Little Kitten (jikook)

And so it begins

Jimin felt weird. He felt happy that his parents were still alive, but yet, he felt like someone had kicked him into his stomach. When he entered Jungkook's apartment he let his luggage fall down on the floor, kicked off his shoes, he let his jacket slide off his shoulders and threw himself into Jungkook's arms. The taller slung his arms tightly around Jimin's waist, holding him close. Jimin immediately nuzzled his head into Jungkook's chest and the latter buried his nose in Jimin's hair. The younger smelled like the autumn wind, and coffee.

"How are you feeling?" Jimin just let out an undefined noise while he tried to get even closer to his boyfriend. Jungkook smiled slightly. "How about a nice warm bath? Hmm?" Jimin lifts up his head, staring into his boyfriends eyes. "Sounds good, but only if you will join me…" Jungkook pecks Jimin's soft lips before he detangles himself from Jimin and walks into the bathroom. Jimin uses that time to pick up his jacket and to put away his shoes. He picks up his luggage and walks into the bedroom, dropping his bag onto the floor, before he begins to undress himself.

Jungkook puts in a bubble bath and soon the whole bathtub is full of bubbles and the air begins to smell like sandal wood. The younger walks over to Jungkook, soft steps echoing through the room, before he wraps his arms around his boyfriend's middle and lets his head lean against those broad shoulders. Jungkook places his hands on Jimin's hands, caressing the smooth skin gently with his thumb. "Hey little kitten…" The black-haired smirks, because this is one of the moments that shows just how much Jimin lives up to his nickname. "Hmm…" Jimin says something but Jungkook isn't able to understand, because Jimin is talking directly into his back. "What did you say?"

Jimin then moves, body still pressed closed to the others, until he stands chest to chest with his boyfriend. Jimin then looks up, his dark brown eyes glowing slightly in the neon-lights of the room. "I said: I really like that nickname, since the very first time you called me that…" Jungkook smiles upon noticing his boyfriends reddening cheeks. He brings up his hand, his index finger swiping gently over Jimin's cheek before he brings his hand half behind Jimin's ear, cupping the younger's cheek with the other half. Jimin leans into the touch and closes his eyes. "I love you…" Jimin whispers. Jungkook leans down, placing his lips gently on the others much softer ones. "I love you, too…"

Jimin let go of Jungkook and sits into the bathtub, the warm water helping him relax immediately. As soon as Jungkook is undressed he climbs into the tub, placing himself behind Jimin, wrapping an arm around his slim waist. They lay there for about five minutes, Jimin felt his muscles relax and he himself finally calmed down. Jungkook eventually takes the shampoo bottle and squeezes some shampoo on his hand, before he begins to gently massage it onto the younger's head. After Jungkook has finished washing his boyfriend, the latter turns around and begins to repay the favor. The black-haired closes his eyes and enjoys being pampered for the moment.

"What is taking you so long?" Jungkook eventually asks, when the younger is still working on his hair after several minutes. But instead of answering, Jimin begins to snicker. The older opens one eye, trying to look up, but he isn't really able to see anything more than Jimin's chest and a bit of his face. Brows furrowed, tongue sticking out, he looks concentrated. "Jiminie…what are you doing?" Jungkook asks again, raising an eyebrow. The younger looks down, tilting his head, a big smile displayed on his face and tries to look as innocent as possible. "Nothing…?"
Jungkook raises his eyebrow even higher, before he places his hands on Jimin's hips, trying to stand up.

This action seems to liven up the younger as he immediately tries to stop Jungkook from getting up. "Ahh, Hyung…it's nothing really…!" And Jimin places his hands firmly on the older's shoulders, pushing him down again. "Nothing?" Jimin shakes his head. Jungkook smirks and then tightens his grip on Jimin's hips, bringing his face close to Jimin's chest, his tongue aiming precisely for Jimin's nipple. Jungkook begins to nibble and suck slightly, and it works. Jimin moans out, head falling back, his grip loosening. Jungkook uses this moment to prop himself on his knees so that he is able to look at himself in the mirror that is placed on the wall opposite from him.