Ink Whisper ~ [jikook] ✓

17

(There's probably some mistakes. Sorry. I'm too lazy to reread again...)
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When the film was over and their tummies full of food, it was already time to go to bed.

Jungkook took the pizza box and the empty soda cans to the kitchen, Jimin following behind.

As the older man threw the trash out, Jimin leaned into Jungkook's back and hugged him from behind.

Kook chuckled. "You okay?"

"Thank you for letting me stay. It's just..." Jimin sighed and squeezed the man tighter when he felt Jungkook's hands on his own. "It's just that staying at home has become hard for me the last few years, and your help truly means a lot."

Jungkook smiled, rubbing the small one's hands to warm them up. "It's really no problem, baby. I like you being here, it feels peaceful."

It feels like home.

"Shall we go to bed?" Kook asked him, spinning around in Jimin's arms.

He smiled, noticing how Jungkook's eyes wrinkled up in genuine delight.

Jimin nodded, but leaned away from the man in front of him. He was meaning to ask the older one other thing for a while, and now it seemed like a great opportunity.

"I know I said that I don't want to rush things, and I mean it, but I just want to check one thing, so don't be weird about it," he said and looked at the hem of Jungkook's shirt.

Kook frowned a little, but mumbled an okay, fully trusting Jimin in what the boy wanted to do.

Jimin reached out his hand and pushed it up, revealing Jungkook's toned stomach. The other hand, the one that was fully displaying the beautiful rose, reached for Kook's pants. With two slightly trembling fingers Jimin tugged his jeans a little lower. Jungkook felt the younger's nails gently brush against his skin, making small shivers run across his back.

Kook drew in a sharp breath.

Jimin chuckled. "It's really there."

Amongst the other tattoos that Kook had on his side's, there was a small tulip sketch, tattooed on his left hip. Jimin had gotten it on his 18th birthday.

"Yes, what was up with that?" Jungkook snorted, but glanced at the younger with soft eyes. He let Jimin trace his small fingers across the simple design of one lonely flower that Jungkook never had the nerve to cover up with one of his own tats. Even if it looked ridiculous.

"I was a tad bit drunk and wanted a tattoo of my own." They way Jimin's lips moved while he mumbled the response made Jungkook want to kiss him.

"A weird choice," he smiled, "and place."

The dazzling grin Jimin gave back to him was amazing. It lit up Jimin's face, making his eyes almost fully disappear into those crescent moons Jungkook so liked to see. "I have a lot of interesting places on me."

That made Kook laugh out loud.

"Oh, honey, I have no doubt."

Jimin just rolled his eyes, smiling brightly, and let go of Kook's clothes. "Will you be taking a shower?"

Jungkook nodded. "Yes, but I'll be quick. You can just get under the covers before me."

"Okay," Jimin smiled and they both made their way towards Kook's bedroom.

Jimin watched the older open the bathroom's door while he himself stepped into Jungkook's dark room. He felt giddy. The young man couldn't wait to cuddle up against Kook's side and just hold him in his arms all night.

It had felt so therapeutic before... He had slept so well that night.

Jimin got rid of his sweatpants, but left the oversized shirt he was wearing. He climbed inside and flopped his face on the pillow.

It smelled so good. Just like Jungkook. And Jungkook smelled amazing. Never had Jimin met a man whose aroma aroused him so much as Jungkook did.

He let out a frustrated sigh.

Why did he say he didn't want to rush again?

Oh, yeah. Because this relationship - whatever it was - was still young, and Jimin didn't want to be used again.

But lying there, right at that moment, Jimin felt like he might allow Kook to do anything and everything to him, and the boy would enjoy it immensely.

As Jimin was flipping his legs around the sheets in frustration, Jungkook emerged from the bathroom. He was wearing only his boxers and a towel over his head, which he was furiously rubbing against his head.

Jimin's eyes swept towards the man, or more precisely, to his torso. The tattooed muscles on his abdomen were out in the open and gorgeous for the eye. Jimin felt his mouth watering, as a drop of clear liquid rolled down from Kook's chest till the very rim of his black underwear.

"Okay," Jungkook sighed, throwing the towel in the basket along with the other dirty clothes, "let's sleep."

Then he noticed how Jimin was looking at him. Eyes tracing over every inch of his exposed body, half of the younger's face buried in Kook's pillow.

He got closer to the bed, smirking down at the boy who could not look away.

"Just one thing," he said, "I don't usually sleep in pijamas..."

Jimin gulped loudly. His eyes met Kook's dark stare. Jimin was prepared to say me neither, but all that he managed to croak out was, "You mean you sleep--"

"Naked, yes," Kook nodded, "but I'll leave the boxers on for you."

It took a moment for Jimin to absorb the information, and after it clicked he snickered, "My hero."

Jungkook smile as well, leaning down and nodding his head for Jimin to scoot over a little bit. He got beneath the covers and lay his head on the pillow, opening his arms for the smaller, inviting him in.

"Cuddle?"

"Yes, please."

The warmth was welcomed. It was soft and reassuring, and all Jimin could do was sigh in relief.

"You know," Jungkook murmured against the boy's temple, caressing his hair with both of his hands, "I would never have though that meeting the person with whom my body is connected, would turn out like this."

"Me neither..." Jimin chuckled against Jungkook's collarbone. "Kook-ah, you make me feel safe."

The words were so soft Jungkook almost missed the confession. He smiled, leaving small kisses on Jimin's temple and forehead. "Sleep, baby boy," he whispered and squeezed Jimin closer, listening to the soft breathing of the smaller until he, too, soon fell into a peaceful slumber.

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A/n:
Another kawaii chapter for you ppl...
I don't know how I manage to write cute shit. I'm not soft by nature 🙄
I don't know what I'm doing with my life really.
Existing.

Everyone who reads this story.
THANK YOU.

I sarang you~~ 💜💜💜