JiKook Oneshots (Not Mine)

My Heart Beats FOR YOU (Pt 3)

Chapter 3: three; adults

park jimin: twenty-one
jeon jungkook: nineteen

jimin was placed comfortably between his boyfriend’s legs. they were both seated on the floor in front of the television in the apartment they shared together. jungkook’s back was rested on a bean bag while jimin was placed in the middle of jungkook’s legs, head placed on his boyfriend’s sturdy and muscular chest. jungkook’s arms were encircled around jimin, and jungkook held his xbox controller with his hands lazily in jimin’s lap. jungkook’s breath fanned over jimin’s neck as they both played overwatch, making jimin shiver. 

jimin couldn’t believe that his boyfriend still had this kind of an effect over him. they’d be dating each other for three years now, but jungkook could still, so easily, cause jimin to blush. it had nothing to do with how comfortable jimin was with jungkook. he was so comfortable with jungkook, after all, they had been best friends before lovers. there was absolutely no filter to how jimin acted around jungkook. jungkook knew jimin better than jimin knew himself, how could jimin not be the most comfortable around jungkook? but, the feeling of jungkook on top of him, the feeling of jungkook’s strong arms pinning him down, the feeling of jungkook whispering in his ear about how he’d fuck him until he couldn’t walk. jimin loved it. jimin loved it so much. 

suddenly jimin couldn’t focus on the video game instructions his boyfriend was giving him from behind. 

jimin’s eyes were, instead, glued to jungkook’s hands, which were placed in jimin’s lap, frantically pressing the xbox controller’s buttons. jimin gulped nervously, knowing that the sight of jungkook’s large hands and slender fingers was turning him on. now is not the time, he told himself. 

“baby, what happened? you’re not pressing anything... are you okay?” jungkook asked, placing his chin on jimin’s shoulder while trying to peak at jimin’s face from the behind. 

jimin’s felt his entire face heat up, knowing that he had completely spaced out just because of his boyfriend’s warm breath on his neck…just because of his boyfriend’s hands. 

“n-nothing,” jimin spoke, his voice soft, “i’m fine. i was just thinking about something random. let’s continue playing.” 

“okay, love,” jungkook answered, and began to play again, but he didn’t move his face away from jimin’s neck. his lips were softly touching jimin’s neck as he desperately pressed on the controller’s button while his eyes were glued to the television screen. 

the feeling of jungkook’s lips softly pressed against jimin’s neck was enough to prevent jimin from concentrating. jimin tried to play, but all he could think of was the feeling of jungkook behind him. 

jimin’s eyes moved to jungkook’s large hands again. the veins in his hands were now more visible since he was harshly pressing the controller’s buttons. jimin just found it so hot. he gulped again, trying to control his racing mind, trying to control his dick. 

it wasn’t as if he didn’t want to have sex with jungkook right now, he did, he did so badly, but it was just embarrassing to get hard at the sight of your boyfriend’s hands. 

jimin’s eyes wandered to jungkook’s arms which were encircling jimin’s small frame. at this point, jimin couldn’t even try to hide the fact that he was staring at jungkook’s arms, since he had to turn his head to do so. jungkook’s arms were flexed since jungkook was holding the controller up now. oh god, his muscles, his biceps…his muscles.