Save Me (JiKook)

Five

"Hyung," Jungkook sounded cheerful as Jimin answered his call.

"Oh, hey." Jimin giggled.

"Come over. I aced my final, we're all celebrating."

"Um..." Jimin looked to the sofa where Joey had fallen asleep with a beer in his hand. "Okay," he said quietly.

"I don't know," Jimin eyed the beer bottle for a minute. "I don't know, I haven't drank in a long time and even back then I was a lightweight."

Jungkook pouted and took a long drink from the bottle. "Here. If you can drink the rest of this, then we'll give you a little more each time." He handed it to the older. "Warm you up to it." He smiled.

By ten o'clock, Jimin was able to drink a full beer by himself. Not that he needed it, really. Jungkook didn't either, but every now and then, he'd share a bottle with Jimin.

Namjoon and Taehyung would look at one another and shake their heads as the younger two giggled to each other over the slightest things.

Jimin was curled into a ball in the corner of the couch and Jungkook was sat as close as possible, his hand almost always on Jimin's knee.

They stayed up until two a.m. just laughing at one another and drinking.

After a while they turned on the radio, keeping it low since Namjoon had already went to bed.

A slow song came on and Jimin dragged Jungkook to the middle of the room and made him dance with him.

The song was short, but by the end of it, Jungkook was already kissing him. And Jimin was kissing back.

"Jungkook," Jimin breathed hard as the younger pushed into him. He let out a moan and Jungkook grunted in his ear, causing him to curl his fingers in the taller's hair.

Even drunk, Jimin could appreciate that Jungkook wasn't beating him and calling him derogatory names. He didn't call him fat or point out the scar on his shoulder.

"Jungkook," Jimin moaned and turned his head, biting the other's ear. He let go to moan again and Jungkook captured him in a kiss.

The older wrapped his legs around Jungkook's waist and let him dominate him in the best way possible.

"Fuck," Jungkook huffed out, pulling back and kissing his way down to Jimin's neck. "So hot, Jimin."

"Don't stop," Jimin whined, rolling his hips up.

The younger groaned and slipped his hands under Jimin's hips, holding him up a bit as he quickened his pace.

The smaller let out a squeal as he dropped his hands to the sheets, his head rolling back and eyes closing.

"Like that, baby?" Jungkook chuckled, kissing Jimin's neck again.

"Yeah," Jimin nodded, "Wanna cum."

"Fuck, please cum." The younger breathed out, a grunt escaping him afterwards. "Your cock's so cute, Hyung."

Jimin whimpered and brought his hands to Jungkook's cheeks, pulling him into another kiss.

It was short though, since Jung had other plans. He liked Jimin, yes, but it felt so good to just fuck such a good looking human. And he thought about Joey once, a while ago, but Jimin clenched around him and it left his mind. Now, it felt great to help Jimin cheat on him, physically and mentally great.

"Mmm!" Jimin hummed against his lips and pushed back against his shoulders. "I'm gonna cum! Make me cum!"

Jungkook clenched his jaw and rest his head on the pillow next to Jimin's, squeezing the older's ass as he changed tactics. Instead of short, shallow thrusts, he gave Jimin harsh, deep ones. He grunted as Jimin clenched around him.

Jimin let out a choked moan and arched his back, rolling his front against Jungkook's toned stomach.

"Shit," the younger huffed out, reaching around and gripping Jimin's length. He moved his arm as fast as he could, trying not to lose his mind while Jimin grinded down on him. "Cum, baby. Cum for me."

Jimin let out a moan at the pet name and rolled his head to the side.

"You're so close, aren't you? I can tell," Jungkook chuckled, "You're clenching so tight."

"Jungkook!"

"Scream it, baby. Tell everyone. Let them know how good I make you feel."

Jimin let out another squeal and shook his head, his hands gripping the sheets and pulling them up to his face.

Jungkook let out a short laugh then let his hand slide down to Jimin's thigh, squeezing it and marvelling at how soft it was.

Jimin let out a loud moan then bit his finger, his right hand coming down to hold onto Jungkook's wrist. Seconds later he was shuddering and squealing as he came.

Jungkook groaned then leaned down to kiss him, speeding his thrusts up again before he quickly came, too.

Jimin kept him close for a while after that, kissing him and running his fingers up and down his back.

Once they finally broke apart, Jimin giggled, biting his lip.

Jungkook smiled shyly and let his thumb trace Jimin's jawline. "You're beautiful."

Jimin giggled and rolled his eyes, "No. But...No, nevermind."

"What?" Jungkook laughed.

"Um, just," Jimin shrugged, sliding his hands around to rest on the taller's chest, "You're...just...hot."

"Sorry," Jungkook pulled back, "I sweat a lot."

Jimin giggled and covered his face, "Not that kind of hot! The other kind!"

Jungkook paused for a second then moved his hands to Jimin's hips. He massaged them as he pulled out, then laid next to the other.

Jimin rolled to his side and snuggled into Jungkook's chest. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Being so gentle. Letting me cum first. Joey never does any of that anymore."

Jungkook frowned and wrapped his arms around Jimin, "Forget Joey. You have me."

"Hm," Jimin smiled, closing his eyes.

The next morning, Jimin woke up crying. His head hurt so bad and he felt so sticky and uncomfortable.

He rolled over and then froze.

Jungkook was laying in front of him, sleeping, shirtless...

Jimin covered his mouth. No. He couldn't have. They didn't, they couldn't! Joey would kill him and Jimin knows that! Why the hell would he do this?!

Jimin quickly tried to get up, but his hips hurt so bad he let out a cry of pain.

Jungkook woke up at that, and found Jimin crying and writhing in pain. "Hyung!" He sat up and held Jimin's shoulders, keeping him still before he wiped his tears. "What's wrong, what happened?"

"It hurts!" Jimin sobbed, his eyes screwed shut and brow furrowed.

"Wh-What hurts?! Where?"

"My head," Jimin whimpered, "My back and my hips. It hurts."

Jungkook melted into a puddle of guilt. He remembered most of last night. He doesn't remember stretching Jimin at all. "Hyung," Jungkook pulled him into his arms, letting the smaller cry against his chest, "I'm so sorry, Hyung."

Jimin shook his head. He couldn't say he regretted it.