"Jimin!" Jungkook cheered as soon his boyfriend opened the door, suddenly wrapping his arms around his waist and lifting him up effortlessly.
"Did you see that? People at school talk to me now, just like in the dramas!" He said.
Jimin looked down at him, utterly shocked at how out of character he was behaving. Not only was Jungkook smiling widely with starry eyes, he had gotten touchy right on the doorstep instead of being shy for at least an hour.
"What the hell did that chemistry test do to you?" Jimin laughed.
Jungkook simply smiled with a shrug.
"Chemistry test went great, thanks to you," He said.
And Jimin couldn't help the swell in his heart at how cute Jungkook was, leaning down to place a short kiss on his lips.
His hands, that had gripped onto Jungkook's shoulders to stabilise himself, had moved to cup Jungkook's cheeks, squeezing them gently and giggling at how funny it made Jungkook's face.
"So are you going to let me down now," he asked.
Jungkook seemed to finally realise what position they were in, especially how tightly he was holding Jimin. He took a few steps forward to finally close the door with a kick, then let go, gently placing Jimin back down on the ground.
As he did, Jimin wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, comfortably settling to look up to him as the younger's hands settled on his hips.
"Uhm," Jungkook looked down at Jimin's lips, clearly seeing how much Jimin was trying to tempt him, before glancing around the entry way, "shouldn't we go to your room first?"
"My parents aren't home," Jimin said, tilting his chin up more and leaning closer.
Jungkook swallowed thickly, looking down at his sinfully beautiful boyfriend.
Jimin was in his comfy mode, with his long hair tied in a ponytail, most strands falling out from his outgrown undercut, and his long bangs either tucked behind his ear or falling down the side of his face.
His shirt was rather short, and it rid up his frame slightly as Jimin lighted his arms, making it very tempting for Jungkook's hand to slip under the fabric and touch his skin flush. The tattoos over his arms were clearly visible, and so was his tongue piercing as he spoke.
How did I make this man fall in love with me?
Jungkook couldn't resist and leant down well to finally press his lips against Jimin's.
The two kissed softly, feeling relieved to finally be in each other's arms after the constant stress of exams driving them apart.
One of Jimin's hands tanged into Jungkook's hair, pulling him closer as he tip toed to deepen the kiss, tilting his head to the side slightly.
With Jimin's fingers running along his scalp and the kiss growing more passionate, Jungkook felt his head spin, desperately gripping Jimin's hips to keep himself stable.
His hand had inevitably fallen on the bare skin revealed by Jimin's shirt, and his fingers were now sinking just under the band of his underwear.
Jimin loved it, when Jungkook held him by the hips tightly.
"Yah," Jimin smiled as he broke the kiss, "carry me."
Jungkook didn't even hesitate, leaning down to kiss Jimin again as he wrapped his large hands around the back of Jimin's thighs and lifted him off the ground once again.
Jimin couldn't help the warmth pooling in his chest at the feeling of Jungkook's hands gripping his thighs so firmly, Jungkook's breath getting more laboured as he walked up the stairs to his room.
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NOT SO GOOD BOY
أدب الهواةIn which Jeon Jungkook, captain of the Multi Combat Sports Club, realises Park Jimin, the school's nerd, isn't actually the weak push over everyone else thinks he is.