Behind the cameras : jikook fan fiction (BTS)

Yoongi hyung

"Hyung!"

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Jungkook's voice makes jimin snap out of his thoughts.

"Oh?" He looks at jungkook, his puppy eyes filled with confusion.
The younger sighs,
"Yoongi hyung took tae to his room! What were you thinking so hard that you forgot our mission?!"

Jimin takes a peek at the now empty kitchen. "Oh...uh.. nothing"

He says as he decides to go to the living room to join the members. They stop by the kitchen to get the drinks yoongi hyung wanted to serve.

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Jimin almost drops the juice jar, surprised by the sudden warmth he was engulfed into. 

"W-What's this?" Jimin tries his best to concentrate on pouring the juice as the younger kisses his neck.

"Just showing off that I'm taller"

That was all it took for jimin to start chasing the younger around the dorm. Calling names back and forth between the duo.

Jungkook was about to run into yoongi hyung's room to escape the little devil behind him, but he was frozen at the doorstep of the room, staring at their best friend, sitting on the bed and hugging yoongi hyung, who was about to leave.

All he could hear was taehyung's broken voice. "It's complicated hyung"

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The older seems somewhat emotional, he turns back to taehyung and returns the hug as he strokes his head.

"I know. I don't... I'm messed up in my head too, but we still have to figure this out. What I asked is not that hard to answer tae.... I'm not asking you out. I just want to know if my feelings are returned or not. Because I can't bring myself to move on from what I'm feeling."

He tilts the younger's head up and plants a peck on his forehead.

"I can't be cheesy and say we have all the time in the world, because I don't. I will go insane if I kept these emotions in. That's the reason I'm talking to you now. But you can take your time. Answer me when you know what you're feeling. Okay? I'm waiting."

"B-but hyung... I-"

"I'm not asking if it's just me that you like.  If that's what you're worried about." Yoongi gets worried for a second. Did he sound rude when he said that...? His only intention was to make the younger feel at ease.

"So I'm not the only person you like either?" Taehyung doesn't know where he got the courage to speak up, or to sound absolutely jealous when he's not even dating yoongi.

The younger expected a bold answer, even an answer that would hurt him a little. But he forgets to focus on any word that escaped yoongi's lips as he felt the older cupping his face.

Yoongi was never the one to keep eye contact, but there they were, taehyung was lost in the depths of the older's eyes. They held so many emotions than he could pinpoint. He was overwhelmed, the desperation,  deep dark sadness..... longing...and love in his eyes made it impossible for taehyung to snap out of it. 

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Yoongi watched as the younger's eyes almost got teary as he was looking up at him, Blinking with feigned innocence. He wants to kiss the younger so badly. The incident in the kitchen left him wanting more and more from the younger. But he can't overstep the limits and scare the younger away either. He kisses taehyung's cheek, just on the corner of his lips.  He can see how sensitive the younger is, the slight shiver that runs through his fingertips, the faint blush that crept up his cheeks.... Oh shit, he could go on for days about this boy. One thing he's certain about, he's abso-fucking-lutely in love with this goofy boy.

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Jungkook did his best to not cry out loud as Jimin kept biting his shoulder, trying not to squeal as they watched yoongi hyung and taetae have their moment. He drags the older away from the room and stops by a corridor.

"Why'd you drag meeeeeee?! I want to watch!" He pouts at the younger.

Jungkook pouts with 'angry' furrowed brows as he rolls up the sleeve of his baggy t-shirt.

"It's not healthy for my skin if I let you bite any longer!"

Jimin's lips imitate an 'O' as he looks at jungkook's now-reddened skin.

"I did that?" Jungkook gives him a cute glare as a response. What he didn't expect from jimin was to make it his chance to tease him.

"Well you can't be complaining~ you said you want me to mark you as I wanted! " He pretends to think as he says that with the cutest look.

"When did I?!"

"Don't act like you don't remember, in the run BTS shoot! On our break!"

"W-well I didn't mean it like THIS!? You literally used me as the blanket to bite onto as you watch them! "

"Just say that you want us to make out OH WAIT, maybe a little more than that since you want me to bite you  Romantically."

No...no way.... NO! Why am I too easy to be teased! Jungkook thinks as the heat took over his face. FUCK why should I hold back!?

" Yeah, that's exactly what I want and don't think I'll let you get away without returning everything. With tax by the way. "

Jimin widens his eyes, brows lifted as if to question if he actually heard it. Did jungkook just try to flirt back? In a cute-ass way but STILL?! That's not bad for a first.

However, jungkook regrets not going over what he's going to say twice, he sounded stupid. He turns around to escape but he was trapped between Jimin's arms in a mili second.

The older closed the gap between their lips, jungkook instantly melting into the older's moves and kissing back.

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Jimin's opens his eyes as he stilled. Jungkook taking over the control was hotter than he imagined. True, he was stronger and more packed than the maknae that it never felt wrong to hold him in his hands or devour him as he pleased. But now that he was in Jungkook's strong hold, one hand circling his waist as he holds him close and the other hand pulling him deeper into the heated kiss and tugging on his hair now and then, his knees were about to give up and to be honest he wouldn't mind kneeling for him at this point.......only if the hyungs wasn't home. He feels so small  yet protected, loved.

They wouldn't be able to stop themselves from getting lost in the heat, if it wasn't for Jin hyung yelling their names from the living room. Reminding that they have only two minutes before the MV drops.

They rushed to watch the MV together, the glasses of juice long forgotten as they cheered for their leader.