The Jimin Effect ✔

Part One/Chapter Two

Jimin:

Jimin realized suddenly that Jungkook was gone, and he stopped dancing and flirting with Taehyung with a pout.

"Ugh, where did he go?"   Jimin's eyes darted around.

"Jimin-ah, isn't this obsession getting out of hand?"  Taehyung pleaded.

Jimin scowled and grabbed Tae's hand and pulled him back over to their towels.

"I'm not obsessed," he denied stubbornly, as he threw himself onto his towel on the sand on his belly, now refusing to meet Taehyung's eyes.

"Jimin, please."  Taehyung said, sitting down next to him on his own towel.

That was all he said, but it was enough.   Jimin bit his lip and thought of how his crush on Jungkook had gotten increasingly desperate and real.   In the beginning of the summer he was just ... He pursed his lips thinking of how it was at first.  He always liked attention from adults, even just praise and attention when he was younger.  But since he had gone through puberty he liked especially young hot people to notice him in a different way--girls and guys alike, he had accepted by now.

He realized, though a lot of teenagers lined up to watch Jungkook dance on his lunch breaks, that most of them weren't brave enough to try to talk to him...but Jimin couldn't resist sidling up to him when he had time at the lake.  At first he was just enjoying the interaction, enjoying making Jungkook smile, enjoying asking about the meaning of his tattoos, sometimes Jungkook would let Jimin touch his arm as he told Jimin about them, and the teen would run his fingers over the rippling muscles, trying to repress his desire.

In the last couple years, Jimin felt like his hormones were crazy.   Sometimes his entire body was on fire, imagining himself having sex with different girls and guys he had encountered during the day.  Sometimes he even imagined having sex with Tae, who was his long-time friend.   He felt like his brain was being taken over by puberty, washed in a film of sex that he couldn't escape from.

He thought camp would be a good escape from the normal neighborhood fantasies, though he wasn't sure why he thought so, they might be different kids but tons of the kids at camp had figured out ways to fuck. But each other, not Jeon Jungkook.  And while Jimin had had plenty of chances, had charmed himself into plenty of blowjobs, it was always Jungkook in his mind when he pictured himself losing his virginity.

You fell in love, his brain betrayed him.   You want HIM specifically, you aren't just being horny.

His brain circled back to what Taehyung had said, accused him of being obsessed, and he groaned and rolled onto his back.  Taehyung stared down at him, concerned.

It had changed since those early conversations, when Jimin just wanted attention.  More and more often he thought of ways to turn Jungkook on.  Dancing with Taehyung, flirting with him, touching his body in front of Jungkook.   Asking the man probing questions, biting his lip, making himself sound ... more sexually experienced than I actually am, Jimin thought with a swallow.

And Jungkook had changed, too, Jimin thought, sliding his hand down to rub at the outside of his bathing suit unconsciously.   At first, in the beginning of the summer, he was friendly and talkative.  But then, Jimin noticed more and more often, his eyes sliding off Jimin's face and onto his chest, his nipples, his lips, his waist, his legs.... More and more often when Jimin got out of the water and looked at Jungkook, the man's eyes were locked on his body, and he would meet Jimin's gaze, and gulp and blush and look away.

Jimin felt increasingly like he could flirt openly with Jungkook, and Jungkook responded with increasing embarrassment.   Damn it was hot, when Jimin had successfully made him blush and smile and look away.

And yeah, obsessed?  Jimin swallowed.  Yeah, he had started to fantasize about Jungkook every moment, imagining Jungkook's lips on his body, on his dick, on his ass... Fuck, thought Jimin and rubbed his hardening dick through his pants unconsciously again.

"Like, Jimin?"   Taehyung raised his eyebrows at Jimin's hand, breaking him out of his reverie.  "You are fantasizing about him right now, aren't you?"

"Fuck!"  said Jimin, slamming his hand down on the sand.

"Like, why are you torturing yourself with something unattainable?   You could probably fuck almost any of the other campers and yet you focus on someone you will never get.  Why are you making yourself crazy?"

Jimin could hear the sense in Taehyung's voice but he didn't want to believe it.

Suddenly he realized with a thump that Jungkook was on the other side of the beach, walking away from them.

"Listen, I'm gonna go...take a walk."

"Jimin?"  Taehyung asked, confused.

"Just cover for me okay, when our group goes to art after this, tell the counselor that I didn't feel good and went back to our cabin to lay down."

Taehyung searched his eyes, but then nodded, and Jimin was already running off.

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Author Note:

Poor Jimin and his teenage hormones!

I wonder what he is gonna do?

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