Enchanting | Jikook

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Granted, that is way easier said than done.

Jimin tries to say it to his face when he comes into the shop for coffee at one a.m one night, but he just kind of, doesn't. He's not even stammering or anything, he just doesn't say anything about it even though he'd been psyching himself up for it all day. Pride is a wicked thing.

He tries again a few days later, after Jungkook came over to their place in a shirt with a hole in just the right place to let his collarbone flash through all the damn time. At this point, Jimin has just about had it with Jungkook's body being unavailable to him and Jungkook just smiling politely and waving goodbye at him.

Then he suddenly remembers, he doesn't have Jungkook's number for nothing.

you: i have three rules. 1) you pick the hotel AND you pay. 2) you dont tell tae until i tell you its okay. 3) no smug faces.

That should be clear enough, right? Jimin kind of hopes so, hopes Jungkook isn't as dense as he tends to look sometimes, but he really didn't feel like including the words sex or fucking anywhere in there.

Ten minutes later, he's starting to feel a little annoyed with Jungkook. Jimin drops back on his bed and picks up his phone with a frown, but the second he opens his messaging program, Jungkook reads his text. From there, it only takes a few heartbeats until the answer flies in.

Jk: :)

you: great. broke number 3.

Jk: sorry lmfao you couldnt expect me to abide by that

Jk: 2 is kind of a dick move imo but sure ill do it

Jk: ill do 1 too

Jk: when are you free

Jimin closes his eyes. He can't fucking believe he's doing this. But he can't back out anymore, his pride is already wounded enough and he can't be making it any worse now.

Jk: holy shit i missed a great chance for innuendo there i meant ill do rule number 1 and right after that ill do YOU.

He really, really can't fucking believe he's doing this.

you: just to be clear, i honestly still hate you so much. for saying that, and in general.

you: im free this tuesday.

Fuck.

By Tuesday, Jimin is completely certain that this is going to be the most embarrassing night of his life. He's not inexperienced - he's a college student, he's had enough sex in the past few years. But for Jimin, sex has always been something intimate, something he does with people he likes very much, people that are more than eye candy to him. He's never had sex with someone like Jungkook before.

Someone who views sex as a pastime, something to do with people he's never going to see again, quick and dirty and emotionless, probably. And yet, here he is. In some poorly lit hotel hallway, hands buried in his coat pockets almost up to his elbows, looking around with a frown while Jungkook fumbles the card key into the scanner. It looks a lot cleaner that he'd feared, but then again, Jimin hasn't been to a hotel in a long time.

Jimin squints at him from the corner of his eye as the other boy enters the room. Jungkook has already kicked off his shoes, but he's watching him with his teeth caught on his lower lip now. "What."

"You look so tense," Jungkook says with entirely too much amusement dripping from his voice, inching closer. "Relax. I'll be gentle."

He can't finish the sentence without giggling some more, and Jimin turns towards him completely now, to stare him down. "It's not my first time, asshole. You mess this up, I'm leaving."