Me, Myself, and Jikook (Jikook Oneshots)

Osaka Live Part Two

They'd barely made it into the hotel room before Jungkook shoved Jimin against the wall. His kisses were heated and a foreshadowing of the night to come. It hardly seemed like an entire concert had passed by, let alone all the time it took to get the members back to their hotel. Jimin and Jungkook were just as aroused as they were before they'd touched each other in the practice room. Jungkook tugged Jimin's shirt off and made quick work of his pants. Jimin barely managed to get Jungkook's shirt off before he'd dropped to his knees. Jungkook looked up for a moment, surveying the body that would soon be all his, before plunging Jimin's member into his mouth.

Jimin's head fell back against the wall as he clung to it for support against the onslaught of Jungkook's tongue and lips wrapped firmly around him. Jungkook teased and nipped, rolling his tongue over Jimin's most sensitive skin. Jimin laced his fingers around Jungkook's head, helping him with each thrust until Jungkook abruptly pulled away.

"What's wrong? Was I too rough?" Jimin clutched Jungkook's chin in his hand. Instead of seeing pain or discomfort as he'd expected, though, Jimin only saw yearning.

"The only thing that's wrong right now is that I'm not inside you, Jimin-ah."

Jimin's breathing shallowed and he let himself be thrown to the bed without so much as the covers being pulled back. Jungkook hesitated before climbing on top of him.

"Would you think it was too much if I put on the playlist I made for this?"

Melting just a little, Jimin breathed, "Oh, Jungkookie. Jungkookie, You made a playlist just for this?"

Jungkook looked a little confused. "Of course I did. I wanted it to be special for you. Because...well...you're special to me."

"I think it wouldn't be right without the playlist then."

Smiling softly, Jimin listened as Paper Hearts began playing. "You remembered that I love this song after all this time?"

"Of course. I remember a lot more about you than you know."

Shyly, Jimin beamed at Jungkook. "I really believe that you are my destiny, Jeon Jungkook."

"Destiny," Jungkook parroted back as he leaned in to softly kiss Jimin.

Jimin wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, weaving his fingers through his hair as he pulled him closer. Gentle turned more impassioned as Jungkook grated his hips into Jimin.

"It's not fair that I'm the only one naked, Jungkookie." With a coy smile, Jimin asked, "Join me?"

Jungkook sluggishly peeled his pants off, much to the playful frustration of Jimin. With both men being naked, they stopped for a moment, taking in the sight of each other just before they embarked on this physical journey together. Jimin lubricated Jungkook with his tongue, eliciting grunts of excitement from him.

"Are you ready, Jimin?"

Jimin smiled warmly at Jungkook. "I've been ready for this moment since the first time we met. I've waited so long for you to love me the way I love you."

Jungkook's face fell slightly. "I'm sorry, Jimin-ah. I wish I'd been less afraid sooner. We could've had so much more time together."

Chuckling, Jimin cupped Jungkook's cheeks. "Don't be sorry, Kookie. You were always worth the wait for me."

Fighting back tears, Jungkook's lips crashed into Jimin's. Positioning himself, Jungkook carefully and deliberately pressed himself into Jimin.

"Tell me if I hurt you, Jimin. I'll stop. I promise. I never want to hurt you. I love you so much."

"I know, Jungkookie. Just go slow at first. I'll be okay, and I will tell you if I'm not."

Inch by inch, Jungkook slid into Jimin. He kept an easy pace as Jimin adjusted to the feel of him at first. As the initial discomfort faded, though, Jimin begged for more.

"Faster, Jungkook-ah. Faster, please."

"Ah, Jimin-ah, I won't last long that way. I don't know if I can."

Jimin grasped his own length and began stroking rapidly as Jungkook sped up his thrusts.

"Jimin, I can't. I can't. I'm going to—" Jungkook bellowed out in ecstasy as he released himself inside Jimin.

Feeling Jungkook's ejaculation, Jimin reached his own climax, covering Jungkook's chest as if even his seed wanted to mark Jungkook as his territory.

They laid next to each other, drenched in sweat and each other, gasping for air.

"That was..." Jungkook rasped out.

"I know," Jimin replied with a laugh. "I'll get a towel to clean you up. I got all over you."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow with a smirk. "I don't mind."

Flustered, Jimin giggled and went into the bathroom. Jungkook smiled at the ceiling, hardly believing what they'd just done. All the years of loving him but being afraid. Of wanting his attention but fearing Jimin had given up on him. Of finally being able to show him how he felt. Having moments where he felt bold enough to hint to the world that Park Jimin was the man for him. They had finally given each other the ultimate gift. Jungkook felt like a man now. A man who loved and was loved by a man who was sexy and kind, but also cute and mischievous. He felt like the luckiest man alive.

Jimin was feeling much the same and having many of the same thoughts when they all came crashing down at the sound of frantic knocks.

"Jungkook-ah! Jungkook-ah!"

A frantic Jungkook appeared within seconds ushering Jimin fully into the bathroom.

He shot Jimin a panicked glance as he asked loudly toward the door, "Who is it?"

"Jungkook, I'm on vlive—"

"Who is it?!"

"V."

Pointing to the bathroom and as quietly as his panic would allow, Jungkook said, "Jim-Jimin..."

To Taehyung he yelled, "Wait a second, I'm not wearing any clothes."

He could hear Tae talking on vlive just outside his door as Jimin hastily wiped Jungkook's chest and followed his instructions to wait in the bathroom.

"Wait!" He yelled, as much to Jimin as it was to Taehyung.

"Jungkook, you're not wearing any clothes?" filtered in through the hallway door.

I will murder Tae for this, Jimin thought to himself angrily as he closed the bathroom door. This was supposed to be a special moment between just him and Jungkook. Taehyung felt like a shattering of their perfect bubble they had only just created.

"Jungkook-ah, are you not wearing anything?"

Jungkook opened the door to Taehyung. "I wasn't wearing pants."

The playlist Jungkook had curated just for Jimin was still playing. Jungkook could hardly contain his irritation with Taehyung as he listened to Body Electric blaring while he struggled to tie his robe with shaking hands.

*Watch the rest ofthe Osaka live at this point to enjoy fully*

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A/N: Last old one!  I promise!  All new from here on out!