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Five days. It’s been five fucking days since Jimin paid any attention to Jungkook and the latter doesn’t know how to handle the lack of affection. Five days since the incident and Jimin still refuses to even be in the same room as Jungkook, never mind giving a glance towards his direction.
Jungkook doesn’t understand why Jimin is even so upset about the whole ordeal either, it’s not like he physically hurt him or anything. It’s more along the lines of Jimin just not being into it or him just being a wuss about it and complaining - not that Jungkook would ever tell that to his face, oh no, he doesn’t want Jimin to break up with him. As much as he loves teasing Jimin, he loves Jimin more to know where the line stands.
So here he lies, all sprawled out with one leg hanging from the top frame of the couch and the other laid flat on the cushions, while his arms covered his face. Did he mention that he’s been kicked out of his shared room with Jimin? Yeah, there’s that too. Sleeping on their couch made Jungkook realize that he really needs to buy a new one, and that he needs to attempt to make himself look as pitiful as possible so that Jimin might empathize and let him come back to their bed. Unfortunately for him, he has to up his pity party to gain some empathy, his previous attempts being complete failures. Either Jimin has a heart of steel or he’s mad enough that even Jungkook’s puppy eyes won’t break him.
“What to do, what to do. Aish, why is he being like this?” Jungkook asks himself before getting off the couch and going towards their closed bedroom door.
“Jimin-ah, can I please come in?” he tries asking.
“THAT’S HYUNG TO YOU, YOU LITTLE SHIT!” Jimin yells.
“Hyung, can I please come in? Jiminnie Hyung!” Jungkook tries, sighing.
“NO! GO BACK TO THE FUCKING COUCH! YOU ARE NOT COMING IN HERE, NOW FUCK OFF!” Jimin responds.
“But Hyung, the couch hurts and I miss being able to have you in my arms. Just please let me in and we can talk it out instead? Pretty please Hyung? Hyungie!!” Jungkook tries, pouring out as much aegyo he could from his voice.
“GOOD! I HOPE YOUR BACK IS DYING! MAYBE YOU SHOULD’VE THOUGHT ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCES BEFORE YOU DID WHAT YOU DID! AND WE DID TALK ABOUT IT SO NO, I’M NOT LETTING YOU IN. NOW FUCK OFF JUNGKOOK!” Jimin yet again yells, this time a distant slamming of the door can be heard and Jungkook assumes that Jimin further distanced himself by locking himself inside their en suite bathroom.
Sighing, Jungkook decides that leaving their bedroom door and giving Jimin the space he needs to cool off would be best - not that he hasn’t already given him five fucking days to already do so, but who's counting?
Jungkook returns to the couch and decides to play around with his phone for a bit. He opened Piano Tiles and was about to start playing when he suddenly got a call from Taehyung. Why he would call, Jungkook has no clue. But one thing for sure was that he could ask Taehyung how to apologize to Jimin. Even though he is the boyfriend, he isn’t the most romantic, nor does he have any clue how to approach and apologize for what he’s done. Taehyung on the other hand, he might - keyword might - be able to give some useful advice on how to approach Jimin. Trying his luck, he answers Taehyung’s call.
“‘Sup hyung, what’s with the sudden call?” he asks.
“Oh I don’t know. Just wanted to say ‘hi’ and catch up. Oh and to figure out why the fuck Jimin is acting the way he is. You wouldn’t happen to know why he’s reacting to my calls with a, ‘what the fuck do you want Tae’, would you?” Taehyung answers. Jungkook can practically feel the sarcasm oozing out from his friendly tone.
“If I tell you, then you’re probably going to laugh at both of us. So I’m not going to tell you.”
“Jungkook I swear to fucking god, if you’ve done something to Jimin I’m going to beat you up. Or, I’ll get Yoongi to at least, and you know how bad he can get! Bros before hoes man, and you’re the hoe.”
“OK first off, you can’t do shit, ‘kay. Second, Yoongi hyung loves me almost as much as he loves you-“
“NO HE DOESN’T, SHUT THE FUCK UP”
“Yeah okay, whatever makes you sleep at night. Anyway, I’ll just get Jin hyung if you unleash Yoongi hyung. And third, boy I am no hoe. I am the main fucking bae!”
“Whatever, as far as I know you ain’t fucking the bae, never mind sleeping in the same room as him.” Taehyung answers smugly. Wait what.
“HOW THE FUCK DO YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT THAT?!”
“Like I said, bros before hoes bitch. I was with Jimin way longer than you.”
“You’re the one who introduced us hyung-“
“DETAILS. DETAILS. What matters right now, is that you tell me what the fuck you did to make Jimin go into such a prissy mood that he even talks to me like that.”
“OK, I’ll tell you, but only if you promise not to tell anyone and you won’t laugh.”
“No promises! Now tell me before I break into your condo with Yoongi”
“Hyung, its like noon, Yoongi hyung probably isn’t even up yet.”
“You wouldn’t know! Now tell me!”
“At least don’t tell anybody.”
“FINE FINE! I won’t say anything, happy?”
“Yes I am actually. OK, so um, five days ago Jimin and I were getting intimate-“
“EW! I DON’T WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS DO IN THE BEDROOM?!”
“HYUNG I SWEAR TO GOD SHUT UP AND LET ME FINISH!”
“Please don’t be explicit, I don’t want images popping up.”
“more like you don't want a boner popping up.” Jungkook whispers.
“What was that?!”
“Nothing! Anyway, we got intimate and I may or may not have done a thing that I shouldn’t have done and now Jimin is mad at me.”
“Well what thing? Was it a kink? Choking? Tying him up? Blindfolding him? Spanking? Cross dressing? Double-“
“JESUS TAEHYUNG! I THOUGHT YOU DIDN’T WANT ANY DETAILS?”
“Well I mean, I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you did that Jimin doesn’t like.”
“I can’t…tell you…it’s too embarrassing. For both me and him.”
“Jungkook, I’m being serious here. If you don’t tell me, I really can’t help. I can give you super general advice to approach Chimchim, but the more specific the better ‘ya know?”
“I know, but okay, um, how about this. Uh, we didn't try anything new per se, but we modified what we already do?”
“Jungkook.”
“Ugh, Tae hyung, this is harder than you think. Um, just tell me what would you do if you did something in bed that Yoongi doesn’t like, and you two have talked about it before. And promised to never do it. But forgot…”
“Kookie, did you do what I think you did?”
“…maybe…”
“KOOKIE!! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH JIMIN HATES THAT!! EVEN I KNOW!”
“YES I KNOW, BUT I COULDN’T HELP IT!? It was in the moment and Jimin was ugh it was so good and it just sort have happened. BUT NOW JIMIN IS PISSED AND I’VE TRIED APOLOGIZING MULTIPLE TIMES BUT HE WON’T ACCEPT!!”
“Of course he won’t, you did the one thing he bans from bed. Ok well, I mean if I were in your position I might as well as pack my things-“
“TAEHYUUNG!”
“Kidding, kidding. Um well, honestly, give him some space an-“
“I DID! FIVE FUCKING DAYS! I’VE BEEN SLEEPING ON OUR COUCH THIS WHOLE TIME!”
“EW! You’ve been sleeping on THAT couch, disgusting! All the germs and yucky shit from all the sex you two have done to the poor couch!”
“Shut up!”
“Do you not want my advice?” Taehyung suddenly let his voice drop, giving out a serious tone.
“No, no! I want it! Please tell me.”
“That’s right boy. Anyway, if you’ve already given him space and tried apologizing, well I mean Jimin does like food. Try making him a cake or something sweet and bribe an apology?”
“Not bad…but I can’t cook for shit.”
“Ask Jin hyung to help?”
“Good idea! Why didn’t I think of that?”
“Because you’re a fucking idiot.”
Jungkook promptly hung up on Taehyung and ignores the persistent texts that Taehyung sent him about how he rudely hung up. Jungkook proceeds back to his shared room with Jimin.
“Jiminnie hyung, I know you don’t want to talk to me right now, but I’m going out. I just wanted to let you know, so please come out of the bedroom okay? I’m going over to Jin hyung’s for a while. I’ll be back later!”
No answer. Jungkook sighs, leaving the door and headed towards the condo’s entrance. He took his runners and slipped them on, making sure to pocket his wallet, keys, and phone. Jungkook left the condo as quietly as possible in order to avoid angering Jimin any more than he already has.
~~~
“Are you serious…” Jin asked, completely caught off guard with the message Jungkook was writing onto the simple, brown and rectangular, chocolate cake with the white icing.
“Are you judging me right now?” Jungkook asked, looking over his hunched shoulder.
“Yes. You never told me this is why you wanted my help?!”
“Well, you never asked. You agreed to help me with this cake and that’s all you needed to know. Now please be the best hyung in the whole world and don’t tell anyone. Please?” Jungkook begged.
“Maybe,but I’m definitely going to be using this as blackmail one day.” Jin said with a sly smile growing onto his face.
“Blackmail huh? Well fine, I’ll just tell Namjoon about-“
“JUNGKOOK DON’T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE! THAT WAS ONE FUCKING TIME!” Jin yelled.
“Ok good, so we agree. You don’t speak of this and I won’t speak of that. Deal?”
“Fine, fine. But you’re paying for these ingredients.”
“Deal!”
~~~
Jungkook crept into the condo as quiet as a mouse, holding on to the cake box with one hand and the door handle with the other. He got inside their home and quietly closed the door and took off his shoes. Tiptoeing around the condo, he saw that Jimin was on their couch watching television. Not wanting to be noticed just yet, Jungkook crept as quietly as he could to the kitchen and placed the cake box on the counter. Creeping as quietly as he could, he moved towards Jimin sitting on the couch. With Jimin’s back towards Jungkook, it gave him the advantage to finally hold Jimin in his arms before the latter realizes that he’s back and attempts to struggle away.
“Jungkook…let…me…go!” Jimin says, struggling as Jungkook’s arms were wrapped tightly around his smaller frame, trapping his arms.
“No way! Not until you hear me out. I even made a peace offering, and don’t worry it’s good. I made it with Jin hyung’s help. Now will you please stop squirming around?”
“You made it with Jin hyung or did hyung make it and you’re attaching your name to it?” Jimin asked, whispering and slowly stopping his movements, seemingly giving Jungkook a chance.
“Well, I mean hyung made the majority of it. I just did the writing and decorating part.” Jungkook sheepishly explained.
“Fine. But I swear, if I get food poisoning or some other stupid shit, I’m going to break up with you then kill you, got it?”
“Yes Jiminnie, don’t worry. I love you, don’t you know that?”
“HA! Sure you do. That’s why you-“
“Hey now. I’ve been trying to apologize for that this whole time okay. You just haven’t been giving me a chance! But I’ve made a peace offering okay. Follow me?”
Unsure, Jimin decided to take the outstretched hand that Jungkook offered, being released from the restricting hug that the latter had him in previously. Following Jungkook to the kitchen, Jimin intertwined their fingers and took longer strides to catch up with Jungkook’s faster pace. It had been five days without any interaction and Jungkook was ecstatic to finally have Jimin so close. Jungkook squeezed Jimin’s hand and turned his head to give him a loving smile, while Jimin looked up and met his gaze, trying desperately to not break into a matching expression.
Reaching the kitchen, Jimin noticed that there was a small, white box on the kitchen counter. Curious as to what it was, he let go of Jungkook’s hand and started to speed walk towards it. Before Jimin could open the box however, Jungkook began to speak.
“Hyung, before you open that box…um…please know that I really do love you and that I didn’t mean to do what I did okay? I just, I don’t know, it was in the moment and I sort have just forgot that you…you know…”
“Kookie…” Jimin started, abandoning the box, “Look, I know you didn’t mean it, but that doesn’t mean that I could just look over it you know? It pissed me off because we talked about it and you agreed to not do that if I agreed to…you know…”
“I know, and I’m sorry” Jungkook began, moving closer towards Jimin and placing his hands on Jimin’s waist, finally having permission. “I just, it felt really good and I got lost in it and forgot. I’m really, truly sorry. You could do it to me if you want? Like payback or something?”
“No Kookie,” Jimin said, wrapping his arms around Jungkook’s neck, brining them into a hug, “I don’t need payback. But what I do need is for you to promise that you won’t do that again. At least not without giving me some kind of warning okay?”
“Deal.” Jungkook brought them into a closer hug, leaving no space between them. He tucked Jimin’s head into the crook of his neck as he let his chin rest by Jimin’s temple.
“Good. Now let me see what you ‘made’ with Jin hyung.” Jimin said, making air quotes, mocking Jungkook’s culinary skills.
Jimin opened the box excitedly, only for his wide smile to drop into a blank expression.
“Are you fucking serious right now?” Jimin said, keeping the box open with one hand, not dropping his gaze from the contents inside the box.
“Well, I mean…yes? I didn’t know how else to apologize and get your attention?! I asked Tae hyung and he said that you’ll probably appreciate food! Preferably chocolate cake. So, I uh got Jin hyung to help with making the cake and icing and I um uh wrote the message…I’m not trying to mock you! I’m just…apologizing?” Jungkook stuttered as he gave Jimin his explanation.
How the hell did he even think that the message he wrote would be an appropriate apology? Looking down at his feet, Jungkook didn’t notice Jimin picking up the cake with his hands, slowly making his way towards the younger with a dark expression.
“Do you think this is funny? Jungkook I swear, when I’m done with you, you’re going to regret messing with Park Jimin.” Jimin says darkly.
Jungkook finally looked up to see Jimin slowly walking towards him with the cake in his hands, fully aware of the latter’s intentions.
“Jimin no, put that down! Don’t you dare throw that cake at me!” Jungkook said as he began walking back slowly.
“Oh I will and I will make sure you suffer Jeon Jungkook. You have three seconds. Three,”
“Jimin, babe, come on let’s just-“
“Two.”
“Love. Honey. Babe.”
“One.”
“Jiminnie-“
“Run.”
And Jungkook was off, running around their entire condo while being chased by Jimin carrying the cake with the white icing that read, “Sorry I got semen on your face”.