SLOW DOWN | jikook

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Jungkook groans loudly as he sits up on the couch, rubbing his head. He stretches and lets out non-human sounds from the relief. 

He notices how beer-bottles are scattered around in his apartment, some on the floor and more on the tea table close to the couch. Maybe he and his friends overdid it last night. 

That moment, Jimin enters the apartment. As he closes the door and turns around to face the living room, he whines when he sees the mess Jungkook made. He's going to make him clean all this up. 

"For fuck's sake, Jungkook", he rolls his eyes and walks towards the kitchen to leave his bag on the counter. 

Jungkook gets up from the couch and gives Jimin a sympathetic smile as he walks past him to enter his bedroom, "Got carried away, don't blame me, blame Taehyung"

Jimin rolls his eyes, of course it's Taehyung again. 

Jungkook walks back out of his bedroom towards the kitchen as he puts a clean white t-shirt on. Jimin glances at his toned abs for a second and bites his lip, but takes his eyes away before Jungkook notices. He doesn't need any of his cocky remarks. 

It's been very, very hard living with Jungkook this past 3 years for Jimin. Not that he doesn't like the guy, they get along very well. But, fuck, is he hot. 

Every once in a while Jungkook would walk around the house shirtless and maybe even with just his boxers on, Jimin would stare. He can't help but think about how those muscular hands could pin him down on the bed, how he'd love to leave kisses down on his various tattoos, bite every single piercing Jungkook has. 

Once, he opened the bathroom door without knocking because he was used to living alone, and Jungkook was standing on the other side of the door, wet from the shower he had and without a towel around his waist. Completely naked. Jungkook's face would be blank, just staring at Jimin, while Jimin was frozen on the spot staring somewhere he shouldn't be staring. He'd immediately apologized and closed the door behind him, breathless. But shit, Jungkook is big. He still hasn't forgotten about that day. They're definitely just friends though, nothing more.

Jimin clears his throat and Jungkook grabs an apple from the container on the counter. 

"So.." Jimin begins, "I had sex with someone last night-"

He gets cut off from Jungkook's scoff, "How surprising", he says with a grin and continues to eat his apple. 

"Shut up, let me finish", Jimin rolls his eyes "So we had sex. Best sex I've had by the way" he smirks when he remembers last night, "And when he woke up he asked me on a date on Friday. This is the first time someone wants to get to know me better after sex", he plays with the hem of his shirt as he stares down on the counter. 

Jungkook frowns and stops eating his apple, "How do you know he doesn't want to just fuck again?"

"It's not like that", Jimin looks up and meets Jungkook's eyes. 

"How do you know?", he crosses his arms and stares at Jimin with his eyebrow raised.  

"I just know okay? He doesn't seem like that type of guy", Jimin grabs a glass from the cabinet and pours water in it, trying to avoid Jungkook's gaze that's burning on his back. 

"Yeah, okay", Jungkook rolls his eyes and bites his apple once again. 

Jimin sighs and turns around to look at Jungkook "What's your problem?"

He's getting frustrated because he doesn't want to think that everyone wants him for just sex. He wants to believe that he can give more than that. He can give more than that. 

"I don't have a problem. You just have to be careful with these things" 

"It's a date. I'm capable of taking care of myself, you know."

"Yeah, okay, I'm off. See you." 

He grabs his phone and keys and starts walking towards the front door.

"Jungkook-"

And he's gone. 

Jimin sighs. 

-

Friday

Jimin walks towards Jungkook's bedroom door and hesitates for a few seconds before knocking. 

They haven't talked much this past week, just a few 'good morning's and 'good night's. He doesn't exactly know why and it's bothering him a lot. 

A few seconds pass by and Jungkook doesn't answer. So he knocks again. 

No answer. 

Jimin sighs "I'm heading out. Good night."

Jungkook hears the front door close and he sighs, leaning his head back against the bed headboard, closing his eyes.

He doesn't know what's gotten into him. He hasn't talked with Jimin for a whole week and that's killing him. 

Because he's one of his best friends, of course. 

After about an hour of thinking about this, Jungkook decides to stay up until Jimin comes back from his date to apologize for being so stubborn. 

- 

3 am

His eyes struggle to stay open, his laptop in his lap and a cup of coffee on the table next to him. He's ready to fall asleep when he hears the front door open and close.

He hurries to get out of the bedroom with a small smile on his face but his hand freezes on the door nob when he hears two people talking. 

He hears Jimin's cute giggle and another man's laugh. 

He removes his hand from the door nob slowly and sits back on his bed. 

After a few minutes the talking stops and he hears shuffling instead. He wants to open the door and see what's going on but he stops himself. 

He figures out what's happening when Jimin moans, loud enough to be heard from where Jungkook's sitting. 

The other man groans and Jungkook nearly growls. 

It's not the first time Jimin's brought someone back home, spreading his legs for strangers, as if Jungkook wouldn't hear them, wouldn't know what they were doing. But, this time, it's like something clicked in Jungkook's mind. 

He pretends he can't hear the sound of the stranger's cock slamming into Jimin with force, filling the silence and making Jimin gasp and whine. 

They're fucking right outside his door. 

He seethes, takes every ounce of his control to not break his bedroom door down. Jimin moans and moans, profanities leave his mouth every now and then, begging for him to go faster. 

Jungkook's nostrils are flaring as rage courses through him. He makes his hands into fists, clenching his jaw hard enough that it could break. All he can hear now is his shallow breathing, chest heaving. He doesn't want to hear anything else, doesn't want to hear Jimin begging for another man's cock, begging to be fucked deeper. 

He wants to get out. Wants to go stop what's happening but he can't take the sight of Jimin under another man. 

His own possessiveness takes over him. That moment Jungkook knew. 

At this point, Jimin's screaming and panting like crazy. 

"Yoongi!", he screams before there's another moan and then silence fills the apartment. 

Jungkook didn't sleep that night.