Opposite's Still Attract || Jikook

9 • Meetings

"Hey, sleepy head." Jimin whispered, tapping the raven haired's chin lightly in an attempt to wake the other up.

"Mm." Jungkook grunts out, head lolling to the side when the blond pulls his pillow away.

"Wake up, bun." he repeated, poking the Spade's left cheek and blowing air onto his face. "Ah, You won't wake up?"

Jungkook furrows his brows, his eyes still closed as he wiggled to get a better position on his bed. It was too early.

Jimin tilts his head, devising a stupid plan in a few minutes to wake the latter up. He scoots closer and presses his lips against the sleeping male's ear and decides, fuck it.

"Ah~ Jungkook-" the blond moaned out, suppressing a giggle when Jungkook's head twitched. "Mm, yeah. Just like that baby-"

Jungkook snaps his eyes open, cheeks heating up as he pushed himself up the bed abruptly. Jimin's eyes widened as the action pulls the comforter he was sitting at upwards causing him to fall on the floor with a sharp thud.

"Jungkook!" Jimin yelled in accusation, head poking from the side of the bed to glare at the Gangster who was glances at him like a deer caught in headlights.

"Shit." he cursed, slapping himself awake. "Holy shit."

"You-" Jimin huffs, grunting as he stood from the floor. He places one hand on his hip and glowers at Jungkook, his glare immediately fading when the raven haired smiles at him sheepishly. "Oh my God, you dork!"

"I was-" Jungkook coughed, "Sorry, I think I was having a dream."

Jimin falls into a fit of giggles at the statement, holding his stomach at the exertion and bending his body forward.

Only then does Jungkook realize that the latter was wearing a pair of boxers which was already consumed underneath the size of Jungkook's white shirt which looked so good yet so big on him.

"J-Jimin, I mean- Miracle-" the raven haired stuttered out, kicking his legs out of bed and grabbing the medicine on his bedside table. He swallows it up quickly and washes it down by the glass of water beside it.

"I made breakfast." the blond tuts, eyes glinting in amusement when Jungkook licks his lips and runs a hand through his hair in embarrassment. "Come out when you've uhm, dealt with that."

"With what?" Jungkook asked, frowning when Jimin laughs again and points at the male's exposed lower half.

Jimin walks out with a skip in his step, the door slamming behind him as the Spade stared at his half hard dick in frustration.

How dare you betray me like that.

He scolds at himself mentally, groaning and placing his head on both of his palms in stress.

>>>

"Miracle." Jungkook voiced out gruffly, gulping down the remnants of his toast and poking the latter on the hip.

"Mm?" Jimin hummed out in answer, side-glancing the raven haired as he drank his glass of milk.

"M'gonna-" the Spade pauses, taking another bite of the scrambled eggs before continuing. "give you a ride back to your apartment."

"Oh no, ggukie. If it's a bother with your plans please don't." Jimin denied out, raising both of his hands and shaking his head. "You just came out of a fever."

"I'm okay now, no fever since last night. I can cancel." Jungkook insisted with a shrug, "It's not that important anyway."

"If you're sure." the blond says, finishing his milk and sliding the glass on the table.