Gay for a Month | ⚣ Jikook [discontinued]

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~I don't know what to put for these anymore. I guess I'll use these for when it's necessary.~

     "Oh, it's time to eat." Jimin dropped his hands from around Jungkook's neck and took a step away from him. 

     He turned around and proceeded to walk towards the door. Just after his small three steps, he realized that he did not have his crutches with him. Without meaning to, he shifted all of his weight on his sprained ankle. He yelped in pain, snapping Jungkook out of a daze. Jimin's eyes widened, he quickly closed them, thinking that if he fell and he closed his eyes he would not get hurt. Unlike his thought, that would not come true. Everyone knows that closing your eyes will not make things less painful. 

     Jungkook took two steps and caught Jimin before he could come close to hitting the ground. Jimin still kept his eyes shut very tightly, not realizing that Jungkook had caught him.

     "Hyung, you're fine. You didn't hit the ground," said Jungkook, wanting to get out of this awkward scenario and just eat his food.

     Jimin slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Jungkook.
     "Oh, thank you," Jimin mumbled.

     "Here," said Jungkook.

     Jimin shifted all of his weight onto Jungkook. Jungkook felt very awkward but decided that it was fine. He put an arm around Jimin's back and around his legs. Jungkook lifted him up and onto their bed. Jimin's eyes widened and looked at Jungkook. He merely smirked, not actually thinking of any type of scenario. Jungkook bent down and picked up the fallen crutches. He handed them to Jimin and walked out of the room, leaving Jimin dumbfounded.

     Jimin blinked a few times, trying to process what had happened. His mind was blank.

     "Jimin! It's time to eat! Get your lazy ass over here! Now!" Jin yelled, causing Jimin to depart from his confused state.

     He could hear a faint, "Oh mah gwad! Kim Seokjin cussed," coming from Namjoon's mouth.

     Jimin grabbed his crutches and walked out of the door. He made his way to the kitchen to see Jin waiting with a hand on his hip and a spatula in the other.

     "Hurry up, Jimin. You called for dinner and I made dinner," said Seokjin.

     Jimin walked over to the table and sat down. He saw Jungkook digging his face into the food, but Namjoon was nowhere to be found. Jimin looked around again and saw the Namjoon was in the living room with a plate of food. Namjoon caught Jimin's wandering eye and waved. Jimin simply smiled. He looked back at Jungkook. Jungkook, noticing the older males' stare, looked up and tilted his head.

     "Aren't you going to eat, hyung?" asked Jungkook.

     The older male sighed and picked up his chopsticks. He gave Jungkook one last glance before digging into his food. Occasionally, Jimin would look back up to see Jungkook staring at him. He did not think much of it, but Jungkook was thinking of a lot of things. He thought of why Taehyung had dared him to be gay, why two older males were, probably, making out in his living room, why the food tasted superb, and why in the hell is Jimin so short. 

     Jimin looked up to notice that Jungkook was not there anymore. He looked around to see that he was getting a glass of water. Jimin stabbed his chopstick through the last dumpling and chewed it slowly, watching Jungkook's every move. Jungkook could feel Jimin's brown orbs watching him.

     He quickly said, "Thank you for the food, hyung."

     Jungkook left the kitchen. Jimin thanked Seokjin as well, washed the plates, and made his way back into the bedroom.