Was it you? - Jikook

4. Closer than this

Room service arrived to Jimin's door when he was watching a movie.

With his tummy growling from the last day's concert, he ran to the door to receive his fresh Chinese food and a large drink. The staff member just laughed it off when he saw the boy practically steal the food from his hands and bow.

"Enjoy it." It was all he said before walking back to the elevator.

Jimin was embarrassed but licked his lips anyway, unable to wait longer to have the soup and meat. He hurried to the hallway to open his door, thinking maybe a good YouTube video could be the perfect match for such a dinner.

"Bon appetit."

The deep voice stopped Jimin's train of thought. He was forced to look straight from the door, where Jungkook was smiling while being in his door frame. He had a tank top and gym pants. 

"Junkook-ah..." Jimin bowed, trying to not let go of his food. "Thanks." He almost dropped a badge but managed to take it. Jimin cursed himself for the sudden clumsiness, and told himself it was nothing. Jungkook in a tank top was nothing, sure.

"Want me to help you with that?" Jungkook moved to help.

"No!" The yell was left on t with some of a higher register and immediately made Jimin clear his throat not to sound so immature. "I mean, no...it's fine."

Jungkook crossed his arms, leaning on the door frame once again. He took some time to stare at Jimin front top to bottom and then rest in his eyes.

"Are you sure? You look tense."

"I'm not." Jimin let out, somewhat annoyed of the teasing attitude. However, it was hard to remain angry when Jungkook was staring at him like that, with tattoos in full display and a playful smirk on his lips. Jimin wanted to kill himself.

"Ok then...but that's way too much food for one person."

"Order some then...and put on a decent shirt for fuck's sake!" Jimin covered his blushed face with the heavy bag on his arms.

Jungkook looked down on his own body and then back at Jimin. He walked until they were in front of each other and leaned closer to his face. Carefully, he took Jimin's hands in his own and moved them out to take a look at that red face of his.

"Why? Are you nervous, Hyung?"

"STOP IT!" Jimin tried to back off entering his room, but he couldn't close the door.

Hurringly, he left the food on the room's table, but before he could remember the lock, Jungkook was already helding him by the waist, turning his body to force him to look at him.

The gaze became strong, and Jimin wanted to be let free. He fought for some time and managed for Jungkook to let him go.

"Jungkook, go back to your room."

"I was curious, Hyung," Jungkook ignored the plea and walked around the room "have you been sleeping well?"

"What?" Jimin was confused, totally lost in fact. He just tried to take his distance and back off at every step Jungkook would take.

"The dream. I want to know if you've had it again." His tone was flirty, a clear sign he wasn't even sure about what he was doing. Jimin noticed it and complained.

"Jungkook stop. That's not a joke."

"I was never joking." Jungkook made his eyes go clueless, tender even. "I'm really curious...as you seemed to like it a lot."

"I did not."

Jungkook walked over to him faster and pinned him to the wall. Jimin put his hands on Jungkook's chest to stop him from leaning closer.

"Jungkook, we talked. You said you were going to stop this."

"I don't know why can't you understand Hyung." Jungkook said, angry at himself. Angry at how much he wanted to go back in time.

"There's nothing to understand."

"We still have time!" Jungkook argued, almost whimpered. "You just have to admit that you still want me back."

Jimin looked down. That was...what he feared. The movie kept in the back of the conversation when Jimin  replied, fast and clear.

"You're wrong. I don't want you."

Jungkook hissed and turned his gaze into a dark lurky game. He refused to let that end that way.

"Look at me." Jungkook ordered, but Jimin couldn't. "Look at me and repeat it." He tried again.

There were tears forming in Jungkook's eyes, in the mercy of Jimin's words, of his lack of emotions.

"Why do you have to make everything so dramatic?" Jimin smiled, not wanting to take anything back. "We talked this out like adults so why are you such a child?"

Jungkook backed off and passed his fingers through his long hair, breathing heavily. His Hyung remained standing in front of him, mindless.

"Don't you understand that I like you? I'm trying but I can't stop it." Jungkook found himself admitting.

Jimin would just stare at him with a straight face, wondering how bad of a person he was to make such a pure human like Jungkook crush like that. He wasn't a kid anymore, however, what was it about now that made him look so innocent?

"You're marrying her soon. You can't keep this up." Jimin finally said. Jungkook laughed jokingly and walked away from him.

"Everything is easy for you."

"You're just going through a phase."

"And who's to blame?" Jungkook asked, going back to Jimin. "You know it and still flirt with me over and over. But still you say others can't know."

Jimin wanted to say he didn't, that he wouldn't. He got offended at the accusation of doing such a thing, but didn't said anything about it. He thought maybe Jungkook had too much pressure over him and that's why he had gone to see him, like he did in the old days.

"It would ruin us. You know it. If people find out you were ever with me...if you leave your fianceé now and decide to make us public, everything we've worked for will go."

"I know..." Jungkook sighed, with a lazy smile "the only thing you ever talk about is that."

"Then just listen. I'll forget it was you. You never kiss me again."

Jungkook took Jimin by the face slowly and dragged him harsh against his own face.

"Or what?"

"Jungkook, don't." Jimin held Jungkook's hands on his neck, trying to make them loose but ultimately failing.

"You know damn well you can't sleep well when you haven't..."

"Shut up." Jimin let himself go and pulled his face away.

"I can't." Jungkoon said, a little more calmed.

"Then go to sleep." Jimin said, angry as ever, wanting for Jungkook to get out, hoping to not see his face again.

Everything had been a terrible mistake.

Jungkook listened and walked over to the door, trying to hold back tears. He needed to get everything back to place, but it seemed Jimin was still not ready to accept any of that. Any of himself.

Any of the time they had shared something, time ago.