*Smut Allert*

Autor's POV

26th December, Wednesday

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Jimin raised his whrist to check the time, 9.55 am at the bus stop. He controlled if his look was okay, and if the gift he bought expecially for Jungkook had ruined while walking. He made sure he had brought his money with him, and that his breath didn't smell strange. Then he heard his boyfriend's voice calling his name from afar, and he turned around. Jungkook was running towards him with open arms, and Jimin didn't need to be told twice, he started dashing towards his lover too, waiting for his arms to wrap around him. 

But obviously all that was too clichè, and Jimin had to slip on the snow, and end face down on the ground.

Jungkook speeded towards him

>>Jimin! are you okay??<<

He worriedly asked, offering to the poor guy on the ground his hand, to help him up, the latter's face red due to the cold and the idiotic show he had made out.

>>Yes, I'm pretty okay physically. But my pride has just been destroyed<<

Jungkook snickered while swiping away the snow from Jimin's hat and scarf

>>Your pride never existed baby<<

>>The next time remind me not to come at you for support<<

He said glaring at the taller one, who instead laughed some more

>>I will. But first let me greet my boyfriend. I can't find him, do you see him?<<

Jungkook opened his arms, and Jimin jumped up, wrapping his own around the younger's neck, nuzzling his nose on his cheek

>>Oh, here he is. Hi Jimin<<

>>Hi Jungkook<<

He murmured all giggles and smiles, placing kisses all over Jungkook's face. He suddenly remembered of his gift for the other, so he detached his face from the other's, smiling as bright as the summer sun

>>I got you a gift!<<

>>Me too<<

Jungkook placed Jimin down on his own feet. Jimin handed him a bag, the wrapped present inside, while Jungkook made the same with his own. The bus arrived, so they ran inside, choosing two seats, one beside the other, and finally unwrapping their gifts. Jungkook recieved a big, cozy looking white and black striped scarf that looked exactly like something Jimin would buy

>>Do you like it?<<

Asked Jimin, anxious that Jungkook maybe didn't appreciate the present

>>I love it, it's so fluffy, thanks prince<<

Jimin bashfully lowered his head, fiddling with the hem of his coat

>>Open yours! Open it!<<

Jimin went directly with his hand in the bag, lifting something soft at the touch, mostly like fabric, out of the bag. He gave a quick glance, and then threw it back in the bag, turning to Jungkook, who had a smile that started from one ear and ended to the other

>>You didn't<<

>>Yes I did<<

Jimin squealed, looking again at the blue Yuri on Ice sweater, while Jungkook wrapped his present around his neck

>>I will wear this at my funeral. I want to be buried with this on. Oh my God, I'm hyperventilating<<

>>Don't overreact, it's just a sweather<<

>>No, no Jungkook. This isn't a sweather. This is THE SWEATER<<

He carefully put back the article in his bag, shifting his head to the side

>>Thank you Kookie<<

>>You're wel-cum<<

Jimin slapped his arm jokingly at the silly remark.

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>>I had a feeling we would end up having breakfast here<<

Jimin said while pushing open the door of the House of Coffee, the bells doing their usual cingling sounds, cinnamon smell filling their nostrils as they took place at the usual spot. This time in the shop where a small group of three people, chatting by themselves, and a Dad with supposedly his little daughter. Jungkook looked in awe at the last couple, the man fondly looking at his child, feeding her forks of chocolate and strawberries cake. Jimin ordered a glass of ananas juice and a slice of lemon merigue tart, while for himself Jungkook went for a black coffee and some hazelnut lady's kisses sandwich biscuits

>>Why would you take your coffee black? It tastes so bitter..<<

Jimin asked eyeing the steaming cup that Jungkook was bringing to his lips. He gulped down some of the strong-tasting coffee, and replied

>>I take it black to match the color of my soul<<

He said it whit a face so straight that Jimin, at first, was taking him seriously

>>Yah! I was asking for real!<<

Jungkook gave him a side grin, placing down his cup

>>Because I don't really enjoy things too sweet<<

>>Heresy!<<

Jimin looked horrified at Jungkook's comment

>>Sugar, vanilla, sugar, cinnamon and sugar are the things my body is mostly made of!<<

>>Oh then you're the exception to the rule in my case<<

>>I think I'm going to find a boyfriend who can appreciate sweets with me. Adios Kookie. Look what contraddiction, even your name says Kookie<<

Jungkook sneered, munching on one of his biscuits

>>Yeah, whatever. While I almost finished, your breakfast is still untouched<<

Jimin pouted taking his fork, deepening it in the slice of cake, the meringues softly breaking at the cutlery touch, bringing then the bite to his mouth. Jimin seemed pleased with the taste, almost mesmerized, and it took nothing for him to finish the dish, chugging down sips of juice once in a while.

>>That's for sure that now I know why you feel so soft even though you dance so much<<

>>...I'm fat?<<

Jimin mumbled feeling insulted

>>I didn't say that. I said you're soft, that's different. And I also love it<<

Jimin pursed his lips, trying to understand if that could be defined as a compliment or no, but then opted not to think about it anymore.

>>I forgot to ask, how did your dinner go?<<

Jungkook found himself holding his breath for a fraction of second, then letting out a trembling breath, and forcing a smile

>>I can say it went pretty smoothly<<

Jimin blinked his eyes twice, his face questioning

>>Why are you smiling so awkwardly Kookie?<<

>>What do you mean?<<

Jimin didn't answer, instead he kept looking at his boyfirend, silently for quite a bit, remembering what Jungkook had once said to him, about his parents not caring about his doings

>>..Did something happen?<<

He asked quietly, observing the younger reaction, a sigh escaping his lips

>>I would prefer not to talk about it today, since is all going so well. Don't want to ruin the mood, okay?<<

He replied scratching the back of his neck. Jimin was still concerned, but didn't ask further, deciding it would be better ask another day, or maybe later that evening. Eventually he decided to ask him another day

>>Okay then..<<

The conversation was followed by an awkward silence, at which neither of the two was used, making it feel even more strange. Jimin thought that it was the perfect moment to give the rest of his present to Jungkook, since they were doing nothing

>>Kookie?<<

>>Mh?<<

Jimin smiled, already up from his seat, holding out his hand for Jungkook to take

>>Are we already leaving?<<

The younger asked frowning, Jimin shook is head, and since Jungkook wasn't doing it, he simply took his hand, dragging him towards the bathroom. He pushed his boyfirend inside, and locked the door at his back. Say that jungkook was confused was an underestimation

>>What are we doing in here?<<

Jimin turned around with a mischievous smirk

>>I have another gift for you<<

Jungkook knew too damn good that smirk, the dash to the bathrooms everytime there was to do something quick. When the heck did Jimin start sporting that smirk?

>>Are you serious right now??<<

What about all my efforts not to do him for two entire weeks?? But he's the one starting it..I'm not doing anything. 

Jungkook bit his lip, but quickly made up his mind, rather harshly pushing Jimin on to the wall, an hand cupping his jawline and the side of his neck, while the other side was being peppered with hungry kisses

>>K-Kookie, we have to be quick<<

Jungkook nodded, but still continued his task for another five seconds, then he released the smaller one's face, who dropped on his knees, his fingers travelling up from Jungkook's thighs to the waistband of his jeans, unbuttoning the belt

>>Fuck. Fuck<<

Jungkook kept repeating, while Jimin tried his best to do as fast as possible, he lowered the other's underwear just enough for his dick to come out, without even lowering his pants, so he could dress up speedily. Jimin stroke it with his hands, preparing him for wat was going to come. When he thought Jungkook was ready he opened his mouth, his hands holding onto Jungkook's steely-like pelvis, waiting for Jungkook to slid in. Jungkook pushed forward slowly, closing his eyes at the sensation of Jimin's tongue around his member, the muscles around his v line tensing. Jungkook licked his lips at the sight of Jimin sucking on his cock. It was always an awfully beautiful sight how his mouth stretched  around the erection, and how it almost took the shape of an heart while bringing back to the head, how he would softly leave kisses on the lenght when he pulled out to breathe. His mouth felt amazing. Jimin tried his best to go deeper each time, trying to control his gag reflex, and to pleasure Jungkook as much as he could, loving hearing his low, guttural moans, and how he tried to keep them quiet, eventhough he wasn't loud. Jimin liked how his skin burned, and his mucles flexed, how Jungkook looked at him with hooded, dark and lustful eyes. Jungkook's hand were trembling when he cupped Jimin's cheeks, pulling out, and sliding the head across those heavenly lips, and then pushing in again, guiding Jimin's head down his erection, he moaned at the gesture, goosebumps appearing over his skin at the sensation sent from the vibrations of his voice. He was near to reaching his climax point, and quickly warned Jimin, but he didn't seem likely to pull away

>>Jimin..I'm gonna cum<<

He repeated a second time, but he didn't care. Jungkook bursted in his mouth, feeling the orgasm dashing out of his body. Jimin pulled away, a this string of cum still connecting his lips to Jungkook's softening member. His cheeks were a little bit puffed out, with a concerned expression in his eyes. He remained in his kneeling position, while Jungkook zipped back his pants

>>Aren't you going to spit it?<<

Jimin looked at him with his pursed lips, so he helped him up, and guided him to the sink, but he didn't spit it.

>>Come on, spit it!<<

 After a while, much to Jungkook's surprise, Jimin gulped it down

>>It's salty..<<

he mumbled afterwards, turning with a little smile on his lips

>>T-They did it in the video too<<

He justified himself

>>You didn't have to swallow!<<

It came spontaneous for Jungkook to laugh at the situation

>>When I suggested you to watch porn, I didn't mean to do exactly what they do!  Haha you're amazing my prince<<

Jimin was pleasured to see his boyfriend laugh this genuinely after the small conversation out the toilet. Suddenly a knock startled both of them

>>Is it occupied?<<

>>We-we're leaving!<<

Jimin replied back. Jungkook walked them to the door with Jimin's hand in his, while the brunette tried to hide as much as he could behind his boyfriend's broad shoulders while leaving the room. They paid, obviously Jungkook wanted to treat Jimin each time, but Jimin didn't like the idea at all, so he insisted to at least split, and so they did, afterwards leaving the place. Out in the cold winter wind the nuzzled their noses in their own scarfs, walking away.

>>My Jimin becomes naughtier and naughtier each time! He even started watching porn!<<

>>I did it because you told me to!<<

>>I suggested you, no one obliged you. Your choice<<

Jungkook stated wiggling his eyebrows. Jimin crossed his arms over his chest, sporing his most angry expression, with the result of a cute mad-pout, since an angry Jimin is an even cuter Jimin

>>I'm not naughty<<

>>The last time, if I remember well, I wasn't the one wearing pink lace<<

Jungkook continued, entertained by Jimin's funny reactions

>>But you suggested that! Yah! I'm your hyung, you should respect me!<<

Jimin exlaimed hitting the other repeatedly, making Jungkook giggle even more

>>Don't laugh at me! Jungkook I swear-

Jungkook pressed both the palms of his hands on Jimin's mouth

>>Sh sh sh, enough grumbling<<

He whispered trying not to sneer, kissing Jimin's cheek, the latter quitting his doings at the gesture, blushing at the sight of other people staring

>>Oh, by the way,I forgot to ask how your celebration went yesterday?<<

>>Oh it was good, a bit loud, my little cousin wouldn't stop crying<<

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*drinks holy water* MAH CUTE NAUGHTY SMALL BEAN

i'LL CALL THE COPS