"This... this is yours?" Jimin asked when Jungkook pushed his sketchbook into te boy's unexpecting hands.

The two men had descended to the thirdclass departement so that Jungkook could retrieve his work and now sat on the lower bunk of his bed.

It was a little akward in the tiny room, but thankfully Taehyung and the other two men he shared the cabin with weren't present.

Jimin didn't seem to pay any mind to how small Jungkook's cabin was and opened his sketchbook right away.

Jungkook guessed that maybe he should have given Jimin a warning before showing him the drawings, since the man's eyes immediatly widened as if he'd seen something horrible.

"Oh... wow..."

Jimin sucked in his lips as his eyes glided along the paper. "You... this is..."

"Speechless?" Jungkook asked, amused at how baffled Jimin looked.

"A little..." Jimin said, gulping at the explicit drawings littered over the pages of Jungkook's sketchbooks.

Breasts, torso's, naked body's, faces of women with many different expressions and sometimes with quotes or poems written next to them.

Jimin wasn't sure what to say or feel. He'd never expected this from the creative young man, but maybe he should've.

"W-why?" Jimin found himself asking, even though he realised that might've come out wrong.

Jungkook chuckled like an excited child. "When I travel I like to draw people that I meet. People that intrigue me. See this... this was in Italy... Spain... France..."

Jungkook pointed to the different women on the pages. "It fascinates me..."

Jimin nodded and kept flipping through the pages as if he was searching for something. "Right..." he said, biting his lips subcontiously as he grew a little nervous.

Jungkook glanced at Jimin's serious expression and smiled. "Trying to find a man among them?"

Jimin's head shot up as his eyes blew wide. "What? N-no why would I-"

Jungkook smirkes smugly, licking his lips before beginning to explain.

"It's hard to find men who would want to pose nude. And honestly, I've never found one who I would even want to draw. I love drawing gentle subjects, bringing out a sense of innoncence even in a risque pose. Some of these women were whores or single wives with children. Widows, homeless, lives ruined without anyone knowing or blinking an eye. But once I draw them, something shifts in their faces. Like it's been so long since someone has looked at them and appreciated what they saw. It made them feel like they didn't have to be perfect for their beauty to be appreciated. "

Jimin stared at Jungkook as the young man spoke, finding himself getting drawn in by the passion sparking in his eyes.

"I saw a longing for that in your eyes too you know..." Jungkook said softly, taking Jimin's hand from the book and capturing it in his own.

Jimin's lips broke apart indignantly before he slowly took his hand back. "So... I'm just like these women? Someone that fascinated you? Someone desperate for attention?"

Jimin closed Jungkook's book and placed it on the bed as if he never wanted to look at it again.

Jungkook's face fell as if he'd caught a bad stomache ache. "What? What are you saying my flower?"

"Don't call me that," Jimin said sternly, facing away from Jungkook trying to hide the pain he suddenly felt.

Jungkook shook his head, missing the part where he disrespected Jimin in any way. "I... I think I'm not explaining myself correctly..."

Jimin huffed, crossing his arms over each other trying to sooth himself.

"Look, Jimin, you are not the same as those women I've drawn. I've never felt anything for any of them... it was just to practice my hobby and maybe put some smiles on their faces as well."

Jungkook's fingertips were iching with the need to make Jimin look at him again.

"With you... everything about you makes me feel... I can't even explain it..."

Jungkook sighed as he tried to accurately describe the things Jimin did to him.

"The first moment I saw you, it felt like my life had met it's purpose."

Jungkook smiled, "yeah... it felt like all I'd ever need in my life stood right in front of me. A smile that would give me hope, a fire that would keep me strong, a mind that made me fall in love for the first time in my life. "

Jimin hesitedly turned back to Jungkook, his eyes a little red but not dripping tears yet.

"My attraction to you goes further than just your body Jimin..." Jungkook said with a heavy voice, nearing Jimin's face until the men were breathing the same air.

"I adore each and every part of you... the way you snap at me when you're mad, the the way you insecurely bite your pretty lips when you're nervous, your ambition to do something meaningful with your life."

The two men let their noses touch as Jungkook gazed into Jimin's eyes with more desire that he'd ever done before.

"I'd do anything for you Park Jimin," Jungkook whispered, finding himself completely lost to the man before him without standing a chance of fighting.

Jimin looked like a scared child, his puffy eyes darting across Jungkook's face in fear of what was to come next.

What he wanted made him absolutely terrified, but that didn't stop him from letting his desires cloud his mind.

Slowly but surely Jimin started closing the small distance between him and the boy to gift him a soft and gentle kiss that lasted for only a second.

Jimin exhaled a shaky breath as he pulled back, looking at Jungkook with puppy eyes in the hope that the man wouldn't hate him for what he'd done.

Jungkook looked so serious it made Jimin petrified, but he didn't move away.

"Jimin..." he said, his brows furrowing and eyes squinting in a way that made Jimin want to disappear.

"Are you sure about this?"

Jimin gulped feeling like his heart was about to explode in his chest.

"I've never been this sure about anything..." he said softly, shyly lowering his head.

Jimin felt Jungkook place his finger on his chin to lift his face up again, and before Jimin could realise it, Jungkook captured his lips with his own in a way no one had ever done to him before.

Jungkook moaned as he let his tounge slide past Jimin's teeth and into his warm mouth, sensually letting their lips fight for dominance as their pent-up need for each other finally reached it's limit.

Their heavy breaths laced with immature lust traveled through the small room as Jimin pushed Jungkook's back against the bed.

Jungkook smirked into their kiss at the fire that sometimes surprised him from Jimin but turned them around quickly to place himself on top.

He didn't allow Jimin to resist before diving back down and attacking the boy's mouth again, sucking, licking and biting on his lips as if he wanted to eat them.

Jungkook felt Jimin's bulge underneath him grow and purposely grinded down on him, relishing in the chocked moan that escaped Jimin's throat as he did so.

When Jungkook leaned away to let them breath he smiled at the wrecked man underneath him, panting with pink parted lips that wanted more.

"Jungkook..." Jimin said breathlessly, seductively gazing at Jungkook in a way the younger boy had never seen the man do before.

"I want you to draw me like one of your french girls."

Jungkook's breath hitched, part of him wondering if he'd heard his flower correctly.

"You... you want to pose... naked?"

Jimin formed his lips into a pout, his eyes going from sultry to innocent within the snap of a finger.

"You don't want to draw me? You only like drawing your girls?"

Jungkook's eyes widened. "N-no ofcourse not I'd love to- I-I- love you..."

Jungkook chuckled at his own weird stuttering and cupped Jimin's face in his hands.

"But I don't think it's a good idea to do it here... anyone could come in at anytime..."

Jimin grinned, "I wasn't planning on doing it here... I know a better place."