JIMIN POV.
As soon as I arrived in front of Jungkook's house, I leaned on the wall harshly and tried to collect my breath. I have been running like crazy up the stairs so I am quite sweaty and tired, but I don't really care about that. I just need to look good and get my Jungkookie back.
I rang the doorbell as I cleared my throat and readied myself to hug him tightly. It was super late at night, around 3 a.m. But I didn't have patience to wait till the morning.
DING DONG!
No answer.
DING DONG!
Again, nothing.
He is probably sleeping.
DING DO-
- Hello? -A raspy voice made its way through the cracked door. My heart started beating fast as the door opened wider and wider, because I realized... -Who are you?
Jin hyung had opened the door.
I totally forgot that his brother was here. Ohh shit... I'm in trouble.
- O-Oh h-hey! -I replied all flustered and embarrassed as the tall guy kept on rubbing his eyes so he could wake himself from his sleep.
- J-Jin h-hyung, I'm sorry for disturbing... -I bit my lower lip, cursing at myself from inside. -It's me, Jimin.
- J-Jimin? -He paused for a while and scratched his hair before replying. -What are you doing here at this hour?
- U-Um...
Come on Jimin, find something...
- I came here to tell Jungkook something.
- Jungkook?
- Yes Sir-oh I mean- Yes hyung...
I fucked up.
- He is sleeping right now. What did you want to tell him, I will convey your message to him in the morning.
Convey my message? There is no way I'm letting him confess my love to Jungkook.
- O-Oh sure, I wanted to tell him to... um... to send me that picture he took today cuz I want to upload it to Instagram.
Silence.
- Jimin are you okay? -Jin hyung seemed more confused than ever.
OKAY. JIMIN YOU FUCKED UP REAL TIME, THIS TIME BRO.
- Jin hyung I'm sorry for disturbing, I was just going! -I tried to change the topic but he was too eager to hear more about the interesting and weird request of mine.
- No no, what picture is this?
Go back to sleep, please. I'm already dying of embarrassment.
- H-Hyung it's really nothing-
- Jimin-ssi?
My mouth was almost paralyzed and no words came out as soon as the angelic voice echoed through the apartment gap.
It was the only person I had been dying to see... J-Jungkook...
His cute pajamas, his messy hair and rosy cheeks, his beautifully shaped lips and those big brown eyes that I was dying to stare at... I m-missed those innocent looks and that cute wonder in his melodic voice...
- J-Jungkook... -I almost chocked on that word. He pushed past Jin hyung and came to the front of the door crack.
- What are you doing here?
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Touch Therapist | Jikook/Kookmin [UNDER REVISION]
FanfictionDealing with physical contact anxiety, Jungkook accepts Jimin's friendly offer of being his "touch therapist" to help him get used to touch and physical proximity. With time, their interaction takes another level, making them question what they real...