Just For Fame | Jikook | HIATUS

Sixteen

Jimin's POV

   I could get used to kissing Jungkook. It was like a new experience. Never in my life had I thought I would come to like kissing Jeon Jungkook. But there I was, in front of our school gates, tongue shoved down my throat for the attention.

   And oh boy did we get attention. I never knew I could feel so happy about kissing someone up until now. My plan was working, it wouldn't be long before hearts break.

   Sure, I felt a little bad for Jungkook, but I've always done what must be done.

   "Get a room!", I heard a familiar deep voice interrupting my make out session with Jungkook. Breaking the contact, I apologetically smiled, sighed and turned around to face the interference.

   "Class is starting in 5 minutes, hope you can wait until then.", I showed Yoongi my infamous (fake) smile.

   "So you two could, what, eat each other's faces in front everyone in the classroom?", Yoongi asked in disbelief.

   "Well, you wanted me to get a room, didn't you?", I smirked when he scoffed and turn around to walk through the school gates, not forgetting to drag my boyfriend with me.

  
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Author's POV

    "Could you stop watching them, please?" Taehyung nudges Yoongi, demanding for his attention. "We need to finish this exercise."

   Yoongi regains his senses as he looks back at Taehyung, who had switched seats with Jimin earlier. "I wasn't looking at them, I was just...", he looks around anxiously. "... uh looking at their answers to this exercise."

   The brown haired boy looks at him questioningly. "It's literally blank, they've been making out since class started." He shakes his head, "Seriously, you need to work on your excuses. They keep getting more ridiculous."

   Yoongi chuckled at that. "Yeah sorry, that was dumb. I'll pay attention."

   They both smile as they start discussing, not minding the kissing sounds coming from a couple (no pun intended) of seats further away or Jimin's not-so-quiet giggles.

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   "Thanks for inviting me over, Namjoon said he had some business so he can't pick me up for the time being." Jimin says gratefully. The other boy holds open his front door, motioning for Jimin to enter. Jungkook receives a 'thank you', not to mention the adorable wink, and closed the door.

   "It's my pleasure. As weird as it sounds, I like having you around." He chuckles, putting down his motorcycle keys on the nearest table. Jimin, on the other hand, tried to keep his cool and not let his heart race by his words. "Do you want anything to dr– Jimin, are you okay? You look hot."

   'I look hot? What? Heart, slow down please.'

   "Wh- what are you say–", Jimin shuts his mouth as soon as Jungkook's touches his forehead.

  'Oh... that's what he meant...'

   He couldn't help but feel disappointed. He's always liked receiving compliments, even if shameless old creepy men were the one to give them. It always made him feel good about himself, boosted his ego.

   He slapped the hand on his forehead away and walked off to the kitchen. "I'm fine, it's just a little warm, that's all.", he lies.

   Dumbfounded, Jungkook gives him a questioning look as he follows him to the kitchen. Looking out the window on his way, seeing that the sun isn't even shining. "Uh, I guess, let me know if you do feel sick though." He sees Jimin take out a can of Vanilla Sprite that he'd bought by accident.

   'Interesting choice.' He mentally says.

   "Sure," Jimin says as he takes a sip. "Let's go to your room." And walks off, leaving the other male dumbfounded once again.

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   "Who's this?" Jimin asks, pointing at a framed picture on Jungkook's night stand. He took a seat on Jungkook's bed before Jungkook even had the chance to say something. Sighing, he sat on his desk chair, turing around to face Jimin.

   "That's a friend I met online. We took the picture after we met for the first time in real life. His name is Choi Yeonjun. We share a lot of interests." He tells Jimin with a fond smile plastered on his face. Thinking about the younger male put him in a good mood. He was like the younger brother he never had. Jungkook was usually the youngest, so being the older one for a change made him happy.

   "Maybe we share a lot of interests too." Jimin smirks.

   "I don't know, other than singing and dancing?" Jungkook chuckles.

   Both males smile fondly at each other before Jimin decides to look around again. Jungkook watches him closely, the smile never leaving his face.

   'His eyes are cute,' he thinks. 'His nose too. His lips..." He licks his lips after he sees Jimin obliviously do the same. After realising what he did, he gulps hard, hoping that Jimin didn't hear it. His eyes wander further down before he knew it. 'He's wearing tight pants again... his thighs... wow his plump a–' he thinks as he feels his own pants tightening.

   "Oh, whats this?" Jungkook chokes on his saliva as his not-so-innocent train if thoughts got cut off by Jimin's curious voice. He looks at the little microphone-shaped trophy-like souvenir on top of a shelf. It was beautiful, made out of glass so it was pretty fragile.

   "Oh Taehyung gave it to me when he returned. A little souvenir, he said it meant a lot to him. I felt honoured when he gave it to me." Jimin watches the sad smile form on the other's face. He scoffed and made his way over to Jungkook, taking his head between his hands. Their eyes automatically met and it felt like the world stopped.

   "Stop thinking about him." Jimin whispered under his breath, eyes moving down to the other's lips.

   "What did you say, I didn't –" Before he could finish his sentence, he felt soft lips on his own. He couldn't process what was happening and felt his lips move on their own. Hands on Jimin's waist, he dares to pull him closer. Jimin's hands find the other's mop of hair and lightly pulls on it. As they deepen the kiss, Jimin makes a soft noise. The other male felt his pants tightening all over again.

   "Jungkook! Help me putting the groceries away will you!" Startled, they both break their kiss nervously.

   "Uh... I should go down and help my dad." They both stood there, awkwardly nodding at each other. "Yeah, I'm- uh"

  "Yeah you should-"

  "I- uh, yeah."

  "Mhm yeah"

  "Okay, I'll be–"

  "Jungkook! Fast please! I know you're home, I can see your shoes, jacket and keys!" Their awkward moment comes to a stop as Jungkook hurridly leaves the room after saying 'I'll be right back'.

   Jimin stood there, still trying to process the strange events that took place just moments ago.

   'No, this did not mean anything. Heart, stop beating so loud, it's over. Don't act like you've never been kissed before.'

   He looks around nervously. His eyes land on the microphone shaped souvenire.

    'I'm going to prove that I don't care about his feelings, because this is all just part of my revenge.'

   Jimin walks over to the shelf and takes the souvenire in his hands. Before he could change his mind, he dropped it, watching it shatter. The pieces spread around on the floor as he watches insensibly.

   The door opens and he turns around, facing the wide-eyed boy.

   "I- I'm sorry it was an accident!" He pretends, half expecting Jungkook to lash out on him.

   However, he gets taken aback by the tight hug he receives.

   "Shit, are you hurt?"

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*To be continued*

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