Jimin looks real good up there~ ^
**Jimin's POV**
Christmas break comes sooner than expected, the snow outside was a pathetic excuse for it to even claim itself as water. Hoseok was suspended until the final verdict was put in place but the story to the rest of the school was that he was 'sick'. Jungkook worried about Taehyung, his mood no longer as cheery since he talked with his parents. He didn't want to talk about the conversation that took place but as soon as he saw Hoseok again, he hugged him for half an hour. It was ridiculous and we tried to pry them away from each other so Hobi could pee but Tae responded that 'he didn't care if he got peed on, Hoseok was more important'.
Jungkook had been staying at my place for the past couple of nights, telling his parents he had to work on a project. Sure. They believed him, Jungkook being their perfect son meant that he would never do anything wrong. Not that we were doing unspeakable things, mostly making out and cuddling. If we ever got too heated he would stop, claiming that we shouldn't. He didn't know it but every time he spoke those words, it cracked my self esteem. Did he not want this as much as I do? Am I not attractive enough to him anymore? My doubts only made me more nervous about my gift for him. I thought we would finally have sex during break but now it seems he's getting more distant. I hate it.
"Hey." Jungkook waves his hand in front of my face, bringing me back to reality. "What's up? Why are you so spaced out today?" His bunny smile radiates, the Christmas lights behind him gives off a soft glow.
"O-Oh yeah. Sorry." I pick up the nearest ornament, putting it on the pine tree. He picks up one as well, his arms frame my figure as he places the snowflake near the top of the 6-foot tree. His breath gently caresses my cheek, a soft peck planted before he grabs the next little drum.
"Nothing to be sorry about, I just wish you were here with me instead of up in your thoughts."
He hands me a small bell in my left hand while slipping his hand in my right. "Y-Yeah... I have a lot to think about nowadays." While we decorate the tree, Hoseok and Taehyung are in Hobi's kitchen making the food.
"Because of Hoseok and Tae's parents? Cause don't worry, it'll all work out. In the end, Tae's parents only want the best for him. They might be flustered right now but they'll soon realize how stupid they're being."
My eyes widen at his wise words. "When did you become so wise Jungkook-ah? I thought you were just a child?"
He chuckles wrapping his arms around my waist, his chest against my back. His lips graze over my ear, lightly brushing as he whispers. "I think we both know how much of an adult I can be." I bite my lip, eyes closing. He coughs, pulling away slightly but I grip onto his arms to stop him. It's just like him to say some shit like that and immediately try to act as if nothing happened. But no, he's not leaving.
Instead, I turn in his embrace, my hands on both cheeks. "Show me." His eyes darken, leaning in to connect his lips to mine. I moan into the contact, tilting my head to the right. He nibbles on my bottom lip, slipping his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues become a tangled mess, his breath shortens, pants become louder when the kiss heats up. "Jungkook.~" He smirks at the moan, squeezing tighter on my hips, hand reaching down to massage my ass. "Ahh~"
Is this it? Is he finally-
"Wait." He lets go, forehead resting against mine. "U-um..." His eyes shut, thumb sticks out pointing at the kitchen. "T-Taehyung and... Hobi." He pants, clearly caught up in the moment.
I can't believe he did this again. Stopped us again. "Yeah yeah." Pivoting on my heels, I grab another ornament and hang it on one of the branches.
"Are you... mad?" Jungkook looks genuinely confused but I won't tell him now, I'm not going to fight with him on Christmas Eve with Hoseok and Taehyung in the kitchen. Especially because this is Hobi's house and we would be surrounded by parents if we tried to do this diner at any other house.
"No. Let's just do the lights." Silence takes over, the job of decorating the tree suddenly became more important than having a conversation with him.
"The food will be ready soon!" Hoseok yells, Taehyung giggling in the background.
"Great!" My stomach growls at the mere mention of food. "We're done here too!" Jungkook bites his lip, debating whether or not he should leave based on the amount of footwork he's exhibiting.
"Jimin."
"Hm?" I hum in response, walking to the door to put the decoration outside. The wind blows without mercy, shaking my entire body as soon as I open the door. "Shit." Quickly, I hammer in a nail on the front, hanging the reath. (Idk how that's spelled lmao)
Jungkook pulls me inside, closing the distance for a tight hug. "I don't want you to be mad at me, not today on Christmas Eve! I have a surprise for you and I want you to enjoy it. Please?" My smile peaks through, my cheeks squish against his.
"Of course Kookie, I'm not mad. I promise." I try to show the brightest smile I could, forcing even my teeth to show. "I can't wait for your surprise~" At that, his shoulders droop in relief, smile now widening on his face.
"Thank god! Alright, let's set the table." His hand slips in mine, dragging me to the dining room. We set the Christmas mantles for each person, the silverware in the same arrangement for each placement.
"Let's eat!" Hoseok yells as him and Taehyung bring the assorted goods.
Btw, all these gifts are wack. My creativity stops here.
"Open mine first Hobi!" I hand him my gift, the sparkly silver wrapper shining in the dim lighting. He chuckles, grabbing my gift. His fingers play with the ribbon, undoing the bow. His eyes widden when he finally sees what's inside.
"You got me a friendship bracelet?!" He pulls it out of the wrapping, tying it around his wrist. "I love it Jimin!" He stands up, dancing and flashing it around as if it were gold.
"I'm glad you like it Hyung." Another giggle escapes my lips, my hand reaching up to cover my mouth.
"My turn!" Hoseok gives me his gift and excitedly, I tear it open.
"You got me the fucking leggings?!" I screamed.
"What leggings?" Jungkook questions.
"Hobi and I were in the mall one day and we stopped by this sports store where we saw these leggings! They have the perfect elasticity and durability that I need for dancing!" The soft material tickled my fingertips, a bright smile on my lips as I hug the gift tight. Wasting no more time, I stand up giving Hoseok the tightest hug I could manage. "Thank you so much! But this is so expensive! You didn't need-"
"I wanted to Jimin. Don't worry." He smiles, sitting back down next to his boyfriend.
"Now my gift for Hobi!" A pouty Tae yells, sticking out his giant box. "It trumps over all gifts."
"I bet." Hoseok chuckles, lifting the lid off the box. His eyes widen at the contents inside. "Gucci shoes?" He glances back and forth between the gift and a proud Taehyung. "Where did you get the money to-"
"I've got lawyers for parents, what do you think?"
His smile tries to mask the wince at the word parents, but fails. "Thank you Taehyung, I know how much you like Gucci."
"Damn straight."
Hoseok then pulls out a gift of his own for Taehyung and whispers in his ear. "Open my gift later." At least, he tried to whisper. We all knew it was something bedroom worthy.
"Open my gift Jungkook!" Hoseok reaches over to hand him another shoebox sized box. Jungkook's eyebrow raises, carefully undoing the paper. "Is this another gag gift?" Hobi shakes his head, holding Tae's hand. "No shit Hoseok. Where do you get the money for all these gifts?"
Jungkook pulls out a new pair of shoes with spikes on the soles. "Shoes?" I ask.
"Not just any shoes Jimin, the shoe brand of Lionel Messi's favorite shoes! He's my soccer role model!" He jumps up, Hoseok in his arms as he twirls him around. "I needed new shoes for soccer!"
"Hey! Put my boyfriend down!" Taehyung yells, tugging on Jungkook's leg.
"Shit sorry, haha." Jungkook plops down next to me, admiring the present in his hands. Does everyone really know Jungkook more than me? I would've never thought about that...
"I don't have any gifts for you two cause you ungrateful hoes never said thank you for the cruise gifts." Taehyung crosses his arms, nose edging towards the ceiling.
"You've gotta be kidding me."
"Nope, Jung-hoe."
"Shut up Kim Tae-hoe."
"You shut up!"
"You started it!"
"Guys!" Hoseok yells. "No fighting! It's Christmas Eve for fucks sake."
"He's right, the season of giving and happiness." Jungkook looks up from his gift to stare at my eyes, reaching out one hand to pinch my cheek.
"You're so cute Jimin-ah.~"
"Awww you two are so cute." Taehyung oogles at us, pinching my other cheek.
"Stop pinching my cheeks!" They laugh, pulling back their hands.
"We can't help it."
"Whatever... Now my gift for Taehyung!"
I pull out the gift bag from under the decorated tree and pass it over. Pieces of red and green paper maché fly in the air, gracefully floating down. "Jiminie this is such a Jimin-thing to give. Are you telling me I smell?"
Taehyung pulls out the expensive cologne, eyebrow raised. I laugh at his assumption, a little upset that he called it a 'Jimin-thing' to do. "What a Taehyung thing to say." I fire back. "Do you like the gift or not? Cause I could easily-"
"No! No. I like it." He sprays some on himself, inhaling the scent too forcefully before coughing. "Ugh! I'm never doing that again!" Hoseok, Jungkook and I erupt in laughter at the choking red head, not bothering to check if he was ok. "Hey! I could've just died!" He yells, still lightly coughing.
"No you wouldn't have!" Jungkook didn't even try to hide the tears that were beginning to fall. "You're so stupid Taehyung."
"I will fight you Jung-hoe."
"You won't last long Tae-hoe."
"It's Christmas!"
"So?" They yell back at Hoseok at the same time.
"How about we continue with the presents! What did you get Taehyung?" Jungkook grumbles at my interruption, picking out the book shaped gift.
"Here. Be grateful." He throws the gift, Taehyung reaching in the air to catch it.
"It better not be a fucking book Jungkook cause you know I don't fucking read for-" He squeals, jumping up and doing a happy dance. "Battlefield 1???? Jungkook I could kiss you!" Hoseok's eyes get smaller, glaring at the younger.
"You what?"
"Hobi shut up, obviously I wouldn't kiss him. He's nowhere near as attractive as you." He blows an air kiss towards Hobi, the latter pretending to catch it.
"Hey!" I stand up, annoyed at the statement. "Jungkook is hella attractive!" My boyfriend chuckles in embarrassment, leaning back to rest on his hands.
"Nuh uh!"
"Uh huh!"
"We need a normal Christmas..."
"This is normal!" Tae yells, snuggling back into Hobi. "You can't honestly believe we'd be like other people."
Hoseok's hands softly card through Tae's bright red hair, a slight smile reaches his lips. "No... I guess not." They're so cute. Seeing them act all lovingly makes me feel all warm inside. Looking at Jungkook, I find he was already staring. The heat rises to my cheeks, my eyes suddenly needing to look anywhere else.
"Jimin."
"Y-Yeah?"
"Open my gift cutie." He pulls out a small navy blue box, the silver bow placed intricately in the center. I bite my lip at the box. It's so beautiful.
"Jungkook..." My breath leaves my body when I pull the thin ribbon with my fingertips. The material falls easily, landing in the mess of gift wrap. The box's material was crushed velvet, money radiating from it. I carefully prop it open, a flash of silver catches my eye. Inside held a silver ring with little tiny words etched in the width. My breaths quicken, air now of short supply. "J-Jungkook?" Is he serious?
"Don't freak out Jimin. Hold on." He pulls the ring out of the box, the chain now evident. "It's a necklace." He smirks at the loud sigh of relief I exhibit, my shoulders loosen as well.
"Put it on?"
He nods, my back now facing him so he can place the silver chain around my neck. The chain was long enough for me to read the tiny etched words.
Forever, my love
"Jungkook!" My hands fly in the air, my body tackling him as I plant kisses all over his face. "I-love-this-gift, you-are-so-sweet. I-" I stop the constant pecs to look him in the eyes, loving gaze staring back. "I lo-"
"Wait!" His eyes are wide, his hand covering my mouth. "N-Not yet!" My eyebrows scrunch up in frustration.
"Ugh." I push up off of him, sitting down. Taehyung and Hoseok give each other questionable side glances while holding hands. "It never is the time right Jungkook?" They start to stand up, picking up all the trash.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I think you know exactly what I mean! Everytime we get close to being intimate, you stop it from happening! And right now? When I wanted to tell you for the first time that I lo-"
"Jimin."
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me." I groan in experation, letting my hands fall to my side. "I need some air. I'll be back." My jacket was in the coat closet, my shoes easily slipped on. I slam the door behind me, walking to wherever I felt like. Please come after me Jungkook...
Please?
**Jungkook's POV**
"Go after him."
"What?" Hoseok had the tendency to be over dramatic at times. "He wants space though."
"Don't be fucking stupid Jungkook. He wants you to go after him." Again with the cursings. Taehyung would never stop.
"And what makes you think he wants me there? Isn't he mad at me?"
"You stupid shit-"
"Taehyung."
"He said that he needs air! To go outside so that you two can talk alone!"
I groan in frustration. "Fine! I'll go! I don't see what the big deal is though..."
"Just go."
The spiteful air clung to my limbs and fingertips when the door opened. Winter in full swing despite the lack of snow on the ground. Looking around, I couldn't tell where Jimin went. My gut told me to go left, part of me hoping he would walk aimlessly, without a set destination. Another part hopes he just comes back, running into my arms and saying all the thoughts he had on his mind. Then I could hold him, telling him everything would be ok. "Jimin!" I begin to yell, speeding up my pace. Why are you so mad? "Jimin!"
The air tightens in my lungs, worrying about where he could be. He couldn't have gone too far right? He couldn't have- My legs slow down when I near the playground. A small figure was huddled, arms wrapped around their knees and their head tucked into their lap. Jimin? The closer I got, the more features I could define. The fluffy hair, slightly-shaking back. Was he crying?
"Jimin." His head shoots up, shiny brown eyes holding nothing but fog. "W-Why are you-"
"You came." He interrupted, standing up under the playground. His voice quivered, pants still barely audible. "I was worried you wouldn't."
He looks off to the side, walking towards me. "Of course I would Jimin. I'll always go after you, no matter what you say." He sniffles, smiling at the reassurance. "But... why are you so upset?"
His cheeky smile disappears, lips flat-lining. "You don't know?" His voice remains monotonous.
"N-No." This new side scared me, almost made me shit my pants.
"Why don't you want to be intimate with me?" He asks, folding his arms.
"U-Uh..." My cheeks flame at the question, wondering where this came from.
"Why don't you allow me to say 'I lo-"
"Wait."
"See?"
My hands come up, frantically trying to calm him down. "I have a reason for that! I swear!"
He scoffs, pushing off my hands from his shoulders. "Really? What's the reason?"
"I-I-" Why is it so hard to tell him? To show my true feelings? "I wanted to tell you how much I care about you when we were... together." My head hangs low, cheeks bright enough to stop cars.
"Together? Like..." He scrunches up his nose, connecting the dots. "Oh. Oh." He shakes his head, using his pointer finger to tilt my chin upwards. "Then why were you so adamant about not having sex?"
His gaze was too alluring, causing me to look away from the beauty. "C-Cause... I had a whole plan..." Hearing myself out loud was completely embarrassing. I can't understand why Jimin isn't bursting out laughing right now.
"It wasn't because you didn't find me attractive anymore?" He voice cracks, tears welling up again, glittery in the moonlight.
"Oh god no! Jimin you're beautiful, so fucking gorgeous! That had nothing to do with you." He chuckles, sniffling a little more. "How could you think..." Throughout all the time we have been together, I would have never thought he would doubt his beauty. "My attraction for you is this reason why this was so hard."
"That's what she said."
"Shut up." The high pitched laugh echoes through the chilly air, warming me up inside.
"You're too cute Jungkook, let's go inside." His small hand slips in between my arm and my side, snuggling in for warmth.
"Wait. One more thing."
"What no-"
My lips press against his, my hands comb through the hair in the back. His hands fit snug around my waist, pulling me closer. Our lips move in sync, breaths intermingled before releasing in the thin air. It took us a second to realize the small flakes falling from the sky.
"Jungkook." Even though he pulled back, I couldn't get enough of his taste, my lips eager to mold with his. "Babe wait. It's snowing." His giggle prevents further pecks from being placed.
"S-Snowing?" Indeed it was. The soft puffs of snow land in our hair, face and mouth. Bits of white litter Jimin's hair, providing a crown of white. His smile widened when a slight puff rested on the tip of his nose, melting after a couple of seconds.
"Finally. Right? We needed some snow." His head rests on my chest, his hands tightening around my waist to deepen the hug. "Beautiful huh?" His fluffy hair tickled my chin, a slight hum could be heard from the small boy's lips. "Jungkook?"
"Yeah?" Our hips slightly sway, a light dance forming even with the lack of music.
"Hold me tight." His grip strengthens, air leaving my body.
"Of course Jimin. I'll never let you go."
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P.S. 3K+ words people. 3K.