EEERRRRR!!!

A low and heavy pant escapes the wet parted lips, desperately catching his breath with hands to his knees while the team cheered on in the background along with the crowd.

But Jimin remains still, eyes closed to gather his composure yet wearing a tired smile as his teammates gravitates towards him and let him join in on their celebration.

First game of the season and they won all five sets.

By a lot.

Not like the team was bad, they put off a good fight. A really good fight to be honest. But they had one problem.

They didn't know how to shrug Jimin off.

Jimin was always there to save the ball, every single time, keeping it in play.

The saves gave the team an advantage to attack, and with their skills already molded perfectly to work well as a unit was just the cherry on top.

But Jimin doesn't have time to stay and celebrate with them.

After they did their whole departing process from the team and high fived them a goodbye, Jimin didn't waste time in sprinting out of the gym. His legs and arms are screaming to rest already, but he keeps pushing until he makes it out the back door. The first time he's met with is the track, followed by the shrilling and chaotic cheers that's far louder than the ones in the gym.

Right at the center of the track is the field, where the game has an hour left before it ends.

Instinctively Jimin smiles when he sees a familiar ravenette playing on in the field, quickly moving through the track to enter the bleachers - where there's already a shit ton of people sitting there already - and just stands by the fence with a giddy smile.

Okay so maybe having Jungkook talk to him before the game did make his mood a little better, and that's not really something unexpected.

He's blue after all.

Jimin will admit, he was upset.

Was.

While they were getting it on yesterday, Jimin for the first time ever truly felt.... Connected with someone.

In a sexual way so to say.

It wasn't just lust, but it was a blindness by the feeling. He felt so loss of control and that rarely ever happens.

Maybe not at all.

When he's sexual with someone, he would usually be aware of what happens most of the time, like his conscious is still heightened and in intact.

Yesterday though...

He was riled up, badly.

If it wasn't because of Jungkook and that phrase of having trust, Jimin would've let him take it that far.

He was that bad yesterday, and the feeling felt like taking a drug for the first time.

Jimin got attached, for that single moment at least.

So when Jungkook easily got up and left, Jimin did feel like maybe he was the only one who felt it, or if he was losing his mind. He was surging with jealousy that someone can just easily take away Jungkook's attention from him, especially by Taehyung. Jimin wanted to discover more about whatever that feeling he felt was.

After Jungkook left, it was as though it turned off, stopped existing.

Gone.

He had a moment to ground himself, thinking to that this isn't like him.

Nowhere in any lifetime would Jimin ever let himself be vulnerable to another human being again, no matter how much he felt something spark for that moment they had together

For a moment he slipped.

Now that he knows what to expect, won't happen again.

After all, Jimin doesn't do long term commitment.

"WOAHHHH LET'S GO COBRAS! HELL YES!!"

Jimin is starting to get hyped up by the crowd, hollering with hands cupping his mouth as well as he cheers after them with a little bounce between his feet. The only one that has his attention out there is his beloved boyfriend, seeing the oozing focus pouring out of him as he runs with amazing dribbling skills and easily side dribbling that sent a defender from the other team to slide to the side.

From getting hyped up, Jimin now observed in complete intrigue to Jungkook's skills as an athlete. His upper body is lifted, not so hunched over but with square shoulders and a straight back - demonstrating a good body posture while playing. Legs are strong, muscles flexing whenever he would take a step or divert back to running to a different direction. Quick reflexes and clear leading skills by instructing the team in the field.

The longer Jimin stares and calculates these observations, the more the thrilled he got by watching Jungkook's technique while he plays.

He plays clean, fast, and directly to the point.

Similar to a bold statement.

That he is the captain.

And good ass player too.

"Bro, Flash is fucking amazing! You see how he broke that dude's ankles!"

"He's amazing as hell! Heard he might get recruited for a league!"

"As he should!"

Jimin's ears perked to this, and his gaze shifts over to these two girls who were talking behind him, wearing the colors to represent the school. They seem like athletes themselves, so Jimin felt comfortable enough to ask.

"Hey, who's Flash you guys are referring to?"

One of the girls shifts their gaze to him, with the brown pixie hair style clearly still hyped up by the game, "Jungkook bro, the one that stands out as the wing position. Look at those skills man!"

Of course they're squealing about him, he's that captivating.

His talented lovely.

Jimin's smile widen, cutely, "Jungkook? Oh, he's, my boyfriend."

Both girls now snap their attention onto him. The one with the silver short hair with an all around under cut, jaw drops, "Oh shit! You're his boyfriend? Since when?"

"Oh, this is all pretty recent," Jimin chuckles out, watching as the girl that first answered him with a headband pushing her hair back smirks to his shyness, "How do you guys know him?"

"We're in the Women's Football team," The smirking girl remarks, "We always have friendly games with the guys. Your boy is a beast!"

"Dude remember when he did that move-"

"The rainbow over Felix's head-"

"YES!" The two girls are laughing now, making Jimin smile widen to their interaction before the silver haired girl looks over at him, "Dude are you alone? Come stand with us!"

"Actually, can you tell me more about the players?" Jimin asks, accepting their offer and moves to stand between them, "I want to be as engrossed into this as possible, well to learn for my baby."

The two girls cooed to the blushing man but did him the favor. So, throughout the game, they would point out players from the team, explaining their roles in the team and the basics so Jimin can get the gist of it. Even if Jimin tried to focus on other players to understand their position, his eyes kept drifting to Jungkook every single time.

He's just so captivating, especially how he plays.

The girls, who he later discovered their names to be Amber and Jungyeon, stayed with Jimin for the rest of the game. This is the first time he's really hung out with girls in a casual sense, and it wasn't really awkward or with them shying away most of the time. They oozed in confidence and talked to Jimin as though he was one of them, making him feel really welcomed actually without any awkward tension.

Most of the girls he would interact with would be due to the make-up pallet, not as friends.

As a matter of fact, Jimin rarely has any friends.

He just has his team, and his colors as company.

Not like he cares either way.

By the time the game ended, to which their school team obviously won, they exchanged numbers and made plans to hang out on Saturday and go out to an arcade or something. Jimin liked the idea and decided as a mental note to ask Jungkook if it's something he would be interested in.

In the midst of the teams finishing their line up to high five one another, expressing the good game, Jungkook finally noticed Jimin in the audience. Enthusiastically Jimin waves at him and holding his thumbs up.

Even if he was far away, Jimin still noticed the subtle smile forming Jungkook's lips and goes to approach him-

Jimin's smile drops, drastically, just as a body suddenly came into view and tackles Jungkook into a hug.

Two bodies actually.

One of them being a familiar male, who Jimin remembers as Yoongi, the shortest one of the other two males.

How can he ever forget Yoongi.

The other one Jimin really does remember well.

The bestie.

Taehyung.

He's wearing a very bright and excited smile as he hugs Jungkook, a bit too long of a time, before pulling back with hands to Jungkook's jaw as he shrieks in joy for him. Jungkook's eyes practically glowed as he stared at him, smiling happily as he has his hands on Taehyung's shoulder blades.

This nudged Jimin's irritated side.

Don't get him wrong, he's not the type to gain feelings so easily.

But it pisses him off when he's dating someone
and someone else can easily make his partner look like they brought the fucking universe before his eyes.

It just fuels his insecurity, but at the same time question if he should really be wasting his time on someone who's not even going to like him.

Okay Jimin, leave it be.

They're just friends.

Jungkook already-

"Damn bro, are you just going to let another man touch your boy like that?"

Oh sweetie, if only you knew what was running through Jimin's head.

How lucky that he's blue.

And blue is sweet, soft and cuddly. Slow to anger, open to love and affection.

Blue, a color Jimin both loves and hates being.

Jimin gulps thickly to Amber's remark, forcing a smile and shrugs, "It's fine. They're best friends after all."

"Best friends?" Jungyeon laughs to this, stepping off the bleachers along with them since the game ended, "Not trying to cause problems but just for your information, he's more than just a bestie."

Is that so?

Jimin narrows his eyes, just as Amber shoves Jungyeon with her shoulder as the two-walk side by side, "You're going to fill his head with shit dude!"

"I mean if my girl was best friends with her ex that she lasted two years with then yeah, I would like to know about it."

Ah, that explains everything then.

Jimin wasn't overreacting.

He knew there was something more going on between them, or at least had something going on.

From how Jungkook was quick to go to him, the way Taehyung acted when he saw Jimin - It's so obvious.

Jimin knew to trust in his intuition, and good thing he never wanted something serious with Jungkook the first place.

Further proving why he will never settle for long term commitment.

This thing what they have isn't going to last long.

Jimin has said it before, he doesn't care about whatever intention Jungkook has with him, but as long as they're together then to keep it real because Jimin will keep it real from his end.

As if it was a real relationship, because it is.

Slowly Jimin's heart grew colder and colder, all the way until he didn't feel anything at all.

He just knew something was up.

He knew it.

Not like it matters either way.

Next semester Jimin will be with someone else and maybe Jungkook will end up with Taehyung again.

For Jungkook's sake, sure hope so since it's so obvious he's still into him.

That's why Jimin won't let Jungkook so close, no matter how open Jimin may appear to be.

He never lets anyone in.

He knows better than to do that.

And he stood corrected.

At first it was a little strange for Jimin when Jungkook wanted to be in a relationship with him, especially if he didn't hold a sense of emotional feelings for him. It just made no logical connection as to why he wants to be with him at all, especially with this game.

Jimin didn't want to believe anything he said to persuade him, he still doesn't to be fair.

Not even his poor excuse that he's never been in a relationship before and wants to experience something real with someone.

Obviously that was a lie.

Truth is, Jimin was intrigued.

He wanted to see what exactly Jungkook's intentions were or understand his character a little more, as to why he's getting involved in this game. If he wanted a fuck, could've said so but he didn't

It was until he wanted Jimin to be all his colors, lastly be himself, that Jimin somewhat felt as though.... Someone for once really wanted to understand him.

Or want to be with him for him, and not just him fitting into their ideal type.

So Jimin got curious, that made Jungkook believable.

It all started to make sense when he found out Yoongi and Jungkook are friends.

Best friends.

Yoongi is an ex that Jimin will never forget, not in a good way either.

And he seems to never disappear.

Then when it was revealed that Jungkook also knows Taehyung and is his best friend too - but from a more emotional level.

It all just fit into place.

Jimin's not naïve, he had his fair share with people after all.

Jungkook is with him for them, Jimin just doesn't know what the purpose is exactly, but he knows Jungkook's motive is not due to his personal want - but to satisfy either opposite parties.

Either to make Taehyung jealous.

Yoongi jealous, or to make Jimin notice him again.

Or for Jungkook to take revenge for the brutal way Jimin broke his friend's heart.

But anything Jungkook is doing isn't sincere.

Their soft moments.

The kisses.

The intimate gestures.

The pet names - everything is not real.

It's all to get to Jimin in someway, to use him, to fuck him over somehow.

And that's something Jimin has to drill in his head.

Jungkook wants Jimin to be himself for a reason, and it could be because that's his real self.

Not a façade or a prepped up doll, but who he hides underneath the colors.

That could be dangerous.

Since it's the only way to get to his true emotions, his true feelings, Jimin's true identity.

His thin coat around his heart.

Whatever Jungkook's intentions are, he's been playing smart, and Jimin isn't going to stop him either way.

He's going to swim with the current, and not because he's going to take his own form of revenge.

As mentioned before, Jimin wants something real while it lasts.

A relationship for a semester, and Jungkook knows that.

His intentions at least are real.

If Jungkook's isn't then, when the day comes that the truth is revealed, Jimin won't exactly be so upset about it.

Because at least he's been honest, that doesn't really take his sleep away.

As long as Jungkook still is his boyfriend, and the two are still dating, that's all that Jimin cares about.

After all, this is short term, not long term.

That's why when once again the two made eye contact, Jimin smiles and points to the door to the school - signaling that he's going to be getting his stuff there. Jungkook glances at the door and nods to him, going back to smiling and celebrating with Taehyung and Yoongi.

So Jimin turns to the two girls, "Hey so I'm going to wash up and get my things at the locker room, but I'll text you guys about tomorrow!"

The two agreed and said their departing wishes before they divided ways with Jimin heading to the locker room. Volleyball team is already gone and the football team usually has their stuff with them outside by their benches, so they just leave like that or put something over their uniform.

That's why it wasn't much of a surprise when Jimin entered an empty locker room. Better for him actually, in that way he can shower in peace without the noises of hollering athletes and obnoxious conversations.

And now he can play music, so that's good enough for him.

Gives him time to re-center himself.

Heading over to his locker, Jimin strips his clothes and grabs a towel with his small bag of utilities, phone and speaker.

Since it's empty here, Jimin didn't really care much about being naked.

Actually, he never does in general.

All these guys have seen a mirror, so there's nothing Jimin has that they don't either way.

Lazily and actually feeling a bit sore, Jimin connects his phone to the Bluetooth of his speaker on his way to showers. Moving through his playlist to find The Neighourhood, Let It Go, and just went with that.

Bopping his head to the music, Jimin hums to the song while he sets his things on the small bench beside the shower of his choice and turned the water on while waiting for it to get warm enough to get inside.

Good thing about this school has to be the incredibly clean bathrooms.

If it wasn't like that, can't guarantee that Jimin would bother showering here.

But it even smells clean, probably because no one really uses it.

Better enough for Jimin.

After checking if the water is warm, Jimin gets inside and closes the curtain behind him. The second that water touched his skin; instant relaxation flooded over his entire body like a wave.

Especially his arms.

He overworked himself like crazy today. Far more than he should've.

Well, not like it's something he could've helped himself the second the game started. He always puts his everything out there on the table. That not only applies to just the games, but to life as well.

In that way he won't have any regrets when he looks back to it.

And remember that he did well while it lasted.

Despite his soreness and muscles screaming for rest, Jimin is satisfied.

He pulled off a good fight out there, no one can change his mind about that -

"Jimin?"

Ears perked now to the faint call, Jimin just barely heard the voice, but either way he hums loudly after he finished washing the soap off his body, recognizing the voice, "Jungkook?"

No response.

Is the music too loud?

Wait did he hear him-

The curtain drags to the side, startling Jimin to the side with eyes widen but immediately relaxes when he saw Jungkook standing there still in his uniform.

Fuck, he scared him.

Jimin grimaces, "You could've announced yourself-"

Jungkook steps into the shower and closes the curtains behind him. It happened so suddenly where he suddenly squeals and lunges himself to wrap his arms around Jimin's waist - lifting him off the fucking ground - and squeezes him tight in a hug.

Well, this was unexpected.

"We won! Did you see that goal I made? I never pulled something like that off before - Oh God, how did your game go?"

Is this guy okay?

Well, most likely still high from the game.

Happens when the adrenaline is pumping.

Nevertheless, Jimin smiles brightly to his energy and wraps his arms around his neck, not caring that he's all mixed with sweat and getting slowly drenched by the water of the shower head.

"We won too! Caught many saves and we took lead all of the rounds."

To Jimin's surprise, Jungkook practically squeals like a little kid, putting Jimin down and stares at him with the brightest smile and glittering eyes Jimin has ever seen.

He's so.... Happy?

That's new.

"You have no idea how much I've practiced doing that final move all four years of high school. Did you see how wild the crowd got? Fuck - I feel so fucking amazing right now and I'm so damn happy!"

Jimin has never seen someone this happy in general.

By something just as simple as accomplishing a move out there in the field.

Truth is, that's just what it means to be an athlete.

What one sees as a small simple thing from their eyes is actually years and months of hard work for that athlete. Like figure skating jumps, cross-country long-distance runs stamina, basketball dunk - it all seems easy, but it has taken many days of practice and sleepless nights of working on that body muscle to get the right movements down perfectly.

This move that Jungkook is rambling about is not just a move to score. It's a movement that took years, months, and days to finally have it led to this moment.

Where he actually did it.

Just like Jimin's perfect leap today during his save.

So he does understand him well.

And that adrenaline - That high.... Is fucking amazing.

And he's so happy for him.

Jimin clasps his hands to Jungkook cheeks, smiling broadly, "My lovely, I'm proud of you. But couldn't you wait until I finished showering?"

Seems like Jungkook must've realized that Jimin was in the middle of his shower because he awkwardly looks down, immediately fixing his gaze up with lips sucked in and the embarrassment clearly creaking up his face.

Aw, oh no.

Jimin couldn't fathom the adorable giggles that escaped his lips, wrapping his arms back around his neck, "Nooo, go back to being happy. Hey, that was a killer move."

Seems like Jungkook jumped back into that zone again, his hair now sticking to his face by the water with his bright smile once again returning his features, "Was it really? I feel bad I couldn't go to your game though."

"Maybe next time."

Jungkook frowns a little, but suddenly grins, "Let me repay you back then."

"Huh?"

Smoothly Jungkook turns the water faucet off before he leans and clasp their lips together, immediately having his rough hands roaming down the base of Jimin's spine.

Jimin for a second lost his mind to what is happening but then huffs, "You better have washed your hands because I'm squeaky clean."

"Hands clean, you on the other hand," Jungkook presses Jimin's back to the wall, "Won't be for long."

Lost to the feeling already, Jimin only pulls him closer, "Still trust me enough to stop you if it gets too far?"

"No," Jungkook huskily growls against his lips, "Because I'll be the one in control."

Jimin's fucking hormones exploded in his pelvis, shuttering under his breath with his hips subconsciously strutting forward to his words. Jungkook kisses him deeper, moaning under his breath the wetness of Jimin's skin against his fingertips.

Just as one hand trails down, all the way to reach his dick.

And he grips his hard dick tightly.

Jimin growls against Jungkook's lips hard, once again having his hips jolt forward, back arched but Jungkook kept him so close that was nearly impossible for him to move.

"Spread your legs a little more for me."

Just barely Jimin was able to follow those simple instructions by how aroused his body feels already, but Jungkook guided him with his other hand to separate his legs a little more.

And the second his other hand gave a strong and deep stroke all the way to the base, Jimin moans loud by the full impact of that alone. His lips are rougher against Jungkook's and his hands now traced to Jungkook's jersey, feeling the contour of his muscles from the shirt before tugging the end.

Jungkook pulled away for a second to remove the barrier from his body, throwing it aside and slams back to Jimin's body with his hand on his cock, stroking him hard and fast as he pounded him to the base.

Jimin mewls, weak arms around Jungkook's shoulder with drunk eyes rolled back, biting down to his shoulder blade to stop himself from fucking scream. His legs are giving out and the pressure builds up at the pit of his stomach with a burning tension, fueling him with a chaotic whirl of hormones in complete horniness.

He's losing his fucking control all over again.

And this time, he can let it all out.

His shakily hands around Jungkook trails down his body, just as he smashed their lips back together, leading all the way to his waist band.

And he didn't waste time in tugging it down.

Jungkook didn't stop him, if anything he jerks him off harder and impatiently himself while Jimin strips him before Jungkook just kicked the remainder of his clothes aside and he couldn't hold it in anymore.

He slams complete onto Jimin's body, both of his hands on Jimin's thighs as he desperately moves his bare pelvis against his with their lips so messily smashed together that they even forgot how to fucking breathe.

Jimin grips onto Jungkook's body hard, while Jungkook ended up hoisting Jimin up with legs around his torso and aggressively moves his hips up.

His tip just pounding right to the entrance of Jimin's anus.

Jimin moans desperately, snagging a first full of Jungkook's hair while the other grips his spine, desperate, "P-Please. Please fuck me please."

Jungkook physically shivers, groaning lowly against his lips and trails a hand down to his dick, rubbing his tip against Jimin's anus.

Subconsciously Jimin moves his hips against it needily, whining with tears in his damn eyes by how fevered up he is.

Even Jungkook.

He just has more control.

"Our first time is not about to be in a damn locker room," Jungkook growls, "You said Sunday, so this Sunday it is."

"B-But, for fuck sakes-"

"As for now, I can torture you, slowly," Jungkook breathes against his neck, biting hard where a quivering vein is, "All the way until the day comes, and I will completely destroy you."

Jimin face scrunches, teeth snagging his bottom lip, "Oh I can't wait until I'm the filter red. You'll definitely know how this feels."

Jungkook pulls back, staring back to Jimin's eyes with a twinklng smirk, "Give me all you've got."

When Jungkook suddenly pressed his tip harder to Jimin's anus, teasing him, Jimin's face broke and his head thrusts back against the wall - choking on his breaths. Even Jungkook despite him being the one that's torturing both of them like this.

He's so close.

Jimin knows he's so close to just risking it right here, right now.

But now is not the time.

They both know that.

So, they're just going to fucking suffer because that pain is also pleasing.

"W-Wait," Jimin shutters, untangling his legs from Jungkook's waist.

Jungkook furrows his eyebrows but then his eyes widen when Jimin turns around, back arched as he leans against the wall.

If this isn't tempting enough-

Jimin seeing how Jungkook didn't move turned for a moment and snags his face, pressing their lips together so hard that Jungkook completely forgot what the fuck he was even thinking. He didn't even feel it when Jimin eases him closer, butt pressed against his crotch now before he daringly grinds on him.

Roughly Jungkook grabs his hips and snaps it against his pelvis.

Over and over again.

Jimin couldn't keep up kissing anymore and got slammed to the wall by the front, breathlessly whining when Jungkook kept snapping his hips forward, desperately trying not to get tempted and fucking Jimin here on the spot.

But his mind was too clouded.

And so was Jimin's.

Because before either of them noticed, Jungkook's tip wasn't pressing against Jimin's anus anymore to tease.

It eased through.

Painfully.

Jimin suddenly yelps, fingers digging against the wall, "Jungkook...... P-Please don't stop. I'm fucking begging you, please don't stop."

No matter how badly Jungkook's head is screaming at him that he's taking this too far, he couldn't pull away.

That tightness on his tip alone....

It drove him mad.

So fucking mad.

Just one thrust.

Just one.

Just one and that's it-

Jungkook's consciousness fucking flew when Jimin suddenly eases himself back, burying Jungkook further inside him.

He's.... He's so fucking tight.

Fuck -

No.

Shit!

Jungkook stops, mid-way, shaking his head to himself, "Not in a fucking shower of a locker room. Not for the first time."

"Just one thrust. Please," Jimin is desperately pleading, "I-I need more-"

"Jimin," Jeongguk chokes out through a growl, eyes squeezed shut, "I t-trust you."

That..... That right there...

Was the switch.

Jimin's instant high and desperation drained, quickly forcing his hips forward and removing Jungkook from inside him. The ravenette quivers to the tightness now being gone, but Jimin turns around and wrapped his hands around his shaft, immediately with speed jerking him off.

And he was not expecting that, yet he wasn't fucking complaining.

Jungkook didn't even last long before he released with a loud moan, gripping onto Jimin's body for dear life.

The two panting heavily, they remain in this humid and hot silence, but once Jungkook got over his high, his knees gave out and he drops to the ground.

Hands now gripping the back of Jimin's tighs, facing his still solid cock.

Jimin's eyes flutters down to him but immediately squeezed them shut, grunting breathlessly when Jungkook wraps his lips around his tip, tight and taking him all the way in.

All the way to the base.

And he moved his head, with his tongue teasing over Jimin's slit.

"Oh shi-" Jimin chokes out a sigh, whining and suddenly shrieking when Jungkook hallowed his cheeks and went fast.

His wet fingers suddenly tangles themselves through Jungkook's long raven hair, quivering to the sensation building his body and finally gasping breathlessly when he reached his orgasm.

And Jungkook took it in.

To the last drop.

Jimin physically had no more energy in his body.

He was just about to collapse to the ground if it wasn't for Jungkook - who quickly got to his feet and held Jimin in his arms.

They didn't say anything for a long moment, too breathless and definitely exhausted to do so, but that didn't stop Jungkook from carefully using one hand to guide Jimin's face to face him and press one last firm kiss on his lips.

That was enough for Jimin to twitch a smile, using his minimum strength to wrap around Jungkook's neck and hold him close.

"Thank you," Jungkook murmurs against his lips, "For stopping.... Both of us."

Jimin slowly pulls back to the words, grinning widely now, "Now what type of boyfriend would I be if I wasn't respectful to my lovely?"

"The nickname is a curse, I swear."

"You want to talk about cursed nicknames-"

Jungkook suddenly steps back, turning the faucet back on and guiding them under the water that instantly made Jimin shriek, but Jungkook only grabs the soap and waves it to his face, "Well won't you look at that, it's time for a shower."

Jimin only shoves him back playfully, unable to stop smiling.

Making his blue content.

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A/N:
Talk about a build up.

These steamy scenes sure are..... Detailed lol

Well, that was a mass rollercoaster.

Who's ready to meet green eventually?

I PURPLE YOU! <333