YEARNING DESIRE | jikook

not now

Next morning, he manages to wake up before Taemin at around 9 a.m. and decides to cook them breakfast. But first, he needs this dried up cum off of his body immediately so he takes a quick and refreshing shower.

After he wears his robe over his naked body, he takes a few eggs and fries them. The smell of bacon fills his nostrils as he fries it in another pan. He hums in appreciation.

Taemin walks into the kitchen the moment he finishes setting up the plates. "You didn't have to make all of this", he points at the delicious looking breakfast Jimin made so professionally and rubs the back of his neck.

"No I didn't but I did so, eat", he pushes a plate towards him and sits on a stool, already chewing at his crispy bacon.

He looks around at the mess his apartment is in right now. His and Taemin's clothes are thrown on the floor, some on the couch. The tea table has empty bottles of beer and chip bags on it from last afternoon. He remembers everything that happened last night, an image of Taemin thrusting into him pops up. It all happened so quickly but Jimin needed that more than anything.

A knock on his door has him standing up immediately, he frowns in confusion and turns to look at Taemin. He shrugs and shoves a fork of eggs in his mouth. Why would someone knock on his door this early in the morning?

He fixes his messy hair before opening the door, freezing in place when he sees Jungkook standing in his full glory outside his apartment. He's wearing a tight shirt which is almost hidden by the leather jacket hanging on his shoulders. His ripped jeans hug his legs perfectly and his piercings are shining under the morning sunlight.

"Hey, Jimin", he says sternly, his face cold as ice just like his emotionless voice. This is the most serious he's ever seen him, his eyes aren't shining with the same fondness they always did, his lips aren't formed into that beautiful smile he grew to love. This time they're closed tight in a straight line.

"J-Jungkook! Hey, what are you doing here this early?", he tries to say as casually as possible but fails, his voice breaks, showing his nervousness.
He plays with the rings on his fingers anxiously as he stares up in Jungkook's dark eyes.

"I didn't want to come last night since you were clearly busy, but if you could please keep it down next time, it would be greatly appreciated", he crosses his arms around his chest, putting an intimidating mask on his soft face.

Jimin squints his eyes and crosses his arms as well, "Are you making a noise complaint?", he can't believe his ears. Jungkook, The Jungkook, knocked on his door to make a noise complaint. Unfuckingbelievable.

Jungkool scowls, "Yes, I am. What's that supposed to mean?", he raises a defined eyebrow.

Jimin opens his mouth to protest and tell him to fuck right off but an arm wraps around his neck and rests on his shoulders casually, cutting him off.

He looks to his side to see Taemin, shirtless and also completely sleepy, staring back at Jungkook who is now giving him a look that could kill. "Jimin. Is he bothering you?".

Oh my god.

He takes a deep breath, "No, he's probably bored and the first thing that came to his mind this morning was to come and bother me as always, just to piss me off. It's alright, babe", he emphasizes the last word and sees how Jungkook's jaw clenches, how his eyes narrow and his head tilts. His eyes focus on something behind Jimin for a few seconds. Jimin remembers the clothes on the floor and clenches his hands into fists. Jungkook's eyes move back to meet Jimin's.

"If you think I care about you so much, Jiminie, you're completely fucking wrong. Before you come knocking on my door to complain about my sex partners making noise, make sure you never do that shit yourself, got it?", his voice is full of anger, his jaw now so clenched that it could probably break. "As for you", he points at Taemin, "don't act all tough just to impress, I could break your bones before you could scream for help, punkass".