jikook drabbles

possibility #4

"hyung can you spot me?" jungkook asked jimin as he was the only member who wasn't currently occupied. jimin nodded, putting away his phone before walking over to the younger.

"what are you doing?" he asked.

"squats." jungkook replied, watching jimin raise in eyebrow from where they were staring at each other in the mirror in front of him. he thought he saw the slightest smirk come onto jimin's face but it was gone the next second. jungkook averted his eyes, moving to the position instead.

he grasped the barbell, moving his feet into the correct position. jimin stood close enough that he could feel his warm breath against the back of his neck, hands in position under his armpits, just hovering.

"okay, i'm starting." jungkook said, lifting the bar off the rack, the weight pressed nice and firm against the top of his shoulders before lowering his hips, making sure his feet were a little wider than a shoulder with apart, before slowly standing up again.

jungkook continued to do a few more, ignoring the way jimin leaned in a little too close every time he stood up, or the way he would send jungkook a smirk when they accidentally made eye contact in the mirror. he was definitely ignoring the way he felt jimin's crotch against his ass when the older got too close.

jimin was teasing him and the blush on his cheeks gave away how affected he was. with one final squat, he placed the barbell back on the stand carefully, stepping back only to feel jimin's chest against him. he gasped as he felt how hard jimin was against his ass, jimin's hands wrapping around his waist and chin over his shoulder, smirking at him through the mirror.

it was seemingly innocent to anyone looking at them, the couple usually back hugging at the most random times. but what they didn't see was how hard jungkook was from just feeling jimin against him.

"you did that just to get to me, huh?" jimin rasped against the skin of his neck, sending shivers down his spine and a slight whimper wanting to be released from the back of his throat.

"know how much i love this cute-" jimin grabbing his ass cheek, enjoying the little squeak the younger let out, grinning against his ear, "tight ass."

jimin pressed his thick bulge harder against him, jungkook closing his eyes, whimpering, leaning his head back on the older's shoulder.

"my needy baby," jimin grinned, hand ghosting over the front of jungkook's own shorts, "but not here."

he moved away, jungkook opening his eyes in shock, head whipping around to look at the older. he glared at the smirk on jimin's annoyingly hot face, avoiding his eyes once he realized how worked up he was, jimin amused at the blush covering jungkook's face.

"i hate you." blushing even darker when he heard jimin burst out in laughter.