Memories of you (Jikook)

The Deity is Revealed

"Jungkook, what is going on? Have we done this before?" I was shivering as I asked him, my mind abruptly halting as I looked at my reflection.

Then I glanced back at Jungkook, my nerves trembling and my heart beating too fast. What was going on!?

Jungkook I noticed flinched for a second, but he regained his ability to shift his attention to the more important task, sitting up straighter. His appearance was still exotic, calm and serene, but I did find him a bit apprehensive, his nervous twitch when he looked at me gave me that idea.

"How much do you remember your school life Jimin..." he asked with a hint of something I couldn't decipher.

I tried searching my memories to see if there was something I didn't remember, but apart from the normal school days, there was nothing odd. But sure, the memories of Jungkook and me, doing unspeakable stuff... it was still there, still fresh.

"Do you remember a period in our life when... I tried avoiding you?"

My eyes widened, I clearly remembered that, it was something which had hurt me a lot in those days, I couldn't understand why he was avoiding me, I was unsure of what I did which made him so distant. He was only fifteen, but I was well aware of his unexpected awkwardness around me.

He smiled pensively, "You and I did that for the first time when I just turned 15."

It was a very simple statement, with no extra decorative words or hidden meaning, but the sharp sting in my heart distracted me. I felt my shock, the air around me stilling.

I looked at those red eyes that were staring back, they had no emotion in them, but I felt the change, the subtle coldness that bit me.

A string of memory trickled into my mind, as I watched myself making a move on Jungkook.

Jungkook was still young, a bit dull but very charming, his buck teeth sticking out as he bit onto a fresh carrot, walking ahead of me as he chatted about the recent topic he had been learning in school. "...and she asked me to calculate the fraction of 2 and a half cup of coffee with 1 sugar..."

I listened to him with indulgence, trying to suppress my smile, the weather was also nice, a bit warm but cool as we walked the edge of the town, a route that we took daily.

"Jungkook," I called, interrupting him as he paused to look back at me in question, his mouth stuffed with the last remaining carrot bite.

"Whaf?" he asked with stuffed mouth, his cheeks bulging as he chewed.

I stared back at his big black eyes, that round glossy gaze trembling for a bit when a strong rush of breeze hit us.

My eyes darkened, as I wondered how they will look like when I did him until he screamed. I chuckled, my voice a bit heavy with the desire to subdue this familiar who wasn't even aware that he was mine, "Want to take a detour and play at my new house?"

"Which new house?" he asked with a tilt of his head, wondering with a frown.

Cute. I licked my lips.

"It is a surprise."

When he heard that, his face brightened and he nodded, simply charming.

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Next we found the house and I made my move, pressing him against the old wall of the wooden cottage, a drafty breeze sticking around as he whimpered.

My hand worked on his little bean as he panted against me, his eyes bleary with tears and ecstasy. He gasped when I bit his neck, a slight red mark appearing on his skin.