In Front Of You - Jikook

-fifteen-

(Double update because I'm feeling nice :). I might be busy tomorrow so I'll update a chapter now, even though it's shorter than my other ones)

His eyes slowly open upon a bright glow from the windows. He winced as he looked over the open blinds, a blurry figure opened the windows to let the cool air come in. Closing his eyes again, he shifted his position to face the other direction yet he can't seem to fully fall asleep again. Jimin laid there, drowsy and tired. Somebody said a quiet whisper to his ear "Jimin-hyung, Good morning." and he moaned in reply. It was obvious that it was Jungkook, the other giggled and moved away from him. The older could hear the light footsteps of the other as he exits the room, but he didn't close the bedroom room. He just let the daytime breeze let come in the place, making Jimin feel fresh and light.

Jimin could hear the faint sound of the shower. He sat up on the bed and rested his figure on the wall. It was a hot day, he was boiling in his onesie so he unzipped and slipped out of it. Thankful for the cool wind blowing, he savoured it as it hits his skin. He fully woke up and just gape at an open space but a muffled voice snapped him out of his daydream, more specifically, muffled singing.

"So if you're out there, I swear to be good to you..."

'He's singing Dear No One, Tori Kelly.' Jimin thought and smiled, his eyes closed and let himself listen completely to his voice. He was impressed, he found another one of Jungkook's talents. The brunette's melodic voice sang the song in his own comfortable pitch. His singing was airy and it seems effortless, of course, because he's in the shower. It matched the mood of the room and Jimin just enjoyed it.

After hearing the sound of the shower turning off, Jimin took off the onesie completely and stood up. He stretched as he dragged his feet out of the bedroom but was stopped by the dripping wet Jungkook. His hair was sticking on his forehead, shaded as black with the water. The white towel tied securely around his waist, his thin yet muscular torso in full view. "Morning." Jimin said and smirked at him, the other replied "Morning." The older let the younger pass him and he headed to the kitchen.

He started going through his cabinets and fridge There are not much groceries so he settled with an instant pancake mix in his pantry. He followed the instructions and soon got into cooking. The appetizing smell of his cooking lingered all throughout the house even with some of the windows open. He started to prepare the hot water and set down two packets of mochaccino on the counter.

"That smells so good!" The younger burst behind him and Jimin laughed at the other's enthusiasm. Jimin turned to face Jungkook after he flipped the pancake on the iron pan "You need to buy more stuff.". Jungkook rubbed his damp hair with the towel "Yeah...I don't know what to buy though.". He started opening every cabinet to look into its contents. The older simply shook his head and placed the cooked pancake along with the rest.

Jungkook grinned at the older when he's done drying his hair, setting the towel down a chair "You should brush your hair hyung.". The older just smirked at him and brushed his hair seductively, a flirty look in his eyes shot towards the other. The younger just made a disgusted face and whined "Ew,". Jimin chuckled, his brilliant smile replaced the flirtiness with cozy friendliness.

"Let's eat now." The grey-haired offered and opened the packets of coffee. "Here are the mugs," Jungkook replied and fumbled with the lower cabinets filled with tableware. He quickly got two mugs and excitedly rose up but ends up hitting his head against the cabinet door that he left open. "Ow..." He grimaced and rubbed the spot where his head got hit. The older tsked and rushed towards the other "You should be careful."

Jungkook set down the mugs, pain clearly upsetting him. "I know..." he said, a pathetic smile appeared on his face. Jimin reached over the top of his head, his hair surprisingly totally dry. He rubbed it gently and the other male sighed as the pain was soothing away. "Thank you." He whispered from below the towering figure. He was fine now but he didn't expect when the older bent down and set his lips on the unpleasant spot.

It was a peck, soft yet longer than a friendly one. Jimin managed to take a whiff on the luscious waves of the brunette, it smelt like fresh and manly shampoo yet faded and not as strong as it normally would. The younger froze beneath him. "There," Jimin said softly and smiled. A warm feeling spread across the brunette's body, not only his rosy cheeks. "Th-thank..y-you..." He stammered.

"Come on. Let's eat and we should head to the grocery store." The older male suggested and Jungkook could only say "Okay." as a reply, unable to stop his furiously beating heart in his chest.