Jikook Oneshots

99. Can't get you outta my head pt. 2

By: @abuden

The subject of Jungkook's infatuation, that's who he is—Park Jimin.

Jungkook remembers the first day they met—when Jimin had been bawling at the playground, all bundled up in his sweater and overalls. He'd been so cute and so upset that it had awoken some sort of dormant instinct in him—the need to protect and care for that little boy.

He was good for Taehyung in those early days. Taehyung has ADHD and he used to be all over the place. The teachers would line up just to speak to his mom with a laundry list of complaints when it was time to pick Taehyung up from school. He has his meds to keep him focused now, but back then, Jimin's gentle nature and calm countenance was the only reason Taehyung hadn't exploded on himself.

Jimin smoothened Taehyung's edges, and in fact, he still does. Sometimes when Jungkook thinks of them now, he wonders if they've ever gone further than the boundaries of friendship. They're so familiar with each other, so compassionate, almost like they have a sixth sense for what either of them feels or thinks. It's hard not to see them as partners, even though it riles something up in him—a darkness that makes him clench his fists and grind his teeth.

Over time, Jungkook's fondness for him has only grown stronger. Jimin ignites feelings in him, feelings that he's never bothered with before—jealousy, concern, possessiveness. They have him in a clutch, ruling over his thoughts and emotions. Unbeknownst to Jimin, Jungkook is completely at his mercy.

When he's in bed in his dorm room, with his snoring roommate for company, Jungkook stalks Taehyung's photos on Facebook, zooming in on one Park Jimin. He thinks back to the tiny Jimin in the playground who held so much trust and faith in him, who looked at him in wonder. And Jungkook thinks about how he found Park Jimin first.

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Jungkook's teen years had passed in a flash. He remembers playing with Taehyung and Jimin occasionally, but school was hectic, and Jungkook was on the football team. He didn't have time to roll in the mud and go to the arcade every time they pestered him to.

He had homework to do, practice to attend, and girls to hook up with. That later turned into girls and guys, but Jungkook was a busy bee nonetheless.

He's still playing football in university while concurrently pursuing a degree in Economics. It's tough shit. Half the time he wants to die from the workload. But he loves what he does so much that he can't give up. His mom worries that he's working himself to the bone. Maybe he is, but his mom isn't in university to see it in person, and what she doesn't see, she doesn't know.

As it happens, Jungkook doesn't go home for two years. Granted, Tae, his mom and his dad have visited him on campus. They've even spent several nights in the city, Jungkook excitedly showing them the little nooks and crannies he's begun to call his own.

But it's two years that he hasn't been home, and two years since he's properly seen Jimin.

And boy, have those two years made a world of difference.

He used to want to kiss Jimin. Now he wants to fuck him stupid.

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It's when he picks Taehyung up from school that he sees Jimin in person and his eyes nearly bug out. The pictures are gorgeous but they don't do him justice. His hair is dyed a deep russet—not quite brown, and not nearly red enough. It brings out the blush on his cheeks, sets his skin aglow. He's yapping away to Taehyung, the same he's always been and Jungkook feels a smile beginning to make its way through.