Unlikely Hearts JIKOOK FF

CHAPTER XXI

AUTHOR'S POV

Jimin sat on the bench, his eyes fixed on Jungkook's every move. The basketball court was filled with the sound of sneakers squeaking against the polished floor and the rhythmic thuds of the ball hitting the ground. But all Jimin could hear was the rapid beat of his own heart as he watched Jungkook's athletic prowess on full display.

Each time the ball left Jungkook's skilled hands, soaring through the air towards the hoop, Jimin couldn't help but let out a small squeal of excitement. He found himself captivated by the grace and agility with which Jungkook moved, his body fluid and controlled. Sweat glistened on Jungkook's forehead, and with every drop that trickled down the back of his neck, Jimin felt his own throat go dry.

Lost in his thoughts, Jimin was momentarily unprepared when the game came to a halt for a break. He fidgeted nervously, adrenaline still coursing through his veins. Gathering his courage, he shuffled closer to the sideline where Jungkook stood catching his breath. With trembling hands, Jimin held out a bottle of water, the cool condensation creating small beads on its surface, "Jungkookie...here"

Jungkook blinked in surprise at the unexpected gesture, but a small smile carved his lips. "Thanks." he muttered with a hint of breathlessness.

Jimin's face flushed a deep shade of pink at the sound of his name voiced by Jungkook's own lips. It was a moment that he had secretly longed for, a brief exchange that held a world of meaning for him. His heart swelled with happiness; despite the teasing glances he could feel from their curious teammates.

He quietly retreated back to the bench, settling into his seat as he stole another glance at Jungkook. A mixture of admiration and shyness coursed through him, an intoxicating combination that left him feeling light-headed. From the corner of his eye, he could see the other players, playfully nudging each other and whispering amongst themselves. Jimin could only imagine what they were saying, but he refused to let their chatter dampen the ephemeral joy he felt in that moment.

As the break came to an end, the game resumed, and Jimin found himself once again drawn to the court like a moth to a flame. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Jungkook, who effortlessly weaved his way through the opposing players, dribbling past them with unparalleled finesse.

With each perfect shot Jungkook made, Jimin's heart soared, as if he had sunk that basket himself. The crowd erupted with cheers and applause, but Jimin's voice got lost in the sea of admiration. Content to silently cheer on his crush, Jimin basked in the radiance of Jungkook's talent.

Even though Jimin's eyes were mainly fixed on Jungkook, he couldn't help but appreciate the unity and camaraderie that flourished amongst the players. They moved as one, a well-oiled machine, always aware of each other's presence on the court. As the final whistle blew, Jimin applauded along with the rest of the crowd, his hands aching from the fervor in which he clapped. It was a bittersweet moment, the end of a game filled with sweat, passion, and a rollercoaster of emotions. Jimin couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness, knowing that he would have to wait until the next game to witness Jungkook's brilliance once more.

With a final glance at Jungkook, who was being congratulated by his teammates, Jimin decided to visit his best friend at the photography club. They haven't been able to spend time with each other these past few days as Taehyung who had been preoccupied with his club activities lately.

As Jimin walked into the clubroom, his eyes landed on Taehyung, who was engrossed in a conversation with his club members. Jimin recognized one person whose Taehyung's talking to was one of Jungkook's friends, Namjoon.

Without a moment's hesitation, Taehyung's eyes lit up when he spotted Jimin. He immediately broke away from the group, a wide grin spreading across his face. In an instant, Taehyung engulfed Jimin in a warm embrace that felt like home.