black blood

eleven

the worst part about today for jungkokk was that he was so damn distracted by jimin.

he couldn't stop thinking about having his hands on his body, even though the older only allowed him one hand on his thigh.

he shook the feeling off, noting he couldnt be too focused on this, especially since his next class was with jimin.

he tried to focus on other things as he walked with jimin to the locker room; they had dance class together.

jimin immediately began to change clothes, and the younger practically begged himself not to look at him.

itd only pain him even more.

but he just had to get a quick glimpse.

all he got was a small peak of jimins well-built abs, but it was enough for him.

he exhaled dreeply, hoping his biceps and quads were enough to impress jimin.

he didnt have abs, but his stomach was flat and he was fit.

jungkook took his shirt off, setting it aside in a neat stack for after dance class.

jimin had already finished getting ready; he was wearing plain elastic shorts and a white t-shirt.

and he looked so boyfriend material, but jungkook decided to ignore that for his own sake.

"daaanng kook, hella fine!" jimin said when he finally looked up at jungkook.

the younger only laughed to cover up the fact that he was blushing furiously.

soon hoseok joined them, beginning to get changed as well.

jungkook felt some sort of triumph when jimin didnt comment on how fit hoseok was.

as soon as they were all changed, they headed out of the locker room together.

and yoongi didnt miss his chance to grab jimins ass as he ran by on his way to the gymnasium.

and by that point jungkook really wanted to punch him.

once they arrived in the gymnasium with a little less than twenty students, the teacher immediately caught their attention.

"so, we have nine juniors, six sophomores, and six freshman. for this group project youre goint to need to be in groups of three with one of each grade, but well still have three left over so if you are left over just come to me and I'll put you in a group," the instructor says, and then she dismisses them to decide on their group.

"hoseok hyung!" jimin shouts immediately, and said boy immediately walks over to him.

"alright, we're good," jungkook says, standing next to jimin.

once everyone had picked their groups, they realized two of the juniors didn't show up today.

which left only one; min yoongi.

he hadnt really been paying attention so he was too distracted to get into a group.

"so yoongi, which group do you want to be with?" the instructor asks, and jimin can tell atleast one guy in every group, besides his own, would be desperate for yoongi to be on their team.

"park jimin," he says, his eyes trained on jimin. the younger accidentally let out his annoyance by groaning.

yoongi walked over to him with a smug smile, and it turned bittersweet as he looked at jungkook; he knew the youngest was pissed off.

"so, now that you have your partners here's your project-"

the instructor was interrupted by a phone call which had come from another teacher.

"hoseok, jungkook, starting tomorrow you'll report to your pre-finance class during this period to catch up on your grades. you can do an alternate assignment so you can still be graded," the instructor says.

jimin could not believe it.

he was stuck alone with min yoongi because his friends couldn't keep his grades up.

a perverted, ass grabbing dickhead.

he was so fucked.

nonetheless instead of starting the assignment, they went over some old choreographies they did individually.

jimins style was a lot different than everyone else's, so he ended up being the center of attention.

everyone sat around him as he danced, and jungkooks eyes were trained on each individual face to make sure nobody was watching jimin in a way they shouldn't be. 

it was all fine until he found yoongi.

he looked so hungry for jimin. and it really pissed him off.

but thankfully he knew jimin wasn't interested in yoongi, so he was at an advantage.

jungkook decided not to anger himself anymore, letting himself watch jimin dance.

and boy was that a mistake.

his body moved so smooth and connected and it was filled with so much energy and emotion that it was almost sexy.

not to mention his shirts or shorts would ride up to expose his abs or thighs, which jungkook found beautiful.

how could something so graceful exist?

all jungkook wanted to do was hold jimins hand again or feel some sort of affection for him because it just made him feel so good.

at that point jungkook was determined to claim him.

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skrrt gotta focus on jikook for plot!!!