Roses You Left For Me

24

It takes a while for Jeongguk to explain everything, from every kiss right down to double penetration and Jeongguk finally topping for once.

"How does that much even fit in there?!" Jimin asks in awe.

"I'd have thought Yoongi-hyung would do that to you,"

Jimin shakes his head with a look of thought on his face. "No, but I'm down to ask him about it,"

"Too much information," Jeongguk says with a grimace. "And he had to build up to it, y'know? Couldn't just fit his whole fist in at once, could he? Jesus,"

Jimin hums in agreement. "No, I guess not. So how was your first experience with hate sex?" He asks with amusement in his voice.

Jeongguk sinks into the couch, sighing dreamily. "Amazing," he says. "Well- it was after the fight. If you can even call it that,"

"What did you fight about?" Jimin asks as he shuffles on the couch, pulling his legs up to sit against his chest, nursing the warm mug of tea he had made himself a little while ago.

"I said I wanted to talk to him. He started getting all... Snarky? I didn't like it. It's not like him,"

"Remembering that you don't actually know him,"

"Drop it, will you?" Jeongguk snaps with a shake of his head. He turns away, eyes boring holes into the coffee table in front of him. It's messy with cups and magazines that he just hasn't bothered to clean away. He can feel Jimin's pity gaze falling over him and it makes him inwardly shudder.

"Anything-" He says before quickly cutting himself off. "Anything you say about it, I won't believe. So just don't waste your breath,"

"Kook," Jimin begins before he cuts himself off with a heavy sigh from his nose. "I just- I'm worried for you. This isn't healthy, and I get that you don't believe me. But will you at least be careful?"

"Careful," Jeongguk echoes, tasting the word on his tongue. "Careful, as in?"

"Careful as in not lying to yourself. I doubt you'll believe what anyone says against Taehyung right now, but give it time, Kook. It's bound to happen,"

"Oh, do enlighten me, hyung. Tell me- what exactly will happen?"

"You'll fall in love with him and get yourself hurt,"

Jeongguk scoffs. "I'm not in love with him!" He snaps as he turns his head back to Jimin. "I like him, sure. Who wouldn't? But it's not love. If you don't recall, I know exactly what love feels like. It's cruel. It's cold and hurtful. It's all bullshit. All I'm doing, is getting to know someone whilst we use each other for sex. I don't see how you or anyone else, takes that as 'oh! Jeongguk must be in love with him!' You're all delusional,"

Jimin falls silent for a moment, just playing with the handle of his cup. It must be cold by now, but Jeongguk doesn't bother to pay much attention to it. Jimin taps the sides with his fingernails in thought, the sharp noise somewhat annoying Jeongguk. Finally, Jimin sighs again and leans forward to put the mug on the coffee table before he's leaning back. 

"Look," he says, and already- his tone is annoying Jeongguk to the point where he's scoffing before the elder has a chance to even say anything. "We all care about you, Jeongguk. And you can't blame us for being worried either. Especially after what happened to you, and-"

"Don't you dare," Jeongguk suddenly argues as he stands up, spinning on his heel to face Jimin with an accusing finger. "Don't you dare bring that up. I don't even remember it. And you have no right to use that against me to make me trip in pity for your feelings!"