BTS Drabbles

Stay in bed with me

Bed : college jikook on a Friday night

"Come on, admit it. J.Law is hot as hell in that outfit."

Jungkook rolled his eyes and threw a handful of popcorn into Jimin's face. This was a common reaction whenever they watched a movie together. Especially when Jimin's fuckboy attitude shined through and made dumbass comments like that when it was obviously implied that Jenny Lawrence is an actual queen and Jimin should just shut the hell up and watch the movie.

"You don't need to tell me that loser," Jungkook grabbed Jimin's chin and forced it back towards the screen. "Just watch the damn movie, this is my favorite part."

Jimin smiled and leaned back against the wall, picking up one of the stray popcorn pieces before getting comfy.

It was a friday night, and instead of going out and getting wasted like Jimin wanted to, Jungkook somehow convinced him to stay in and watch Catching Fire for the fifth time. Usually Jungkook's roommate would be with them, but he had left to see his girlfriend for the weekend, leaving them the whole 20 square foot dorm room to themselves. Meaning they violated Tae's personal space and pushed the two twin beds together, and possibly spilled melted butter on his down comforter.

Jimin shifted on the bed, feeling bored and full of energy. He glanced over at Jungkook who was deep into the movie, watching Katniss almost drown in that dumb clock thing.

"Jungkook," Jimin whined. "Lets go do something."

"Shhhhh, we aren't even halfway done."

Jimin sighed. "Come on, Kook. It's Friday night."

Jungkook sat up and paused the movie. "Exactly, we have the whole weekend to do something. Why not just relax tonight though."

He was trying to talk some sense into Jimin, who he knew loved to go out and get wasted every weekend, but it was starting to become a habit and Jungkook wanted to help him kick it, without him knowing. Jungkook could remember too many nights where Jimin would either end up in front of his door, drunk out of his mind and barely able to remember his name, or call him with the noise of a frat party in the background mumbling incoherent words. Those nights were the worst, partially because Jungkook had to leave the comfort of his bed and partially because finding Jimin was a challenge and at times found him in uncomfortable situations.

"I'm too hyper, and besides I know that Jin-hyung is having a really small get together. I just want to get a drink."

Jimin pulled the sad, puppy eyes on Jungkook, who died a little on the inside.

"And it would be nice if you came with me," he said as he pouted.

"Jimin I don't think it's a good idea."

"Jungkook, it's going to be completely fine," Jimin laughed a bit and smiled trying to diffuse the tension and convince Kook to go with him.

"Jimin!"

"Jungkook!"

Jungkook's serious face cracked a little at their light hearted banter. Jimin saw and pointed at Jungkook's smile.

"See? Come on. Doesn't going out sound so much better than sitting here silently?"

Jungkook's smile dropped. He just couldn't convince Jimin not to go.

He sighed. "Go if you like, I'm staying."

Jimin's smile dropped. "Why?"

"Because I don't want to go out right now, Jimin," Jungkook's voice was raising slightly, with a heavier tone.