Dead Ringer |Jikook|🎀

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Chapter Sixteen: ...and maybe our relationship too.

[still in flashback. Sorry hehe]

"I-I thought it would be another museum."

Jimin had his eyes fixed at the beautiful beach. But he couldn't concentrate with his hands connected with Jeongguk's, who looked unaffected.

"You probably didn't like that place as we ended up fighting there. I didn't want something like that to happen. I want you to enjoy swimming here and maybe have beach sex." Jeongguk explained cooly.

"We won't be having sex any time soon, you sex crazed cheating bastard." Jimin mumbled with a pout. "Weren't you being a ladies man and attracting them like a fucking magnet and then fucking them?!" He asked angrily.

Jeongguk chuckled.

"A man has his needs."

"A man needs to have self control."

"Are you jealous?"

Jimin's grip around Jeongguk's hand tightened. "Yes." He answered. "Why are you asking?"

"I am surprised you gave in." Jeongguk laughed.

"I have every right to get jealous anyway! We are boyfriends after all!" Jimin snapped, elbowing him and letting go of his hands. "Don't go around fucking ever again. I will cut your dick." He threatened, glaring at Jeongguk who continued laughing.

"But what will you do for pleasure if you cut my dick off hmm?" Jeongguk asked. They settled on the cloth laid on the empty beach.

"I don't need your dick for pleasure. My hands are enough," Jimin spat in disgust.

"Wow. I am sex deprived because my boyfriend is a prude!" Jeongguk dramatically yelped, the smaller glaring at him.

"I don't care what you say. And I thought this was a dat--." Jimin's eyes widened in shock when his alpha pressed his lips against his. It was a simple touch of their lips, both not initiating movement. The older had his eyes closed, leaving Jimin to his own thoughts.

Does he like this?

What should I do now?

Slowly Jimin lifted his hands to cup the taller's face, only for the male to pull away, big smile painted on his face.

"You taste like capsicum and I hate capsicum," Jeongguk pointed out casually.

"IDIOT!"

Jeongguk laughed before pushing him on the cloth and pulling him for another kiss. This time intitating small movements. Jimin cupped his face, kissing him back with a smile. "But you are my favourite meal, so I don't mind," Jeongguk mumbled between the kisses.

It was all kisses until a large amount of sand was kicked at them.

Jimin flinched. "What the fuck?" He mumbled, turning to see their Hyung.

"I wanted to remind you of my existence." Namjoon grumbled. "Why am I even here?!" He continued with a frown.

Jeongguk rolled his eyes. "You didn't have to fucking kick sand at us for that! Look at my Jimin now!" He said angrily. "And you are our bodyguard. This beach is controlled by the mafia. Our mafia but there are chances of getting attacked. So be on full guard while we swim in the beach. Or just find yourself a chick." Jeongguk stood up, pulling Jimin up with him.

"Come on, Gguk. Don't be so angry at Hyung." Jimin pinched the taller's cheeks before grinning lazily at Namjoon. "Sorry for bringing you here, Hyungie!! You can always go and watch a movie!" He apologised with a suggestion for Namjoon who sighed.