breathless || jikook

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  * warnings ;

sexual content ( implied masturbation )

minor description of torture.

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jimin stares, and stares. like he always does. it's a routine, basically, to sit in the corner and watch everything that he does.

what jeon jungkook does.

everyone else is just a side character, a blur in the background. it's not like jimin does it intentionally, but it's really not his fault that jungkook stands out so much.

jungkook's the cliche in every movie. jimin hates to admit it, but he is. athlete star, teacher's pet, features of a god, body like a model's. he was just so perfect. and jimin? he was far from perfect, and far is an understatement. so he just watches from a distant, from the corner of a room preferably.

today was no different.

today, jimin sits huddled in the creek of the classroom, observing jungkook as he socialises peacefully. something stirs in the pit of his stomach just from seeing jungkook so happy. it makes him happy. can jimin ever make him that happy?

" hey. "

jimin presses his lips, slowly turning his attention to the boy that interrupted him. it's taehyung, a friend of his. the blonde boy sits next to him and tilts his head.

" why are you staring at jungkook so much? " taehyung asks, looking at the boy from across the room. " do you have a crush on him or something? "

jimin's cheeks goes hot, so he hides his face by turning it away. " no. i'm not gay. " he says simply. because he knows jeongguk would never like a guy. nonetheless, a guy like jimin.

" i'm sure. " taehyung chuckles. " it's okay, i'd go gay for him too. i mean look at him . "

jimin does look at him. he looks at him everyday. he looks at him and watches him with every free second he can get. even at home. his singing videos, his dance videos. everything. but still, jimin can't help but fall head over heels all over again when he catches jungkook laughing whole heartedly.

" his laugh is funny. it's kinda weird. " jimin lies. his laugh isn't weird, it's beautiful. music to his ears, even. but he can't let taehyung know that. he won't hear the end of it.

" sure, whatever. " taehyung says.

the bell rings and the teacher enters the classroom. everyone scatters to their assigned spot, yet jimin kept his focus on one person only. he was so far away, but it's better that way. jimin wouldn't want to spread his ' unperfectness ' to the perfect jeon jungkook. he doesn't even deserve to walk on the same ground as he does, let alone be near him.

jimin sighs.

this world is so cruel, he thinks. i'll just love you from here, jungkook.

~

" 5 more laps! "

jimin watches from the sideline as jungkook passes by him for the 10th time. panting, sweaty and hot as he runs his laps. jimin bites his lip. being the water boy of their basketball team isn't as bad as people make it to be.

" keep it up! keep it up! "

" yes coach! "

from the choir of the raspy replies, jimin can clearly pick out jungkook's. ofcourse he can, because jimin listens to the videos he takes of him every night. some people might find it weird, but jimin could care less. studying jungkook, all of jungkook, every little detail of him is like a novelty that needs to be memorized. what type of lover would he be if he doesn't know every single part of jungkook? his habits, his marks, all the small things no one would usually notice.