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"I don't think that." The taller denies with a serious shake of his head now. Every cell that makes up his physical form begs for him to react with passion, but the rational side of his brain fortunately takes the control. He knows it's best to remain calm, not to fight against Jimin's seemingly never ending delusion of his non existent judgement with even the slightest bit of hostility. He'll explain himself, with his love reflecting through the little circles he begins to rub on the back of Jimin's smaller hand. "I know why you want me so bad, and I'm happy to be needed like this. I told you that, remember?" Jungkook kisses the smooth skin on the back of Jimin's hand. He breathes slowly in and closes his eyes, pressing his boyfriends hand against his own face. "Mochi, I promise you, I'm impatient for this already, so if our problem is solved, tell me where it is."

Jimin's lips part slightly in surprise. "A-ah, you're impatient?" He voices his thought.

Jungkook chuckles. "Mm, yes. I am. Where is-"

"My bag, next to the door." Jimin interrupts, biting his bottom lip hard this time to keep his excitement from showing too much. It bubbles up in the core of his belly. Jungkook slides himself off of the edge of the bed to retrieve their substitute, glancing back once with a satisfied gleam in his eyes.

Jungkook is ready. He hadn't truthfully known if he was until this moment. He's climbed a lot of mountains, some within his own head. He's afraid of creating flashbacks in vivid color of a moment he's never even seen. The horrifying moment that made the love of his life feel wrongly reduced as a human being. He thinks of it now, and shuts down the imagination of what occurred immediately before it sours their time together. There is no way in hell that he will give Yugyeom power over either of them again. Even if negative thoughts try to poison Jungkook's mind, he loves Jimin more than enough to conquer them all. He finds what he needs quickly and turns back towards the bed. Jimin's eyes watch him closely, eye contact never breaking as he comes down beside him. As he kneels, Jungkook whispers in a tone too sweet for the words being uttered, "I don't feel like you're using me, Jimin. But, even if you are, that means I'm using you just the same."

The smaller grabs the face inching closer to his own, mingling their breaths once again. He feels a smile pulling at his lips. "How are you using me?" Jimin pulls Jungkook down against himself, feeling his own body falling in slow motion into the bedsheets.

"I need to feel close to you, too." Jungkook bites his tongue, sealing his lips when the pressure of Jimin's leg hooks around his hip. They aren't wasting anymore time, that's for sure. The towel that covers him gives in, only refraining from revealing the bare skin below his waist by the position he's laid. Jimin's nudity suddenly becomes inadvertently apparent as he presses himself cozily between the others legs. Jungkook begins to worry about his act of making love, trying to remember how steady he wants to perform, all of the emotion he wants to express. He's becoming afraid that the physical aspect of things, his desire for contact that grows overwhelmingly so after sight of the man beneath him, might take the lead. He's staring. He shouldn't be staring, but he is and he doesn't want to stop.

Jimin notices, and he feels full. Full of affection and motivation to keep going, to see the bright side in everything that's happened up until this very moment. This moment is completely full of love and everything that must have gone right in the world, everything good that has ultimately led him to Jungkook watching him with more than lust in his eyes. Safe shows itself in the protective nature of Jungkook's hands on his body, gentle and slow as the man holds his leg in place against his hip and presses his center suggestively against his rear. Jimin relaxes his shoulders into the bed, his own hands leaving the others face to find his chest instead. His insides puddle when eyes meet his own and Jungkook finds the certainty in his stare with silent acknowledgment. "I need you, Jungkook. I just need you."