"Jimin-ah, we can't make a log about this!" Seventeen-year-old Jungkook furiously blushed once the phone camera turned to him.
"Relax," Nineteen-year-old Jimin kept recording, laughing as the younger kissed the lens.
Both boys were drenched by the rain, their clothes soaked through, but their smiles were the biggest they had ever been. At that moment, nothing else mattered—just the pure joy of being together.
"This log is for our eyes only."
"I told you to leave it." Jungkook promptly turned around from the computer only to find Jimin leaning against the door frame.
"Jimin-ah..." The name escaped Jungkook's lips so easily. Like a forgotten habit, he had repressed this name for so long, that it almost hurt to say it out loud. "I'm sorry, did I wake you?"
The older boy shook his head, "I couldn't sleep." Jimin rubbed his neck letting out a small chuckle, "I forgot how uncomfortable these damn dorms were."
Jungkook stared at the other boy, watching his soft smile stretch across his lips. Jimin had drawn back his hostility ever since they ran into each other at the tattoo studio. Jungkook couldn't quite figure out what Jimin was thinking, but to be frank he didn't care.
For the boy was too captivated by that gorgeous smile.
Jimin quietly approached the seat next to Jungkook by the desk. Jungkook watched the boy cross his arms as he meekly sat down. The long sleeves of his oversized hoodie swallowed him.
"I can stop watching," Jungkook reached for the flash drive, ready to pull it out.
"No," Jimin gently placed his hand over Jungkook's and moved it back. Jungkook gulped, focusing every sense of his being on the other boy's touch.
"You already started it, may as well finish it." Jimin crossed his arms and leaned back, getting comfortable.
"What's got you being so nice anyway?" Jimin muttered as he waited for Jungkook to play the video.
Jungkook felt paralyzed in his position. Clearly, sitting this close to the other boy gave him some strange symptoms. His throat felt so dry, his hands felt sweaty and he couldn't take his eyes off Jimin.
The elder quirked an eyebrow, "what?"
Jungkook shook his head, snapping out of it and playing the video. Jimin watched the younger's peculiar behavior. Catching the faint blush creeping onto his cheeks.
W-What?
Jimin lifted up his hood, goosebumps electrifying his skin as his cheeks flushed.
What was that?
"Jimingkook is official everyone!" Young Jimin yelled through the computer screen. Promptly pulling both boys' attention.
"What the heck is that?" Jungkook laughed sitting back on the bench.
"Our couple name," Jimin said proudly, "I made it myself".
"I think actually it's Kookmin or Jikook," Jungkook took out his phone and started searching it up.
"What, that's too vague!" Jimin pouted looking at the camera, "Army you're too mean, what if people get confused?"
"It takes the Ji from Jimin and Kook from Jungkook," Jungkook chuckled, pulling Jimin onto the bench and wrapping his arms around the other boy's waist. "Don't blame Army, it sounds nicer than Jimingkook."
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The Space Between Boy Friend | Jikook
Fanfiction"There's a HUGE difference between boyfriend and boy friend" "It's the space" 𝙅𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙨 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮 "There's no more space between us, are you my boyfriend now?" 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 ________ 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕...