"Kookie," Jimin's hand slid up the taller's neck, fingers slipping into his hair, "You're sweating," he giggled.

"Sorry, but it's hot in here," Kook closed his eyes and pushed in once again.

"S'fine," Jimin let out a small grunt, and the younger groaned.

Jung's cheeks flushed and Jimin's giggle caused it to spread up to his ears.

"It's nice, Jungkook," the older smiled to himself, "Are you getting tired, yet?"

"Little."

"I can ride you now, if you want."

"You sure?"

"Of course," the smaller paused, swallowing down a moan.

"Okay," Jungkook nodded, opening his eyes as Jimin dropped his hand to his belly.

"Just pull out. Don't be fancy; it's only your second time," Jimin smiled sweetly.

The taller nodded and sat back on his knees, pushing the other's legs farther apart as he slid out.

Jimin took a second to admire Jungkook before he sat up and quickly kissed the younger. They parted and Jimin pushed himself to the side to let Jungkook lay down.

He didn't try to make himself look sexier as he threw his leg over Jungkook's waist. Then he leaned down and pressed another kiss to Jungkook's lips.

"Don't laugh at my toes," the smaller mumbled before he positioned himself over the younger, basically crouching on his tip toes.

"Your toes are adorable. Besides, your socks are still on," Kook smiled and let his hand slide up from Jimin's ankle to his thigh.

"You said they were cute," the older pouted, positioning Jungkook's tip at his entrance.

"They are," Jungkook smiled and pushed his hand over to grab the older's length.

"Ah, fuck," Jimin inhaled through his teeth as Jungkook slipped back inside, "Gosh," he giggled, sinking down as far as he could.

The older pushed his hair back, then leaned back, his hands resting on the other's thighs.

Jungkook moved his hands back to Jimin's thighs and squeezed, "So thick."

"It's cause I'm fat."

"No, it's just...pretty."

Jimin giggled then started moving, biting his lip to contain his sounds. He's not sure if Jungkook knew, but someone came home almost ten minutes ago. He wasn't going to say anything- one, because he was hoping it was Jin, but mostly because he didn't want to embarrass his boyfriend.

"I'm getting cold," Jimin whined, reaching back and grabbing the bed sheets. He pulled them back up the bed, moving to sit on his knees before he wrapped the sheets around his waist.

Jungkook's hands landed on his hips and he smiled, "You look pretty."

The older pouted and leaned down. "Shush," he pushed his hand into Jungkook's hair, making the taller blush as his eyes fell closed.

Jimin giggled and started to grind his hips, pulling a small hum from his lover.

"Jimin, I'm...I-"

"Okay," the older smiled, using his free hand to push against Jungkook's chest and lift his hips, "Do you wanna stay inside or do you wanna see it outside?"

"Wh-What do you want?"

"It turns me on when you act all caring," Jimin giggled, "And I want you to stay inside, if that's okay with you."

"Yeah," the taller nodded, biting his lip.

Jimin pulled his hand from the other's hair and brought it back to grab Jungkook's hand, bringing his boyfriend's fingers to his lips.

A few seconds passed, then Jungkook's grip tightened on the smaller's thumb, his eyes squeezed shut, and he let out a breathy moan.

Jimin slowed to a stop, watching in awe as Jungkook came undone. He especially liked how red the taller's chest became.

Once he'd calmed down, Jungkook lightly stroked Jimin's hip with his thumb, appreciating the softness of his skin.

"Feel good?" Jimin swept his hand over the other's sweaty forehead.

"Really good," Kook nodded.

Jimin giggled and moved to pull off, but Jungkook stopped him, "Sorry I came so fast."

"It's fine," Jimin smiled and relaxed his muscles, "My main goal was to get you off, so I succeeded."

"How do you say these things so easily?" The younger pouted.

Jimin shrugged then leaned down, laying on top of Jungkook completely before he placed a small kiss on the taller's chin, "It's always been easy to talk to you. I'm normally shy...compliant. I guess I want you too bad to be a wuss about it, though."

The younger brought his arms up, wrapping them around Jimin's back and lightly drawing lines on his skin, "You're soft...in the good way."

Jimin giggled, only a bit upset that Jungkook seemed to blow off his previous confession. Then he moved forward, raising his hips a little, until Jungkook's length slid out.

He fell to Jungkook's side, closing his eyes.

Jungkook sat up and disposed of his condom, then laid down facing Jimin.
"Jiminie?" He quietly spoke.

"Yeah baby?" Jimin opened his eyes and moved his hand up to Jung's hair.

"Um...you make me act different too."

Jimin smiled and pushed himself up so he could kiss the other.

"Jimin?"

"Yeah?"

"Did it not feel good for you?"

"It did."

"Oh," Jungkook pulled the sheets and blankets over them, then trailed his hand down to Jimin's length.

"Kookie, no. I'll get cum on the sheets," Jimin grabbed his wrist, but he still managed to wrap his fingers around the older.

"I know," Kook leaned over and pressed a kiss to the spot behind Jimin's ear that made him feel fuzzy, "I want it there."

"Kookie," Jimin's grip loosened and the younger started stroking him.

Jungkook slid his right arm under the smaller's shoulders, pulling him closer as he buried his nose in Jimin's neck.

Jimin let out a small whine and his thighs tensed, the idea of staining his boyfriend's sheets causing him to close his eyes.

"Is this okay? Does it feel good?" Jung asked shyly.

"Yeah, baby," Jimin nodded, "Feels really good."

The younger abandoned his actions in favor of sliding his left hand over Jimin's balls and squeezing lightly.

"Kook!" The older choked out as his head fell back.

Jungkook took that opportunity to sink his teeth into Jimin's neck. The pretty color of his skin really was taunting and the thought of a bruise, no matter the size, set his heart aflame. He'd never given anyone a hickey.

"Kookie!" Jimin gasped, his hand coming up to the other's cheek, "I'm gonna cum."

Jung let out an acknowledging hum, but didn't stop anything. He went back to stroking Jimin, after a few seconds- when the realization set in.

Less than thirty seconds later, Jimin let out a small noise, almost like a cat mewing. His body shuddered against Jungkook's chest and the taller pulled his lips off his boyfriend's neck.

Once Jimin had caught his breath, and Kook had stopped stroking him, the older moved to his side. He snuggled himself against Kook's chest and threw his leg over the other's waist.

"Hyung?"

"Someone came home earlier. Sorry I didn't say anything. Sorry if you get in trouble."

"It's fine," Jung wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, "I don't mind getting yelled at if it's over you."

"You should," Jimin sighed, pressing a kiss to Jungkook's tattoo, "but I'm kinda happy that you don't."

"I like you," Jung smiled, feeling like a second grader all over again, "Like-like you."

Jimin weakly laughed and closed his eyes, "I like-like you too."

"Cool," the taller smiled to himself, blushing a bit as he held Jimin tighter.

"I'm sleepy Kookie," Jimin rubbed his eye, "Let's talk when we wake up, okay?"

"Okay," Jung kissed the other's forehead, not mentioning how he was too happy to even think about sleep. But he could watch Jimin. He had no problem with that.

The older had fallen asleep during one of their Skype calls one night and Jungkook watched him until Jimin's phone died.

He liked the way Jimin's lips poked out a little, and how his nose flared from time to time. It was cute. And his eyelashes looked so pretty against his cheekbones.

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Jungkook woke up to the quiet sound of his record player. A slow song was playing to accompany the sounds of buttons being pushed furiously.

He opened his eyes and found Jimin propped up against the headboard of the bed, Xbox controller in his hands.

He watched for a bit, taking in how Jimin bit his lip and shook his head, indicating that things on screen weren't playing in his favor.

The song in the background came to the front as he recognized Paper Hearts. So Jimin had found that one.

He smiled then moved to sit up, immediately pressing a kiss to Jimin's cheek before he looked to the screen.

"Didn't wake you up, did I?" Jimin glanced at him, not wanting the zombies to get him on screen.

"No," Jung pulled the older into his lap, his eyes catching the closed door across the room, "You wanna shower after you die?"

"What if I don't die?"

"What's your secondary?" Kook asked.

"Rifle."

"You need a shotgun for this round. You're gonna die."

Jimin pouted, continuing to play. As Jung said, he died not even three minutes later.

"Aw c'mon. I can never do this by myself and when I play with Tae, he gets all the good stuff and I still die."

"It's all about your attack patterns and where you go. If you don't attack enough when you have the chance and then back yourself into a corner, don't expect to win."

"But the fast ones are scary," Jimin pouted, tossing the controller down the bed.

"They can't get you in real life, baby," Jungkook smiled and ran his fingers through the older's fluffy, messy hair, "C'mon, I should clean you up."

Jimin whined, reaching to the nightstand and grabbing the tv remote. He turned it off and slid out of bed, followed by Jungkook who helped him put his boxers on.

The older turned off his boyfriend's console then waited for him as Jungkook got a set of clothes for both of them.

"Your pants will be too long, Kookie," Jimin whined.

"I know," the taller kissed his forehead as they walked down the hall to the bathroom, "I think you'll look so adorable when you fall on your face."

"Kookie!" Jimin slapped Jung's arm then crossed his own across his chest.

"It's just the truth," the younger defended, "At least I didn't lie and say you were tall."

Jimin glared at him as they reached the bathroom, causing Jung to pause.
"What?"

"Do you want to keep your boyfriend?"

"Yes," Jungkook laughed out.

Jimin grumbled, expecting the other to say no, but only mean it playfully. Jimin had the perfect act played out in his head, but Jungkook's answer threw it all away.

"I like-like you, hyung," the taller smiled and blushed, ushering Jimin into the bathroom.

"Like-like you too," Jimin muttered, a smile defying him as it appeared.