Him || JiKook

Chapter 16

It had been more than a month already but the sight of Jimin sleeping in his arms still managed to take his breath away. Every single time.

After the first night they spent together, Jungkook thought that nothing in this world could compare, nothing would be as beautiful as Jimin coming apart in front of his eyes. But he had been proven wrong the morning after.

Upon opening his eyes, Jungkook was faced with a whole different Jimin. A Jimin deep in sleep, lost in dreams, the sun filtering through the curtains lighting his hair on fire. Lips relaxed and features soft, he looked ethereal, making his heart throb.

They had spent that whole first day holding hands, afraid to let go. Like if what they had was still too fragile, too delicate, easily severed. Jimin's giggles illuminating the apartment every time Jungkook was caught staring, every time he had captured Jimin's lips, kissing him reverently.

That was how Taehyung had found them, curled around each other watching a rerun of some variety show. He had stopped at the door gaping, taking in Jungkook's stupid smile (what is this sorcery?!) and Jimin wearing his friends favorite black sweatshirt and pajama pants that were too long to be his (they did it!!!), and then hurried down the hall to his room.

Jimin had raised a questioning eyebrow, jumping when they heard a very loud 'OMG!' coming from Taehyung's room. Jungkook laughed wholeheartedly, hugging Jimin closer. Taehyung had reappeared a couple minutes later, wearing his own pajamas and throwing himself on top of the couple, the impromptu puppy pile completed by Gina coming out of her hiding place. She had sniffed Jimin first, nose twitching, before settling on his lap.

"I think she likes you," murmured Jungkook, lips against his neck.

"Does that mean I'm allowed to stay?" asked Jimin turning to look at him, twinkling lights on his eyes. Jungkook nodded, kissing his nose.

"As long as forever."

"Gross." muttered Taehyung, burrowing closer against his best friend, a smile in place.

All things considered, Taehyung had taken the news of their relationship pretty well.

Yes, he had screamed but after that he had been back to normal, annoying Jungkook and adoring Jimin. Yoongi and Hoseok had been a little shocked but happy nonetheless. Hoseok's jaw had dropped way past the floor when Jimin had been the one opening the door that weekend, still wearing Jungkook's clothes, but Yoongi had shoved him inside smiling and that was it.

His friends have not been a problem at all. They liked Jimin and so they were happy things were working for them, after months of having to wipe Jungkook's drool every time Jimin would show up (details gently provided by Taehyung over fried chicken and beer).

The real challenge was the rest of the student community... and of course Im Jaebum.

The first Monday they stepped outside of the magic cocoon of newly found love into the real world, they had earned more than a surprised stare, some with nothing but jealousy and one or two of pity (most likely from the ones foreseen Jungkook's death by the hands of Jaebum). It was uncomfortable, especially for Jungkook since he wasn't used to the attention. But really, the fact that he had Jimin by his side, happily talking about his upcoming choreo was enough to make him forget all the people judging them.

If anything, Jungkook should be grateful that Jimin's fangirls were so happy about the change. Jungkook was far less scary and a lot more understanding than Jaebum so they liked him better. Even going as far as to bring coffee and pastries for him as well. And really, by now, they were old news, everyone used to see them together.

Im Jaebum was an issue on his own. They had bumped into him that same Monday, while Jungkook was walking Jimin to his Advanced Jazz class. He had zeroed in on their linked hands right away, only holding Jimin's eyes for a couple seconds before disappearing into the studio. He hadn't said anything. He hadn't threatened Jungkook like he did months ago. He had been surprisingly quiet and sometimes Jungkook couldn't help but feel that there was something he was missing. The only reaction they've gotten from him so far was to increase the amount of hours him and Jimin spent practicing. Jungkook did his best to be there as much as possible, but school always managed to get in the way.

Still, every night, Jimin would show up at Jungkook's door taking his hand and kissing him until they were both panting and seeing galaxies behind closed eyes.

Jimin stirred bringing Jungkook back to the present. He sighed before opening his eyes, a yawn escaping from his plump lips making Jungkook smile fondly.

"Hey handsome," he said, voice rough with sleep, leaving a kiss on Jungkook's chest.

"Morning," Jungkook replied, brushing his bangs away from his eyes. "Do you have time for breakfast?"

Jimin reached over for his phone, groaning after checking the time. "No... Jaebum expects me at the studio in half an hour." He replied, nuzzling into his neck.

"That's plenty of time," reasoned Jungkook, heat stirring in the pit of his stomach as Jimin started grinding against his thigh.

"I have a better idea..." said Jimin nipping at his collarbones and Jungkook had to close his eyes so his brain could keep part of its sanity. "Besides I'm on a diet."

"Jimin..." said Jungkook, annoyance filtering in his voice as he firmly grabbed the other's hips to stop him. "I hate it when you starve yourself."

"Just two more weeks," he said softly, kissing and Jungkook's neck. "Just for the showcase and then I'll go back to eat normally, ok?"

"Promise," said Jungkook, giving up on stopping Jimin and caressing his thighs.

'Yeah' came Jimin's breathy response, kissing him hungrily.

He was late for practice anyway, Jaebum was not amused.