BTS Oneshots|BoyxBoy

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JIKOOK

"Good morning 2X and 3X."

"In front of you is a tablet with a list of names, please choose one."

"Very good. Welcome to the lab Jimin and Jungkook. Please look around the room and familiarize yourself with the surroundings. Classes with start tomorrow morning at 8 am, good day."

Jimin blinked rapidly as the bright lights flickered on, the sensors in his eyes taking awhile to adjust to the sudden exposure. The blankets pooled around Jimin's waist as he sat up in the bed. His joints felt stiff and a pounding headache was slowly forming at his forehead. Looking down Jimin realized he was naked, his flawless skin on display for his eyes, and he had to admit, he liked what he saw. Jimin looked up when he felt his foot kick something. In front of him was a folded pile of clothes, the fabric on top a baby blue and the one on the bottom a deeper blue. Hesitantly Jimin crawled out of the blankets, leaving him on display for the cameras, which he didn't know were studying his every move. He flinched when the pads of his fingers brushed over the fabric. He let his fingers linger on the material before grabbing it and pulling it up to his body. Jimin smiled, he liked the baby blue shirt and the dark blue pants looked very comfy. From that moment he knew his favorite color was definitely blue.

Jimin savored every movement as he slid the clothes onto his body. He loved the way the material caressed his body and warmed his slightly cold skin. Once he was dressed, Jimin was startled by the sound of bedsheets rustling. He snapped his eyes up in the direction of the sound and was shocked to see a pair of perfect eyes staring back at him. They were the most beautiful eyes Jimin had ever seen, and the longer he stared at them. The more beautiful they became. The owner of the eyes tilted its head in confusion, snapping Jimin out of his daze. The room was silent as the two studied each other, neither of them saying a word. Jimin being too lost in the person's beauty and the other being too confused.

"Are you Jungkook?" Jimin finally spoke, his own voice pleasant to his ears. The person tilted his head again before nodding. "Are you Jimin?"

Jimin felt bad for speaking in front of Jungkook after hearing how silky the others voice was. How dare he burden Jungkook's ears with his terrible voice. Instead of speaking Jimin nodded and offered Jungkook a small smile, the action felt awkward yet natural at the same time. Jungkook didn't reciprocate the action and instead tilted his head again. Jimin's smile grew bigger, Jungkook's strange tick oddly adorable to him. But he couldn't help to wonder if it was an error in Jungkook's programming.

"When do classes start?" Jungkook asked, a blank look overtaking his beautiful eyes that seemed to hold every color. "8 am tomorrow." Jimin answered. Jungkook nodded then lifted the blankets off his bare body, exposing every inch of his perfect skin. Every muscle on Jungkook was sculpted perfectly and every inch of him was flawless. He was perfect and Jimin couldn't help but feel ugly in his presence.

Jungkook didn't seem fazed by Jimin's heated gaze. He turned around which allowed Jimin to gawk at his muscular backside. Jimin watched intensely as the muscles in Jungkook's back constricted with every movement. It was like a dance. The most beautiful dance Jimin has ever seen and he knew right there that nothing could compare to it. Sadly the show was stopped when Jungkook pulled on his striped shirt and black pants. Turning around Jungkook still seemed unfazed by Jimin's stare, he didn't even look at him as he passed Jimin's bed. His eyes focused on something else.

Jimin eagerly climbed out of his bed and trailed after Jungkook, making sure to keep his distance from the perfect boy. "What are you looking at?" Jimin asked, not wanting to take his eyes off of Jungkook. Finally Jungkook met Jimin's gaze, which caused something inside of him to churn and flip. It was uncomfortable, a strange fuzzy feeling, yet Jimin wanted more. While staring into Jungkook's eyes, Jimin realized he was shorter than the boy, was that on purpose?