Effeminate | Jikook ✓

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|| THIRD PERSON ||

during the midst of the sobbing blonde's toxic words, jungkook couldn't stop himself from quickly grabbing jimin by the sides of his face and immediately leaning in to connect their lips.

at first, the blonde was too shocked to react. his mind couldn't comprehend that jeon jungkook, the whole ass straight boy, just grabbed his face and kissed him.

or uh.. just grabbed his face and is kissing him.

regardless, jimin would soon enough come to his senses by allowing his eyes to flutter shut, reaching up to wrap his arms around the latter's body and kiss him back.

that hasn't quite started yet, but trust me, it will. Give him some time.

everything was just too slow at first.

jungkook wanted nothing more than to express himself with this particular gesture. he knew it would speak for the words he couldn't seem to find just yet. he didn't want jimin thinking his thoughts were true when they weren't.

this was the best way to prove that once and for all.

with that in mind, jungkook took all the time he needed to really pour his unsaid feelings into the other. he's never kissed anybody like this before, and surprisingly enough, he didn't hate it.

his lips were soft, it didn't even feel like anything except the soft fluff of a cloud surrounding his lips. he couldn't help the opening of his eyes as he nearly drowned in the sensation of jimin's soft cheeks under his touch.

despite all the urgency of it, jungkook soon decided that with the lack of response, maybe this wasn't the best way to shut him up after all..

he slowly started detaching himself from the latter's lips, letting them linger above as he panted, trying his best to open the heavy lids over his own eyes.

just before he could finish his apology for kissing him without permission..

"jimin, I didn't--"

jimin cut him off with his own pair of soft, delicate lips.

the blonde grabbed the youngest by his leather neck collar immediately, pulling him back down to his lips, openly responding this time with the same mere longing he's felt for weeks.

taking his arms and wrapping them around his tiny waist, jungkook tilted his head more to further deepen the kiss, surprised to find that the older was actually really good at it.

luckily, the height difference wasn't enough to falter him from being able to thread his fingers through the younger's soft hair, finding that as he did so, jungkook couldn't help but groan a little against his lips.

he loved it, the feeling was all he's even wanted. he kept doing it and doing it and doing it..

all the way up until they needed air.

panting once again, jungkook leaned his forehead onto the blonde's, grabbing his wrists as the latter used the pads of his thumbs to rub at his cheeks; his own tears now drying faster than fresh water in the sahara.

"that's not what you are to me at all.." the younger trailed, opening his eyes to peer into the glistening orbs before him. "you're so much more than that.."

"yeah?"

"I can't say for sure," the raven unsureingly defended, earning an understanding nod of encouragement from the latter. "but I know you mean a lot to me right now, jimin."

"well.." jimin giggled, leaning in to press a whole line of affectionate kisses along his cheeks. "you take all the time you need, bun."

it was in that moment that taehyung realized that maybe he really was wrong the entire time. there was no hope for anything anymore. his own feelings didn't matter.

jimin truly wasn't searching for a temporary with jungkook..

he was searching for a permanent.

he actually liked him.

he didn't lie.

and he was certainly taking a giant leap of faith by being so patient with him, hoping that the straight boy would be able to pull through and be his other half someday.

so far, he seemed to be doing a good job.

jungkook may've kissed him, sure.. but even jungkook didn't know how he felt most of the time. he confused himself too easily.

that's definitely gonna be a big recurring problem later on.