Sk-hate-r (Jikook) *COMPLETE

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Who knew a piece of fabric could cause your mind to implode?

Said piece of fabric had berated Jimin all weekend. Telling him what to do and what not to do. Telling him he needed to listen to his brain. Telling his stupid heart to shut up.

Said piece of fabric, although washed, still carried the faint, musky scent of its owner. It had been curled up beside Jimin, on his bed, before and after its rendezvous with soap and water, just staring at him, scolding him, advising him.

Now Jimin skated down the path to the garden, wanting to give the stupid piece of clothing back to its equally stupid owner.

It was Monday and Jimin had just gotten out of his first lecture. The lecture that Taehyung was supposed to be at with him but hadn't shown up. He had called his friend none stop but got voicemail each time. To say he was worried was an understatement.

He felt foolish because he didn't even know where Hobi lived. What if something had happened to Tae? What if Hobi told him about his cheating and they fought? Or maybe Tae went somewhere and got hurt?

Deep down, Jimin knew Tae was okay. He was probably at Hobi's crying and trying to make sense of what his cheating ass boyfriend had done.

The blonde sighed, seeing a tall raven haired man, skating on the makeshift vert ramp.

Jungkook looked up at him but continued skating.

Jimin stopped beside the ramp, "Hey, I brought back your jacket. I washed it and everything." He held out the piece of clothing and Jungkook stopped in front of him, taking it, "Thanks."

Jimin just stood there. He remembered falling asleep in Jungkook's car. He remembered waking up for just a second and being carried bridal style up to his dorm. He remembered the warmth, comfort and amazing smell that caused his tummy to do flips and his heart to flutter.

"Are you just going to stand there?"

Jimin blinked and shook his head, looking over at the taller. "Um...thanks for Friday."

Jungkook only grunted in response and resumed skating after placing his jacket down by his bag pack.

Jimin sighed, he didnt want to go home yet. "Can I skate with you?"

JK shrugged, "It's a free country Tiny. Do what you want. Just don't get in my way."

Jimin rolled his eyes but proceeded to skate leisurely up and down the ramp.

His mind immediately drifted to Taehyung. He had tried calling his best friend numerous times. He could only hope nothing bad had happened to him. If tomorrow came and he didn't see him, he would go to the admin building to see if he could get information on where Hobi lived.

The two skaters glided together in silence, both deep in thought. But while Jimin was thinking about Taehyung, Jungkook was thinking about Jimin.

Friday night, after he had gotten home, Yoongi had bombarded him with questions.

"So? What's up with you and Jimin? How come you never told me you finally like someone? I thought you said you-"

"Please shut up. I don't like him."

Yoongi snickered, "Yeah, you do."

"I'm asexual!"

"So? I get it, you never felt this way before. But asexual people can like other people you know. They just don't have sexual feelings," Yoongi shrugged.

JK narrowed his eyes, "I know what it fucking is and what it entails! I don't fucking like Jimin."

"Then why are you so protective of him?"