Anyone, But A Jock | Jikook (Mini)

Chapter Twelve: The Aftermath

Jimin woke up completely wrapped in Jungkook's arms. Waking up to Jungkook's scent, the warmth of his chest and the oversized shirt draped around Jimin's frame made Jimin's omega near purr in his chest.

He looked at Jungkook's beautiful face - his eyelids and lips heavy with sleep. Jimin traced each mole with the lightest brush of his fingertips, soaking Jungkook in while he rested.

Jimin swallowed; the claiming marks Jungkook had left over his body seemed to burn. There were no mating ones, but the imprints of Jungkook's teeth had gone deep, marking his neck and thighs.

With a surprisingly content smile, Jimin nuzzled deeper into Jungkook, whose arm was a comforting weight around his waist. He inhaled Jungkook's scent, breathing it in slowly and deliberately, feeling his omega settle further inside him. A part of him whispered that he should feel embarrassed being so cuddly and clingy - but Jimin silenced the thought with the same strength of sass he usually directed at Yoona after one of her art critiques.

It wasn't his fault Jungkook was so fucking comfortable. He was like a giant black bear - one that rolled around in the mud, making it impossible not to want to rub his head, even though the zookeepers constantly reminded everyone that a single bite could take your head off.

Memories of last night rushed back to him - of what they did together - and Jimin's face flushed a deep red. But the last thing he wanted to do was get up.

As he moved, the fucking raw fire in his ass doubled down on the thought.

Jungkook blinked awake; he yawned cutely and stretched his arms out before settling them back around Jimin's waist, nuzzling his nose into Jimin's neck. Jimin gasped, swallowing as Jungkook's scent enveloped him, seeping under his skin. His omega hummed in response, instinctively welcoming the display of affection. A broad smile spread across Jungkook's face. The alpha's eyes were bright and full of life.

Jungkook buzzed with a truly remarkable amount of energy for someone who had only just woken up.

"Sleep well?" Jimin murmured, offering a smile in return. His was smaller, shyer, but just as intense.

Jungkook laughed. "Cute." He pressed a kiss to Jimin's forehead before shifting out from under the comforter that had become a part of Jimin's nest.

Jimin shot him the largest, most dramatic pout he could possibly achieve. "Why are you getting up? The nest's so warm." He whined, cuddling back up into the sheets.

Jungkook pulled on his sweatpants that had landed on the floor, leaning down to kiss Jimin's neck before standing tall and stretching his arms overhead again. Jimin couldn't help but watch as the muscles in Jungkook's chest shifted, the v-line dipping into his sweatpants. Jungkook was near glowing as the morning sun filtered through the windows, hitting his back perfectly.

"I'm gonna make us some brekkie." He said.

"Some what?" Jimin snorted, tossing a pillow at Jungkook. He dodged it easily, then punched the pillow like a kid playing karate.

"I heard that's what people in Australia call it. Breakfast. But cute. Like you." Jungkook said, tossing the pillow back at Jimin.

Jimin pouted again. Every fiber of his being protested the idea of Jungkook leaving his side. Jimin groaned, rolling out of his nest, and as Jungkook turned to head to the kitchen, Jimin lunged, throwing himself onto the alpha's back.

Jungkook grunted in surprise, then laughed, his powerful hands quickly finding their way under Jimin's knees as the omega clung to him like a koala.

Jungkook grabbed eggs, butter, and mini sausages from the fridge, then took a frying pan from the cabinet. He moved effortlessly - as if carrying an omega on his back was just another part of his daily routine. Jimin kissed Jungkook's neck, mainly because he wasn't sure what else to do while clinging onto the back of someone, which made Jungkook snort as he heated the pan.