YEARNING DESIRE | jikook

just him

Jimin makes a strong coffee the moment he steps foot in his apartment because he definitely needs it.

After a few minutes of scrolling through his social media, he gets tired of seeing all the happy couples so he decides to take a shower. A cold, cold shower.

He strips himself off from all his clothes and gets under the cold ice running water, already feeling more relaxed as the pressure on his shoulders leaves his body.

Everything that's happened this week comes back to his mind. His shitty co-workers who can't let him breathe for longer than five seconds, the bad date he had last night with one of the cutest guys he's ever met...

"So, do you go on dates often?", Jimin asks as he takes another bite of his carbonara.

Taemin hesitates for a second before answering, "Well.. Dates aren't my thing since I prefer quicker.. stuff.. you know", he stabs his steak a little bit harder than needed.

Jimin frowns, "Oh.. How so?".

"My last relationship didn't last for long. Only a week, to be very honest", Taemin shrugs.

"Can I ask why?", Jimin puts his fork down.

Taemin rubs the back of his neck nervously, "I.. I cheated".

Oh.

Jimin gulps.

"So does 'quick stuff' mean you don't want a relationship?", Jimin starts to get annoyed.

"Basically, yes".

What. Then what the hell is this for?!

Jimin tries to keep his composure. "Why did you take me out on a date then?", annoyance is audible in his voice but he doesn't try to hide it.

"I'm sorry but I'm a sucker for asses like yours. Quite literally", he winks, a smirk appearing on his lips and Jimin doesn't hide his disgusted expression at all, his brows are furrowed and his lips are pressed together in a straight line, smoke almost coming out of his ears.

"Fuck you, you're not sucking this ass any time soon", he says louder than needed, the people on the other tables in the restaurant turn to face them with a confused look on their faces. Jimin groans, stands up and leaves with a pouty face and an empty stomach.

And, yeah... That didn't go as well as Jimin expected after all...

He sighs and touches his forehead against the shower wall as the cold water covers his body.

And, like everything else wasn't enough, his crush gives him a hard time every day without even intending to. Jungkook moved in the apartment next door a few months ago. It was a cloudy, rainy day and Jimin was returning home after work. At that time, Jimin didn't have a car, so he had to use the bus to get wherever he wanted. This resulted in him forgetting his umbrella and being forced to walk the rest of the way home since the bus stop isn't close enough to his house. It was when he entered the building, soaked and completely done with life, that he saw him. This tall, lean man staring back at him with the same intensity as him. They way his eyes slowly ran down Jimin's small, cute figure made him hold his breath without realizing, only letting it go when their eyes met again. His eyes held something so pure but also something so dangerous at the same time, it had cold sweat running down Jimin's back and it still has him on edge whenever he meets those eyes.

The man slowly walked towards Jimin and he suddenly feels way smaller than he already is, he feels vulnerable.

"Hey. I'm Jungkook, I just moved in apartment 305. Glad to meet you", he says so calmly, his voice full of confidence. He extends his arm for Jimin to shake but he's frozen in place for a few seconds, blinded by the Greek God he's facing at the moment. After what felt like a century, Jimin snaps back in reality and shakes Jungkook's hand quickly. Their hands touch, Jungkook's slightly harsh skin brushes against Jimin's soft one and they stay there, holding hands, longer than needed. Before Jungkook pulls away, he squeezes Jimin's hand softly and continues to stare at Jimin with the same confident and.. lustful look.

On the other hand, Jimin was losing his shit. He never knew how to react in front of hot guys and he will never fucking learn but, fuck this is on another level. He clears his throat and tries to make his voice sound as smooth as possible, "Oh, hey, I'm Jimin. I live in apartment 306. I guess you're my new neighbor", he failed terribly. The corner of Jungkook's lips turns up a little and Jimin thinks that's the hottest thing he's ever witnessed in his 24 years of living. Until he just now notices the silver lip piercing on his bottom lip which makes his lips look more plump and... inviting. The soft color of them has Jimin wondering what they could possibly taste like.

"I guess we are", he crosses his arms around his chest and Jimin notices his ink covered arms. Flowers, skulls, dragons and all kinds of drawings cover his skin in the most absurd yet beautiful way. Jimin feels his chest heaving. "I'll see you around, neighbor", and with a wink he leaves Jimin behind, wet (both ways possible) and confused.

Jimin groans at the thought of him.. He remembers his golden, tattooed body. His dark soft hair and how he would love to pull and tug at it, his lip piercing which he gladly would play with as he sucked the breath out of the man. Jimin looks down and sees how his erection is growing. He reaches out at the container where all the soap is and takes the hidden pink vibrator he has there at all times.

He slowly puts it in his hole, wincing a little from the sting which leaves a few seconds later since he fucked himself with his fingers last night while thinking about Jungkook. A low moan escapes his lips when the vibrator is fully in him, stretching him. He turns it on and a loud whimper is all that comes out of his mouth, the pleasure so good but not enough. He wants him. All of him. He imagines how Jungkook would fuck him so roughly, pulling on his hair as he whispers dirty words in Jimin's ear. He imagines the way he would scream for him, beg for him, moan for him and just him. He starts moving his hand up and down his member, slowly coming closer to his orgasm. The image of Jungkook fucking him while he's on all fours, while he moans his name, as Jungkook fucks him with all the power he has, makes Jimin cum forcefully, Jungkook's name escaping his lips.

Before he can manage to move, his knees give up on him, and while he tries to grip on something he fails and falls on his back with a loud thud, his head hitting the floor with such force that the loud thud fills the room.

All he could see next was black.