Jeon Jungkook is the star player of his university’s soccer team, with more goals scored than years he’s been alive. Park Jimin is the only male flyer in the entire competition, known to attract both male and female looks whenever he’s in the field. The catch? They’re rivals and Jimin is not about to throw away his team pride for a pair of strong arms (not to mention that the owner of said arms is a grade A asshole). (24/26)
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Jimin looked around as he went back to Jungkook’s exhibition, lost in thought and wondering if he had made the right decision going there. Yoongi had told him a number of times that Jungkook hadn’t been the same since that fateful night, and that he regretted the things he had said then; Jimin didn’t believe him at first and only changed his mind when Junghyun asked to meet and talk, but he still had his doubts about their situation. He stood right in front of his favorite photo being displayed and smiled slightly, thinking of the day they shot it as he slowly made up his mind.
“Jimin?” He turned around at his name being called and felt the air leave his lungs when he saw Jungkook standing right in front of him, beautiful as always even if a bit tired.
“Hi.” Jimin croaked out, suddenly nervous.
“Hi.” Jungkook repeated it and they just stood there, too much distance and too many unresolved problems between them.
“I, um...” Jimin started, gaze darting around to avoid meeting Jungkook’s eyes. “You changed it, the exhibition.”
“Y-yeah, I...” Jungkook took a step closer to look at where Jimin’s attention was and stand beside him. “I thought it would match better like this.”
“Match with what?” Jimin asked, still staring ahead of them.
“What I feel.” Jungkook answered right away and Jimin felt his heart skip a beat.
“I like this one more.” He said after a moment and glanced to his side just in time to see Jungkook smiling.
“Me too.” The younger said and then silence overtook them. It felt awkward, with both wanting to say something and fix things but not knowing where to start. “Jimin...” Jungkook decided to be brave and get it over with, but Jimin interrupted him.
“That was a fun day, wasn’t it?” He said just to avoid the subject, pointing at the photos, and Jungkook sighed before taking his hand and pulling him closer so they were facing each other.
“I’m sorry.” Jungkook looked right into Jimin’s eyes as he said it and the older could see just how sincere he was.
“It’s okay.” Jimin whispered, not trusting his voice to work properly.
“It’s not.” Jungkook shook his head and frowned. “I shouldn’t have said what I said; you were always so much more than that.”
“It’s not, but...” Jimin took a deep breath and squeezed Jungkook’s hand slightly. “I think it’s time we get over it.”
“Why did you come?” Jungkook asked after a while just staring at their linked hands.
“Did you not want me to?” Jungkook only shot him a pointed look and Jimin sighed. “Your brother talked to me.”
“What?”
“He asked to meet and he told me everything about your father... your mother, too, I’m so sorry about that, Kook.” Their eyes met again and Jimin recognized the pain in Jungkook’s orbs before a flash of anger crossed them.
“I don’t want you to talk to me again if it’s out of pity.” Jungkook tried pulling away but Jimin held on to him.
“It’s not that, I promise. I always knew you were more than what you showed everyone else... talking to Junghyun made me understand why you did that- well, not completely, my parents are dead so I wouldn’t know but... he made me see things I couldn’t see before.”
That seemed to convince Jungkook because he nodded and asked, “Oh... and now what?”
“I’m ready to give us a second chance.” Jimin said, and the words made his heart beat faster as they left his mouth.
“Are you serious?” He looked genuinely surprised, as if he expected Jimin to say anything but that.
“Of course.” Jimin smiled and took a step closer. “I missed you.” He stood on his toes and wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s neck, burying his face on his shoulder and inhaling his familiar scent.
There was a hesitant arm on his waist a second later and Jimin was about to tell Jungkook to relax when he muttered,
“Sorry I can’t hug you properly.”
Jimin pulled away and couldn’t help but feeling bad at the reminder that Jungkook’s other arm was broken because of him.
“No, I’m the one that’s sorry because of this.”
“It’s not your fault, you know… It’s not like you went up to Sungwoon and asked him to do this.” Jungkook shrugged. Sure, it pissed him off that he was out of the field for now but he couldn’t be angry at Jimin for something that he had nothing to do with.
“Still… I feel bad.” Jimin frowned. “You can’t play the rest of the season.”
“Well, it’s been two weeks and I’m doing okay… Doctor says I’m recovering fast and might be able to play a few minutes in the final.”
“If your team even makes it that far…” Jimin smirked and Jungkook faked being offended.
“I’m sorry, I think you got us confused with the Sharks.” He countered and Jimin giggled, hitting him lightly on the chest. Jungkook couldn’t help but smile, his heart was so full of joy and love in that moment that he almost couldn’t believe it was actually happening and that he had been given a second chance.
“But really, do you think they’ll make it without you?”
“Of course. I’m not the only player on the team, you know…”
Jimin smiled then, and he had a look in his eyes that Jungkook couldn’t recognize. “What?” He asked when the older still hadn’t replied and it started to bother him.
“Six months ago, would you have even thought about saying that?”
Jungkook looked down at his feet; he knew where Jimin was getting at, and if he was being honest, the answer to that would have to be a no. He had changed so much in such a short amount of time that it would be scary if he didn’t have Jimin to push him forward.
“I’m proud of you, Kook, I really am.” Jimin said before Jungkook could answer, hand going up to caress the younger’s cheek. “And I’m glad I decided to give you another chance.”
Jeon Jungkook is the star player of his university’s soccer team, with more goals scored than years he’s been alive. Park Jimin is the only male flyer in the entire competition, known to attract both male and female looks whenever he’s in the field. The catch? They’re rivals and Jimin is not about to throw away his team pride for a pair of strong arms (not to mention that the owner of said arms is a grade A asshole). (21/26)
Jeon Jungkook is the star player of his university’s soccer team, with more goals scored than years he’s been alive. Park Jimin is the only male flyer in the entire competition, known to attract both male and female looks whenever he’s in the field. The catch? They’re rivals and Jimin is not about to throw away his team pride for a pair of strong arms (not to mention that the owner of said arms is a grade A asshole). (22/26)
Jeon Jungkook is the star player of his university’s soccer team, with more goals scored than years he’s been alive. Park Jimin is the only male flyer in the entire competition, known to attract both male and female looks whenever he’s in the field. The catch? They’re rivals and Jimin is not about to throw away his team pride for a pair of strong arms (not to mention that the owner of said arms is a grade A asshole). (19/26)
note: I’m updating today because I can’t do it on Saturday :/ also, I’ll try to update twice next week!!
Jeon Jungkook is the star player of his university’s soccer team, with more goals scored than years he’s been alive. Park Jimin is the only male flyer in the entire competition, known to attract both male and female looks whenever he’s in the field. The catch? They’re rivals and Jimin is not about to throw away his team pride for a pair of strong arms (not to mention that the owner of said arms is a grade A asshole). (20/26)
Jeon Jungkook is the star player of his university’s soccer team, with more goals scored than years he’s been alive. Park Jimin is the only male flyer in the entire competition, known to attract both male and female looks whenever he’s in the field. The catch? They’re rivals and Jimin is not about to throw away his team pride for a pair of strong arms (not to mention that the owner of said arms is a grade A asshole). (18/26)
Jeon Jungkook is the star player of his university’s soccer team, with more goals scored than years he’s been alive. Park Jimin is the only male flyer in the entire competition, known to attract both male and female looks whenever he’s in the field. The catch? They’re rivals and Jimin is not about to throw away his team pride for a pair of strong arms (not to mention that the owner of said arms is a grade A asshole). (17/26)
note: told you I was gonna drop a random update hahah this is just a build up, real drama starts on Saturday~
Jeon Jungkook is the star player of his university’s soccer team, with more goals scored than years he’s been alive. Park Jimin is the only male flyer in the entire competition, known to attract both male and female looks whenever he’s in the field. The catch? They’re rivals and Jimin is not about to throw away his team pride for a pair of strong arms (not to mention that the owner of said arms is a grade A asshole). (11/26)
warning: smut ahead!! I’ll proofread it tomorrow because it’s 3 in the morning and I’m exhausted xx
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It’s a bit of a shock for Jimin when the door opens and Jungkook greets him wearing only sweatpants that are hanging dangerously low on his hips.
“You know you can touch too, right?” Jungkook says with a smirk when he notices Jimin’s speechless stare. “Even taste, if you want to.”
“Don’t make me regret coming here.”
“Why did you come, anyway?” Jungkook asks as he pulls Jimin inside and into his arms.
“We should talk.” Jimin frowns as their close proximity starts to distract him, and he tries not to think about how warm Jungkook’s naked chest feels under his hands.
“About?” The younger asks, eyes not leaving Jimin’s lips.
“What we’re doing.” It sounds uncertain, and that’s mainly because Jimin is starting to forget what he had planned to say and thinking only about how much he wants Jungkook to kiss him.
“Why waste time talking, baby?” Jungkook asks before stealing a quick peck that leaves Jimin wanting more as his entire body heats up from how the pet name sounds coming from Jungkook’s mouth. “When there are so many other fun things we could be doing?”
Later on, Jimin will try to convince himself that he managed to resist Jungkook for at least a minute before giving in and letting him kiss the breath out of him when, in reality, it wasn’t even ten seconds.
He groans when he feels the cold surface of Jungkook’s bedroom door on his back and he wraps his legs around the younger’s waist, sweater and shoes discarded somewhere on their way there. Jimin hates the power that Jungkook has on his body, hates how fast he reacts to his touch or his words, and how desperate he always feels when Jungkook is kissing him like that.
He’s already half-hard just from Jungkook’s lips and strong arms caging him against the door – damn his strength kink – and he moans when he feels teeth tugging at his earrings as nimble fingers work on the buttons of his jeans.
“God, I love how sensitive you are.” Jungkook breathes against his neck and Jimin shivers.
“Jungkook, come on.” Jimin mutters when he stops moving and just looks at him.
“How needy, too.”
That’s the last thing Jungkook says before carrying Jimin to the bed and pulling his jeans off him along with his underwear. Jimin moans as Jungkook wraps a hand around him and strokes him to full hardness, holding tightly onto him when he flicks his wrist just the right way.
“Just fuck me already.” Jimin says, tired of the way he’s being teased.
“Since you asked so nicely…” Jungkook mocks and goes to his drawer to get the bottle of lube and a condom.
He warms it up on his fingers before pushing one of them inside Jimin, and the breathy oh, fuck he hears is enough to make his own dick twitch in his pants. Jungkook kisses all over Jimin’s body while he preps him, leaving him with an equal number of praises and bruises as a reminder of himself.
Jimin’s blushing all the way down to his chest when Jungkook sits up to look at him, three fingers in; everything is beautiful about him, from the way he throws his head back to the way his muscles flex whenever Jungkook finds a particularly good spot to how his lips part perfectly with every moan.
“I’m ready…” He breathes out when Jungkook goes back to moving his fingers in and out of him slowly. “Fuck, come on, I need you.”
Jungkook wastes no time in getting rid of his sweatpants and rolling on the condom. He pushes in slowly and carefully, and Jimin’s already leaving marks on his back, body arched off the bed with every inch that Jungkook moves closer.
“Move, fuck…” Jimin moans and then looks at Jungkook straight in the eyes. “Make me remember you for days.”
“As if you could ever forget me.”
The pace is merciless from the start, just the way Jungkook knows Jimin likes it, and it has them both moaning loudly enough for the neighbors to hear. Jimin’s grabbing at Jungkook’s body, wherever he can reach it, and Jungkook loves that he’ll be marked up until the next time they meet again.
Jimin’s eyes roll back when Jungkook finds his prostate and he can only mumble a string of curses mixed with Jungkook’s name on repeat. His thighs are strong around Jungkook’s waist, pulling him closer and stretching himself wider, and the younger can already feel how tired his muscles will be when they’re done but he welcomes it, lives for the pain that comes with fucking Jimin this hard.
“You’re- shit, you’re so beautiful, Jimin.” Jungkook pants as he feels himself getting closer to the edge.
Jimin pulls him into a messy kiss, needing to feel his lips on him, and moans into it when Jungkook starts stroking him. His nails sink into the smooth skin of Jungkook’s back as he comes all over them, prompting the younger to finally let himself go as well.
Jungkook leaves soft kisses on Jimin’s face and neck after he pulls out and smiles at the breathless boy underneath him as he cleans him up. He tries to ignore the warmth in his chest when Jimin reaches out to brush the hair away from his face and returns his grin.
They lie side by side in silence for a moment, as they calm their racing hearts and catch their breath. When Jungkook looks over at Jimin, he has his eyes closed and a small smile on lips; he doesn’t want the thoughts flooding his brain, so he shuts them off and puts his walls back up.
“Apparently I’m not the only one who likes having someone to fuck whenever I want.” Jungkook watches as Jimin opens his eyes and the smile is replaced by a glare.
“I didn’t even come here for this.” Jimin sits up and grabs his underwear and pants from the floor.
“So you’re telling me you didn’t want it?” Jungkook asks, one eyebrow raised as he moves closer to him again.
Jimin sighs as he gets up from the bed before Jungkook can reach him. “I always want you, Jungkook.”
“Good.” He gets up, too, and stands in front of Jimin just as he’s zipping up his jeans. “Because I always want you, too.” Jungkook kisses him, then, slower than he had done before, and Jimin lets himself have this before his mind interrupts them.
“I should go.” He pushes Jungkook away with a light hand on his chest. Their eyes meet but soon drift away, once again unsure of what exactly they’re doing.
“Yeah…”
Jungkook grabs his sweatpants from the floor and puts them on while Jimin goes to the living room to look for his sweater and shoes. He looks back at his bed and bites his bottom lip in thought before shaking his head and following the older.
“Be careful on your way home, it’s getting late.” He says as Jimin steps out of the apartment.
“I’ll text you so you know I got there okay.” Jimin answers and, while his tone suggests he’s joking, his smile is soft.
