SLOW DOWN | jikook

four

4 am

Jimin enters the apartment exhausted. He throws his keys and jacket wherever and falls face down on the couch, cursing out loud. He's physically and emotionally tired. He didn't see Jungkook's motorbike in front of the building when he arrived so that means he's not home yet, thankfully. Well, not really. 

Images of Jungkook kissing and touching that girl come to his mind. He shakes them off quickly because the more he thinks about it the more angry he gets. As soon as he finished the show, he ran back to his dressing room and washed his face to calm his nerves. One of his co-workers had asked him if everything's okay and he just shrugged. He doesn't exactly know why he reacted like that, even though he has something in his mind, he doesn't want to admit it.

He feels like Jungkook betrayed him in a way and he's not going to let this go. It's not like Jungkook didn't know where Jimin is working. He came a bunch of times to see Jimin. Every time he would pick Jimin up and they'd go home together, Jungkook would always make jokes about how everyone drooled for Jimin and he always joked about Jimin being a stripper. He always praised him though. Small compliments like "you're really good", "I was actually stunned for once" and "I'd drool too if we weren't friends" always made Jimin smile. Were did those go? Where did everything go? They were so good together. 

Jimin sighs loudly, keeping himself from crying and breaking everything he has at home right now.

A few minutes pass and Jimin's ready to fall asleep when he hears the keys twist the keyhole and the door opening. 

He looks up and sees Jungkook, with his leather jacket thrown over his shoulder and his hair messed up. He can't see clearly since the only light in the room is coming from a small lamp next to the couch, but he can tell Jungkook's a little dazed from the half lidded eyelids and the small frown on his face. 

It takes a minute until Jungkook realizes that Jimin's in the room with him and when he does, he waves at him and walks towards his bedroom. 

Jimin stands up and calls out for him, "Jungkook, I wanna talk". His tone is a bit harsh as he crosses his arms and waits for Jungkook to turn around. 

"Can you hurry up, I'm kinda tired", he yawns.

 "Oh, was eating that girl's face off that tiring?", suddenly he turned a lot more aggressive. He clenches his jaw hard to stop him from lashing out. 

Jungkook turns around to face Jimin with an amused and surprised expression on his face. He can see a small grin growing on his face, "Oh... you saw that?"

"Yes I saw that, it wasn't so unnoticeable, it was in the middle of the dance floor and I was on the fucking stage", he raises his tone. 

"Well her face wasn't the only thing I ate, actually", he smirks and holds back a laugh. Jimin wants to punch him. 

"What the fuck?", Jimin almost shouts. 

"What? Did you not enjoy the show?", Jimin can tell Jungkook's teasing him but he can't hold himself back. The audacity! 

"Did you do that on purpose?"

Jungkook raises an eyebrow, "Why would I do that on purpose? Actually, why are you so pissed out about it?" 

"Because I was.. dancing and.. it was distracting", Jimin's reasoning didn't seem quite honest. He clears his throat and straightens his back because he knows that Jungkook knows why and it's making him nervous.

Jungkook walks closer, a lot closer, leaving a small distance between his face and Jimin's, "Why?" he almost whispers.

"Because it's not nice to see people making out in front of me while I dance", he looks Jungkook straight in the eye and tries to ignore how his heart is pounding in his chest. 

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Well, it's not nice to hear you moan and scream in the middle of the night while I'm trying to sleep, babe"

Jimin's eyes widen, shock taking over him. He heard that? He feels like his face is burning, his cheeks turn red, like a 15 year old who was caught masturbating in his room. He opens and closes his mouth, trying to find something to say but he's speechless.

When he finally finds the words he takes a small breath and says, "Y-you heard that? I didn't mean to d-disturb you.. I'm sorry" he stummers. His confidence is now gone and his eyes are focused on the floor, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Are you though? You didn't seem like you were holding back at all", his smirk is now growing, a cocky tone making Jimin more embarrassed than he already is.

Jimin makes a step backwards because he needs air or else he's going to collapse. Jungkook's presence is too much right now and he doesn't know why he feels so intimidated, "I-I wasn't thinking about anything else in that moment, you can't judge me".

Jungkook closes once again the big distance between them by stepping closer, his eyes are fixated on Jimin and specifically Jimin's blush on his cheeks. Oh, how much he wanted this. He wanted to see Jimin feel embarrassed. "Is that really it, Jiminie? Or did you, I don't know, want to piss me off maybe?"

Jungkook's gaze is piercing through Jimin and he feels like he can't fucking breathe. Why the fuck does he feel so embarrassed? Why is he anticipating what comes next? "W-Why would I want to piss you off? Why would you get pissed off?" he looks up at Jungkook to find two eyes full of lust staring back at him. His breath hitches and his heart skips a beat. He tries to gather up his confidence and keep the eye contact because he can. He should. This isn't like him, but Jungkook's making him feel... vulnerable.

Jimin suddenly gains the strength and grins, "Is it because you know he's better than you? That he's the only one who can fuck me like he did? Make me scream and moan the way I did?"

He sees how Jungkook frowns and clenches his jaw hard. He feels proud for a moment there until Jungkook's head falls back and laughs loudly. Jimin's starting to get more mad.

"If that's the best fuck you've ever had then I feel bad for you, honestly"

Jimin rolls his eyes, "Don't act like you're some sex master or some shit. You can't even kiss properly", he says, reffering to 2 years ago when in a moment of heat and drunken thoughts they kissed on the couch at 2 am. It only lasted for a few seconds until they both realized what they were doing. They hoped that it'd be forgotten in a day but well... they both remember it to this day.

Jungkook groans and rolls his eyes, "That was 2 years ago. I was inexperienced", he bites his lip, "And if I was so bad like you say, why do I remember you moaning for more?"

He's fucked.

The redness of his cheeks comes back. He bites his lip hard enough that it could bleed. "I-I was inexperienced too, okay?", it's not completely wrong. He wasn't working at the strip club and he didn't get laid as much. So he was basically a beginner.

"Want me to show you again then?", Jungkook grabs Jimin's chin with his thumb and forefinger forcefully, making Jimin face him. A gasp leaves Jimin's mouth, he bites his lip and curses himself for letting that out. Jungkook can't be serious right now. What the fuck. What the fuck. He stares deeply into Jungkook's eyes, eyes full of passion and danger, eyes he could drown in. Jungkook can't help but stare at Jimin's full lips, imagining how they would taste and feel against his own. They stay like that for a few seconds, Jimin doesn't know what to answer.

When Jungkook's certain that Jimin won't answer, he chuckles softly and turns around to leave. Jimin finds himself falling a bit forwards. He feels cold, empty. He wants to feel Jungkook's touch again, wants to feel more than just that. Wants to feel the warmth of Jungkook's skin and presence.

"Kiss me then".

He can't believe he just said that. The realization just hit him and his heart just stopped beating. Jungkook froze to the spot, his back turned towards Jimin. A few seconds pass and Jimin thinks he's gonna go crazy.

Jungkook turns around slowly, "What?"

Jimin takes a deep breath, "I said, kiss me".