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"hyung?" jungkook asks, creaking open the door and jimin yelps, startled, dropping the hem of his shirt from in between his tiny fingers instinctively.
guiltily, he bites his lips, averting his gaze to the floor and jungkook immediately knows. "hyung?" he tries again, softer now, shutting the door behind him and walking towards jimin but the older stays silent, hands fisted beside him. sighing, jungkook laces their fingers together, nuzzling against jimin's forehead.
"c'mere," he says gently, sitting down on the edge of their bed, jimin hesitantly climbing into his lap to straddle him. "just thinking about going on a diet again, s'all," jimin mumbles, arms wrapped around jungkook's and head rested on jungkook's shoulder.
the younger hums soothingly, running hands down the small of jimin's back before resting on his hips and pecking the crown of jimin's head. "look at me."
immediately, jimin's eyes snap up to meet jungkook's and the younger swoops in to steal a kiss. "we don't have to go on a date today if you don't want to. we can always just stay home," jungkook whispers, breath fanning across jimin's lips and the older nods weakly.
"it's nothing big, really! I was just wondering about how someone like you would love me—"
jungkook frowns, eyebrows knitting together. "hey," he interjects, hands coming up to cup jimin's face, hushing the older. "I think you're beautiful. actually no, scratch that, I think you're ethereal, hyung. it's like you're not even real sometimes and God, you're always so kind and lovely to everyone and anyone, it's impossible."
grabbing the underside of jimin's thighs, he flips them both over, trapping jimin beneath him on the bed and watching as a pink blush stains his cheeks. "I'm not—"
"love you so much." jungkook murmurs, lips pressed to his forehead and jimin whines in embarrassment. "love your eyes and the way they crinkle whenever you smile," he continues, peppering kisses over the tops of jimin's eyes and cheeks before kissing him proper. "love how soft your cheeks are, love the plumpness of your lips—I could kiss you for days, hyung, you know that?"
licking a row down the trail of earrings marking the older's ear, jungkook sighs contentedly. "love your ears, so tiny and small. love tonguing at your piercings until you stutter."
jimin whimpers quietly, cheeks flushed pink and jungkook's heart swells.
"love marking you up," he coos, sucking all over the skin of jimin's jugular and watching in awe as the bruises bloom, a beautiful deep purple against jimin's golden skin. "love kissing your collarbones, hearing your breath hitch when I bite into the junction of your neck."
pushing the rim of jimin's shirt up to his ribs tenderly, jungkook reaches up to brush a few stray locks of hair away from jimin's face. "love the way you arch off the bed, always so sensitive for me," he growls, tracing around the rim of jimin's nipple with his tongue and rolling the other between his fingers, drinking in the way jimin's hips jerk up at the sensation and a soft moan slips from his lips.
kissing a line down the valley of his chest, jungkook stops just shy of jimin's navel, hands coming up to grip his sides.
"love your tummy, hyung." he breathes, nosing at the red parts of the older's flesh where jimin had pinched and prodded at before. "it's beautiful. I love you all round and soft, so pretty, fuck. I know you think you're fat but you're not—you're so gorgeous, glowing and smooth. all I want is for you to be happy and free and I wish you could see what everyone else does, hyung. that you're so beautiful, amazing and talented, God, sometimes I don't even think I deserve an angel like you."
jimin tries to protest, shaking his head furiously and jungkook grins. “I know, hyung. you love me.”
popping the button of jimin's jeans open, jungkook takes the opportunity to stare at jimin. with his shirt bunched up just past his chest, eyes lidded, lips swollen, cheeks pink and pliant to the younger's touches, jimin looks too damn good and jungkook kind of wants to kiss him stupid.
"love leaving marks on your hipbones with my hands, or mouth, love it when you cry out—so pretty and wrecked for me when I do that." he whispers, lips ghosting over jimin's skin and the latter shudders, panting where he's laid out on the bed, hands clenching at the sheets.
tearing the tight fabric away from jimin's lower body, jungkook swallows a possessive growl bubbling in the back of his throat. "baby's got a cute cock too," jungkook rasps, lightly planting a kiss on the tip of jimin's dick through his boxers, drinking in the way he mewls, back curving off the bed. "love your thighs, hyung, fuck. I love how thick they are in my hands, so supple and easy to knead at until there are bruises where I last touched you."
sucking a dark spot into the back of jimin's knees, jungkook carefully spreads the older's thighs further to leave a trail of kisses down the flesh of jimin's calves, smiling when jimin giggles from the ticklish sensation.
"love your feet too, especially your tiny, cute toes that I so love. love the way you dance, always so lithe and pretty under the spotlight," he muses, pecking the junction of each of jimin's ankles and swallowing the muffled laughs coming from the older. jungkook motions for jimin to raise his hand and the older quickly complies, only to find lips latched to the pads of each one of them a few seconds later. "love your fingers—love how they fit perfectly into the spaces between mine, like we were meant to be. love you so much, hyung, I love it all. you may not be perfect but you're all I ever need—flaws and all—so please, don't change a single thing about yourself because I love it all. there's nobody in this world I'd trade you for, you are the one hyung. my only one."
jimin blushes, pulling away to smack at jungkook's chest. "don't say cheesy stuff like that, jungkook-ah," he huffs, cheeks puffed, lips tugged into an embarrassed pout and everything about him is so cute that jungkook can't resist, lowering himself to connect their lips together.
it's slow, passionate and jimin always kisses like his life depends on it, but jungkook only kisses back harder each time, until they finally part to catch their breaths. jimin keeps his arms around jungkook's neck, almost like he's afraid jungkook will go and the younger's heart clenches painfully.
jungkook shifts to cup jimin's cheek with one hand and take the other through the blonde locks, gazing lovingly at him and he loves the way jimin never really shies away from eye-contact. "stop looking at me like that," he chuckles, flushed and jungkook feels like he's falling in love all over again.
"I can't help it, you're too beautiful," he blurts, affection pooling in his chest, pecking jimin's lips again. "I love you so much I could die."
this time, jimin does break eye-contact, but only to burst into laughter, eyes forming crescents. jungkook thinks he could overshadow the sun. hiccuping, jimin giggles, laughter racking through his body and jungkook can't help but smile either. "okay, I don't think you ever have to say you love me again. that was intense."
"shut up," jungkook retorts, but there's no real bite in his voice. jimin hums but it's anything but assuring, especially with the way he mimics a pufferfish, trying to stop his giggles.
"cuddle me?" the older begs later, having calmed down, puppy eyes and all and honestly, how could jungkook ever say no? "thanks for earlier, jungkookie," jimin mumbles into his chest, almost inaudibly, cheeks heated and jungkook only grunts, drawing the older closer.
“anything for you.”