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In Osaka (Jikook Oneshot)
“Jungkook, could you stop focusing on my legs, please?”
Jungkook snapped out of his daze to see a smirking Jimin looking at him in the mirror.
“The camera isn’t even on!”
The boy whined, holding up his movie-quality camera. They were going out in Osaka to shoot another Golden Closet Film, and Jungkook was waiting for Jimin to finish getting dressed. Jimin laughed as he put on his glasses.
“I didn’t say the camera was on.”
He turned and walked towards Jungkook, who was sitting on the bed. Jimin tilted his boyfriend’s chin up, and glared at him playfully.
“I caught you staring.”
Jungkook smiled and shrugged.
“So what? You’re my boyfriend, I’m allowed to stare.”
Jimin sighed rubbed his eyes under his glasses.
“Aish, you’re gonna be the death of me one day, kid.”
Jungkook frowned.
“Stop calling me a kid!”
“I’ll stop when you start calling me Hyung.”
Jimin smirked. Jungkook grinned and stood, towering over Jimin with a cocky smile.
“I’ll start calling you Hyung when you grow to be at least as tall as I am!”
Jimin laughed and pushed him playfully before he walked to the dresser to grab his beanie.
“You brat.”
Jungkook got some good shots of the boys at dinner, but he didn’t miss the chance to mess with Jimin a bit.
“Aah, Jimin-ssi, your beanie looks weird!”
“Jimin-ssi, take off your glasses, we’re inside!”
“Jimin-ssi, that shirt’s too big on you, or did you shrink?”
“Jungkook, stop, he’s going to kill you.”
Jin joked, making the rest of the boys including Jimin laugh. But Jimin smirked, thinking to himself.
Alright, Jungkookie, two can play at that game
It was nightfall, and Jungkook wanted to get some shots of the city of Osaka at night. He, of course, asked Jimin to come along. They did this in Tokyo, they’ll do it Osaka, right? It was their thing, right?
Jungkook grabbed his camera and headed out the door, but stopped when he saw Taehyung waiting with Jimin at the door. Jimin looked up and smiled.
“I told Taehyung he can come along. You don’t mind, do you, Jungkookie?”
Jungkook forced a smile on his face and nodded.
“Sure, let’s go!”
Jimin intertwined his arm with Tae’s and they marched out together, laughing. Jungkook sighed and got out his camera.
This is gonna be a long night
He got some good shots of the city, but Jungkook was more distracted by Jimin. His fluffed hair under his red beanie, his glasses, how cute he looked in that oversized sweater. How he kept dancing around with Taehyung. Don’t get him wrong, he likes Taehyung, but the G.C.F was usually him and Jimin’s thing. Jungkook pouted behind the screen as he recorded Jimin picking some clothes at a store. He turned off the camera and whispered.
“Why are you doing this, Jiminie?”
Jimin looked at Jungkook, a smile and a cocked eyebrow on his face.
“What do you mean, Jungkookie?”
Jungkook sighed and gestured towards Taehyung who was looking at some anime figures.
“The G.C.F was supposed to be our thing.”
Jungkook whined quietly, and Jimin cooed at his bunny boyfriend, cupping his cheeks and giggling, making Jungkook blush.
“Aw, don’t worry babe, Taehyung won’t take me from you. Maybe.”
A flash of mischief in Jungkook’s eyes, and he leaned over to Jimin’s ear.
“Say something like that again, and I’ll make sure you know who you belong to.”
Jimin flushed, covering his face with his oversized sweater’s sleeves.
“Jungkook!” He whispered angrily.
In the streets, it was even harder. Jimin kept pulling Taehyung aside to dance, or to joke and point things out. Jungkook kept giving Jimin suggesting looks behind the camera, and Jimin even had the audacity to wink at the camera a few times.
“Are you setting yourself up for punishment, babe?”
Jungkook whispered, his hot breath on Jimin’s neck, making him shiver. Jimin looked pleased at his boyfriend’s annoyance.
“No, I’m just having fun.”
Jimin winked again, and walked away.
“Oh, you’ll be having fun alright.”
Jungkook mumbled under his breath.
The trio finally arrived at the hotel, and Taehyung bid the two farewell, saying he was too tired to even stand another minute. Jungkook didn’t pay attention, he was busy dragging Jimin back to his room. He practically threw Jimin inside and locked the door behind them. Jungkook pushes Jimin against the door and kissed him roughly, hands tracing over his body, leaving his camera on the table near the door. He clutched Jimin’s ass from behind, causing the smaller boy to yelp and jump, their crotches brushing against each other. Jimin moaned at the feeling and Jungkook slipped his tongue inside Jimin’s hot cavern.
“Mh, this is what you wanted, huh, babe?”
Jimin moaned into Jungkook’s mouth, his tongue leaving him at a loss for words. Jimin wrapped his legs around Jungkook’s waist, still hoisted up against the door. Jungkook supported him from behind, hitting his ass with a satisfying slap noise. Jimin squealed at the harsh contact, and rubbed against Jungkook, begging him to stop teasing.
Jungkook carries Jimin over to the bed, not breaking contact. He ripped off Jimin’s beanie and glasses, and broke the kiss, pulling away. Jimin whined at the loss of contact, but stopped when he saw his boyfriend’s intense gaze. Jungkook stared at Jimin, drinking in his soft, barefaced look, his messy black hair, and his red, swollen lips. Jungkook bent down to his neck and kissed it, biting it occasionally, making sure to leave marks. Jimin moaned and wrapped his hand on Jungkook’s locks, keeping him close. Jimin moaned his name again.
“Jungkook, stop teasing..”
Jungkook smirked and pulled away, walking to the camera near the door, leaving a very confused and dizzy Jimin on the bed. Jimin sat up and stared at Jungkook, clearly pissed off about his hard-on not getting taken care of anytime soon.
“Um, hello?!?”
Jungkook chuckled and pointed at the new hickeys on his neck.
“Make sure to show those to Taehyung.”
“JUNGKOOK!”
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LMAO, was this bad, I’m sorry, I pulled another all nighter in the car 😂
“Wrong Snapchat”
*Do not ask to translate, the answer is no*
Hoseok is given the famous rapper Yoongi’s snapchat when trying to flirt with this cute stranger. As Yoongi and Hoseok continue to talk, Hoseok starts to like the fact that the cute stranger had given him someone else’s snapchat.
Part 4 (½)
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Part 8 (½)
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Part 12 (½)
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-Completed-
So I was drunk and I had this dream where when you turn 17 a tattoo that represents your soulmate appears on your skin in a random place and its colour is proportional to the love your soulmate has for you.
Jimin has two little wings on his fingers, and he knows it’s Jungkook. He just knows it’s the maknae of his group, he has always loved him. Sadly, the wings are just black, so he always wear a ring because he doesn’t want to be reminded that his soulmate -the love of his life- doesn’t love him. When Jungkook turns 17, he and the other members are gathered in their living room waiting for the tattoo to appear, but nothing happens. Jin tries to calm Jungkook with a “maybe it takes some time, we’ll se tomorrow, yeah?” So Jungkook goes to take a shower and HOLY SHIT there’s a super colourful flower on his hip. He’s excited but also annoyed because “wtf I’m A MAN with a flower tattooed”. So he never let others see his tattoo ‘cause “it’s in a very private part”. Jimin looks under the ring on his finger: his tattoo is still black. He swears he’s never going to look at it again. Time passes, it’s 2015 and Jungkook starts to panic because the colours of his tattoo are gradually becoming less vibrant. WHAT THE FRICKING FUCK MY SOULMATE IS TIRED OF ME AND WE HAVEN’T EVEN MET YET. He spends a lot of time walking around, looking at people, hoping to meet a person that would make his heart flutter, but nothing. The flower on his hip, once painted with beautiful colours, now it’s almost black. He just gives up. One day he’s putting on a pair of underwear after a shower and Namjoon -who never knocks- walked in their shared room and sees the tattoo. “Isn’t that an hibiscus?” “I-I don’t know, I don’t know flow- FOR FUCKS SAKE STOP STARING, ITS NEAR MY PRINCE PARTS” “S-Sorry but don’t you know that hibiscus are Jimin’s favourite flowers?” “What the fuck are you saying hyung” So Namjoon takes him to Jimin’s room -thankfully no one is there- and points to a picture of baby Jimin where he’s holding a bunch of hibiscus in his small hands. “Listen hyung, it’s a coincidence, how many people have a picture with flowers, c'mon” “Yeah, but how many people have a picture with hibiscus AND a collection of dried hibiscus?” And he takes this notebook from Jimin’s bedside table and it’s full of hibiscus, and Jungkook wants to disappear because, 1) his soulmate is a man and it’s his band mate 2) how in the hell he didn’t know about these stuff. So Jungkook tries to make Jimin love him again, but he doesn’t tell him he’s his soulmate because he couldn’t handle the rejection. He hugs Jimin, compliments him and all those cheesy stuff that he tought would make himself cringe, but he actually loves showering Jimin with attentions. He loves Jimin, but, apparently, Jimin doesn’t love him anymore. Does he even know Jungkook is his soulmate? Run comeback is near and Jungkook is so fucking tired of trying to make Jimin love him again. His tattoo is colourless. So he just gives up, again.
Jimin Is on his bed, reading a really cheesy book, when he cuts his finger with the paper. He then goes to the bathroom to disinfect it, but a little bit of blood went under the ring, the one he never -never- takes off. He takes a deep breath, preparing himself to the sting at his heart, and slides the ring off of his finger. His heart stops. The wings are painted in a beautiful golden colour. He run towards Jungkook’s room.
Jungkook is working out in his boxer, when the door slams open. Why doesn’t anyone fuckin knock? He sees Jimin -so beautiful- and his eyes are glossy, his cheeks flushed and wet from the tears he’s shedding and he sticks his hand towards him, showing him the golden wings tattooed on his finger and Jungkook fucking loses it. He runs and hugs Jimin so tight that he starts coughing, but he’s hugging him back so tightly, sobbing into his naked chest, tears flowing from the older’s eyes to Jungkook’s abdomen and even if they’re are basically squeezing each other, they feel like they’re breathing for the first time. The younger cries too, one hand on Jimin’s back and the other in the orange hair and he’s so fucking happy.
They stare at each other, tears still rolling down from their eyes, the distance between their lips reducing, and they’re kissing, feeling the salt from their tears.
Jungkook -with Jimin surprise- pulls his boxers slightly down and looks at the tattoo : the hibiscus has never been more colourful.
Conclusions: 1) Jikook is real 2) my English sucks 3) drunk me is a genius
How Do You Know You Love Someone?
Jungkook: hyung?
Namjoon: Yeah?
Jungkook: how do you know if you love someone?
Namjoon: [thinking] Interesting question, well I guess for starters you always want to be around that person…
and, they constantly make you smile…
You could be in a room full of people yet they are the only thing you are paying any attention to…
simple touches from them make your heart flutter…
and you find everything they do, even the silly things, impossibly intriguing.
Complementing them would become your favorite hobby just to see their reaction…
and you start to notice little things they do, little things that you find yourself drawn to…
if they tease you it wouldn’t be a problem because you know you could always forgive them in the end…
hmm what else? I guess they just make you a happier, better version of yourself
Why do you ask?
Jungkook: oh umm I was just curious…
Jungkook: Hyung?
Namjoon: yeah?
Jungkook: do you know where Jimin is?
Namjoon: probably in his room why?
Jungkook: I need to tell him something… [smiling] oh and thanks hyung
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This is beautiful and heart breaking
My gay heart
I don’t think straight people even understand we have this fear
This. Fucking. Shit.
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Source: twitter.com
“the internet is making you antisocial”
Well yeah it’s also told me that who I am and my identity in not a joke or unnatural I’ve met supportive people, and made great friends that made me loathe myself less and be more confident generally but why the fuck should that matter when the internet is the source of all evil™ right?
Hi, I’m a socially awkward gay and you’re watching Disney Channel.
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