Crossdress | Jikook 18+ ✓

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Please don't hate me for mentioning crossdressing.

It's just something I wanted to explore in writing.

WARNING! SMUT AHEAD!

Enjoy!

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"look jungkook i love you but I'm not going to wear that."

"Jimin please!" Jungkook whined, gripping on the black dress tightly. That was a dress that reached mid thighs, with a ribbon at waist, laces on collarbones along with strip shoulders. It was beautiful in Jungkook's eyes so he thought it to buy for his boyfriend jimin. But, jimin disgreed to wear something like that.

"You want me to cross dress? No way in hell I'm doing that! I'm a guy!" Jimin shouted, placing his hands on his hips as he stared down at jungkook, sitting on the corner of the bed with a pout. "I can do anything for you but this? No."

"Jimin all you have to do is wear this, do a spin infront of me and then remove this dress. It's not like I'm telling you to wear this for all your life, just one time jimin. Only for one minute, can't you do that for me?" Jungkook tried showing his puppy eye's, knowing it's jimin's weakness whenever he do that.

"Still, no is a no." Jimin didn't bated, he wanted to win and not wear this dress.

"Fine." Jungkook let out a sigh and stood up. "Then I'm going to ask for a girl and tell her to wear this for me since my boyfriend doesn't fulfill just one of my simple wishes."

Jimin let out a offended and jealous gasp, widening his eyes in process. "What did just you say?"

"If you don't want to wear this it's alright. I might ask one of the girl in our class? I know they'll agree-"

"Stop! Just stop!" Jimin shouted, in fury. He couldn't believe that jungkook spit out something like that.

"It's fine jimin, you don't want to wear this." Jungkook then started to walk towards the door of jimin's bedroom but he was stopped when he felt a tug in his wrist. He looked back to see jimin gripping on the dress.

"Give it to me! You ain't asking no fucking bitch to wear this!" Jimin snatched the dress from Jungkook's hand and held it close to his chest like his life depends on it.

Jungkook looked at him boringly. "Fine keep it to yourself, I'm going home." He again started to walk but was stopped when jimin came in view and stand to his face, blocking him to walk to the door.

"F-Fine, I'm going to wear this!" Jimin murmured but it was enough for jungkook to hear it. Jimin pushed jungkook back at the bed and sat him down. "I can show you that I'm better than all the girls out there."

"Go on, prove me that." Jungkook challanged, with a smirk.

Jimin just scoffed and turned around walking inside the bathroom. Jungkook secretly sequeled when jimin was gone, he flopped on the bed like a starfish and started to roll himself while giggling and laughing. He couldn't wait to see jimin in that black dress.

"Fuck! He'd look so beautiful in that dress!" Jungkook said again laughing and giggling, then shoving his face in the pillow. He sniffed jimin's strawberry shampoo which jimin uses to wash his hair, jungkook let out a heavy breath sniffing the scent.

Just then he heard a thud. He faced the door and asked. "Jimin you okay? Do you need any help baby?"

"Ugh! This dress! No i don't need your help asshole!" Jungkook just laughed at the curse, then again sniffing the scent on the pillow.

After a few seconds jungkook heard a click, making his head whip at the bathroom door. Jimin peeked outside, his dress wasn't showing off it was his head who peeked outside. "Close your eyes!" Jimin glared at jungkook, who did nothing and close his eyes.