Precious Gems | JiKook

十二

happy saturdayy
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"We were on the news, you know."

Jungkook stood in awe before Jimin, not just because of his words, but because of the fact that Jimin was finally showing him his house. After Yoongi had picked them up, Jimin had told the other male to just 'drive straight home' , leaving Jungkook anxious the entire way there. The raven haired male sped away soon after dropping them off, which now left them alone.

He took a moment to scan the room once they walked through Jimin and Yoongi's front door, shocked to find that it was only slightly nicer than Taehyung's house. Maybe Yoongi wasn't lying when he said that Jimin mostly did it for the thrill.

The main living space reeked of cigarettes, Jungkook looking to the cluttered coffee table and finding the culprit to be a still smoking cigarette smushed into an ashtray. There were posters for various bands and movies plastered across the walls, the tape failing on some of them causing them to drop downwards.

The curtains were drawn, only source of light coming from the television that had been left on. It cast a blue glow across the room, whoever was watching it last left a video about sea creatures paused on it.

That was around the time he realized that he still had to answer Jimin's question.

"We were on the news?" Jungkook had nearly forgotten about the crime he and Jimin committed less than two weeks ago. It may sound ridiculous, but with over half of it given away and the rest being hidden at Taehyung's still - there weren't many things that kept reminding him.

Except for Jimin.

Jungkook felt a twinge of panic in his chest as he registered the older male's words, changing his focus from the TV to Jimin. He knew that he had been stupid and let his mask fall down during the robbery, but he didn't think he let himself get seen before disabling the cameras.

Jimin merely nodded, and the lack of distress in his features and body language told Jungkook to calm down.

"Nothing important, they just covered the fact that the bank was robbed." He shrugged his black and white flannel shirt off of his shoulders, hanging it on a coat rack. This left him in just a black t-shirt, allowing him to stretch properly and crack some of his joints. "They did point out that the police think there might be two people involved though, due to the change in pattern."

"Pattern?" Jungkook found his gaze glued to Jimin, almost studying the older male's appearance as he spoke. He had never seen softness and danger dancing together so naturally.

"I've never disabled a camera before." Jimin laughed, running a hand through his silver hair. His eyes crinkled up when he smiled, Jungkook silently relieved to see that his black eye was healing rather well. Just a few blotches of yellow and blue framed his eye now. "I don't know how to do that shit. I told you that's the reason I'm letting you be here in the first place."

He motioned for Jungkook to follow him as he began walking over to the couch, clearing his throat before continuing. "This isn't really an issue though, because trying to keep you a secret probably would have been really annoying. It just means that you're gonna have to get better at protecting yourself."

Jungkook watched suspiciously as Jimin threw himself back on to the black couch. Jimin seemed relaxed around him, even pulling his gun out of his waistband and setting it down on the table in front of him. He couldn't help but wonder if this was some kind of a test, not truly believing the older man had decided not to kill him so quickly.

He knew that Jimin had a nice side to him, proven by his friendship with Yoongi. Which side of him was the real one, though?

"Why are you being nice to me?" He asked, finally working up the courage to walk over and sit next to Jimin. The older male was currently collecting all of the cigarettes that littered the table and placing them in a pile in the ashtray. He paused his actions at Jungkook's question though, turning his head to meet the younger boy's eyes.