salt || jikook

six

"how the hell are you so good at everything?!" jungkook asked in awe. the two were playing at an air hockey table. jimin had just scored on jungkook again, now he was up by two points. it's clearly been an intense battle.

jimin raised an eyebrow as jungkook spoke.

"a friend of mine says to be careful how you sling that word around, you won't be in good with the devil," jimin said jokingly. jungkook was clearly confused by the strange set of words.

"ah... never mind it, inside jokes..." he mumbled. "but me? what about you, you're a master at every game you play here."

"that's because my and my friend taehyung come here a lot, he and i play a lot, whereas you have never come here in your life and you can already play everything," jungkook laughed, passing the thin plastic puck towards jimin.

"i've come here only a few times, when i have free time that is, usually with the guy i came with yesterday," jimin said, flinging the puck back to jungkook. jungkook nodded slowly.

"you're already better than i am, i can't stand it," jungkook said with a huff, as he hit the puck right into jimin's goal. "one more and we're tied," jungkook said with a victorious smirk.

"please, you haven't won yet," jimin said, immediately hitting the puck right into jungkook's goal. "looks like i won that game," jimin laughed softly. jungkook hung his head in defeat, mumbling quietly about how he lost.

"aw come on don't be sad," jimin said, putting his hands on jungkook's upper arms and smiling cutely, yet victoriously towards him.

but that smile was laced with deceit, with charms to lure jungkook into the sinful nature that jimin was put on this earth to bring out in humanity. that was his only purpose, his job. at least he was doing it right... he hoped he was.

jungkook couldn't keep himself from staring into jimin's scarlet eyes. with every moment that passed, his sudden 'want' for jimin increased gradually. little by little, he really just wanted jimin in his bed. but he tried to fight against these urges.

jimin internally rolled his eyes, feeling jungkook's resistance. he could physically— well internally feel when someone tried to resist his lures. he had to try harder. he reached up his hand, lightly caressing the smooth skin on jungkook's cheek. he spoke in a sweet soft tone.

"come on jungkookie, you aren't that sad are you..?" jimin asked at the blushing blonde.

"i'm a little sad," jungkook said in a small whisper. "but you know what could make up for that?" he asked gently biting his lower lip as his eyes settled on jimin plump lips.

"what could?" jimin mumbled in a breath against jungkook's skin. a smirk of his victory ghosting his lips.

jungkook leaned down, their lips nearly connecting, but stopped having something else to say.

"beating you in another game," he said in response to jimin's question. now it was his turn to smirk deviously, as he pulled away, leaving jimin half way turned on and confused.

"well thanks for nearly putting my dick up then walking away," jimin mumbled, turning to go after the male who had returned to his side of the table.

"oh i'm sorry for making you hard and then leaving you— are you gonna punish me for it?" jungkook said with a laugh. he didn't take his words seriously until jimin's voice became more intense.

"i might," jimin said, shrugged as he clasped his hands behind his back and walked around the arcade.

jungkook's eyes widened as his mind processed what just happened.

"that just called me a bottom in so many different languages..." he mumbled.

"what was that?" jimin's head flicked in jungkook's direction.

"nothing— so uh what game do you wanna play next?" he said rubbing the back of neck out of nervousness and desperation to change the subject.

jimin raised an eyebrow, but dismissed it. he turned his attention back to the arcade.

"i feel like we've touched almost every part of this arcade, why don't we... go somewhere else?"

"like where?" jungkook asked, tilting his head to the side.

"out to dinner?"

"are you asking me out?"

"perhaps, although wasn't it you who invited me here?" jimin asked, scratching his head in thought.

"nope, it was you, i only proposed the time," jungkook said with a shrug.

"oh."

"from what it looks like, you're trying to ask me out," jungkook said with a sly smile.

"hm, maybe i am, we'll see, do you want dinner or not?" jimin asked, looking at his phone for the time.

"i'll go anywhere with you," jungkook admitted.

"hm, you'll regret saying that," jimin said, as he made his way to the glass doors of the arcade.

"please, i'd walk through hell if it meant being by you," jungkook said with a laugh, thinking his words were nothing more than a joke. jimin had to scoff at how oblivious the other was.

"now that is something you'll regret saying."