secrets • jikook

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Jungkook inhales deeply, eyes closed, his nose being filled with the sweet scent of frosting and the faintest smell of flames. He hears one person clapping, the momentum dying out gradually but Jungkook can still hear the hesitation of deep laughter from that person's throat. There's another person in the room with them, and as Jungkook opens his eyes, the pair are face to face.

Jimin holds the cake up, the flames which erupt from the candles reaching yearningly upwards. The direction of the bright fire causes Jungkook to tilt his head upwards again, and he makes eye contact with the older, orange-haired boy. Jimin smiles, and Jungkook grins sheepishly in response.

The younger turns his head to see Taehyung standing next to Jimin and a little back. He also possesses a bright smile, and his claps cease, shoving his hands back into the cavern of his pockets. Jungkook sighs and turns back to the cake, his breath being held for the past couple seconds.

He exhales through a small o shape of his lips, the candles being murdered softly and violently at the same time. Taehyung claps again and Jimin lets out exclamations of joy.

"Happy Birthday, Jungkook!" Jimin smiles and puts down the cake gently. Jimin's wearing a black turtleneck sweater that curves around his small body rather well, and black jeans with dark Blundstones. Jimin's hair is neatly styled with a part slightly to his right, exposing much of his forehead. His doe eyes are framed in black glasses, which he doesn't wear much except when he's wearing an outfit that compliments them.

Jungkook giggles and accepts a hug from both the older boys. Taehyung's turn to speak has come.

"Our Kookie is all grown up! I can't believe you're already 18." He mumbles the last part, his mind being lost in nostalgia of their childhood.

Taehyung had met Jungkook when they were 12 and 14. He had been helping Jimin with math tutoring and Jungkook was one of his students. The pair started talking and hanging out more and eventually the pair of Jimin and Jungkook became the trio of Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung.

Now, 6 years after that, the three stand in Jungkook's kitchen on Jungkook's 18th Birthday. Jimin and Taehyung are both 20 and are ecstatic to watch Jungkook finally enjoy every single luxury in the city which the brunette had previously been too young to experience.

"So, Kookie, you're an adult now." Jimin says, placing his soft hands on Jungkook's shoulders, the pads of his thumbs sliding repeatedly over the smooth white t-shirt which covered the younger's sharp collarbone. Jungkook blushes a little but no one else notices. "Where do you want to go first?"

Jungkook looks off to the side in thought before replying hesitantly.

"Well, I've always wanted to to a club..." he mumbles, pulling his neck down with his palm and looking at his toes, embarrassed. He looks up at Jimin and Taehyung through a thin sheet of brown hair and he sees that the elder boys are smirking at each other.

"That's perfect, Kookie." Taehyung's voice chimes. Jungkook's attention is caught and his neck swishes up again, causing his to think for a second that he got whiplash but he then concludes that he does not have the chronic pain whiplash would require. "We know someone who works at a club so we can get in free, I'm sure you'll love it."

Jungkook smiles and the others keep smirking, knowing something Jungkook doesn't.
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The trio arrive at the club and they step out of the Uber, earning several glances from others in the line up. Jimin notices the mint-haired bouncer look him up and down, his almond shaped eyes lingering on Jimin's perfect spherical ass. Jimin bites his lip, looking the bouncer in the eye and winking, then swaying his hips a little more to tease the mystery man. The bouncer blushes, bites his lip, and goes back to his job. Jungkook tightens his fist a little and he can't help but feel a tad irritated at Jimin's slutty interaction with the bouncer. Jimin was his best friend and no one was allowed to use the short yet older male for their own sexual desires. Jungkook takes a deep breath and reminds himself that it's his birthday and he doesn't want to cause a scene. Besides, he's sure Jimin wouldn't bring him to a club where they'd get into any trouble.

The brunette's attention is brought back to the task at hand as the side door opens. A tall man with swept-back blonde hair stands there, wearing an oversized t-shirt and basketball shorts. He also has a gold chain around his neck.

"Hey Taehyung, you here for another fix? Didn't I set you up with a month's worth last Wednesday? If you're here for that, then I'm afraid I can't help you, it's against the rules." The man in the doorway says. He's holding a glass of alcohol, and he raises it to his thick lips before taking a sip while Taehyung replies.

"No, I'm not, Namjoon. My friend Jungkook here," he gestures towards the brunette and Jungkook doesn't know if he should wave or stay silent, so he settles with a neutral swift two-fingered gesture from the forehead towards the man whose name he just learned. "Is turning 18 today. We'd all like to get in for free. Can you do that?" Namjoon glances at Jungkook.

"Sure. I just need to see some ID." He leans against the doorframe and puts his hand out to take Jungkook's drivers' license. His eyes scan over it and he nods, handing it back to the brunette. Jungkook mumbles a small "thank you" before he notices Namjoon swivelling out of the way to let the trio in.

When Jungkook looks around the smoke-filled club, he feels his head pounding. The room is filled with people of varied ages, all of them holding alcohol of some sort. Jimin grabs hold of Jungkook's hand and pulls him away from the scene. Jungkook's heart twists at the contact, and it returns to its usual state when Jimin's hand slips gracefully out of his grasp. Jimin orders drinks for the trio at the bar, taking them and handing the alcohol to the other boys.

"It's on me, I just got my pay check." He winks. Taehyung smiles and takes a swig of his orange-brown drink. Jungkook stares into his glass, trying to decipher the mysterious liquid inside it. Jimin notices and laughs, his bright smile making an entrance.

"Don't worry, Jungkook. It's just scotch. Nothing fancy, I wouldn't give you something wild on your first drink." He says. Jungkook smiles and gestures a cheer with the others before taking a large gulp of his drink.

Jungkook ignores the burn in his throat and tries his best to bite away the bitter expression on his face.

Damn, alcohol burns.

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