Hate With Benefits | Jikook

Chapter Two • Tensions Rising

Some mature content ahead. Though it's very mild, not full-on smut, I thought it'd better to leave a warning anyways.

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Jimin hated Jungkook's guts.

That wasn't a secret to anyone who knew him, really. The hatred he felt for the other captain was as subtle as a Christmas tree in the middle of a desert.

The thing is, there's usually a very thin line that separates hate from something else, and in this moment, Jimin wondered if the Crowned Crows' captain was aware of the existence of that very line.

Just a few minutes earlier, the guy was hell-bent on taking Jimin out and throw a punch or two at his face. However, things didn't turn out that way once the two found themselves alone in the locker room. As it turns out, Jimin now found himself in a position he never thought he'd ever be in, especially with the person he hated most in the fucking world.

Yet, somehow, by some fucked up mysterious force in the universe, the brunette couldn't bring himself to pull away as the other team's captain brought theirs lips together in a feverish kiss.

"Fuck," Jungkook gasped as he broke the kiss for a moment, his hands showing no intention of leaving the other's thighs as he held him up against the locker, glorious, fair skin displaying all sorts of shades of red.

Jimin should've taken the chance to push Jungkook away, tell him to fuck off and kick his ass for messing with him. Instead, his legs wrapped tightly around the other boy's waist, pulling him impossibly closer as he kissed his lips again.

Jungkook was quick to kiss back, just as eagerly if not more, taking charge as he sucked on Jimin's bottom lip before running his tongue along the plump curve, earning himself a strangled moan out of the other captain's mouth.

Jimin couldn't help it. He hated Jungkook with a mighty passion but fuck, it's not his damn fault the jerk kisses so damn good.

Quick, ragged breaths left his lips as Jungkook sucked a hickey near his collarbone, his eyes squeezing shut at the sensation.

It should feel embarrassing and downright humiliating to be letting himself get used like this by his mortal enemy, but as the heat kept rising and rising, Jimin found it easier to give in.

And it didn't really help his situation when he could literally feel Jungkook's hard-on pressing against his own.

"You're so... Fucking... Oh god, " Jimin moaned when Jungkook's lips grazed a particularly sensitive spot right beneath his ear, his nails clawing harder at the boy's shoulders.

"Hm? What was that?" Jungkook whispered next to his ear, licking the same exact spot that made Jimin see stars just seconds ago as his hips rolled against his.

"Ah– Fuck!" The brunette failed to bite back a moan, only to be silenced right after by Jungkook's lips on his.

"Shit–" The younger moaned, his muscles tensing at the mind-blowing friction. "Fuck, Park,"

Jimin's only response was the sharp breaths leaving his lips as he rolled his hips in a way that was starting to drive the two absolutely insane. Because apparently, as Jungkook's common sense gained legs and jumped out the fucking window, it dragged Jimin's along with it.

"Jungkook!" Jimin gasped into the other's shoulder as Jungkook's hand cupped his length through his basketball shorts, internally wishing the fabric wasn't so damn thin because his arousal was now more than evident to the other captain.