Him || JiKook

Chapter O8

After that night Jimin started sitting besides him during the lecture they shared together. It was nice, but it wasn't helping Jungkook to pay attention. Not only because he was dying to point his camera at Jimin, but also because the later kept distracting him with texts and pictures of puppies. He would giggle softly, making Jungkook's lips twitch and earning them a glare or two from Yoongi.

But outside of class, it was impossible to interact with Jimin. As soon as he was stepping out of the classroom, Jaebum would show up, give Jungkook a nod, and take Jimin away. Jungkook had commented on that, in one of the rare moments they took a break from studying at the library. Jimin had given him a tight smile saying that they were only dance partners but that it was complicated. Jungkook had allowed them to have just a couple minutes of uncomfortable silence before changing the subject.

So it was a surprise that day, when the bell rang and Jimin stayed behind, fidgeting besides Jungkook. They left the room together as always, chatting about the lecture and Jungkook was expecting Jaebum to appear at any moment when Jimin grabbed his sleeve, stopping him.

"Do you..." he started, biting his lip. "Do you wanna have lunch?"

Jungkook stared for a minute or so before opening his mouth. "Lunch?"

"Yeah... you know... with... me?" there was a soft blush on Jimin's cheeks and Jungkook's brain was screaming at him to capture the moment, but he pushed the desire to do so aside and smiled at him instead.

"Sure thing. I just wasn't expecting it... you know... since-" he waved his hand in a random gesture but Jimin got the idea.

"Jaebum is away for the week," said Jimin, starting to walk towards the cafeteria. "So you'll have to take care of me this week. Keep the girls away."

Jungkook chuckled. Even though the whole department knew Jimin and Jaebum were an item, girls and boys alike were still drawn to him like bees to honey. They were always crowding him, asking for dance tips or offering to get him coffee or whatever. Some dared to come closer seeing Jimin walking around without Jaebum, but a glare from Jungkook was enough to send them away. He kind of understood the other guy now, it was pretty irritating.

Taehyung almost choked on his wrap when he saw Jimin sitting in front of him. Yoongi was there as well, along with Hoseok, which helped reduced the awkwardness of having Taehyung staring at Jimin.

"He isn't always like that," said Jungkook grimacing. Taehyung closed his mouth at that, clearing his throat.

"Sorry," he said. "I just had no idea you were friends with Kookie. I'm Kim Taehyung, totally your fan."

Jimin shook his hand, giving him a huge smile. "I'm Jimin."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Yoongi and this is Hoseok, my boyfriend."

"Yeah I know," said Jimin nodding. "I loved your hip hop choreography hyung, you should give me some pointers. I don't have much experience with it."

"Are you kidding?" said Hoseok gaping. "You are way better than me!"

Jimin shook his head, even adding his hands for emphasis. "No, no. I never get to practice anything that's not ballet or contemporary. I need the help."

"Why?" asked Jungkook, munching on his fries (he had to stop eating fries all the time, jesus).

"Jaebum doesn't like it," he replied, lowering his eyes and playing with his salad. "So..."

Jungkook scowled. As if sensing the shift in the mood of the table, Taehyung leaned forward, catching Jimin's hand. "So... is it true ballet dancers have to wear G-strings?"

Jimin stared at him for a couple of seconds before laughing out loud, while Yoongi guffawed slapping the table. What! Taehyung was saying, though he was smiling too. Jimin visibly relaxed at the change of topic, immediately throwing himself into the story behind the 'dancer's G-string'.

Jungkook looked at his friend grateful. It was the first time that he was able to share with Jimin after class and judging from the few things he knew about the dancer, Jimin didn't have many friends at the department. Too many hours spent practicing didn't leave much time for socializing.

They spent the rest of the week like that, sharing lunch with Jungkook's friends and studying for their midterms. Much too soon, Jaebum was back and so their opportunities to talk went back to just during class and some random texts. Jungkook found himself sketching more and more. He had filled half a block with drawings of Jimin's lips, jawline, his profile. He even had attempted to sketch his eyes but ended up ripping the page out.

Too soon.

Still, it was an improvement. He had never been so fascinated with a face before. He wanted to shoot Jimin so badly, to capture him mid leap, suspended in the air. But still he felt that it was not the right time, that it was weird. He didn't have the guts to ask him to be his model... it felt too intimate.

Model that is because even if he didn't want to admit it, he was already his muse.