Give me a sign - Jikook

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It wasn't exactly a rare occurrence for jungkook and jimin to be laying down, jungkook feeling jimin up while he texted or scrolled through Instagram, but this time, jimin got a call.

He answered it, not even taking the time to see who it was. Jungkook didn't seem to care as his hands were roaming and squeezing at jimins thighs and ass.

"Hi! We haven't talked in forever! How's it going?" Jimin said into the phone, turning his body over to try and stop jungkook from touching him anymore, but only worsening the issue.

Jungkook ridded jimin of his jeans as he spoke into the phone, feeling his thighs up again. "another person? What? No. The rustling is just my kitty." Jimin covered up the fact that he was moving around uncomfortably.

Jimin bit his lip harshly to distract himself as jungkook left kisses and hickeys all over the inside of jimins parted thighs, trying to draw out as many whimpers as he could. He loved being able to touch him like this.

"Noona, do you think it would be better for us to meet again soon? I miss you so much!" Jimin said excitedly. Jungkook didn't like that. He wanted jimin to himself.

He slid his hands under jimins boxers, trying to pull them off, revealing his now growing erection. "How about next Saturday? Where? You can pick." Jimin giggled, slinging his legs over jungkooks shoulder as the younger teased him, kissing around his thighs and stomach.

Jimin grabbed a handful of jungkooks hair and guided him to his length, praying in his head that he would just do something already because he was getting needy.

"Okay? Why wouldn't I be okay? Breathing? I'm breathing just fine!" Jungkook laughed as jimin said that. "ohmyfuckinggod" jimin whispered lowly as jungkook licked his tip, soon taking in his entire length inch by inch.

Jimin almost dropped the phone out of his hand as he guided jungkook up and down with his hair, just watching as the boy who was usually dominant and possessive over him acted like jimin was finally in control.

"Can I call you back?" Jimin asked breathlessly, getting a response and then hanging up his phone. The second the line died, jimin let out a long moan.

Jungkook stopped bobbing his head and instead switched jimin around so that his back was rested against jungkooks chest. He pumped the boy until he came, not caring to make him last but he wanted to annoy him on the call.

"You top but you still give better blowjobs than me..." Jimin said shyly, climbing away from jungkook and into the bathroom, jungkook following.

"You can practice anytime, mochi." Jungkook taunted, rinsing off his hand. "Fuck you!" Jimin said laughing, splashing water at him.

Jimin wandered back into his bedroom, underwear on this time. Jungkook followed, still feeling the pang of his heart when jimin said fuck you to him.

He went to his room and checked his phone. There were no notifications, but jungkook wanted to leave. He needed a minute to himself because the past week had been spent with jimin. "Hey, chimmie, my mom is wondering where I am. I think im going to head home. You're returning to school next week, right?" Jungkook asked nicely, bending down and running his fingers through jimins hair.

"Yeah. I guess I'll see you monday." Jimin replied through a frown. "don't be sad, sunshine. I'll call you. Make sure you text so I know you're safe." Jungkook said, kissing jimins head before getting up again. "love you kookie." He said as jungkook began to walk away. "I love you too."

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Jungkook grabbed a notebook and opened it to a clean page. For the heading, in big letters he wrote the words "you're invited!"

Below it, he cheesily wrote all the details for the plan jungkook was planning for them two. He had a friend that owned an indoor pool and hot tub and earlier that day he had asked him if that Saturday he could come by with jimin.

Lucky for them, jungkooks friend wasn't going to be home for the amount of time that jungkook had been planning so they had the pool to themselves. He was more than excited as he hadn't taken jimin out in a while.

There was a weird feeling though, as jungkook wrote the letter, there was an obvious pit of worry in his stomach...

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Hey guys. Sorry I had to cut this chapter short, I know there's some people that are consistently reading this and actually like it, but I'm sad to say that i just can't update as often as usual. It's really a struggle with school and some personal issues, so bare with me. Thank you guys so much for all the support ❤️