𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 ʲⁱᵏᵒᵒᵏ

his confession

"jungkook?"

jimin stares up at the taller man standing outside his door. he's soaked due to the rain. he's panting, chest rising up and down.

"w-what are you doing here? it's late! and- it's raining! oh god, you're gonna get sick! what is going through your mi- hmph!"

the short black haired male gets interrupted all of a sudden when a pair of soft lips crashes against his. jimin's eyes widen immediately. that's when it hit him. jungkook was kissing him.

his eyes softened before he slowly closed them, leaning into jungkook's touch. jimin could feel his own hands twitch, too nervous and hesitant on where to place them. he somehow ended up wrapping them around jungkook's neck, and jungkook's own hands, one on his waist, one holding his chin.

the two finally parted with a small gasp, jimin slightly panting for air. the two looked at each other before letting out a small laugh.

"i like you, jimin."