Your Eyes Tell [A Jikook Fanfiction ©️ Book 1]

Twenty Three: Back To Normal?

"Jimin!" A hissed voice crept through the bedroom Jimin shared with Taehyung and Hosoek. 

Whilst Hobi was deeply asleep amid welcoming dreams, Jimin had expected this event to possibly happen. He'd never actually slept. He'd been wide awake the whole time...rather than expecting... Had he been hoping?

The bed dipped slightly as the eighteen-year-old who had spoken stumbled his way through the darkness to Jimin's bed, letting out a muffled laugh as he collided with the sleep deprived singer and buried him momentarily in a tsunami of sheets.
Jimin was not sure how he had agreed to this.

Out of everything that had happened, the two of them had barely solved any part of it and yet still, he had found himself slowly accepting their intimate behaviour again. This, Jimin did not know how he felt about. Of course he did long to be with Jungkook - he wanted nothing but to be with the adorable teenager he loved. Yet he didn't want to be with the maknae if they still had a trail of messy lies behind them. It was that evening therefore, he'd made up his mind that he wanted all of BTS to know.

But that could wait, he thought, unable to avoid the situation as two strong arms wrapped themselves around his waist comfortably, a head nestling neatly into his neck. Unable to avoid... He huffed, turning to face Jungkook and placing his lips gently onto the younger singer's. More like unable to resist.

He had known that evening might end up in some sort of situation with Jungkook. It had been a while since in the late hours of the night, every present member within the house had made the mutual decision to sleep long before two am. This meant should either young Idol have the idea to try anything, they'd have little concern about running into anyone traipsing back into their rooms. Not everyone was at the dorm, either.

Yoongi was due back tomorrow afternoon. He was still visiting his parents after a sudden family illness, and so his usual sleep schedule of bustling around until 4am was no longer an expectant sound. Taehyung was away concerning a new and exciting TV drama audition and had stayed overnight in a hotel to ensure he managed to get there in time without needing to wake up at ungodly hours. Once realising Tae's nerves were extremely high, Seokjin had agreed to accompany him. This had left Namjoon, Hobi and the two love birds who all wished to make use of the emptier house to catch up on sleep.

"Of all people couldn't Hobi have gone with Taehyungiiee?" Jungkook hissed, suddenly sitting up as if with intent to leave the room again. To him, this was the perfect opportunity to make the most of an emptier house without getting caught. Namjoon and Hoseok were dead to the world - they could crash on the sofa and make the excuse of falling asleep during a film... Surely?

"Shh don't be rude!" Jimin chuckled silently back, glancing across the darkened room where he could just make out the unconscious shape of Hoseok's figure, "We can't crash overnight on the sofa... Perhaps if I didn't have a nice comfortable bed but Kookie ... I do have a nice... Comfortable... Warm..."

"-Then we'll crash in here." Jimin almost reeled in shock at Jungkook's suggestion. Was he not scared of being seen? While he himself knew Hobi would care very little of their relationship - still without a label - the younger singer always grew deathly pale at any of his attempts to suggest letting the other members know, let alone Hoseok. He even refused to tell Seokjin - the one member who had brought him up under his wing and, arguably, knew more about him as a person than any of them.

What had changed?
"Jungkook." He raised his eyebrows.
"Jimin-shii." Jimin couldn't help a smile broaden across his face at the affectionate nickname.
"Either you're a desperately horny bastard or you're getting comfortable with the prospect of Hobi knowing."