this chapter is fuckin LONG! first person to guess how many words it is gets a shoutout next chapter lmao
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"Sing it for me again."

Jimin lay on the carpeted floor of Jungkook's apartment, his head propped up on his elbow and his eyes focused on the male sat in front of him. Jungkook sat close to him, elbows on his knees and a half drank bottle of beer in his hand. A small breeze blew in from his opened balcony window, tousling his hair as a blush rose on his cheeks.

It hadn't been long until the two of them had escaped the bar together, disappearing from Hyejin's sight and bidding quick goodbyes to their friends before the night enveloped them.

It had been awhile since he last stepped foot in Jungkook's apartment, but it just felt so right to be there.

The lights were low, the only lighting being Jungkook's television screen and a purple hued table lamp. They cast the room in shades of blue and violet, creating a picturesque atmosphere around the two.

"I told you I don't really sing." Jungkook answered sheepishly, taking a swig of the bottle in his hand. He looked so stunning, Jimin couldn't help but think. His hair was still messy from his performance, and the small bit of eyeliner he had been wearing was smudged, but he still looked just absolutely perfect as Jimin stared at him.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you can't." Jimin mused, before blowing a few pieces of hair out of his eyes. "I really like your voice."

Jungkook smiled, setting his drink down on the floor and leaning in closer to Jimin.

"When I'm singing, or just in general?" He asked coyly, his teeth playing with the hoop pierced through his bottom lip. He watched Jimin expectantly, not being able to stop himself before his gaze was wandering elsewhere.

The black button up Jimin had worn to his show was close to slipping off of his shoulder, exposing an expanse of tan skin that his gaze raked across. The jewelry that he wore glinted in the low light, drawing attention to his chest, then his ears, then back to his face again. Jimin's lips were parted as he picked out words to answer, and he wetted them with his tongue before dragging his teeth against the bottom one in thought.

Jungkook had to wonder if he knew just how seductive he look, laid out on his floor like this. He had been spending all of his time and effort trying to get Jimin to believe that he truly liked him, but gosh he just couldn't deny the effortless allurement that radiated off of him.

Especially in moments like this, with the lighting low and his eyes sparkling.

"Just in general." Jimin finally replied, his voice soft as he looked to meet Jungkook's eyes. He couldn't help the shiver down his spine though, when he noticed that his gaze was almost hungry. Jimin couldn't read thoughts, but he knew that Jungkook's mind was probably playing a million different scenarios for him at the moment - all of which definitely explicit.

He wondered if Jungkook knew he could tell, but given the younger male's track record, he probably wanted him to know. Wanted Jimin to feel the tension in the room shift just from something as small as eye contact. "Don't look at me like that." Jimin sighed, his words less an actual protest and more so a way to draw attention to the way Jungkook was basically undressing him with his gaze. His words were soft, riddled with flirtation and a hint of amusement.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow coyly, leaning forwards and setting his beer bottle on the coffee table next to them to be safer. It was like a subtle cue that the situation between them was about to get much more physical.

"Look at you like what?" He asked, feigning innocence. His actions contradicted his words as he moved even closer than they already were, reaching forward and resting his hand on Jimin's waist.

Jimin nibbled his bottom lip, goosebumps raising on his skin upon feeling Jungkook's thumb slip under the fabric of his shirt to smooth against bare skin.

"Don't act coy." Jimin whispered, already feeling his body temperature raise in anticipation. He was just so undeniably attracted to the male in front of him that it was difficult to think properly when they were in such close proximity. The tension between them had grown thick, quickly becoming almost suffocating the closer they got. "You know what you're doing."

Jungkook smirked, moving his body into a lying down position next to Jimin so that they could be face to face.

"And you don't know what you're doing." He countered, his voice low and his hand slowly travelling upwards brushing against the smooth skin of Jimin's side. "You're driving me mad and yet all you're really doing is lying here next to me." He reached forwards with his other hand, moving a few pieces of hair out of Jimin's eyes. "It's so damn hard to keep my hands to myself, when you're around."

Jungkook's hand brushed against the side of his face before he was cupping it, his thumb pressing against Jimin's bottom lip gently. "Sometimes I think you don't really know how gorgeous you actually are."

"You must've seen prettier." Jimin countered softly, looking up at Jungkook through his eyelashes as the heat from the drummer's hand pressed against his face. "What about Hyejin?" He secretly hoped the whispered question would spark something in Jungkook, maybe rile him up a little more than he already was.

He was correct in thinking so.

The grip on his waist tightened, Jimin's breath hitching as he watched Jungkook scan his face in detection of a lie.

"You don't seriously think she's a threat, do you?" He asked, Jimin choosing not to answer and looking to the side with a light shrug. Jungkook furrowed his brows together, cocking his head to the side. "Jimin, she's nothing to me." He assured. "I don't like her, and I honestly doubt she even really likes me. She just likes how I look and the attention I bring."

Jimin sighed softly, his eyes flicking back to look at Jungkook once more.

"I don't know, it's kind of impossible not to like you." He argued, reaching up and placing his hand on top of Jungkook's - which still rested on his cheek. "You're you."

"And you're you." Jungkook chuckled. "You keep saying that, but I'm not some god, you know. There's no need to place me on a pedestal so much higher than you." He rubbed his thumb against Jimin's cheek gently. "You are the prize, in this scenario. I'm just some guy who was lucky enough to catch your eye."

He felt Jimin melt in his hold, adoration in the shorter male's eyes as he stared up at him. He looked speechless, like the words he was hearing were ones he never dreamed could be strung together in regards to him. Jungkook's hand moved to the back of his neck, cradling it. "I don't care who throws themself at me. Be it Hyejin, or some other fan who wants a go at someone in the band. They're not you, and they couldn't be even if they tried."

Jimin took in a quivering breath, his heat thudding against his ribcage as Jungkook's sweet words enveloped his mind. "You are so fucking perfect, Park Jimin. You're all I could ever want and need."

Jimin couldn't take it any longer, with Jungkook showering him with such praise he just wanted all of the space between them to disappear. He leaned forwards just a little bit, but that was all it took for Jungkook to be following his cue. The drummer used the hand on the back of Jimin's neck to pull them together, letting out a soft sigh once their lips finally connected.

Jungkook's lips were so soft and warm as they moved against his, Jimin letting out a small whimper as Jungkook's arm wrapped around his body. He pulled Jimin impossibly closer, tilting his head and deepening the kiss even more.

God, it just felt so good to kiss him again. Jungkook's lips were absolutely addicting, producing soft gasps from Jimin's mouth as he nipped and sucked gently on him. The blue haired male's hands were grasping Jimin like he was afraid he would disappear, his right hair tangled in his hair and his left holding his body and rubbing circles against his back.

Jimin little gasps and whines sounded like music to Jungkook's ears, his tongue licking into Jimin's mouth with burning desire brewing in the pit of his stomach. He just adored everything about him; how his body tensed up from the gentlest of touches, they way he became so pliable and submissive as he melted in Jungkook's arms, how easily he got worked up from just kissing alone.

Jungkook sometimes wondered if he dreamt him up. Jimin like this was like something pulled straight out of a wet dream.

"Jungkook-" Jimin gasped out against his lips, breath hot as his hands fisted in the back of the taller male's shirt. "I want you." He didn't even care if he sounded needy, all embarrassment out the window as he opened his eyes and looked into Jungkook's half-lidded ones. Their noses were pressed against each other as Jungkook's chest heaved, his face already hot to the touch as his body burned with passion.

"Say that again." Jungkook breathed, his words coated in a rasp that had Jimin's stomach flipping. He tried his best not to shy away, holding Jungkook's gaze as he licked his kiss swollen lips.

"I want you." He repeated, his voice just above a whisper. "I need you." Jimin watched as Jungkook's eyes darkened, the grip on his hair tightening just a bit as the words were spoken. "Please."

The plead that he added on at the end must've been the tipping point, because mere seconds after the word was uttered Jungkook was standing up. Jimin didn't even have time to say anything before he was bending down and scooping Jimin up in his arms with a yelp from the shorter male in response.

He knew that Jungkook was fit (the muscles he showed off on stage couldn't just be for show) but something about the way he so effortlessly picked him up hand a tingle going down Jimin's spine. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook, pressing his face into the crook of his neck and breathing in the sweet and musky smell of sweat and cologne.

His eyes were closed, but he knew where Jungkook was taking him. He pressed soft, wet kisses against Jungkook's hot skin, the taller male tensing up as he did so before kicking open the door to his bedroom.

The lights were off, but the curtains open allowed a soft blue glow to envelop the entire room.

Jungkook glided across his bedroom floor towards his bed, gently laying Jimin down once he got to it. Seconds later, he was crawling on top of the shorter male, diving down the suck marks against the soft skin of his neck. Jungkook shuddered as he breathed in Jimin's scent, feeling high off of the other male as he hands slid under Jimin's shirt and squeezed at his waist hard enough to probably leave marks. He was just so addicting. Jungkook had been itching just to touch him again, nothing else and no one else comparing to the feeling that blazed through his body as their body heat mingled together.

"Fuck, Jimin" He breathed, his hands travelling upwards to work on unbuttoning Jimin's black button down. "You don't know how much I've missed you." The words were the complete truth, he had been absolutely itching to feel Jimin's skin beneath his fingertips once more. His body had such a intense desire for the male beneath him that he found it hard to control himself as he left kisses on each new spot of bare skin that was revealed.

Jimin whimpered softly, his body tensing up and quivering as Jungkook's hot lips moved lower and lower - down the expanse of his stomach, over his navel, then stopping to suck marks against his hip bones as fingers hooked under the waistband of his black jeans.

The buckle of his belt was something that Jungkook made quick work of, then unbuttoning his pants and pulling down the zipper all whilst still leaving open mouthed kisses against Jimin's abdomen. His skin was so hot and salty as sweat had already begun beading up on it Jungkook couldn't help but moan softly against Jimin's stomach as he slowly began tugging the black jeans down the raven haired male's legs.

Jimin's hands reached down, tangling themselves in the mess of blue hair atop Jungkook's head while the taller male pulled his pants off completely and tossed them towards the end of the bed. Normally he would've felt so bare. Jungkook was still fully clothed with Jimin lying beneath him in nothing but his underwear. The situation definitely had Jimin taking in a shaky breath, but any nervousness he felt was quickly clouded over when he felt Jungkook's mouth against he clothed erection.

"Ah!" He gasped, a tinge of embarrassment running though his body for just a moment due to his display of sensitivity and neediness. It was clear that the sound only egged Jungkook on even more though as he dragged his fingernails down Jimin's side. The tingling touch had Jimin's back arching off the bed, butterflies in his stomach and his head in the clouds.

Jungkook seemed to already know exactly what places to touch and how to touch them to get the dirtiest moans spilling from Jimin's lips. He was an expert in this field, with a mission as simple as just making Jimin feel as good as he possibly could.

"You're a dream." Jungkook sighed, pulling away for just a moment to undo the the last remaining buttons of the flannel he was wearing. Jimin watched with no shame, chest heaving and nearly drooling as Jungkook stripped the piece of clothing from his body. The soft blue light that emanated from his window cast stark shadows against all of his muscles, his skin flushed pink and glistening with sweat. It was a view that Jimin wished he could stare at forever, his eyes raking over every single aspect of the male on top of him.

Jungkook's muscles rippled as he shrugged the shirt off of his shoulders, joining Jimin's clothes on the floor behind them. His gaze travelled downwards, fingers gripping into Jungkook's sheets as he feasted his eyes on the v-line that disappeared below the black jeans resting low on his hips. God, he just wanted to touch him, feel him, be all over him. "You look eager."

Jungkook's words were teasing as he leaned back down, before slipping his fingers under the waistband of Jimin's underwear and tugging them down. "I love when you look at me like that." Jimin's underwear were quickly stripped off of him, not long before Jungkook's warm hand around his cock had him letting out a strangled gasp. "Looking at me so needy." He continued, slowly moving his hand up and down and watching Jimin fall apart so beautifully beneath him. "Like you can't bear another minute without me touching you."

Jimin's teeth pulled at his bottom lip, trying to silence most of the sounds that were begging to spill out as he rocked his hips into Jungkook's grip. It felt so good. He was squirming against Jungkook's sheets, his body already so overwhelmed by the touches that had barely even started.

Jungkook's free hand came upwards, gripping Jimin's chin and dragging his thumb down Jimin's bottom lip. "Oh, don't hold back gorgeous." Jungkook's voice was low and sultry, not faltering his movements while Jimin bucked his hips towards his hand. "You know I love all the pretty noises you make. Let me hear them."

Jimin whined, opening his eyes and looking at Jungkook through a half-lidded gaze. It wasn't just the way he touched him, it was the filthy, filthy words that Jungkook showered him with - all of which laced desire and making Jimin's head spin.

Jungkook's eyes were swimming with want, his lips parted and his gaze dark as he stared Jimin down.

Jimin couldn't keep eye contact long and he squeezed his eyes shut, another choked out moan ringing into the air as he thrust his hips into Jungkook's hand. He already felt close to the brink, just because of the way Jungkook was touching him and speaking to him with words and hands dripping his seduction. His chest heaved, his abs twitching and tensing with each of Jungkook's movements.

He heard the sound of Jungkook's belt buckle coming undone, then the zipper of his jeans slowly being pulled down. The anticipation had him squirming as his toes curled into the sheets.

"You ready for me to make you feel good?" Jungkook asked softly. He smirked at the whine that left Jimin's lips when he pulled his hand away from his length.

"You already are." Jimin gasped, his voice strained and wobbling. Jungkook chuckled, taking a moment to appreciate the scene beneath him before opening his bedside drawer and pulling out a bottle of lube.

"Oh, you know it gets better than this." He mused. He bit his bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth as his eyes raked across the gorgeous display on the bed below him. "You don't want any more?" He asked playfully, reaching down and running his hand down Jimin's chest. His skin was so hot to the touch, and his muscles tensed up under his gentle fingers. "I'll stop if you want, just make you come like this." His hand travelled lower, soon reaching Jimin's cock again - where he dragged one finger up the length.

Jimin's body jerked at his touch and he let out a shaky breath as he shook his head vehemently. Jungkook laughed softly, moving his hand and rubbing his thumb against Jimin's hipbone. "Use your words."

Jimin's face heated up even more than it already was, the tingling feeling in the pit of his stomach growing stronger and stronger the more Jungkook spoke to him. Everything about him was arousing; his looks, his demeanour, his voice, the words he chose. Jimin was trembling, his body begging for more.

"Please." He breathed. "I want to feel you." He didn't even find himself being embarrassed anymore. He knew Jungkook liked to hear him beg, and he loved the reactions he got from the taller male when he did it.

Sure enough, Jungkook was groaning softly at his words, and the sound of the lube cap popping open could be heard in the otherwise quiet room.

He took his time gently preparing Jimin and slowly working one finger into him, then two, then three - all of which having Jimin gasping and near drooling against Jungkook's sheets as his face twisted in pleasure. He let the filthiest noises slip past his lips, not bothering to even try and stifle them and knowing that Jungkook liked it better that way anyway.

He was trembling, twitching, falling apart beneath the blue haired male. His eyes were screwed shut, his back arching off the bed as his entire body buzzed with pleasure. He couldn't help the whimper that left his lips when Jungkook pulled his fingers away, but it was quickly replaced with a gasp when he felt the taller male's hard length rub against his entrance.

"You ready, baby?" Jungkook leaned forwards, his voice gravelly as he whispered the question into Jimin's ear. Jimin shuddered and nodded, his body taut and his breathing quivering while he waited in a state of anticipation. Jungkook's hands travelled upwards and found a home on Jimin's waist before he lined up his length and slowly pushed in.

"Oh, fuck." Jimin whimpered. His whole body was on fire, short gasps slipping past his lips with each inch that the taller male sunk into him. He accustomed to the stretch once Jungkook had fully bottomed out - shaky and euphoric when the taller male pulled out slowly before diving straight back in.

"Ah, Jimin." Jungkook groaned into the crook of his neck, fingers squeezing the smaller male's waist as he slowly began to thrust into him. He himself couldn't contain the shudder that went down his spine, red hot pleasure searing through his body as his hips bucked forwards. Jimin felt like fucking heaven. Tight heat hugged his cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his entire body with each movement.

His breath was hot against Jimin's neck and his lips dragged against the sweaty skin before his teeth found a place to catch on. He nibbled and sucked at the spot, his hands moving upwards to roam the expanse of Jimin's body. The raven haired male was so pliable beneath him - just taking everything Jungkook was giving him while unrestrained, pleasure filled moans spilled out of his lips.

Jimin's hands, which were previously fisted in the bed sheets, flew up to wrap around Jungkook's shoulders - needing something, anything, to grab onto when the blue haired male picked up the pace. He tilted his head to the side and let out an absolutely delicious moan while his hips rocked back to meet Jungkook's thrusts.

He honestly wasn't sure how long he'd be able to last like this. Jungkook's hands were all over him - gripping, kneading, dragging his nails against wherever they found purchase. That, combined with his hard throbbing length pumping into him at a growing pace, had Jimin clawing at Jungkook's back and his legs quivering.

Jungkook leaned upwards as he hands found a new home on the back of Jimin's thighs. He kneaded the flesh, his hips not faltering as he continued to pound into the male below him. The sight he feasted his eyes on brought him closer to his release, a low moan leaving his lips as he stared down at the display on the sheets beneath him.

Jimin was gasping and whimpering, his head tilted to the side where he occasionally bit into Jungkook's pillow in an attempt to stifle some of the louder noises that left his lips. His skin glistened as sweat beaded up on it and various hickeys dotted the expanse of his neck. His hips were moving in a needy fashion, rolling back to meet each of Jungkook's thrusts while his cock leaked a mess onto his tensed up stomach muscles.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." Jungkook breathed, using his grip on Jimin's thighs as leverage to let him thrust into the smaller male harder, deeper. Jimin's moans were getting louder and louder, mouth dropped open now and letting every unrestricted noise out into the open air. Jungkook just kept snapping his hips against his prostate - shockwaves of pleasure rippling through his body as warmth pooled in his lower stomach. "You take me so well."

The praise had Jimin whining, his teeth gritting as he felt himself come closer and closer to his release. He could barely even think, all of his senses being bombarded with intense feelings all over. He reached up and grabbed at Jungkook's biceps, his fingernails leaving red marks against the taller male's tan skin while he clawed at the muscles.

"Jungkook-" He cried, he brow furrowing and his body quaking. "Jungkook I- fuck!" Jimin could barely get words out between his moans.

"Gonna cum, baby?" Jungkook's voice was strained telling that he was also dangerously close to his release. "Go ahead, let me see it."

Jimin just couldn't hold back anymore, especially with Jungkook's sultry voice egging him on. He let out a strangled cry and his fingers gripped Jungkook's arms before he was spilling against his own chest, gasping and twitching in the taller males hold. His whole body was wracked with white hot pleasure and his toes curled into the sheets whilst Jungkook fucked him through his orgasm.

"Oh god, Jimin." Jungkook moaned, leaning forwards to capture Jimin's lips with his. Jimin's lips were plump and bitten raw, and he shook from sensitivity as Jungkook's tongue mingled with his. They were moaning into each other's mouths as Jungkook chased his own release, Jungkook's hands gripping him tight and holding him close. "Can I cum inside you?" Jungkook pulled mere inches away from Jimin's face, the whispered question making his head spin.

His face flushed pinker than it already was, but he nodded, arousal bubbling in the pit of his stomach. His reply was the last straw, and soon Jungkook's hips were stuttering and fingernails were digging into his hips whilst his orgasm overcame him. He buried himself deep inside Jimin, his head dropping down to Jimin's shoulder as numerous moans left his mouth and were muffled by his skin.

Jimin ran his hands down Jungkook's back, letting out a soft sigh as a shiver ran down his spine. He felt so full, so close to him. He felt so dirty but it was so good that he didn't even care. Hell, he wrapped his legs around Jungkook's waist pulling him in even further as the taller male released into him. Jungkook groaned against Jimin's skin, a shudder wracking his body as his hips finally stilled.

They both just stayed like that for a moment as they attempted to catch their breath, body heat radiating against one another as they lay skin to skin. The room was filled with nothing but the sound of their heavy breathing.

"You're fucking amazing." Jungkook's fatigued voice broke the silence. He raised himself up, slowly pulling out of Jimin and groaning softly. "I'd do that forever if I could." He reached forward and cupped Jimin's face, running his thumb against his bottom lip.

Jimin smiled softly, leaning into Jungkook's hold as his body slowly came down from its high.

"Yeah, and I'd never walk again." He giggled, watching a playful grin spread across Jungkook's face. The taller male shrugged and pinched Jimin's cheek.

"I'd carry you." He smiled, his gaze warm as he pulled away from Jimin and slid off of the bed. Jimin watched through tired eyes as he made his way over to his closet and pulled out a pair of grey sweatpants. He slipped them onto his legs, looking as appetizing as ever as the material hung low on his hips. "You want me to run you a bath?" He asked gently, pushing a few sweat soaked strands of hair out of his eyes.

Jimin's heart flipped at the care that Jungkook's soft words displayed, and he nodded before sitting up and wrapping the comforter around his bare body.

He could get used to this.

"I'd like that."

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a/n:
holy words!! this was a BEAST to edit oh my god
I've got some more stuff drafted so don't worry though! no delays in updating <3

p.s: did anyone get to see the eclipse in America/Canada?? It was one of the coolest things I've ever seen in my life!!

- Charlie :)