Yoongi sat in his extremely comfortable work chair with his headphones on, mixing a song he had been working on for a while. Jungkook was also in the room, him also sitting on a comfortable chair, but not as comfortable as Yoongi's. At least in Yoongi's opinion. The youngest was so immersed in his work he didn't notice the door being opened. But Yoongi did.
Jimin stepped in, spreading his positive radiation into every corner of the room. Jungkook didn't notice, Yoongi did. Jimin was carrying two cups of coffee, giving one to Yoongi who subtly nodded. In his mind, Yoongi prayed Jimin would just give Jungkook his drink so (1) the songs would be finished on time, (2) Yoongi really didn't want to see their disgusting flirting and smooching. So, crossing his fingers, Yoongi watched as Jimin set the other cup on the table and wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, startling the younger.
They had those cringe-worthy I'm-so-in-love smiles plastered on their the-person-in-front-of-me-thinks-I'm-handsome faces. Jungkook patted his lap and Jimin spun around to sit down, making Yoongi groan in his head. Jungkook wouldn't be able to concentrate on his work for a while. Same could be said about Yoongi, though. He for some reason didn't fully give his attention to his screen, but once in a while, or more often, lifted his gaze to look at the couple. He didn't really know why, but for some reason, he couldn't stop watching.
Jimin blushed at something Jungkook said before shaking his head and pouting. The taller of the two smirked and started nibbling Jimin's jawline, earning a smack on the chest by Jimin and a punch in a face by Yoongi's mind. He didn't really want to vomit out the coffee he had consumed. Yoongi liked his coffee inside of his system, thank you very much.
The shorter seemed to give up, rolling his eyes he took the cup and took a big gulp. Yoongi lifted his eyebrow. Jimin did not like coffee that much, at least the kind Jungkook drank.
Then Yoongi really wanted to throw up. Jimin grabbed Jungkook's face and pressed their lips together, letting the black liquid change owners. Pulling away, Jimin grimaced, making the younger giggle before pulling him into another kiss. Or a full-blown make-out scene. Yoongi was so close to just stand up and rip their tongues out so he wouldn't have to watch them tangle around each other.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jimin got up, leaving the room and waving slightly at Yoongi who had no reaction whatsoever, too scarred to even move a finger. Jungkook seemed to continue his song, occasionally sipping his coffee while having a fucking-stupid-and-annoying smile on his I'm-so-in-love-with-my-bandmate-who-is-also-my-boyfriend face.
Yoongi decided not to give them many lines on the song he was working on. As a revenge.
Yoongi needs cuddles.
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Jikook smuts and fluffs [oneshots]
FanfictionA 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...