Your Eyes Tell [A Jikook Fanfiction ©️ Book 1]

Thirty Six: Jikook

"What film we watch-" Hoseok stopped in his tracks as a hand harshly slammed into his chest, stopping his entrance into the empty living room. Or rather, he had thought it was empty, "Ouch Yoongi." the dance leader grumbled, rubbing his sore stomach. But the older waved his arms rapidly.
"Shhh!!" he hissed, peering back into the room to grin with sappy, emotional eyes at whatever had caught his attention.
"What-oh." Hobi sighed, a smile spreading across his face in adoration.

His smile was at the two love-birds huddled together on the sofa, and at his supposedly 'emotionless, socially awkward' best friend who had been reduced to that of a stereotypical twelve year old girl. "Yoongi we can't spy on these two everytime they do something cute..."
"I spent far too much time keeping an eye on them while they were at each others throats. I need compensation!"
Beside them, Seokjin, who had wandered past in curiosity at the two spies, chuckled. Give it to Jikook for breaking Yoongi's character. He huffed in amusement.

For the rest of the day, not a single member of BTS had been able to take smile off of their faces. Even as they hauled themselves through a gruelling dance practice, watching in sympathy as one or the other lay, motionless for a moment or two on the dance studio floor, not a single one could emit a scowl, frown or expression of anger. For Jungkook and Jimin had, in that moment, become a source of light. Their serotonin boost for the entire day as each member watched as the loveable pair pranced around each other, making simple touches where they could or sharing longing gazes when they were too far apart.

They'd watched Jimin's face blaze miraculously at the slightest comment from Jungkook, gleaming brightly when his little maknae was praised or seemed to perform well. Likewise, Jungkook would become a beaming mess whenever Jimin launched himself into a comedic act or, quite contrastingly, spiralled into his dancer-like trance that quite honestly was the epitomy of the dancer's duality.

No matter the stance or appearance the two gave off, both seemed to adore each other at every single moment. And it made every other member of BTS simply melt at the sight of it.

Jin's thoughts were shattered as a high pitched squeal, followed by a giggle broke the silence around the three of them. Grinning, he wandered into the living room to see Jungkook heavily landing on the floor with a loud thump, having promptly been tickled by a hysterical Jimin.
"No-no-No! Jimin-shii! JIMIN-SHII!" He howled, squirming in fits of laughter as the elder launched himself on top of the young maknae to resume his villainous act.

"And suddenly, coffee is of no use to me." Yoongi stated in a matter of fact way, nodding to confirm his thoughts. He'd attempted to deliver the line with a straight face but, given the scene he was witnessing, the notoriously stone-faced rapper could not hold in a wide, toothy grin. He could not believe how far they'd come.

From shuffling clueless idiots, ignorant of the looks each other were giving... They had been shoved so far into the closet by their fears, that Yoongi had been meaning to ask how Aslan was faring.

To now... Being openly affectionate, unphased by the presence of others as they-
-Yoongi's thought suddenly shuddered to a halt.

"-Ahem!" Seokjin cleared his throat loudly, raising his eyebrows at the lip-locked couple on the floor. He jolted in surprise as he took in the sight of the elder of the two.
Jimin seemed currently stuck, with little option of where he lay above the younger. Hands tightly cupped his face, strong arms holding him still as he was guided into a deeper embrace.
At Jin's interupption, he finally untangled himself from the moment, heat rising to his face in embarassment at the unexpected public display.

"Remember Jungkook," Seokjin spoke up, waving a stern finger at the amused singer, who still lay on the ground where he had fallen, propped up by his elbows. "No one here wants to see how far you can shove your tongue into Jimin's mouth. None of us will see that as impressive."

"I think its impressive." A voice spoke up in a low tone, causing the elder's words to splutter to a halt, a flush rising to the flustered singer's face as he stared in bewilderment at their beloved maknae, "I think I'm getting significantly better each time... What would you say Jimin-shii?" he smirked.
"Hm..." the older paused in thought, "Yes I think you-"

"-For the love of my sanity please don't continue that sentence." Yoongi gagged, shaking his head in disbelief and launching himself onto the sofa. He glanced up at the others within the room, before patting the seat beside him. "Hobi. Here." Without hesitation, nor question, the dance leader bounded towards him, springing onto the couch with a grin and hauling SUGA into a tight koala hug.
"Th-that's... Not what I meant..." He spoke in a restricted voice, "... Hobi that's...not what I... Ah fuck it." and he allowed his best friend to continue squeezing him to death. They were due to watch a horror. Hoseok would need the support.

Glancing around the room, Jin frowned for a moment. Then, suddenly let out a ear piercing scream, "Joon and brat 2! Movie! Now!" Moments later Taehyung, hopping on one foot as he hauled his final sock on (having clearly been asleep), veered into the room.
He gave a mocking bow to the elder accompanied by a wide grin. Seokjin's heart fluttered in sympathy as rather than seeing the adorable joyful expression of their most emotionally sensitive member, his eyes could not depart from the purpled bruise still very prominent on his jaw.

"Jinnie-hyung, you alright?" Tae giggled, whacking him around the head as the elder realised he'd zoned out in deep thought. Seokjin shook his head suddenly and nodded. He then, realised someone was still missing. "NAMJOON-AH! GET YOUR FINE ASS-"
"Hyung I'm working!" Came the muffled yell back.
"I don't care! You have an ass. We need it here. NOW-"
"-Jin I need to finish work-"
"NO-"
"-Yes Jinnie-"
"No! Seokjin says no! Your hyung says no! You must respect hyung! GET HERE-"

"-I'm here." A disgruntled Namjoon appeared at the door, a notebook clutched in one hand, accompanied by a set of headphones around his neck that the group could faintly hear soft, mellow tones wafting from, "If I work here, will you leave me in peace."
Seokjin shook his head firmly, "No. You've been working all day-"

Jungkook suddenly piped up, his arm wrapped tightly around Jimin's waist, who had snuggled into the younger's lap. "-If you watch the film I'll sleep in Jimin's room tonight-"

"-Deal. What we watching?"

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09/01/21 edit: Book 1 just got to #2 in Jikook thank you so much! 💚

04/01/21: Tf we're at #4 Jikook? Woah. 💜

Hope you enjoyed!

And Book 2 is out and finished too!! I hope you enjoyed reading Book 1, I love all the support you've all given you've been amazing and still are wonderful! 💚

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