"No no no!" Jimin screamed as he turned his body to the left, in an attempt to save his kart from diving off the edge of rainbow road. But to no avail, he was not successful, and his little character fell to his death on the brightly lit screen.
Jungkook was laughing uncontrollably at his hyung sitting in the bean bag placed next to him. Jungkook was in first place, and there was no doubt in his mind that he wouldn't win this game of Mario kart.
Once Jimin was back on the map, he tried his best to catch up, but at this point he was in eleventh place and there was no chance of recovery. He started to accept his loss, he dreaded loosing to Jungkook, especially in this context, but he would receive the defeat nonetheless.
Jungkook jumped off his bean bag pumping his fist in the air as he crossed the finish line, locking in his win. Jimin just sulked down in his, disappointed in himself for making the stupid bet in the first place.
"Jungkook, please don't make me go through with this," Jimin pleaded, trying to avoid his inevitable fate.
"Jimin, you agreed to this, and you shook on it," Jungkook teased, with a toothy grin glued on his face.
"I don't want to wear it," Jimin insisted, trying his best to enable his puppy dog eyes.
"C'mon, you're being a baby," Jungkook pried as he pulled on Jimin's arm to get him to cooperate.
"Ugh fine, but no pictures, and I get to take it off as soon as you see," Jimin said as he stood up and rushed out of the room in order to retrieve his punishment.
Jungkook sat back down, not able to remove the smile from his face, he took his phone out of his pocket to distract himself. He was excited to see his best friend embarrassed, vulerable even. Was this how normal friends would act? Probably not, but Jimin and Jungkook weren't your normal, stereotypical straight guys.
Well for starters, they're both gay, and both have a slight crush on each other. Of course both of them were too scared to admit it, but slight might not be the way to put it. Full on obsessed, maybe? Jungkook was runing through Jimin's head all hours of the day and it was the same for the younger. The two were both afraid that the other wouldn't feel the same, also they haven't been completly honest with each other about their sexuality. But the way they felt about each other was definitely all homo.
After about fifteen minutes of Jungkook bored playing random phone games later, there was a knock on the connected bathroom door. Jungkook perked up at the sound, throwing his phone across the bed, this was way more important.
"I look stupid, Kookie," Jimin whined as the door muffled his words. Jungkook wished he wouldnt use that nickname, because thinking of Jimin in this way was already too much to handle.
"I'm sure you look hot," Jungkook replied only half joking as he added a chuckle to the end to add to the friend act.
"I definitely do not, don't make me come out," Jimin tried pleading for the last time, way way deep down he wanted Jungkook to see him this way, but that was something he could never admit to himself.
"Jiminie, plaese just come out, for me?" Jungkook asked, and that was enough to have Jimin doing whatever Jungkook asked him to. Jimin slowly opened the door as he refused to lift his head to make eye contact with the you get.
And there it was, in all its glory, a completely red faced Jimin in a generic sexy maid outfit. Jungkook couldn't be more speechless, he had thought that once Jimin came out he would be able to just laugh it off until Jimin got angry and changed back.
But seeing it in person was really throwing off his whole plan, it was all too much. All Jungkook could think was 'dont get a boner, don't get a boner' over and over. His chant wasn't really working, as his little friend decided to wake up at the sight displayed in front of him.
