Three days later and Jimin still hasn't gotten over what happened that night at Jungkook's party.
Things escalated quickly, he never thought he would orgasm with such force. The sad part is that his ex never made him cum like Jungkook did. He never cared about pleasuring Jimin, he only cared about getting himself off and that was it. Him and Jungkook had layers of clothes between them and Jimin still saw stars as he was cuming.
Now, he's at a bar, drinking his life away with Seokjin and Namjoon.
"Wait, so what did you do after that?", Seokjin asks as he downs another glass of whiskey. His fifth one for the night.
"We talked about ourselves and got to know each other more. He's into photography! He promised to take photos of me in the future", Jimin says and sways his legs like a little girl waiting for her ice-cream.
Namjoon scoffs, "So, you didn't fuck?", Seokjin wheezes and slaps him on the arm.
Jimin's cheeks flush immediately, "N-No! We just did... what I told you we did", he moves his hair away from his eyes.
Seokjin downs another drink and sucks air from in between his teeth afterwards, "That's boring. I was waiting for something spicier. I expected a lot from you, Jiminie", Namjoon downs his drink next after giving Jimin a fake disappointed look.
Jimin rolls his eyes, "Not everyone has sex every time they get a chance, hyung", he scoffs.
Namjoon chokes, "What are you implying?".
"Do I have to remind you of that time we were at Yoongi's wedding and you couldn't wait a few hours until we left so you just took Seokjin hyung in the restroom and I-", Seokjin cuts him off with a squeal.
"Oh my god! Jimin, no, stop right there, you ass!", Seokjin says panicked.
Jimin squints his eyes, "And I ended up walking in on Seokjin hyung with his ass in the air and you behind him!"
Namjoon groans and hides his face with his hands, Seokjin placing his forehead against the table and letting out a deep sigh.
"You will never let that go, will you?", Namjoon says disappointed, his face now fully red.
"Nope", Jimin says proudly, "I'm forever scarred".
Seokjin whines.
"Well, I'm heading back home. Love you!", he blows a kiss to the devastated couple before exiting the bar.
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When he unlocks the door to his apartment, he checks the clock on the wall.
2 a.m.
He sighs, throws his keys in the container on the door and walks to the bathroom to wash off his makeup.
When he's ready for bed, his face fully cleaned and his pink soft pajamas with kissy faces all over them on, he burries himself in the covers of his beloved bed.
What seems like 3 minutes later, a woman screaming makes Jimin jump up from the bed.
It sounded like it came from Jungkook's apartment.
He waits for something else, even a small noise but nothing happens. He decides that it might just be his mind playing tricks with him since it's so late at night, so he gets back in his covers.
Another scream coming from Jungkook's place makes him jump up again, gasping in the process. Concern consumes him.
He quickly grabs his glasses from the small table next to his bed and puts them on, turning the light on afterwards.
What is going on?
Before he can do anything else, a moan fills his ears. This, too, coming from Jungkook's apartment. Jimin forrows his eyebrows in confusion. The woman moans Jungkook's name and Jimin covers his mouth in realization.
Oh, no.
Jimin's lip twitches, his ears turn red from anger. The audacity of this man! Who does he think he is?! Jimin scoffs and gets back into his bed, stubbornly, pulling the covers over his head to block out any noise.
A moan comes after another and another and another...
Just shut up already!
She moans again.
Jimin grabs his pillow and puts it on his head, anger fills his veins but he manages to control it.
Until the woman screams again.
Jimin groans loudly. He gets off the bed, puts his slippers and glasses on and exits his apartment.
The next minute, he's knocking wildly on Jungkook's door.
Tapping his foot on the floor and crossing his arms around his chest, he waits for the door to open. I'll show you, dickhead!
After a few minutes of waiting he hears someone running to the door.
Jungkook opens the door while hiding the lower half of his body behind it, the upper one completely naked. His face turns from annoyed to happily surprised when he sees Jimin, "Oh, Jimin. Is something wrong?", he asks confused. Jimin can see the sweat on his forehead and chest.
Yes, something is wrong, you ass!
"If I have to make a noise complaint again, Jeon, I will make sure to inform the owners of this building and trust me, they'll do something about it immediately", he says angrily, his lips pressed into a straight line.
Jungkook has the audacity to smirk. His eyes shine with playfullness and Jimin wishes he could slap the shit out of his cocky expression. "Oh, sorry neighbor, were we too loud?", he bites his lower lip in an attempt to stop his grin.
Jimin gets angrier. "Yes! Yes, you were! It's 2 a.m. and I would love to get some sleep tonight if you don't fucking mind", he's mad and he doesn't try to hide it.
He sees a shadow behind Jungkook and a woman appears into the picture next, wearing just a silky robe, her hair and makeup completely messed up. She puts a hand around Jungkook's waist and stands beside him, "Who is it, babe?"
Jimin's eyes are ready to pop out of their place. He is ready to explode.
Her dyed deep red hair hanging over her shoulders looks soft, her skin softer and pale, her long eyelashes bat as she stares at Jimin in confusion.
"Apparently, we were too loud", Jungkook says without ever leaving Jimin's eyes. He can see the anger plastered on Jimin's face, how his jaw is clenched and his brows are forrowed. And he loves it.
"Apparently, someone can't stop screaming like a fucking banshee", he gives her a look that could kill while raising one of his eyebrows.
She opens her mouth to protest but Jungkook stops her, "Leave it, Yongsun. I'm sorry for disturbing you, neighbor. Have a great night", he smirks again.
Fuck you!
"You too", he says bitterly before walking back in his apartment like a kid that got scolded.
As soon as he closes the door of his apartment he starts going off, "Have a great night", he says on a low tone mockingly, "You asshat! I cannot believe him! Fuck you and you little chick!", he takes a deep breath and tries to calm his nerves.
He's sure he'll regret the next thing he does but he still does it. He dials Taemin's number on his phone and waits for him to answer. "Hey, Taemin. Sorry for calling this late. I just wanted to ask if we could hang out this Saturday?", he says after he answers the phone.
Taemin's voice sounds raspy, Jimin obviously just woke him up, "Oh, you're the last person I expected to call me this late but sure, let's make it at 9 at Liquor?", he asks.
"Perfect! See you", he hangs up.
Yeah, he's definitely going to regret this.
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YEARNING DESIRE | jikook
FanfictionNothing could humiliate Jimin more than being found by his annoyingly cute neighbor (and crush) on the bathroom floor, unconscious but also with a pink vibrator up his ass. [+18]