Under Noirwood | Vminkook ✓

Twenty Two: Promise

A/N: 

Greetings, everyone. I hope your winter is warmer than mine, or if you're in summer right now, enjoy the sun!!

I'm an ice cube. 

Well, that leaves it for me.

Here is the story. I hope you're all enjoying the relationships that are progressing...hehehe...

Long CHAPTER AHEAD :)

Thanks for reading, you all make my day!

Izzy

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A sharp breeze tickled Jungkook's hair against his forehead as he pushed himself against Jimin. Deeper, farther. Kissing him endlessly, magically--as if his life depended upon it.

"Jungko--!"

Initially, Jimin gasped into the kiss, surprised that the ravenette had made the first move and with such intensity. Jimin held tightly onto Jungkook's neck, fingernails digging into soft, warm flesh. 

The ravenette's hot, wet mouth pressed against his thick lips. Jimin's face heated intensely as Jungkook's hand brushed gently against his cheek. The planets shined brightly above them, dancing around the sky in celebration of their connection. Jungkook's hand clutched repeatedly at Jimin's suit collar as he deepened their kiss. The half-demon stumbled backwards at the Oak Prince's sheer force into the kiss. 

They separated only for a moment, Jimin stepping back out of Jungkook's reach as he fell against the balcony's edge. Jungkook's heaved a satisfied sigh before rushing forward to encase Jimin in his arms, hugging him tightly.

His voice was urgent in Jimin's ear.

"Jimin, I'm s-so sorry it took me this long to r-realize it, I could n-never stop loving you or us-"

"Wait." Jimin pulled the ravenette off of him. The younger's black hair was messed up, his cheeks were hued pink, and his lips were swollen. In his flustered, pure, gorgeous state, Jimin thought he was the handsomest man alive--the demon was enraptured by his features. And his intoxicating smell-

"What is it?" Jungkook asked desperately, holding onto Jimin's waist. "I'm sorry if you don't f-feel the s-same back...but Jiminie-"

Jimin's eyes darkened at the pleaded nickname. Getting involved with Jungkook--oh, it was so tempting, the look he was receiving...the love they would exchange. The beauty of rekindling everything they had lost during those three missing years...to Jimin, it was instinctual to go after the person who had completed him perfectly.

So he did.

Quite literally, too. Leaving his usual feigned-weakness to the side, Jimin hoisted Jungkook strongly up by his waist. The ravenette gave a small yelp as the half-blood lifted his entire body up and onto the ledge of the balcony in one smooth, liquid movement, parting his legs to stand in between as he yanked Jungkook's head down by him. Jimin's head tilted up to capture the Oak Prince's shocked lips in his own, dragging his tongue along the younger's lower lip. 

"Jimin, I-"

The ravenette breathed heavily in between their heated kisses, legs lightly rubbing against the sides of Jimin's suit. The white-haired male smirked ever-so-slightly against the younger's parted lips, giggling as Jungkook pulled him closer time and time again. Jimin paused for a second, brushing a thumb along Jungkook's soft chin as they broke for air. 

"What is it, Jungkook? Do you want to stop? I know Taehyung is waiting for you-"

Desperate hands pulled Jimin's body closer to his own, raking against his back in repeated small gestures of need. The half-blood complied, wrapping his arms around the younger's waist and leaning his head into a warm chest. Jimin's white hair tousled against the heartbeat that could be felt pounding savagely in the half-blood's ear.