Chapter 10- You are the reason

Jungkook POV

Jungkook was lost. 

The feeling of those puffy lips around his cock were driving him insane just as much as a naked, kneeling Jimin was. 

Jungkook was trying his best to keep it quiet, but he couldn't help the moans slip over his lips. Fuck, Jimin was good, knowing exactly what Jungkook liked. 

He was grabbing the sheets behind him hard, his entire body tense, his muscles popping out. He was really trying to let Jimin do his thing, but the torture of that tongue and hot mouth was just too much. 

He grabbed a fistful of Jimin's hair and moved him in the rhythm he needed. "Shit, that feels fucking great!" he groaned out as Jimin managed to take him all in, then chocked a little. 

He was already a panting mess, his body feeling like it was a gillion degrees and all his attention was narrowed down to that devilish mouth on him. 

Jimin drew away for a second, catching his breath, but immediately continued stroking him with his tiny hands. 

"You are so big, JK!", he panted out, but there was a spark in his eyes, like he too was enjoying this- a lot. 

"Sorry," he only said, unable to form full sentences, which made Jimin grin even more. 

"I wasn't complaining!" Jimin only said and bend over again, sucking him even harder. 

Jungkook was only half aware that he was mumbling stuff, too lost in pleasure as he drove Jimin harder on him. It's like there was some wild beast in him that lived only for this- that wanted more and more and more. 

Then Jimin did something scandalous as he took him deep in his throat and stayed there for a second. 

It was too much. He didn't even have time to warn Jimin before he came in his mouth. 

His entire body convulsed, his mind going blank and he groaned long and loud as he lost all sense of time and space. 

He didn't know how long it took him to open his eyes- not that he even remembered closing them. 

Jimin was smiling up from between his thighs, looking like he just won a trophy and then, with a mischievous smirk, wiped away something white at the edge of his mouth. 

Jungkook's eyes widened. 

"Did you---?" He couldn't say it. But he didn't have to as Jimin nodded, grinning like a fool. "You taste awesome, Jungkookie!", he announced, sending a furious blush to his face that only made Jimin burst out in laughter. 

"You are so funny, JK. You do thinks like that, but when I talk about it, you turn as red as a tomato." He got up from the floor and sat next to him on the bed. Reaching out, he lovingly stroked his cheek and said in a gentle voice: "It's really cute."

Jungkook shot forward and kissed him. Drawing away, he shook his head: "I'm not cute, you are!"

Jimin laughed his eye smile and nodded. "Mhh, right, you are totally not cute."The sarcasm was thick in his voice, so Jungkook grabbed the small boy and pulled him down, turning him and ending up spooning him. 

Jimin's tiny body fit perfectly against his larger one, almost totally engulfing him.

He nestled closer, drawing a blanket over them and burying his face in Jimin's neck.His scent filled his nose and he smiled, breathing in deeply.  

"I'm tired now, ChimChim. Can we just lay down for a moment?"

His voice was already a little slurry and his eyes felt heavy. Jimin chuckled, but pulled the arm around his middle closer, snuggling against Jungkook. 

Jimin might have answered something, but Jungkook was already drifting away. He had never felt more comfortable or safer than in this moment. 

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Sunlight was kissing his skin, which was unusual. He usually slept with closed curtains and his window was pointing west. Blinking in confusion, he opened his eyes and then stilled. 

A few millimeters from his face was Jimin. His breath caught when he remembered last night. 

In their sleep, Jimin must have turned towards him. His head was lying on Jungkook's outstretched arms, close enough to make out every detail of his angelic face. His other hand was draped over his hips, like he had pulled Jimin closer at some point. 

He marveled at his beauty- the shape of his lips, the squishy cheek, the way the light hit his skin to make it look like it was painted. He could watch Jimin all day long and still be in awe. 

Then, to his surprise, he saw the other boy's lips draw up in a smile and he opened his eyes. Jungkook forgot everything for a second. 

"Do you like watching me sleep?" Jimin teased, pursing his lips. Jungkook shut his gaping mouth and raised his eyebrows in question. "How did you know I was watching you?" 

Jimin chuckled. "You always do this thing before you wake up. You sigh real loud, as if you're annoyed that you're waking up." 

"I do?" He was surprised Jimin knew that. They had had many sleepover together, with the other members as well, but he never knew Jimin payed so much attention to him. 

That's when he remembered his Hyungs words from last night. 

"What did you mean when you said you always loved me?" He shot out, surprising himself.But not as much as Jimin, whose eyes widened. His cheeks turned a sweet kind of pink-red and he buried his face to Jungkook's chest, hiding himself. 

"Mhhhm nothing," he murmured against his skin, but Jungkook wasn't going to let this go. He grabbed his chin and pulled him up again. "Jimin?" he asked pointedly and raised an eyebrow, waiting for his answer. 

Jimin looked at him shyly."Well, maybe I...kinda, you know... liked you.. for some time.." he broke off his stammering, glancing down again while playing with his fingers. 

"How long Jimin?" Jungkook asked quietly, almost afraid of the answer. Had he really been this stupid? In all those years, it never even crossed his mind Jimin might like him like that. The teasing and joking around- had it been a way for Jimin to tell him he actually liked him? 

He suddenly remember all the times he turned red and told Jimin he was being ridiculous and stupid and annoying. Was the smile he had given him then only hiding the pain he felt at those words? 

"Tell me. How long?" He pushed, and Jimin looked up through his lashes and with the tiniest voice he ever used he answered: "You know that I was very unsure about becoming a trainee? How I was the last to join because I didn't now if I wanted to become an idol?"

Jungkook nodded even though he was confused what this had to do with anything- he couldn't possibly-

"Well, there was this really cute young boy there. He didn't speak much and was very shy."

Jungkook didn't know how to breath. That was over three years ago! He was barely fifteen back then.

"And when I got to know him a little, I really wanted him to see how amazing he was and stop hiding. So I decided to join the group. You were the reason I really got into singing, because I wanted to become as good as you. You are the first person I ever liked. You were also the reason I discovered I was attracted to both girls and boys. And when you finally came out of that shell, I knew I had fallen for you. But.."  he broke of and smiled a little to himself. It was both sad and happy at once. 

"I never thought anything would happen. I mean- you never showed any signs that you liked me back in that way, so I never told anyone. I was okay, just being next to you all this time and I had almost accepted that it would always just stay a one sided love..."He looked up as if to ask: but maybe not anymore?Jungkook could only stare. Jimin had had feeling for him that long? All this time, he had been hiding it from him and the other members? How stupid had he been? He suddenly recalled a thousand little looks Jimin had shot him over the years. 

Like when he jokingly said Jimin was the ugliest of the group, only because he liked teasing him back a little. A flash of sadness had crossed his features before he acted offended and made a scene that made everyone laugh.

Or when Jungkook had to describe his dream girl for a magazine. He had just said the first thing that came to his mind, but then noticed Jimin looking at him weirdly. But when he tried to figure out what he was thinking, he had already looked away and cracked a joke with Hoseok. And Jungkook just forgot about it. 

How many instances have there been like this that he wasn't even aware of? 

 "Will you say something? You look like you're sick." Jimin said, ripping him out of his thoughts. He looked down at Jimin's uncertain, open expression. 

"Jimin- I'm" 

That's when the knock came and both of them froze, their eyes widening in fear and shock. 

"Jimin?" Jin's voice sounded from behind the door. "Are you still asleep? It's eleven already! Namjoon told me to get you because we have to leave for the studio soon and you always take the longest to get ready!" 

The door handle was pushed down, but because Jungkook had locked it last night, it didn't budge. "Since when do you lock your door, Jimin?" Jin's voice asked confused, pulling down the handle a few more times, followed by some more knocks. 

Jungkook could see Jimin looking for a good excuse but come up with nothing. "Just tell him you were drunk last night and didn't realize you locked it!" Jungkook whispered desperately, but Jimin shook his head. 

"If he is here to wake me up, guess which room he goes to next! Yours! And he's gonna be suspicious if you're not there."

Jungkook's heart sank. Jimin was right.

"Jimin? Hey, answer me? Why is your door locked! Don't ignore you're Hyung, it's not nice!" Jin shouted, now a trace of anger in his voice as he tried the locked door again. 

Panic started to rise in him. How would the others members react to this? He had just accepted it himself.This would seriously affect the dynamic between them. Would they be angry? Disappointed? Worried that others would find out and put BTS at risk?

Jimin was just about to open his mouth to say something when Jin shouted again. "Fine! I'll tell Namjoon right now! He's gonna be so pissed!" 

They heard his angry footsteps as he walked away. 

Both of them jumped up at the same time. "Go to your room, quickly!" Jimin shouted, already looking for his clothes. 

Jungkook did the same, putting on his boxers and collecting the clothes that had been spread all over the room. 

Jimin was already starting to pick up the things from his desk, trying to hide the chaos they made. It looked like there had been a violent fight. 

Jungkook hurried to the door, hopping on one foot as he put on his trousers while walking, almost loosing his balance. 

He paused once, looking back at Jimin who also stopped cleaning for a second. Their eyes met and time seemed to slow down. 

He knew he should say something, but the words didn't want to come out of his mouth, so he just unlocked the door and fled- again.