I was walking down the school halls, hands stuffed into the pockets of my uniform. I had my earphones on but I could still see the students whispering in the corners of my eyes as they gave me space as if I was as fat as Peter Griffin.
They avoided me because they were scared. I chuckled when a girl, nobody to me, was so startled she dropped her books. I didn't really know why people were afraid of me. I wasn't necessarily a bad person. I wasn't a bully or a son of a mafia boss.
It was probably my rude I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you personality.
I enjoyed the peace and quiet I got when no one came to talk to me except for the teachers, who I respected believe or not. I wasn't a bad student. My grades were actually really good. So everyone can just suck on that.
Speaking of sucking.
I arrived at my destination. It was one of the music classrooms. In front of the door was quite a racket. There were students standing in a deformed circle, laughing probably at something stupid. I saw a similar mop of orange hair, giggling along with the others. His eyes found mine and turned into crescents. He waved at me, sucking a long swirl lollipop in his pretty mouth. All the laughter died down as people noticed my presence.
"Kook!" He bounced over to me and hugged me.
"Hi hyung. You ready?" I smiled, holding his waist in a way everyone could see he's mine.
Yes. This pretty boy, Jimin, was my boyfriend. How did an unsocial ass like me wound up with everyone's favorite fluff ball? Little did they know that Jimin was actually quite the pervert. Let's just say that our sex life was interesting. But of course because everyone thought I used their innocent baby, they hated me even more. Great. But hey, I think they're jealous.
We clicked so well when we first met. Jimin transferred from another school about seven months ago and being the social bubble that he is, he, to everyone's horror, came to talk to me, saying that 'You seemed lonely so I decided to talk to you'. I immediately felt the connection between us and so did he. First, I also thought that Jimin would soon distance himself from me due to my personality and kinks but oh how wrong I was. I think our past activities are better left unsaid though.
We walked to our usual spot under a big tree in the campus. We ate lunch there every day, away from the annoyance of the other students. I sat down and he plopped next to me, nuzzling my neck and giggling. I smiled at his cute action and opened backpack to take our lunch out. I took a bite of the sandwich, offering the other to Jimin, who just shook his head.
"I'm not hungry."
"Why are you eating lollipops? Didn't your mom teach you to never eat sweets before lunch?" Jimin stuck his rainbow-colored tongue out and I smirked at my victory.
We sat in comfortable silence, enjoying the warmth our bodies radiated. I had closed my eyes, feeling completely relaxed and calm next to him. Jimin on the other hand was getting bored. He let out frustrated sighs as he tried to get comfortable. He finally settled his head on my lap.
"Kookie-yah."
I shouldn't have opened my eyes. But I did. And I was greeted my Jimin's own pair looking at me while sucking the lollipop in a position it could've been my dick.
I shifted my eyes from his dangerous gaze to his slowly moving lips. There was a drop of drool threatening to fall down his chin. I wiped it off with my thumb and licked the substance. Sweet.
My pants were so fucking tight. Jimin smirked. He released the lollipop and pulled me down for a kiss. I groaned and pushed my tongue past his lips, tasting the sweetness of the candy and Jimin's own flavor.
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Jikook smuts and fluffs [oneshots]
FanficA collection of my Jikook/Kookmin oneshots 🌈 The earlier the fic, the shittier the grammar. As a non-native, I like to think my writing is heaps better now than before. Read the newer stuff if you can't look past the mistakes I'm too embarrassed to...