No Kiss Allowed | Jikook | Yoonmin |

Chapter 21

Jimin woke up with headache. The events from the night before were in blur. He couldn't remember how he ended up in the bedroom, but he was alone, his lower part was fully clothed and the usual dull ache in his lower body was missing. Everything's okay, he guessed.

It was a little after 1pm but it was cold. Winter was near and Jimin thought he should change his style from "careless and sexy" to "let's not get sick this time". Usually it wasn't working and he always ended up deadly sick, but there's always hope. Right?

Jimin shivered and looked around the room. His gaze stopped on some piece of fabric on the chair. Two minutes later, he found out that it was a plain white shirt with long sleeves, very close to his size, but longer. The thin material was freely falling down half his tights, hands hidden in the sleeves. He loved it. It was making him feel smaller, more innocent and sweet, more like himself. Like the real Jimin.

The boy wasn't sure if he had to show himself like that in front of Jungkook. He wasn't exactly the smoll bean that he was at home, but he wasn't the sexy beast he usually was.

However, the place was empty. Jimin found a note, saying that the younger is out to buy some things. It was an opportunity. The boy left a note as well and hurried to leave.

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When Jimin got home, it was late afternoon. Yoongi was taking his nap, so the boy took the chance to prepare a nice dinner. Cooking is always a good choice if you want to relive some stress.

Yoongi woke up with the smell of delicious homemade food. His stomach groaned happily as his lips curved in smile. Jimin was home and a)he was happy of b)he needed something to make him happy. Yoongi was good with both.

During the dinner, the mood was nice, but Yoongi couldn't stop staring at the boy. The shirt he was wearing wasn't his. It was long but a little tight around the body and loose around the neck, perfectly showing the dark mark on his collarbone. You know, the older promised himself that he'll be good, he won't break the rules, messing with the younger's relationship, but he just couldn't stop his feelings. The shirt, the mark and the fact that Jimin smelled like Jungkook's cologne were awaking his possessive side.

When the boys sat on Jimin's bed, ready to watch some stupid show on the younger's laptop, Yoongi decided that it's time to release his inner beast. (speaking metaphorically)

Jimin sat himself comfortable, but instead of playing the show, the older boy sat across him.

"How was your date?"

Jimin went silent. He started playing with his fingers, avoiding Yoongi's gaze.

"You promised you'd tell me everything. Aren't we friends?" teased the older. He knew he played dirty, but it was his only option.

"We are but... " Jimin's voice was quieter than usual. He didn't want to talk about it. And at the same time he wanted, but he was kinda ashamed, embarrassed and anxious. He never shared his thoughts and problems before. He never opened in front of someone enough to share his most deep end private feelings and fears. He wasn't used to it. And he was afraid that if he tells Yoongi what's wrong, Yoongi will leave him like anyone else in his live. Jimin was too attached to his hyung to loose him so soon.

"It's okay. You can tell hyung." The elder moved next to the boy and took him in his big and warm embrace. Jimin took a deep breath and told him everything. About the fun date, the hot make out session, about his reaction when Jungkook kissed him and about his boyfriend's understanding.

The boys went silent for a few minutes. Jimin was waiting his hyung's answer with fear and Yoongi was just thinking.

"Why you don't want to be kissed?" the black hared boy asked. He was curious because he new about the rule, but that time with their kiss, Jimin didn't react like he reacted with Jungkook.