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“JUNGKOOK !”
The said Jungkook, called out, opened one eye still sleepy and grumbled against the one who just yelled his name. He burrowed his head under the pillows to block this piercing voice which had dare to wake him up, him, who was so deep asleep just a few minutes ago.
“JUNGKOOK ! JUNGKOOK !”
This time, footsteps was being heard in the corridor before the door of the bedroom slam open and close. A mass dropped on his bed forcing him to get out of his makeshift shelter to stared at his morning prosecutor, annoyance could be clearly seen on his face.
“ Jimin… You piss me off !”
His head fell back on the sheets, growling once again in annoyance. He wasn’t a morning person. Now, he’s clearly awake and he couldn’t go back to sleep for save his life. Despite his bad morning mood, He wondered why his elder had come to bother him this early. He is naturally curious especially about the latter. With a superhuman effort, He rolled onto his back putting his arm on his face in a melodramatic pose.
“ What do you want ?” Jungkook mumbled.
“Awn Kookie…” Jimin said laying down on the warm body of the younger.
Jungkook frown feeling this new weight on his numb body. He moved back his arm, blinking to adjust his eyes to the brightness of the room. His eyes found the one of the older, his beautiful hazel imploring one. He rolled his eyes, a sweet smile appeared on his lips at the sight before him, more precisely at the other pouty face.
“Jimin you’re impossible…’’ He sighed.
“You’re not annoyed with we anymore ?” The troublemaker asked pouting even more.
It was exactly the problem, how can he be annoyed with him ? He tried with all his will power but He couldn’t resist when he put this face on. The one with his eyes wide open shining from innocence and the pout on his plush lips of his. More often than sometimes he’s getting on his nerve but every time his pseudo-anger died away when he pulled on his cute little face, like a child to whom we said that there are no more cookies at snack time. He was weak, yes, weak but only when it was about him.
“You know very well that I cannot be annoyed with you for long Jiminie !” Jungkook winked with a smile.
Of course he knew, if not why using it on him ? The older beamed at him which makes his heart skip a beat. Those kinds of sincere smiles were only for him, where his lips roll out in a beaming smile dragging along his rounded cheeks up making his eyes disappeared in adorable little crescent. He was more than happy for this gift, only his. Jealous ? Yes, he was. How can you blame him ?
His pretty little nose brushed against his bigger one in an eskimo kiss, then his head found her favorite place in the hollow of his neck. Jimin sighed of satisfaction making him laugh. Instinctively, one of Jungkook hands found her way in the older silky hair and tenderly stroked it, his fingers blending in between his soft blond lock. Meanwhile, his other hand took place in the small of his back, where she belongs.
A relaxing silence remained for a few minutes, cadenced by the soft breath of the two young men. They were in their own little world, a place where nobody outside could reach them, a place just for them.
Suddenly, Jungkook frowned remembering the question which was in his mind since the elder has come in his sanctuary, in another word his bedroom.
“Minnie ? ” He whispered not to break the moment
“Mmh... ” Jimin answered without moving it an inch.
“Why were you yelling this morning ? ” Jungkook asked with a gentle voice.
The blond one moved against him pulling his head up in front of the brown one. A pout appeared on his lips whereas one of his hand draw some unknown patterns on the muscled chest of the man under him.
“Uh… I just wanted a cuddle” Jimin hesitated.
The younger one eyes opened wide from surprise. That’s what it was, just a simple cuddle. A dry chuckle escaped from his lips. Jimin frowned, he didn’t understand why the younger was laughing at him.
“Did I said something funny ? ” He raised his eyebrows.
Jungkook chuckle calmed down and he faced the older one questioning stare. He looked at him for a while shaking his head in amusement, his hand fitted itself on the rounded cheek of his lover, carefully fondling it, leaving some shiver on the soft skin.
“You realise you make all of his performance just for a cuddle ? When I could have cuddle you later once I’m properly awake…” Jungkook answered like it was obvious.
“Yeah I know… but I wanted it to be now ! ” Jimin countered with a mischievous smile.
The dark-haired man sighed trying to hide his amusement. For sure it was his Jimin, there is no doubts.
“ You spoiled kid ! ” He shouted.
Jimin childishly stuck out his tongue.
“ So what ? You love me like that anyway ! ” Jimin said glancing loving at Jungkook pouty face on, again.
The younger one smiled. A wave of love found the way of his heart. Truly, He always succeed even when he was the one making him upset, which happen quite a lot, to bring back his smile and erased with a simple glance his bad mood. All it took was the happiness shining in the eyes of his older for him to be happy.
Jungkook put his arms around Jimin small waist and rolled him over to be on top making Jimin squeaked. He buried his head in his neck breathing the sweet vanilla scent of the blond. The said blond let his fingers softly brushed against the strong back of the young man above him.
“Yes, I love you like that…” He whispered against his neck “Unfortunately… ”
Jimin hit his chest playfully. Despite those words, he knew very well that the younger joked about this, he loved to tease him. Besides, the sweet kiss in his neck reassured him. A warm smile appeared on his lips feeling the other mouth dropped a series of kisses along his neck and his collarbones tickling him.
Suddenly a tilt occurred in the brain of the younger one. Yes, he was long on the uptake but it was only in the morning. He stood up slowly, stopping his first activity, positioning his elbows on both sides of the head of the blonde under him, while one of his hands gripped his chin. He anchored his gaze in his. A slight teasing smile on his lips.
“I didn’t even get my morning kiss yet ! ” He exclaimed acting shocked.
Jimin rolled his eyes, as usual, before a smile spread over his full lips. He tied his arms around his neck.
Jungkook stuck out his tongue in return, then leaned slowly. His breath reverberating on the porcelain face beneath him. It was as if time had stopped for them, as if the world were frozen to witness this moment of happiness. Their breath blended together, their eyes closed automatically, and finally after a moment that seemed like an eternity the lips of the brown rested on the elder one, first in a soft and ephemeral caress then a little more passionately, moving together in a way they alone had the secret.
Jimin's hands plunged into the younger soft hair, giving it a few caresses while a teasing tongue made her way between his half-open lips joining his one. Their tongues played together, rediscovering themselves slowly and gently. A well-known heat settled in the hollow of their bellies and light sighs of well-being crossed the barriers of their saddled lips breaking the silence of the room.
Out of breah, Jungkook separated his lips from his eldest with regret, but kept his lips close to his to leave a myriad of butterfly kisses o it, making him gently laugh.
“I love you Kookie...” Jimin said in between kisses.
The said Kookie raised a happy genuine smile, his heart missed a beat as always. He would never get tired of hearing his simple words and yet so meaningful coming out of the mouth of his blonde. He pressed him more firmly against him, anchoring his eyes in his, giving him by his gaze all the love he felt for him. He didn’t need words to tell him what he felt deep inside and even if he tried or even if wanted to hide it, he couldn’t because his whole being transpired of love for him. All it took was a glance to understand that he was in love and that Jimin already knew it, and understood it very well, since the time they knew each other. He was his first and for sure his last love.
The younger one put a last kiss on his lips in a silent response but filled with love, before burying his head again in her favorite place, between his neck and collarbone and closing his eyes, appeased by the presence of his elder, for whom he would not, for nothing in the world, be separated from.
It was his Jimin, his and only his.
Finally, he wanted to wake up like that every day of his life.