Meri Girlfriend Ka Bhai [Jikook] (Desi) (Completed)

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*JUNGKOOK KA HAAL-E-DILL*

Hayyyee... Mera Jimin kitna pyara hai yaar!! I mean uski aankhein aise badi badi hui hain na abhi, jaise kissi hiran ko shikari ne pakad liya ho. Waise main bhi toh uska shikari hi hun.... HUHUHAHA...

"M-Main... W-Woh...M-Main..." Bechare ko samajh ni aara tha kya excuse banaye. Uske cheeks itne laal laal, and I swear he was trying his best just to look at my face and not my chest, but then, he couldn't control himself and embarrassingly averted his eyes somewhere else. Meko mann kr ra hai iski cheeks squeeze kr doon. Hayyyee rabba kitna cute hai. Anyways, maine apne face pe woh dead and drunk expression hi rakha and then I frowned.

"Tum yahan pe kya kr rahe ho?" I asked in a deep husky voice.

"W-Woh... M-Main... Rose! Rose t-theek hai-"

"Woh theek hai. She's sleeping. She was quite exhausted, after we made love. So... let her rest." I said casually.

Jimin looked up at me with .... hurt ? And then took a glance behind me in the room, to see Rose lying on the bed, the blanket covering her completely. He gulped and looked down, and nodded.

"T-Tum... Tum theek ho?" He asked, like a small kitten. GOOODDDD!!! KHAAA JAAUNGA MAIN ISKOOO??!! ITNA CUTE KAUN HOTA HAIII YAAAR??!!!

"Hmm" I just hummed, still frowning. He bit his lip and looked up at me. He was upset, I could clearly see it. And so so sooo vulnerable and small. He clearly wanted to say something, anything just to talk more, but he had nothing.

We held eye contact for a while but then I sighed, acting annoyed. I walked past him and suddenly he held my wrist from behind. I swear my heart skipped a beat, but I composed myself, my expressions still hard, I turned around to look at him, who was looking at me with puppy eyes.

HAAYYYEEE!!! AISE MAT DEKH PAAGAL!!! PIGHAL JAAUNGA MAIN!!

"Kahan Ja rahe ho?..." He whispered.

I just sighed again, looking towards the kitchen. "Coffee peene ka mann kr raha hai, woh banaane ja raha hun... Tu piyega?"

He bit his lip again and nodded looking down at the floor.

Fuck ! Itna submissive kyun hai aaj yeh yaar!! Mere liye mushkil hori hai!!! Kaise control kroon khudd ko!!??

He hesitantly left my wrist and followed me to the kitchen. I just started making coffee and he just stood behind me looking at my back muscles. I know he is checking me out and I smirked. I decided to turn around and smirk at him, but my decision backfired.

Shit.

He was leaning on the counter, looking at me with his hooded eyes, looking so small, so vulnerable, so scared, so cute, so adorable, so kissable, so squishable!! Mann kar ra hai isko ek box mein daalke rakhlun, sabse chupakar, sirf mere liye. He is wearing an oversized full sleeves shirt with lose trousers. The shirt is super lose on his small frame, almost revealing his collar bones.

My breath hitched but thankfully he didnt notice it. When he looked up at me, I just blinked and gulped looking down at the coffee mug in my hand.

"C-Coffee.." I stuttered, handing him the cup. He took the cup, with his long sleeved shirt, covering most of his fingers- Fuck! How can he be so-

"Thank you..." he whispered and started drinking the coffee.

I took mine and drank from it.

"Tum... tum aur Rose kaise mile?" He asked, trying to start the conversation and also a bit curious?