Most Beautiful Moment in Life: An Epic Jikook Love Story ✔

Chapter Nine: What Do You Want to Do?

Triggers Warnings for This Chapter: 

Anorexia (Management/Help from Friends/Descriptions of Thin Jiminie) 

Sexual Exploration 

Drinking (As Usual)

Adult Language (As Always)

Jimin:

A few days later, Jimin was well enough to perform at their show that weekend. Jungkook had been feeding him and making him food all week... They had just arrived back home at the dorms after finishing a big performance of Dope and a few other songs on the MBMIL album. Jimin was beginning his post-show drinking ritual and Jungkook was doing his best to keep up with him. Jungkook seemed especially excited for some reason.

"Alright guys, I have to go." Namjoon had been distracted since they got back from the performance, not really hanging out with them.

"Huh?" Jimin looked up, surprised.

"I am leaving, remember? I have to go back to Japan to do that interview and photo shoot for the magazine there, and I have to catch a plane tonight."

Jimin hadn't remembered but as he looked at Jungkook bouncing on the couch like a bunny with his stem glass pumping, he thought, ruely, that Jungkook had known. Namjoon hadn't left overnight since they had kissed a few months ago. Or since I fucked a girl right in front of him, his brain offered helpfully.

Jimin nervously grabbed his glass and refilled it.

"It's my birthday in one week!" Jungkook was already yelling. Namjoon chuckled, but before he walked out the door, Jimin noticed him pulling Jungkook aside, talking earnestly, Jungkook suddenly controlled and serious. Talking about me, Jimin realized as Jungkook's eyes met his. He was still nodding to Namjoon. Jimin's insides squirmed uncomfortably.

The last few days had been interesting to say the least. Suddenly there was always food around, a continuously refreshed fruit and veggie platter now lived in the corner of the dance studio.

Jimin's mouth twisted uncomfortably. The dance studio used to be his safe place, to hide when he was trying to avoid eating... to avoid everything...

But this week he hadn't been alone once. He smiled a bit to himself thinking of Jungkook's constant hovering and cooking. Jungkook cooks me three meals a day to feed me 2 or three bites of it... Jimin thought to himself. His insides twisted with a million feelings...shame was the biggest. But also love and gratitude to Jungkook. It's not necessary, he thought guiltily about Jungkook's hovering and feeding, but it's cute. And sweet.

Jimin was called back to his thoughts by Jungkook's infectious energy and excitement. Soon worry was forgotten as Jimin did Karaoke and sang and danced with the other boys. Eventually people settled into a quietness. Tae fell asleep on the couch. Hobi went to bed. Jin and Suga were still doing Karaoke with him and Jungkook, though.

"Aww, this song is so sweet," Jimin found himself calling out. He had memorized the lyrics of the old love song when he was just a child who dreamed of being a singer... he grabbed the Mike and closed his eyes and sang, telling the story of how the old couple had fallen in love decades ago. His voice crooned out, perfectly fitting the song...

When it was over, Suga and Jin were applauding furiously behind, already picking the next song and fighting whose turn it was... Jungkook sat silent...but Jimin realized, his eyes burned in a way Jimin had never seen. Jungkook stood up abruptly. "I am going to bed," he said pointedly. Jin and Suga were yelling half hearted protests but paying no real attention... 

As Jungkook slid past him, his eyes locked with Jimin's for a minute and Jimin swallowed. Jungkook looked at his bedroom door and then back at Jimin. Jimin swallowed nervously Jesus can he be any more obvious. He glanced at Suga and Jin but they were still fighting. He looked back at Jungkook and did the barest nod.