Give me a sign - Jikook

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Remember that I'll never leave you guys on a cliffhanger, no matter what the problem. I can explain later but thank you guys for sticking around.
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Jungkook threw his shirt off and stripped from his pants, then proceeding to jump into the pool, lit up with bright lights and steam practically rising off the pool. After a few seconds, he rose up, seeing jimins laughing face.

"Get in, cutie." He persuaded jimin in the most loving way possible, wanting to be able to splash someone. Jimin slowly ridded himself of his shirt, covering himself up with his arms once his torso was comepletely exposed.

"I've seen you even more exposed than this. Don't be so shy, baby." Jungkook said, swimming to the side of the pool and watching as jimin slid his jeans off, throwing his clothes to the side. "jiminie..."

Jungkook tapped his own ear, making sure jimin remembered to take out his hearing aid before getting in. Once they were placed on the small table next to some lawn chairs, (they served no purpose for they were inside...) Jimin stepped at the edge of the pool, staring down at jungkook who was looking back up at him.

"I'm gonna start getting needy if you don't get in here." Jungkook said, not realizing jimin couldn't hear and tracing something random on his foot as it was the only thing of jimin he could touch.

Jimin ran to the deeper side of the pool and jumped in, soon rising and shaking his head to shake off the water. Jungkook would then swim over to the now drenched boy, taking his hand and swimming back over to the shallow part of the pool.

Jimin would lean by the edge of the pool, not doing much to entertain either of them. He closed his eyes,
Leaning his head back. When jungkook finally noticed, he made his way over to the boy, his hands tracing the curves of his waist, mouthing the word "pretty" as he connected his lips with jimins.

Their bodies were moving with their lips as jungkooks body was pressed with force against jimin.

The smaller boy struggled for a moment in jungkooks hold before jungkook got the hint and let him move. "Kook-" he said shakily, taking a few steps away from jungkook. "can we not..? Everytime we're together you just wanna have sex." He said, pouting.

Jungkooks head turned, he thought for a moment before carefully and slowly signing "what?" He though he did something wrong because jimin just looked at him with big eyes that were sure to start forming a river. "come on baby.." jungkook whispered, grabbing jimin by the waist and pulling him close to himself. "please?" He signed.

Jimin again, got loose from jungkooks grip and this time got out of the pool. "call me again when you don't want me for my body. Thanks." Jimin said, not realizing the unusual voice cracks in his voice, then throwing his jeans on over his wet legs before doing the same with his shirt. He grabbed his hearing aids off the table, then walking out of the house.

He began walking home, tears streaming down his cold pink cheeks. He was shivering like an old dog because of the temperature outside and the wetness of his clothes. He smelled terribly of chlorine and somehow the significant musky smell of jungkook.

He tricked himself into thinking that was just him going crazy though.

He continued to sob, his clothes nearly frozen to his cold body as he entered his home, his parents running up to the door, worried. "what happened to you?" His mother would sign, his father running to get a towel for him.

He felt so weak and useless like that, crying into no one, his cold clothes hugging his body.

When he got a towel he marched over to his room and removed his clothes, swapping them out for warmer ones.

Back at the pool, jungkook was leaning against the cement, crying just as hard. He hit the cement of the floor in front him out of frustration, the impact sure to leave bruises the next day.

"God, why. Why does everyone I love fucking leave?"

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"I just need to put love on hold." Jimin said, Jin slinging an arm around the boys shoulder, accepting him leaning into his touch. "What about you and namjoon? You don't get sick of each other?" Jimin asked innocently, scratching the top of his hand, soon getting swatted by Jin because of it.

"Sure, I hate that kid. I keep him around cause I love him though. You know? He's needy and he always wants to 'go to bed' but when he actually takes me out I love him like I never have before." Jin said, drawing out a smile from jimin. "sounds nice."

The younger of the two took a moment to stretch, then going back into the hold of seokjin. "I think you should just tell him. Tell him that you want to go on a real date and after go home and watch a ton of dramas and cry over them and then be cuddled to sleep and wake up to breakfast.." seokjin paused, sighing. "Namjoon doesn't do shit for me anymore."

"Why don't we go get lunch?" Jimin suggested, slightly looking up at Jin who kissed the boys forehead, then getting up. "Sounds like a plan."