Jungkook loved the rain. He loved that moment in K-dramas and American movies where the couple would meet each other in the rain and have a big, dramatic kiss. He wanted that. He wanted to have that moment where someone needed him so badly they'd risk running through the rain just to find him. To be with him.
Unfortunately, though, Jungkook wasn't like the other guys he knew. Jungkook like men, not women. He'd met exactly one other person who understood him at all in that regard. Min Yoongi, his best friend who felt more like an older brother, liked men and women. It was different though. When Min Yoongi said he was attracted to women, he wasn't lying. Jungkook was.
He had convinced himself that he would never have his kiss in the rain and that no one would ever love him because of his secret. Until...
When Jungkook was 22, Yoongi had invited him to a party with a group of his friends he didn't really know. He'd met Yoongi's friend Hoseok before, and his friend Taehyung, who was apparently quite the ladies man. He'd even met Namjoon before. Actually, Jungkook had once had a raging crush on the man who gently let him down easy by explaining that he was straight...and married...to a woman. It was at that party, however, that he met Seokjin for the first time. Back in Namjoon's single days, Seokjin had been his wingman.
"A terrible wingman," Namjoon would tease. "He was too handsome and would steal all the ladies for himself."
It was also where he met Park Jimin, Hoseok and Taehyung's best friend, for the first time. The moment he laid eyes on him, Jungkook knew he would never be the same. He melted each time Jimin smiled. He cooed every time Jimin acted cute. Every thought that ran through his head from that night onward was Jimin, Jimin, Jimin.
He'd known the adorable man for a year now and had only fallen deeper and deeper for him. Everyone could tell. Everyone knew. Jungkook was embarrassed at first, terrified he'd be ostracized from their group because of his orientation, but he was pleasantly surprised to discover that no one really cared.
"Yoongi's bi," Hoseok explained simply when he'd asked, as if that explained everything.
The group may have known what Jungkook was, but he was only worried about what Jimin was. Jungkook had never seen Jimin with a girlfriend, or a boyfriend for that matter. He'd only ever seen...Jimin. He held such longing for him that he was certain Jimin himself had to have known. Everyone else had told him it was so painfully obvious.
"Why don't you just tell him how you feel? You guys are practically best friends now," Taehyung encouraged. Hoseok agreed, but Jungkook was too anxious to follow through on his friends' advice. Even Yoongi would roll his eyes and tell Jungkook to just tell him.
Jungkook had finally resolved to do just that.
The first time he tried to tell Jimin how he felt, he accidentally spilled hot chocolate in his lap and scalded his inner thighs. Jimin had insisted it was alright.
"No, don't worry, Kookie," he smiled, expression poorly hiding his pain. "You didn't mean to. Maybe an ice pack will help?"
He'd been trying to wipe the hot drink off his pants, but that seemed to make Jimin even more uncomfortable. He sighed, nodded, and got him some ice packs from his freezer. It was not his night, he decided.
The second time he tried to tell Jimin how he felt, he'd decided to take a more romantic approach than a conversation over hot chocolate. He'd booked a day trip on a sailboat with a romantic dinner reservation after. They had never made it to dinner. Jimin had spent four hours vomiting aboard the sailboat before he finally allowed Jungkook to call the day off and take him home.
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Me, Myself, and Jikook (Jikook Oneshots)
FanfictionJust a compilation of random, sporadic short Jikook stories because I have no time for a proper story, but I still want to write. I also sometimes don't have the mental capacity for a full story. Anyway...just a bunch of cute, fluffy, sometimes sm...