CRYSTAL SNOW | JIKOOK

Let Me Save You

"Did you want to take a shower?" Jungkook asks sometime later. They had spent a long time absorbed in teasing each other neither bothering to push for anything more. Jimin had only let go of Jungkook long enough for him to dose. He'd done it in the bathroom this time. If Jimin wanted to get into drugs Jungkook wasn't about to tell him off but he wasn't going to supply them. It was too close to being a dealer and ending up in a sticky place. He never wanted Jimin to stay with him because he was supplying him. He was reading quietly as was Jungkook. He had picked up a book on impulse and was reminded how much he loved reading. Now thinking he remembered Jimin wanted a shower.

Jimin looked up from his book. He had no idea how long he had spent curled up against Jungkook's side completely absorbed in his book. "Oh yeah," Jimin said when he realized what Jungkook was saying. Jimin had meant to shower ages ago but got distracted by his new addiction - Jungkook's kisses. Jimin pushed himself up after marking his place and dumped his book near his pillows for him to pick up again later. He kissed Jungkook softly for a moment before climbing over him. "I won't be long."

Jungkook watched him go, already missing the warmth on his body. He marked his spot and got up. He texted Jimin in case he was late coming back up that he was grabbing a shower too. He was still aware of Namjoon's rules and doubted they had changed. He rebandaged the brand but his abdomen was mostly closed up. It didn't even hurt. He headed back up to Jimin's room, the shower was still running. He settled back on the bed and opened the book while trying not to lay on the brand which was painful again. As painful as it had been when that metal had been pressed to his skin. He hated that Namjoon had done that to him.

Jimin shut off the shower and dried himself before dressing in fresh pajamas that he had picked up from the laundry room, only managing to find his summer pajamas which consisted of shorts and a loose t-shirt. He dressed and left his hair wet so it could air dry before making his way back to his bedroom. He grinned when he saw Jungkook still on the bed and climbed back onto the mattress. "What time is it? We should think about dinner soon," Jimin said with a smile as he sat cross-legged next to Jungkook.

"A little after four," Jungkook said, placing the book on the table wrapping his arms around Jimin, and pulling him down. "Why were you sitting so far away? You're sick you should be lying down," Jungkook said rolling Jimin onto his back. He leaned down to kiss the high schooler holding him close. He kept most of his weight off Jimin not wanting to squash him.

Jimin giggled, wrapped his arms around Jungkook, and kissed him soundly for several long minutes. "If I have to stay in bed, does that mean you're cooking and bringing me dinner in bed?" Jimin asked with a grin and a small laugh before reaching up and kissing Jungkook again. Jungkook's kisses really were an addiction and Jimin couldn't get enough of them.

"I can't cook," Jungkook said. "Namjoon left his card downstairs. Figured we would order something." Jungkook stayed contentedly wrapped up with Jimin. He stroked Jimin's face. "You know I like the makeup but you are amazingly handsome without it." He liked looking at Jimin, it could easily become a hobby or an obsession.

Jimin smiled as he looked up at Jungkook and stared directly into those dark brown eyes. "I like your face too," Jimin whispered as he looked at Jungkook. He really did, he had spent so long staring at Jungkook's face, mapping out all his features. From his dark eyes to the curve of his nose, to the way he worried his lip ring. "What shall we order today?" Jimin asked as he reached up to play with the hair on the nape of Jungkook's neck.

"I am not a picky eater mostly because I can't taste anything. Order what you like. You should probably venture past pizza and Chinese since you've had both recently but beyond that... " Jungkook trailed off with a shrug. He could feel Jimin's hands rake through his locks. "You know I have never let a partner play with my hair even before the whole mess with the gang. I don't mind that you do it's nice." He liked Jimin's soft warm hands playing with his hair.