The weather was nice, the air a bit chilly, but still comfortable enough for a long nice walk, but Jimin... Jimin was wearing a skirt.

A leather skirt to be precise.

While shopping with Hyuna, his female BFF at the moment, Jimin tried to find a nice, long, probably boring dress so that he could finish his obligation and wear something lady-like for tonight's party, but Hyuna had another plan.

"You can try this one, or this one, or this. Those are your three options. Pick one."

Jimin looked at his options and gulped right after.

The options were bold. That's the only way to describe the red latex dress that had deep cutouts on both sides, pink long, tight dress that had a V neck line so deep Jimin feared his belly button would show, so the only reasonable option for him to try on was a knee-length black leather skirt that had a cutout on one side, and a matching turtle-neck leather top.

"I'll try the third option... I think..."

With shaky hands Jimin went inside the female changing room and tried the tight leather combination with clumsy hands.

"There's no way I could ever wear this..." He came out and Hyuna's mouth was fully open, her eyes sparkling bright like the sun.

"You're wearing that and that's it. God look at your thighs and your waist. This is so unfair!" She whined so Jimin took another look at his figure in the mirror.

He looked... provocative.

The tight skirt rose a bit up, revealing most of his thick, muscly thighs, and the top fitted him perfectly while revealing that tiny waist he had.

Still... he thought it was a bit too much...

"I can't. Seriously... I would die out of embarrassment." Jimin turned around, now looking at his sculpturous ass being fully on display by the tight material.

"Yes you can. You have to... and I have the perfect boots to fit the look." Hyuna, again, had the whole thing figured out and Jimin wanted to scream as loud as he could, but still, he couldn't say a thing.

"F-Fine... I'm so dying tonight..." Jimin whined, but no one seemed to care.

After the successful shopping Jimin came back to do two more interviews and after that, it was time to get ready.

Of course Hyuna called him to her room so that they could get ready together, so after grabbing a shower and messily putting his hair up, Jimin took the clothes he was gonna wear for the party and went to Hyuna's room without wearing any makeup, and looking casual in his grey sweatpants.

He knocked on the door a few times, and a happy, little bit drunk looking Hyuna opened the door.

"Oh god you are a man." She said the moment she laid eyes on Jimin's bare face and mess of hair, so he rolled his eyes at her.

"Yes I am. You seemed surprised. Do you need proof or something." Jimin joked as he was walking inside the spacious room, leaving his clothes on the couch.

"Yes please. Take off your underwear so that I can be 100% sure." Hyuna cocked her eyebrows suggestively so Jimin burst out in laughter.

"Menace. That's what you are." Jimin concluded before sitting on the makeup table with a big mirror and tons of makeup on display.

"I'll do your makeup. I can see you doing the all natural look all the time, but tonight I'm giving you something spectacular." Hyuna said while coming closer next to Jimin, looking at his face carefully.

"Ok... What do you have in mind?" Not that Jimin wasn't trusting her with her makeup skills, it's just that all of this felt too much and too exhausting to deal with.

After a long stare Hyuna sat across Jimin and again, took a deep breath while caressing his face.

"You're so pretty. I get it now." She said calmly, the palm of her hand warm against his skin.

"What?" Jimin asked worriedly.

"Why your friend thought this was a good idea. You seriously are enviously pretty. Even without make up, you look breath-takingly stunning."

Jimin blushed cause of the compliments, feeling a bit shy and uneasy.

"Let me put on some smokey eye on you and some nice lipstick that would make your lips even fuller." Hyuna revealed her plan, so Jimin nodded. There was nothing he wouldn't do at this point... Since he'd already fucked up...

Half an hour later, Hyuna looked at Jimin even more perplexed than before.

"What now?" Jimin had no idea what's going on.

"Nothing... It's just... Why are all the good men always taken or gay?" Hyuna sighed sadly so Jimin pouted at her cute face.

"Seriously... Why are you into dicks and asses?" She continued rumbling while trying to find something from her purse.

"I have an ass too." She concluded victoriously, so Jimin frowned, not sure where this whole conversation was going.

"I could put a strap-on and voila, I have it all. Right?" She said happily while finding a small box from the drawer.

"You should meet Tae." Jimin winked at her with a teasing smile so she looked at him while cocking one eyebrow.

"Is he gay?"

"He's into everything. I'm pretty sure once he had sex with a saxophone." Jimin shook his head while remembering his best friend being totally naked while playing the saxophone in the middle of his living room.

"Well, the saxophone does have a hole..." Hyuna was obviously able to make the best out of every situation.

"I want to put these blue coloured contact lenses in. Please."

Jimin looked at the small box and once again thought 'fuck it' he's probably gonna get fired tonight so he might as well wear the blue lenses and look pretty while receiving the bad news... What a classy man, woman or whatever...

*

The moment Jimin put on the 'Pretty woman' over the knee high boots, his inner sassy queen woke up and was ready to have a good time.

Could also be the fact that while they were getting ready, Hyuna and Jimin drank a bottle of Vodka by themselves.

That was probably it.

While listening to the loud music in front of the bar that looked nothing like the Sky lounge and bar where they had a party the night before, Jimin felt his heart beating fast.

"Hey, you can do this." Either Hyuna had magical powers and could hear his mind, or she was really observant of his uneasy thoughts and behavior.

"What am I even doing Hyuna?" Once again, Jimin asked himself the same question he had asked so many times throughout the whole trip, and every time he had no answer to it.

"You're going to the party, duh?" Hyuna slapped his ass while trying to make Jimin less tense, but it only made him realize how revealing and insane his outfit was.

"Dear god, how can I wear this? People are gonna stare at me the whole night." Jimin tugged the skirt down, trying to cover his thighs, but there wasn't enough material to stretch over his ass and thighs too. Only his ass got covered.

"They're gonna stare cause you look hot. Jimin, look at me." Hyuna put both of her hands on Jimin's cheek, squishing those round cushions lightly.

"We don't have to do this. If you want to leave, let's go. I don't even want to go to this party. I just thought you would feel better if we had a few drinks, if you do what you were supposed to do, if we stare at our hot and handsome dancers wearing suits and after getting all hot and sweaty they would probably take off their blazers and would show us those hot muscles and..."

And Jimin tugged Hyuna inside the bar.

"You know a way to a gay man's heart." Jimin whispered-yelled so Hyuna laughed loudly, being her fabulous self while wearing a tight pink dress that made her look like a Barbie doll.

A slutty one, but still...

The moment Jimin walked inside all eyes were on him and Hyuna.

Sure Hyuna was really famous and a big deal in music industry, but Jimin couldn't not notice the wandering eyes over his own body, the whispers while both men and females were looking at him lustfully, but the look that stood out the most, the look that he would probably remember for the rest of his life, was the one that made him press his legs tighter together while fearing he might lose his consciousness from how hot and bothered he was feeling.

It was the boss's deep stare that made Jimin stop in his tracks and wave at Jungkook dumbly while trying to give him one of his confident smiles, but he was positive no smile appeared on his face.

Jungkook got up from the seat on the very back where he was sitting with the rest of his co-workers and started walking straight towards Jimin.

Oh shit... Oh fuck!

"Jimin, breathe, you got this. Act normal." He heard Hyuna's comforting words, but couldn't tear his eyes from Jungkook's figure wearing a black suit and black button up, looking like his handsome self getting closer and closer with every step.

Until he was a step away from Jimin.

And then he eyed the older shamelessly while lowering his eyes from Jimin's face, down to his waist, down to his thighs, and his sexy boots.

Jimin was burning under the intense stare, but couldn't find it in him to say even a word.

And then Jungkook finally looked up, and smirked at the blonde.

"Hm... interesting choice." The younger almost said it sarcastically, making Jimin's blood boil, cause why was he acting like that? Could he not provoke him right now? What does he want from him? The truth? Maybe then he should ask for it instead of playing this little play they've got going on.

"You think?" Jimin put his fingers inside the boots he was wearing and pushed them a bit up, snapping the material over his thighs while tugging on it lightly.

Jungkook's eyes darted down again.

"You said you don't like this type of clothing." The younger licked his lips while taking one more look over the blonde's body.

"I don't." He said now a little bit bolder, standing a bit more taller than before, knowing what kind of impact his look had on his boss.

"Still, you're the one who made me wear it. So... I hope you like it." Jimin gave him the devilish smile so Jungkook smiled back, nodding while poking the inner side of his cheek with his tongue.

Hot, hot , hot....

"Sure I do. I'm wondering why you don't wear such pretty things every day to work. I'd love to see that."

Gulp.

He didn't fucking say that...

Jimin glanced at the tie that was still positioned tightly around Jungkook's neck and reached out for it. He untied the tie and wrapped it around his waist, and then started unbuttoning the younger's buttons, one by one.

One...

Two...

Three...

Jungkook just looked down at the older's hands, not stopping him, nor doing anything about it.

"The same reason you don't wear your clothes like this to work." Jimin concluded while looking at the younger's revealed chest. He most definitely unbuttoned too many buttons.

"It's inappropriate." He said and came closer to Jungkook's ear.

"Besides, I wouldn't want people eye-fucking me all the time at work like they do now." Jimin whispered while accentuating the curse word, and the moment he moved away from the younger he saw Jungkook glancing around the room, probably trying to find those people who were eye-fucking him while they were speaking.

"I meant you." Jimin smiled with the wicked smile of victory he had while observing the younger's fucked out expression.

He didn't deny shit.

"I'm here too." Hyuna , who was right next to them all this time, spoke, so they finally stopped the staring competition and looked at her dumbly.

"Hey my favourite diva. You look pretty in pink." Jungkook hugged the only lady among them so she batted her lashes at both of them.

"And you look even better now that Jiminie undid those buttons for you." She cocked her eyebrows at them, so Jungkook laughed, glancing down at his bare chest.

"Yeah, well... Jiminshi likes to look at my naked body a little too much I think." Jungkook teased, but Jimin didn't feel the need to deny the truth.

"I would like to look at your naked body too, still, you never showed it to me." Hyuna pouted, loving the way they both got flustered in no time, cheeks hot pink and ears all red.

"Yeah... I guess she's special." Jungkook concluded while turning to Jimin again, and this time, Jimin couldn't look at him.

She's special... It felt so wrong to hear it and not say a thing... It felt like a burn on the highest sun, like the itch that you can't reach, like the pain that it won't go away as much as you try...

"Babieeees!" A loud, girly voice yelled from the side so Jimin looked at the second diva-like girl friend he had met on this trip.

Jessi.

"You guys, you look hot!" She yelled while eyeing up and down Jimin's and Hyuna's outfit, not missing a chance to feel up the materials of their skirts.

"Jiminie babe, where did you get those thick thighs and ass! God what's that all about." Jimin felt his already burning cheeks getting impossibly red.

"I-I like to work out a lot..." He said with a stuttering voice so Jungkook scoffed next to him.

"More like eat a lot." Of course he would say something like that, being the one who had seen how big of an appetite Jimin has.

"Now why would you say that?" Jimin frowned.

"Is my Jiminshi hungry now?" Jungkook patted Jimin's head, knowing damn well how much Jimin would die to have a plate filled with food next to him right now.

"I am and you know it." Jimin fake cried so Jessi tugged his arm, making him stumble over to her closely.

"Well let's get some olives while drinking those martinis my ladies." She had an idea and it wasn't a bad one.

Jimin nodded excitedly while turning to Jungkook to say bye to him.

The younger was staring at his ass.

Jimin snapped his fingers in front of Jungkook's face, trying to wake him out of the trance his ass had pulled him in.

"You've lost me for a second there." Jungkook shook his head, acting as if he was coming to his senses, so Jimin smacked his arm playfully.

"We're gonna go and grab some drinks. I'll see you later."

Jungkook nodded while slowly getting back to his table, waving those three goodbye.

Almost 15 olives after, Jimin was happily dancing with his two girl friends and living his best life.

Sometimes he would forget that he was wearing a skirt, so his 'ride or die' Hyuna had to remind him.

She did it so delicately, while whispering to his ear... "Seriously, your dick is about to pop out."

Jimin would not so enthusiastically tug the leather skirt down, hating the fact that the said skirt would ride up in no time. One sway of his ass or a slutdrop was enough for the damn thing to be high up his waist and almost revealing his black, tight underwear.

"I hate skirts. I'm NEVER wearing one again." Jimin whined while they were going to the bar, trying to get more drinks.

Well Jimin wanted another martini cause he really wanted more olives. His stomach was hurting from how badly it needed any food.

The moment they put their tiring elbows on the high bar, Jimin started searching for his options.

Tequila has lemon with it, if i get a daiquiri they'll put strawberry in it, maybe some orange with juice vodka...probably not...

"Hey pretty noona, I thought it was you." Jimin heard the words right next to him, but didn't pay any attention to the said words cause he was not a noona for god's sake.

He was a man in a skirt, which was totally different.

"I always thought you looked hot in those tight jeans, but tonight... you're on fire.'' Again, the same voice kept talking and Jimin kept looking for the pineapples in a Sunrise cocktail.

"He's talking to you..." Hyuna whispered to Jimin's ear so he finally turned his head to the left, and looked at the man, who he barely recognized, who was smugly looking at him.

"What?" Again, Jimin had no idea what the man was saying.

"I... I'm one of Hybe's dancers, and I saw you many times here with other idols, translating for them or doing their makeup..." The guy explained so Jimin squinted his eyes, trying to put the voice and the face together and maybe remember the guy.

Nothing.

He got nothing.

He couldn't remember the guy for his dear life.

And the worst thing was, the guy looked cute.

Longish, black hair, cute smile, a nice dark blue suit on him that framed his athletic body.

Not bad at all.

"Maybe you don't recognize me since I usually never wear a suit. I always wear something more comfortable, sweats and hoodies, and since I dance we usually get something like that to wear." The cute guy explained so Jimin nodded.

"Yeah, could be that."

It wasn't that, but anyways, the guy was cute, Jimin was hungry and wearing a skirt so why not flirt a little. It was a perfect combination.

"So...um...can I buy you a drink?" The gay asked almost shyly and Jimin had few seconds to think about it.

"Sure. Give me that Pineapple cocktail but please, for the love of god tell them to put extra pineapples in it." He explained and then batted his lashes cutely, acting to be all innocent and sweet, but in reality he was a hungry devil hidden in leather.

"I took my drink and I'm gonna leave you two alone." Hyuna, who was still there, waved the two goodbye, leaving them to have a one on one drinks and conversation that Jimin probably didn't even want to have.

"So, is this the first time you're working for Hybe?" The dancer asked while they were waiting for their drinks, so Jimin figured a little conversation won't kill him while waiting for his pineapples.

"It is. I usually translate books and some TV shows, but I've never worked with a company this big. It's harder than I thought." Jimin talked honestly so the man nodded.

He looked like he knew exactly what Jimin was talking about.

"I've been working with them for three years now and let me tell you... They do pay well, amazingly well, but they also expect from you way too much. Like they expect you to be available at every possible hour of a day. Always. If they call you and tell you we need you, it doesn't matter if you're sleeping, or eating, or being in a hospital, you need to come and be there on time. It's a lot, but I'm still able to deliver so... I'll just keep the job till I can, I guess..."

Jimin did know how the company works and how hard everyone is working, especially Jungkook who was doing the job literally 24/7, but for one second the life he had before flashed in front of his eyes and suddenly translating books at your own time, wherever you want to didn't seem that bad. The money though... really bad.

"I get what you mean..." Just when Jimin was about to tell his opinion of the matter, the waiter came with their drinks and Jimin's mouth salivated on the sight.

He took his cocktail and devoured the slices of pineapples that were hanging on the top of the glass.

Then he looked at the dancer's drink that had slices of orange decorating his drink and he started biting his lip while eating the fruits with his eyes.

"Do you want mine too?"

The man asked politely so Jimin nodded frantically.

Instead of giving the glass with fruit to Jimin, the dancer took the orange with his finger and brought it closer to Jimin's mouth.

Um...does he want me to...

The man literally put the slice in front of Jimin's lips so he opened his mouth, ready to devour that orangy slice of heaven.

He sucked the inner parts completely while avoiding the peel and the man's fingers.

Should I suck on his fingers too?

Would that count as flirting?

It so would.

But he thinks I'm a girl...

Wouldn't that be wrong?

To flirt with someone who's obviously into girls, and I'm not one...

Or maybe I could..

Jimin would definitely have an inner battle about flirting or not flirting if a sudden voice didn't shut down his every thought.

"Hi Lee. I see you've met my assistant, Jiminshi." Jungkook said while taking the glass from the dancer's hand and putting it in front of Jimin.

"Good evening Mr. Jeon. Um... yeah... we've met here." The man almost stuttered, looking down, trying to avoid eye contact with the boss.

Jimin would love to witness the two having a 'who has a bigger ball fight' but he got busy with devouring the remains of oranges on the man's glass.

Tasty...

Tasty...

Tasty...

"I'll see you later then. Have a safe flight Mr. Jeon." The dancer, Lee said before bowing to both of them so Jimin waved him goodbye, not giving away the man's drink cause there were some orange slices left.

"So... You've met our main dancer, Lee..." Jungkook leaned his back on the bar, and looked at Jimin with those big eyes that were so dark, Jimin couldn't see his own reflection in it.

"Yeah..." Jimin talked while slurping on that orange.

"He's nice. Bought me fruits..." He kept eating those oranges, but nothing was ever enough.

Damn that big appetite.

"Those are not fruits. That's an alcoholic cocktail. He bought you alcohol." Jungkook said with a low voice so Jimin felt curious to why Jungkook was all of a sudden so bothered and uneasy.

Is he, maybe, jealous?

"What is this Jungkookshi?" Jimin took the one last remaining slice of orange and waved it in front of Jungkook's face.

"It's an orange slice." The boss said dead-panned.

"Exactly. Orange slice, and orange slice comes from oranges which are fruits. So he bought me fruits. I don't care about the drinks to be honest." Just when Jimin was about to put that last slice into his mouth, Jungkook grabbed it away and sucked on the juicy insides while smirking.

Jimin's face was priceless.

A sad puppy face with a big O mouth that couldn't just accept the harsh truth.

Someone ate the last piece of food in front of his own eyes.

"Give it back." Jimin crossed his arms on top of his non existing breasts and frowned deeply.

"No." Jungkook kept sucking on the delicious pulp, leaving only the peal behind.

"Give it back. It's not yours." Jimin came closer and tried to take the slice with his hands, but Jungkook just moved further, sucking on the rest fast.

"It's all in my mouth." Jungkook said while throwing away the clean peel so Jimin had an idea.

He should take his fruit anyway.

While grabbing the back of Jungkook's head, the older tugged his head down and came up on his tippy toes, crashing the younger's lips with his own.

He didn't want to kiss Jungkook. Not at all. He honestly only wanted his orange back.

While diving in with his tongue, Jimin licked the juices and pulp from Jungkook's tongue and tried to take as much of it as he could.

Seemed like Jungkook didn't mind. He just let the older do whatever he wanted.

Jimin sucked on Jungkook's tongue deliciously, loving the hot and wet sensation mixed with the citrusy aftertaste.

When he didn't feel any of the orange left, he moved away, smacking his lips loudly.

"It was mine..." Jimin said lamely while wiping his lips clean, trying to think about other reasons why he did what he did, but nothing smart came out of his lips.

"We shared it so I'm fine." Jungkook leaned his back on the bar and Jimin tried so hard not to think about how good he was looking.

Damn, why did I unbutton those buttons...

Jungkook's chest was out, and the outline of his firm muscles were too much to handle while being in a skirt.

Jimin might pop a boner and there was nothing he could do to hide it.

"I have something for you." Jungkook said while licking his lips clean, probably trying to trace the lip gloss that was left after Jimin kissed, well not so much kissed him, tried to take the orange from his mouth with his mouth. Which was not a kiss. At all.

"If it's not a freshly made doughnut I don't want it." Jimin had one thing on his mind.

Jungkook laughed out loud while throwing his head back.

Damn that long neck looked so tempting for nibbling and marking...

"It's not a doughnut unfortunately. How would I even bring a doughnut with me to a party?" Jungkook tilted his head while asking so Jimin shrugged.

"In a bag, in a box, in a pocket... I don't care how." He whined again and grabbed his growling stomach with both of his hands.

Then slowly, Jungkook put his hand inside his right pocket and while looking with that mischievous eyes at Jimin's eager expression he took out a small, see-through box with a little bow on it, and with fast hands, Jimin grabbed the box in a hurry.

There were four chocolate pralines inside, two white ones and two dark ones.

Jimin didn't care about the taste of the chocolates, didn't care about the pretty box, didn't care about anything as long as he got to eat them all and he did.

While grabbing two by two pralines, he put them all four inside his mouth, making his cheeks look like a chubby chick, and then he started to chew.

Jungkook looked at him with an open mouth and even wider eyes.

Jimin just kept chewing faster.

He feared for the food even if it was inside his mouth.

"Wow, you really don't like to share food." Jungkook said in awe so Jimin felt sorry for him.

"M sorry...." He mumbled, cause his mouth was filled with all kinds of chocolate flavors, and all of them tasted good.

"And to think how I carried that box the whole day since we got them on the set this morning only for you to swallow them all in one second..." Jungkook shook his head, and kind of looked sad and disappointed.

Maybe he was hungry too.

"I'm sorry they're all inside my mouth... I was greedy..." Jimin still had his cheeks full, but not as much as before.

"I still want it." Jungkook had an idea, but Jimin wasn't sure what he was thinking about.

"Do you want me to spit it out on a plate for you? Maybe your hand? Somewhere?"

Jungkook laughed again, but Jimin was ready. He would spit some of it out. Not all, but just enough for the younger to lick over it.

The boss made disgusted grimace.

"Gross."

Jimin looked at him dead-panned, his cheeks getting smaller and smaller, the more he ate the chocolate.

"There's other ways for you to share it with me."

Jungkook came in front of Jimin and instinctively, Jimin leaned his back on the bar, the younger caged him onto it, putting both of his hands on each side of the bar.

"L-Like what?" Jimin had almost the whole chocolate down his throat, but suddenly he was interested in what the younger was aiming at.

"Did you forget how you took that orange from me?" Jungkook asked and then leaned forward, so close Jimin crossed his eyes while looking at Jungkook's face...

And then the younger licked Jimin's lips with the tip of his tongue, making the older open his mouth while inhaling deeply.

He would probably have something to say to that. He always does, but Jungkook's lips enabled him to talk further cause they were suddenly there, all over him, softly, like a whisper, taking over what was his... licking and nibbling on the softest skin there is, enjoying the moment.

Jimin kissed back, and prayed that his dick stays still, cause Jungkook's lips were hot and his tongue was licking all around his sweet, still covered with chocolate one.

Jungkook hummed into the kiss while grabbing the back of Jimin's neck firmly, one hand moved down onto his back, holding him tightly, firmly against his muscly body.

Jimin felt like he was about to die, or come untouched which would be even worse.

In the middle of biting his lower lip and devouring his tongue expertly Jimin felt his dick hardening and he felt fear creeping up on him cause what if Jungkook didn't know and Jimin was imagining all of this?

What if Jungkook had nothing to do with this whole 'Ladies and Gentleman' theme and was kissing Jimin for luck or to taste food, or cause they were a bit touch deprived....

Could be any of those.

So now, while enjoying the closeness of his boss and the warm kisses on his lips, Jimin started squirming around, trying to free himself from the tight grip Jungkook had on him cause he needed to run and hide as soon as possible... He needed to control the dangling thingy between his legs that was fattening with every lick, hum, nibble, small moan that Jungkook would leave while Jimin would bite him a bit harder.

Instead of letting him go, or moving away, the moment Jungkook noticed Jimin's squirming, he grabbed his hips and steadied him in place, unableling his every movement.

This is bad...

Shit ....

This is so bad...

Not only that Jimin loved being manhandled in the bedroom, but being manhandled by his boss, the hottest man alive, made Jimin's dick to twitch even harder.

Shit.

"Jungkookshi..." He tried to say something, to beg for him to stop, but then he felt a thick thigh pressing onto his crotch, so Jimin moaned involuntarily, feeling the so needed friction over his bulging member.

He knows...

While looking at his eyes devilishly, Jungkook kept kissing his lips, his cheeks, jaw... and then he moved his thigh slightly up and down, which made Jimin a panting mess, unable to move, almost begging for mercy, making grabby hands all over Jungkook's back.

He fucking knows...

Jungkook kissed him once again, making Jimin's world spin around, reaching full hardness inside his tight underwear that couldn't possibly hide his whole length anymore.

"Stop..." Just when Jimin was about to leak all over himself and Jungkook probably, he put both of his hands on Jungkook's chest, making some well needed distance between them.

"Did I take too much?" Jungkook asked so Jimin's mind went 'What?'

"The chocolate?" Jungkook made himself clearer so Jimin remembered why they did this in the first place.

"Oh... yeah... um... you took enough..." Jimin squirmed cause he could definitely feel his dick being hard and heavy on his thigh, and he feared it might show under the skirt.

"I think you need to go to the hotel." Jungkook looked at Jimin with a smug expression and Jimin almost hated him for the state he put him in. And he was wearing a fucking, tight, leather skirt.

Asshole.

"Will you come too?" Jimin said out loud and then got aware of his words.

"Come to the hotel, with me, not with me, I mean we share a suite... you know what I mean..." He almost died out of embarrassment.

He couldn't handle anything right now since his other head was getting more blood flowing than his upper head.

"I'm not coming to our suite tonight. I have a flight in two hours. You know I'm supposed to go to Tokyo tomorrow, but they needed us earlier so Namjoon hyung, Hobi hyung and some makeup noonas we're all leaving soon. I'll see you in two days I guess."

Jimin had no idea why his heart was owerflown with sadness.

"Oh..." He said sadly, just as he was feeling.

"I guess I'll have more time to spend with Hyuna then." He said with a little, sad, forced smile so Jungkook nodded.

"You two have some shows together, but you have a lot to do since I won't be here. You're gonna manage the actors as well as idols for me. I left a schedule on the living room table for you." Jungkook explained so Jimin nodded.

More work, great.

"Ok. I'll do my best." He said, but in reality he was more afraid of what obligations he was supposed to do.

"Here. Take this." Jungkook took off his blazer that looked at least three sizes bigger than Jimin's usual size and gave it to the older to wear.

He knows...

Jimin looked ridiculous in the blazer. Like a big cape was put over him, that luckily did the trick. His dick was safe and hidden from the unwanted eyes.

"Thank you." Jimin said and took a few steps before turning around.

"Good luck on your meetings, and remember, if you feel anxious just think about how everyone would look with a big, fat cock in their mouth."

Jungkook burst out in laughter.

"I will. Thank you. Don't miss me too much." Jungkook crossed his arms cockily on top of his chest.

That dick... He knows I will...

"I won't, don't you worry. You're not made out of chocolate so..." Jimin tried to play it cool.

"... But I'm still sweet." Jungkook cocked his eyebrows at the older so Jimin made a 'throwing up' face. He's not gonna fall for his boss. Of course not. He's not gonna flirt or act on those little cocky words... He's not gonna do any of that... Or Jimin tried to pep talk himself while walking over to find Hyuna cause his dick was still hard cause of said man.

"Hey babe, did you have a nice little flirting drink with Lee?" Hyuna asked Jimin while smiling mischievously.

"I didn't. I kissed Jungkook... Or... or he kissed me... we shared food...I... I'm hard. That's all I know and I need to go back to the hotel." Jimin explained his situation the best way he could, so Hyuna's face turned into a question mark.

"What the fuck happened? Wait, let me just grab my purse and then you'll tell me everything." Hyuna tried to leave, but Jimin grabbed her hand and made her stop.

"You don't have to go cause of me. Stay, enjoy the party. I'm gonna go and sleep the whole night. I'm so tired and tomorrow we have so many things to do. We'll talk tomorrow. Ok?"

Jimin wanted to go to his room and to jerk off. That's the only thought he had on his mind.

"Ok babe, let me know when you come to the hotel. I'll see you at six, that's when we have an appointment together." Hyuna hugged the blonde tightly, so once again Jimin thanked her for everything that she had done for him by now.

An hour later, Jimin was laying in his room, his face cleaned, hair freshly washed, body scrubbed off, wearing his blue pyjamas, his dick empty and happy about it.

He read the list that Jungkook had left for him and concluded that tomorrow could possibly be the day when he'll die.

There were meetings after meetings, shows after shows, private interviews and talk shows, showcases and on every single one of those, he was supposed to be present.

How?

Maybe if I clone myself...

I'll think about all of those tomorrow...

*

Jimin wanted to sleep till eight since his first meeting was at nine, but his phone wouldn't stop buzzing so he got up just to see who was so annoying and stubborn.

It was Tae.

Of course it was Tae.

There were six missed calls and then the messages.

The first one was a snapshot of Hyuna's IG story where she was posing with Jimin in that last nights outfit.

Tae my soulmate

WTF JIMIN?????

THIS IS NOT A BOHEMIAN DRESS I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT!!!!

BABEEEEEE

YOU LOOK SO GOOD!

Why don't you ever want to dress like this for me?

Not even for Halloween...

Was your dick showing?

Could you dance in it?

Was it comfortable?

Did wind get inside ur ass?

Isn't it fantastic?

JUST ANSWER THE FUCKING PHONE!!!!

Jimin

Seriously, I'm gonna block you.

After finishing with the bathroom, Jimin thought about how the easiest way to explain everything to Tae is to call him.

"So he kissed you and then rubbed his thigh over your dick?" Tae tried to sum things up real quick.

"Um...yeah, I guess..." Jimin mumbled.

"He knows then." Tae concluded.

"I think so too. I mean, why would he kiss me like that? He did kiss me before though... He had kissed me even when he didn't know. At least I think he didn't know back then. Why did he kiss me then though... I'm so confused." Jimin huffed while putting some mascara on, getting ready for the stressful day.

"It's the Jimin effect. You should know it by now." Tae explained so Jimin almost poked his eye out.

"A what?" He asked again.

"The Jimin effect. No one gets immune to your charm. Oh come on don't even act as if you don't know what I'm talking about." Tae explained further, but Jimin just frowned at his words.

"Seriously, what the fuck are you talking about?"

"Jimin, baby, you're cute, sexy and lovely, you're charming, there's no one on this planet who's not gonna fall for you if you do the bare minimum as gave them a smile. Regardless of gender."

Jimin blushed at the said words and fumbled with the lipstick he was about to put.

A red one.

For days like this, red was the only option.

"That's not true. You're delusional." He said shyly, not wanting to talk about this topic anymore.

"Please, stop acting all modest all of a sudden when you know what kind of ass and face you have. That attitude and your features don't go well together."

Jimin looked at himself in the mirror.

He looked good.

He looked pretty and his body was banging in the white button up shirt tucked in some black slacks that showed off his curvy frame.

"I think you're overreacting, but knowing you, 'Mr. the most handsome guy in the world' as you like to call yourself, you're just being yourself and you flatter me too much."

Tae took a deep breath. Jimin could imagine him rolling his eyes too.

"That's cause I am the most handsome man in the world. There's no discussion there."

Jimin just laughed. He knew Tae by heart.

"You are sweetie. I miss you. Can't wait to take you on that trip. Hey we might even have a company." Jimin remembered Hyuna's idea about them going together.

"I don't want anyone intruding on our free time, and..."

"It's Hyuna." Jimin interrupted him.

"I think I don't even need you on that trip. When I think about it, you should stay home and relax and me and Hyuna would get along just fine."

Jimin burst out in laughter.

"I thought so."

"Seriously babe. I love you. I don't care who comes with us as long as it's Hyuna and no one else. Ok?"

Again, Jimin laughed so hard his stomach hurt.

"I need to go silly. Talk to you soon."

"Bye. Say hi to Hyuna for me."

"I will."

*

The moment Jimin stepped one foot into a conference hall in the hotel where idols had interviews the whole day, it was Jiminshi, Jiminshi, Ms. Park, Jiminie unie, Jiminshi, Ms. Park.... the whole day Jimin this, Jimin that, and at one point, at six p.m. when Jimin had realized that he hadn't eaten anything except a doughnut early in the morning on his way to work, he felt his hands shaking.

"So Jiminshi, is TxT ready to perform or should we send them to a makeup and hair check up?" One of the Japanese assistants asked him, so he thought about the question.

"I don't know... If they're looking decent let them perform, if they look bad just fix them up a bit, I need to go." He walked with fast steps into the hotel's cafeteria and after looking at the vending machine, he put some money into the insert coin and picked some chocolate to eat.

Once again, he checked his hands that were still shaking so the moment the chocolate came out of the small opening at the end of the machine, Jimin ate it in probably a few seconds.

I'll get something else...

Then he took some gummy bears and ate those too.

Maybe something salty...

While looking at his options, Jimin chose chips with pizza flavor and ate that really quickly.

Just when he was ready to buy some soda or even water his phone rang and he knew there was something going on. There always was.

"Hello..."

"Hello Ms. Park, I'm just asking if all five of the TxT boys would perform since there's only four of them here." Well known, annoying voice asked him so Jimin let go of the dream of having one soda in peace and started walking towards the hotel's hall where the group was.

"I'll be right there."

While entering the spacious place where the boys were supposed to have their interview and performance, Jimin noticed the four boys looking uneasy and nervous.

"What's going on?" Jimin asked with a serious expression.

"N-Nothing..." One of the boys said shyly.

"What do you mean nothing? Where's Yeonjun?" Jimin asked, clearly figuring which one from the boys wasn't there.

"Um... we don't know..."Beomgyu, one of the boys confirmed so Jimin's heart dropped.

"What? How could you not know? You're supposed to be performing in less than an hour and you don't know where your friend is? What's his room number? Let's call the reception. Maybe they saw him." Jimin tried to dial the numbers, but the boys took a deep breath, looking nervous and scared.

"He isn't in his room." Kai, the youngest of them all said in fear so Jimin came closer to him.

"What do you mean? Explain it to me, Kai. Please." Jimin batted those lashes, trying to get the truth he was craving for.

"He.. He never came back last night after the party. He went with someone..." While Kai was talking the rest of the boys interrupted him.

"Stop talking. Don't say a word more." The tallest one, Soobin said with a low voice so Jimin came closer to him.

"Stop talking you say? And then what? What if he doesn't come here at all, are you gonna perform as four? Is he gonna be mad at you for not letting me find him? Is he even ok? Alive? Sleeping or on his way? How can we know if we don't talk?"

Jimin was mad as never, his face so close to the man's face he could count all the fake freckles the makeup noonas had put on him.

"We're not gonna perform at all. We're just do the interview and that's it." Soobin said while moving away from Jimin and turning to his members.

What??? He can't do that...

"Wait a minute. Hey!" Jimin tried to talk to the boys but they made a circle and started whispering something that obviously didn't include Jimin to hear.

So Jimin came right inside their circle.

"What are you doing?" The leader asked furiously while looking at Jimin who didn't look any less fearless and angry.

"You listen to me, young man. Mr. Jeon left me a list of things that needed to be done and you guys performing is one of those things so no, I'm not gonna move away and no, I'm not gonna leave you alone until you tell where the hell is Jeonjun so that we can get this show on a road."

They all looked at Jimin perplexed and with fear in their eyes.

"He's not coming..." Again, the youngest one spoke so the rest of the boys rolled their eyes and sat back on their chairs.

"Why? Where is he?" Jimin took Kai gently by his shaking hands and tried to get some more information.

"He... We all drank last night, but he...um...he drank too much so we needed to get him medical help... and he needed a stomach pumping fast and is still recovering. He's fine, but he needs to stay one more day at the hospital."

Finally Jimin got some answers and hundreds of things went through his mind.

Is he ok?

Did anyone recognize him?

Was he alone?

What about their performance?

Who's gonna perform at the show now?

What am I supposed to do?

"Ok... Um... Thank you for telling me." Jimin's voice was barely a whisper, so the tallest member scoffed.

"Are you happy now that you know? You could've just left us alone. We were about to figure things out. We don't need no girl to help us just so you know." He almost spit out the words and instead feeling angry or crazy like he usually would, Jimin felt worried and small.

He didn't even answer any of those vain comments, he just walked outside and went straight to the place where he would go when he was overwhelmed and stressed.

He went to Hyuna's dressing room.

The moment his back hit the door, his body started sliding down until his ass hit the ground and the tears started falling down on their own.

I can't do this...

What am I supposed to do now?

Jungkook's going to be so disappointed in me...

He gave me one list to do, and I blew it...

While putting hands on his face Jimin started shaking while the stress creeped up on him, the uneasy feeling that was heavy on his chest was just unbearable.

Until someone hit his back with the door and the pain he felt in his heart was replaced with a real pain he felt on his back.

"What the fuck..."

He moved to the side, still sitting on the floor, his hands covering his face, feeling ashamed that someone could see him being so vulnerable and anxious.

"Jiminie baby what's wrong!" Suddenly he felt two arms hugging him tightly, and Hyuna's soothing voice whispering to his ear.

"You're ok, you're fine. Please stop crying... Talk to me... What's bothering you."

Instead of getting better, Jimin started sobbing even louder than before.

"Oh baby... please calm down. Hey, you're gonna have a horrible headache if you don't." Hyuna caressed his back while leaning her head to Jimin's shoulder, trying to make him feel better at all costs.

"I blew it up... I couldn't do the things Jungkook left me to do...and... and I'm a failure and he'll be so disappointed in me..." Jimin hicked-up while talking so Hyuna grabbed his shoulders firmly.

"Wait, wait, wait... What are you talking about? I saw you literally the whole day walking around, doing everything you were supposed to do, I never once saw you sitting or not doing what you were supposed to do... You're so hard working, what the hell happened?" Hyuna tried to talk some sense into Jimin who just put his head on his knees, making himself look even smaller than he was.

"M-net show is about to start and I don't have TxT to perform. There's only four of them here so I'm screwed. I'm gonna get fired." Jimin sniffled while talking, the tears luckily stopped falling down his cheeks.

"Honey, if Jungkook didn't fire you when he figured you have a dick between your legs, you're definitely not getting fired cause of stupid boyish band has some problems." Hyuna's words did make sense, but still...

"And for the love of god, you have to stop crying. You know, us girls, we don't cry. We're strong and always put together and independent. Start acting like one."

Jimin chuckled, but his head was still on his knees, drying the tears onto the black material of his pants.

"And then there's makeup. you don't want to... WOW." Jimin finally pushed his head up and looked at Hyuna whose eyes doubled its size.

"Yeah, we don't cry cause that could happen." Hyuna pushed Jimin up so that he could look at the horror in front of the mirror.

His eyes were smeared with black mascara, his cheeks too, those tears looked like a map running down till his jaw.

"Oh my god." Jimin took a wet wipe and started taking off his make up completely.

"Being a girl is so difficult. I don't know how you do it. You're just amazing."

He honestly thought so. While acting to be one, he saw how much harder the girls have to work, under what kind of pressure they're put through the whole day, how many degrading comments they have to hear just cause they're 'girl', the weaker gender...

"Yes we are so you better bring your A game boy or people are gonna notice something's not right." Hyuna winked at the older who was finally looking like a decent, clean person.

"Let me put some make up on you." Hyuna took the bag with her makeup and put some neutral, shimmery eyeshadow on Jimin's lids, and some mascara to make his eyes pop. She covered his red cheeks and bags under his eyes with concealer to which he was undeniably grateful.

"And now be fast. Put some red lipstick on me and make me a high messy bun like you do it to yourself." Hyuna sat on the chair so Jimin frowned.

"Why? You don't have anything planned for tonight... well accept that dinner with Jessi, but you have no interviews nor..." Jimin talked so Hyuna interrupted him.

"Exactly. I'm free and your dear boy band can fuck off cause this diva is going to preform instead of them. You make another appointment for them when they're all together and I'll do it tonight."

And Jimin started crying again.

"Oh god, stop being such a wuss, what happened with the confident and sassy woman I've met." Hyuna threw one of her lipsticks on Jimin.

"I'm just... You really are the best. Thank you so much. I'll never forget this." Jimin took the brush and started doing Hyuna's makeup with fast moves, trying hard not to smear the lipstick over her lips.

"There. We're done. Let's go. We literally have six minutes."

They ran together towards the hall that was reserved for the interview and later performances so Jimin tried to find a manager just to tell him all about their sudden change of plans.

When he saw the boys from TxT talking to the manager, he came hurriedly closer to them, trying to explain the new situation.

"Hello. I'm sorry for interrupting your talk, I just wanted to announce to you that TxT won't be on your show tonight. We have a different act to perform and you'll be thrilled when you see our new guest." Jimin had no time to waste so the manager and the boys looked at him with interest.

"What?" Soobin, asked with a frown.

"Yeah, you're out for tonight. Get your shit together next time and you'll maybe get a chance to perform again." He decided not to keep quiet or polite this time.

He was a goddamn goddess of a woman and he's sure gonna act as one.

"You can't tell us what to do. We already agreed on doing the interview and the performance would have to wait until it's us five reunited together." Soobin explained, but Jimin shook his head.

"No. You can go back to your hotel room. The only thing we're gonna do tonight is give the fans short information about your friend having food poisoning and how he is feeling awful cause he can't perform tonight. And that's it. Now go. I don't have time to deal with you anymore." Jimin explained the plan again, but Soobin was quick to say no to that too.

"I don't see why we can't do the interview now and later we could come just for the performances. This appearance would be good for our career."

And Jimin got even angrier than before.

Yes, it was possible.

"Well you should've thought about that the moment you decided that having fun is more important than doing your job!" Jimin spit it out to the teller's face and this time, he had nothing to say.

Until he turned around and started walking away.

"Stupid, arrogant girls..."

Jimin took all the willpower he did and didn't have in him, and started calming himself down, trying so hard not to jump on the said man's back and start to pull his hair out, or scratch his face with his now longish nails...

Croissant...

Ice-cream....

Chocolate...

Doughnut. ..

Anything sour....

He even tried to calm himself down by counting all the food he was dreaming of devouring, but nothing helped.

"I'm here!!!" Suddenly a squeaky, little voice of his favorite person blessed his ears and Hyuna walked inside the room, twirling and looking fabulous in a tight black dress.

Everyone's mouth dropped.

She was a big deal.

"Oh my god are we having Hyuna on the show tonight?" The manager asked while having heart eyes towards the said singer so Jimin nodded proudly.

"Yes you do. A girl is here to save the day." Jimin yelled as loud as he could, wanting for the TxT boys to hear him well. "A girl who knows what being an idol means. A girl who will never disappoint you or leave her fans hanging. A girl with power. You can't get anything better than that." Jimin said proudly while everyone in the room bowed to the singer including the TxT boys.

"We're using that speech as her intro. Got to go and prepare the stage and questions real quick. I'll see you at ten. Does she need a translator, cause the interview is in Japanese, we have one of our...."

"I'll translate for her. That's my job." Jimin said proudly cause there was nothing he would love to do more at the moment.

Except maybe eat.

Eating would be his first option.

"So, a girl is here to save the day." Hyuna said while watching the TxT boys squirm in place, obviously knowing what she's talking about.

"We're sorry..." Kai tried to speak, but she put her hand up, enabling him to say another word.

"No. There's no need for apologies. I'm not doing this for your sorry asses. You're lucky I love Jimin so much and I'm ready to do whatever it takes to see my baby happy. You're just a bunch of immature boys who don't know how to get the work done. Say hi to your wasted friend for me and you can stay to watch my amazing performance. " Hyuna talked with a smile on her face, with grace that never left her posture, her voice, with such a unique tone that only a queen like herself could do.

Jimin's heart was calm again.

Probably god is a woman too...

His thoughts before bringing his friend into the hug and squeezing her tightly.

"Woah, woah, woah... Jimin, hey... You're crushing my bones."

He didn't stop anyways.

"Thank you. You're just spectacular."

Hyuna smiled confidently.

"No honey. I'm just a woman."

*

The night after the performance and some one on one talk Jimin had with the staff for tomorrows plans, the blonde ate some ramen while taking his makeup off and straight after, he passed out in his bed, not giving a fuck about anything in the world except, getting some rest.

He knew Jungkook was supposed to come early in the morning, he didn't give a shit about that either.

Rest...

Rest...

And only rest...

*

Knock, knock, knock!

Jimin heard the knocks loud and clear, but didn't wanna say a thing.

His tired bones ordered him to stay put and sleep more.

"Jiminshi..."

He heard Jungkook's voice, but his eyes couldn't open up.

"Jiminshi, are you there?"

He just kept sleeping. He thought about the state he was in, pink silky pajamas that he was wearing were covering his private parts and that was enough for him not to respond to Jungkook's calling him.

"Jiminshi I'll come inside."

Jimin didn't care.

While lying on his stomach, Jimin kept sleeping like he was minutes ago, and then he felt a dip next to him on the bed.

"Jiminshi, are you alive?" Jungkook whispered so Jimin gave him a half smile.

"No." He weakly answered so the boss laughed.

"Come on, wake up. I have a meeting in twenty minutes. I need to talk to you." Jungkook tickled Jimin's sides so the older finally squirmed in place.

He didn't wanna turn on his back cause there was always a chance of him sporting a morning boner. Still, the whole 'I need to talk to you' sounded serious and scary.

"I don't know if I'm able to open my eyes. I had so much work to do yesterday, seriously, I thought I was going to die." Jimin talked while slowly getting up into a sitting position, hating all the hair that was all over the place, mostly in his mouth.

"Did I put too much on your 'to do' list?" Jungkook asked with a smirk, so Jimin hit him on his chest. Jungkook just laughed.

"Jerk. Do you know that I almost died. I'm not even joking. I didn't have a proper meal the whole day and my body started shaking. I was about to die and then I ate chocolate so I got better." Jimin explained dramatically so Jungkook put a hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh at the older.

"You're mocking my pain. Nice. I was one step away from dying and this is my 'thank you'. " Jimin pouted with frown, acting to be offended.

"Jiminshi, you just had low sugar in your blood so that's why your body was shaking. That happens to everyone." Jungkook explained, but still, Jimin knew better.

"Well, now I know what would be my cause of death. Low sugar in my blood." He said while trying to comb his hair with his fingers, unsuccessfully.

"I'm sorry to hear that you had a rough day. Today you can rest until noon and then you have three translating jobs and then there's a birthday party from one of our managers, and we're all invited." Jungkook explained Thursday's schedule and Jimin liked everything he had heard so far.

"Nice. Now go away. I'm sleeping till noon." Jimin threw his body back on the bed, having only one thing on his mind at the moment.

"I heard about the TxT incident."

Jungkook addressed the thing Jimin was fearing the most, so he got up and looked at Jungkook with a sad expression.

"I'm sorry.... I..."

"You handled it perfectly well." Jungkook interrupted him so Jimin's eyes filled with tears.

"Seriously, the thing you had pulled was amazing. Bringing a new act while clearing the air for the band that obviously did a shameful thing was just outstanding."

Jimin smiled while feeling his heart calming down finally. Then he looked at his boss, and realized that those are the things Jungkook has to do every day. Making decisions, being there for everyone, cutting people off, making new friends, adjusting everything so that nothing gets in the way... and suddenly he felt sad again.

"Jungkookshi... I hated being you for a day." Jimin whispered while taking Jungkook's hand in his and it's like he almost saw sadness in the younger's eyes.

"It's too much... The pressure is always there... All the time... I couldn't handle it..." Jimin looked down at Jungkook's long fingers that were caressing his palm, distracting him from the pain he was feeling on the inside.

"I know.... Still you did an amazing job, You're gonna get a huge bonus for yesterday's day just so you know."

Jimin's eyes lit up.

"Bonus you say..." He cocked his eyebrow at the younger who smiled again widely.

"Yeah, a big, fat one..." Jungkook teased,so Jimin felt like before again, like the times when they were goofing around like this, when they would tease each other and say things like this all the time.

"Mmmm just the way I like it." Jimin hummed suggestively, and this time Jungkook' gaze shifted into something else. His eyes became dark and Jimin knew there was no turning back from what they had done.

Instinctively he tugged his hand away and got up from the bed, trying to think about anything to do or say, just to avoid Jungkook's dark gaze.

"I'm hungry..."

Of course that's the first thing that came to his mind.

"Why am I even not surprised?" Jungkook got up too, walking towards the door.

"Hey, do you know how little I ate yesterday? I haven't even eaten anything since last night. How crazy is that?" Jimin walked right behind him, seriously considering having that well needed breakfast.

"Jiminshi, people usually eat dinner and then don't eat till the morning. Then they have breakfast. That's how things work." Jungkook explained while looking at Jimin who was already preparing some cereal with milk.

"Who does that? No way. What about midnight snacks? Or a late morning snack? The one you get at three in the morning? Are you saying you don't have those?" Jimin asked with wide eyes, shock written all over his face.

Jungkook just looked at him perplexed.

"No one has those. Except, maybe, you." The younger explained , so Jimin frowned while looking around in confusion.

"People are so boring and dumb I swear." His conclusion to this whole thing.

"I bought you a gift." Jungkook stopped his delusional thoughts so Jimin looked at him with a spoon in the middle of the air.

"Is it food?" Jimin asked while bringing the spoon back into the plate.

"No. " Jungkook said while rolling his eyes.

"Oh..." Jimin whined sadly.

"People usually don't like food as a gift you know... You ate it and then there's nothing to stay with you as a memory." Jungkook explained his point of view to what Jimin just shook his head rapidly.

"My belly would disagree."

After a chuckle, Jungkook looked at Jimin with a frown. "Are they feeding you well at the hotel?"

Jimin nodded.

"Yes. It's just that I had too much work yesterday and I couldn't find time to eat. That's all. Now about that gift..." Jimin changed the subject, being ready to see what his gift was.

"Oh yeah... It's actually something practical. Something you're gonna need tonight." Jungkook talked while going to his room and then he brought a small, purple bag with a tiny ribbon on it.

It looked precious.

Like a gift for princesses.

Just like Jimin had felt for the past few days.

"It's so pretty." Jimin complimented the bag and the bow, feeling so grateful for the cute sigh of attention, and then he peeked inside.

He peeked again, but had no idea what he saw.

"Take it out." Jungkook told him after clearing his throat, his voice had some kind of teasing undertone in it.

With eager hands, Jimin pushed his fingers inside the bag, and then he felt a silky material on his fingertips, a material so familiar, yet unrecognizable.

"What is this?" Jimina asked while pulling the thing out, and after a good look on both sides, his cheeks flushed red.

"It's a one-piece, cut out bathing suit." Jungkook explained so Jimin gulped.

WTF?????????????????

"Oh... It's... um... interesting... Thank you."

Jimin put the small fabric into the bag, not being able to look at it too much.

"It's for tonight." Jungkook announced so Jimin felt the floor opening up and swallowing him whole.

"Why for tonight?" Jimin asked with a shaky voice.

"The party. You know the one I told you about. Well it's at the pool tonight, and since I know you had your period before, and you didn't have a bathing suit back then, I bought you one so that you could come tonight." Jungkook smirked cockily, probably thinking Jimin would admit it all and put an end to his misery, but Jimin did no such thing.

"Sure. I'll wear it." Jimin wasn't a fool. He came so far, he can't back down now...

"You will? Seriously?" Jungkook double checked so Jimin nodded.

"Of course. I'm sure I'll look hot as hell in something like this." He put some fuel over the fire that was burning between them and he loved the feeling, although he was fearing of getting burned...

"Can't wait to see you then." Jungkook smirked and walked away, leaving Jimin who had no idea how to wear a woman's bathing suit over his not so feminine body.

I'm so fucking screwed!