"Uh... Jungkook." Jimin turned his head to look at Jungkook. "w-why the are you so close?"
"What do you mean?" Jungkook's chin was resting on Jimin shoulder.
"Are you seriously squatting down to match my height?"
"Yup. You need to grow a few more inches shorty."
Jimin turned himself around to face Jungkook. "stop calling me shorty." Jimin whined. He threw his fist at Jungkook's chest, but it didn't give him any pain.
Jungkook grabbed Jimin hand and caressed his fingers with his thumbs. "Your hands are so soft, really. Your punches wouldn't hurt a fly."
Jimin tried to pry his fingers loose from Jungkook's grip. "w-why are you always touching me?"
"your skin is soft and warm. I like the feeling of it." he brought Jimin's hand to his lips and kissed it softly.
"eh-" Jimin slapped Jungkook with his free hand. "stop being weird."
"I want you." Jungkook leaned his face closer to Jimin's.
"shut up," Jimin said snatching his hand away from Jungkook.
"Aww come on."
"we're in a freaking library. Shut up."
"but we're in the back. No one's back here to hear us."
"You sound like a rapist or murder. Are you either?" jimin's eyes widened.
"No no no. I'm just attractive old me."
"shut up you stupid fucker."
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FanfictionWhere Park Jimin is a small, emotionally unstable, college student who wears girls clothing so he doesn't have to deal with the trauma of wearing children's clothing, who lives in an apartment with Jeon Jungkook, a sexy, college party animal, w...
