Blue Collar Cuffin' - Jikook

Amoungst Villains

Early update!! It's a lil longer to make up for being late!!

- Vio
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"Uh," Jimin started, shifting uncomfortably on Jungkook's thigh. Jungkook looked worried, the smug cockiness flickering away for a moment. His hands were hesitant before lifting Jimin up so he could lean further back in the chair and Jimin could sit more comfortably on his lap. After noticing the tenseness in Jimin's shoulders relax and feeling the boy lean into him slightly, Jungkook wrapped his hands around Jimin's torso protectively and let them rest clasped around his waist.

He grinned, Jimin was kinda ripped, ngl.

Jungkook watched a small grin appear on Jimin's flushes cheeks as the younger rested his chin on his shoulder. Jimin was doing his best to hide the little smile, biting his lips and trying really really hard to figure out just what shape that leaf was over by Jackson's foot. Jungkook, of course, took the moment to gently brush his lips where Jimin's collarbone met his neck, then again right where his jaw met the underneath of his ear, before reaching down nonchalantly to pick his drink back up as if nothing happened.

Jungkook could feel heat rush instantly through Jimin's body, the adorable boy's cheeks burning red, and he was clenching his teeth as if he could somehow hide how riled up Jungkook's teasing got him.

Jungkook smirked, because of course he would smirk, Jimin was being adorable, but it'd be a lie to say his own heart didn't start to race. Jimin smelled like strawberries and vanilla - not that there's any particular reason why that scent drove Jungkook crazy but God it did. It made him want to keep holding Jimin close so the sweet scent could linger in the air forever. Maybe he was just hungry - or Jimin just had sugar stuck on him from that bakery he worked at.

Either way, the teasing had the effect Jungkook hoped, and so the younger boy took a sip from his drink to hide the smug look of victory. Jimin shuffled around in Jungkook's lap, annoyed. Then, he sassily leaned his head away to expose his neck, waiting expectedly and Jungkook couldn't help a gentle laugh escape him as he placed another kiss on his skin.

It was Jimin's turn to look smug as Jungkook pulled away. Jimin brought his head back to Jungkook's shoulder, knowing his own skin smelled irresistibly like vanilla and strawberries and somehow and he could tell Jungkook was falling for it - which definitely had nothing to do with the fact that he was currently on Jungkook's lap. He tucked his chin to his neck, ripping away the warmth of his chest on Jungkook's and taking that sweet smell with him as pay back.

Chatter rose up around them and the fire crackled at their feet. The night grew darker as everyone shared stories and joked around with one another. Jackson played some songs he had been working on, Yoongi nodding along and adding musical notes here and there - speed up the melody, take a longer pause before the bridge - and Jimin found he rather liked the slight rasp in Jackson's voice as he sang.

Jimin wasn't entirely sure at what moment he had stopped focusing on the boys around them and curled back up into Jungkook. With his head on Jungkook's shoulder, he could hear the boy's heart beating underneath his shirt. And he was warm, warmer than the fire at their feet, and despite his usual reluctant sass, Jimin took to that warmth like a moth to a flame.

Jungkook's friends were kind, only the twins occasionally teased Jimin but they learned fast enough that he was more than a match at comebacks. Aside from them, Jackson consistently talked to him as if Jimin was already a part of the group. There was also the matter of Taehyung who kept making weird faces at Yoongi wordlessly when the older glanced his way. He was still sprawled out like a king on the plastic beach chair, catching the pale boy off guard when he'd raise his brows or poke out his tongue.