Jikook smuts and fluffs [oneshots]

Prove it [It -trilogy part one] [M]

Get ready for some steamy scenes *wink wonk*

Jungkook fell to the floor of the practice room, brown hair sticking to his forehead, and breathless with his chest heaving. The routine for his and Jimin's stage was the opening number for their dance crew's performance, and the two had decided to make it grand. It was his first time working alone with the Omega, and he was already struggling with concentrating around him.

Jimin continued dancing even after the Alpha collapsed, a smirk forming on his lips. It showed he had more stamina than the younger. Jungkook was panting on the floor, eyes glued to the Omega and the way his body moved. And Jimin could feel it, the heavy gaze, the hungry eyes.

They had not once spoken about the obvious sexual tension between them, opting to just leave it as it was. But they both knew how they looked at each other, knowing something was bound to happen.

When the song ended, Jimin collapsed to the ground next to the Alpha, breathing heavily with a wide smile. Jungkook turned his head to look at the boy, taking in the sight of his worn out and sweaty appearance.

Both of their scents were dominated by sweat and they felt disgusting, agreeing silently to just call it a day after hours of practice. They got up and made their way to the locker rooms.

"You should work on your stamina," Jimin said, smirking, when he threw his tank top off. He heard how the taller scoffed and he looked over his shoulder at him. "You gonna take a shower or do I go alone?"

"I do have stamina," Jungkook mumbled as he started to undress. He had showered with Jimin before, but it always required a huge amount of self-control not to let his eyes travel to him.

"Prove it, then."

Jungkook snapped his head to look at Jimin who stood by the shower room entrance, naked and pretty, head turned to the Alpha expectantly. His eyes fell on the swell of the older's ass just before he disappeared behind the corner.

"Fuck..." the male groaned, feeling how his dick twitched in his shorts. He willed himself to calm down while he took off the rest of his practice wear, grabbing his shower essentials and taking a deep breath before following the Omega.

The room was steamy from the hot water that ran down Jimin's body, his blond hair slicked back to expose his forehead. Jungkook's eyes were glued to him, and Jimin could smell the arousal in the Alpha's scent. It was making him wet.

"Do you wanna wash my hair?" he asked, turning to look at Jungkook with a lazy smile. He knew the Alpha wouldn't be able to resist him.

Jungkook walked closer and set his stuff next to Jimin's, standing behind the shorter male with a ragged breath. He could smell the Omega's slick and he would be a liar if he said he didn't want to take him right then and there.

"Sure," he responded slowly, reaching over to Jimin's strawberry shampoo and squirting a generous amount on his palm. "I know you're doing this on purpose," he then whispered, starting to work his hands in the elder's soft hair and running his fingers on the scalp, tugging occasionaljy.

Jimin moaned quietly and tiled his head back, pressing himself against the cool tile wall. Jungkook's chest was so close to his back he could feel the warmth of his skin.

"Doing what, Jungkookie?" Jimin rolled the nickname off of his tongue teasingly. The brunet's hands retreated from his hair and he ducked his head under the water, rinsing away the shampoo.

He turned around and faced the Alpha, looking up at him while biting his lip. He grabbed Jungkook's body wash and poured some onto his hand.

"Riling me up," the younger said quietly, arms circling around the Omega's waist to pull him closer. Jimin looked up into his eyes and started washing the male's torso, running his fingers on his nipples and biting back a smile when he growled.