Videogames (Jikook)

Chapter 3

Jungkook's POV

I had found the pink stick in the bathroom months ago. I scoffed it didn't take a genius to figure out that Ji-eun was cheating on me but who with? I scoffed and turned over running everyone that she knows through my head coming up with no one. Not that I could think right now.

My head is pounding.

I had already done too much thinking the second I had woken up. After last night's drinking fest thinking this much should be a sin. I groaned and turned over feeling a warm presence beside me. It was so cold in the room but that persons body made mine so warm.

A yellow plushie was pushed underneath their body all I could see were their pale shoulders and back. It didn't take much to realize that I wasn't in my room and that I was in fact naked. But this isn't Ji-eun's place either.

"Jungkookie." A breathy moan came from the blonde in front of me and I realized who it was.

Jimin. Last night was almost a blur we went out after dinner to drink. Ji-eun and Jungyeon had left before me and Jimin so we decided to go bar hopping. It was a mistake. I look at the boys feminine curves during the course of my thoughts he had wrapped himself up in the blanket taking the form of a burrito.

"J-Jungkookie?" The blonde looked up at me.

"...yes?" I coldly asked not looking at the boys face.

This is disgusting no two males should be together like this. I'm with Ji-eun. I'm straight. I love women. I love Ji-eun. So why are thoughts of one of my best friends filling my head?

"Did we?" He mumbled tugging the covers closer to his naked frame.

"Let's just forget it. I'm straight. None of this should have happened." I say getting up to find my clothes.

"Jungkook...I didn't, I mean I didn't want any of this to happen but I-" he fumbled.

"You what? This is your fault. How could you force a friend to do that with you. I should have known you were gay all along." I slip on my underwear. I couldn't hide my anger. Sadly I couldn't recall most of last night except drinking and coming home with Jimin.

"Jungkook..." I could see tears welling in his eyes.

"Jimin I don't want this, I can't. We're just friends. Just roommates. Co-workers. Nothing more nothing less, ever." I say.

He wipes at tears. I put on the rest of my clothes discarded in random places around his room. I didn't hate him I just can't be around him like this. No man shall lie with another man, I just committed a sin. I'm disgusted with myself. I couldn't repress my anger as much as I wanted to I'm a spoken for man. He knows that why would be with me that way?

"Jimin."

"Yes?" He says quietly between sobs.

"Are you gay?"

Jimin's POV

"Are you gay?" Jungkook stood at the door not daring to look at me. Before I could answer my door slammed open and in walked a blue haired guy with a wide boxy smile on his face.

"Jimin guess who's back? Oh Jungkook? I didn't expect you to be in Jimin's room so late."

"I was just leaving." He pushed past Taehyung almost knocking the boy over.

"Geez trouble in paradise?" He asked quirking an eyebrow at me.

"No, um we were just talking about the double date." I pull the light yellow covers closer to me hoping he wouldn't notice I was naked.

"Okay, anyway Jiminie how'd it go?" He sits next to me on the bed "were you crying?"

"No I um, she just wasn't right for me Tae. She didn't enjoy the date." He rubs my hair.

"Jimin-ah it's okay," he smiles at me "some girls just aren't meant for the ones that love them."

I gulp looking at him and remembering the texts between him and Ji-eun was he talking about her? Is he in love with Jungkook's girlfriend. I smile back at him trying not to make the scene awkward. He gets up and starts walking around my room.

"Tae if you need to talk about anything I'm here ya know." He nods and stops at my dresser giving me a saddened smile. Obviously something was bothering him. I just didn't want to tell him that I already know what it is.

I sigh. Secretly I hoped that Taehyung's plan to run off with Ji-eun would work. Leaving me and Jungkook behind. But I don't want to lose a friend like Taehyung someone who I could talk to and who would listen. I also don't want Jungkook to get hurt in the middle of all of this, just because of selfish love.

"Jimin if you need to talk I'm here too." He added walking out of my room giving a soft wave then closing the door.

Why did everything have to be so complicated. I rolled off my bed grabbed some pajamas then went for a shower. It was the longest shower of my life. I felt safe with the water running down my body. Like if the second I got out of the shower all hell would break loose and I'd end up on the floor crying with my knees clutched to my chest.

I need to move on last night was a mistake that should have never happened. The purplish hickies on my neck are more like a scar reminding me that me and Jungkook could never be. I stepped out of the shower and put on the loose white pajamas then walked back to my bed. Hair still wet. I can't sleep so I just lie their remembering every detail of last night.

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"Jimin-ssi how could someone be so beautiful while dancing?" Jungkook growled from behind me placing his hands on my hips.

We grinded against each other. Leather against leather. I could feel every inch of his lower half and it was more than I had anticipated. I moaned turning around feeling his hard on against mine as I swayed my hips to the rhythm of the song.

"Let's go back home." He smiled into my neck kissing lightly against my collar bone.

The ride home was even more intoxicating and erotic. The glass of the taxi cab windows had fogged up. Jungkook's fingers danced across the buttons on my shirt popping them open one by one. I pulled his lips onto mine licking and sucking at his bottom lips.

A throaty groan leaving his throat and soft whimpers erupting from mine. He slid his hand down further cupping my bulge that had grew in my pants.
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I sigh and roll over. He doesn't even remember that he came on to me.

Taehyung's POV

I skip into my room and lay on my bed tossing my luggage on to the floor next to my queen sized bed. Why did Jimin have Ji-eun's phone I slip the electronic out of my pocket and look at the messages with a blank expression. He had seen our messages.....I grin looking at them. So, the fun can finally begin. Why did Jimin have hickies on his neck if things didn't work with that girl and why was Jungkook so angry with a naked Jimin around. And why did I hear moaning coming from the room last night. I laugh to myself. I had to pretend I got home this morning to hide their little secret:

They're sleeping together.

Hey anyone who's reading this still sorry for the long wait I had to think of the direction I wanted this story to go in. If there are any grammatical errors please comment them so I can make chances I didn't proof read this because I rushed through it but favorite comment and follow me please. 😘