in which Jimin has a twin sister Jihee. Jungkook and Jihee go to the same uni and Jk has a crush on Jihee so he asks her out. But when he goes to pick her up from her apartment, he sees Jimin and his lil gay heart explodes.
jk didn’t have time to protest as jihee grabbed his hand and led him through the crowd of people as she searched for a familiar face.
jimin was sitting with his legs crossed on a chair near the corner of the room.
he was dressed in fitted black pants and a white collared shirt tucked in to reveal his slim waist.
jh pulled her twin into a hug while jimins almost predatory stare remained on his target.
“sorry we’re late min-ah, it took us a while to find you” jihee said.
“oh I was just waiting for you guys,” jimin smiled sweetly.
“Wait, I’m just gonna head to the washroom real quick. I’ll be right back jungkook,” jh turned her head towards jk as she spoke.
he had no intention of having a conversation with the boy who could make him melt from a single look.
so instead, he pulled out his phone and texted a friend.
jk hesitantly put his phone down and looked at jm.
“that wasn’t too bad, was it jungkook-ssi?” jm said with a little smile tugging at his lips.
“would you like to see my painting?” jm asked him.
“Jihee-“ jk started.
“would you like to see it, jungkook?” jm repeated.
jk only nodded yes, not sure what the right answer was.
jm smiled at him and pulled his chair over to be in front of his covered art.
jm stood at his side and moved his hand over his shoulder as he snaked around to stand behind him.
jm could feel jk tense up under his touch and smirked at his adorable reaction.
jm turned around to look at jk’s reaction as the sheet fell.
jk looked up at the masterpiece presented to him. his lips automatically parted and his eyes widened in complete awe
this time, with one hand on his shoulder and the other gently petting through his soft hair, he leaned down to his ear and whispered so only he could hear,
“do you like it, jungkookie-ssi?“
the huge painting in front of him was majestic. most of the canvas was a vast expanse of the night sky, a perfect harmony of dark colours, littered with thousands of twinkling stars that instantly lit up the room
on the shore of the lake were two figures. one was sitting on the ground holding a sketchbook looking at the other figure. and the other was looking at the sky through a camera in his hand...
but somehow this seemed intentional. as if the artist didn’t want everyone to see it, as if it was made only for certain eyes to notice.
“let’s talk later yeah? You can tell hyung what you think about it,” jimin said as he leaned his body over jk’s shoulder and slid his hand inside his pocket to retrieve jk’s phone to enter his number.
“jungkook-ssi~~” jimins smooth voice reaches jk’s ears, a shiver travelling up his spine as he hears it.
“what happened baby, cat got your tongue?” jm said when jk didn’t respond.
“I needed to hear your voice. You have a really nice voice, has anyone ever told you that,” jm said.
“not really...” jk said blushing.
“o-okay,” jk responds, face completely flushed.
“hmmm, im so tired jungkookieee,” jimin whines.
“you should sleep, hyung,” jk advises.
“but i have to go out soon,” jm says, wanting to hear jk’s reaction.
“a boy? You don’t know him?”
“not really, why?”
“why are u going out with someone you don’t know?” jk said getting a little annoyed.
“why not?” Jm smiles.
“what if he’s dangerous??”
“i think I can handle him”
“what if he’s mean??”
“I’ll tell him”
“but what if-“
“why not, baby?” Jm says, heart beating fast as he anticipates jk’s response.
“because you said you wanted to talk to me! How can you talk to me when you’re on a stupid date with a stupid guy,” jk blurts out all at once.
“Ok I won’t go.”
“If jungkook-ssi tells me I can’t go, how can I go??” Jimin laughs into the phone.
This calms jk down as he joins his hyung with giggles.
“what kind of favour?” jk asked timidly.
“sing for me, jungkook-ssi.”
the line was quiet for a while. jm got a little worried, hoping he didn’t scare him away.
“sorry hyung, someone called me...”
Jimin knew exactly who called him.
“Jihee right?” he said.
“Yeah” jk said quietly.
“Well, maybe I’ll get to hear your pretty voice some other time then, yeah?”
“n-no, hyung, I can sing for you...”
jk started off quietly:
“I am tired of this place, I hope people change, I need time to replace what I give away.”
the song was by troye, one of jm’s favourite artists, but honestly he already loved jk’s voice more.
“hyung?” jk called out when he didn’t hear anything.
“how are you so perfect, so beautiful in every fucking way” jm finally said.
“can I ask you a question?” Jm said suddenly.
“O-oh, well, you blew off your date to talk to me, I thought I should be respectful to you hyung...”
“that’s the only reason?”
“jungkook-ssi, you know I don’t like it when you lie to me,” jm said in a condescending tone.
“I-im not lying! I-“
“Why jungkook??” Jm said louder.
“I told you! I didn’t want to disresp-“ jk said on the verge of tears.
“WHY?” Jm basically yelled.
“Jungkookie...im sorry babyboy. Hyung shouldn’t have yelled, I’m sorry.”
“W-why do you hate me so much,” jk said still crying and sniffling.
Only sniffles were heard on the line.
“Shh, baby please stop crying I’m so sorry. I, I got carried away. I just needed to hear it from you because. Well because I like you too, so fucking much.”
“jungkookie?” Jm called.
nothing. he had hung up.
Jimin put his phone off and collapsed on his back on his bed.
‘what the fuck have I done,’ jm thought to himself.
he opened the door to find a smiling jk with a box of Oreos in his hands.
“jungkook-ssi” jm returned the smile.
“I brought Oreos!” jk said as he presented the box.
Jk entered the apartment and took off his shoes. He didn’t really know what to do, was he supposed to sit on the couch?? Wait for jm??
“Don’t look so scared baby, here come sit,” jm said as he took jk’s hand and led him.
“O-oh, it’s ok I wanted to! Plus I really love Oreos,” jk said.
“Hmmm, the sweetest cookie for the sweetest boy,” jm smirked.
“Hyung! Stop, you’re so embarrassing...” jk said looking away to hide his reddening face.
“No! I want to learn!” jk panicked.
Jm’s smile grew as he stood up and ruffled his hair.
He bent down, hand still buried in his hair and whispered, “then be a good boy for me yeah?”
“But first, Oreos?” Jm called from the kitchen.
“Yeah! Oreo time,” jk giggled getting up.
Jm handed him one.
“Why do you look so cute, you’re just eating a cookie but I wanna take a picture,”
“hyung, do you want half?” jk said.
“nobody, this is for me and only me. Nobody else gets to see you.” jm said casually looking down at his phone to save the video.
Jk was stunned. How did jm say this kind of stuff and expect his heart not to explode?
jk quickly stuffed the cookie he was eating in his mouth and scurried after his hyung, super excited to learn from him.
“what am I gonna paint??”
He pulled out the stool for jk to sit and he stood beside him, handing him the first brush.
“so,, I just-“
“Just pick up some paint and move it around”
jm’s was still in the kitchen, where it was beginning to light up every time he received a notification,, which was a lot.
jm was sitting on a stool beside jk now. One leg crossed over the other with his head resting on his hand. He was quietly watching jk, pressing his lips together to try to hold back his smile.
“I can feel you judging me” jk said.
“I’m not! It’s beautiful,” jm defended.
“no it’s not, I suck at this...”
“You don’t. You just need practice. Here,” jm held jk’s hand with the brush in it and guided it across the trunk of the tree to smoothen out his lines.
“See?” Jm smiled.
For the first time ever, jimin was flustered.
He didn’t really get compliments like this from anyone, everyone just expected him to be great.
“Hyung are you ok?” Jk said genuinely worried.
Jm turned to look at the boy, who’s eyebrows were furrowed and mouth frowning. How did he get so lucky.
“Im fine jungkookie,” jm said laughing.
“I think it’s done,” jk said.
“I think so too, you did so well jungkookie”
“really? You think so?”
“I wanna keep it, is that ok?”
“This looks perfect to me, but fine, as you wish. Let me at least take a picture,” jm said as he got up from the stool and ruffled jk’s hair.
“Hmm, where did I put my phone,” jm said.
“I’ll be right back,” jm said.
When he laid eyes in his phone, a million different alarms went off in his head. He felt like throwing up, like crying, like screaming...jihee.
He was so consumed in his thoughts he didn’t even hear jk walking to him
“Hyung! What’s wrong?? What happened?” Jk ran over to him and cupped his cheeks, looking right at his eyes.
“jungkookie, you- you have to leave I can’t- s-she’s coming,” jm was shaking now, all the stress finally showing.
it made him want to take all his troubles away, protect him from everything.
he didn’t understand what jm was mumbling, all he knew was that he wanted to make it stop. Make him smile.
But this was different, jm was in pain and he needed to take it away. So he leaned down and pressed their forehead together, still cupping his cheeks. He looked at his tears eyes and his quivering lips. Just as he was +
“Jiminieeee-,” a voice said from the door.
jk quickly pulled away. But it was too late. she had seen everything.
jm stayed silent, it was all too painful he physically couldn’t say a word.
Finally she settled her gaze on her ex. “Y-you...” she spat out.
It was pretty clear what she feeling now. Pure rage.
He was her other half, her best friend, her blood. She knew he could have never done anything to hurt her, it was impossible in her eyes.
“you fucking, y-you, how COULD YOU?” she yelled at jungkook.
“No! N-noona, you don’t understand, I’m so sorry,” jk pleaded with her.
“Hee-ah listen-“ jm was finally about to speak up. But before he could even finish his sentence, jihee+
it had all happened to fast.
jm saw her coming towards them, but before he could grab her hand, it was too late. she had hit him.
“Jungkook!” jm screamed. He was standing in front of him, hands cupping his cheeks, with one hand over jk’s.
“Baby oh my god,” jm whispered trying to make eye contact with him
but jm could tell he wanted to cry, he was pain and he wanted to cry. this was enough for jm to be set off
He turned around slowly to face a crying jihee, who looked completely distraught.
“Get the fuck out. Now.” jm commanded
jihee was cut off by her brother taking her hand and dragging her to the door. he grabbed some change from his pocket and put in her her hand.
“Take a cab home. Now. And dont even try to fucking call me or text me or come here. And stay away from him,” jm said
“Jungkookie, does it hurt a lot?? I’m so sorry baby, i should have stopped her it’s all my fault, I should’ve protected you,” jm said.
Jk just sniffled, clearly too confused by everything to say anything.
“Let me get some ice,” jm said.
He returned with a bag of ice and held it to jk’s cheek.
“Hyung, please don’t be mad at noona” jk finally spoke up.
“But hyung, WE were the ones who hurt her. She was so upset because of us! How would you feel if you found jihee noona with someone you just broke up with??”
he sighed and put the ice on the counter. He placed his forearms in jk’s shoulders and rested his forehead on his, still standing over him.
“why are you such a good person huh? You make hyung look bad,”
“I-I’m not, I just think you need to talk to her. She was drunk too! It’s not her fault hyung, she’s in a lot of pain because of us...” jk said.
“I know you’re right jungkook, but I don’t know if I can forgive her for hitting you.”
jm didn’t say anything, just looked in his eyes, then moved his head upwards and placed his lips on top of jk’s fluffy hair. jk automatically closed his eyes at the feeling.
“I’ll talk to her,” jm mumbled through his hair.
“jungkook-ssi, may I ask what you were doing to do before jihee came over?” Jm smiled.
“w-what, I don’t know what you’re talking about-“
“Jungkook-ssi...” jm glared at him.
“My cheek! It- it still hurts! What are you doing you’re supposed to take care of it!” Jk made his excuse.
“Ahh really? Maybe I should fix it huh? I know a really good way,” jm stepped closer to him, standing over his lap.
“Ah! here first,” jm said, moving his face closer to jk’s and planting a soft kiss right above his ear.
“H-hyung, what are you doing,” jk said all flustered.
“Healing you like you asked?Hmm maybe here next,” kissing his jaw.
finally jm reached his bruised cheek, he gave him the most gentle kiss there, barely touching.
“hyung I want..can you..” jk was desperate for his hyungs lips in his, there wasn’t anything he wanted more in the world right now.
“what is it jungkook-ssi? hyung’s kisses didn’t help?”
Jk took his hyungs hand that was still resting on his shoulder, and guided it to his own lips.
“Here!” Jk said, annoyed.
“Ahh there? All you had to do was ask babyboy,” jm smiled as he leaned down to jk’s level.
jm’s lips really were as soft as they looked, he thought.
jm hugged jk’s neck as he deepened the kiss,
dominance wasn’t really a question here, it was pretty obvious jm was leading.
but jk didn’t care, he liked it when jm led him, took care of him.
both of them were breathing hard, foreheads pressing against each other’s.
“better now?” jm asked.
“Fuck yes,” jk said. Jm had never heard jk swear before so he burst into laughter, leaning his whole body against jks
jm had a key of course, they both had each other’s bc they came over so often.
he unlocked the door and stepped inside
“hee-ah! It’s me I’m coming in,”
“Jihee” jm said, standing near the bench.
she tensed up at the voice she heard, but kept her gaze downwards.
“Hee-ah, please we need to talk,” jm said.
“I knew I’d find you here,” jm said looking at the beautiful rose garden in front of them.
jihee didn’t say a word.
“15 years and nothing has changed huh,” jm said, trying to get his sister to look at him.
“What do you want Jimin,” jh cut him off, finally looking at his face.
“I...I wanted to explain,” jm started.
“Explain what? You and jungkook fell in love while we were dating, he broke up with me to be with you+
“I- I shouldn’t have lied. Hee-ah I’m really sorry about that but you know I only did it so you wouldn’t get hurt..” jm explained.
Jihee scoffed, “and look how that turned out.”
“You don’t think I know that! I’ve been feeling like absolute shit+
Jm knew she wanted to cry but was holding it in. Jm knew her better than anyone. He moved closer to her on the bench and took her hands into his
Jh slowly lifted her head up, eyes bloodshot and glossed over, she hadn’t slept at all.
“You’re not a monster ok? We- we hurt you, a lot and you have no idea how sorry I am. I should’ve told you how I felt as soon as I knew, I messed up,”
Jh just looked at him and burst into tears. She covered her face with her hands as she cried out loud, letting it all out. Jm pulled her in close, bringing her head to his chest.
“Please forgive me hee-ah, I need you, p-please,” jm said softly.
Jh pulled away first, rubbing the last tears from her eyes.
“Jeon jungkook really fucked us over huh,” she finally said.
Jm burst into laughter, “he really did,”
“I forgive you,” she said.
Jm had a small smile on his face, eyes full of love and gratitude towards his sister.
“I can’t believe we cried here, out of all places,” jm said.
“I brought Oreos,”
Jk didn’t say anything, instead he suddenly pulled his hyung close to him and crashed his lips into his.
Jm’s eyes grew wide with shock but eventually he melted into the kiss, dropping the box.
“jungkook-ssi! what was that for,” jm said breathlessly, his lips swollen and red
“u-uh, I, I don’t know! I missed you, s-sorry...” jk said fiddling with his hands, all his previous confidence gone.
“I-if you want,” jk stuttered.
“Hmmm, I want,” jm said as wrapped his hand around to the back of jk’s head and pulled him in to give his cheek and gentle kiss.
“I just took a shower,”
“Just now? Yah! You should’ve dried it, it’s cold outside and you could catch a cold,” jm scolded him.
“It’s fine, just come in,” jk said walking into the living room.
jk sat on the ground in front of the lying down jm, back leaning against the couch.
jm started playing with jk’s hair, still worried it was too wet.
“why don’t you get me a towel?” jm basically demanded.
he started drying his hair as he walked back.
“I said get ME a towel. Here come sit,” jm said sitting up on the couch and spreading his legs apart to make a space for jk to sit on the floor.
“just give it to me, it’s easier this way,” jm cut him off and grabbed the towel from him.
Jm leaned in and started drying jk’s hair, softly moving the towel over his fluffy brown locks.
whenever jm ruffled his hair or pet him, he always felt at home, safe under his touch.
the couple were silent as jm diligently removed the water from jk’s hair.
when he was done, he wrapped his arms around jk’s neck, pulling him in closer.
jk’s eyes remained closed, as he leaned back into his hyung’s embrace.
“hyung?” jk said sleepily.
“I-I mean! I will probably grow to m-maybe love you, you know,, in the future!” jk tried to cover is up while attempting to escape from jm’s hug.
“where do you think you’re going,” jm said in his ear, his hold tight
“Love you more,”
jk tried to hold back, he really did. but he gave in and broke jm’s embrace and practically jumped into his lap, burying+
jm laughed and wrapped his arms around jk’s back. they stayed like this for awhile, almost falling asleep.
“I have to tell you something,” jm said.
“I finished all your oreos...”
jk immediately lifted his head.