By: @valkyrievixen
Jimin awoke to the feeling of soft lips pressing soft kisses onto the soft flesh of the nape of his neck. The lips slowly moved to behind his ear, pressing flittering kisses and the occasional soft nip there, then made way down the side of his exposed neck where those glorious kisses morphed into nuzzling. Whispers of warm puffs of breath against his skin cocooned him in a feeling of love and contentment. His eyes were still closed with the heaviness of sleep within them but it didn't stop the happiest smile from slowly painting itself across his face as he finally shifted, letting his partner know he was awake.
"Happy soon-to-be Birthday, Baby," Jungkook murmured against his skin, voice still laced with that morning huskiness that Jimin found so sexy in his lover.
Jimin fought against his heavy eyelids and managed to open them. The screen on his phone on the bedside table glared 10:13 a.m. which made his smile even wider (if it was even possible). His boyfriend's romantic thoughtfulness was even now, after four years of dating, still a surprise to him. He shifted amidst the comfortable, crisp, white sheets, and turned around in Jungkook's muscular arms to face that gorgeous bunny-boy, his favourite sight to wake up to. Jungkook's arms naturally tightened around Jimin's waist as their bare legs intertwined beneath the sheets. Jimin rested his palms against Jungkook's bare chest and looked into the dark orbs that seemed to shine as if they held the universe within them. Or maybe it was just the love. Whatever it was, Jimin always seemed to want to drown in them. And this morning was no different.
With fingers gently caressing and tracing unintelligible patterns across his boyfriend's firm pectorals, Jimin replied, "Thank you. Not that I'm complaining cuz I am definitely NOT complaining, but how many 'soons' am I going to be told? I think you already 'told' me last night. Twice."
Jungkook gives a devilishly knowing smirk, a sign that he was thinking back to their 'pre-birthday celebration' last night. So was Jimin. With the comeback near, they were at the office with the other members for the majority of the day, recording and practising for the MV. These days, any time they did have at home were spent sleeping; they were so tired. But when he and Jungkook got to their apartment just after two this time, they were surprisingly not as tired as they usually were. Maybe it was the couple of drinks they took with Seokjin. Whatever it was, both men were pumped with adrenaline and had only one thing on their minds when they looked at each other with that lustful gaze they were familiar with by now.
Jimin took a few steps forward, closing in the distance between himself and his boyfriend. He travelled his index finger the length of Jungkook's clothed chest, from his collar to the waistband of his jeans. There, he hooked his finger inside, pulling Jungkook nearer then gazed up into those hungry eyes with a look of pure seduction of his own.
"Do you feel like having a pre-birthday shower with me, Jeon Jungkook?"
Jungkook answered by grabbing Jimin behind his thighs and lifting him up in one smooth motion. Jimin's legs naturally wound themselves around the younger's hips as Jungkook took them to the bedroom.
"Can't dream of doing anything else right now."
Clothes were swiftly strewn in a trail from the bedroom into the adjoining bathroom. Under the hot spray of water, Jungkook gave Jimin an early birthday present to remember. They followed that up with round two in the bed, which led to another quick shower (this time separately). When they hit the bed some time after three, they were both now exhausted and quickly fell asleep, Jungkook's arms wrapped safely around Jimin.
"Jimin-ssi, did you hear what I said?"
Jimin snapped out of his rated-R memories and asked, "I'm sorry. What did you say?"
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Jikook Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of Jikook oneshots by me and other talented authors. (If you find one of your stories in this book, it's because I really loved the story and decided to add it to this collection. But if you don't want it to be in this book, just tell...
