don't talk, don't walk, just the two of us
Authour: sweetmxchi
Retrieved from: Ao3
Words: 5638
Ship: Jimin×Jungkook
Summary:
Your secret's safe
And no one has to know I'm your getaway
And a little bit more than you can take
I can make everything feel so damn good
or
Jimin and Jungkook are polar opposits to the public eye. In the secrecy of a room, though, maybe they can meet somewhere in the middle.
*from The Cab's song "Can You Keep A Secret?"
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Jimin groaned when he flipped over a chair on his haste to leave and had to waste even more time putting it back into place.
“In a hurry?” He made a sharp turn to meet the source of the voice and tried to deny the way his heart skipped a beat when he saw who it was.
Jeon Jungkook. Leaning against the doorframe and blocking the way out. Successfully trapping Jimin inside the changing rooms when no one else was around.
Not that he had a huge problem with that, seeing as he and Jungkook had been playing the staring game for a few weeks now, even though it had to be discreet since they weren’t supposed to be friends.
(Which Jimin thought was ridiculous; he never really understood school hierarchy.)
“Yeah, Tae is waiting for me.” Jimin answered and, after the initial shock, found his voice was quite controlled.
“Taehyung, huh?” Not so fun fact: Jungkook and Taehyung didn’t get along. At all. If his best friend walked in now – and saw Jungkook slowly coming closer –, Jimin would have to deal with his inquiries for days.
Jimin nodded and hugged his hoodie – the reason he had gone back to his gym locker – closer to his chest. His eyes were still glued to Jungkook’s and he felt smaller than ever when he came to a stop right in front of him.
“Why don’t you forget about him for a second?” Jungkook muttered as he raised his hand to lightly caress Jimin’s cheek; just that amount of contact made him shiver.
“Why are you here?” Jimin asked, not without reason: Jungkook tended to stay away from the gymnasium and all activities surrounding it; he even had a medical release to prove it, but Jimin suspected it was only so he didn’t have to deal with the people that were engrossed in them.
“I wanted to talk to you.” Jungkook answered, still holding eye contact. In any other situation Jimin would’ve have looked away already but something about Jungkook’s dark orbs were only drawing him in more.
“Talk?” Jimin smiled and raised an eyebrow, demonstrating that their proximity and the younger’s actions showed anything but that.
“Well…” Jungkook tipped his head to the side before wrapping an arm around Jimin’s waist to pull him flush against him. He laughed when the older gasped as his small hands met his chest. “Maybe not talk…”
“What, then?” Jimin challenged, deciding to swallow his inhibitions to start playing Jungkook’s game.
“I’m tired of us dancing around each other all the time.” He answered eyeing Jimin’s lips and let his hands wander down from his hips to the curve of his ass. “I was thinking we could solve that.”
Jimin huffed and shot a quick glance at the door. “Now?” He wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s neck and inched closer.
“Why not?” He tightened his arms around Jimin and leaned in too, their breaths mingling now.
