Till death do us part [ j.jk × p.jm ]

chapter- 64

Jungkook’s fingers gently caressed Jimin’s cheek, his touch tender and slow as he looked at him with quiet approval. Their eyes locked for a moment, an unspoken understanding passing between them. Without a word, Jungkook leaned in, his lips brushing against Jimin’s, deepening the kiss with a quiet urgency. He placed one hand on the back of Jimin’s neck, pulling him closer as his other hand slid down to grip Jimin’s waist, pulling him flush against his body. Jimin’s breath hitched, and his body arched into the touch, seeking more, needing more of Jungkook’s warmth.

The kiss grew more intense, more consuming, as Jungkook’s fingers trailed underneath Jimin’s shirt, slowly lifting it over his head. Jimin’s breath caught in his throat at the feeling of Jungkook’s hands on his skin, the warmth of his palms sending sparks across his body. Jungkook’s eyes briefly flickered over Jimin’s chest, admiring the soft pale skin beneath him. He couldn’t help himself; his lips found their way to Jimin’s abdomen, trailing soft, lingering kisses that made Jimin’s breath stutter. Each touch felt like fire against Jimin’s skin, igniting a deep ache within him.

Jimin let out a soft, breathy moan, a sound that made Jungkook’s heart race. The sound was beautiful, so raw, and it stirred something deep inside him. He ran his fingers through Jungkook’s dark hair, his entire body trembling with the warmth of the kisses and the overwhelming closeness. Jimin couldn’t contain the shudder that passed through him, feeling his chest tighten with desire.

"Jungkook…" Jimin breathed out shakily, his voice laced with vulnerability.

Jungkook paused, his eyes softening with concern as he met Jimin’s gaze. His lips parted slightly, his voice low and tender. "Do you want me to stop?" His hand gently cupped Jimin’s face, his thumb brushing over Jimin’s flushed cheek.

Jimin looked at Jungkook, his eyes a mix of innocence and longing, a delicate blend of emotions that made Jungkook’s heart swell. The vulnerability in his gaze only deepened the connection between them, the tension hanging in the air thick with need.

"N-No," Jimin stammered, his voice barely a whisper. "I’m just… nervous."

Jungkook’s expression softened even more, his heart aching with affection. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against Jimin’s ear as he whispered, "Close your eyes. Focus on our breaths. We’re here, together. Just breathe."

Jimin’s lips trembled, but he nodded, closing his eyes as he took a deep breath. The world felt like it melted away when Jungkook’s lips found his neck, trailing soft, lingering kisses. Jimin’s head tilted back instinctively, a soft moan escaping his lips. The feeling of Jungkook’s mouth on his skin was intoxicating, like a slow burn that spread through his veins, making him crave more.

"Did you… did you ever think about doing this with me before?" Jimin’s voice was soft.

"Did I imagine doing this with you?"

Jungkook’s lips quirked into a teasing smile as he looked up at Jimin.  "I must say…" He kissed his neck again, sucking gently on the tender skin, sending a rush of warmth through Jimin’s body. "The first time I saw you, I couldn’t help but think you were pretty attractive." His lips brushed against Jimin’s skin, the touch sending jolts of heat to his chest. "Even though you were frowning like a bad witch."

Jimin’s expression faltered, a mock scowl forming as he frowned at Jungkook. Jungkook couldn’t help but chuckle at the familiar expression, his eyes softening with affection. "Yeah, just like that," Jungkook teased.

Jimin rolled his eyes, but his lips curled into a small, shy smile. Jungkook’s hand gently cupped his chin, tilting his head back slightly to kiss his collarbone, sending a surge of warmth through Jimin’s chest. The kisses felt slow and deliberate, full of meaning, and Jungkook’s gaze held a tenderness that made Jimin’s heart race. He gazed up at Jimin, his eyes dark with desire, but the softness in them remained.