"Baby,"

Jungkook groaned.

"Sweetie,"

Jungkook groaned and swerved to the other side of the bed.

"Doll?"

Jungkook threw hands.

"I am hungry, baby," Jimin pouted, feigning pity so that Jungkook would wake up.

Sighing to douse his anger, Jungkook opened his eyes to see Jimin right across his face. "It's Sunday, Hyung. The places don't open until noon."

"That's why I am in charge of everything around here," Jimin grabbed Jungkook's cheeks between his palms and squished them. "I have already found the perfect place for our brunch date. We are watching the afternoon show of Multiverse of Madness and then I am taking you shopping in the evening. We can have dinner outside or I can cook for us tonight."

"Are you trying to manipulate me into having sex?" Jungkook grinned with sleepy eyes, playing with Jimin's collar button of the nightwear.

"No, we aren't doing that," the older pulled away quickly, letting Jungkook sit on the bed and stretch his arms.

"Come shower."

"Together?" Jungkook was on his feet in the next moment.

"Go shower." Jimin pointed, making Jungkook stomp away while puffing his cheeks.

Jungkook has brought the subject so many times in the past six months they have started sharing a dorm together. It was hard for the two to control urges when they were sharing a bed, but so far, the older one was able to bring some discipline into their lives. Instead of leaving his bag anywhere, Jungkook now responsibly put it in the cabinet. The clothes weren't on the bedroom floor but in the laundry basket. Jungkook argued that he was eighteen now and that they should try some new things in the relationship, but Jimin had something else in mind.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, with all his hormones, he did. It was just the thought of anything happening that could separate him from Jungkook. He didn't want the boy to think that he used him. Jimin knew that he couldn't control everything.

"Hyung!"

"What is it?" Jimin asked from the kitchenette.

"Towels. I forgot towels."

"They are right behind you!"

"Found them!"

Jimin chuckled, shaking his head. As he proposed in the high school once to adopt the teen, he didn't say directly, but he derived pleasure in the fact that he was now taking care of him. It looked to him sort of adoption.

"Hyung!" Jungkook poked his drenched head from the bathroom, making Jimin look at him with questioning eyes. "Can you take me drinking tonight?"

Jimin's lips disappeared as he bit them in thought. "What do you want to drink? I was thinking to eat in a fine-dining place, but I am okay if you want to go clubbing."

"No," Jungkook shook his head, wanting to walk out naked, but he knew that Jimin would scold him if he did. He created boundaries they both had to follow. He wrapped the towel around his nether region and walked out. "I don't want to drink in the crowd. What you decided is fine. Do they sell beer?"

Jimin grabbed Jungkook's wrist and walked him to the bed, making him sit and then picking up the hairdryer after plugging it in the socket. His soft fingers and the warm air made Jungkook wrap himself around Jimin's torso. He closed his eyes, stuffing his face into the man's abs. Jimin heard the gruntled voices and he pulled Jungkook's face back by tugging at his hair softly while turning off the whirring sound of the blowdryer.

"What was it?"

"Why did you hold my hands that night when you wanted to fuck that girl in the next hours?" Jungkook reeled with an indignant pout on his face.

Jimin sighed defeatedly. It was so many times that this question was asked by the teen. "I didn't know you would ask me to fuck you. If I knew, I would have waited."

"Then why don't you when I am sitting here in front of you half-naked?" Jungkook pushed Jimin back.

Squinting his eyes, Jimin prepared himself to launch at Jungkook for a tickle attack. In the next moment, Jungkook was tearing up due to laughing so hard as he begged over and over that he would never bring up the subject again. Jimin thought to teach him well this time. He stopped for a moment to give the boy a breather before resuming again.

When he stopped, he held the boy's face in his palms and kissed his lips softly. Jungkook closed his eyes and his lids fluttered, discerning the feelings that the older had for him.

**

Jimin had to undoubtedly be the one to always arrive late everywhere. But now, he had a kid under his supervision, technically an adult, but Jungkook wanted to behave like a baby with his Hyung and his parents, and Jimin adored Jungkook regardless of how he behaved. When they all could afford to pamper the kid, then why not?

Whenever Jungkook asked him if he would marry him in the future, the man would say, yes, ninety-nine percent. Jungkook would pout and whine, asking to reconcile the remaining one percent, but Jimin was becoming more responsible and changing as his 20s had begun. The lack of one percent wasn't a reflection of his love, because he loved Jungkook more than the life itself, but it was a depiction of the practicality and intricacy of lives.

Responsibility didn't come easy to Jimin too. He was struggling, breaking down on many nights in his studio after exhausting himself. But he knew that there would be an adorable boy waiting for him in the bed at the end of the day, counting on him. He sought strength from it.

Ridding the habit of getting late came with a big cost too. The two were happy to go home on holiday. They got up, got ready, and made it to the airport, only to find out that they were an hour late and they missed their flight. It was the first time after they got together that Jungkook got upset. He didn't blame Jimin, because both of them were equally at fault, but he was looking forward to the holidays. They looked, but no other flight had a vacancy, given the festive season. Jimin felt ashamed and aghast to rip his little boyfriend's smile that was so bright.

Their parents had to fly them private.

Since then, Jimin knew he had to be more responsible than that, so he got rid of his bad habits. Now he realized how it empowered him.

He planned everything now. For example, he had a cab rented for their whole day date.

Jungkook hiccupped after drinking another sip of wine. His eyes were filled with buckets of intoxication. His gaze could strip Jimin naked, it was that engrossing and alluring. "Do you want more?" Jimin asked, closely looking at Jungkook and fixing his tousled hair.

"I want to go home," he mumbled, putting his palm over Jimin's chest. "And I want to make love."

Jimin smiled as Jungkook put his head under his neck, curling down to become his little baby as the older called him.

Could Jimin listen to Jungkook? He almost gave in to the temptation on numerous occasions, and he was considering it again now.

"Let's go then. Can you walk?"

"No," Jungkook pouted. "Carry me on your back."

Chuckling, Jimin paid their bill and as Jungkook demanded, carried him on his back until the cab. Jungkook kept nibbling Jimin's neck skin softly or taking the older's palm and raking his fingers through his own hair because it brought him relief.

Jimin tried to hide his boner from the boy and his eyes fell on something outside. "Please stop the car, sir."

The cab halted and Jungkook looked up at Jimin's face with his doe eyes. "Stay here, I will be right back."

Jungkook nodded, leaning back on the car seat.

Jimin pecked the teen's lips before rushing into the store. He dashed towards a section, seeing sex toys, condoms, and scented lubes. At first, he thought to pick a small pack of XL ones, but then he put them back, thinking of something. He then grabbed the big pack.

The cashier was looking at the dilemma Jimin was in. At last, Jimin decided he didn't need much and settled for a small pack, a small bottle of blueberry flavored lube, and a small vibrator.

"First time?" The cashier asked as he brought the items to be billed at the counter.

Jimin nodded expectantly, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

"Don't worry. Use as much of this," he pointed at the lube bottle. "And tell him to go easy on you."

Jimin nodded dumbly.

Jimin then looked up at the cashier.

Jimin then accepted the extended bag filled with his bought items. "Shut up!" He snatched the bag and put the cash on the counter. Without waiting to get his change, he rushed back to the cab.

"I am sorry, bab-"

He spotted Jungkook sleeping and snoring loudly. He situated himself on the seat after taking Jungkook's head and putting it on his thighs. The boy looked so innocent, so pure, someone who only deserved to be tickled and pecked. He closed Jungkook's ajar mouth and the snoring stopped.

Jungkook turned and stuck his face into Jimin's torso, finding a more relaxed position to keep sleeping in. The 20-year-old man stroked the boy's head, patting him gently. When they arrived at the dormitory, he had no option but to carry the teen inside.

Placing Jungkook on the bed, Jimin changed him into comfortable clothes, and sat beside him, seeing how his chest raised and fell softly. Looking at the packet sitting on the nightstand, Jimin knew one thing - he would wait for the right time. Jungkook was special that he needed to be treated with nothing less than special.

Jimin took the bag and threw it in the trash can.

Getting under the cover, he pulled Jungkook close. The younger didn't resist and put his left leg on the older's hip like it was a memory to his muscles. Jimin sniffed his mild fragrance, calming his own mind and taking strength for the next big day out of many days to come. The school days were gone, but college life was holding many beautiful surprises. They had to live and unfold many moments, together.

**

A/N : 'Since High school' ends here.

I wanted to write a sequel in continuation of this book to show their college life. Moreover, the title of the book was also chosen for the same reason. But I couldn't write the whole sequel. Instead, there are 3 epilogues.  

14 May 2021