Stage Romance // JIKOOK

8 : Midnight Meeting

Jimin couldn't take a nap, with his stale mood. He wanted to call his members to check on them but concluded against it. He didn't want to disturb their sleep now, even though he knows they would be awake bickering on something.

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Slowly, without making any noise Jimin stepped out of his room, small lights were illuminating the corridor, but other than that, the hallway and everywhere else were dark.
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He walked slowly, appreciating the artwork hanging on the wall, as he kept on striding forward.

He reached their indoor swimming pool, admiring how the water was cool and peaceful, glistening in blue in the cold climate.

(A/n:- imagine its night view)

He squatted down carefully, on the side, making sure he had a minimum expanse from the water and sat there taking a deep breath as he gazed out through the glass bars lost in thoughts.

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But what he flunked to notice is a shirtless figure on the deck chair, sipping on a glass of expensive red wine, without exhibiting any movements to make his existence known.

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Jungkook was watching how Jimin was stepping carefully, as he sat down on the floor next to the water. He looked so gorgeous even with his messy pink hair sprawled over, and his right shoulder exposed. He gleamed like the moon, glistening in the dark, and Jungkook was slowly getting addicted to the figure, without even him acknowledging it. Like a predator lurking in the dark for its prey.

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Jimin fiddled with the water, taking it in his hands, and pouring it back into the pool. He got bored shortly and got up to take off.
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But his feet slipped, and he fell back into the water with a loud splash, drenching in the pool.

"S-some o-one S-save ME!!." yelled Jimin as he battled to come out to the surface.

He was struggling to breathe air in, as the force of the water was pushing him down, not able to stabilize himself.

"H-Hyung! Jungkook!!!" shouted Jimin as he fought the water for his life.

Jimin always had a mild water phobia, and the reckless fall, had him struggling hard.

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Jungkook who was watching his fall left his wine glass on the side and stood up gradually.

He was anticipating Jimin to swim up the shore, but that boy looked arrested in the middle of the pool.

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He dived in when he shouted for him, as he swam towards Jimin capturing the smaller in his strong arms.

Jimin, as soon as he got a strong grip, clutched on to it for his dear life, not recognizing what he hold on to it.

He was having hiccups and small coughs in between, and Jungkook rubbed his back lightly and then stroked it smoothly until his cough stopped.

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Jimin had his legs wrapped around Jungkook's torso and their faces were inches apart, brushing it lightly when they move a little. Jungkook was looking like a Greek God with his abs on display and long black hair wet. Jimin had his pink hair wet, with now the entire right shoulder exposed, and his pink plump lips on display under the mini lantern. Giving a tough time for Jungkook to concentrate somewhere else.
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"What were you doing in the pool in the heart of the night?" asked Jungkook lightly with Jimin in his arms.

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"I- well I couldn't nap, so I was just walking around until I sat here," said Jimin softly now slowly glimpsing his surroundings and where they both are.

"Come then, let's get out," said Jungkook as he moved forward, Jimin clutched on his body even tighter guessing he was leaving him behind.

But Jungkook just smiled at his antics, even though the smaller couldn't see. He pulled the smaller one also out along with him.

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Jungkook with Jimin in his arms, walked to the other side, straight to Jungkook's room.
Jimin was staring at his surroundings like a lost puppy with his eyes wide and hair drenched.

Jungkook's room was drastically different from his, but it had a theme that could go along with their Band Red Locks.

His room was illuminated with red neon lights and had a very classic touch to it.

Jimin's thoughts were cut when he was placed on the soft mattress carefully as if he would break if further force was applied.
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"Don't you wish to return tomorrow? What's with catching a cold today?" asked Jungkook drying his hair with a soft white towel.

Jimin sat there going with the flow of his head and responded dreamily.

"Nah...I had a good time here. I am afraid I'll turn negligent to go back," said Jimin honestly.
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"Well, then don't skip to return tomorrow and take better care of yourself," instructted Jungkook looking down at him.

And that's when he noticed that Jungkook didn't have a shirt.

He blushed red looking down.

Jimin's heart throbbed, and he had an unspecified emotion wrapping him up in its warmth.

He has someone other than his members taking care of him.

He smiled with his eyes turning crescents as he nodded at the older.

As they both stared at each other locking their eyes.

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"Jimin, about your dress, I thin- "

"Oh shit! I'll change it, it's upstairs," said Jimin cutting off Jungkook and sprinting out of his room.

He can't now let Jungkook change his dress too, and the thought itself had Jimin blush in embarrassment.
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Jimin locked himself in his room, as he took deep breaths from his racing heart, which could come out any moment now thinking back to being in his husband's arms.

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And Jungkook chuckled lightly seeing through the younger's thoughts, as he plopped onto the bed with a smile.

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