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Jimin stared through the flickering yellow and orange flames at the couple huddling together on the opposite side. Face and hands feeling the heat, almost unbearable, while the rest of his front delighted in the warmth while his backside felt the sting of the chilly air, only kept at bay by the flames eating away at the firewood.
By the way Jungkook was half lying towards Suga's side now, with his head resting against his chest and neck, eyes staring into the fire with eyelids drooping, Jimin could tell Jungkook was comfortable, almost falling asleep. Jimin had been staring into the fire for a long time when the voice of Suga brought his gaze to the couple on the other side, as he answered something Namjoon had said. Jimin couldn't really tell what they were talking about instead zoned out, studying the two. The light from the fire lit up their faces, and Jimin couldn't help but smile. The thought that two in their group of friends being so close like this made his heart swell with warmth.
Movements to his left alerted Jimin to the arrival of some girls and boys Jimin and his group often met while partying near the borders.
"Hey, Jimin, how's it going?" In the corner of his eyes he noticed Jungkook having awakened fully form his not quite sleep, his blank face following Jimin and the short, black-haired girl with a chest most girls would envy.
The corners of his mouth pulled upwards, "Same as always, you?" The girl flipped her head as if she still had her long hair and sat down next to him.
"Well, you know, same old." Her gaze meeting his appreciatively before glancing at Suga and Jungkook on the sofa in front of them on the other side of the fire, where two girls tried to get their attention. Jimin's attention went back to Solji "It's a bit cold," she said rubbing her arms and stretching her hands forward towards the fire. Jimin chuckled and let his arm encircle her shoulders.
"Then shouldn't you be better dressed?" Jimin tried to keep the laughter in at her indignant huffing. But the tight, thin, pink sweater with high collar, white and pink hot pants with pantyhose and high heels weren't the best outfit for a chilly night such as this.
"Jimin, can I talk to you?" Jimin wondered how Jungkook could have gotten so close without him noticing. Jungkook stood, weighing back and forth his eyes open wide as if he tried to convey something important.
"Ah, Jungkookie, we can do it later, right?" Jimin cast him a quick smile as out of duty then turning back to the pale skinned girl.
"Jimin, please." If it were any other time Jimin would have listened to the slight tone of desperation in Jungkook's voice but instead he chose to ignore it in favour of the girl sitting next to him looking at him as if he was the best thing next to the sun. Feeling a hand against his shoulder, Jimin shrugged it off.
"Not now, Jungkook, later, okay?" Jimin let his hand slide up and down Solji's back to give some extra warmth.
"Please, I-" Solji frowned looking at the younger boy.
"Can't you tell he doesn't want to? Just let him be." Jungkook took a step back as Jimin gave the girl his attention, not wanting to mess his chance up.
For the next hours Jimin completely forgot about Jungkook as he laughed at Solji's jokes and cooed at her aegyo. As the two stood up he noticed Suga talking in hushed whispers with Namjoon, while Jungkook sat alone on the sofa staring into the fire. Promising himself that he'd talk to him as soon as he would be able to in the morning, he led Solji away from the campfire.
Walking far enough along the beach to not be seen as they small talked about something Jimin didn't care enough to remember. Holding her hand he gazed at her until she stopped walking and her smile faded as she met his gaze. The moment his lips met hers Jimin felt a heat rushing through him and soon he found themselves on the sand, with Solji panting and lying pliant beneath him urging him to take her. His pupils dilated and mouth open, his head fell back as he slowly pressed inside her, opening his eyes Jimin saw Jungkook standing not ten metres away, his white face shimmering in the dark, eyes wide open, frozen. Jimin sent him a slow lustful smile as his hips thrust into the girl and his fingers gripped her hips to hold her in place.
"Hey, Jungkookie, wanna join us?" Jimin blamed his temporarily insanity on the high he was feeling as he fucked the girl. Jungkook's facial features hardened but then softened in the blink of an eye, leaving Jimin to doubt having seen it. Stealthily making his way over Jimin wasn't sure how to proceed. "Don't mind if I do." Opening his pants and pushing them down, Jungkook stared at Jimin as he stroked himself to hardness, still keeping Jimin's confused gaze locked in his as he fell on his knees.
"You want this?" Jungkook's voice deeper than usual made Jimin's mouth open as if to protest when Solji moaned.
"Yes, I want it, let me have you." She reached for him at the same time Jungkook's fist dove down to pull her hair back, opening her up as if he wanted to give her mouth to mouth but instead shoved his dick down her throat, forcing her to deep throat him. Not giving her a moments rest before setting a harsh, quick pace, abusing her mouth and throat ignoring her flailing arms as he fucked her mouth without any regard to her. Jimin tried to once more protest but the words wouldn't come out as Jungkook's stare pierced him, the boiling anger during the surface so unexpected Jimin didn't know what to do. Helplessly watching Jungkook's face contort as he tensed and stilled, Jimin felt Solji shake under him and gasping violently when Jungkook stood up and without a word left, his gaze full of contempt, as he glanced at the girl then leaned in close to Jimin to whisper in his ear.
"Next time I won't be as kind." Jimin was left behind only remotely registering Solji panting, unmoving form. He wasn't sure how long he sat there while she lay on the sand, staring after Jungkook. His dick flaccid without even having had a release yet, but it was the furthest from his mind.
"Fuck, that was amazing." Solji breathed "Although I almost thought he'd choke me for a moment. I wouldn't mind doing that again." Jimin's brows knitted, to him the whole scene had been disturbing, why had the youngest acted like that? Jimin stood up, hurried to dress and left Solji behind, half running back. When he came back, neither Jungkook or Suga was there.
"Namjoon, Jin, where is Jungkook?"
The both friends shared a look and shook their heads, "Just let it be until tomorrow. Suga's with him."
Jimin's brows furrowed and his lips thinned, "Where are they? Did they go home?"
"Just calm down, you can talk tomorrow." Jimin scowled, turning on his heels.
Jimin entered Jungkook's apartment, as the door wasn't locked. His temper simmered making him not feel the coldness or even hear the sounds that he really should have payed attention to. Instead he opened the door to Jungkook's bedroom only to find Suga shoving his dick up Jungkook's ass as he had a tight grip on Jungkook's hair. It was clear that both liked it and Jimin felt the floor move beneath him, letting a hand out against the doorway to steady himself.
"What the hell..." Jimin hadn't intended for it to come out but the words stilled the two on the bed for a moment. Jungkook threw a panicked look at Jimin trying to get up only to get shoved down again by Suga. "You're-"
"Get out, Jimin." Suga almost growled at him, "You've done enough. Now, GO!" Jimin jumped at the force in Suga's voice and scrambled to leave, not knowing whether he was angry, disgusted or shocked. The numbness that spread though him as soon as he got out made his legs fold. Sitting at the pavement staring, not seeing the cars driving by his mind trying to work through the night's events. It had started so well...
Jimin felt something splash on his hand, seeing the drops on his hand he reached up to feel the wetness on his cheeks. Jimin sat not knowing what to feel or what to do, reaching for his phone.
Calling Jin, probably not making any sense but somehow the older boy understood enough to come and get him.
"What's wrong with Kookie? Why... I didn't know they were together." Jimin puffed "I thought he..." What had he thought?
"Jimin it's still Jungkook the same as always, he's merely growing up. I don't know what he did exactly but I can guess. You have always shown a lot of affection towards him and even though he has often pushed you away, he likes the attention you give him. Just let him explain when he has calmed down."
"hah, seems he gets enough of it from Suga." Jimin muttered. Jin glanced at him, his gaze softening when seeing Jimin biting his lips as he stared out the window. "I just don't know what to think, Jin. You didn't see his eyes, it was as if I had killed his pet or something. What did I do? I don't get it." Jimin's hands fidgeted in his lap and he sighed.
"Get some sleep and talk to him tomorrow, try to communicate with him."
Jimin decided to heed Jin's advice and shoved the recent events in the back of his mind behind locked doors. Unfortunately the memories had exceptional lock picking skills and in the end he settled for watching a marathon of the anime Slayers until he fell asleep in the early morning, having turned his phone on silent as to not be disturbed.
When he awoke, the day had already turned into late afternoon and not particular feeling up to socialising he ate and buried himself under his covers watching a horror movie. It had gotten easier and easier to ignore what happened yesterday although Jimin had basically shut down most thought process not pertaining to the actual movie he was watching, that he didn't notice his phone's silent busyness. Or the banging on the door due to the headphones.
The hand on his shoulder, however, made his heart jump into his throat and pound like it wanted to break out of his chest, as it took a few seconds to register Jungkook and Suga standing there. Holding a hand over his heart and the other up to signal to wait, Jimin closed his eyes for a few seconds.
"Really Jimin? You hate horror movies." Jungkook cocked his brow. For a second it was like nothing had happened.
"Ah, Yeah, well..." Jimin cleared his throat, "for variation?" Suga snorted and crossed his arms, pointedly. "Wait, how did you get in here?"
"Borrowed the key Hoseok has, since you didn't answered any calls or messages he let us have it to check on you. It's evening, Jimin, you didn't even answer any of the others." Jimin blinked like an owl then reached for his phone, seeing he had about seventy missed calls and thirty messages from all of his friends but mostly from Jungkook.
"Seriously, Jungkook? Sixty calls?" Jimin raised a brow and Jungkook shrugged and fiddled with the hem of his t-shirt.
"I thought... I..." Jungkook lowered his head and sighed, "Please don't hate me... you weren't supposed to see that."
"Jungkook what you do with... him, is none of my business although I wish I'd never seen it." Jimin noticed Jungkook tensing, but it was a good thing, right? Jimin wasn't judging him so how come Jungkook's eyes seemed so shiny and big? "Why did you join us? Did you follow us? What the hell were you thinking?" This time Jungkook visible flinched and avoided his gaze.
"You made the offer..." The petulant voice stubbornly refused to back down.
"Yeah but the way you treated her, and why did you even accept?"
"Why did you offer? Besides that bitch had it coming." Jungkook's eyes so big and shiny, it was distracting Jimin for a second but then he noticed how Jungkook's lower lip trembled slightly as he stared at the floor. A wave of affection rolled over Jimin, he could never stomach watching Jungkook cry without doing something. It still felt off but on the other hand Solji had enjoyed it, causing Jimin to doubt the innocence she displayed, but it didn't explain why Jungkook had seemed as if he was challenging Jimin and how angry his eyes had been.
Standing up Jimin patted Jungkook on the shoulder, "Jungkook just be honest with me what's going on?"
"Suga's my mate and we want you to be our mate."