By: @vera_ba
Working with Jimin is –– difficult.
No, wrong wording.
Working with Jimin is easy; however, working around him, that's a completely different story. Like right now, for instance, Jungkook is having a hard time concentrating on his screen, when he can't seem to tear his gaze away from Jimin's lips as the older chews on the end of a pen, brows furrowed as he's extremely focused on –– something in front of him. Jimin looks ridiculously good with things in his mouth – no sexual innuendo indented, Jungkook swears – sue him. Now that he thinks about it, Jimin is simply just pretty whatever he does. It's even pretty how he pushes his glasses up on his nose, which sounds absolutely ridiculous, but it is what it is.
Jungkook sighs, shifting his gaze back to the computer screen.
He registers the older standing up in his peripheral vision, trying his best not to look at him through the open office door – and failing miserably, because Jimin is wearing those extremely tight black jeans, the ones that make his thighs look amazing – they are, indeed, amazing, Jungkook has felt them up and close – and holy shit, how could anyone expect him not to wish for his skull to be crushed by those muscles–––
"Dude, you're drooling."
Jungkook blinks, tearing his gaze away and reflexively wiping his mouth with the back of his palm, giving his best friend –and worst enemy, apparently – a death stare when he realizes, he did not drool.
"Don't 'dude' me," he grumbles under his nose, "you sound like a teenage boy trying to act straight," he bites back good-naturedly, locking eyes with the brunet, "and failing miserably", he grimaces.
Taehyung gasps over-dramatically, clutching his heart, "way to bring up my shameful past, best friend," he presses the last words, feigning to be offended.
"It's okay, Hyung, some habits are hard to break," Jungkook muses half-mindedly, too busy stealing glances at a special someone –––
"Now that you mention 'break'" Tae replies nonchalantly, "when will you stop being stubborn and ask Jimin to break your back like a glowstick, so I won't have to endure all this sexual tension vibrating off you constantly –––" he snickers as the younger throws a stress ball at him, "vibrating, get it?"
"Kim Taehyung," Jungkook splutters, horrified, "he could hear you, you ass," he whisper shouts.
"He's in a phone call," Tae waves him off lazily, "anyway, back to the point," he continues, his friend groaning embarrassedly, "either that or please get something that is vibrating––– ow, stop," he falters off, whining displeasedly. as an eraser follows the stress ball.
"I hate you," Jungkook huffs, although, he does not mean it, "I'm breaking this friendship," he says, touching his index fingers and breaking them off for dramatic effect, the brunet rolling his eyes amusedly, "ten years of friendship down the drain, Hyung, I hope the joke was worth it," he continues, feigning a devastated sigh.
"Whatever," Tae plays along, "Jiminie will be my new best friend," he sticks his tongue out at the younger, "he's my soulmate anyway."
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Jikook Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of Jikook oneshots by me and other talented authors. (If you find one of your stories in this book, it's because I really loved the story and decided to add it to this collection. But if you don't want it to be in this book, just tell...
