Part Three/Chapter Three

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Jimin:

Jimin stared at the clothes in his trunk.

"I have to do laundry," Jimin complained, as he picked through a pile of shorts and T-shirts. 

"What are you talking about, you have a ton of clothes,"  said Taehyung, who was laying on his bed playing on his phone, waiting for Jimin to stop fussing and come to breakfast.

"But all my cute clothes are dirty!" Jimin complained.  He finally pulled on jean cutoff shorts, and held up a regular nondescript yellow T-shirt, and then laid the shirt thoughtfully on the bed.  He walked over to the table in the center of the cabin, where a clay cup held such basics as pen, pencil, scissors, rubber bands and paper clips.

Jimin grabbed the scissors and cut 6 inches off the bottom of the T-shirt, making it into a crop top.   Then, admiring his work, he cut the collar off too.  Now the T-shirt was a wide necked crop top.

When Jimin pulled the shirt on and admired himself in the mirror, he was pleased with the results: inches of taut abs were revealed above the jean shorts, and his collarbones and one shoulder now protruded from the widened, unhemmed collar.

Montero had been watching Jimin dress while he himself got dressed, and he sidled up behind him, sliding hands along his bare waist.

"This is proof that you do this on purpose," moaned the hormonal boy, and Jimin giggled and squirmed out of his arms.

"I have a boyfriend, remember, Montero?  You better keep your hands off me."

Montero drew close to Jimin, pulling his chin up to look into his eyes.   He broke his gaze to bring lips to Jimin's ear.  "You didn't mind my hands on you last night."  Montero whispered, before drawing back and winking at Jimin.  Jimin's heart pounded with arousal and shame.

"We were just snuggling, as friends." Jimin whispered, trying to convince himself as much as Montero.

The taller boy raised eyebrows at Jimin.  "Is that so?"

With a roll of his eyes, he walked out of the cabin, on his way to the canteen for breakfast, letting Jimin off the hook.

Jimin breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart still pounded with confusion.


Jungkook:

He looked up from sipping his coffee to see Jimin strutting by in jean cutoffs and a crop top that showed off adorable belly and taut abs, and nearly spilled hot coffee down himself.  He looked angrily at Namjoon and Seokjin.  Wasn't there like...a dress code? 

And yet he started to suspect he wasn't the only one who struggled to control Park Jimin.

Jimin glanced at him and bit his lip as he walked by.  The shorts were way too short, Jimin's pale muscular thighs gleamed from the food line.  His eyes traveled up Jimin's body; bare shoulder and dainty collarbone protruded from the widened neck of the shirt.  As his eyes reached the face of his small boyfriend, he realized Jimin stared back at him, smirking. He just watched me check him out.  Jimin bit a lip and smiled at Jungkook mischievously.  Jesus, he knows what he does, doesn't he.  Ugh, he is shameless.

Jungkook forced his eyes away, but once again Jimin sat across from him, eating pineapple, peaches, and more.   Jungkook watched as he bit into watermelon, and the juices exploded and dribbled down Jimin's chin.  He laughed, wiped his mouth with the back of his hands, and then said loudly:

"Oh man I'm so sticky, I better go wash up," and getting to his feet, he looked pointedly at Jungkook, and smiled slowly, and walked to the bathroom, sneaking glances with his boyfriend as he went.

Jungkook's heart pounded.  He wants me to follow him in there. 

He wants a blowjob, or more, knowing Jimin. 

The boy's current state flashed through his mind...the yellow crop top, a thin shoulder protruding from the collar, Jimin's face and neck covered in watermelon juice. 

He was walking to the bathroom before he realized he was making the choice to do so. 

Fuck, what am I doing...?

And yet when he went inside the bathroom and Jimin danced into his arms, sticky and sweet, he forgot everything.  Jimin's lips pressed into his, and his hands ran up Jungkook's chest and encircled his neck.  Jungkook pressed lips to the bare shoulder and Jimin turned the lock behind his back.

"Jimin you promised you wouldn't—"

"You followed me in here," Jimin said, and he popped open the button of his jeans with one hand. 

"Jimin—"

"Just touch it a little, you are too hot, I can't wait until tonight," Jimin begged, bit his lip, and unzipped his shorts.

"Jimin!"

"Please, Jungkook, please, remind me that I'm yours," Jimin whispered into his ear, and pulled his hard dick out of the jean shorts, and pressed it against Jungkook's side. 

Jungkook's heart quickened, there was a side of a threat, or some kind of desperate need in Jimin's voice, and he didn't like it.  He grabbed the boy's dick, and pulled slowly, as the small one moaned in his arms.  He flipped Jimin around, pulling the shorts down more so he could see the boy's round ass.  He smacked Jimin firmly on the ass and reached around to pull at his dick. 

"You promised not to do this to me, Park Jimin," Jungkook moaned into his neck, still licking sweet watermelon juices off his neck and collarbone. 

"I need my dick sucked, Jungkook-ah, I can't wait until tonight." 

Jungkook's heart pounded but he steeled himself. 

"No, Jimin-ssi," he felt something between anxiety and real fear, attempting to deny Jimin. "I'm saying 'no' to you."

"Jungkook-ah!"  The boy whined. 

Jungkook slapped his ass again, hauled the shorts back up over his soft bottom, kissed his neck one more time, and then unlocked the door behind him and left Jimin there, hard and begging, and way too undressed. 

As he walked back to his seat, his breath came heavy.   It felt like some kind of huge hurdle to deny Jimin's begging, to deny Jimin anything.  He picked up his plate and cleared it, leaving the canteen immediately. 

I need a fucking shower, he thought, and rubbed his face nervously.


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Author Note:

Jungkook is a stronger man than me, that's for sure. If Park Jimin was doing that to me I'd be his willing slave, LOL

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