“wow, you’re really strong..”
Jimin said in awe, as he gently caressed Jungkook's biceps. The younger man chuckled, forgetting the bubbling stew pot for a second. Jimin was standing behind him, hot breath hitting his skin and making him shiver a little. The older seemed stunned by his defined body and muscles, blindly tracing the edge of his stomach with his fingertips. Jungkook tried to ignore the tickling feeling that stirred his stomach as he gently grabbed the wooden spoon that laid among the mess of kitchen utensils on the countertop, dipping it in the pot and stirring it for a moment, then collecting some of the soup on the spoon and bringing it to his mouth, blowing on it before tasting it.Â
Jungkook hummed, trying his best to focus the attention on the boiling hot dish cooking in front of him. Jimin noses around the back of his neck, finding loose traces of his cologne and leaving a small and wet kiss there. He was clearly still intoxicated after their night out with friends, he seemed relaxed, and knowing that kind of made Jungkook feel relieved. He knew the older had a tendency of overworking himself and sometimes it was just nice for him to go out and ease out some stress.Â
It was about 1 A.M when Jimin said he was hungry and Jungkook decided to cook them some Yukgaejang using some leftover beef they had in the fridge. The spicy soup and the chilly night would blend well together. Their apartment was now enraptured in a cloud of spices, that was slowly making its way outside the window and into Seoul's air.
It was a comfortable atmosphere. They could see the buildings and cars slowly give in to sleep, the usual graveyard shifts starting. The moon was hiding behind a dark swarm of clouds that night, according to their phones the air quality was excellent, which meant being able to open the windows and let some air freshen up the place.
"You smell good." Jimin murmured, embracing the taller from behind and resting his face against his shoulder blades.Â
"Hey," Jungkook started "I'm trying to cook here, you're distracting me." He joked, hoping his slightly tipsy boyfriend would understand his playful tone.Â
"But i want attention!" The older cried, pushing away from him. Jungkook could feel him crossing his arms and stomping his foot behind him. He rolled his eyes, even though he thought the reaction quite endearing. He took a look at the soup, lowering the flame, finally turning to check on his needy boyfriend, who was standing with a pout that could be seen from miles away.Â
"You're so annoying..." The younger one said in a low voice, almost a whisper. He grabbed Jimin's hips with both hands, impulsioning him up to sit on the tall stool by the kitchen island. Once sat, Jimin interlaced his legs with Jungkook's lower body, bringing him closer and leaning in to steal a quick peck from him. He smiled, clearly satisfied with his endeavor. His cheeks were still flushed due to the exaggerated amount of soju he consumed that night, and that made him look even more beautiful. Â
"But you love it." Jimin stated, smiling as he slightly tilted his head, looking up at his boyfriend through his lashes. Jungkook grinned, moving his hands up his waist and under his oversized shirt, placing his fingers on the curve of his spine and feeling the younger softly arching his back, moving closer to himself.Â
"I kind of do," He whispered back, nosing his right cheek and softly kissing his jaw, tracing a way from there to his lips, kissing him softly and smiling right after doing it. "Sometimes you're a pain in the ass but most of the time you're pretty ok." He says, moving back to see his reaction and finding it slightly entertaining when the older displays a mortified look that is quickly replaced with entertainment of his own.
"What the hell. Whatever." Jimin says as he giggles, throwing his arms around his neck and placing his hands on the younger's head, patting it slightly. "I love you." He says with a smile, making Jungkook smile brightly as well.
"You're just saying that because you're drunk." He challenges, moving his hand to place it on his cheek and caress it. "But i'll take it. I love you too." He finishes, kissing him with more vigor.Â
And there they stay. The bubbling pot completely forgotten as their hands caress each other's bodies and their breaths mingle. At some point, their mouths separate as they gasp for air but their bodies never separate from one another, as if physical contact was imperative for their well beings in that moment. The mood in the room takes a sharp turn as both feel the arousal in the air, unsure wether to indulge their urgent needs or stop and take a breather.
Jimin makes the decision for them, hopping off the stool and grabbing Jungkook by the hands, pulling him in the direction of their bedroom.
"Wait!" Jungkook exclaims, feeling a little love drunk as he gently escapes Jimin's grip and stumbles toward the stove, turning off the flame and clumsily searching for a lid to place on top of the pot. Jimin giggles when he makes his way back, pulling him into his embrace by his thighs and swiftly heading towards the bedroom.
It was going to be a long night.
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