nap was definitely needed. I'll be heading home now though." Jimin announced it, no longer talking to just Jungkook.

"Oh, you're leaving already? Have a good walk back! And please consider the offer." His mother was heard from the living room.

"Let me walk you back Jimin." Jungkook stood up.

"No no...it's fine. I'll...I'll get back to you...on the invitation. We'll see how dad likes that."

"If you can...then remember, it's on a beach, and we occasionally go into town to eat fancy meals, so bring clothes accordingly." Jungkook gave a small blush, walking him to the door. "And I'll wait for you. Okay?"

"Okay. Thank you." Jimin looked down with a smile. "Thank you so much."

"It's not a problem." Jungkook kissed him on the head. "Get home safely. Tell me when you get there."

"Okay. Bye Jungkook."

"Bye Jimin." Jungkook closed the door after he left.

He sighed heavily, going to the living room.

"Is that the boy you've been gushing over?"

"Yes."

"He's older."

"I like older guys. And girls." Jungkook huffed. "He's just tougher than I thought."

"...will you be happy with him?" His dad asked carefully. "Do you know if you'll be happy?"

"He makes me smile. He's got terrible jokes, but we have the same brain. Like...when we aren't having arguments, we have our own dialect. It usually doesn't make sense to other people, but it makes sense to us. I dunno. It's like, when he ignore or embrace our relationship it's just like a lock and key. I think we'll be okay."

His parents laughed. "Tough love son. He's been through a handful already, so it makes sense for him to be extra cautious."

"But look at me! How could he ever think I could be the same?"

"It's not about you in this situation...people with trauma have problems with their past, with things that triggers them. Sometimes it's a sound, sometimes it's certain words, and sometimes it's an object. You just have to be careful around them. Because it's not about you Jungkook...it's about Jimin." His mom spoke kindly.

Jungkook exhaled as he laid on the floor. "Yeah, you're right. It's not about me at all."

"So be kind, learn what to avoid, and do your best. He seems to be a fine boy, much better than your brothers girlfriend."

"Eomma!"

"What? I'm just saying!"

They laughed. "You can't just say that."

"Sure I can. He's a handsome boy, but he's not the brightest..."

"Eomma!" Jungkook laughed. "Then am I?"

"Well..."

"Eomma!" Jungkook laughed and shook his head. "Jimin's good at school. He's probably gotten perfect A's his whole life."

"Oh! Ever better! A good influence for you!"

Jungkook laughed. She had no idea the kind of influence Jimin had been on him. "Yeah. Maybe one day I'll get better at schoolwork."

____

Jimin watched Jungkook fall asleep on the plane. It wasn't even a long trip, but he must've been tired since he rested his head on Jimin's shoulder.

Jimin felt so lucky. To get out of his house. To be with Jungkook and his family. He could tell they all knew about them. Jungkook must've talked about him, which also made him sort of happy. He liked being known. And definitely by Jungkook.

Jungkook had been kinder to him. And in return...he'd also been more kind. Even more open, he might say.

Jungkook absentmindedly took Jimin's hand, and he let him hold it.

"Hands...small." Jungkook spoke roughly, sitting up. "Your hands are small. Hm? Oh I'm sorry." Jungkook laughed a little and let go of his hand, but Jimin held on.

"It's okay. You can sleep more if you want." Jimin smiled.

"I meant to keep you entertained this trip. But I already started it off asleep." Jungkook pouted, sounding disappointed in himself.

"That's okay. You're cute when you sleep."

"I'm glad you think I'm cute. I can't wait for you to get there. It's just perfect. And usually we each get a night alone. It'll be really fun." Jungkook smiled and squeezed his hand. "It'll be really fun."

"I do hope so...I'm just nervous about your family." Jungkook shook his head.

"Don't be. They already know you're a good person. And you know...they know other things too."

Jimin looked at him with wide eyes. "What did you tell them?!" He whisper yelled, keeping quiet but still shocked.

Jungkook blushed. "N-nothing like that. Just...you know, how we got off to a bad start and how we got closer but then it got weird. And that now we're trying to be closer again."

"I'm sorry. Still. For everything I took from you." Jimin let go of his hand, pulling it into his lap. He looked down at his hands. "...I have the effect of messing things up if I touch them."

Jungkook took his hand again. "No you don't. I'm alright. Sure, I've changed, but you've made me grow up. I thought...I thought I needed all your attention to be seen. But it turns out, I've never felt your kind of love before."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, like, everyone loves differently. I just had to figure out how you loved. It's different from me, and it was...confusing at first. But it makes sense now. You've got a lot of love in you."

"You too." Jimin brought Jungkook's hand to his lips, carefully kissing it. "You have a lot of love in you too." He looked at him. "I'm looking forward to having a good talk with you."

Jungkook blushed, looking at Jimin's lips before locking eyes with him. "Y-yeah. Me too. I'm- I'm looking forward to it."

Jimin smiled. "Just the talk? You seem to be unfocused. Or perhaps, focused on something else." Jimin pressed Jungkook's hand against his lips, keeping them there.

"What can I say? I missed you. All of you." Jungkook smiled wide, loving Jimin's lips against his hand. "Maybe I am a little unfocused, but who can blame me? You're just so pretty and so kind."

"You know what? You're right. I don't want to feel like a burden to you. I know I'm older, but you are an adult. And maybe it's okay. Maybe I'll be okay this time."

"Well...if loving you gets hard, then I'll just love you harder. I knew it from the start, that you'd be hard to love. Not in a bad way, but it's true. You don't let just anyone in. And I understand that now."

"You're a sweet boy Jungkook." Jimin kissed his hand again. "But its still going to take me some time."

"Of course. Just as long as you know that I'll be here for you. And that you've got people to fall back on." Jungkook pouted. "And I'm not a boy. I'm a man. The more you think of me as younger the more you'll feel bad."

"Ah, you're right. I just, well...I do feel bad..." Jimin looked down.

"Don't. It was my decisions, and it's still you. It'll be you."

Jimin smiled. "Yeah. I think it's you too."

____

Jimin nearly died when he saw the property. He was wide eyed, smiling and running around to see everything. Jungkook's laugh echoed throughout the house. He went to their room, seeing Jungkook put down their bags.

"You come here every year?! It's huge!"

Jungkook laughed. "Yeah, my aunt has a big family and we're a bit smaller so it fits her family."

"Wow! I- I'm- I'm a loss of words!" Jimin looked around the room. "Are we sharing a room?"

"Unless you don't want to?"

"No! I want to." Jimin was giggly. "This is amazing."

"There's a lot to it. My aunts lowkey rich so, yeah. Pretty lucky." Jungkook sat on the bed. "I'm glad you could get a summer away from home."

"Aren't we both." Jimin sat down next to him, placing his hand over Jungkook's.

"Yeah. I really am." Jungkook smiled wide. "Have you decided about wanting to go into town or not today?"

"I think I need some rest first. I get jet lag badly."

"I'll stay with you then." Jungkook looking down at their hands with a smile, then looked back at Jimin. "Thank you...for coming."

"Of course. It was needed." Jimin smiled back. He knew that look. "How deprived do you feel?"

"I'm pretty sure you're my addiction." Jungkook laughed a little. "I just get a little...well, I get a little distracted when I remember what you like to do with your lips."

Jimin gave a knowing smile. "Oh yeah? What do you remember?"

"Well..." Jungkook blushed. "You- you like to have skin to kiss. A-and, you- you always had a mark on my neck. In- in one particular place."

"You moan the loudest whenever I marked there. Bet you still do." Jimin reminisced in the thought. "God, I'd love to hear that again. What else do you remember I liked?" Jimin leaned in closer, loving Jungkook become flustered. All in all, he really was the same, no matter how much growth he'd gone through.

"Um, well, you liked my chest a lot too. You just really liked to- to mark me up. Anywhere you could see."

"I would love to do it again. But then again...you don't exactly cover up anymore." Jimin watched Jungkook laugh nervously.

"I- as much as I'd love to have you completely mark me head to toe, I don't think that'd go down well."

Jimin faked shock. "Will I be able to give you any?"

"Maybe some hidden ones." Jungkook teased, leaning in closer as well.

"Your thighs are mine." Jimin growled lowly, making Jungkook shiver.

"O-oh god." He blushed deeply. He really could imagine it easily.

"You like that?" Jimin slowly moved his hand to Jungkook's thigh. "You must be so deprived. How sad." Jimin pouted. He batted his eyelashes at Jungkook with pity.

"You're so pretty, I just- I still get flustered by your confidence." Jungkook blushed as Jimin squeezed his thigh, then rubbed it, moving ever so closer to the inside of his thigh.

"How cute." Jimin stood up. "Well, I want to explore more. Maybe eat. And then I'm going to jump into the ocean." Jimin nodded. "Would you care to join me?"

"Of course." Jungkook stood up and tried to erase the blush off his face.

Jungkook gave him a little tour, then the two made a small lunch, and said goodbye to his family who wanted to spend the day in the town. They'd be back later that night, leaving Jungkook and Jimin for half the day now.

Jimin wasn't kidding when he said he was going to jump into the ocean. He screamed happily as he jumped in, then screamed because it was cold. "Jungkook! Come in, it's nice!" Jimin was splashing around happily.

Jungkook couldn't stop smiling as Jimin was enjoying himself. "Give me a minute!" Jungkook set down their towels on the sand, putting their waters on top. He took off his shirt and then went to Jimin. He touched the water and shivered. "It's cold hyung."

"Come on! It's nice. It's water! Look at the ocean!" Jimin kept splashing around happily, staying at a point where he could stand.

Jungkook slowly made his way in, making it to Jimin, who immediately jumped on him and pushed him in the water. "Jimin!" Jungkook came up, brushing his wet hair back. "It's cold!"

"It's nice! It's so pretty, and your skin is warm. It's time to cool off and relax." Jimin was still giggly,

"Yeah, you're right." Jungkook blushed. "It's a good time to relax."

Jimin swam around, then rested on his back to float. The water was calmer rather than rough. Jungkook took this time to have revenge, jumping up and onto Jimin.

The two emerged from the water gasping, then laughing. "How dare you."

"I simply returned the favor." Jungkook smiled cheekily.

"You're a dork." Jimin shook his head with a smile. "A lovely dork."

Eventually, Jungkook convinced Jimin to get out of the water, but not off the beach. Jimin sat on the sand, letting his feet and legs get touched by the ocean when it would come up.

Jungkook sat next to him. "Is it good hyung?"

"I've never seen anything like it. It's so nice. The day is just...perfect."

"You deserve it. You work so hard, I bet your body has been dying for a break."

"You know, my body has been dying for a lot of things, and so far a break hasn't been one of them. But it has been dying to kiss you." Jimin gave him a glance. "I get...if you want to talk first, but-"

Jungkook put a hand on Jimin's cheek and kissed him, Jimin completely melting into it. He leaned back, and Jungkook put his leg over Jimin's thighs, deepening the kiss.

Jimin had missed this a lot. Jungkook was soft and kind, and he really really did care. He was patient and brave. Jimin laughed.

"God I'm so fucking lame." Jimin couldn't help but laugh, Jungkook pulling away with a confused smile.

"Hm?"

"It's you. I want to it start all over. Hi. I'm Park Jimin, it's real nice to meet you, I'm pathetically in love with you and I probably knew that the first time I met you."

Jungkook looked shocked, before laughing. "I'm Jeon Jungkook, and I promise, I'm not a stupid jock like you thought I was. I'm just a gay guy who struggled with masculinity and seeing a pretty boy. I think I'm more pathetically in love with you than you are."

"A contest hm?" Jimin put his arms around Jungkook's neck. "I think I win. I'm more pathetic."

"Works for me. I like the idea of you being in love with me." Jungkook blushed, but smiled wide. "So...we're official now, right?"

"Yes. We're official." Jimin brought him down again to kiss him, but Jungkook stopped.

"We- we have the house for- for a while longer if you- if you want to..." Jungkook blushed more, but asked seriously.

Jimin shook his head. "Let's go slow. You aren't someone I want to play around with. How I treated our relationship before...I don't want that."

Jungkook nodded. "You want to start over."

"Yes." Jimin exhaled. "If you're okay with that?"

"Of course. As long as I can still kiss you...that's okay, right?"

"Right. And you know...more talking."

"Of course." Jungkook smiled widely before burrowing into Jimin's neck. "I'm so happy hyung. You have no idea."

"I think I might have a small idea." Jimin hugged him.

"Maybe. But...I'm just so happy. I hope I wasn't too pushy."

"Mmm...a little. But I forgive you."

"I'm glad. I'm so glad."

____

Jungkook smiled at the camera, reading the comments on his live and responding to them. "Yeah! I've been doing pretty good actually. As hectic as the last month has been, you all know I just moved recently, I kind of miss performing for you guys. Though I'm glad to have a break, it feels weird not to work. So...I'll be playing some games and going live if any of you want to know-"

"Hey Jungkook honey? I just got a text from Hoseok hyung and it turns out we were pretty much wrong about the entire thing." Jimin came into his room, looking down on his phone till he looked up at went over. "See? We were definitely wrong. Cause the set up in your workroom should not look like it does." Jimin laughed a little.

"O-oh, alright hyung. I'll- um, I'll take another look at it later." Jungkook smiled, then gave a small laugh at the situation. "Um, tell hyung that he gave us the wrong instructions then."

"Sure thing." Jimin smiled and kissed him on the forehead before leaving. "You better get your ass in the kitchen befor dinner! I'm not making it alone again!" Jimin yelled, making Jungkook laugh.

He turned back to his camera and blushed, shaking his head with a smile. "So um, I'm going to- I love you all!" Jungkook laughed as he waved goodbye, turning off his live.

He went out to see Jimin in the kitchen already. "Oh! You were quick." He flashed him a smile and went back to starting food.

"Hyung." Jungkook was already smiling, trying not to laugh. "I was live."

Jimin gasped and turned around. "Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"No no, it's okay. Just...funny." Jungkook put his hands around Jimin's waist.

"You'll get in trouble! Won't you?" Jimin fret, but Jungkook shook his head.

"Rumors were going around anyways. Besides...you were so cute." Jungkook kissed his forehead. "It'll be fine. I was late for dinner anyways."

"If you get in trouble I'm going to murder myself." Jimin still felt bad, pouting.

"Whaaat? I'm old enough to decide if I want to date or not, and if my company is against that then I'll just go off on my own. But they won't. They're good. And they already knew I knew the risks. Besides...you shouldn't feel a pinch of guilt." Jungkook slowly slid his hands to Jimin's ass.

"B-but I should've noticed, I'm sorry." Jimin stuttered, blushing at Jungkook's smile. "H-hey, come on-"

"Hm? I'm not mad. Not at all. Actually, I'm quite relieved. It should be normal after all, to see a dancer and a singer end up together." Jungkook smiled more and kissed Jimin's forehead again. "So don't feel bad at all."

"But- but still, I should've-"

"No buts. Well, none in that context." Jungkook gave him a playful squeeze.

Jimin put his forehead against Jungkook's chest. "Y-you're being a tease. A-and this is a serious matter!"

Jungkook laughed. "No it isn't! It was bound to happen. And I love you so it's whatever."

"It's not whatever! What if-"

"Nope! No anxiety, no worrying about the future. Worry about right here and now." Jungkook put his hands on Jimin's waist again, gripping and hoisting him over his shoulder. "God I'm hungry Jimin." Jungkook turned around and started walking to their bedroom.

"Jungkook! H-hold on-"

"The stoves not on, I checked."

"B-but we should c-call your-"

"Oh no, they'll have fun with this. And I'll have fun too. Besides, I'm pretty sure you haven't gotten as much love from me since I've been gone."

"Jeon Jungkook you put me down and call your company-"

Jungkook slapped his ass. "Naw, I'll be busy tonight. And so will you."

Jimin was surprised and gasped out. "Jungkook!"

"Hm?" Jungkook set him on their bed. "Gotta love you right, don't I?" He straddled Jimin.

"I- we haven't in a while." Jimin pursed his lips, blushing a deep red when Jungkook took his sweater off. He really just kept getting more and more toned.

"We haven't. Not since we got the new place, right?" Jungkook leaned down and kissed at Jimin's jaw.

"R-right."

"Well...then let's celebrate getting a new place tonight."

"It's been well over a month."

"We were busy. And now we can celebrate." Jungkook let his hand rise up Jimin's shirt. "Unless, you don't want to?"

"I- I do. I just-"

"I don't want you to feel bad anymore. It's such a small thing hyung." Jungkook kissed at his neck. "And you shouldn't feel bad about it."

"Jungkook..." Jimin tried to hide a smile, liking Jungkook's kisses.

"If anything, you should be happy. Now everyone knows I'm yours. And I know you love embarrassing me, teasing everyone that I'm taken. Like when you marked me on my neck, and everyone saw it. Every person at that concert..." Jungkook shook his head with a laugh, remembering that moment. "When I came home you were so cute."

"Me? You were the one who was cute. You whined and demanded to mark me too, a-and-"

"Now, if I remember correctly, you were the one who initiated that."

Jimin smiled. "Maybe. Besides...I love hearing you whine and moan over such a small part of your body. It's adorable, really." Jimin teased him, rubbing up and down his back and sides.

"I'm more than cute."

"Don't I know it. You turned 23 and then bam! You turned it on."

"I decided it was about time." Jungkook laughed. "I've got confidence now."

"You didn't before?" Jimin scoffed. "You had enough to pursue me."

"You aren't intimidating unless you're mad." Jungkook laughed. "And I wanted to be near you."

"Well...you're closer than you've ever been before." Jimin slid his hands down to unbutton and unzip Jungkook's pants.

"God I'd sure hope so." Jungkook sat up and took off his pants impatiently, urging Jimin to do the same.

Jimin took off his sweats. "You...are very needy."

"We'll to be completely honest...I was planning this before my live. And you were just so cute, coming in and kissing me on the forehead. And you always look so cute when you're in the kitchen. Could've done it there too." Jungkook kissed at his neck again, lost in thought. He came to a conclusion. "You're always cute."

Jimin giggled. "You've really been thinking about it?"

"Well, yeah. I've missed you and you've been teasing me daily." Jungkook bit a mark into the juncture of Jimin's neck.

"A-ah, I haven't- haven't been meaning to. But- but I don't have a problem with it. You're cute when you're trying to be dominant."

"Trying? Aren't I dominant enough?"

Jimin smiled. "Maybe on a stage, but not here. You're a baby with me." Jimin grabbed Jungkook's hair and pulled back, attacking his neck.

"B-but I've been- I've been dressing more grown up- haven't- haven't I hyung?" Jungkook nearly whined.

Jimin cooed. "Was that all for me? You certainly looked striking. Showing more skin than usual." Jimin ran a hand down Jungkook's chest, the other still holding his head back. "I should've known."

"I- I wanted you to touch me. You always do."

"I do. Cause it's special. At home you like to be warm and cozy. Whenever you show some skin it's always got my attention."

Jungkook whined. "Then why didn't you do anything? I waited for you to do something first."

"Well...maybe I did want to tease you." Jimin smiled, before sucking into Jungkook's sweet spot.

"I knew it. O-oh." Jungkook nearly melted, but held himself up as to not crush Jimin. "H-hyung." Jungkook whined, his bottom lip quivering as Jimin's continued to darken the spot.

Jimin ran his hand up Jungkook's chest and grabbed his shoulder. He put his leg around Jungkook's waist and flipped them, before attacking the same spot on Jungkook's neck. He started to grind down on him.

"A-ah! H-hyung- hyung you're-" Jungkook moaned. "You're really- really- fuck me." Jungkook spoke quietly, nearly whimpering as Jimin kept up his movements.

He finally let go of Jungkook's skin. "I think that'll last a good long week and a half."

Jungkook felt the blood rush to his dick. "God fucking damn it Jimin. I've got more lives planned."

"Then you better cover up. Or, wait, I guess you won't need to anymore, no? Would you like to show it off?" Jimin kept grinding down on him, grinning wide at Jungkook's neck. "Wouldn't that be something..." he mused at the idea.

"I- I might get in trouble then."

Jimin pouted. "Aww, that's a shame. I think they'd go wild at the thought." Jimin peppered his chest in kisses, before kissing his lips.

Jungkook eagerly kissed him, letting Jimin control the speed. Jimin always like to tease him, always went slower than Jungkook wanted to.

He gained a groan from Jungkook. "H-hyung, come on."

"Hm? I'm kissing you, aren't I?"

"You're teasing me. Still." He pouted. "You should take responsibility. You are older...after all." Jungkook blushed a deep red after saying it.

Jimin gasped in surprise. "Are you really asking for me to top? That's rare."

Jungkook looked away, his cheeks burning. "I...wanna feel you."

"Well who am I to deny my precious bunny of anything? Of course I will Jungkook." Jimin gave him one more kiss before reaching to their bedside table. "Were you busy when you were gone?"

Jungkook still couldn't look at him. "Who knows."

Jimin laughed. "I think I do now. Did you miss me that much Kookie?" Jimin smiled wide, kissing at Jungkook's neck again. He peppered him in kisses, making Jungkook giggle.

"I did miss you. But I'm home now." Jungkook smiled wide, getting his clothes off.

"Yes you are." Jimin smiled at Jungkook's eagerness. "I'm glad you are. I gotta say, it got a little lonely without you." Jimin mirrored Jungkook, getting his own clothes off.

"I wish you could've came along." Jungkook sighed softly as Jimin pushed a lubed finger inside to prep him. "You would've loved the places I went."

"Take me on trips then. I've got a couple more things this coming week with Hoseok hyung, but after that I'm free as a bird." Jimin watched Jungkook become red, but relaxed.

"Sure hyung. I'm sure once my company says I'm done trending I can go out again."

Jimin laughed. "You think you're trending?"

"I think you're trending. At least you were wearing pants." Jungkook teased him.

"Oh, I could've been wearing much worse." Jimin got another finger in, Jungkook giving a small whine.

"No one else is allowed to see you like that." Jungkook felt even more embarrassed, covering his face with his arms. "You nearly killed me...sending me pictures while I was away..."

"Had to keep you needy. At least, as needy as I felt. I wanted you to feel the same."

"Oh I did alright." Jungkook laughed. "I was pathetic. I remember having to call you." He squirmed a little. "I remember being absolutely pathetic."

Jimin smiled, but it wasn't kind. "I remember. You wanted to see me, wanted to scold me...but Kook, you're just so pliant under my hands." Jimin worked another finger in, curling them just right. Jungkook shuddered, Jimin giving a satisfied grin. "It's honestly so cute when you try and act dominant."

"I- I can be dominant." Jungkook pouted, his bottom lip trembling ever so slightly.

Jimin laughed. "I-I don't think you can." Jimin teased him, making fun of his stutter. "Look at you! You're so cute, trying not to make noise, but I really think you should. It'll make my night even better." Jimin made sure Jungkook was fully prepped. "And I'm sure you're ready to spoil me."

"Mmmm...hyung..." Jungkook was red, but a pleased smile was on his face. "I'll spoil you all you want."

Jimin raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Sure. Whatever you'd like." Jungkook jerked as Jimin moved his fingers deeper.

"Yeah?"

"Y-yeah. I want to sp-spoil you."

"Mmmm..." Jimin took a minute to think. "You're too handsy with me."

"H-huh?" Jungkook gave a small smile. "What's that mean?"

"Means...whenever I top...you're too handsy with me. So let's...hinder that ability."

"H-hold on, but I like-"

Jimin pulled his fingers out, making Jungkook stop talking. He stood up and went to their dresser. "You like to hide your face...your voice...you like to touch my chest, hair...and worst of all, you try to touch yourself."

Jungkook blushed. "H-hyung, it's cause you tease me so much-"

"Take it then. I want you to break. You're the cutest when you whine." Jimin came back to him, sitting on his stomach.

Jungkook looked down, getting embarrassed, then looked up at him. "...are you gunna tie me up?"

"Yep." Jimin carefully took Jungkook's wrists, tying them together, then moving up just slightly more to tie him to the bed. "So I can see your beautiful face the entire time." Jimin moved down, watching Jungkook pull on the restrains a little.

"Huh. That's- that's pretty tight."

"Tell me if it ever hurts." Jimin brushed Jungkook's hair out of his face. "Okay?" He gave him a kiss, then moved to position himself.

"O-okay." Jungkook tugged on it again. He felt extremely exposed, and shuddered when Jimin ran a hand up his chest. "O-oh."

"You're so sensitive today." Jimin put on the condom and lubed himself up. "It's so very adorable."

"I-I want to be attractive to you." Jungkook looked away, feeling the heat of his cheeks burn.

"But Kookie, no matter what you do you're attractive." He slowly pushed in, watching Jungkook's expression to make sure he was comfortable. "All the time."

"B-but what about when I want to look- look more mature?" Jungkook stuttered, keeping his head turned. He pulled on the restrains again, his back arching slightly. "F-fuck me."

Jimin smiled. "You want to look handsome? Or do you want to be called sexy?"

"W-wanna be called everything." Jungkook exhaled. "I wanna have you do whatever you want."

"Giving in?"

Jungkook nodded, then moaned loudly as Jimin slammed inside him. "Aren't you an angel...I just love the way you look like this."

"W-Wanna touch you hyung." Jungkook whined, arching his back. "Please." He pulled on the restrains.

"No." Jimin smiled, holding Jungkooks hips. "You get too touchy." He started to move, not giving Jungkook much time to adjust.

"H-hyung!~" Jungkook gasped out a moan, his back arching, tugging on the restrains again. He pouted, his eyebrows furrowing as he tugged on them more. "H-hyung, hyung I wanna touch you." Jungkook whined, Jimin continuing his movements.

"Nope. You don't get to. You get handsy, and last time you took over. Was cute though." Jimin smirked watching Jungkook struggle. "You couldn't help but beg. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"B-b-but hyung! You never- ah- you just- ah- you just tease me!" Jungkook stuttered, moaning in between as Jimin slammed into him.

"Yeah. Cause look at you." Jimin grinned, pushing in slowly, barely touching Jungkook's prostate. He stayed there, leaning down to kiss at Jungkook.

"Hyung!" Jungkook moaned. "Hyung, Jimin, angel please- please!" He tugged on the restrains yet again, as he gave an angry glare. It slowly morphed into pleasure, as Jimin kissed at some of his more sensitive spots.

"Hm? Is something wrong?" Jimin knew Jungkook could feel his smile against his neck.

"Fuck off hyung. You- you know exactly what you're doing. Just- just do it, move against- fucking hit it. You know you're barely scraping it." Jungkook grit his teeth, wanting to feel Jimin even better.

"But Kookie! This is my time to be spoiled, isn't it?"

"D-doesn't mean you have to tease me so badly." Jungkook arched his back again, wanting to put his hands on Jimin's hair, or hold his cheeks. "W-wanna kiss- kiss you."

Jimin laughed a little. "You're so cute." He smashed their lips together, giving Jungkook some sort of relief. Jimin ever so slowly pushed in to hit his prostate, rubbing against it. Jungkook moaned into his mouth.

"Hyung!" He was cut off of saying anything else as Jimin kept kissing him, feeling and hearing Jungkook whimper. "P-please."

"Use your words love." Jimin edged him on, kissing his jaw, neck, and chest before pulling away. "What do you want?"

Jungkook breathed heavily. "If I...if I tell you, will you do it?"

"Maybe." Jimin smiled, but Jungkook saw through it.

Jungkook glared. "That's a no."

Jimin laughed. "Yeah you're right. I'm being spoiled, and you're being a very good boy." Jimin smiled wide, before started a new teasing style.

He moved in and out so he would barely hit Jungkook's prostate, even though he fairly well could've hit it. He wanted to make Jungkook break.

"Hyung!" Jungkook moaned, his bottom lip wavering. "Hyung please, please please please, I- I want you to- to please- please give it to me, I'm being good, please." Jungkook babbled, his cheeks as red as they could get, back arching, and still, still pulling on the restrains.

"You are being good. But unlike you, a single pout isn't going to do it for me." Jimin kept his agonizing pace.

"Jimin." Jungkook whined. "Please, I've been so good, I'm being so good, aren't I?" Jungkook pleaded with Jimin. "G-good boys get t-treated good, right?"

Jimin smiled teasingly. "You're right. But you're going to have to be an even better boy to get what you want."

"H-how can I- how can I be better?" Jungkook whined, reacting to every single movement of Jimin's.

"Let's see..." Jimin pushed in slowly, rubbing against Jungkook's prostate. He let his hands widen Jungkook's thighs, Jungkook exclaiming a little. "Keep your legs as wide as possible, love. If you want me in deeper...well, you've gotta let me in deeper."

Jimin enjoyed Jungkook's blush. It seemed to be permanent. "O-okay hyung. Any- anything else?"

"Don't forget to keep your mouth open. You sound absolutely lovely." Jimin rubbed Jungkook's thighs, squeezing them lovingly. "So strong...god, you're so handsome. You look so good." Jimin praised him, watching Jungkook smile a little.

"You're the one...who looks amazing. Feel so good hyung, pl-please keep moving." Jungkook desperately moved against him, whining. "Please."

Jimin felt proud. No one else should ever get to see Jungkook like this. "You know, you've been a very good boy. What do you want Kookie? Would you like me to go carefully-"

"No! D-don't tease me anymore, please, please just make me- make me moan, I don't care if my voice hurts I just- I need you hyung."

Jimin gave a satisfied smile. "Okay baby. I can do that."

Jungkook looked at him, a pout making Jimin want to kiss him again. He felt Jungkook spread his legs more, and so he took that as his queue to move. He moved slightly more rough, making sure to hit Jungkook's prostate this time.

The room quickly became filled with Jungkook's moans, and Jimin's softer ones. "Hyung- hyung you're so good- feel so good- hyung- I-" Jungkook sputtered his words, praising and babbling for more.

Somehow he kept asking for more. Jimin was pleased with it, Jungkook under him like putty, ready to be shaped however Jimin wanted. Just for him too. "You feel good too baby." Jimin panted a little, feeling himself come to an end. But he didn't want to stop. 

"Hyung, I wanna touch you." Jungkook whined, his wrists still tugging against the restrains. "Hyung please."

Jimin shook his head with a smile. "What will you do with them?"

"T-touch you."

"You can do that afterwards. All you want. But right now...you're mine." Jimin kept abusing Jungkook's prostate, feeling Jungkook move every time he hit it, moaning out and babbling more. "No interruptions."

"B-but Jimin- hyung- I've been- I've been so good- I've- ah~ I've been a g-good boy haven't- haven't I?" Jungkook tried to compromise. "S-so shouldn't- shouldn't I get something for that?"

"Mmmmm..." Jimin pondered, but he already knew his answer. "...no. You like to touch."

"P-please Jimin, I wanna- I wanna touch you. M-mark- mark you, f-feel you. I wanna hear you m-moan because of me." Jungkook panted, at this point desperate to feel release.

"You can feel me perfectly fine. I'm sure I'm being vocal enough."

Jungkook whined. "W-wanna- wanna feel you deeper hyung." Jungkook tried to move against Jimin.

"Ah, you stop that." Jimin tsk'd. "Take what you get Kookie, like a good boy." He leaned down to kiss Jungkook, but he turned his head to the side with a pout. "Jungkook." Jimin watched Jungkook's bottom lip tremble. "Let me kiss you."

"You can kiss my neck and jaw...you like to do that."

"But I want your lips."

"...you'll tease me again." Jungkook whined, pulling on the restrains. "I wanna touch you!" He tugged a little harder, getting slightly upset. "You're so close but I can't touch you." He whined more. "Please hyung, I wanna- ah!" Jimin shoved into him roughly. He leaned down, snug inside Jungkook, and kissed at his neck.

"You'll get to, don't worry baby." Jimin kissed him in an attempt to ease him.

Jungkook pouted. "...wanna touch you."

"Let me kiss you."

"...no."

Jimin gasped for dramatic effect. "Jungkook! Don't you want to be a good boy?"

He shook his head. "N-not if you're going to keep teasing me."

"But Kookie! You'll get what you want soon." Jimin kissed at Jungkook's jaw, trying to kiss his lips. "Come on Kookie..."

"Mmmm." Jungkook whined. "Wanna touch you hyung."

"Let me kiss you." Jimin lightly grabbed Jungkook's jaw, moving his face so they could kiss. "And then maybe I'll let you go."

"N-no you won't." Jungkook nearly whispered, closing his eyes. "You won't."

"Ah, I won't." Jimin tsk'd again. "But I do want to please you. So will you let me do that?" Jimin asked softly, kissing at his jaw, sucking in a new hickey.

"I want to touch you."

"And you'll get to." Jimin sucked another one on his skin. "But after I'm done being spoiled. You did say you were spoiling me tonight, no?"

"I....I did." Jungkook gave a small sigh.

"Then let me be spoiled. I'm here to make you feel good." Jimin put his forehead against Jungkook's. "Okay?"

Jungkook opened his eyes, nodding with a whimper. "O-okay. Ki-kiss?"

"Sure thing." Jimin kissed him happily, starting to move again. He felt Jungkook groan into his mouth, but he kept the kiss going as he moved. It wasn't as rough, but it was full of love. Jungkook whined as he tried to get out of his restrains, wanting to wrap his arms around Jimin's neck.

"Hyung!~" Jungkook laughed a little in his delirium, his cheeks hot. "I'm- I'm close hyung, I'm really close angel." Jungkook arched his back, pushing their chests flush together. "Hyung~" Jungkook gasped at his cock touching anything. "Hyung-" Jungkook whined, moaning out. He felt embarrassed, but good.

Jimin smiled wide, loving seeing Jungkook like this, feeling Jungkook's precum on his stomach. "Yeah? I'm close too. W-want me to...to go rougher or is this good?"

Jungkook nodded. "M-more."

"Alright love." Jimin moved up on his hands before moving rougher, trying to hit Jungkook's prostate again. "T-tell me if- if you're good."

"Good! I'm good angel, I'm good." Jungkook whined, pulling and crying out as he came. "Hyung!~"

Jungkook gasped for breath, his bottom lip trembling as Jimin came. "Oh fuck." Jimin shook, resting on top of Jungkook as he tried to come down from his high. "Fucking shit." He panted, kissing Jungkook again as he slowly pulled out.

He got up and took off the condom, throwing it away before putting shorts on. He sat on Jungkook's stomach, reaching up and untying him.

Jungkook immediately sat up and ran his hands through Jimin's hair, grabbing the back of his neck and pushing their lips together.

Jimin couldn't help but smile, feeling Jungkook's hand running up and down his back. "You're so mean hyung. S-so mean."

"You said you'd do whatever." Jimin smiled more, kissing him one more time. "Didn't you?"

Jungkook whined. "I did."

"Then that's not on me. Besides...you're just so cute like that. I can't help it." Jimin kissed him more.

"Mmmmm." Jungkook pouted. "Let's take a shower together."

"So you're feeling really needy today."

"Hyung." Jungkook whined more.

"Okay okay, I don't have a problem with it. But dinner still hasn't been made."

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Jungkook wore his finest turtleneck and covered up every part of his skin that Jimin had marked, as he sat with an already embarrassed smile.

"Yes...me and Park Jimin are dating. I've never hid this fact, but...I never said it out loud." Jungkook laughed a little.

"Wow! I would've never guessed. How does it feel to have the cat out of the bag?"

"It's...a little relieving." Jungkook smiled. "We've definitely been careful, but I've expressed myself without shame, so it shouldn't be such a surprise that we're dating. I mean, I've said he basically lives with me multiple times, and just last month he finally moved in to my new house." Jungkook blushed, looking down.

"That's such a short amount of time to live together. You two have been seen doing lives together quite a lot though. Are you thinking of doing more together?"

"Well, yeah. Things aren't going to be changing except for the fact that news stations and articles have something to talk about." Jungkook laughed. "But that's okay. I don't mind sharing." He smiled happily. "He's a good person. We've actually been dating for 4 years now, sorry to my fans out there." Jungkook gave an embarrassed wave to the camera.

"So much time already! You've really hid it well."

"My company thought it might become a problem with viewers, so we kept it under wraps, but now that times have changed, it's actually very freeing to be able to say we're dating."

"I'm glad it is. Well, thank you for your time Jungkook." The reporter nodded her head, turning to the camera. "On next we have..."

Jungkook stopped listening, a smile on his face. "And we're off air."

Jungkook got up, brushing his pants and heading to his manager. "Good?"

"You're a little too eager to share details, but yes, good."

"Is um, is Jimin here yet?"

He nodded his head. "Might wanna head down before the fangirls stop the car."

"Thank you. Sorry for the trouble."

"It's no problem. You're right. We're in better times."

Jungkook headed down, seeing the crowd outside. He'd already done a musical performance, then the interview, and he'd hoped he'd be able to sneak out while the crowd payed attention to something else, but sadly, he was unable to.

He was escorted to his car, waving here and there to the crowd before getting inside. Jimin was smiling at him as he exhaled a big breath. "Nice job. You look winded."

"Did you see them all? That's insane."

"You're popular and you have a boyfriend. Seems like enough to get a crowd."

"Psh, come on." Jimin laughed and took his hand.

"It would've gotten your attention too if you were younger."

"True. I never thought I'd be here."

"Me neither. I never thought we'd be here."

Jungkook looked and him with a smile. "I did. I knew you were the one. I just didn't think all of these other things would happen."

Jimin kissed his hand. "I could've believed you'd become an idol in college."

"Really?"

"Really." Jimin kissed his nose.

"T-thanks. You're very kind."

"I love you."

Jungkook melted into a dopey smile. "I love you too hyung."

Wow! There you go. Thank you to @dsaaa1234 for this one, I had a lot of fun writing it. I understand it's long but yeah, hopefully y'all like it!

Munch💜