Faking It (JiKook)

Chapter 10

One night before leaving to Paris, France, those 7 guys prepared their things:

In plan, Jungkook was at Jin's house, to leave the next day together at the airport. Jin was still laughing with the anecdote of the black hair boy to have said the name of his conquest to be in bed with his supposed girlfriend. In the Kim's house, the guys readied their belongings alike, Hoseok gave little remarks to Taehyung so that he would not forget anything, and also, in the morning, it would be his alarm clock, since the brown hair one always fell asleep. And finally, there was Jimin, in the solitude of his room, finishing keeping even the smallest thing; a very cautious boy. He was hoping that this trip would calm down what was beginning to happen in his head, although with Jungkook present, he knew it would not be easy.

Well, France was going to leave him with something as good as bad that would change his life... well for  both of them.

In a simple movement he left his luggage on the floor next to his bed. On his small bedside table rested a family photo from a little over two years ago, when BTS began to climb to the top. A smile accompanied by a tear rolling down his cheek appeared when he saw the image of his older brother. He took the photograph.

"Will you be proud of me? Look at what your little brother has achieved this time, "he whispered to the image, feeling, how, more and more tears were coming in. It was one of those nights when melancholy beat him and he decided to take out all the crying and pain that still He caused the loss, embraced the photograph with great feeling, placed it on his chest for a few long seconds, then returned it to its place, and, in turn, got rid of all traces of crying.

Jimin, son heard the sweet voice of his mother giving a couple of slight knocks.

"Come in" He turned to the door, smiling a little.

The woman just peeked in. "You have a visit, honey."

Jimin raised both eyebrows, nobody was going to see  him at that time- "Who is it?"

"It will surprise you as much as it does to me, but, it seems a good boy, we can not be rude to him, only you know him well."

"Jungkook? "

The lady nodded.

"I suppose it must be something from the group, I'm going to see, thanks mom." He smiled, placing a soft kiss on her cheek.

When he went to the living room for the raven, he found him snooping among the photos of the family; He cleared his throat and the boy turned to see him.

"what have you come, here Jungkook?"

"How direct "he smiled mockingly "I came to tell you some things that The managers communicated." Jungkook lied.

Jikook? Jimin asked.

"Yes."

"And why did not you send me a message or something?"

"Tonight I'm going to sleep with the guys so I went out for something for dinner and your house Was on the way." He lied again because neither of the guys   did not know anything, he just told them  he was going out.

"I see. It is not very comfortable for me to talk about this here, I never thought to say this but let's go  to my room?"

"With pleasure" the black haired smiled again with amplitude.

Jimin walked to his room, telling Jungkook to follow him, in his mind, he only spent the scene with Lisa a couple of nights ago, although it was more than anything a fantasy, the Orange hair had not invited him to his room to have sex; he did not know what he was doing there, maybe it was that immature desire he had to make Park mad, that habit of making him rage, and also, deep down, he just wanted to see him, to have him close, for him, was like a privilege, at least ... while he will not talk. Maybe he liked to appreciate the beauty of the small boy, the boy looked like a porcelain doll: for Jungkook, his ideal person was shorter than him, with a angelic voice, beautiful eyes, whether blonde, brown or redhead or anything other hair color, it was like describing Jimin, even in the hair because it had already gone through the three tones, it was an irony, that boy was like the dream of the pelin at least physically since Jungkook also looked for a person who was fun and loving, something he never showed with him , but He could not lie to say that the boy was like this with everyone, how with the guys or the fans. Something that Jimin had and that he was looking for and he was not physical was the security in himself.

"Nice room " praised, observing each corner.

"Thank you" He smiled for courtesy. "Well, tell me, what is the things the managers told you?"

"Uhm, right, nothing so new just something like that if we go out walking out there, try to be together for the pictures that the guys take and that, it would not be bad to take any of us alone, they wants us to cover up a bit the scandal of Lisa and that that they saw you the other day with Rose." that seemed so convincing to Jimin he had believed every word.

"I have no other options , so it's fine. Maybe I should not worry about me: I went out with her to fix everything and to be like the friends we've always been. I understand that you have not warned me, I claimed some things a few days ago. "

"Do not hide it, I know that the matter of jikook bothers you and you do not want to continue with it, and you don't want to be to close to me."

"Listen, it bothered me before but I tolerated it more, now, with those intentions that you have lately I feel uncomfortable,I don't like it." He  babbled the last words.

"Are you Sure that you do not like it?More than uncomfortable, I notice you nervous with my presence. "

Jungkook came closer.

Jimin did not move.

"Hey, I think you know what I want. What we both want, " Jungkook whispered in his ear.

" Jungkook, please, get away. "we're in my house and someone can came in and think badly",the orange hair boy murmured in stutter, feeling his breathing more irregular once again because of the black haired man's closeness.

He laughed lightly, he had the orange hair boy right where he wanted him. "In exchange for a kiss, I'm leaving. "

"I'm not going to kiss you."

Jungkook rolled his eyes, refusing slightly and looking at the ceiling, letting him talk.

"And even if I wanted to, I would not do it, next to my room is my little brothers room and...

Jungkook had silent Jimin with a kiss, it was a nice way to avoid the headaches that Jimin produced with his speech: he lifted him a little from the floor and the orange hair boy took the opportunity to surround his hip with his legs. His arms were already around Jungkook's neck.
Both knew the enormous and less and less uncontrollable desire that they had of each other, but neither of them was stupid to get carried away by the fever and end up having sex in the house of Jimin with all his family present, it was enough with having risked that kiss, but really, they needed it. And the truth is that both knew that the moment to become one, was very close.