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It was six in the morning and Jungkook didn't want to wake up. The reason was simple. He wasn't here anymore. Reaching the side of his king sized bed with his hand, he felt nothing but cold sheets again. It wasn't the first time this happened, and Jungkook doubted it was the last. Jimin was never by his side when he woke up. After sex or not, the older was always gone before Jungkook could admire the beauty of the man he was deeply in love with.
He was well-aware of his feelings for his hyung by now. He had all the time in the world to think, again and again, about what was bothering him when Jimin was near him or far away. The conclusion was obvious. And he was sure that he was the only one who didn't know he had fallen for the dark haired boy. The only one excepted Jimin himself. And well... that wasn't the worst part. Being part of one of the most famous band in world had its benefits, but also disadvantages. The boys were young and they never had the chance to date anyone for most of them. Sure, they could if they really wanted to but... Their schedule was full, and music was the only thing that seems to keep their attention. They were professionals. They had no interest in dating anyone. Well.. for at least five of them.
Realizing his feelings for Jimin was probably the hardest thing Jungkook had to deal with. And something was scaring the poor boy more than anything else. What if he had to choose between his career and Jimin? BTS was his friends, his family he grew up with. A place where he could express himself. But Jimin? Jimin was his everything. If you asked him, Jungkook would say that Jimin was the love of his life. He just never had the nerves to confess yet. And Jimin was not helping him at all.
After four years of endless rehearsals and dance practices, the two boys found out that they were more than okay with the closeness they had build over the years. If you wanted to find Jimin, you could just ask Jungkook. If Jungkook was nowhere to be found, he certainly was with Jimin. So that leads with some teasing from their band-mates.
Needless to say, they ended up flirting more than necessary, leaving flushed cheeks on each other. They both even teased each other on stage, in front of hundreds of ARMYS. They knew. They knew they had to stop this little game. But it was already too late. Flirting even more, on stage and back stage leads them hugging whenever they wanted, joking together while doing the laundry. They could not be separated. Not anymore. And well... One night, they went beyond the limits of friendship. They simply couldn't hold back anymore. The two men were on Jungkook's bed, contemplating each other. The darkness of the room was not a problem at that time. They just wanted to feel each other. They needed each other. So the youngest took the first step, licked his lips before diving slowly, finally meeting Jimin's juicy lips. The kiss was short, but full of desire. After that night, they met in Jungkook's room every time they felt like doing it. But each time, they did it in complete darkness, and Jimin was gone before the sunrise. Today was no exception.
The young male finally got up, dressing up before leaving his room. Walking through the hallway, he made it to the kitchen where his hyungs were already eating their breakfast.
“ Hey Jungkook-ah, you look like you just saw a ghost.” Yoongi's voice reached Jungkook quite slowly, inciting the older to look at Jungkook with questioning eyes. Of course he looked like a zombie right now. The man of his dream just slept again with him last night, and acted like nothing happened. They never really talked about all that. The emotions they were feeling for each other. They just played around, did what they wanted to do, and that was it. Jungkook was tired of it. He wanted to talk to Jimin. Wanted to know if he could put a label on their relation. So yeah, he couldn't be a ball of sunshine when his was perhaps playing with his heart.
“ It's nothing, hyung. Just had a hard time to fall asleep.” He lied. He couldn't just say he fucked Jimin so good all night long and didn't found him when he woke up this morning. He didn't know if anybody in the house knew about him and Jimin. He hoped that wasn't the case. They were all more or less flirting with each other after all. It could be hard to say if any of the boys were actually flirting in a love kind of way, or just to joke around.
“ Come and sit down, Kook-ah, we were going to talk about next week schedule. You're just in time.” The younger nodded and took place beside Taehyung. The group talk for more or less two hours, being meticulous as always on what they had to do each day.
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“ Jungkook-ah, can we talk for a minute ?” Heosok almost whispered, taking the younger by the wrist and leading him in his room.
“ What is it Hyung?”
“ I should say that. What was this weird tension earlier ? I mean, I’m certainly not the only one who noticed what was happening between you and Jimin. So can you explain ?” The older said, his voice neutral but slightly curious.
“ I don’t know what you are talking about, hyung. There’s nothing to explain.” Jungkook defends himself, panicking a bit. He couldn't tell his hyung that he was in love with Jimin, let alone tell him that they made love the night before, and hi was just worries about what could possibly feels Jimin about him. “ I..I just wanted to talk to Jimin hyung about an idea I came up with last night.”
“ Okay, but then don’t look at each other like you just killed someone, and concentrate on the meeting. Roger ?”
“ Roger, I’m sorry hyung.” The younger said, and his hyung winked at him, comforting the latter.
With their busy schedules, the day went by and it was already the time to go home. They ate pizzas, enjoying the pleasant mood and the calm atmosphere. At almost 1.am, they all decided that it was time to go to bed and sleep their tiredness away. Well, everyone but Jungkook. The young man opted for a late night beer on the balcony. So he sat down, beer already open in his left hand and looked up, admiring how beautiful the sky could be. The stars were shining bright, and the full moon was prettier than ever. Only one thing was missing. Or one person.
“ You’ll catch a cold here, Jungkookie.” A soft voice echoed in the dark, and all Jungkook could feel was a blanket on his head. He removed the soft but warm textile from his head, placing it on his body instead before thanking Jimin. “ Why aren’t you in bed, it’s late”.
“ I needed to think a little. Why are you up too?” The younger one said softly. He needed to think about what happened to him, what he wanted to do or not, but above all, he needed to think about the relationship he had with the cute boy now sitting beside him.
“ I also needed to think.” The dark haired boy confessed, his head a little bit down.
“ Here hyung, you might catch a cold too.” Jungkook lifted up the warm blanket before getting closer to Jimin to cover him up as well. The older turned red almost immediately, but rested his head on Jungkook shoulder. His heart was biting fast, but he couldn’t care less.
Of course Jimin was hopelessly in love with Jungkook. He was the first to make a move a stick around the younger all day long. It was love at first sight. And he knew how hard it would be to love someone you can never reach. He wanted what he couldn’t have, and prayed every night to make his heart hurt less. But anything he was more and more in love with the young man. So he tried, again and again, to pent up his emotions, his feelings. He really tried. Until the day they were too close to ignore each other anymore. And he loved it.
He loved the way they undressed each other, the tension building up. He loved Jungkook hands on his skin, touching him as if he was some porcelain doll. He loved the way he was talking to him, whispering sweet nothings in his ears. He loved how careful Jungkook was with him, always asking if it wasn’t too much. It wasn’t. In fact, it wasn’t enough. He wanted more. Always. But then, in the morning, his insecurities would take the best of him, and made him leave without a word. After all, they never discussed what they were doing. Were they boyfriends? Friends with benefits? Were they just hooking up, playing around? Were they feelings involved ? Jimin didn’t. And it was eating him alive.
“ Jimin hyung, we.. we need to talk…” Jungkook whispered, not so sure if the older heard him.
“ Yeah… I know…” Jimin was scared. Afraid of what Jungkook could tell him next. They indeed needed to talk. But Jimin didn’t want to hear that it was just for fun. Just a game because they couldn’t date. Jimin didn’t want to be a second option for the younger. He didn’t want to hear that Jungkook didn’t love him back.
“ I am sorry Jungkook… This is all my fault…” He said, his eyes already tearing up. “ But… But I…”
“ Jimin, hey, breath. What are you saying…?” Jungkook turned his head to look at Jimin, confused by the sudden tears falling down the older cheeks. “ Hyung?” It took only a sob from Jimin for Jungkook to turn him his way and pull him into his arms, hugging him tightly against his chest.
“ What are you thinking, hyung…?”
“ I can’t…” He tried, his voice not strong enough to make more sound. He was really breaking down into Jungkook arms, but he didn’t care anymore. He just wanted to be in the younger arms forever. “ Can I tell you something hyung ?” No response. “ I am scared.” He started, not so confident in his voice. “ I am scared because you, Park Jimin, are what I always dreamed of. I am sorry for how I acted with you the first few years. But I want you to know that… that I have always watched you, hyung.” He closed his eyes, tightening his grip on the older. “ I knew I was different, but I wasn’t sure about you, and to be honest, I was just an awkward kid.” He chuckled. “ But that night… That night, I was so happy. Because I could hold you, touch you, kiss you. You were mine. Finally. I don’t regret anything we did, and I’m hoping it’s the same for you.” Jungkook muttered, his breath itching.
“ Of course I don’t. I… Dreamed of that night so many times…”
“ Really?”
“ Y-yeah” Jimin stuttered and Jungkook wasn’t afraid anymore.
“ Me too…” He said softly, not feeling more tears running down his wet t-shirt. “ I… I loved what we did, Min. But not only that. I love talking with you, make you laugh, tickling you, spending time with you, singing with you, dancing with you, cuddling with you, kissing you… I could go on but… I just wanted to say that I… I love you Min. I really love you.” This was too much, and tears rolled down Jungkook cheeks.
“ Jungkook…” Jimin lifted his head up, and just took the younger head between his hand and kissed him softly. “ What do I say now? You already everything I wanted to say.. That’s not fair Jungkookie.” He smiled.
“ Then just kiss me again, and never stop.” And Jimin did as he was told. They kissed under the shining moon for what felt like ages, tasting each other lips, each other mouth. Their tongue met, warming their body even more than it was under the blanket. “ We should go in our bed, Min…”
“ OUR bed…?”
“ Well, sex or not, we share my bed way too often for it not to be yours too. So yeah, our bed.”
“ Valid point.” Jimin said, getting up and taking Jungkook’s hand to lead them into their bedroom. They sneaked in the corridor, as silent as they could be, finally reaching their goal. They entered the room, locking the door behind them before jumping on each other for another make out session. “ Wait, wait… Min, are we, like.. boyfriends…?”
“ I mean… I would really like the idea of calling you my boyfriend. It sounds so..”
“ Right?”
“ Yeah, It sounds right.”
“ Boyfriend it is! Now come here…” They kissed again, getting slowly ride off their clothes, finally reaching the bed. They took all the time in the world, as if it was their first time. They felt warmth and softness, skin against skin. They felt love. Because now they knew. They knew they were meat for each other.
Jimin reached out for the lube used the night before and poured some in his hand and on Jungkook’s member. Already hard enough, Jimin stroke it to lubricate the whole girth of Jungkook’s cock, and took the remaining lubricant down to his waiting hole.
“ Min, the… the condom…?”
“ We are clear. And… I want to feel you… Is it okay..?”
“ Yes, fuck yes hyung.” Jungkook said, already panting.
“ Can… Can I ride you…?”
“ Of course, a-anything you want, love.”
And so, Jimin lowered his hips, the tip of Jungkook’s dick stretching him up. But he felt no pain, since they did it not 24 hours ago.
“ Min, I’m already fully in… Just… juts move whenever you want…” Jungkook breathed out, feeling Jimin’s tight wall around him. He felt incredibly good. “ I love you, my boyfriend…”
“ I love you too, Kookie…” Jimin moved, filling himself up with his boyfriend cock even more at each move. “ I love you so much.” He almost cried out, feeling so good he couldn't control his moans anymore. They didn’t last long, but as their orgasms were building up in their lower part, they never felt so in harmony with each other.
“ Min, fuck… I’m- I’m gonna cum soon…”
“ Me too, Jungkook.. I want.. I want to come! Ah…” They reached their limits almost together, not caring about who could hear them anymore. They remained on the bed for a couple more minutes, exhausted but happy, before taking a quick shower and they went back to bed, sleeping right away.
Jimin was waken up by the soft luminosity of the sun making his way in the room. When he opened his eyes, he was welcomed by a soft kiss on his cheek, and strong arms around him.
“ Kook… you didn’t close the curtains yesterday…” The older muttered, his voice still sleepy.
“ I know.”
“ You did it on purpose…?”
“ Y-yeah..”
“ Why… I could still be sleeping right now…”
“ I.. I wanted to see the rays of the sun on you…” Jungkook confessed, his cheeks quickly reddening by his sudden confession.
“ Hmmm… And how do I look…?
“ Beautiful.”
“ I love you Junkook.”
“ I love you too, Jimin.”