The last thing Jungkook expected to see when he walked through the door of their shared apartment was two Jimins seated at the dining table having an intense stare down. For a minute, Jungkook believed his brain glitched until one of the Jimins spotted him, expression changing from hard glare to a soft smile almost immediately as he stood from his seat at the table and enveloped the taller male in a hug.
"What's going on? Why are there two of you?"
Since Jungkook was more alert than he first stepped into the apartment, he noticed the minor differences in the two. He noticed the difference in their hair and how they styled it. He noticed the difference in their eye colours.
"He showed up here this morning after you left for work. He's from a different timeline altogether," Jimin explained, arms crossed, brows furrowed.
"Are you?" Jungkook asked, question directed towards the other Jimin who was seated at the dining table, "How did you get here?"
"Yes, I am and I have zero clue about that," the other Jimin answered.
"Oh. Um, Jimin?"
"Yes, baby," they both answered almost immediately then threw a glare at each other.
"Okay well, first things first. I can't call both of you Jimin. It's going to confuse me and you both. So here's the thing," said Jungkook before he slid his hand in Jimin's and met his eyes, "You're my Jimin. While the other who travelled from the past, I'll refer to as JM. Is that sorted?"
"Yes," they both replied.
Jungkook nodded slowly before he turned to Jimin, "so now what? How will he go back to his own timeline?"
"No idea but let's figure it out quick because he's seriously getting on my nerves," said Jimin.
"He's you," Jungkook mumbled slowly just as JM chuckled, tone mocking as he teased Jimin.
"What's the matter? Trying to get rid of me sooner because you're afraid I'm right? Can't take the truth?"
Jungkook raised a brow, puzzled.
"It's not true," Jimin growled.
"What are you talking about?" Jungkook interrupted.
"Who can fuck you better," smirked JM, eyes boring into Jungkook's hungrily.
The younger felt his jaw drop slightly and his cheeks colour because what the fuck?
"He thinks he can fuck you better than I can," Jimin scoffs in response and Jungkook stares at him.
Like what?
They're literally the same person but from different timelines so where does the question of which Jimin fucks him better even come in?
"I don't think so. I know so," JM replies rather haughtily.
Jimin's eyes dangerously narrow into slits and an unreadable expression crosses his face.
"Prove it," Jimin demands.
Jungkook's eyes flit from Jimin to JM and back to Jimin in disbelief, too shocked to say anything. A look of surprise crosses JM's face not having anticipated the response he got from Jimin, but in a second it's replaced by a mischievous smirk.
"You know I'm not one to back down from a challenge," JM says.
"Then you should know I'm not one to do that either," Jimin smirks as he leans back in his seat, eyes fixed on JM as if challenging him to give everything he has got to prove his point valid.
JM doesn't seem to waste a single moment as he strips out of his shirt and pants, the sizable bulge prominent through his boxers. It's not something Jungkook hasn't seen before but there's something about having JM preparing to fuck him while his Jimin watches that has his cock twitching pathetically inside his jeans.
