𝕵𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖘 | ᴊɪᴋᴏᴏᴋ

16

Yeah, Jungkook lied when he said he'd give up on Jimin.

Here he was, drinking himself to oblivion on his kitchen counter. Yes, he was sitting on his kitchen counter drinking.
Like literally. Loud music resonated through the house almost as loud as the lyrics that spoke to his heart.

It was clear Park Jimin was a heartbreaker.

And Jungkook didn't blame him! He knew that he wasn't the best guy out there for Jimin. He knew he was too bad for a good guy like him. Jungkook knew. All the negative shit that was going on in your head about Jungkook courting Jimin; he fucking knew.

"It's funny how it lingers
but I'm not surprised that we were magic~"

Jungkook began singing softly. Though he was drunk off his ass he still managed to sound oh so beautiful.

"And boy you had me hypnotized under your spell
We were lost in a fantasy
chasing those memories
It's like I can taste you~"

Jungkook shut his eyes, reminiscing back to when Jimin and himself weren't in such a situation. When Jimin didn't look at him as if he were nothing; when he didn't feel so bad of a person. He remembered Jimin's plump lips, the way they felt on his mouth, on his cock; the warmth of his small hands on his cheeks and the loveliest sounds he made when his mouth was on his. Lovely little moans that haunted his mind and soul.

"I swear to God I still taste you~"

It wasn't long the time Jungkook had with Jimin but it was still something so powerful he felt when he was with him. It was like they had known each other for years and though it was quite short lived Jungkook couldn't get his heart and mind over him.

No. Jungkook made up his mind. He would be a fool to even dare try forget Jimin. It didn't matter how long it took him to get Jimin to trust him; he was going to get him back.

"Remember, I remember
how many times that we
the time and the place that we
remember, I remember~"

This time Jungkook was singing loudly, his powerful and stable voice almost overlapping the just as beautiful vocals of the song.

"You left me no decision
To point the finger at you
You kept on coming back with all your reasons~"

He couldn't understand how Jimin had gotten under his skin. Maybe it was his beauty: rosy chubby cheeks, plump lips, crescent eyes. It was like describing an angel; Jimin was an angel.

Jungkook clumsily climbs off the counter and staggers to the fridge, wanting more ice. He holds his glass to the ice dispenser and awaits for his glass to be filled again. Finally, once his glass was filled to the top, he walked back to the counter and filled the medium glass cup with the alcohol stash Jin and Namjoon had hidden away in the lower cabinets. Ha, jokes on them for thinking Jungkook wouldn't find their stash.

Taking a sip of the strong drink, Jungkook thought of dancing. He wanted to dance at the moment but since he's drunk out of his mind, he knows he'll just look like a staggering mess.

"We make love
love memorable, memorable
We make love
love not typical~"

Jungkook loved this song. He had recently found it while he was music browsing on YouTube. Thank the all mighty nuggets for YouTube because what else would entertain him at the moment.