BTS ONE SHOTS

Jikook

Hi guys, sorry for the delay on this oneshot I just couldn't think of a decent story line for it. Hope this is okay!
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Jungkook was angry. He was currently staring down the cause of his daily frustration, Park Jimin. He was so obnoxious and annoyingly seductive towards everyone in the school. He attracted girls and boys alike, but he was a tease and everyone knew it. His silky blond hair neatly parted over his smooth pale skin that perfectly framed his icy blue eyes. Yeah... that kind of annoying.

Jungkook was pretty popular himself; he was athletic, social, and had the best grades in the school, which was why Jimin pissed him off so much. Jungkook worked so hard for his grades and position as captain of the track team, and Jimin just batted his eyelashes to whoever and climbed his way to the top without any actual hard work. He was on the track team because he pouted his plump, pink lips to the co-captain, Jackson, who fell for his pathetic flirtations.
Jimin spotted Jungkook looking at him from across the cafeteria and smiled, winking at him before returning to his conversation with his friends. Jungkooks eyes widened and he looked away quickly, a light blush rushing to his cheeks. Yes, jimin was annoying, conceited, and too lazy to actually work for what he wanted, but there was no denying one thing: he was stunning. Even jungkook couldn't escape some of his charms.
The lunch bell rang and jungkook made his way to his locker, switching his books out from morning classes to afternoon, and checking his hair in the mirror on his locker door before closing it, revealing a smug looking jimin leaning against the locker beside his. His arms folded and one corner of his mouth pulled up, just waiting to ask for something.
"Hey there cutie, it's jungkook right?"
"Yeah, it is, what do you want?" Jungkook scoffed as he walked passed jimin, leaving him slightly offended and confused, but turned and followed jungkook down the hallway nonetheless.
"I'm jimin" he smiled, catching up to jungkook.
"Yeah, I know who you are. What do you want from me? I know you only talk to people when you want something from them so spit it out."
They stopped walking to face each other and jimin smiles slyly, crossing his arms again.
"Okay fine, no bullshit small talk, that makes things easier for me. You're the captain of the track team."
"Yes, and? You already lead on Jackson enough to let you on, what do you need from me?" Jimin chuckled.
"Look, I only joined because it looks good on a college application and the uniform looks super cute on me but I'm not the most athletic soooo I was just wondering if maybe you'd help train me? Please?"
Jimin was fidgeting with his hands, rocking back and forth on his toes like a kid asking his mom for 1 more cookie even though he's already had half the batch.
Jungkook was about to say no, but knowing without proper training jimin would just bring down the team, he sighed in defeat.
"Yeah, okay, sure uh, meet me back at my locker after school I have a gym set up at my house we can train there"
"Wow, really? Thank you. I thought I'd have to do a lot more convincing than that" jimin winked. He brushed jungkooks shoulder with his dainty hand before biting his lip and whispering in his ear, "see you later cutie", before waltzing away.
Jungkook felt his cock twitch in his pants. The only thing he despised more than jimin himself was the undeniable lust he felt for him. He hoped he'd be able to control himself, watching jimin work out, sweating, panting. The thought caused his jeans to tighten even more and he pulled his sweater down over his crotch before clearing his throat and heading to class. He found himself struggling to concentrate, stressing over his alone time with jimin after school. He knew jimin and the way he worked, and was worried about what he'd try to pull knowing he wouldn't be able to resist him just like the others. He managed to these past 3 years of highschool, but they had never been alone in a room together. He was determined to shut jimin down at every advance that was anything more than platonic, so he shook it off and went back to his work.