Jimin lay curled up in Jungkook's arms, the warmth of his embrace surrounding him like a protective barrier. Jungkook held him gently, as if Jimin were made of delicate glass, afraid that any pressure would shatter him. With his face buried against Jungkook's chest, Jimin inhaled the familiar, comforting scent of his cologne, a subtle yet calming fragrance that soothed his frazzled nerves. Jungkook rested his chin softly atop Jimin's head, his hand gliding tenderly over the back of Jimin's hair, each caress calming him further with every passing second.
Jimin's sobs, which had shaken him moments before, gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of his quiet breathing. Though his tears had stopped, he remained pressed against Jungkook, unwilling to pull away from the safety of his arms. The steady rhythm of Jungkook's heartbeat beneath him became a grounding force, offering Jimin a fragile sense of peace.
They stayed like that, wrapped up in each other's warmth, for what felt like hours. Just when Jimin thought Jungkook might have drifted off to sleep, he felt a soft kiss land on his forehead. A sudden spark coursed through his body, catching him off guard. He wanted to open his eyes, to see Jungkook's face close to his, but for some reason, he kept them shut, savoring the quiet moment. A few minutes passed before Jungkook placed another kiss, this time on the bridge of Jimin's nose, and then one on its very tip. But just as Jimin's heart began to race in anticipation of what might come next, Jungkook hesitated.
Jimin's breath hitched. The expected kiss-one that he secretly craved- never came. His chest tightened with disappointment as Jungkook pulled away slightly, leaving a hollow feeling in the space between them. Jimin didn't understand why, but he longed for the kiss he'd been denied. He wanted Jungkook to close the gap between them, to reassure him with a kiss and whisper that he was loved. Instead, he felt the cold absence of his touch, and it pained him.
Slowly, Jimin opened his eyes, his gaze meeting Jungkook's. Jungkook looked down at him, his large, dark doe eyes filled with emotion that words couldn't express. The intensity in Jungkook's stare made Jimin's heart flutter. He wanted to say something, to tell Jungkook that he felt the same, that the love between them was mutual, but the words were caught in his throat. For a few moments, their eyes stayed locked, communicating in silence, until Jungkook's gaze flickered downward to Jimin's lips.
Jimin knew Jungkook wouldn't kiss him without permission-not after everything that had happened between them. Jungkook always put his feelings first, his need for consent evident in every gesture. With that thought, Jimin decided to make the first move. Slowly, he leaned in, closing the small distance between them, and gently pressed his lips to Jungkook's in a soft, tentative kiss. Pulling back just a little, Jimin hoped the gesture would show Jungkook that he was ready, that he wanted this as much as he did.
Jungkook understood instantly. A slow smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he reached up to trace Jimin's lower lip with his thumb. He gazed at Jimin's lips intently, as though savoring the sight of them, before leaning in and capturing them with his own. There was a restrained hunger in the way he kissed Jimin, as if he had been holding back for far too long.
The kiss started gentle, testing, but when Jimin showed no sign of resistance, Jungkook deepened it. His hand found its way to Jimin's waist, pulling him impossibly closer. Jimin's heart raced, the heat from Jungkook's body radiating through him, sending waves of warmth up his cheeks. Slowly, Jimin wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, their lips moving in perfect sync. Jungkook's hand slid down to Jimin's back, pressing their bodies tightly together, the closeness making Jimin's head spin.
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As the kiss grew more passionate, Jungkook nipped at Jimin's lower lip, causing him to part his lips. Seizing the opportunity, Jungkook slipped his tongue into Jimin's mouth, tasting the faint sweetness of strawberry on Jimin's lips. Jimin let him explore, feeling the slow, deliberate movements of Jungkook's tongue as it grazed his. The intensity of the moment overwhelmed him, and he closed his eyes in bliss, completely surrendering to the sensation.
Jungkook's scent was intoxicating, filling Jimin's senses with its masculine allure, while the feel of his strong arms around him made Jimin feel both safe and desired. Every kiss, every touch sent shivers down his spine, and he reveled in how deeply connected they were in that moment. Jungkook's hold on his waist tightened, his kisses growing more urgent, more intense, and Jimin could feel the rising heat between them.
But when the kiss became too intense and Jimin found himself short of breath, he slowly pulled away. They both lay there, panting softly, their chests rising and falling as they stared at each other with heavy breaths. The silence that followed was thick with unspoken emotion, the weight of what had just happened sinking in.
Jimin, not knowing how to handle Jungkook's intense gaze, shifted his eyes elsewhere, staring at some distant spot in the room. For a few moments, neither of them said anything, the air filled with the remnants of their passion and the quiet hum of their breaths. Finally, when Jimin's breathing steadied, he decided it was time to break the silence.
Their faces were just inches apart when Jimin murmured, "Jungkook," his voice barely audible. His breath mingled with the warmth between them, and Jungkook’s eyes softened at the sound of his name.
"Hmm?" Jungkook responded in a gentle tone, reaching up to tuck Jimin’s loose bangs behind his ear, his fingers lingering for a moment as if savoring the touch.
"I…" Jimin’s voice trailed off as he struggled to put his thoughts into words. His heart raced with uncertainty, and he could see Jungkook watching him patiently, his arm still securely wrapped around Jimin’s waist, holding him close.
After a few moments of silence, Jimin finally spoke, his voice low and tinged with worry. "I want to tell you about so many things."
Jungkook’s expression didn’t change; he simply listened, his thumb now lightly stroking Jimin’s waist in a calming rhythm. He waited for Jimin to continue, but sensing the tension in his voice, he offered reassurance. "If it’s something that’s making you anxious, let’s wait for a better time. I’m not going anywhere. I’m here, I promise."
His words were soft, comforting, and paired with a gentle caress of Jimin’s cheek using the back of his hand. Jimin sighed, feeling the weight of his thoughts easing just slightly. Without saying more, he nestled back into Jungkook’s chest, finding comfort in the steady beat of his heart.
"You don’t have to worry about anything when I’m here," Jungkook whispered, his voice tender and full of affection. He placed a soft kiss on Jimin’s forehead, and the warmth of his lips felt like a promise.
"I know," Jimin replied quietly, his eyes fluttering closed. In the safety of Jungkook’s arms, the worries that had once kept him awake seemed to melt away, and soon, Jimin drifted into a peaceful sleep, feeling protected and loved.
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Early in the morning, Namjoon knocked softly on the door of the hospital room. The soft echo of his knuckles went unanswered. After a moment of silence, he knocked again, this time a little louder, hoping for a response. Still, no sound came from the other side. With a slight hesitation, he reached for the door handle, gently turning it, and slowly pushed the door open. What greeted him on the other side made him pause.
