59. Space Makes Me Want You More🖋🩹

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By: @kinkmins

When Jungkook showed him the final result of his sleeve tattoo Jimin couldn't help but gasp and stare at it for long minutes. Jungkook had a shy smile on his face when Jimin took hold of his wrist to look more closely at every shape. Jimin's initial thought was that they were very pretty and suited Jungkook well. He knows the meaning of every single one of them because Jungkook had been talking about them for months before scheduling an appointment.

But there was one tattoo that Jungkook hadn't told him about, nestled in the crook of his wrist. It's a simple word but it took Jimin's breath away. 지민. His name on his boyfriend's wrist and just underneath the date on which they met in college four years ago.

"You got my name tattooed on you?" Jimin asked, voice wavering with emotion.

"Yeah, I...," Jungkook cleared his throat, looking kind of uncertain. "Do you think it's weird?"

Jimin never thought that one of his boyfriends would ever get his name tattooed on them but he's always thought that people who did it were stupid. To him, there was never any certainty that you'd still be with this person in a few years time and he knows that people who do it more often than not regret it.

But somehow, seeing his name on Jungkook's wrist felt right. They met four years ago and have been together ever since, and he knows that Jungkook's the one. Every day that goes by Jimin falls more and more in love with him. They were at a point in their lives where they had an apartment together, knew each other's families, had a group of friends in common and they were ready to move on to the next step of their relationship.

So for Jungkook to get Jimin's name tattooed on his wrist made sense and didn't really freak him out. He thought it was a beautiful testament to their love.

"I love it," Jimin said, beaming. He wanted to rub his thumb over the tattoo but he didn't want to risk it getting infected.

"Really? You're not just saying that?"

"No, Jungkook," Jimin shook his head. He couldn't take his eyes off of the pretty letters. "It's beautiful," he breathed out.

"I love you," Jungkook said, cupping Jimin's face. The smile on his lips translated just how much he did and Jimin felt his heart racing in his chest. It doesn't matter how many times Jungkook says it, Jimin will never get tired of hearing it.

"I love you too."

Jungkook kissed Jimin softly and that night they whispered sweet nothings to each other as they made love.

Two months later and Jimin is leaving the same tattoo parlor Jungkook went to with a tattoo of his own. He didn't tell Jungkook that he was getting one because he wants it to be a surprise. He comes out of the tattoo parlor with Jungkook's name on his body and perhaps one regret, as he squirms on the driver's seat of his car to find a position that doesn't make the reddened skin of his butt itch.

He didn't really think about the healing process that comes with getting an ass tattoo and he's starting to really second guess himself. His choice of tattoo might be more risqué but it holds just as much meaning as Jungkook's. He thinks that Jungkook will like it, especially because it's in a place that only he can see and that Jimin only intends for him to see for the rest of his life. But his ass hurts like a bitch.

Jimin's plan was to get the tattoo and then surprise Jungkook with it during sex but since it's his first tattoo, he kind of forgot that it needed time to heal and his tattoo artist told him that it would at least take two weeks. Which means he has to keep Jungkook away from his ass for two weeks without telling him why.

Jungkook and him were healthy men in their mid-twenties who enjoyed sex, and Jimin can't remember the last time they went more than a few days without it. There was this one time when Jungkook traveled to Japan for work for a week and where they obviously couldn't have sex but not because they didn't want to.

Now Jimin has to come up with excuses and also has to go without sex for two weeks, and that's his own fault.

Technically, it's Jungkook's fault because Jimin would never have gotten his boyfriend's name tattooed on his body if Jungkook hadn't done it first. But it's too late to complain, Jimin just has to deal with it.

Jimin quickly realizes when he gets home that keeping Jungkook away from his ass will be a lot harder than he thought.

"I'm home!" Jimin says as he takes his shoes off.

"In the bedroom!"

Jimin quirks an eyebrow when he finds a naked Jungkook rummaging through their closet. He leans against the door frame and decides to enjoy the very pleasing view. Jungkook's grown a lot over the years and he's become very fond of working out which Jimin can't complain because he looks like a greek god. Jimin's eyes trail down Jungkook's body, from his broad shoulders to his thin waist and perky ass - nothing compared to Jimin's but he loves it just the same - and stops on the swirls of ink on his biceps.

His boyfriend has gotten ten times hotter with tattoos and Jimin loves drawing his fingers over the beautiful shapes when they're cuddling.

"I'm going to take a shower," Jungkook says, throwing a glance over his shoulder. He grabs a pair of boxers and walks to Jimin. The front of Jungkook's body is as impressive as his back and Jimin licks his lips when his eyes trail down Jungkook's chest to his soft cock. It's a crime that he can't push Jungkook onto the bed and ride him nice and slow. "Wanna join me?" Jungkook asks, looping his arms around Jimin's waist.

Jimin wraps his own around Jungkook's neck and presses their bodies together, giving him a quick kiss. He almost says yes on instinct because there's nothing he loves more than naked cuddles but the itching sensation on his butt reminds him that he can't.

"I took a shower this morning," Jimin says. It's hard for him to hide his disappointment.

"Never stopped you before," Jungkook smiles before kissing down Jimin's neck. It's already been two days since they last had sex and Jimin knows that Jungkook will ask for it very soon which is problematic because he hasn't had time to come up with an excuse yet.

Jimin can't help but tilt his head back, eyes falling shut as Jungkook nuzzles under his jaw. It's very hard to push him away when he's literally naked and looks that good. So, Jimin loses himself in Jungkook's touches until he's brought back to reality when Jungkook's hands travel down to his ass.

Jimin yelps when Jungkook squeezes his cheeks, pain coursing through his ass all the way to his spine. Jungkook startles at the sound and when Jimin pushes him away.

"Are you okay?" he asks, eyes wide with concern. "What happened? Did I hurt you?"

"What? No, I...," Jimin tries to hide his pained grimace but he's pretty sure he fails. His face is burning because it's kind of embarrassing and he's panicking. "We're out of ramen, I should go get some at the store," he blurts out before walking away.

"What? What are you talking about?" Jungkook follows him, looking as confused as ever.

"We...," Jimin blinks at Jungkook. He can't concentrate when Jungkook's just standing there naked. He turns away and puts his shoes on. "We need ramen for lunch. I'm going, see you later," he hurries to say before leaving.

He face palms himself when hears Jungkook say "We went grocery shopping yesterday!". He doesn't look back and leaves nonetheless, feeling embarrassed and stupid.

He really needs to find better ways to escape Jungkook's advances.

~

Over the next week, Jimin finds out that subtlety isn't his strong suit.

Refusing Jungkook is a lot harder than he expected but it's mostly because he's hiding something from him. Surprises are great but they're a bitch to keep secret and Jimin is so close to say fuck it and just tell Jungkook that he got his name tattooed on his ass and that he needs to keep his greedy hands away.

The thing is that Jungkook's always been an ass man and Jimin has a great ass so it's a bad combination. So far, Jimin's done a pretty good job at avoiding sex. All he has to do is go to bed a little earlier than Jungkook and pretend like he's asleep when Jungkook joins him. Jungkook doesn't seem too phased by it except for that one comment he made about Jimin needing to slow down at work because he seems exhausted, which made Jimin's heart flutter and made him feel guilty for making Jungkook worry.

Cuddles are another story. Jimin can go without sex for two weeks just fine - perhaps not that fine since he's been jerking off in the shower every morning - but he can't go more than a day without cuddles. Jimin is a cuddler, it's a known fact and he's initiated Jungkook to it over the years which is why they're currently sprawled over each other on their couch, watching The Greatest Showman.

Jimin is lying over Jungkook's chest and their hands are tangled over Jungkook's stomach. Jungkook's free hand, however, is dipping lower and closer to Jimin's ass. Jimin hasn't been able to concentrate on the movie for the last ten minutes, awfully aware of the warmth of his boyfriend's hand.

Jimin's tattoo doesn't hurt as bad as it did on the day he got it done but the skin still itches where it's healing. He has to apply ointment on it a few times a day to keep it moisturized which is not an easy feat when he's at work and has to avoid getting caught with his ass out. He's been lucky so far.

Jimin goes into panic mode when Jungkook's fingertips brush against his lower back. Jungkook does it mindlessly, he doesn't even realize that he's touching Jimin's ass most of the time, and Jimin never pushes him away because he enjoys the feeling. Jimin clears his throat and squirms against Jungkook's side, feigning repositioning himself as he throws his leg over Jungkook's thighs.

Jungkook's hand moves higher up Jimin's back and Jimin thinks he's out of trouble. It's only a few minutes later when Jungkook's hand dips lower again. This time it doesn't stop at Jimin's lower back and instead he rests it on Jimin's tattooed cheek. Jimin grimaces but Jungkook can't see it. It's not that it hurts, it's just that it could get irritated if he touches it too much, even over his clothes.

Jimin squirms again, trying to slide Jungkook's hand up without actually using his own hands or it would be too obvious. It doesn't work at all. In fact, Jungkook looks at him with a smirk on his face.

"You okay, baby?" he asks, pressing Jimin closer to his body. Jimin swallows when he realizes that he's basically been grinding against Jungkook's side and that Jungkook got the wrong idea.

"Yeah," Jimin says, pointedly avoiding Jungkook's gaze. He takes his wrist and moves Jungkook's hand to his other asscheek, the one that's not tattooed. "Let's watch the movie."

He can feel Jungkook's smile growing in the corner of his eye. "You sure?" Jungkook asks as he squeezes Jimin's ass. Jimin wants to die because if Jungkook keeps doing this he'll get turned on.

"Mhm," Jimin hums his affirmation. He tries to focus on the TV but he can tell than Jungkook is staring at him. If he didn't have this damn tattoo he'd be climbing Jungkook like a tree right now and it pains him to think about it.

Jimin pretends like he's not phased by Jungkook's hand on his ass, even though he definitely is, especially because Jungkook is touching him in a way that obviously says he wants to get things going. Jungkook hates being ignored though so it doesn't take long before he makes his intentions more obvious.

He rolls Jimin over until he's lying on his back before draping his body over him, settling in between his legs. Jimin doesn't have time to react before he has an armful of Jungkook and wanting hands under his shirt. Jungkook catches his lips in a soft kiss and Jimin can't help but melt into the couch.

Jungkook's hands on his body gives him goosebumps and the feeling of his tongue against his bottom lip elicits a pleased sigh from him. Jimin opens his mouth and allows Jungkook to deepen the kiss. He knows he's playing with fire but he's sucker for Jungkook's kisses and no sex doesn't mean they can't make out a little.

Even though Jimin wants more he won't let this go any further than a few heated kisses. He just needs to tell Jungkook that but it's hard when he can't focus on anything else but the weight of Jungkook's body on his, and the feeling of his thumbs against his nipples. Jimin shivers underneath him, letting out a quiet moan into the kiss.

He hooks his legs around Jungkook's waist and cups the back of his neck to bring him even closer. Jimin loses himself in the languid kisses and the atmosphere of their lazy wednesday night. On any other day, he would let Jungkook make love to him on the couch but today he can't. He just can't seem to be able to break away from the kiss. Jungkook completely consumes him every time they get intimate, heart pounding in his chest and body burning with love and raw desire. He wants Jungkook bad and he can tell Jungkook feels the same way.

It's in the way he's breathing heavily already, and in the way he's touching Jimin with desperate hands, groping his hips and playing with his nipples. When Jungkook breaks the kiss to focus on his neck instead, Jimin still can't form the words he wants to say. He feels hot all over, tilting his head to the side to give Jungkook more space to work with. He can't stop a wanton moan from escaping his lips when Jungkook sucks a hickey into his collarbone.

Jimin doesn't stop Jungkook when he pushes his t-shirt up to kiss down his chest. He arches his back into the touch and grips Jungkook's wrists to ground himself somehow. Jungkook's mouth attaches itself to one of Jimin's nipples, tongue flicking the nub teasingly. Strands of Jungkook's long hair tickles Jimin's chest and Jimin can't help but bury his hand in it. He should be pulling on it to make Jungkook stop but instead he brings him closer, letting out a pleased moan when Jungkook bites on his nipple.

Jimin's brought back to reality when one of Jungkook's hand travels to his clothed cock, rubbing it to make Jimin hard.

"Stop," Jimin says, frantic hands pushing at Jungkook's shoulders, "Jungkook stop."

It only takes a few seconds for Jungkook to move away, kneeling in between Jimin's legs with a wild look in his eyes. He looks confused.

"What? What is it? Are you okay?"

Jimin drops his head on the couch and rubs his hands over his face, sighing frustratingly. He's so fucking stupid for letting it go this far and he's not even sure what to tell Jungkook right now when he can still feel the phantom feeling of his lips on his body.

"Nothing, it's, um...," Jimin clears his throat as he sits up, pushing his t-shirt back down. "I'm just not in the mood," he says and it's so obvious that it's a lie that Jungkook can't hide the hurt on his face. Jimin scratches the back of his head and looks away. "I'm sorry."

"Did I do something wrong?" Jungkook asks, voice breaking on the last word. Jimin's chest tightens uncomfortably. This is so fucking stupid. Why is he hurting Jungkook when all he wants in the first place is to surprise him? He knows, or at least hopes, that his little white lies will be worth it when he shows Jungkook his tattoo and the sex will probably be amazing considering they won't be having it for two weeks, but still, it breaks Jimin's heart to hurt Jungkook even for a little bit.

"No, baby," Jimin kneels on the couch to mimic Jungkook's position and wraps his arms around his neck. Jungkook instinctively hugs him to his chest, big doe eyes focused on every word that comes out of Jimin's mouth. "You didn't do anything wrong, okay? I'm sorry, I should have told you sooner that I don't feel like it. I just got carried away."

Jimin knows it's hard for Jungkook to process his words because in four years together, none of them has ever refused to have sex before. It's new territory for both of them and Jimin feels bad that he's putting Jungkook in this situation, especially when he's lying and he would actually love to have sex with him right now.

"It's okay," Jungkook says, expression turning into a softer one. He rubs Jimin's back comfortingly and Jimin's heart fills with pure love. "Just...," he licks his lips, "are you sure you're okay? Do you feel unwell?"

"No, I just...," Jimin shrugs, "I don't know it's hard to explain. I just don't feel like having sex tonight, I'm sorry."

"It's fine," Jungkook shakes his head, a gentle smile on his face. "Don't apologize. I should have asked if you were okay with it."

"We never do, babe," Jimin chuckles. "You don't have to. You know I'm usually always up for it."

"Yeah, but I don't like to make you uncomfortable," Jungkook mumbles, hiding his face in the crook of Jimin's neck.

"You didn't make me uncomfortable because you stopped as soon as I told you to," Jimin smiles, scratching the back of Jungkook's head. "Come on, let's cuddle and finish the movie."

"Okay," Jungkook says before leaving a gentle kiss on Jimin's cheek.

Jimin lays back down on the couch and pulls Jungkook down with him until he's laying on top of his chest. Jungkook happily does so, humming appreciatively when Jimin starts playing with his hair.

Jimin's ass hurts a little from the added weight but the pain is worth it if it means he can make Jungkook feel better.

~

Jimin can't even tell what day it is or where he is but he's hoping that he's entering the right apartment otherwise he might be breaking into some stranger's place.

Jimin is drunk. He doesn't know what time it is but it's dark outside so he's guessing that it's night time. He left Sungwoon in the cab and his friend wasn't in any better shape. Jimin stumbles as he tries to take one of his shoes off and he quickly decides that sitting down on the floor is a safer decision. It takes him longer than necessary to take his boots off and he even hits himself in the face in the process, giggling like an idiot in the quiet of his apartment.

"What are you doing?" he hears and it makes him jump, gasping dramatically. He lies down on the floor and looks up at the blurry shape of the man who had spoken. All he can make out is long hair and a big nose, but somehow he still finds him attractive. "Get up, baby."

Baby. This man must know him well.

"Help," Jimin whines, lifting his arms up. The man chuckles before grabbing Jimin's armpits and helping him up on his feet. He's so strong. Jimin turns around and stumbles against the man's chest. He has pretty eyes. Jimin kisses the tip of his nose and it makes the man smile.

"You're so drunk," the man shakes his head but he's smiling fondly. "Let's get you to bed," he says, wrapping his arms under Jimin's legs before lifting him up bridal style. Jimin yelps in surprise.

"What are you gonna do to me, sir?" he asks coyly, wrapping his arms around the man's shoulders and swinging his legs happily. Jimin's horny.

"Sir?" the man chuckles.

"You're very attractive," Jimin whispers in his ear. He blinks when they enter a room and the light makes his eyes sting.

"Thank you," the man says as he sits Jimin on a bed. It's so comfy, Jimin lies down and moans happily. "I'm not gonna do anything to you other than put you to bed, gorgeous."

Jimin whips his head up, beaming at the stranger. "You think I'm gorgeous?" He leans on his elbows and bites on his bottom lip. "What's your name?"

"Jungkook."

Jimin blinks at him, too many thoughts swirling in his drunk

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