TOXIC SEDUCTION 🔞(JIKOOK)🔞

Chapter 41&42

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Jimin stayed in his arms for what looks like forever, and like magic, his body temperature started going down.

Jungkook hugged him tighter, diving his fingers into his dark sleek hair and allowing him to find calmness in his embrace__and his scent.

He broke the hug after five long minutes, and when his face came back to him, he dabbed the streaks of tears with his warm thumb.

Jimin wouldn't stop staring at his eyes.

They're not dark or blank or cold as usual. There's a slight drop on his lids, and that seems to be covering his eyes like he doesn't want to look at him or something.

He squatted in front of him suddenly, and Jimin hiccupped as he took off his sneakers, leaving him barefoot.

He raised his(Jimin) right leg from the ground, and Jimin quickly held his hair for balance as Jungkook inserted his leg into the sneaker.

It looks funny because it's way bigger.

"My leg is slim" Jimin voiced out gently.

"I know" he replied, tying the lace before wearing the second one for him.

He stood and got another pair of sneakers from his bike safe, putting that on, then he climbed the bike.

"Home? I don't wanna go home yet" Jimin shook his head.

"I'm not taking you home yet. Come here" he replied, and Jimin made to walk, but the big sneakers made him start dragging his feet on the ground.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself, stopping after three drags.

Levi smirked knowingly.

"Jungkook are you enjoying this?" He chuckled, and Jungkook stretched his hand forward.

"C'mon, fox" he tilted his head.

Jimin smiled and took two more drags before getting to him.

He took his hand and pulled him closer, covering the remaining distance.

He got the second helmet and wore it on Jimin's head, then he began strapping.

"I can do it myself" Jimin said.

"I know, shh" he replied, and Jimin smiled again.

He finished strapping, and Jimin climbed behind him, wrapping his arms on his tummy.

"Wait...my car" he suddenly remembered.

"One of the workers here will take it back" Jungkook replied, kicking the bike to life.

He didn't tell Jimin to hold tight before moving, the jerk made him hold him tighter, his nails almost digging into his tummy.

Jungkook drove down the road, and two minutes into the drive, Jimin was already feeling better.

He cold night breeze, the street lamps, the dark atmospheric aesthetic, the people and the cars.

Everything contributed so much in taking his mind on a peaceful trip, but the biggest contributor is the guy driving him right now.

How can a guy smell this good? He could just sleep off on his back, and his body on his own feels so soothing that he kept tightening his hold on him.

Jungkook's as closed off as a chest, and no one has any idea what's happening in his head, but the peace he brought him tonight will be remembered for long.

He calmed him, but his silence stabs.

Are they supposed to be talking when he's driving?

No idea, but Jimin wants to.