I won't hurt you//kookmin

MOVING

Jimin zipped his last bag closed. After sex, a long in-depth discussion, a heated make out session, and more talking, he and Namjoon decided that the authorization process for moving out of the dorm was too much work. Besides that, Namjoon's apartment was registered to Hangul Technical University and K. Arts wouldn't let Jimin move there. Instead, he chose to unofficially move. Jimin and most of his clothes were relocating to Namjoon's apartment, while the school thought he was still staying with them.

"Are you going somewhere, Jimin?" Taehyung, his roommate asked, plopping down on his bed.

"Yeah, but you can't tell anyone. I might get in trouble."

"What's in it for me?" He sounded serious, but the playful gleam in his eye betrayed his teasing.

"Minho hyung can come over without me interrupting. Is that enough?"

"Done! Your secret is safe with me." Taehyung said without hesitation, blushing slightly.

Jimin laughed as he scooped up his heavy bag and left the dorms. The rest of his belongings had already been moved. The blonde sauntered across the green courtyard, randomly greeting people he recognized from classes. Jimin had never had a hard time getting people to like him, but friends? Close friends that you cherish, those were hard to come by. You could say Jimin had trust issues.
"Park Jimin-ah!" A sort of familiar voice called out. Jimin whipped around to search for the owner, coming face to face with someone he never thought he'd seen again.

"Jungkook-ssi?" Jimin was a little confused but smiled happily nonetheless. "Did you call me?"

"Obviously, shortie. I wanted to say hi, and..." Jungkook actually didn't know what possessed him to yell for the younger boy. As soon as Jungkook saw that loose-limbed strut, it was like he couldn't help himself. "Anyways, what's up? You going somewhere?"

"Yeah, I'm..." Jimin stopped and giggled, the sound rushing over the other. "I actually can't tell you. It's kinda against school rules."

"Ooh, breaking the rules, are we? I approve. Spill it!" Jungkook smirked at the younger. He lived to break rules and seeing someone so innocent looking also breaking them was kinda hot.

"Ok, but you can't tell." Jungkook mimed zipping his lips. "I moving out of the dorms and staying with my boyfriend illegally." Jimin whispered. He felt very guilty for this, but his excitement was stronger.

Jungkook, however, was decidedly not excited. "Lame," he scoffed. Jimin pouted and pushed Jungkook lightly.

"Sorry, but not all of us are big, scary bad boys. This is only my second time doing anything that could get me in this kind of trouble."

Jungkook laughed at his reaction. "Really? What was the first?"

"Dating my boyfriend in the first place."

"Huh? What, is he a drug dealer or something?"

"No, just older. It's fine now since I'm eighteen, though." Jimin sighed, confused why he felt so comfortable with telling Jungkook about his life. He almost never opened up, and never to strangers.

"Is that all? That's not even bad."

"He could've gone to jail. When we started dating he was seventeen."

"Your point?" Jungkook cocked his head.

"That was five years ago."

Jungkook raised his brows in shock as he put two and two together. Jimin was thirteen at that time. "Wow!" Jungkook wasn't that concerned with the age gap. His thoughts were more along the lines of how the hell did someone even survive a five year relationship? and who the hell was Jimin's boyfriend?