Precious Gems | JiKook

三十一

happy thursday friends!
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Jimin was the first to wake up.

He wasn't quite sure when he and Jungkook had fallen asleep, only remembered rubbing the younger male's bare back softly as they had whispered conversations. Jungkook had ended up curled up into Jimin, his head tucked into the crook of the older male's neck and his arms wrapped around his torso.

Jimin gazed down upon Jungkook, observing as low breaths left his lips while he still succumbed to slumber. His body was still bare, and Jimin was only in his underwear himself, but the skin to skin contact created a bubble of intimacy that had Jimin's heart pounding. He didn't even know he craved closeness like this, lying chest to chest, feeling his heart beat next to Jungkook's.

Jungkook's hair was sticking up at various angles, extremely disheveled from the events of the night before. The smooth tanned skin of his neck was now decorated in blotches of pink and purple. Jimin reached down, smoothing his thumb against one of the marks above Jungkook's collarbones, his lips twitching up into a small smile as a feeling of fondness enveloped his body.

Having Jungkook like this, just felt so right. Jimin felt so stupid for having denied himself of this feeling for so long.

Jungkook came to him when he didn't know that he needed a partner, but when he needed him most. For far too long Jimin had become accustomed to living his life in solitary and masking off his emotions. Jungkook had completely pulled the rug out from under him, pushing so many hidden feelings to the surface.

The weirdest part, was that he was so glad that Jungkook had done so. Jimin didn't think he had ever felt such a comforting warmth bloom in his chest before, he had never felt anything like this before.

Whatever Jungkook was doing to him, was both beautiful and terrifying at the same time.

Jungkook stirred softly, nuzzling his face into Jimin's neck before letting out a yawn. He sniffled before leaning up onto his elbow, meeting Jimin's gaze through tired eyes.

"Morning, sleeping beauty." Jimin smiled, reaching forwards and smoothing down a few pieces of Jungkook's unruly hair. "How'd you sleep?"

"Good." Jungkook replied, his voice raspy and thick with tiredness. He seemed to notice them that he was still naked, a blush rising up to the tips of his ears before he scrambled to wrap the blankets around his body more.

Jimin giggled, reaching beneath the blankets and running his hand down the side of Jungkook's body.

"Why are you all shy now?" He asked, a smile playing at his lips as he scooted his body closer to Jungkook's. "Because it's not dark anymore?"

"Maybe." Jungkook shrugged, averting his gaze from Jimin's and curling his fists into the blankets he had wrapped around him. "I just... Did last night happen? Or did I dream that up?"

Jimin smiled, shaking his head.

"No, it happened." He laughed, reaching forward and running his thumb against one of the hickeys on Jungkook's neck. They were obvious, and Jimin mentally kicked himself for being so shameless, but in the heat of the moment he couldn't find himself caring. "One look in the mirror and you'll find your proof."

Jungkook chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling up into a smile. When he had fallen asleep, he was almost ashamed to say the he was afraid Jimin was going to change his mind again. The older male had been so sweet, caring, and gentle though that Jungkook knew he would have been absolutely heartbroken if Jimin had chosen that route.

Jimin had stolen his heart without Jungkook even realizing, but maybe that was what he should have expected when he became involved with a
thief.

"What did last night mean for you?" Jungkook finally asked quietly after he had been thinking for a few moments, tuning in to the feeling of Jimin's hand on his shoulder. He hoped he knew the answer, praying that Jimin wasn't being tentative about his emotions again.