Hyungie plaything {Jikook} 🔞

12

The warmth of the water enveloped them both, a comforting blanket of heat in the dimly lit bathroom. Steam rose in lazy curls, blurring the edges of their surroundings. Jimin's small frame rested naturally against Jungkook's broad chest, his head finding its place on the older boy's shoulder. The weariness from the day seemed to dissolve in the stillness that surrounded them, leaving behind only the soft splash of water as Jimin idly kicked his legs, disturbing the surface in a playful rhythm.

Jimin's quiet humming filled the air, an innocent melody he seemed to create on the spot, matching the peacefulness of the moment. His legs moved in the water, not in haste but in gentle, unhurried motions, as if the world outside had ceased to exist. Jungkook's hand rested on Jimin's, their fingers loosely intertwined, and his thumb traced slow, deliberate circles on the back of Jimin's hand. Everything about the moment was calm-nothing dramatic, nothing rushed. Just the two of them, the warmth, and the quiet.

"Hyung..." Jimin's voice, soft yet clear, broke the comfortable silence, drawing Jungkook's gaze down to the boy in his arms. His tone wasn't demanding, just inquisitive, a gentle curiosity rather than urgency.

"Hmm?" Jungkook murmured in response, his voice low, relaxed. He didn't stop the steady motion of his thumb, continuing the soothing gesture over Jimin's hand.

"Why do people kiss?" Jimin's eyes lifted to meet Jungkook's, wide and innocent, the question falling from his lips as if it were the most natural thing in the world. There was no deeper meaning behind it-just pure curiosity from someone who didn't quite grasp the nuances of affection.

Jungkook's lips curved into a small smile, his amusement subtle. "Because," he began, his voice gentle, "it's a way to show someone you care about them. It's like saying, 'I love you,' without needing to say the words." Hyungie also gives you kisses, so why do you feel more confused now?

Jimin's brow furrowed slightly, his lips pursing in thought. It was the kind of pout that made him look even younger than he already did, as if the wheels in his mind were turning over this newfound information. The silence stretched for a few beats, the peacefulness of the moment undisturbed except for the soft movement of the water.

"Can I have a kiss, then?" Jimin's voice was soft, his eyes reflecting nothing but pure curiosity. There was no trace of mischief or intention in his question; it was as innocent as a child asking for a sweet after dinner.

Jungkook hesitated for only a moment before leaning in and pressing a light, affectionate kiss to Jimin's lips, a gesture so routine between them that it felt almost like breathing. It was a quick peck, a brotherly show of care, and he was ready to pull away when he felt Jimin's hand on his chest, stopping him. Jimin's expression had shifted, his eyes more serious now, the kind of seriousness that could only come from genuine curiosity.

"No, hyung," Jimin said, his lips forming a slight pout. "I want a kiss like the one Suga-hyung gave J-Hope-hyung in the office."

Jungkook blinked, caught entirely off guard. The words didn't immediately register, and when they did, his brain seemed to stutter, replaying what Jimin had just said. "Wait... what?" he managed, his tone one of confusion. "Suga and J-Hope?"

"Mm-hmm." Jimin nodded, his eyes wide, still innocent, completely unaware of the awkwardness his statement had introduced. "I saw them kissing. It looked... fun."

Jungkook let out a long sigh, rubbing a hand over his face as he tried to process what Jimin had just told him. "Those idiots," he muttered under his breath, his face heating up at the thought of Jimin witnessing something like that. He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "That kind of kiss, Jiminie... it's, uh, for adults."