Yoongi's Point of View

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I was already awake when Jimin started having that dream. I pretended to be asleep the whole time as he panted softly in his sleep, as he hugged me more, placing his leg on top of mine, as his erection touched my stomach. I was sweating trying to ignore it at all costs, trying not to make my poor body react. I couldn't even move my arms away from him in fear to wake him up, instead I made subtle moves trying not to touch Jimin too much, but from time to time he brushed lightly on the sensitive flesh while he moved slowly in his sleep. I hissed in a breath as his other leg pressed on my crotch area, making me choke a moan in my throat. Not so long after, he woke up shocked (i could tell by his tensed movements) as he escaped from my arms and from the bed, hurrying in the bathroom in his bedroom. I sighed in relief as soon as the door closed.

What the hell was he dreaming about?

I faced the the pillow, muffling the frustrated groan i was emitting. I tried not to think about it, I would never jack off in Jimin's house. Then I clearly heard a moan coming from the other room.

Is he..is he masturbating?

I couldn't believe something like that, but it was so damn exciting imagining him doing it himself, his tiny hand stroking his pink member, as he panted quietly with open mouth and closed eyes. I continued hearing curiously, impressing in my mind all the tiny sounds he emitted as he pleasured himself. I was really curious tough: Who was he dreaming about before?

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After he finished his business, he left the room, and I knew he went down because of the foot steps on the stairs. Something like thirteen minutes later, when I managed to calm myself as well, I went down in the kitchen, finding Jimin there too. I yawned

>>Good morning<<

He looked at me blushing cutely and avoiding my gaze

>>Morning..<<

>>Did you sleep well?<<

He was pouring some water in his glass, and at the sudden question he dropped a bit on his body, yelping because of the coldness

>>Shit, I'll go take a towel<<

I went up to take it, and then came back and handed him it, without missing the way his wet shirt stuck to his torso

>>Thank you<<

I seated back, looking at him drying his thighs as well, my eyes following his movements like magnets. The purple marks on his neck weren't covered anymore, and as I landed my eyes on them, I jumped up hurriedly from my seat, startling the poor boy

>>Ji your hike-

>>Good morning boys!<<

His mom said while entering the room. Oh shit

>>Did the two of you had enough sleep? Jimin you dropped the water!<<

>>I'm sorry..<<

Jimin curiously looked at me trying to acknowledge why was I making silly gestures to him. I cleared my voice, placing my hand on my neck and widening my eyes for him to understand. His eyes popped out of his skull as his hand flashed to his neck with a loud slap. Mrs. Park looked strangely at his son, with a questioningly expression

>>What's with your neck honey?<<

Jimin shook his head repeatedly

>>It was a..mosquito<<

I sneered looking down and covering my mouth as she shrugged, and started doing her businesses. Jimin looked at me thanking me with his eyes, as I laughed quietly.

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After we ate, we went up to his room to change ourselves. Jimin closed himself in the bathroom that time too. He never left someone see his body, not even if he had shorts or pants on. He was very conservative and bashful, that's another thing I always liked about him. As he finished he spoke

>>Are you ready?<<

>>Almost<<

He cracked the door open sliding in the room not looking at me once, giving me his back while he prepared his school bag, then unplugging his phone from the charger, unlocking it and looking through a few notifications. I tied my shoes and went to him, who was smiling at the screen. He glanced at me happily turning the object to me, it showed his conversation with a certain Kookie, whom I presumed to be Jungkook. The text said

Kookie:

Goodmorning baby ♥

Can't wait to see you

Jimin looked at me expectantly as his eyes communicated me he was super happy about this message

>>See?? Isn't he cute?<<

He giggled, looking down at the screen again

>>Yeah, but if he don't treats you with respect I'll make him regret it<<

I patted his head as he giggled more

>>He's treating me well Yoongs, don't worry<<

then he replied to the message, tough I don't know what he wrote, because I didn't want to see it. I started packing my bag too.

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As soon as I parked the car Jimin thanked me leaving it hurriedly. I saw him walking towards Jungkook as the said boy smiled at Jimin. I diverted my eyes from them. That's why I can't be a good friend. I could see Jimin was happy, but I really wished I was the one that made him smile as wide with only an early message at morning. I want him all to myself like I had him before, even If I couldn't still kiss him, I was the only one who knew him for what he was before Jungkook appeared. Jungkook can't appreciate all Jimin is, his whole person, as cute and kind.

Jimin's Point of View

As I reached Jungkook he smiled to me showing his pretty bunny smile

>>Hi baby<<

>>Morning Kookie<<

I nervously twisted my fingers one with another, expecting him to hug me, or..kiss me maybe

>>So, for that modeling thing, do we want to do it at your or at mine?<<

I confusedly looked at his face

>>You said it would be great if I became your model for drawings<<

>>Oh yeah, sure, you can come at my house. Even mom really seems to like you a lot<<

>>I noticed<<

He giggled

>>So when?<<

>>Tomorrow?<<

Jungkook nodded, then looked around as most of the people at the gate already entered the building

>>Are we gonna head inside or..?<<

I nodded quickly following him, feeling disappointed. Why do I feel a loss?

He accompanied me to my class as he was slowly memorizing them, and the bell was soon going to ring

>>I have to go baby, I'll see you later?<<

>>Yeah<<

He waved at me

>>Later Jiminie<<

I waved at him back, and as soon as his figure disappeared from the corridor my face dropped a little. Why wasn't he touching me at all?

I shook my head, that was probably just in my mind, that's probably because I felt guilty for..what that morning happened in the bathroom. That was it, absolutely.

I followed the lessons closely, because I was too distracted that days, and I had to maintain my high grades at all costs. But as the pause time approached I started feeling anxious, nervously looking at the clock every five seconds, wanting the time to flow faster. As soon as the bell rang I placed my things back in my bag taking it and waiting for Jungkook to come. However when I felt an hand touching my shoulder I looked up to see Yoongi in front of me

>>What are you doing, we have to go down in the cafeteria Ji<<

I sighed, Jungkook was late, but maybe he was already at the first floor. I got up following Yoongi, and I was right. He was in fact down there, but sitting at a table full of people, all talking and laughing loudly. As he saw me he waved towards me, signaling me to go there. I looked back at my best friend

>>Choose a table, I'll come soon<<

He nodded and I made my way to Jungkook. He smiled at me

>>This is Jimin guys!<<

The eight people all greeted me happily, and Jungkook told me their names one for one. Then I told him something, but he couldn't ear me, so I leaned closer, whispering to his ear

>>I thought..you were going to stay with me<<

He spoke me back

>>You can stay with us as well, call Yoongi there<<

I bit my lip and shook my head

>>I'll go with him<<

He nodded as if he didn't mind at all

>>Okay, then see you at lunch!<<

>>Yeah..<<

I walked to the table Yoongi choose sighing loudly as I sat there

>Isn't he going to stay with us?<<

I shook my head at his question, my hands under the table, head hanging low

>>And he said he was treating him well<<

Yoongi muttered lowly. I pretended I didn't heard anything, while I quietly unwrapped my sandwich from his envelope, eating it slowly, glancing at Jungkook every now and then, feeling jealousy making his way under my skin as she touched him, or he circled his shoulders, as they laughed all together.

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At lunch time he actually seated with us, but he was with Taehyung too, and the two of them took a seat together, and they talked a lot, not really minding us. I felt sad and ignored, as they chatted loudly. I tried to talk too, but rarely, I didn't know who they where talking about, plus, my words didn't feel wanted at all. I wondered what did I do, maybe he was mad..but it didn't seem like it

>>Jimin?<<

I snapped back as Jungkook was referring to me

>>Yeah? Sorry I was distracted<<

>>I asked you what time do I have to come?<<

>>Oh...at four?<<

>>Yep, perfect<<

And after that he haven't spoke to me all the lunch time.

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As I was listening to the lesson, I was wondering and worrying so much I finally slipped my cellphone from the front pocket of my bag, opening our chat.

You:

Kookie

Kookie:

Yes?

You:

I'm bored, why don't we talk?

Kookie:

I'd like to baby, but I'm busy right now

You know..math

I suck at it

You:

I see, it's okay 😊

Kookie:

I'm sorry 🙏🙏

I huffed closing the app and placing back in my bag the object, trying to concentrate on the explanation.

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After school ended, I waited for Jungkook at the lockers. As soon as he saw me he smiled softly

>>Jiminie<<

I smiled too

>>Hey Kookie, do you want to go out this afternoon, then we can go at dance practice later and-

He made a sorry expression

>>Baby I can't. I won't come at the gym either, i have..things to do<<

I nodded slowly, my eyes on our shoes

>>It's okay, I'll see you at school tomorrow<<

He smiled again

>>Yup<<

He patted my head and begin to leave. I followed his figure with my eyes until he was out of sight. I reached Yoongi in his car.

>>You seem off today Ji<<

I sighed

>>Jungkook, he...haven't paid any attention to me today<<

Yoongi looked at me with concern for a second, then glancing back at the road

>>Do you want to hang out today as well?<<

I shook my head, and silence fell in the car.

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The following days he treated me the same, not minding me, ignoring me and...it looked like he was avoiding me every time I tried to talk to him. I even tried to take his hand, but he moved it away with an evident excuse. But he had to come to my home, and there he couldn't avoid nor ignore me.

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I'm backkk