flipped

twenty-five.

스물다섯

     jungkook has leisurely taken his place on jimin's couch, in front of the tv. he looks around as jimin rushes around the living room and kitchen. completely aware of his effect on jimin, jungkook smiles at the flustered form of the other.

     jimin brings two cups from the kitchen and keeps them on the table in front of the younger, then sits in from of him. jungkook quietly pours coffee in the two cups, leans to keep the distance minimum with the other boy but yet the couches are too far, plus with the table in between it feels like sitting in two opposite islands. jungkook needs closure. and though unconsciously, jimin needs it too.

    "this is too much distance," jungkook mumbles lowly and stands up to walk around the table, sits beside jimin. knees touching, thighs pressing, shoulder brushing against one another, jimin's breath hitch with the amount of sudden skinships.

     jungkook pours coffee in the two cups and picks up the two to offer one to jimin. jimin looks at jungkook as he takes the cup, smiles awkwardly.

     jungkook smiles back, assuring. "i love your top," jungkook comments, takes the loose ends into his hands, caresses until he feels jimin's finger's peeking out of them. "such small hands," he chuckles, touches them.

     jimin stares, he's lost and shocked. he flinches when jungkook's cold fingers touched his. jungkook backs his hand instantly, apologizes.

     "no!" jimin breaths. "fingers cold very." jimin let's out jumbled words, his tongue not under his control.

     "oh. i'm sorry," jungkook says again while jimin shakes his head.

     "don't apologize." he looks away before speaking further. "i― i liked it." his cheeks blooming dark shade of pink, he bites his bottom lip.

     jungkook breathes, looks at jimin's finger's still peeking out from the long shirt. he takes it them whole, fitting tight between his own fingers. there's no sense of shyness, no thinking involved. it happens in spur of the moment and they're both now staring, jimin wide eyed and shocked while jungkook, his eyes express promise. a promise for jimin to decide for real or not. but being the naïve boy that he is, he believes it all.

     he believes something jungkook himself isn't sure of.

     something he dreads.

❝he believed him when he didn't believe himself❞