The TV was turned off, and all seven members were in their corresponding rooms- but Jungkook was with Jimin. He was getting taller than Jimin, which was another mental breakdown, and that led to perfect sleeping positions. Jimin fit in Jungkook's torso and chest like a seed in a flower pot. Jungkook was working out weekly, and his muscles easily build themselves on his body. He was firm, yet nothing made Jimin feel more safe than in someone else's arms.

"Jungkookie, you're getting so big~" Jimin moved back away from Jungkook, and laid his head on the thick biceps on Jungkook's right arm, splayed across the right side of the bed. "...that could go more ways than one, hyungie." Jungkook giggled to him, and Jimin rolled his eyes in response. "I mean, I'm sure it's going both ways- but I'm meaning, your muscles." He explained.

He received an unexpected kiss. "Thank you, Jimin hyung." Jungkook smiled down, just a stripe of white shining in the dark through his pink lips. Jimin squirmed under the blankets, his eyes catching on Jungkook's mouth. "Are you comfortable enough?" Jungkook asked, reaching to pull a brown, fluffy blanket up more towards their shoulders. "Yeah, I am. You're very comfortable." Jimin snuggled back in to Jungkook, his head ending up on Jungkook's pecks. He complained in his head about the butterflies in his lower stomach- not the average hyper ones.

Jungkook laid his head on top of Jimin's, closing his heavy eyes and keeping Jimin close. He noticed Jimin shiver, and his right leg was tossed on Jungkook's waist, getting closer. Their thighs pressed against each other, as close as they could get.

"You said you were comfortable; why lie to me, if you're cold?" Jungkook asked with a shake of his head. "I'm- not, I'm not cold." Jimin sighed at the hotter he got, as Jungkook pulled up more blankets. "Oh, just a cold chill, yeah? Okay."

After a while, Jimin retrieved his leg and pushed his foot gently between Jungkook's. "What- are you doing?" Jungkook asked, chuckling nervously. Jimin said nothing, and his thigh was now between Jungkook's meatier ones. He heard the younger one gasp in sharply as he pressed his knee up, slightly on to his groin before pulling it back down, as if it was on an accident.

Jimin knew Jungkook was going to say something. He chirped and pushed more in to Jungkook, smiling innocently. Jimin's head counted to ten, and within those short seconds, he felt six throbs between his thighs. Jungkook always seemed to have this affect on Jimin, when they were alone and in public.

"Nevermind, put your leg between mine. Please~" Jimin parted back, now a decent gap between the two all down their bodies. "Why?" Jungkook asked, clearly suspicious of the favor. "It's really comfy." Jimin answered plainly. Jungkook glared and they both chuckled.

Jungkook got his leg between Jimin's, and didn't bother getting closer again. Jimin tilted his head down so the other male wouldn't see him biting hard and licking on his lips. He shifted under the blankets, again, but this time having Jungkook's thigh pressing up on his crotch. It was difficult to keep back a moan then.

The thin shorts he was wearing, wasn't helping him either. He was still hot, and the baggy t-shirt of Taehyung's he had on, just made him want fucked even more. Fucked in nothing but a large shirt, the fabric sliding up his torso with every inch his body was pushed up from thrusting inside of him.

"Mmh," Jimin grunted at his own thoughts. "Thank you." He said, as to not allow Jungkook to figure out what he was really doing.

Jungkook, however, already knew what he was planning. He was smarter than Jimin thought.

"Hey, Jimin?" Jungkook was smiling as he spoke. Jimin could tell, without even looking up. "If you're horny and want something done about it, all you have to do is ask- just saying." Jimin coughed a few times, out of surprise, and a red blush spread across his cheeks under his eyes. "Wh-wha- wait, who said I was even horny? You're so per-" "Your body language. You've got my leg right on yourself, super close to me, blushing like crazy," Jungkook listed off. It only made Jimin more flustered.

"And you're restless, besides saying you're comfortable. Come on, hyung, I'm not stupid." He finished off. He retracted his arm from under Jimin, and set it on Jimin's side. Jimin flinched slightly, from his cold fingers against the hot skin under his shirt.

"I know you aren't stupid," Jimin grumbled to him, almost inaudibly. "I just, don't know how to, well- ask, and then we're not even together-" "First of all, says who? And you're already friends with benefits with V hyung, so I know you're fine with that." Jungkook cut him off. It seemed to take Jimin by surprise, as he went quiet for a quick moment.

Jungkook got closer and whispered in Jimin's ear, "Hyung ever touch you below here?" As his left hand slipped just under Jimin's v-line. A gasp came from Jimin while his hips jerked up, towards Jungkook's hand. "Uh-um," Jimin swallowed nervously, his throat suddenly going dry from the forwardness. "Well, n-not- not, under..." His heart beat erratically in his chest and he pushed his face back in to Jungkook's chest, whining.

Jungkook chuckled. "You're so cute." That caused a heat wave over the smaller one's body. "I would ask what exactly it is that you want me to do, but I don't think you're capable, yet." Jungkook told him, smirking. His hand slid down under Jimin's shorts about another half inch, and reached the elastic of his panties. Jimin's hips moved swiftly, rolling up so the tips of his middle and index finger slid under the final barrier. "I'm, not stupid either..." Jimin mumbled back to him. His breathing got heavier, suspense waiting on the other side of Jungkook's sleep shirt.

"Oh, I know that, hon'. I was going to see your reaction, if I continued down," Jungkook's hand followed his words. "And teased you through your thin panties. But you don't want that, I can see. You want my hand on you, directly there." Passing the small amount of thin hair, Jungkook gently cupped Jimin's wet pussy, and a loud moan echoed on all of the walls. Jimin's back arched, flawing in showing Jungkook his tan neck.

Jungkook's voice deepened as he spoke, "Woah, holy shit Jimin- hyung, you're like fucking water." He himself shifted his hips, growing hard at a quicker pace than expected. Jimin started panting against Jungkook's heavy chest. "F-fuck- you don't think I know this..." He sighed heavily, and Jungkook removed his leg from between his. Jungkook's fingers ghosted over Jimin's most sensitive parts, one smooth motion and he could be two fingers deep, easily. In fact, the pads of his middle three fingers allowed him to feel every time Jimin uncontrollably (or controllably) throbbed, wanting more.

"Just- wow, Jimin...I didn't know you could get this bothered, poor thing." Jungkook kissed the top of Jimin's head, and with a desperate whine something switched. Jimin spread his legs so Jungkook was now just barely touching the slick labia between his hot thighs. "Don-don't bother, anything else- just please give me at least two, shit." Jimin hissed as he turned on to his back, and arched his hips so Jungkook's hand slipped, without a movement of the younger one, over Jimin's leaking entrance. "R-really-" "Ggukie, trust me- you won't have to do much, I'm already so fucking close, I swear to God...please, I'm already..." Jimin trailed off, eyes shutting tightly while Jungkook got higher up on his side. Jungkook nodded, his heart pounding in his chest and Jimin swore he could feel it himself, as they kissed carefully.

"Mmh!" Jimin's chest pressed on Jungkook as his back arched, one finger slipping inside of his pussy. Jungkook moaned into Jimin's mouth, growing suddenly frustrated with the tightness of his pants. Jimin's wet walls opened smoothly to the penetration of Jungkook's finger, and he was far from losing interest any time soon. Jungkook felt Jimin grab tightly at the sheets beside him, continuous moans vibrating againat Jungkook's lips while the youngest one continued deeper. With his knuckles pressed against Jimin's pelvis, Jungkook began moving his hand back and forth, kissing and biting hard on Jimin's lips as he got used to, and cherished the tightness around him already. His dick strained in his pajama pants, probably leaking but his mind was clouded by the surprise of Jimin's extreme arousal.

Jimin turned his head, separating the kiss, which gave them time to regain their breaths. "Haah~ Oh- fuck, oh," Jimin kicked the blankets off of his legs, and wrapped them around Jungkook, forcing the younger to climb on top of him and situate between his already-open legs.

"J-Jeonggukie-" Jimin squeaked, caught between a moan and a gasp while his hips jerked up in sync with Jungkook's hand. His pace quickened, with every wet thrust of his hand Jimin got more riled up, grabbing at everything within his reach. "So pretty, Jiminie," Jungkook got to Jimin's neck, and he knew Jimin was cumming when his pussy pulsated around his fingers, quivering and pushing back against him. Jungkook's teeth came out to Jimin's collarbones, and he wanted to mark the skin darker, but he wasn't sure- and in Jimin's state, clouded and not fully there, he couldn't ask and receive an absolute answer.

Quickening the speed of his wrist, Jimin was overwhelmed and his chest tightened, suddenly a wave of insecurities swallowing him whole, making it seem he was sinking in to the mattress. He thought he had opened his eyes but everything was still dark.

Stuck between ecstasy and a breakdown, Jimin released the sheets and grabbed on to Jungkook's loose shirt instead. Jungkook was kissing in his neck, rubbing his cock on Jimin's left thigh as he rode out his own orgasm. Jimin pet his hair, realizing his fingers weren't in him anymore suddenly brought relief. His legs relaxed, and were bent up on either side of Jungkook's waist. Jungkook muffled his moans in Jimin's neck, and he gave tender kisses around parts that would be exposed in a regular Tshirt.

Bodies close, Jungkook on top of Jimin, it was less than three minutes before they were both asleep in their own lands of dreams.

Now the entire dorm rested, calling it a day...