Duality |Postlude| Jikook/Kookmin

Chapter 6

Jimin

"Jeon Jungkooooooook," I whine from the couch, cuddling Lala. "What are you doing? I'm lonely.

"So needy." Jungkook scoffs, entering the living room with two bowls of spicy instant noodles. "I made us food to eat while watching the movie." He sets the bowls on the coffee table and I cuddle into him, resting my head on his shoulder.

I pick up the food and eat it, pressing play on the movie. Jungkook wanted to have an Iron Man marathon, so I agreed. He really is cute.

Jungkook practically inhales his food while engrossed by the plot, his eyes glued to the screen like he doesn't know what's going to happen next despite the fact that he FaceTimed me while watching it four months ago. He had me watch it too because he wanted a movie night. The raven has always said that just my presence is enough and us doing small acts like listening to music together or watching a movie or television show made me understand how he wasn't wrong. Sometimes, we wouldn't even talk to each other while watching, but seeing him on a screen and hearing him breathing was enough for me.

But now that I'm here in person, feeling his body heat, I don't think I can go back. I'm supposed to prepare for a tour with Yoongi and Hoseok starting in early January and then leave from February to April, but I don't know how well I can stand being apart from Jungkook. With him being officially mine and him being the clingy bunny that he is, I don't know how he'll take it.

The raven's tattooed hand finds itself on my bare thigh and I marvel at it, finding his hand incredibly pretty. It's his tattooed hand that is a mixture of hot and cute, but I just can't get over how it says "JM" on his ring finger.

My breath hitches slightly and I adjust my sweater as Jungkook's hand continues to set my skin ablaze. I probably should have worn pants rather than shorts, but I don't feel cold enough for them. Plus, it's just Jungkook. He's too engrossed in Robert Downey Jr. to pay my thigh any attention.

Jungkook's face turns to me, his lips forming a tiny "o" due to the occurrences on the screen. His eyes sparkle with a childlike wonder as he expresses his emotions to me freely.

I smile at him and he breaks out into a grin as well before his hand moves to the inner part of my thigh as he scoots closer to me, eyes once again on the action flick. Rolling my eyes, I cuddle closer and focus on the movie, though part of me really enjoys the feeling of his hand sitting here. It's different. It feels intimate and domestic. Usually, I'm the one to do this to a partner. I've never been on the receiving end before, but with Jungkook, I like it. I like it a lot.

"Koo-Koo," I whisper into his neck.

"Hmm?" He asks, his hand rubbing the smooth skin.

"I love you."

He turns his head to me, raven hair a frizzy mess as he beams. "I love you too, Jimin." He leans in to kiss me before he watches the movie again, eyebrows furrowed and nose slightly scrunched as the tension in the film rises.

My eyes don't leave the younger and I smirk, turning my head to bury my face in his neck. I start to kiss the warm skin, inhaling his scent.

"J-Jimin...?" His hand grips my thigh tighter, eyes giving me a side glance. "What are you doing?"

"Hmm?" I look at him innocently. "Nothing." My lips return to his skin, lightly pressing against his makeup covered hickey.

I lick my thumb and work on removing the makeup and Jungkook bares more of his neck for me, trying his best to pay attention to the film.

"Jimin." His eyes fall closed as I work on creating another dark mark on his flesh.

"Does it feel good?" I whisper, my hand running through his hair, styling it the way I like it.