Jikook Oneshots/Short stories Book 2

Destined Pt. 2

Jimin smiled shyly once he noticed Jungkook staring at him.

The younger seemed spaced out, twisting his earring between his fingers. When he came back, he smiled as well.

"Jimin, why don't you show Jungkook-ssi your room. Play a video game or something."

"You have games?" The younger asked, eyes lighting up.

"Yeah," Jimin nodded. "Mostly Xbox, but I have a laptop with a few as well."

"Cool, can we play?"

"Of course," Jimin nodded. He stood up and collected their cups to put next to the sink. Once he came back he led Jungkook up to his room. He pushed the door open and quickly moved to his desk to find his TV remote.

Jungkook looked around with a grin on his face, then turned to Jimin when his TV started up.

"Um, I probably... What?"

Jungkook shook his head at first then moved closer before laughing slightly. "You're such a nerd."

Jimin flinched at that and dropped his head down, but his eyes stayed on Jungkook's smile. Was he really a mean person? Was he smiling because he enjoyed being mean?

"It's...cute. Really." Jungkook took another look around at the posters of bands and movies and games and Jimin's prized, but small, collection of limited edition figurines. "You're cute."

Jimin felt himself blush and turned away to grab the console controllers.

"Sorry. My mouth moves before my brain sometimes." Jungkook mumbled.

"It's okay." Jimin gave a reassuring smile. "My best friend is like that."

Jungkook smiled back and took the controller offered to him.

"What game would you like to play?"

"What's your favorite?"

×°×°×°×

Jimin couldn't contain his laughter after Jungkook fell off his bed. The younger was getting frustrated and bouncing when he bounced too hard and rocketed to the floor boards.

The smaller male moved to his side and held his hands out to help as he laughed.

Jungkook mocked him as he pushed himself to his knees and groaned out at the pain in his butt.

"Do you want some ice?" Jimin giggled.

"I'll be alright," the younger nodded then stretched his arms out, palms towards the older.

Jimin dodged his fingers and watched as his muscles tensed into...well, rippling waves.

"My arms are weird, right?"

"Hm? No! Just...your forearms are wide and your veins are really blue. Easy to notice is all."

Jung pouted, "Wish my arms weren't so noticable. Maybe people would stop asking about my mark."

Jimin deflated a bit at that. Right. Marks. No way in hell that Jungkook was his. Jungkook knew his mark and was probably searching for his Destined.

"What's your whole take on marks anyway?"

"Me?" Jimin's eyes widened and Jungkook nodded, "Well... It's nice to know that everyone has someone for themselves. Someone that will love them. That's comforting. But, not everyone meets their Destined. Which is off-putting. So, I...I like the idea, but I know the risks of heartbreak."