29. Only love counts

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The first gray light of raising dawn was filling the garage, closer to the morning it was becoming really chilly, but Jungkook's body was so nicely warm. What have they only done last night, Jimin's whole skin tingling at the memories, the place between his butts rather painful as it has been ages since he had been so close to anyone, some rushed hook ups at after show parties or in hotels on tour, there weren't very many of those encounters though as Jimin wasn't allowing just anyone to go all the way. Now it felt different though, to lay here in Jungkook's arms, those butterflies sparky and Jimin was sure by now he was totally, hopelessly in love with that soft fanboy. What has started out as some immediate crush and an innocent kiss against his wardrobe door had lead him here, to being so vulnerable and exposed in front of love. Last night they couldn't stop to please each other. How will I live now, how will I sleep without you, Jimin sighed leaning in to peck Kookie's a bit swollen lips. Jungkook mumbled something in his dreams closing him even deeper into his embrace.

"Koo, I need to go," Jimin sighed as the last thing he wanted was to leave from here, but his phone had buzzed that Jin was waiting in front of the gate, as he had texted his manager asking him to pick him up. He definitely didn't want to meet Jungkook's parents in the morning.
So hard it was, Jimin slowly lifted Jungkook's arm slipping off the couch, the boy immediately searched for him. Jungkook was cute, so romantic and affectionate, a little bit possessive over him, but Jimin enjoyed the attention fully and damn, unskilled he was Jungkook was a fierce lover. Ones he gets comfortable with sex... Jimin's whole face was burning at the perspective while he was dressing up quickly to still the fire.

"Keep warm," he whispered putting the hoodie on, finding the rubber band to tie his hair up into a messy bun.

Jungkook was still sleeping soundly when he tiptoes to the couch to wrap him up more into the blanket then lean in and glue to those delicious lips one more time.

The garage door squealed when he pushed it open a minute later, the chilly morning air falling inside so Jimin was double careful to close it firmly. First sun rays were picturing over the garden, he was crossing smoothly, but there was someone in the house. Jungkook's mum was sitting in the kitchen staring out of the window. Jimin lowered his head pretending he has never noticed her running to the gate to pull it open and slip out on he street. Did she know that he was way more than a friend to her youngest son?

"Looks like someone has had some action?" Jin's grinning face welcomed him when he jumped on the passenger's seat.

"So?" Jimin shrugged.

"Still a virgin?" Jin raised his brow.

"Not anymore," Jimin blushed horribly.

"So only Jungkook counts," his manager winked. "Trust me I get it, I had dated before Namjoon, but only he counts."

Jimin bit his lip although Jin's words were causing crazy butterflies in his insides.

"Ah..." he sighed loudly resting his head against the seat.

"What? Is he good?" Jin was still amused.

"Great," Jimin was all over drowning into the memories of last night.

"I mean, congrats. You have finally been laid down by your crush."

"Stop! Just stop! Drive," Jimin laughed, Jin was impossible as always, but he was sitting there grinning to his thoughts burning to see his Kookie again.




"Jimin?" The sun must have been high already when Jungkook opened his eyes to see the odd perspective of the garage roof, the duvet he was resting in so messy, carrying the heavy smell of their night.

"Jimin?" Jungkook sat up to find out he was all alone here, Jimin's clothes gone from the floor, what brought a cold shiver to his skin.

Has Jimin run, because it has been so bad? For sure, Jungkook sighed trying his best to not to break out into tears.

There was a knock on the garage door so Jungkook pulled the duvet over himself.

"Are you getting up today or spending all day in bed?" He heard a raised voice.

"Mum! I need to dress up! Don't come in!" Jungkook's heart began to race as she couldn't burst in here now and see him in that state. What if Jimin has left some hickeys?

I'm doomed, Jungkook rubbed his face getting up to quickly roll the bedding in, he needed to use the washing machine in the basement to cover all traces of what he has done, the state his body and mind were in so strange.

Why has Jimin left, he was wondering stumbling to the shower to wash it all off himself trying to surpass those coming back images. Had they really had sex, and not once, three times. Still, that physical memory of Jimin's skin, touch and taste couldn't leave, even after the shower, Jungkook was so messed up he wasn't even sure how he will be able to face mum or anyone, when he hid the bedding in a chest with tools. Maybe Yoongi could help him to smuggle it to the house unnoticed later.

The lawn still wet from yesterday's rain, but Jungkook never cared less to check the gutter generator, putting the gloves on before entering the house to bump into Hobi, who sent him a mean grin.

"How have you been sleeping little brother?"

Thank you so much for all your love, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and Jikook's morning? Have their night been unnoticed? How will the day continue for them?

Also tomorrow I will be starting a new book, today I'm counting your votes for the new story, so I will give you all info tomorrow. Stay tuned ๐Ÿ’œ

Much <3


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