CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, AND REFERENCES TO SCARS, BLOOD AND SEXUAL CONTENT
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Waking up the next morning is something Jimin struggles to prepare for.
As his eyes slowly flutter open, he feels a weight on his pelvis, pressing down and shifting every once in a while. The glaring light from a camera is the first thing to assault his vision, causing black spots to dance wherever he looks.
Jungkook's pretty face is smiling behind the camera, taking sudden and rapid pictures of Jimin as he comes to. Usually, Jimin would think the action was rather cute and wholesome, but he's struggling to attach those words to anything related to Jungkook after last night.
"I didn't mean to wake you up," Jungkook smiles, cheery and chirpy. "Got some good pictures while you were sleeping, though."
With that, Jungkook climbs off of Jimin's lap and trudges over to his laptop, plugging his camera into the device. It leaves Jimin stumped, mind spinning out of control and asking himself how many times Jungkook has taken pictures without Jimin's knowledge.
He's still puzzled and scared about the events that unfolded last night. Sleeping was almost impossible as he thought on the hundred reasons why Jungkook doesn't think he's 'innocent' anymore.
God, Jimin can hardly think.
"Do you take pictures of everyone while they're asleep?" He's trying to act cool and seem normal enough for Jungkook not to grow suspicious.
Jungkook spins around in his chair, smiling at Jimin in a way that makes the hairs along his arms jump in fear. There's something off about the boy's entire aura and Jimin feels the need to walk on eggshells around him.
"Only the ones that matter."
Typically, the words should be flirtatious and Jimin would be blushing before he can help it, but the comment simply sends a shiver down his spine. The comment lacks any sort of romantic or flirty nature, and just leaves distaste in Jimin's mouth because the photographer is hiding more than he's letting on.
Unfortunately, Jungkook picks up on Jimin's sudden change in posture.
"What's up? You're not acting like yourself," Jungkook's lips curl into a frown, not bothering to give the model the opportunity to answer before he's opening his mouth again. "Come here."
Arms opening in comfort, Jungkook is expecting the boy to come and sit on his lap, but Jimin would rather stay where he is. He doesn't want to be anywhere near Jungkook right now because he doesn't completely trust him.
However, as the silent moments drag on and Jimin remains on the bed, Jungkook's face contorts in an expression of irritation. Eyebrows furrowing together in frustration, Jungkook shoots the model a stern look, glaring daggers into his fragile form, and Jimin suddenly feels rather compelled to follow along.
"I'm not gonna hurt you." Jungkook mumbles, yet Jimin is still able to catch it.
For some reason, he doubts that. The scratch marks and dried blood staining the infinity cove is enough for doubts to plant in Jimin's head about whether Jungkook would truly hurt him. It seems likely to him.
Regardless, Jimin pushes himself away from the comfy bed and stalks his way towards the photographer, holding eye-contact for as long as he possibly can. For once, he wants to be overpowering and dominant – to show Jungkook that he still has some control over himself and the situation.
"Yeah?" Jimin grins as he seats himself on Jungkook's lap, arms resting over the younger boy's shoulders. "The blood and scratch marks say otherwise."
Eyes briefly flicking over to the infinity cove, Jungkook bites his lip in amusement, hands settling on the curve of Jimin's ass. Their foreheads press together, breathing mixed in the silence and lust of the room, and Jungkook is mere inches away from kissing the model.
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Fanfiction"black and white photography is prettier" - in which jeon jungkook is a studying photographer and park jimin is an aspiring model
