I'D GIVE IT ALL

chapter 8

Jimin awoke slowly, with a little groan. He didn't dare open his eyes because he knew his head would kill him.

He blindly reached for his phone, and when his hand met a foreign object, his eyes flew open and burned like hell too.

He shot up, head spinning and throat dry, but it didn't stop him from making sure he had all his clothes on because he had enough brain cells left to know that this wasn't his apartment.

He looked around at the minimalistic decor and his eyes fell on a picture of himself and Jungkook as kids on the bedside table.

"I'm.. I'm in Jungkook's bed." he whispered to himself in total disbelief. 

'Did we have sex? Of course we didn't, I've got all my clothes on' he thought. 

The realisation hit him hard and he sprang out of bed as quickly as the thought of being in Jungkook's bed came into his mind, grabbing his shoes and leaving to go find his phone.

He was padding quietly downstairs when the bathroom door opened, revealing a post shower Jungkook with his hair still wet and skin damp with little droplets of water still on his abs.

Now, normally, when people come out of the shower, they wear a little towel. But no. Not freaking Jeon Jungkook.

Jimin gulped around his dry, constricting lump in his throat.

" J-jungkook..." he breathed with wide eyes.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow at him, not bothering to cover up at all. I mean, why should he? He was fucking God.

"I didn't think you would be awake yet. Since you were so pissed drunk. " "Jungkook he said flatly, and walked into the bedroom.

Jimin shook himself to get ahold of his illicit thoughts and followed Jungkook back into the bedroom, where thankfully, the taller one had found himself a nice pair of grey sweats, a really nice pair, but still no fucking shirt though.

"Yeah, me too... but hey look. I was just about to leave. So I'll be out of your hair. " Jimin said with a uneasy laugh. 

Jungkook just looked at him without a word before turning to leave the room.

Jimin followed on behind him nervously as jungkook trudged down the stairs.

Like a long-lost puppy, following quietly for once.

Jungkook began by taking out two plates and just starting preparing some breakfast for the both of them without a single word, making Jimin even more anxious as he quietly slid into one of the seats, watching the other as he skillfully prepared their breakfast... and within a few moments, the food was done 

Jimin sighed aloud.. sick of the silence, although fairly impressed with the meal.

"Are you not going to say anything? " Jimin asked quietly as he messed around with the food with his fork on his plate.

Jungkook put down his fork and glared at Jimin immediately.

"What exactly do you expect me to say, huh? Good job, Jimin! That's some really good behavior there, hmm. Well, l cant. You put yourself at risk last night! " Jungkook said before angrily stuffing his mouth with food. Evidently, he was still pissed off, but he didn't want to say too much. Jungkook stopped eating abruptly before banging his fork down on the table. 

"Damnit!, park jimin"

Jimin felt his own temper flare, and he put his fork down too, glaring right back.

"You weren't even on duty last night! So what the fuck is your problem? I never told you to intervene! "he yelled at Jungkook, getting up from the table.