Trouble | Jinkook

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So there Jungkook sat, on the couch, looking back at Seokjin who was cooking dinner in his kitchen. Seokjin decided to treat Jungkook for his determination to wait in the cold and made his favourite meal Kimchi Jjigae.

"Okay, it's done." Jungkook jumped up and immediately sat down at the dinner table. Seokjin laughed before setting down the Kimchi Jjigae and a few side dishes like pork in a lettuce wrap and rice. "You know how to treat me well." Jungkook dug in, shoving the food down his esophagus.

He looked up and saw the familiar sight of Seokjin's cheeks being filled with the food, hence why he gave him the nickname Chipmunk. "Stop staring and eat punk." Jungkook smiled before going on to eat his dinner.

-

The both of them sat on the couch, cuddling up under a warm cozy blanket while watching Iron man. Both were too invested in the movie to even be paying attention about the fact that this was a date.

Occasionally shushing each other even though nobody uttered a word.

Occasionally reaching over to grab some popcorn and stuff their mouth full.

Eventually the end credits started rolling and that's when they finally snapped back to reality. "Wow, even after the 57th time it's still an amazing movie."

"Agreed." Jungkook cuddled closer against Seokjin sneaking his hands under his shirt once again. "Oh look at the time, time for you to go home. Come on, I'll bring you home." Seokjin stood up but Jungkook pulled him back down on his lap, hugging him tighter. "No. It can wait."

"Jungkook don't be a brat, it's getting late. Your mom wants you back home."

Jungkook rolled his eyes before pulling his face down and crashing their lips together, his hands gliding down to their original spot, under his shirt. Seokjin shuddered at Jungkook's slightly cold hands against his own hot skin. Too much sucked in to think straight and bring Jungkook home, he started kissing back, making Jungkook smirk in victory.

Jungkook's hands traveled up and down Seokjin's sides while Seokjin had put his arms around Jungkook's neck. They finally pulled apart for air, Jungkook's hair a mess, Seokjin's shirt crinkled, chests heaving high asking for air, both their lips red and swollen.

Seokjin snapped out of his daze and stood up abruptly. "You need to go home before your mom kicks my ass." Jungkook laughed. "My mom will be fine. Let's just go back to kissi-" Seokjin smashed his hand against Jungkook's mouth. "Put on your shoes."

Jungkook sat on the floor, waiting for Seokjin to stop panicking to gather all of his stuff and get prepared to drive safely and to lock up the place. Finally Seokjin stood next to Jungkook with the carkeys. "Lets go." Jungkook stood up and walked out of the apartment, feeling grumpy. Seokjin was about to grab his hand when Jungkook reminded him of something. "Door."

"Right!" Seokjin closed and locked the door before grabbing Jungkook's hand.

-

Jungkook stepped out of the car before turning back. "Remember that we are going to do a fake olympics with our friends tomorrow. Be done early with work."

"I'll try." Jungkook smiled before leaning in and giving him a peck on the nose. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Jungkook cutely waved before entering his home, yet again Seokjin waited until the lights in his bedroom turned on before driving away.