Nothings Gonna Hurt You Baby // jikook

fourteen

Jungkook's hands shook as they pulled open the door to Persona, a warm gust of air greeting his cold body as he stepped in from outside. Mistress Kitty was typing away at her phone from behind the ticket booth, her face brightening as she saw Jungkook walk in and set her phone aside.

"Bunny!" She exclaimed, resting her chin on her hand elegantly. Her sharp, orange nails pressed into her cheek and Jungkook held his hand out. She instantly placed her palm delicately in his through the cash slot, watching as he admired her fresh manicure.

"It's my last chance to do fall colors. Winter will be here before we know it." She explained and he winced at her words, pulling his hand away.

"God, I hope not."

She seemed amused by his reaction and flicked through her log book, humming as she did so. "Are you here to meet Jimin? He should be finishing up the aftercare with his client soon."

Jungkook was instantly brought back to his state of nervousness, nodding shyly and looking down to where the toes of his boots were pointed in, rocking back on his heels.

"Yeah, I don't think I'll be staying though. I dunno if he is but I wanted to surprise him, there was a bit of drama over the weekend."

She raised a high arched brow and slid her book aside, popping a bubble with the cinnamon gum she chewed. "Are you in trouble, Bun? Or is it vanilla troubles?"

His fingers fiddled with one another and he shrugged, struggling to meet her eye contact as he thought over the events of the other night. "I think maybe both."

The mistress seemed a little shocked by that, before her surprised expression schooled into one of sympathy. She offered him a sad smile and Jungkook stepped aside from the glass when the front door swung open, a couple walking in and going to the booth for access into the club.

Originally Jungkook hadn't even wanted to go to Persona. His ego and insecurity screamed at him that it was a bad idea and that he should just sit at home and wait for Jimin to come to him. It had been two days of minimal contact between the men. Jimin had texted him the morning after to ask if he was okay, to which he said yes, and then said they should talk, to which Jungkook didn't respond. He knew that they would have to eventually but fresh off the hurt of being treated with was a dismissive attitude, he wasn't up for it.

But Jimin hadn't tried to text him after that, telling Taehyung he was giving him space to evaluate his emotions and that he needed to do the same. It was probably the healthiest response possible but at the time Jungkook wished Jimin didn't do the right thing all the time, he wanted him to come to Jungkook and force him to talk about it like he'd wanted to the other night.

But of course, Jimin was a stable, normal person so he wouldn't force him, which is why Jungkook had to make himself do it after two days of moping.

Jungkook couldn't help but feel guilty about the disagreement. He was still frustrated with Jimin for not wanting to talk about what happened with Iseul, but Taehyung was right. They weren't in a relationship, they weren't heading towards a relationship. It was just Jungkook's nosy heart that didn't understand why they weren't together that felt the need to know what happened.

Which was another revelation he was having. As much as he would love to deny it, he couldn't help but realize he was growing attached to the man. Not in the way that they agreed to. Jimin was attached in the way that made him a good dom, attentive, caring and seeking something that wasn't fickle. He wanted a deeper connection with his submissive that wasn't like a partner you just had a scene with, and that was what Jungkook thought he wanted too.