Out With A Bang | JiKook

fourteen.

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"Why'd you approach me?"

Jungkook and Jimin lay beside eachother in the younger male's bed, the mid afternoon sunlight casting rays through his bedroom window. Jungkook was completely bare apart from his underwear, his blankets haphazardly shielding up his goosebump covered legs.

A lit cigarette was balanced between his pointer and middle finger, his lighter discarded on the bedside table next to him along with the remaining cigarettes left in his pack. Jimin lay beside him, naked body wrapped up in Jungkook's soft blankets as he observed every detail of the man beside him.

His bright blue hair was matted with sweat and pushed off of his forehead messily, eyelids low as looked over to meet Jimin's gaze. Jungkook was just so undeniably gorgeous, it was really no wonder that Jimin found himself tangled up with him once more. He just wanted to stay there, and stare at him forever, even if he was just being led down a trail that ended with nothing.

"At the back of the stage, you're still the centre of attention." Jimin answered softly, pulling Jungkook's blanket further over this shoulders. The younger male's breath hitched, the stream of smoke leaving his mouth stopping short at Jimin's words. "Every night you'd play, I'd think of different conversation starters to approach you with, but I'd always back out." He sighed softly. "I finally got fed up with myself for being so anxious, and now here I am."

Jungkook nodded slowly, and it was obvious that he was trying his hardest to bite back a smile as he took in Jimin's words.

"Almost like you were meant to be here the whole time." Jungkook spoke gently, his words caressing Jimin's mind and filling it with dangerous thoughts. A spot of ash fell off of the end of his cigarette and landed on his chest, directing Jimin's gaze back to his toned body. He couldn't help but blush. "All those days to come up with a pick up line, and you chose to go after my addiction." Jungkook chuckled softly when Jimin didn't respond, his words partially muffled by the cigarette he had just placed between his lips. "You're lucky though, because it did leave an impression."

He sat up more, resetting his elbows on his knees. Jimin almost forgot to respond to Jungkook's words, too busy fixating on all of the colourful ink that swirled around the younger male's bicep. Jimin himself had a few small tattoos, but Jungkook's were just so eye catching - like his body was a canvas partially painted upon.

"I didn't know what to say that you wouldn't have already heard before." Jimin breathed, his gaze flitting upwards to meet Jungkook's gaze again. He watched as the younger male's eyebrows furrowed at his words, confusion written all over his face.

"What do you mean by that?" He asked, holding Jimin's gaze. The shorter male felt a shiver roll down his spine.

"I just..." Jimin had to direct his gaze to the sheets, finding it far too hard to form words when lost in they eyes of the younger male. "Your band is pretty popular around town, you're talented, good looking. You can't tell me I'm the first person to come home with you after a show."

Jungkook hummed, his eyebrows raised as he nodded understandingly. He had to admit, waking up to a stranger in his bed after a show was a common occurrence in his life - and he didn't mind it that way. Having Jimin think that he was that kind of person though... it weighed a little heavier on his chest than before. Why though? He wasn't sure.

"You're not." Jungkook spoke, his voice gravelly from the smoke drying out his throat. He thought it would be better if he just told the truth. "But," Jungkook waited for a moment until Jimin finally met his eyes once more before continuing. "You're the first to have me twice."