The Jimin Effect ✔

Part Three/Chapter Ten

Montero:

He watched Jimin, as he had every night now for the past five, sneak out of bed in his underwear as soon as Namjoon started to snore, and climb out the window.

Who the fuck is this boyfriend?   Who does Jimin give his widely desired virginity to on the first day of their relationship?  He didn't want to admit that somehow that bothered him the most, the thought of someone's else's dick buried inside little Jimin...

Montero laid on his belly, head in his hands, and watched, eyebrows knit, as Jimin dropped out of sight.  He suddenly felt decisive, and scrambled off the bunk and across the room.  He stuck his head out the window and searched in the darkness to find Jimin, and he spotted him dashing away, like a ghost in the darkness, gliding over a path apparently already well known.

Montero swallowed and climbed out the window after Jimin. 

I have to know who the fucking boyfriend is.  Is it just someone taking advantage of Jimin?  

He dashed after Jimin, and barely came around the corner of the lifeguard cabins to watch him disappear inside the door of the last cabin. 

What the fuck?  He thought, and looked in the window.  Jungkook stood there, arms crossed, and Jimin approached him with a look of tenderness Montero had never seen on him...  

"Jungkook-ah?" Jimin said, and the lifeguard turned his back to the boy.  Montero saw tears in Jungkook's eyes.  And suddenly he realized he was seeing something deeply personal, but he couldn't make himself look away. 

Jimin:

Jungkook turned his back to him and he felt his heart breaking. 

"Tell me the real truth about Montero, Jimin."

"I did!  What do you mean?" He circled around desperately to face Jungkook again.  The man's face was wracked with pain, and Jimin's heart broke for hurting him. 

"He said he didn't really make you sleep in his bed, that you knew you were free to leave if you really wanted to...". Jungkook tried to hold his gaze but Jimin dropped his eyes to the floor, shame burning his cheeks red. 

"I'm not sure," muttered Jimin. 

"Do you want to be with him?"  Jungkook asked.

"No!  I want to be with you!" Jimin said desperately, and brought hands under Jungkook's shirt, to glide soft palms over smooth abs.   Jungkook caught his wrists, though, and looked at him, scowling. 

"I told him to stop closing the window on you and manipulating you Jimin.  He said he was watching you shower, too?"

"I told him to stop, Jungkook-ah, I swear!"

"Yeah well, I told him to stop, too.  If he does anything like that again, you tell me and I will report him, or even get him kicked out." 

"Jungkook-ah, don't do that, please!  Listen, it's true, okay, I could have left probably.  But I guess I figured it was just as friends—platonic intimacy, you know?  Like it's just nice to have someone who cares about you, to snuggle up with at night."

Jungkook's face was distraught.  "Jimin, I want to be that person!"

"And you are, love," Jimin brought small hands against Jungkook's tan cheeks, "at least until you fall asleep and I have to leave you.."

"I wish you didn't have to leave!" Jungkook whined childishly.  "What about this fall, what college are you going to?" 

Jimin's heart froze. It felt odder than ever to outright lie to Jungkook.  "I'm not sure yet..."

"What? But..."

"It's a little complicated, but it will be in Busan."  Jimin thought of his actual school, Busan High School of the Performing Arts, where he and Taehyung were both seniors.  His heart crawled.  You will have to tell him soon, he realized. 

"But listen, baby, long story short, I will be in YOUR bed all night every night when we get back to Busan if you want me there."  He thought of his parents and rolled his eyes.  Let them try to stop me.

"You promise?"  Jungkook asked pitifully. 

"Yes, baby, yes, I promise."  Jimin stood on tiptoes to kiss him, and then whispered into his open mouth, eyes locked, "now make love to me and remind yourself that I belong to you." 

Jungkook locked hands around Jimin's shoulders.  "If you belong to me you better start acting like it, Park Jimin."

Jimin's heart beat faster as Jungkook took hold of him.  He was mostly uncontrollable, his parents and the counselors at a loss...and yet when Jungkook took control of him, especially in bed, it made him weak in the knees. 

Why is that? He thought, as the older man's hands moved to his neck, thumb lingering over his Adam's apple... Jimin swallowed and his heart pounded. 

"No more sleeping in Montero's bed, or anyone's, do you hear me Jimin?" 

Jimin nodded helplessly.

"No more snuggling up with anyone except me, got it?"  Jungkook thumb swirled over his Adam's apple again and Jimin's heart pounded with some combination of fear and lust, and he nodded desperately.

"And..." Jungkook brought his face near to Jimin's, he smelt unbelievable and Jimin licked his lips. "You are going to wear underwear from now on." 

Jimin stared, a million thoughts tried to process at once, and instead none did, and he nodded.  Jungkook went to kiss him and when Jimin tried to press lips to his he found himself denied again, and Jungkook said:  "And you are going to follow the dress code, Jimin."

Jimin found himself wanting to rebel... but even more, wanting to submit... and he nodded.

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Author Note:

Legit the best smut I've ever written incoming in the next few chapters, please hold onto your hats.

BORAHAE, tune in for the next chapter tomorrow!!!