Jimin sat settled in Jungkook's lap as they played video games. Jimin had no idea how they worked, so he never won a single round. No matter how bad Jungkook tried to play.
Jimin sighed after another defeat, "this is hard, kookie," Jimin whined as he walked to the kitchen.
"baby, you just need to practice. You'll be good in no time, I promise."
Jimin grabbed two soda cans and walked back to the couch. He plopped down next to Jungkook and handed him a can. "I fucking suck at this. Am I ruining your fun?"
"no, you are actually entertaining me with your anger." Jungkook wasn't lying. Every time Jimin lost he'd puff out his chubby cheeks and cross his arm and curse about losing. Then he'd ask which button does what and he'd her even more frustrated.
Jimin was more adorable than anything Jungkook had ever seen.
Jimin took a sip of his soda and tried to act tough by cracking his knuckles, but he had failed since it had hurt his tiny fingers.
Jungkook chuckled and picked up his controller, "ready?"
Jimin nodded and the game soon began.
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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...
