𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑻𝑬𝑹 | PJM. JJK✔

invisible

The frosty wind blew past the two young men, but it didn't move Jim's hairsprayed hairstyle one bit.

"You really don't get it?" Jungkook asked, softening up when he took the pretty model's past into consideration, whatever it may hold.

Jim shook his head. "I'm sorry," he said, suddenly looking very confused. "But I'm sure he just does it to get the right picture from the models."

"Well he was a lot less explicit with the other ones," Jungkook mumbled, pouting like a child who had been wronged.

Jim's lips slowly bent into a smile. "Is someone a little jealous?"

Jungkook's first instict was to deny it, but he knew deep down that he would be lying. "Y-yeah..." he said softly, giving Jim's hand a small squeeze in the hope of being taken seriously.

Jungkook wasn't let down.

"Then I'll tell Yoongi to shut it," Jim said, with a shrug, before pulling Jungkook up on his feet.

"I don't want to see your cute face sad," he said, tucking Jungkook's hair behind his ear again ever so delicately.

Jungkook smiled back at Jim and suddenly, the cold had completely disappeared like magic. "But didn't you feel uncomfertable when he was saying that stuff?" Jungkook wondered, looking up innocently into his lover's eyes.

Jim hummed lowely as if he were amused my Jungkook's question.

He didn't answer it though, and only looked at Jungkook with fondness.

"How did I stumble upon you Jeon Jungkook?" He asked seriously, letting his arms rest around Jungkook's waist as if it was the only place they belonged.

Jungkook chuckled in a way that was quite unlike him. He scrunched his nose and felt the need to hide his flushed face. "Do you believe in destiny?"

Jim raised his eyebrows and broke into a stunning broad smile that lit up the world ten times brighter.

"I can't say I do," he laughed, staring at Jungkook's face as if he was observing an art piece. "But that's only because it hasn't treated me that well."

Jungkook's face fell within seconds, but Jim quickly made sure his frown wouldn't last.

"Maybe you can teach me how to believe it," he said, cocking his head at the possibility.

The man's eyes suddenly glossed over with a thin layer of tears but before more emotions could come up he turned around and dragged Jungkook with him.

"Let's go back inside," he said, abruptly cutting off the conversation as if he was fleeing away.

Jungkook wished he had it in him to stop his boyfriend and help him let out all the emotions he held bottled up inside of him. He wished there was a way for him to snap his fingers and make everything better. But it was very clear to him that Jim wasn't the type that wanted pity. None of Jimin's filters really did.

So Jungkook trailed after Jim not really sure what to do, but with a clear goal in his mind.

He needed to show Jim that vulnerabilty wasn't all bad. A shell only protects the inside, it doesn't make it better.

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"Ah you're back good, we're gonna do this shot on the ground okay? I need you to look into the camera like you just fucked me."

Jim glanced at Jungkook, who paled into a shade close to white.

"Sorry Yoongi," he said, walking towards his spot with an evil smirk.