𝕵𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖘 | ᴊɪᴋᴏᴏᴋ

47 M

Jimin wakes up to the bright warm sun hitting his bare skin and soft fresh air hitting him from the open window of his bedroom. "Mm..." Jimin hums as he stretches his limbs, looking over to see Jungkook curled up beside him still sleeping peacefully.

Turning on his side, he couldn't help but observe how handsome Jungkook was. Eyebrows furrowed in his sleep, tousled black hair and lips puckered in a pout which only begged Jimin to be kissed. So Jimin did that, a sweet smile overtaking his lips when Jungkook hums against him. He knows he's awake once his lips begin to move against his plump ones. To only show that he was right, Jungkook tangles his fingers in the silver hair at his nape pulling his closer to him.

"Good morning, my love." Jungkook mutters, foreheads pressed against each other and eyes closed as they bask in each others embrace. "Tell me this is real, that I'm not dreaming."

Jimin giggles softly and proceeds to bury his face into the crevice of Jungkook's neck, leaving small wet kisses there. "Is this real enough for you baby?"

Suddenly the soft innocent kisses turn into something more. Something promiscuous; intense; dirty. Jimin's lips were sloppily licking and nibbling at Jungkook's sensitive skin and all he could do was melt into puddy in Jimin's arms.

"Slow down, Lovely." Jungkook chuckles, pulling Jimin away as gentle as possible. Jimin pouts at him, eyebrows furrowed to pretend to be angry but Jungkook knew he was just joking around. "We haven't even gotten up to eat yet."

"Mm," Jimin buries his face into Jungkook's neck, pulling him close into his warm embrace once again. "I wanna eat you instead."

"As tempting as that sounds, I think we owe an explanation to our parents. We've strung them on for to long." Jungkook mutters into the top of his head. "I'm even starting to feel guilty for deceiving them like that."

"They deserved it for making fun of us." Jimin grumbles.

"And I'm the petty one in the relationship, sure." Jungkook replies sarcastically. He begins sitting up, removing the sheets he was tangled in to then stand up sporting his birthday suit.  Jimin grins, following suit. Last night was one hell of a night; from their master plan to deceive their parents and Namjin, the amazing car sex, the fake pretending to their touches and glances, the stupid fake fight to get away to just have sex again, their real fight and finally, their unification. 

It was a lot to take in in just one night so what they did was ignore what was in store for them and fucked for the rest of the night, both taking turns with each other.  

"Shower with me?" Jimin asks coyly, batting his pretty lashes with his small hands tracing Jungkook's abs. 

Jungkook grows a knowing grin, "oh don't you threathen me with a good time..." He says, hands falling naturally on Jimin's waist to pull him into him and the silver head boy lets him, feeling his warm skin against his own bare one. 

"And what if I am?" 

"Oh sugar, I'm sure you already know." 

Somewhere along the way, Jimin ended up with legs wrapped around Jungkook's waist, warm water trickling above them as Jungkook fucked into him slow and steady against the shower walls. Skin gliding easily and moans bouncing off the walls louder than usual because of the echo.

"Oh fuck...Jungkookie you feel so good inside me." Jimin moans sweetly, gripping tightly onto his shoulder blades. "Make love to me."

"Shit baby, don't say things like that to me." And Jungkook does, he fucks him deep and slow driving Jimin over the edge. He makes sure to fill Jimin's heart with sweet nothings and warm kisses on his skin; hands gripping his ass open so he could go the deepest he could.