They were sitting in the parking lot, getting ready to leave the car and go inside, when Jungkook's phone rang. He bumped his elbow on the steering wheel when he moved to get his phone out, seeing it was his mom.
"She's probably just calling to check in, shouldn't be too long." He looks to the boy in the seat next to him, and then picks up the call, leaning against the door.
"Hi Mom! How are you?" He stares out the window as his mom tells him about her day, and how it is back home, when he feels a pair of lips on his neck.
His breath catches in his throat, and he's glad his mom hadn't noticed. He swats Jimin away, mouthing to him that he knows how sensitive he is.
"That's really great, Mom, I'm glad that Dad's moving up again-" Jimin's back, and more aggressive, adding in little bites that move up the younger's neck.
"N-No, Mom, I'm fine. Just thought I had to sneeze." He lies through his teeth, his voice wavering and Jimin huffs a quiet laugh, moving back down the side of his neck to suck purple marks into the junction of Jungkook's shoulder and neck. Jungkook makes a grunt-sort of noise, before breathing deeply.
"H-Hey, Mom, I gotta- gotta go, okay? I'll call you later." He pushes the end button before even getting confirmation from his mother.
"I h-hate you, Jimin." His voice wavers much more now, and the older just laughs, biting down hard, causinf the younger to whine, threading a hand into the dark locks of the other's hair.
"Just fucking kiss me already, Jimin, jesus... I think I did good enough to earn some kisses."
