♮ Chapter Three ♮

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Ehehehhe maybe 3 updates in one day again I have no clue but I decided ima stick to 3rd pov. Again I barely proof read and my frand Syd gottta point the shit out so if you see anything wrong just mention it :P nicely. Smut alert
don't soil your panties k bye

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jimin — ♥︎ ξrd pον

"BEEEEEEEP!"
Jimin shrieked, jumping and falling out of his silky navy blue bed, smacking his head really hard on the bedside table in the process.
"Shit! Jungkook, don't do that!" He said, wincing as he clutched his head. Drawing his fingers back he saw a small amount of blood, wiping them on his jeans that he kept on since the day before.

Glaring at the boy above him, he slowly gets off the floor and shoves Jungkook, walking to the bathroom.

"Jiminieeee, I'm sowwyyy," Jungkook pouted cutely, following Jimin into the bathroom.

Jimin rolled his eyes. He wasn't actually mad, just felt like being a pussy bitch today.

He turned on the lights to the master bathroom and looked in the giant mirror, attempting to tame his wild hair and turning on the sink.

He quickly brushed his teeth, ignoring Jungkooks pleads as he multitasked wiping the blood, undressing, and spitting out toothpaste.

He just turned on the shower water and turned to Jungkook, lifting his shirt, from yesterday may he add, sensually off his body. He could practically hear Kook gulp, and he kept eye contact as the younger stood there, no doubt a slight bulge forming.

Jimin slipped off his skinny jeans and boxers, raising an eye at the brunette and raising an eyebrow, remaining straight faced. Jungkook knew exactly what Jimin was trying to do to him. The worst part, it was working.

"Why don't you prove you are.." He turned around, giving Jungkook a full view of his ass as he opened the shower door, turning only his head to look at the boy standing there. "... really sorry." He finished, smirking before slipping into the shower, sighing as the warm water cascaded over his taut muscles.

Soon, he heard a belt buckle open and smack the cold tile floor.
    As if expecting it, he tells those familiar strong arms wrap around him from the back and he twists around, meeting the taller boys' lips in the middle.

The two kissed eagerly, chests and thighs pressed flush to each other. Their heads moved in sync as they kissed deeper, Jungkook quickly controlling Jimin with his tongue.

Oh, what that tongue has done to him-

Jimin gasped as Jungkook bit Jimin's lip harshly, almost to the point of drawing blood.

Jungkook ran his hands down Jimin's stomach before gripping his hips, sucking a single hickey on his neck before locking lips once more.

"I don't like the way you spoke to me earlier." Jungkook growled, yanking Jimin by his hair and pulling him back, shoving him into the shower wall.

The shorter boy winced at the cut Jungkook caused earlier, but pleasure overrode it by waves as Jungkook suddenly started grinding, hard.

Jimin choked out a moan, throwing his head back and shutting his eyes, mouth agape and neck exposed.

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