Jimin's never felt so tired of himself in such long time, he felt negative energy drowning his existence the whole night. And the next morning he wasn't any better too. He didn't have an aim for the day, walking across his house like a sloth in despair, lazing around for a while since he didn't expect company anytime soon.
But the bell did ring and Jimin frowned, who'd even want to meet him in the morning?
"Jungkook." Jimin mutters, staring awkwardly at the man who wore a mask and shades so that no one recognizes him.
He barges in without a warning, shutting the door close behind, impatiently pulling off his mask and letting the glasses drop to the floor before he grabs a hold of Jimin's arm spinning him in the matter of seconds and slamming the other on the wall.
"Jungkook wha—" Jimin hitches his breath, the phrase left unsaid as the other attaches his lips with Jimin's open ones for a hungry kiss, the hold on his arms tight, teeth and tongue clashing as the ravenette finds his way into licking the other's mouth, the control over the blonde leaves Jimin melt into his arms helplessly.
"Park Jimin you've been driving me crazy. You thought you could just leave like that?" He rasps, animallistic desperatness laced into his voice, his hands already roaming up and the other's body, trying to slickly reach under the other's top, eager to caress skin.
"Jungkook stop! It's not even two days and you're—" Jimin scoffs midway through, eyes slightly teary with the frustration, he struggles to get rid of the hold Jungkook had on in but all in vain.
Not even two days and he came back running for his body.
Just for his body.
"Do you have any fucking idea how long two days are ?" Jungkook husks, his hands trapping the blonde's wrist to pin them above his head.
"You like math right Jimin? Want math baby? You, have been out of my life for a good 172800 seconds. Get that?" He growls roughly, his hands pulling off the other's shorts eagerly, dragging the waistband down with ease.
"No wait!" Jimin cries in surprise, eyes wide as Jungkook pulls off the wall only to push him back down on the couch.
The ravenette stops as the bell rings again.
Jimin's eyes blown and glazy as Jungkook motions him to open the door silently. Jimin's frame falters, quitely pulling his shorts up with quivering lips, running a hand through his hair a few times to fix them before opening the door.
"Hey! I just wanted to give you these cookies! I baked them on my own!" Taehyung cheers rather loudly, at which Jimin flinches, hesitantly accepting the box of baked-goods.
"T-Thanks Tae." He smiles weakly, eyes pleading for help.
"Are you okay? You seem really bothered." Taehyung frowns, voice lowering, his hands sliding to the others cheeks just as an act of worry.
Jimin could feel Jungkook's gaze burning holes behind his back so he steps back, eyes wide when he realized how affectionate the brunette was getting.
"N-No I'm fine just— just tired." Jimin explains, forcing another smile on his face which quite doesn't reach his eyes.
"Thanks for t-these cookies Tae, I'll make it up to you sometime." He mumbles.
"Oh no. You you don't have to—" Taehyung blinks in astonishment as Jimin slams the door shut on his face rather loudly, rude.
He turns around to leave with a shrug, but that's when he noticed another pair of shoes out the door, wait, was someone else inside with Jimin?
Jimin lowers his head in fear as Jungkook walks towards him.
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Obsessed || Jikook
Fanfic"He was scared cause the other was obsessed with him." #5 Jikook #2 Kookmin #2 Bottomjimin #1 Vmin
