Dead Leaves [j.jk|pjm]

Ⅱ

"Today the worldwide boy band known as BTS has been declared disbanded."

Rain heavy, along with the many hearts of armies around the world.

"It's been foretold after nasty rumours has been spreading about two particular members."

A picture shows up on the screen, it's a picture of the boys of BTS. Smiles littered their faces, and it was such an innocent time then.

Back when they performed at the billboard music awards.

Not long after.

Nothing was left but devastation.

No one was okay. 

—

"Are you...okay?"

Asks Jimin, a small tone of nervousness locked into his voice.

Jungkook remained quiet, his arms still wrapped around the boy. He buried his face into the crook of Jimins neck and inhaled deeply. He let himself relax.

"Hm." He mumbled against the older's neck, the vibration of his muffled voice causing Jimin to shiver. "I'm okay."

Jungkook didn't miss the way Jimin seemed to instantly relax.

The boy has been more on edge these days. It bothered Jungkook, he feels as though he's not capable enough to make Jimin feel comfortable.

He lifted his head up, his eyes dazing intensely down at the blond haired man in front of him.

His hands made there way back to Jimins face, caressing his cheek affectionately once more. He let his thumb trail a scar right underneath his right eye, and no matter how many times he wish he could remove it, it's a reminder of a more difficult time for himself. A cruel, dark reminder, of a time he couldn't protect his hyung, his loved one.

It'll never happen again.

"Are you okay?" Whispers Jungkook, his thumb still caressing over his right eye.

Jimin tilts his head towards Jungkooks hand, letting his eyes flutter shut as he lifts his own hand to caress the rough ones that belong to the younger one.

Taking hold of Jungkooks hand he brought the youngers hand down towards his lips, kissing his knuckles gently with a sigh of content.

"The rainy weather has been making everything ache." Jimin mumbles, unsure if he should actually be telling this to Jungkook, knowing full well it'll drive him crazy with worry.

He really doesn't want that.

Yet he can't lie either, he never could. Because to Jungkook, Jimin is an open book and can easily read the tones of his voice and body language.

Though Jimin, even if he was a good liar, he never would. Not to Jungkook.

"But hot chocolate and having you back home certainly makes everything better." Jimin pipes up almost immediately after. He brings Jungkooks hands back around his waist before resting his arms around the youngers neck. A soft smile lights up Jimins face as he lifts his head up.

Jungkook clenches down on the instant worry that engulfs him, his eyes scanning every part of Jimins face. He goes from his lips, up to his nose, then lastly towards Jimins eyes.

He gazes deeply into the others one greyish eye, and his honey coloured one.

Jungkooks heart tugs painfully.

It was a few moments of silence before Jungkook is kissing every part of Jimins face.

"I love you. " he murmurs between each peck, absolutely loving the sounds of sweet laughter escaping past plump lips.

"Stop!" Jimin giggles between each peck, lightly pushing the maknaes face away with his palm. Jungkook only sweetly kisses his palm before stopping his love attack.

"I love you." He says once more, only more serious this time and his gaze becoming intense.

"And I love you." Jimin smiles sweetly, before standing up on the tip of his toes to place his lips against Jungkooks once more.

A sigh of content is heard from the younger before his hands are dropping to Jimins hips, squeezing lightly then taking a firm hold.

With his lips still intact with the smallers he begins to walk him backwards slowly, his hands directing him where to go, it's only a few moments before Jungkook has Jimin pushed up against the counter. His lips becoming feverish, and hot as he lightly sucks on the bottom of a certain pair of plump lips.

Jimin lets out a noise that only sets Jungkook off more. He lets his hand travel underneath the olders shirt, lifting up the fabric slowly.

It's the loud sound of the kettle whistling that makes Jimin break away the kiss, his eyes wide.

"Jungkook." Jimin breathes, his hand reaching up and caressing through the maknaes hair as he kisses his neck. "The water."

"Hm." Jungkook turns his head to lightly peck the side of Jimins jaw before he pulls away.

Jimin pushes away from the counter, only to walk towards the kettle to shut it off, fixing his shirt in the process.

He reaches up, grabbing two mugs and places them down gently before scanning his eyes, finding the hot chocolate packages.

He smiles softly to himself when he feels arms wrap around him from behind, a chin resting on his shoulder.

"You're so clingy today." He teases, light heartedly.

Jungkooks arms only tighten slightly and he's tilting his head to stare at the side of Jimins face, his eyes softening in the process just at the mere sight of him.

He mumbles a soft,

"I'm always clingy."

And Jimin only slightly smiles, he knew  that. He knew that quite well.