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1
Hoseok turned off the music and Jungkook sprawled out on the floor, exhausted.
Comebacks always meant extra work and countless hours of practising to be sure every step is perfect but this one was the hardest one so far. The new choreography was extremely challenging and even Hoseok was having some troubles at first. They were rehearsing for hours now but for Jungkook it felt like a lifetime. He glanced sympathetically at Seokjin who was sitting on the floor near him and still panting. Jungkook got up with a groan, feeling the burn in his muscles and started to get ready to go home.
He was zipping up his coat when suddenly a familiar weight slumped against his back. A pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders and Jungkook turned his head to see Jimin, his chin rested on maknae's shoulder.
"Jungkookie," Jimin innocently looked up at him. "I'm exhausted. Carry me?"
Jungkook sighed but bent his knees to give Jimin easier access to hop on his back. He cheered and jumped, wrapping his arms around Jungkook's neck and lightly pecking his cheek. Jungkook smiled and left the practice room, Jimin happily humming in his ear. He was just as tired as Jimin and his muscles weren't too pleased about extra work after the dancing which was tiring enough, but there was no way he could ever say no to his mochi. Seeing his bright smile and how happy he was made Jungkook forget about the practice and gain enough strength to carry him all the way home.
2
They were in Japan. But this time, just the two of them. No schedules, no interviews, no concerts, just Jimin and Jungkook enjoying their free time to the fullest. After putting the luggage in their hotel room, they went out exploring Tokyo. It had been a long day, full of laughs and new experiences, and now the sun was setting and they were going back to hotel. They had visited countless shops and Jungkook's hands were full of bags with new clothes, snacks, accessories and other stuff. His camera was dangling around his neck, already full of footage mostly of Jimin. They were both tired of walking around and now slowed down the pace, wanting nothing more than fall in bed and cuddle. Finally, they entered the hotel and Jungkook let out a satisfied sigh, leaning against the elevator wall.
Jungkook entered their room, Jimin following him, and let out a satisfied groan, dropping the bags and stretching his arms. Jimin took off his jacket and shoes and hugged Jungkook from behind.
"Finally." he mumbled, one cheek squished against Jungkook's warm back. Jungkook hummed and turned around, pulling Jimin close and catching his lips in a kiss. They stayed like that for few moments before Jungkook suddenly bent down, slipped his arm under Jimin's knees and picked him up, making him gasp at the sudden movement. He carried him bridal style to bed and carefully put him down, joining his lover a moment later.
"What was that for?" Jimin laughed, undressing and carelessly throwing his clothes on the floor, Jungkook doing the same. Jungkook just shrugged and lied down, pulling covers over them and beckoning Jimin to come next to him. He quickly snuggled up close and pressed his nose in Jungkook's chest, letting out a long yawn.
"Thank you, Kookie." he murmured. Jungkook wrapped his arms around him and kissed his forehead.
"For what?"
"This trip. Today. Everything."
Jungkook tightened his arms around him and closed his eyes, smiling and feeling Jimin smile against his chest too. They were silent for few minutes and Jungkook was slowly falling asleep when Jimin spoke again.
"I love you, Kookie." he mumbled quietly.
Jungkook pulled away a bit to lower his head and give Jimin another kiss.
"I love you too, Jiminie."
3
"Jungkookie..."
Jungkook looked up from his phone, lying in Jimin's bed and gasped at the sight of Jimin in the doorway. He was wearing nothing but one of Jungkook's huge white shirts, this one just barely covering his ass and staring at him with sultry look. He came closer to the bed, Jungkook still just gaping at him without saying anything.
"Did-did you visit my room?" he stuttered. Jimin chuckled and crossed his arms on his chest.
"Don't pretend you don't like me wearing your clothes, we got past that ages ago." he crawled on top of Jungkook who instinctively held him by his waist and started to kiss his neck.
"Wa-wait, Jimin, what about hyungs?" he stammered, worried that someone could walk in and seeing them like this. The members all knew about them, of course, but Jungkook was no exhibitionist and Jimin's naked ass was something he wanted to keep hidden from others.
"Hyungs are out for lunch," Jimin murmured, pressing his forehead against Jungkook's and gazing in his eyes with the same dark look. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, discarding them somewhere on the floor. "Now can you pay attention to me please, we haven't had alone time in ages."
That was true so Jungkook didn't waste more time and dived in for a heated kiss, pulling Jimin fully against him and grinding their hips together. For a while they just made out, letting out little moans and grunts, their tongues dancing together when Jimin broke the kiss and pulled away, their noses almost touching.
"Jungkook," he breathed, "Can you... can you fuck me against the wall?"
Jungkook groaned and sat up, Jimin immediately locking his legs behind his back, continuing the kissing. He grabbed Jimin's thighs and stood up, stumbling to the nearest wall and pushing Jimin against it.
Hopefully the hyungs will be out for a while.
4
Jimin was lying in his bed, yawning and watching Jungkook dress up. He should be doing the same, as they had practice today but he couldn't leave the bed just yet, it was too warm and comfortable.
"Hyung, you need to get up too or we won't have much time for breakfast." Jungkook said, turning around and seeing Jimin still in the bed, not moving a muscle.
"But I'm sleepy," he whined. "Can I just grab some snack on the way to the practice and-"
"Jimin, no. Get up or else I'll drag you out of the bed."
Jimin pouted but Jungkook turned away, not risking to fall for his boyfriend's puppy eyes.
"Fine." he grumpily said but then his attempt to sit up was interrupted with a shot of pain in his lower back and he groaned, falling back down. Jungkook looked at him in confusion and Jimin's pout got bigger.
"Kookie I'm so sore..." he whined, frowning at Jungkook who let out a short laugh.
"And whose fault is that?" he smirked, internally cooing at Jimin's expression. He knew Jimin wasn't actually mad, that's why he looked so cute. If Jimin was angry for real, he would've been slowly backing away already.
"Yours, you brat! Isn't that obvious?"
"Well, if I remember correctly it was you who started it, even reasurring me you won't have any problems on practice today..." Jungkook snickered, his grin getting wider as Jimin's frown got deeper.
Shut up and better bring me breakfast because you're at fault too and I ain't getting out of here for as long as possible." Jimin replied, about to get back under covers when Jungkook stopped him.
"No no Minnie, you are coming with me." he laughed but instead of pulling Jimin out of the bed, he wrapped him in the blanket, making him look like a big warm cocoon. Said cocoon gave him a questioning stare to which Jungkook just replied with a wide smile.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Taking you with me, obviously," Jungkook said before tightening the blanket around him and picking him up with a small huff. Jimin gasped but the pout disappeared, replacing it with a fond smile.
"You know this would've been easier for you to carry me without the blanket, right?" Jimin asked, giggling as Jungkook had some troubles opening the door with Jimin in his arms, wrapped in the thick blanket.
"Yeah, but then you'd be cold," Jungkook replied and Jimin beamed at how caring his boyfriend was. He tried to hug him but then realised he was unable to move his arms due to the warm cocoon around him. He pouted at that but opted to just rest his head against Jungkook's shoulder as he carried him to the kitchen.
As usual, other members were already eating and didn't pay attention to them at all. Jungkook and Jimin being 'disgustingly cute and lovey dovey' was something they had grown accustomed to for a long time already and Jungkook loved to carry his small hyung around so it was nothing new. Jungkook put Jimin on the chair, telling him to not move so the blanket doesn't fall off, and rushed to get them some food. He was back in a minute with a bowl of cereal and two sandwiches. He sat down and put Jimin in his lap, feeding him and taking a few bites himself.
"Namjoon hyung," after a while he spoke, "Can we skip the practice today? We know the choreography well already and Jimin... is not feeling well."
Namjoon gave them both a questioning stare.
"Is he sick? Please don't tell me he has a fever, we don't have time for that," he said, looking at Jimin who just blushed and tried to hide his face in the blanket.
"No no, nothing like that. I promise he's gonna be okay tomorrow."
"I can speak for myself!" Jimin interrupted them but they didn't pay attention. He pouted.
"Fine, but why you have to stay too? We all could use your help so Hoseok doesn't have to deal with us alone," Namjoon chuckled at Jungkook who was now pouting as well.
"Well who's gonna take care of Jimin hyung then? He can't move around much so I have to stay and help him, as well as keep him company." Jungkook replied and Jimin smiled at him.
"Fine, fine, wait..." Namjoon eyed them suspiciously. "Can't move around much? Did you guys really went overboard with.... you know what when you knew we'll have dance practice today?"
"At least I didn't hear anything," Hoseok murmured and Jin laughed, patting him on the back.
Jimin disappeared in his blanket cocoon as much as possible, feeling his cheeks heat up. Jungkook nervously laughed and stood up, readjusting Jimin in his arms.
"Ha-ha, okay thanks for breakfast we're gonna go now!" he exclaimed and ran back to Jimin's room as fast as he could with Jimin in his arms.
"Jeon Jungkook, you brat, you know you can't do this shit before something important, where was your head?" Namjoon yelled after him but without anger. Thankfully they had few days before having any actual performances so Jungkook's and Jimin's absence today won't do any harm.
"Hey, it was Jimin's idea!!" an offended voice followed by a cheerful laugh sounded out from Jimin's room. Namjoon just smiled and shook his head.
"Okay guys, let's go and leave the lovebirds alone."
5
Jungkook yawned and blinked several times, trying to shoo the sleep away. Just one more level and he'll go to sleep.
Taehyung had bought a new game and of course, Jungkook had gotten way too interested in it and now spent most of his free time playing it. They had a free day tomorrow so he could play it for as long as he wanted. Jimin had come looking for him around midnight, pleading him to come sleep but Jungkook "needed to finish a really important level, sorry Jiminie" and he just stayed with Jungkook instead, sitting in his lap, facing him and waiting for his lover to stop playing. Of course, that didn't happent as fast as Jimin had hoped and eventually he fell asleep like that, legs dangling out of the chair, his forehead resting against Jungkook's shoulder and one arm loosely hanging around his shoulder. That didn't bother Jungkook at all so he kept playing, barely even noticing when Jimin fell asleep.
But now he was getting tired as well, eyelids feeling heavy and his body aching to fall into a soft, warm bed. He turned off computer and yawned.
Now the only task left was to get up with Jimin still sleeping in his lap.
Jungkook winced, his legs tired of supporting Jimin's weight for hours and hoisted him up, slowly standing up and trying to get out of the room without bumping into anything. The only source of light had been the computer but now it was turned off so Jungkook had to be extra careful. Jimin was still asleep, unbothered by Jungkook's moving and only woke up when Jungkook lowered him down on his bed.
"Kookie..." he mumbled sleepily, wincing at the light Jungkook had turned on and making grabby hands at him. Jungkook quickly got rid of his clothes and climbed next to Jimin, turning off the light.
By the time he had gotten warm and comfortable, Jimin was already asleep.
+1
"My small hyungie."
"Jungkook, stop."
"My tiny, tiny, tiny hyung."
They were spending the day looking at the pictures fansites had taken from their recent concert and one of those pictures had captured Jimin and Jungkook from an angle that made Jimin look even shorter than he actually is which had lead to Jungkook's usual teasing, like always.
"I am not short, it's just a few centimeters!" Jimin snapped and reached out to punch Jungkook's side but he was faster, getting up from the couch and taking a few steps back, still laughing.
"My tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiny Jiminnie..."
Jimin huffed and stood up as well, giving Jungkook the Deadliest Glare Ever.
"Oh you're gonna regret this," he mumbled under his breath and suddenly bolted to Jungkook's direction. Jungkook didn't expect it so he didn't even have time to move when Jimin hoisted him up and threw him over his shoulder, like Jungkook had done many times, with all his strength. Jungkook yelped and gripped Jimin's waist, letting out a breathy laugh. Jimin held him tight and then started to spin around with Jungkook in his arms.
"Tiny, huh? Could a tiny hyung like me pick up a muscle pig like you?"
"Jimin, Jimin, sto-op!" Jungkook half laughed, half yelled, getting a little dizzy from the spinning but Jimin didn't slow down.
"Say I'm not tiny and I'll bring you down."
"Not tiny! Not tiny-haHA STOP - Jimin hyung is a big strong man!"
Jimin let him down at that, panting. Jungkook staggered a bit, legs slightly wobbly from all the spinning and then looked at Jimin with a wide grin.
"Just kidding, for me you're always gonna be my small cute hyung." he laughed as Jimin pouted and lightly punched him in the chest.
"Aw, don't be mad Jiminie," Jungkook cooed, pulling him closer. "You're the perfect size, right fitting in my arms."
Jimin blushed and hid his face in Jungkook's neck. "Yah, why you have to be such a sap?"
"I'm just stating facts," Jungkook laughed and Jimin looked up at him.
"Fine," he said, pecking his lips. "Carry me to the bed, then."