The Jimin Effect ✔

Part Three/Chapter Eight

Jungkook:

Jungkook sat on the lifeguard chair as the sunlight started to slide sideways in the afternoon.  Jimin's group was the last group before dinner, and Jungkook wasn't upset at the idea of his little boyfriend frolicking about all wet in front of him for the end of his shift.

"Hi Jungkook-ah!"  Jimin said brightly.  "I mean, Jungkook-ssi..." he blushed and Jungkook couldn't help an amused smile from settling on his lips.  Jimin was wearing fairly normal swim shorts today, and yet the shape of his dick still caught Jungkook's eye.  He shook his head and slid his eyes up Jimin's wiry chest to meet amused eyes, disappearing inside his smile.

"You better hope no one sees you checking me out like that, Kook-ah," Jimin muttered, as he touched the bottom of Jungkook's foot with the tips of his fingers.

Jungkook smirked at the small one, but did glance around to see who was watching them.   Taehyung was coming up to Jimin now...

"Should I put my towel down here?"  

"Sure!" 

"Should we swim?" Taehyung asked, as he spread the towel out. 

"Yeah!" The two boys ran down to the lake.

Jungkook watched it all with amusement.   Jimin and Taehyung swam and splashed in the water.  Jungkook watched them play water games like find the stick, holding breath games and handstands in the water... and as eyes traveled over Jimin's little body and then glanced around at the other campers, he couldn't help but notice that Jimin did not, in any way, look eighteen years old.

I'm small for my age, but I'm an adult I swear!

Jungkook realized he couldn't be objective.  When he looked at the other teenagers, he just saw kids.  As he had for years, on this job.  But when he looked at Jimin...

His heart pounded.  Memories of the whole summer, Jimin's tinkling laughter, how bold and shameless he was.   When his eyes settled on Jimin he couldn't help how his heart beat or his dick hardened or the things he pictured doing to him.  

Soon his adorable boyfriend was dancing out of the water dripping wet, followed by Taehyung.  He tried not to stare, and yet part of him longed for summer's end—having Jimin in his car and going anywhere.  Having Jimin at his place and him still being there, in the morning...

He watched his sweet little boyfriend lay down on his towel, chatting with Taehyung, hair in damp tendrils on his forehead.

Suddenly he realized another muscular boy approached Jimin.  Montero did look eighteen, and he was definitely Jimin's type...

It felt like watching in slow motion as Montero came and lowered himself down to the sand, basically laid right on top of Jimin. 

"Montero!" yelled Jimin, pushing him.

"Hey!"  Jungkook jumped off the lifeguard chair, grabbed Montero's arm, and pulled the teen, probably too hard.  "Get off him!"   He growled at Montero, teeth bared.  And then, realizing how personal and emotional he was being, released Montero's arm, he pointed at them and said: "Distance please!" 

He climbed back up on the life guard chair, heart pounding, as Montero cast him a dirty look.   Was Jimin still with Montero, too? 

The tall muscular boy walked away slowly, and Jimin met Jungkook's eyes with a look that made him even more uneasy. 

What the fuck... his brain went into overdrive, and a few minutes later when Jimin's group left, he refused to meet the eyes of his little love, who held his heart completely; who could crush it so easily that Jungkook couldn't bear it.

Jimin:

Jimin was nervous as he showered for dinner, and it didn't help to have Montero open the curtain and watch him. 

"Stop it, leave me alone," Jimin whined, turning his back to Montero.

"Tell me who your boyfriend is, Jimin,"

"No!  Go away—" 

"You really think he'd be fine with you snuggling half naked all night with me?"  He was desperate, standing there peeking through the curtain...

"Shut the FUCK UP, Montero!"   Jimin said.

"He isn't keeping you satisfied, I can tell..."

"Just because he doesn't drop to his knees for me as quick as you doesn't mean I'm not satisfied.  In fact, I'm much more satisfied,"  Jimin spat over his shoulder.

"What's that supposed to mean, you are fucking him?"  Montero's voice was shocked now, and pissed.  "I thought you were a virgin." 

"Not anymore."

"Tell me who it is," Montero's voice was more hurt and serious than ever, now, and Jimin met his eyes finally, turning partially to look the boy in the face.  Jimin's heart pounded to see the real hurt in his face.

"Leave me alone, you aren't supposed to like watching me shower, get out of here."

"A week ago I would have fucking joined you, Jimin."

"And now I'm saying to leave me alone."

Montero might be annoying, but he wasn't abusive, and he listened to Jimin finally and left him alone to finish showering, but not in peace.  His words seemed to bring up a lot of insecurities that floated in Jimin's mind.  

Jungkook saw him lay on you like that; so familiarly.  

As he dressed for dinner later in underwear, and reasonable length khaki shorts, and a thin collared shirt, he tried to not look like a slut, for once, in front of Jungkook.

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Author Note:

Oooooops Montero exposed Jimin so bad.

What will happen eeeeee

Next chapter tomorrow!

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