The Jimin Effect ✔

Part Two/Chapter One

Jungkook:

Jungkook swallowed, they were getting within sight of the camp beach.  He smiled at Jimin nervously and unlaced their fingers, but Jimin wouldn't let him go.

"Jimin-ah..." groaned Jungkook, as Jimin pulled the lifeguard behind a tree in the woods.  His heart turned over as the small one tangled hands in his hair, pressed lips to his, gasping.  He wrapped arms around Jimin, sliding hands around his bare back, feeling his muscles twist as he wrapped himself around Jungkook passionately. 

Jungkook moaned.  "Jimin-ah, we have to get back!" 

Jimin pulled back from him finally, biting his lip.  "Give me your cell number, I will text you later." 

Jungkook looked at him in amusement.   "342-555-9872" the lifeguard said, mouth twisting.

"342-555-9872," Jimin repeated back, whispering the numbers into Jungkook's open mouth, before embracing him one last time.  

When Jimin pulled away, he walked off alone, through the woods, toward the cabins, walking slightly gingerly, and Jungkook's heart pounded as the last hour flashed through his brain. 

Jungkook shook his head, not even sure what to think about what had just happened. 

"An hour ago, I went on break, and I come back with a teenage twink as my boyfriend?"  Jungkook muttered to himself.  He drew up to the lifeguard shack on the beach.

"Jungkook, where have you been?"  His boss glanced at his watch, "that was a very long break!"

"I was hiking and lost track of time, sorry, sir, shall I go back on duty right now?"  Jungkook shifted nervously.  

"Yes, tell Choi to come take five, and hope that he has a better sense of time than you do."

Jungkook bowed and walked quickly down to the lifeguard chair, breathing hard with nervousness. 

Fucking Park Jimin, he thought, but as a smile twisted his mouth, the only feeling in his heart was deep affection. 

Jimin:

Jimin's heart pounded as he tried to jog back to their cabin without being noticed.   After swimming they had art, and then they would all go back to the cabin to change and shower for dinner.  

As long as I made it back before everyone else did, Jimin thought, but when he banged the door open, his entire group and his counselors were there, staring at him with eyes raised. 

"Jimin?  Where were you?  Taehyung said you were laying down in here because you were sick, but we just got back and you were gone, I was about to call Bang PD-nim to put out a search for you."  Said his counselor, Kim Namjoon.

Jimin's heart pounded and his intelligent eyes flicked around the cabin.   Kids were still pulling their shoes off, they must have literally just gotten back a minute before him.

"I...was laying down but I had to go to the bathroom," Jimin said.   "My stomach is just upset so I guess I was in there for a while." 

He walked non-chalantly back to his bed and laid down as if he was getting back in bed.

Both counselors and several other campers looked at him quizzically, and Seokjin, the other counselor, walked over to sit next to Jimin and felt his forehead.  

"Well you do feel warm, Jimin, but ..." he looked Jimin over from head to toe, and looked into his eyes at the end, eyes narrowing, "you also look sunburned."

Jimin breathed out a sigh of relief.  "Ah, yes, Hyung, maybe I have sun sickness a little bit." 

"Well in that case, the worse thing you can do is just sleep without rinsing off the sun and sand, why are you sleeping in your bathing suit, silly boy?"  He gripped Jimin's arm and helped him sit.  "Let's get you boys to the shower.   Taehyung-ah, stay with Jimin in case the sun sickness makes him weak."

Jimin and the rest of the kids in the cabin grabbed clothes and towels and walked in a straggling line with the counselors to the bathrooms, where Soekjin and Namjoon hung outside while the eight boys went into the bathroom.   The showers were individual stalls in a long line with curtains separating boy from bathroom.

Poor Taehyung, Jimin knew, hated the fact that that curtain would whip and the other boys could surely catch glimpses of you naked as you showered. 

Jimin, on the other hand, had always left the curtain open an inch or two, making eye contact with the other campers in the cabin with a challenging smirk.  They mostly rolled their eyes at him, accepted Jimin's horny ass but didn't engage with him.  

But someone was more than accepting.   His cabin mate Montero was flamboyantly gay and horny and had not only looked, shamelessly, at the gap in the curtain, but had increasingly climbed into Jimin's bed, after lights out, after Namjoon snored deep, to fool around, make out and pull at each other's dicks until they came. 

Guess we can't do that anymore, now I'm a kept boy, Jimin thought to himself with a smirk, heart beating with the knowledge that Jungkook was his boyfriend. 

He watched Montero strip naked, his dark skin gleamed off carefully maintained muscle.   He made eye contact with Jimin and smirked, biting his lip and raising an eyebrow.  Jimin blushed.  It would be stupid to deny his physical attraction to his cabin-mate.   But now I'm Jungkook's...he thought with a smile.

"Jimin-ah, you do look kind of fucked, are you really sick?"   Taehyung looked at Jimin as he undressed for the shower, and Jimin looked at himself in the mirror for a minute.  He was sunburned, badly, and on his ass, too.  His back and forearms were red and raw from being rubbed into the sand, and he had bruises on his hips that were probably too obviously finger marks... Jimin was lightheaded suddenly, and swayed on his feet.

"Should I get in with you, Jimin-ah?" Taehyung asked.

"Yeah okay," said Jimin, suddenly unable to deny that his ass hurt badly, that he was limping, that he was sunburned and sore and raw. 

Taehyung came into the shower with him, and Jimin leaned up against the wall of the shower and let Taehyung wash him. 

"What the fuck happened since I saw you," Taehyung whispered, eyes meeting Jimin's.  "This didn't happen from you sleeping, where were you?" 

Jimin stared at the floor, torn between wanting to tell Taehyung and wanting to keep his promise to Jungkook. 

"I can't tell you," Jimin whispered, "it's a secret." 

"A secret from me?"  Taehyung narrowed his eyes suspiciously.  He started to wash himself now, letting Jimin lean up against the shower and just watch him. 

"You weren't actually with Jungkook-ssi were you, Jimin-ah?" Taehyung whispered to him. 

Jimin stared at the floor, turning increasingly red.  He was a bad liar anyway, but he never kept anything from Taehyung.

"I promised I wouldn't say anything," Jimin whispered.

Taehyung stared at him in disbelief, and then let eyes travel over Jimin's bruised and sunburned and sand-scraped body again. 

"Sometimes I really don't know, with you, Jimin," Taehyung said, and Jimin breathed a sigh of relief that he didn't push at him.

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Author Note:

I hope you guys are excited about a second part of this story! Part Two has ten chapters, and I will publish every day until it is complete!!

For those who don't know, Montero is Lil Nas X, who I also love, so I decided to include him in the story!

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