lost on you | -Jikook FF

Just You and Me

Jimin's pov:

It was not a second later than 8 o'clock when the shrill tone of his door bell woke Jimin from his well-deserved sleep without a warning.

Who the hell would want to visit him at such an unholy hour, it's Saturday!  For God's sake.

But Jimin being Jimin, ignored his aching body that asked for more rest and went to greet whoever disturbed his sleep.

Of all the scenarios Jimin could think of, he would never have guessed the right answer, I mean, what he saw in front of him was just absurd.

Jungkook, who admittedly hadn't made a good impression at first, was standing in front of him in a rather outdated suit that strangely enough suited him more than it should, and an unpleasant huge bouquet of flowers with an equally awkward smile.

Jimin who couldn't believe his eyes just closed the door and was about to go back to sleep when it suddenly knocked again.

"There's no way this is real" thought jimin kinda disturbed.

But the repeated knocking told him otherwise.

"Stop knocking or you'll wake up the neighbors" complained the smaller boy, who hesitantly opened the door again.

This time he was a little bit more awake from the shock and he was able to take everything in.

He already knew that this was a one in a million chance that will propably never happen again so he quickly took his phone and made a picture.

Jungkook, who was already embarrassed enough, tried to ignore the loud and intense pounding of his heart and tried to not humiliate himself any further.

Usually he wouldn't mind anyone, especially Jimin, taking a picture of him but right now he just wanted to run and hide.

Perhaps he shouldn't have listened to Taehyung, he should have already guessed that his plan of a 'perfect' date sounded a little bit off, but it was too late to turn back.

"Flowers" was all he said, pressing the pretty bouquet of flowers to Jimin's face, the pink petals tickling his chin.
The petite boy couldn't help but giggle, everything seemed like a dream, a really unique one.

Jungkook on the other hand was never as relieved as when he heard the tiny male's sudden but delightful outburst.

Maybe he was a little too quick to judge his best friends' taste.

"Do you like them?"

Jimin suddenly felt something that resembled nervousness? excitement?  He didn't know what it was, but it made his palms sweat a little.

"Yeah, I do like them... but-"

"Really? I was actually pretty worried that you wouldn't like them. I originally thought it would be an better idea to just buy a bouquet, but Taehyung said it would be more meaningfull to make one yourself, so I thought why not and...."

"Wait, you mean ... that YOU made the bouquet? You didn't just buy it? You really took the time to pick all these flowers and put them together?"  Jimin asked in amazement.

That was unexpected.

"Hmm, yes, it took a while, but I feel like I did a good job."

"You..." Jimin's eyes wandered to Jungkook's hands, noticing deep looking cuts.

"..You're such a big dummy, did you hurt yourself picking the flowers?"  Jimin whispered in a tone so gentle it literally melted Jungkook's heart.
He carefully reached for Jungkook's much larger hand and intertwined their fingers as gently as possible as he pulled him inside.

"You should be more careful next time.  Your surprise was really sweet, but I'd rather have you get nothing for me than to see you hurt" scolded Jimin while he subconsciously started to tenderly rub Jungkook's hand.

Jungkook, who only now seemed to notice that Jimin was taking him to his bathroom, where he could wash the remaining blood stains and treat his wounds, was speechless.

That's not exactly how he wanted their date to go, but he didn't have the heart to complain when he saw the unbearable cute look on Jimin's angelic face.

Right now, at that moment Jungkook thought he could get used to this. 
He might get used to a domestic life if it included his Jimin.

Big doe eyes starred with nothing but admiration at the sweet boy in front of him.

"Well, all the roses I usually receive have their thorns already removed so I never had to worry, but ... you know ... when I was picking them from the garden, ... it could be possible that I wasn't as careful, as I should have been" Jungkook admitted with a distinctive blush.

"But if it wasn't for the thorns, I wouldn't know how tiny your hands really are, they are almost as charming as you."

"Stop, doing that."

"Stop doing what?"

"Stop not being an idiot, it makes it harder for me to reject you" said the pink haired boy calmly.

"Then don't reject me?"

"You're really stupid " muttered jimin under his breath.

"Hey, I heard that!"

"Of course you did ...."

The two playfully argued for a while before Jungkook could no longer resist this almost painful urge to touch Jimin.
He pulled jimin closer and hugged him tightly, not planning to let him go anytime soon.

The light and soothing scent of Jimin hit him like a truck.

Vanilla. Jimin smelt like vanilla.

"I wish it was always like this," Jungkook muttered shyly.

"Like what?"

"Like this. Just you and me"

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I hope the story doesn't bore you