"Wow!" Whispered Jimin unable to even blink. Jungkook spotted him so he turned quietly mixing into the crowd. Jimin noticed many girls following him with longing gazes what boiled his blood with jealousy.

"I'm so sorry for my brother, I don't even know how he has got your address," Hoseok reached Jimin all worried. "I will go and kick him out immediately."

"What?" Asked Jimin.

"The guy who just came, you know that awkward, super awkward science nerd, who unfortunately is my younger brother. Don't worry I will get rid of him."

"You mean Jungkook?" Asked Jimin buffed.

"Of course I mean Jungkook. We're unfortunately related," Hoseok rubbed his forehead. "I don't even know how he got in here."

"I invited him," said Jimin watching all blood leaving Hoseok's face.

"Excuse me?" Hoseok blinked.

"I invited him," Jimin raised his brow passing Hoseok feeling all the butterflies raising up, his tones were dancing in his shoes.

Jin caught up to him in the corridor.

"Is it him?" He asked when Jimin nodded. "Damn Jimin, now I understand. You're more than doomed. Good luck," Jin tapped his shoulder.

"Trust me, I known," Jimin sighed.

Jungkook has really come to his party, but what now, especially as him looking like diamonds from the sky took the rests of Jimin's courage.

"He's the most handsome man alive, I will never be able to even speak to him," Jimin almost cried.

"Come on, I'm the most handsome man alive," Jin nudged his arm.

"I should really introduce you to Taehyung, you're guys pretty much the same," Jimin became frustrated looking at his grinning manager.

"Hey handsome boy, would you like a drink," a girl he remembered as the main cheerleader approached him placing her hand on his chest so Jungkook freaked out.

"Wrong address," he stuttered passing her bumping in her giggling friend.

"Why in such a hurry handsome, we're nice," the second girl winked.

Jungkook became hot and cold, it was Yoongi's most stupid idea to force him to come here. Definitely, even more to buy him that fancy suit which made him look like some playboy, he definitely wasn't.

Jungkook passed the second girl finding his way through the guests. He needed a quiet spot where he could call Yoongi then ask him to pick him up immediately. The corridor was long and Jungkook was glancing into different rooms cautiously but most were taken by giggling couples. There was a lit up bedroom he opened at the end of the corridor completely empty, Jungkook's hear beating rapidly when he closed the door, the silence surrounding him like a veil. The room smelled like the inside of the helmet bringing his insides upside down, raising all hair on his body. There was Jimin's hoodie thrown over an armchair. The song book he has seen on so many tour videos resting on bedside table, a paper with an unfinished drawing on the desk. Jungkook throat was so tight it was difficult to breath. Has he really stepped into Jimin's bedroom.

I need to get out of here, thought Jungkook desperately but the door cracked so he grabbed the handle of the other door stepping into a spacious wardrobe. It was definitely Jimin's as he could recognize most of the clothing here, his heart pounding so madly yet his hand reacted against his will caressing over the fabric of Jimin's shirt.

The scent of his crush so significant in that room Jungkook could go crazy sitting down on the carpet trying to remember each tiny detail of this place as it has definitely been a once in a lifetime opportunity.

There wasn't anyone coming so Jungkook took his jacket off as he was so hot it was unbearable. His phone fell out of the pocket so he took it clicking the playlist finding Filter then pressing it. Jimin's soft voice filled the space around him, so Jungkook closed his eyes singing quietly to each word of the song, getting lost in the melody, in Jimin's scent, the closeness of his clothes surrounding him like magic. Jungkook was so deeply lost in Jimin's world, he has fallen into his own virtual reality, one that never needed technology, just his beating heart.

The melody was flowing, Jungkook singing louder moving his hands to the song until he collided with a shoe box flipping it over, what woke him up from this dream. He looked up to spot the wardrobe door has been widely opened and there was Jimin leaning against the frame watching him with a warm smile.

Jungkook freaked out jumping up looking for his phone and jacket but the room door banged.

"Jimin, um... haven't you seen my brother?" Jungkook's body tensed at Hoseok's voice.

"No I didn't and leave my room," said Jimin his face changing to completely cold one.

"Sorry," Hoseok must have closed the door as a silence fell.

Jungkook's heart was almost leaving his chest from beating as he had no idea what to tell or to do.

"I... will go," he stuttered getting up walking towards the door when Jimin's eyes fell on him.

"Why are you in such a hurry," Jimin was scanning his face and body up and down licking his pulp lips.

Jungkook forgot how to breath or think. He felt burning fingertips caressing down his face, so he gasped loudly.

Jimin's beautiful face was suddenly so close he couldn't grasp that odd perspective, a second later insanely soft lips laid on his taking away the rests of reality.

It was his first kiss and he was here cornered to the wardrobe door by the man of his dreams, a heavenly warmth spreading along his body when Jimin parted his lips swiftly filling his mouth with glowing lava and destruction. Jungkook's trembling hands tangling into this soft hair. Was it reality or a dream, as it couldn't be real, Jimin kissing him, yet here he was in an unconscious state, his lips licked and messed up deeply and he was answering in that unskilled hungry way making half of Jimin's face wet. The kisses deepening, Jimin's tongue so good he could come just by that touch. Jimin's small palms tracing over his chest feeling the lines of his abs through the thin fabric of his shirt, sending him over an edge. Soft moans escaping their lips while they couldn't stop touching shyly, getting completely lost in that mysterious movement of their tangled tongues and melted lips. Jimin's so huge and warm, bending so nicely into his, as if fitting perfectly.

"Jimin... ah!"

The door banged and both jumped from each other panting madly.

Thank you so much for your love and sorry for posting the chapter late. I hope you enjoyed it though. What do you think about Jimin catching Jungkook fanboying in his wardrobe and the kiss? What will happen now?

Much <3