Swimmers Luck| Jikook

Chapter 8

Jimin rolled up to house, parking his car and leaving for the inside. As soon as he walked in the smell of alcohol wafted into his nose.

"Jimin!" He could hear his best friend yell. He turned towards the drunken boy who held a cup in his hand. "You're back!"

Jimin giggled and nodded his head, grabbing the drink from Taehyung's hand and taking a sip. "I wasn't gone for long Tae, I just went home and got ready," Taehyung giggled along with him. "How many drinks have you had already?"

Taehyung began to count on his fingers before looking at Jimin to shrug. "I don't know, a lot." Jimin rolled his eyes before taking the drink from his hands once more and leaving with it. "Hey!" Taehyung called.

Jimin decided to ignore him and fill up the cup for himself. He wasn't going to lie, the weird concoction that Yoongi and Tae had pulled together didn't taste half bad. There was a sour and sweet taste to it that Jimin couldn't get enough of.

"Didn't think I'd see you here," Jimin heard from next to him, smiling when he turned to see Jeongguk with the same smile.

"I'd say the same," He replied. "Want a cup?" Jeongguk shrugged. Jeongguk wasn't much of a drinker but having a drink every once in a while won't hurt him.

Jimin handed the polo player his drink, waving his hand to follow him to where they can talk. Jimin lead Jeongguk outside onto the balcony where they sit and watch the night go by in front of them.

The two didn't really know one another, but it felt nice having their presence. Neither knew what to talk about and that was okay, because they didn't need something to talk about.

A few hours of the party pass, the two boys drank for most of the night, resulting in their current state: hazy.

Jimin had leaned his head down onto Joengguk's shoulder, his head twisting and his lips connecting with his neck. He didn't now what came over him, maybe it was the drinks? Maybe it was a sudden desire?

But whatever it was, Jimin enjoyed it.

Jeongguk would hate to say that he didn't like the feeling of Jimin's lips on his neck. He even turned his neck in order for him to get a better angle, but he knew it wasn't right.

He knew it wasn't right for him to want to hoist Jimin on his lap and kiss his lips right then and there. He knew it wasn't right to want to grab his hips or change positions and have him be the one to kiss his neck.

But he let Jimin continue.

He let Jimin put his hands on his chest, the drink that once was in his hand long gone. He didn't stop Jimin when he began to give him love bites or hickeys.

He didn't stop him until he heard the sound of the door behind them close, Jeongguk pushing Jimin off of him at an alarming rate causing the poor boy to fall back onto the arm rest of the bench they sat at.

"Jimin we- we shouldn't have done that," Jeongguk started to stutter but Jimin just giggled. Jeongukk sighed at the intoxicated boy. "Do you need a ride home?"

Jeongguk knew he wasn't in the state of mind to drive, neither of them were. But out of the two of them he knew he was the most sober.

Jimin giggled once more, nodding. Jeongguk stood up, cheeks still red, and helped Jimin off of the bench. "You can't take me home," Jimin whispered. "You drank just as much as I did."

"Jimin, no one can take us home. I'm fine-"

"Yoongi has a spare bedroom we can use, come on!" Jimin hopped up from the bench with sudden energy, grabbing Jeongguk's hand and dragging him inside of the home.

When they walked in they hadn't noticed how long they had stayed outside because when they walked in, they were shocked to see almost everyone gone.

Some were asleep on the couch, some passed out on the floor along with the occasional couple making out somewhere in the corner.

Both Yoongi and Taehyung were gone, the two of them most likely gone upstairs to sleep or do questionable things, but that was the least of Jimin's worries at the moment.

Jimin dragged Jeongguk upstairs and into a bedroom. It was a simple room with a bed and dresser, noting too special. Jimin threw off his shirt and pants, flopping onto the bed face first.

He pats the spot next to him. "Come lay with me!" He cooed. Jeongguk shook his head before doing the same as Jimin. He could care less right now, the alcohol seemed to have drained out of his body during the process of walking up the stairs and into the bedroom.

He was exhausted.

Jeongguk eventually climbed into bed with Jimin, when he got in he couldn't help but notice the already sleeping boy. His mouth parted and his eyes squeezed tightly shut. It was a cute sight to see, he couldn't help but smile and push back the piece of hair that had fallen onto his face.

Jeongguk's heart fluttered when he touched his face. "You're making me feel things Park Jimin, weird thing's."

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(UNEDITED)

What the fuck jimin

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