Jimin woke up not from his alarm but from the ringing of his phone. Half-awake he answered the call and his ears almost received an eargasm from the low and raspy voice of none other than his boyfriend, "Good morning baby. It's past 9 already. Want to get some breakfast, hmm?" "Um okay, meet you at the lobby." Jimin lashed out his bed for a quick warm shower and hurriedly put on some clothes Taehyung prepared for him last night before sleeping as the latter promised.
He swore it wasn't his intention. It never was. When he realized it he was already in Jungkook's car. Jimin mentally cursed Taehyung for changing the clothes they prepared the night before. He was so sure it was just a plain green shirt and a jumper but now he's wearing black tight jeans ripped somewhere in his thighs and knees and a see through light yellow shirt. He texted Taehyung to make sure the boy knows his wrath.
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Jungkook could not reach for the seatbelt without darting his eyes on Jimin's tight ripped jeans embossing Jimin's thick thighs and pale skin. He swore to himself he could look at them all day without getting tired. "Jungkookie, I'm sorry if you hate it but it was Taehyung. He made me wear this for you I'm sorry." "No baby. It's perfect. You're perfect okay? It doesn't matter" Jungkook drove with one hand and the other hand rested on Jimin's thigh like it was the most natural thing to do. Jimin was familiar with the way. They're eating at the same café from yesterday. Whether it was because it's the nearest hang out place or because it offers their favorite breakfast, Jimin doesn't know.
Both boys entered the shop with hands locked together. Before the cashier Jungkook is showing her possessive side as he wrapped his hands around Jimin's waist as the latter places his order. Yoongi is clearly not liking the scene.
