Genre: Smut
"Tomorrow is Valentine's Day" Jimin stated, seemingly carelessly but Jungkook knew better.
"Oh really?" He played dumb; teasing his boyfriend was his favourite pastime after all. He loved the reactions Jimin gave him.
"Kookie! We have to do something, it's out first Valentine's Day together and I've never had anyone to celebrate it with and neither have you and..." Jimin whined and grumbled on about the importance of Valentine's Day while Jungkook looked on with a smirk. Jimin really was so cute. When he would talk about something he was passionate about his eyes would get really wide and he stuttered over his words. And Jimin, for some reason, was very passionate about Valentine's Day.
Jimin may have acted the romanticist the day before, but when as the day of love actually arrived, he was all ready to get down and dirty. Their plans were simple but sweet, consisting of watching Begin Again (it had kind of become their movie) and then going out for dinner at a nice restaurant.
They were half way through the movie when Jimin starting feeling Jungkook up. There was no warning, just whoops my hand's on your dick. It wasn't long before they ditched the movie all together, cancelled their reservation and ended up on Jimin's bed.
Straddling Jungkook's hips, Jimin could already feel how hard the younger was. He grinded down expertly, the dancer in him finding it's own rhythm; apparently much to Jungkook's liking, based on the soft mewls that unintentionally fell from his lips. Jimin's own sexual frustrations had been building up but now all he wanted was to savor this moment, almost afraid this was all just one hell of a dream.
Jimin attached his lips to the maknae's throat, kissing from the sensitive patch of skin under Jungkook's ear to the sharp collarbones that protruded from his breastbone. Jimin's plump lips traced every inch of skin that was uncovered, which wasn't enough in his opinion. Fingers dancing along the outline of Jungkook's muscular stomach, Jimin ran them over the ridges of the well-developed abs. When had those appeared? Jungkook had obviously been exercising a lot to get them to be at this level. A pang of guilt hit Jimin; he should have been working hard on his abs to impress their fans too.
Almost as if Jungkook had sensed Jimin's hesitance, he sat up, pressing his soft lips against Jimin's in a reassuring kiss.
"Jimin don't worry about what anyone thinks of you...just know you are beautiful the way you are" With those words, Jungkook pulled off Jimin's oversized sweater and kissed every inch of his small abs less belly. Jimin had never felt more loved or cared for. He was almost caught up in the cheesiness of it all until he felt Jungkook grinding his clothed erection against Jimin's crotch as a reminder of the most pressing issue at hand. Right, back to the reason they had locked themselves in Jimin's room (with Jimin promising Taehyung and Hoseok that he would clean the room for the next 6 months if they steered clear until he was done) with Jungkook pressed against sheets that smelled intoxicatingly like Jimin's musky aftershave.
In no time, both men were completely undressed, their naked bodies bared to each other for the first time.
"Wait, Jimin?" Oh no, Jungkook wanted to back out now, didn't he? After seeing what Jimin's body had become, he was repulsed.
"Yeah?" Jimin held his breath, preparing for the worst, the rejection and hurt that were sure to follow.
"You definitely got lube, right?" The relief he felt almost had Jimin laughing out loud at his own unfounded insecurities. "Because I may have a throbbing erection right now but no way am I letting you just ram in". In response, Jimin pulled out the bottle of half empty lube (ok so he had used quite a bit when pleasuring himself) and a condom from the drawer beside his bed.
