Alright Jungkook think, what do you do when you get robbed. He asked himself as he sat in the backseat of the cab. Going out of the hotel, he was expecting the worst but was pleasantly surprised. His car was still parked out front although the stranger did have the keys to it. Why didn't he steal it too? He wondered, then again the car was not the common type and would get flagged easily on the street camera feeds. 

Right, block my credit cards, he remembered. There's my online banking app- he lost his phone too. This means he will have to wait until he gets back home to log into his account from his laptop and do everything from there. 

What a hassle, he will now be forced to change phones, lose his contacts and whichever data didn't backup automatically. He then has to request a new ID, driving license and credit cards. Talk about a fun night. 

Should he report the theft at a police station? What will he say? I was tipsy making out with this gorgeous guy but got played instead and lost all my stuff. He shook his head at the thought, annoyed that he didn't have any information about the thief. 

He stepped out of the elevator with his jacket in his tight fist, noticing movement at the end of the corridor, then turning to see his neighbor giggling with her boyfriend before entering the apartment. That could've been him but Gucci boy thought his wallet was better than a whole night of pleasure. His loss. Mine too to be honest... 

He entered his code in the electronic screen above the doorknob, glad the lock wasn't magnetic or mechanical, or he would've spent the night elsewhere. Of course by now his phone would be turned off with no way of locating it.

If only there was a way he could find him. 

"Oh"

There was. 

"Didn't think I'd be saying this but I love you Tae!" he exclaimed, smiling triumphantly before skipping over to his laptop and turning it on. There was a way and he hopes to God it works because he would not only get his stuff back, but also get to see the gorgeous guy again. He decided to run himself a bath then played one of his playlists on the house speakers.

He could find him because the man took his keys, which happened to have a satellite GPS keychain on them. He clearly recalls the moment he opened the Christmas gift from his brother and complained about it being boring. Jungkook you could lose your stuff at one of your hookups' houses, now you'll know which one it was, Taehyung had said.

"I will never ever again question your Christmas gifts brother" he muttered to himself before opening the app. The password... he remembered writing it down on a post-it note somewhere in his desk drawers, not really caring to save it somewhere more portable, and he was thankful for that now.

"405 Hayes Street" he read. After googling it, he could tell it was a quiet neighborhood of affordable houses, nothing fancy but still cosy. He refreshed the search to make sure the tracker wasn't still moving. "I can't believe it worked" he scoffed.

"Sorry baby boy, you're not getting away with it this time" he whispered to himself before opening his online banking site. He logged on and clicked on his missing credit cards, but right before he disabled them, he noticed the notification of a new transaction from his account.

He's quick with it, he thought. 456$ On Amazon? What the fuck is he buying? he wondered, squinting at the screen with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. A few seconds later, a new notification popped up making him laugh. 29$ at Applebees, that's more like it... I wonder what he got. 

He got up to check on his bath, finding it almost done and opened a fresh bottle of wine. He decided he will be monitoring any new activity as he relaxed in a hot lavender scented tub.

3090$ at Gucci, keep it going, show me the kinda boy you are, he chuckled at himself. He honestly couldn't care less about the money on that debit card, it wasn't that much anyway plus he rarely used it. Still, he would've liked to actually see what items he was spending his money on.

I'm not sentimental but there's something about the way you look tonight.
It makes me wanna take a picture, make a movie with you that we'd have to hide.

He hummed along with the song currently playing. Then again, remembering the way his favorite stranger looked earlier, he really wouldn't mind making a movie too. 

1098$ at Louis Vuitton, he's going a bit fast with this shopping spree. Did he already have his carts ready? A lot of luxury, it makes sense he chose me. He was still not over being played the way he was, but now that he had the opportunity to find him, he wasn't so bitter anymore.

It might be more of an obsession,
You really make a strong impression,
Nobody saw me in the lobby,
Nobody saw me in your arms

He did make a strong impression for Jungkook to keep thinking about him this long. He looked like that and he was good with his hands, he smirked. What if they actually had left the hotel, or better, what if they booked a room right there. He could clearly imagine making out in the elevator, restlessly waiting for those keys at the lobby, impatiently tearing their clothes off before even turning the lights on.

870$ for Balenciaga. You're gonna have to wrap it up though, I don't think that card still has any money. He reached with his dry hand and blocked the other, not wanting to pay for more than he already did. Or not yet. 

You better lock your door, and look at me a little more
We both know I'm worth waiting for
That heavy breathing on the floor

Jungkook couldn't wait to stop by his house tomorrow night, he wanted to go as soon as he read the address, but he was getting a bit too drunk. For now, he was just going to let his mind take him to those fantasies he created while he touched himself, images filling him with anticipation before the real thing. 

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"Tae can you bring me the Mercedes spare key?" he asked through the phone while single-handedly buttoning his slacks.

"Where are you calling me from?"

"Does it matter? My old phone"

"Where's your new phone?"

"Can you bring me the spare or not?"

"What makes you think I have it dude" he could hear him huff.

"Oh, then where is it?" he asked in confusion.

"It's your car" he said, "The spare is surely somewhere in your apartment" he last said before hanging up. Stressed Taehyung was never a delight to talk to, and Jungkook hoped he wouldn't need him again for at least two weeks.

He scavenged through his drawers and any spot he could've put the key in, not wanting to drive the other car because it's been acting up and he still didn't take it to the garage. "Got you" he muttered when he found the spare in a very obvious Mercedes case in his closet. 

He checked his laptop one more time before leaving his place, wanting to make sure his keys were still in the same location. It would be embarrassing to ambush the thief at---say---a friend's house or something. That is assuming he still kept them.

He took an Uber to the hotel, then picked his car up again, excitement rushing through his veins as he drove to the unfamiliar address. Would the handsome man be home tonight? Jungkook didn't care if he had to wait outside for hours, he needed his stuff and more importantly, he needed more of what he had the first time. 

He parked in front of the 405 and stopped the engine. He looked at the house, seeing that the lights were on, meaning someone was home. "Alright" he muttered before stepping out, walking to the front door and ringing the door bell. A few seconds later, the voice he already missed so much came through the speaker, drawing a raging smile across his face. 

"Who's this?"

"Uhh UPS" he replied, shaking his head at his dumb answer. It was 10pm, what UPS truck comes at that time. Nonetheless, he heard footsteps and soon enough, the door opened to reveal the purple-haired man from last night, standing in some light indoor clothes. 

"Hi" he greeted. Except the other seemed surprised to see him on the porch from the way his eyes slowly widened, so he slammed the door right back.

"Come on, I didn't come all the way here for this treatment" he complained in amusement.

"Did you call the cops?" the stranger asked from the other side, too shocked to do anything else.

"No, should I?" he replied.

"How did you find me" he asked again, his voice tense, clearly not trusting his words.

"I like to have my conversations face to face to be honest, doors in between kinda give me a church feeling and let me tell you, Jesus does not love me" he sighed, leaning on the wall and waiting for him to open up again, which he reluctantly did after a few seconds. 

"Why are you here" he inquired from the little gap he created. Jungkook thought it was so funny seeing him so nervous, so anxious he might get arrested this time, and decided to play with him more.

"Are you not gonna invite me in?" he asked, watching those very eyes narrow at him, look him up and down, obviously confused with his behavior. The purple-haired thought that if any of his theft victims found him, there would be a lot more anger---maybe even violence involved, not whatever this was.

"Don't look at me like that, you're the thief here" Jungkook flatly commented, making a point. The man shrugged, agreeing with him as he stepped aside and let him in. 

"Cozy place" he added as he looked around.

"Now that you're inside the house, could you tell me what you're doing?" the man repeated, following him into the living space.

"I didn't get your name last night" If there's something Jungkook was great at, it's getting on people's nerves.

"Why should I tell you" the other huffed, earning a tired look from him.

"I am literally in your house, if I wanted you arrested, you would already be" he pursed his lips, "What's your name?" he asked again.

"Jimin" 

"Jimin, it suits you I have to say" he nodded, "I'm Jungkook" he introduced himself.

"I don't care" Jimin shrugged.

"Because you already knew" Jungkook chuckled. "That Amazon purchase really intrigued me to be honest, out of all the stores you could've spent that amount in" he sighed, "What did you buy?"

"What is up with you" the other was taken aback, not fully comprehending the situation. This random dude comes waltzing into his house, not even calling the cops and just having a mighty fine time questioning him for his personal enjoyment? Weird concept.

"I honestly thought you were smoother than this at the bar, or was that your work persona?" Jungkook asserted, taking a seat on Jimin's couch. "You could definitely pretend to do your blue-balling business if it makes you more comfortable" he suggested. 

"Blue-balling?" Jimin muttered in confusion after sitting on the arm chair across.

"Oh my mistake, pick-pocketing" he corrected, making Jimin raise his eyebrows in surprise, amusement slowly settling on his features before he let out a few soft chuckles.

"Are you just bitter because I didn't go home with you?" he asked, the same smirk that haunted Jungkook's thoughts taking form right ahead of him.

"I am definitely bitter about that, which is why I'm here" he shamelessly admitted, leaning with his elbows on his knees and getting closer, even just by a few inches.

"And what makes you think this will change anything" Jimin mirrored his arm movement on his crossed legs and rested his chin on his fist.

"I felt how eager you were in that kiss too, don't try to deny it" he didn't imagine Jimin's little gasps and sighs and he wasn't going to let him forget either. 

"What I'm trying to say is, whatever happened at the bar should stay at the bar" the other insisted, looking at him in the eyes and registering the challenge in them. 

"Does that apply to stealing my stuff too?" Jungkook switched topics, not letting the conversation stagnate. "I'm just a guy trying to get back what was taken from me you know... My phone, keys, wallet- and chapstick? Seriously?" he scrunched his face in disbelief.

"What if I don't have them anymore?"

"You have them" Jungkook said as he stood up, swiftly bypassed by Jimin who thought he was going to search the place.

"How do you know, how did you even find this house? Do I know you?" Jimin asked, leaning against the doorframe of his bedroom to prevent the curious stranger from venturing into it.

"Trust me if you knew me you'd remember" Jungkook confidently responded, "But I'll tell you because I don't actually want you to get arrested one day" he winked. "Those car keys you took have a tracker on them, it led me right here in seconds."

"Don't they have a range of like 400ft?" Jimin asked, genuinely curious.

"Those are bluetooth trackers, I'm talking satellite" he cleared up. "That said, I want to ask you something as well" 

"Hmm?"

"How did you pick me?"

"How what?"

"How did you pick me as a target? Because I know it wasn't random. I'm aware that I'm hot and look expensive but I could've been a broke college student dressing up to impress" he stood by the kitchen counter as he waited for Jimin's answer. 

"Honestly I didn't even notice you until I heard you put your keys on that glass bar counter" Jimin shrugged, "I only had to look one time to notice the Benz logo, then you pulled out your wallet and stared at it long enough to indicate that you had more than one card... You gave yourself away if anything" he explained, walking closer to him again as he felt more in control over the situation again.

"All I had to do was strut ahead of you, then pull out my phone to see if you were checking me out from the reflection. You were drooling" he taunted, stopping right in front of him and leaning on the counter as well.

"You're a very attractive man, I'd have to be blind not to" Jungkook flirted, not at all showing the reaction Jimin aimed for but appreciated anyway.

"You were, your phone was clearly peeking from my small jacket pockets and you still didn't see a thing" Jimin mocked, shaking his head at his cluelessness. 

"Was I the only one who was hazy from that kiss then?"

"Basically"

"You're telling me you weren't turned on as much as I was?"

"It was hot, but I've had better"

"No you didn't"

"Cocky much?"

"Offending me isn't in your best interest Jimin, you can tell how petty I can be, can't you?" Jungkook clicked his tongue, tilting his head to the side as he warned him.

"You said it yourself, if you wanted to call the cops you would've" Jimin spoke back, calling his bluff.

"Exactly, don't make me want to" he countered, holding eye-contact long enough to intimidate, just like his older brother did to him. "But lucky for you, if you give me everything back, I'm willing to forget it ever happened" he offered. He really needed that wallet, he already drove without his license one time.

"I was gonna find a way to bring you back your stuff I promise" Jimin gave in, walking into what Jungkook assumes to be his bedroom, and coming back with a few things. 

"Was that before or after you spent grands online" he scoffed.

"You could've prevented that a couple different ways, but you didn't. The important thing is that you have your cards back, your keys, and your phone" he said as he put the three items on the counter for him to inspect. Jungkook turned his phone on and opened his wallet. No cash of course.

"What about my chapstick" he asked, turning a blind eye on the money. He gave him 10 times that amount already so it didn't really make a difference. That was his favorite chapstick though.

Jimin came back with a container of lip products and put it on the counter as well. "Which one was yours?" he asked.

"Are all of these stolen? Do you have a fetish or something?" Jungkook scoffed as he looked at the bunch and changed his mind. He did not want to accidentally take someone else's used balm, so he just grabbed his phone instead and checked his notifications.

"You said you're gonna forget this happened right?" the other asked, ignoring his questions. "I don't have to cancel my orders or give the money back?" he added, trying to make sure he wasn't in debt to someone he barely knew anything about.

"Nope all good" Jungkook replied as he locked his phone and put it back on the counter. "You don't seem convinced" he pointed out as he took a step closer.

"Why would you just let me go even though I emptied one of your cards." It was a legitimate concern, but it made the rich man click his tongue a few times. 

"Who said anything about letting go." he denied, taking another step towards the young thief while his adrenaline increased steadily. "Now that I forgot that happened, why don't we pick up where we left off" he purred, standing up close and personal and loving the way his slightly bigger height allowed him to look down on the other.

Jimin was at a loss of words, but what was there to say really. He totally lied about not enjoying the kiss last night and he only pulled away because he noticed one of the booth people looking for his cash. Had he not fled at that precise moment, he would've gotten caught by all three of his targets.

So when Jungkook leaned down to capture his lips again, he simply let it happen. Closing his eyes and enjoying the moment fully without a nagging fear that he would spend the night behind bars. Well, that could still happen but he trusted this stranger a little more somehow. 

Jungkook's mind was running miles, thinking of all the things he wanted to do to the purple-haired. Thinking of every spot in this small house where he could unravel him and show him that he, in fact, couldn't have had better. He settled his hands on the shorter's delicate waist, keeping them still while he pulled him against his body.

The hand that Jimin had on the counter quickly found its way to Jungkook's firm arm in response, trailing up to wrap around his neck while the other curved around his ribs. The kiss wasn't desperate nor was it aggressive, it was slow and sensual, gradually building their excitement as the taller pulled away teasingly at times or licked his lips at others.

"I've just started kissing you yet your body is significantly hotter" Jungkook muttered as he pressed open-mouthed kisses down the side of Jimin's neck.

"I'm not the one who's half-hard right now" he responded, eyes closed and mouth agape as he enjoyed the sensation.

"Except I never tried to deny how much you turn me on" he chuckled, sucking a spot on his neck and earning a breathy moan in return. Reactions like those went straight to his groin and this one was no exception. "Not to be disrespectful, but you sound like a pornstar" he smirked, going back to his lips and biting on them softly to draw more of those sinful sounds.

"You sure watch a lot of those don't you" Jimin looked up at him with his hooded eyes, deciding he wanted to have some fun with those sharp collarbones too. He licked a stripe across one of them and heard a pleasureful sigh for it. 

"Not as much as you may think" he replied.

"Yeah? I don't believe that" he disagreed as he mouthed at his moving Adam's apple. 

"I actually have sex when I feel like it" he elaborated pulling Jimin's face up and kissing his lips again, "The point is, you sound like I wanna fuck you all night every night" he added into his ear.

Jimin's mind was too deep in the gutter, but he still found it in him to ask "Are you clean?" to make sure he wasn't getting any stds. He gathered that this man was very sexually active and the last thing he wanted was a random infection from a fling.

"Very, you?" 

"Yeah"

"Not to worry then" Jungkook chuckled, "I'm sure you've stolen condoms at some point too." Jungkook bent his knees to pick him up from the juicy thighs he admired from a distance at bar, very much enjoying the feel of the soft, light pants, yet wanting them gone.

"So strong" Jimin gave him a smile as he carded his fingers through his shorter black hair.

"You've seen nothing yet" he cheekily raised his eyebrows one time. Deciding where to go, he took them back to the couch as he remembered the way Jimin stood at the bedroom door earlier, clearly not wanting him there. He sat down such that Jimin was straddling him and moved his hands up to his ass cheeks, pressing him closer and causing delicious friction between their bodies.

"I like your hands on me" Jimin confessed before Jungkook started pressing kisses on his chest over his thin t-shirt, making him arch his back and hold the back of his neck leisurely.

"What else do you like?" he asked, noticing his perked nipple and fanning his hot breath over it, then using his teeth alone to softly graze against it, not wanting cotton lint on his tongue.

"Your- I like-" there were quite a few things, but none of them came out because of the tingling sensation surging through his nerves.

"I knew you'd give in" Jungkook scoffed, looking at the body between his arms and wishing the night doesn't end, even if it barely started.

"What is that supposed to mean" Jimin asked, not giving it much thought yet.

"Yesterday you left even though we were obviously compatible" he said, taking Jimin's hand and trailing kisses from his wrist all the way up to his shoulder, not missing any of the sensitive areas nor the way Jimin bit his lip. "I thought you were somehow able to resist me" he added. 

The words took a minute to register, but when they did, Jimin simply looked down at the other. "You think I can't resist you" he repeated, incredulous.

"Obviously not" Jungkook replied after taking a look at his crotch. "It's very mutual though, no need to feel embarrassed" he reassured.

It wasn't about pride more than it was about ego, if Jungkook was full of himself Jimin takes it a notch higher. He narrowed his eyes at the black haired man and sighed. He truly wanted this, if only he didn't say what he said because now, Jimin has to prove him wrong. 

"Don't say that, I might just leave you hanging again" Jimin warned, holding Jungkook's face up to make eye-contact.

"Not this time you can't" Jungkook countered, trying to kiss him again but being held in place, with one of Jimin's thumbs ghosting over his wet lips.

"Are you sure about that?" he repeated, giving him chances to take it back.

"I can see it in your eyes Jimin, you want me just as much as I want you" Jungkook smirked, sticking his tongue out to lick the thumb, inviting it inside his mouth.

All Jimin could think about was he's so hot, while he pushed his thumb in deeper and felt the wet tongue press around it. He could finish with this sight and feeling alone, but Jungkook's words really annoyed him.

So instead, he just retracted his hand, wiped it on Jungkook's black slacks and stood up. No matter how much his nether region begged him not to.

"Done with the foreplay?" the taller asked at the sudden movement.

"Done with the play. I remembered I don't let my men fuck me before at least buying me dinner" Jimin said, walking away from the couch and leaning on the closest wall. 

"Okay...? I bought you Applebees last night" Jungkook responded, standing up as well, going to him and trying to get back the warmth he lost. 

"I bought myself Applebees last night" Jimin shook his head, intercepting the bigger hands in the air, before they reached his face, and holding them down by his sides.

"I paid for it" he was not going to get blue-balled again, it was torture at this point.

"That doesn't count" he shrugged, feeling Jungkook intertwine their fingers and press him back against the wall.

"Are you doing this because I said you can't resist me?" he asked, looking at him in the eyes.

"Maybe" he muttered.

"I hate to break it to you, but postponing this doesn't mean you can resist me any more" Jungkook informed, moving their hands behind Jimin's back to push his body off the surface and into him, then leaned in for a single long kiss.

"I literally stood up from your lap" Jimin said after they pulled away. He needed to end this soon if he wanted to make his point, because it was too enjoyable.

"Only to fall back in it after a meal"

"Then would you rather I prove it by not sleeping with you at all?" Jimin challenged, he was not playing games and Jungkook had better realize that fast.

"No" he muttered begrudgingly. "Fine, you can resist me, now can we please fuck I'm losing my mind" he pleaded, softly bumping his forehead against the purple hair. 

"Take, me out, to dinner" Jimin enunciated, enjoying the desperation in the taller's eyes.

"Why? I said you won" he complained.

"Cause I don't hate the idea after all" the shorter shrugged, freeing his arms from behind his own back and slipping away.

"Okay then let's go" 

"Go where?"

"I don't know mcDonald's or something" he waved his hand to the side showing indifference, and making him chuckle.

"Funny. Let me know when you plan an actual dinner date" Jimin insisted.

"Tomorrow, 8pm?" Jungkook suggested, following to where the other walked.

"Don't you have a busy schedule or something?"

"I know how to prioritize" he said then watched him raise a surprised eyebrow.

"Where?"

"What do you like?"

"I've wanted to try Moreno for a while" 

The name of the restaurant brought back some unpleasant memories, but if that's what it takes to have Jimin in his sheets then so be it. 

"Tomorrow, 8pm, Moreno. I'll pick you up" he nodded, still hating that he has to wait another whole day. 

"Okay" Jimin's smile was soft but he was clearly satisfied with this. 

"You'll regret putting me through this tomorrow night" Jungkook muttered, as he grabbed his stolen things.

"Yeah?" the thief smirked.

"Yeah. Dress pretty for me" Jungkook winked before giving him a kiss on the cheek. Jimin did feel his heart flutter, but he would never admit that. "And Jimin" he called.

"Hmm?" 

"My other phone" he flatly said, putting a hand out for the thief to give him what he took, suddenly needing to check another pocket. "And my new chapstick- seriously I thought we were past this..." he huffed, while Jimin moved one of the couch pillows, revealing the items he stole as they made out. 

"See you tomorrow, try not to steal my dick then" he rolled his eyes.

"Can't promise anything" Jimin chuckled. "Bye Jeon Jungkook" he said, watching him walk to his car and closing the door. He did not expect his quiet night to go like this but he wasn't really complaining either. He got himself a dinner at Moreno and a hookup plan, although maybe he would've loved to claim one of those sooner.

Jungkook entered his car and looked down at his crotch, he despised the annoying feeling of no release so he dialled one of his friends with benefits "Hey... Are you free? Like do you wanna come over?" he asked.

"Hi Jungkook, sure I guess. Give me an hour" she replied.

"An hour? Fuck- Uhh, nevermind" 

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's... nothing, anyway, have a good night" he last said before ending the call. He had to take care of it alone, how pathetic. But he will have such a sweet revenge after that dinner he promised.

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Second chapter!! It's a steamy story, so be ready.

What do you think of the personalities/characters so far?

-Aida-