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“That was the second this week huh?” Namjoon had asked him over lunch that day.
“I don’t know what youre talking about hyung..” Jungkook looked away with a spoon on his mouth and slightly pouting.
He said he didn’t know, but he damn well knows what Namjoon meant. It was the second guy that he had threatened that week. He just clenched his fist thinking about the way they had looked at his Jimin. They laughed and pointed at him, telling their friends lewd comments about his hyung. They thought no one heard, but he did. It took him a lot of strength not to punch those guys right in the face, so he waited it out, cornered them behind one of the buildings where no one usually passed by
Jimin has been the apple of his eye for over a year now. It was his first year in college when he had met Jimin, and Jimin was a third year then. Now, a year after, he was head over heels for the guy.
It wasn’t love at first sight, but the process of falling in love with him had been fast and hard and still continues until now.
Jimin had worn a black long sleeved shirt that day, and the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbow, with a pair of black leather pants that hugged his legs, he looked simply stunning. But as much as he looked good it wasn’t Jimins clothes that had caught his attention, no, it was the tattoos that had covered his arms and neck that had caught his eye.
The tattoos were simple and small, but there were a lot. From a distance it looked like a simple line tattoo on his inner arm, but with a closer look, and yes he did walk closer just to look, the tattoo was of cursive words, that he still couldn’t read from the distance. He also has a tattoo on his other arm, a much bigger one, with an intricate design half hidden on his sleeves. There was one on his wrist and some on his neck going up to the back of his ear. That day, he had associated jimin with the word sinful.
The next time he saw Jimin they were in the library, and he almost dropped the few books that he’d been carrying when he saw him. Jimin was sitting in one of the tables with who he had assumed was a classmate, he was laughing, and not just a simple laugh, it was a hearty laugh with him throwing his body forward while doing so.
He was wearing a pastel pink sweater that was a bit too big for him. It was swallowing his whole body and hiding the tattoos that he knew existed underneath. He still could see his fingers while he was waving them up in the air, talking animatedly with his friend. Sweater paws, the guy had sweater paws.
If sinful was what he used to describe him last time, now it would have to be adorable. He was confused and amused at the same time at how this adorable being was the same guy who he had labelled sinful just a few days back. Jimin had piqued his interest.
He was snapped back to the present when the seat beside him skidded as Seokjin pulled it away and sat. “Why does he look that way?” looking at Namjoon while pointing at him.
“Cause there were two more this week.” Namjoon answers.
Seokjin laughs at him, and pats his back, and its not even the soft pat, it was the one you do with your closest friends, the one that stings. “Hyung.” He whines as he moves away from the older. “Cant help it kook. Youre just so funny, cause you keep on threatening all these guys away when you yourself can’t even talk to Jimin.” Seokjin says a little too loud.
“Shhh. Jin hyung, please, keep your voice down.” Jungkook hisses at him.
“It not like your obsession with Jimin is a secret Kook, I even think the whole school knows about it by now.” Namjoon says
“Except for Jimin!” both his hyungs started to laugh hard which made him bury his face in his arms to hide his reddened face.
He doesn’t know if Jimin was just ignoring it or just plain dense, cause even though he doesn’t say it directly, almost everyone in school knows about his fondness for his senior. He never had the chance to talk to him yet, but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t tried. Almost every time he tries to talk to him, he would be pulled away by one glaring Taehyung. This confused and angered him. He doesn’t even know why Taehyung, which was Jimins “bestfriend” by the way, seemed angry at him.
The first time he tried to talk with Jimin was at the canteen. Jimin was already eating when he got there, and he was sitting with Taehyung, as always. He looked at the other tables, sure there are a few seats available, he thought, but this was an opportunity for him. So he walks up to Jimins table and sat at one end, a good two meters away from him. His heart had started to beat rapidly by this time, and he started asking himself where he got the courage to do such a thing. He wanted to say something but his mind couldn’t come up with anything. He was about to say something when another guy appears and sits beside Jimin, nudging him to move.
The guy started talking, but he didn’t care enough to listen. His mind just blanked out when Jimin had moved a little bit closer to him. With their arms just a few inches apart, he could practically feel the heat radiating from Jimin. He was too immersed in his thoughts, then he noticed the guy had wrapped his arms around Jimins neck while playfully pinching his cheeks.
He had so many thoughts and emotions running on his mind that time. Who is he? Are you close? No, he cant just pinch your mochi cheeks like that. His arm is in the wrong place. His face is too close to yours. Why am I even affected by this?
He hadn’t noticed that he was holding the spoon a little too hard and that he was holding his breath because he feels like if he breaths, he was going to say something bad to the guy.
For the next three days after the canteen incident, he had seen the guy latching himself unto Jimin, and it was irritating him. He was always in a bad mood those days, and even Namjoon had asked him about it.
He decided that it was enough when he saw the guy, which he learns was called Jackson and no he had not been stalking the guy, was trying to land himself a kiss on Jimins cheek. It was just a playful gesture but for him it was the start of a realization that he was a jealous and possessive guy.
The next day Jackson was avoiding Jimin and rumours about Jungkook was spreading like wildfire.