Strawberry Secrets ✔︎|tk

*⋆🍓Squeals and Smiles🍓⋆*

"Hyung, can you believe it? He actually did it in front of everyone! And he called me 'Jungkookie' AHH, that deep voice!" Jungkook was practically bouncing off the walls, re-enacting the whole scene with exaggerated excitement. He jumped up and down on his bed, rolling back and forth, like a kid who'd just gotten the best gift ever.

Jimin, sitting cross-legged on the floor with his phone in hand, let out a heavy sigh. He looked up at Jungkook, who was full of energy, and then went back to scrolling through his messages. "Yah, stop squealing, love-sick fool," Jimin said with a mix of amusement and irritation. He was trying to focus, but Jungkook was making it impossible.

But Jungkook wouldn't be ignored. He threw his arms out dramatically, rolling once more, as if this moment was a major plot twist in his life. "Hyung, you don't get it! Imagine if Yoongi hyung did something like that to you. Can you even imagine it? Yoongi calling you 'Jiminie' with that voice of his?!"

At the mention of Yoongi, Jimin's face flushed instantly. He wasn't even trying to hide it his thoughts immediately drifted to Yoongi's grumpy yet captivating presence. Just the idea of Yoongi doing something so...unexpected, so personal, made Jimin's heart skip a beat. A shy smile tugged at his lips, and his gaze dropped back to his phone, trying to hide the way his cheeks were burning.

Jungkook caught it all. He noticed Jimin's sudden shift in mood his flushed face, the soft smile that appeared out of nowhere. A mischievous grin spread across Jungkook's face. Oh, he knew exactly what was going on.

Without a word, Jungkook grabbed a blanket and a couple of pillows, then tossed them toward Jimin. "Take this, hyung!" he shouted, and suddenly, Jimin was buried under a pile of blankets and pillows.

"Jeon Jungkook!" Jimin shouted, half-annoyed, half-laughing as he tried to squirm out from under the mess. "What the hell, man?"

Jungkook was cackling, rolling around on the bed, loving every second of it. "That's what you get for being all shy about Yoongi hyung!" he laughed, his voice bright and loud, filling the room.

Jimin finally freed himself, shooting Jungkook a playful glare. "I can't believe you just threw pillows at me."

Jungkook raised his hands innocently. "What? You looked like you needed a distraction."

"I needed a break from you talking about Taehyung for the hundredth time," Jimin shot back with a smirk. "Honestly, you act like you're in love."

"I am in love!" Jungkook replied, rolling his eyes like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Can you blame me? Taehyung's got style, and I'm not just talking about the cakes!"

"Ugh, stop," Jimin groaned. "You're acting like a teenager."

Jungkook grinned, eyes twinkling with energy. "Yeah, well, maybe I am a teenager! I'm just...happy, okay?"

Jimin couldn't help but laugh at how contagious Jungkook's energy was. "Alright, alright, I get it. You're obsessed. I just want to finish this text, okay?" he said, giving up on pretending to focus.

Jungkook plopped down next to him, looking over Jimin's shoulder. "So, who are you texting?" he asked, trying to peek at the screen.

Jimin rolled his eyes but didn't hide it. "None of your business."

"Tell meeee," Jungkook whined, poking him in the ribs.

"Fine, fine," Jimin finally said, shoving his phone away. "It's nothing."

But Jungkook's grin said it all. "I knew it! You've got a crush, don't you? You're just as bad as me."

Jimin groaned, tossing a pillow at Jungkook's face. "Shut up, you're worse."

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