Jimin wasn't aware that his words were not normal. He was so used to growing happy with Jungkook, the thought or even the sight of the young photographer was enough to turn a bad day into a great one. The way Jimin longed to keep him at all costs was concerning, but Jungkook wasn't able to catch onto it. He wasn't very stable to catch onto anything except for reading the atmosphere around him.

"He's mine... all mine... I don't want anyone else to come in between us. What will I do if I lose him to someone else? I can't risk that. I don't think my mentality could take such a thing," Jimin thought and caressed the side of the drunk man's face carefully before pressing his forehead against the young man carefully. Smiling at the warm sensation that overcame him.

To Jungkook, the young man couldn't dare to hide his red face. The way his heart began to pound at the sight of Jimin only made his thoughts grow silent. In a moment where he was only drunk and slowly aiming to sober up for Jimin, he couldn't help but to wonder about what he felt. Staring into the eyes of the devilishly handsome man, sent a shiver racing down his spine as Jimin then began to catch onto this. Giggling and moving in closer to cling onto the young man completely until he climbed over his body and towered over him with a smirk. No longer giggling and smiling.

"Jimin..." Jungkook whispered as he looked up at the beautiful man, sitting over his hips and continuing the sultry stare Jungkook loved so much. Teasing him with his gaze as if he wasn't trying to avoid the tension for the time being.

"Talk to me~"

"I wanna rail you...."

"Rail me?" Jimin asked into a whisper as he leaned in and smirked once his lips were just hovering over Jungkook's lips as a tease. "You mean you want to fuck me on this bed right here?~ no... you can't," Jimin whispered and dragged his hands up his chest. "You invited me over and you're still drunk. I won't let you touch me until you're completely sober." Jimin's sly words haunted the drunk man. Jungkook watched the older man rest his body over his and cling onto him like a child. "But, I'll make it up to you by hugging you like this as you rest. Sober up for me... I want you to think of me even when you're not intoxicated."

Jimin longed to be a drug; an addicting drug that left Jungkook wanting more and more until a limit wasn't defined in any of their vocabularies. Jimin wanted Jungkook to feel the glee he received from the young man and wanted to keep him. But keeping him safe was going to be more difficult than he imagined since the young photographer himself was a very curious and determined one. Jimin rested his head over the man's chest and closed his eyes but all he could think of was smiling at the racing heart Jungkook possessed.

"Drunk Jungkook is very energetic," Jimin whispered and ran his fingers down Jungkook's chest where his heart remained. Keeping the smile on his face before noticing how red the apples of Jungkook's cheeks were. "Jungkook, your face is red, your heart is pounding and you smell like you bathed in soju... do you want to take a shower to cool off?" Jimin whispered as Jungkook was now staring at the ceiling before he shook his head. "Why not? Keeping the same clothes won't do you any better."

"I don't want to move, Jimin... Jimin, you fit so well on my chest... stay there!" Jungkook said softly and looked at the man before letting out a laugh and shaking his head. "You can't move and I won't move!"

"Come on, I'll take care of you. Just so when you wake up, you'll be able to smile knowing that I watched over you. If I was someone else, I would have left you to rest like this. I won't let you."

"No, Jimin- ah don't move..."

"How bad could taking a shower be?"

"The water gets everywhere!"

"Jungkook, stop finding excuses. A cold shower will sober you up in no time. Come on," Jimin continued until he crawled off the young man and dragged him to the bathroom. "I don't think you're too far gone to operate a shower," Jimin mentioned and turned the light on in the small bathroom.

To Jimin, this was far different from the one in his penthouse. Jimin just wasn't so used to seeing things like these in his life before! Being born into a wealthy family, Jimin was always shocked at the common things he has never seen in his life before. At least, not in person. The shower head hung right by the sink and there were no dividers for the shower in that small bathroom.

"Now I understand what you mean by the water getting everywhere. Don't worry, I'll have your clothes set out for you and the towel too."

"So... you're going to see me naked..." Jungkook whispered and let out a laugh.

"Jungkook, you're making my head hurt!" Jimin teased along and sat him down over the lid on the toilet. "Take off your clothes and take a shower. I'll be right out and let me know when you're done. Okay?"

"Okay."

Jimin stood outside of the bathroom so he wouldn't distract Jungkook at all. He watched the door open slightly just so Jungkook could drop the clothes he just wore, right at the door to avoid it getting completely wet. As Jimin waited, he only took out Jungkook's underwear from a drawer as he set it on the bed and held a towel. Sitting over the bed and looking at the slight crack Jungkook left behind in order to make sure he didn't pass out in the shower so soon.

Jimin sat there, not even longing to think of the consequences that will come after staying with Jungkook. All he could ever care about was Jungkook and never himself. So of course, Jimin stayed there and wanted to stay with the one who caused a real smile over his plump lips. With the thought of Jungkook, Jimin thought back at the anti-depressants he had to take and brushed it off. Only using them on days he didn't have Jungkook by his side. That's when he knew he had to take them in order to fake his smiles for work and get through the day even when they left him exhausted. Physically and mentally.

When the door pulled ajar, Jimin quickly rushed over and handed Jungkook the towel before waking back to the bed and sitting down. Watching Jungkook dry himself, wrap the towel around his own hips, and step out of the bathroom; actually being able to walk on his own.

"A towel wrapped around your hips, really?~ as if I haven't seen all of you," Jimin mentioned and handed Jungkook his underwear he chose for him. "If you're hungry, I'll make you something. It just depends on what ingredients you have, of course."

"Ah... I just want to be here with you..." Jungkook mentioned and leaned over on Jimin with the towel around his hips still intact. "I'm sleepy... I'm not hungry."

"I swear when you're drunk, you whine like a child," Jimin giggled and cupped Jungkook's face once he towered over him to lay on the model's chest carefully. "Put on your underwear, I wouldn't want you to panic when you wake up and think the worst."

"You... you say it as if you won't... wou won't wake up with me," Jungkook said carefully as he closed his eyes over Jimin's body. "Stay the night with me, Park Jimin... stay until the sun rises and stay with me for a whole day."

Jimin didn't think of staying like this before. He smiled to himself and ran his hands up Jungkook's face and cupped it into his soft and comforting hands while Jungkook smiled and suddenly began to blush once again. This time, it didn't seem to be the alcohol surfacing over and over on his cheeks. This meant something more; something far more different to Jungkook than what he expected in his drunk thoughts.

"To stay with you for a whole day. Even if you aren't thinking right while still intoxicated, I might just take you up on that offer. You don't really have work tomorrow and I want a day off. That Director wouldn't free up my schedule so I'll take a day off when I say so," Jimin whispered and softly pressed a kiss against Jungkook's red cheek. Watching him smile into it and continue to look at the older man. "What do I have to lose? He's already taken and broken so much from me. I don't care about what he does next. So, yes. I'll stay here with you all day."

"All day with you...• Jungkook whispered and lowered his head to finally close his eyes. Hoping to sleep now since exhaustion finally made its way around to knock on his front door.

Once Jungkook was fast asleep, Jimin slipped the underwear on the young man and tossed the towel onto a nearby chair. Finally looking at Jungkook and resting over his exposed chest. There was never a moment where Jimin chose to sleep in a different position with Jungkook. He enjoyed burying his face into the young photographer's chest and smiling to himself. Understanding that now, he won't ever be this happy if he wasn't in the arms of Jeon Jungkook.

As they slept in each other's arms, Jungkook eventually woke up around three in the early morning after blacking out for a whole night. His memories were a little blurry, but some parts he was able to grab onto. For now, he was sure that after a while, it would all come back to him. What he did recall at the moment was how Jimin slept in his arms, saying he belonged to him and to forget everyone else. In a way, Jungkook was unsure if his mind was correct. Could he just be dreaming? Did Jimin really long to be the only one in his arms? Jungkook recalled the promise and tried to shake it off his head until he noticed Jimin was lying in his arms. Of course, he recalled only small parts of Yoongi rejecting him. But it was enough for him to catch onto the bigger picture that he suddenly confessed while he was drunk.

Jungkook was ready to feel so embarrassed and cry once more for scaring Yoongi away, until his hands fixed Jimin's small body over his. This left the young man silent on how embarrassed he felt, so he tossed those thoughts of Yoongi away and guided his hands up Jimin. Finally sober and actually blushing at how Jimin clung onto him.

"He said... he doesn't want me to think of Yoongi and that he only wants me to think of him. Jimin wants to be the only one on my mind, but why?" Jungkook thought, finally having a grip on reality as he ran his hands through Jimin's light blond hair. "Aren't we just two souls that have sex? Why do I feel so attached to him? And why does keeping him on my mind seem like something I don't want to avoid. He stays on my mind every second, I'll give him that. But he wants to be the only one there. 'Don't like anyone else while you're with me', hm... so my drunk self told him about Yoongi. For a man who agreed on this special relationship too, he does get jealous. I understand his knack for control. He has everyone wrapped around his finger, but the clingy aspect of it all...I wonder why."

Jungkook recalled a few words; it wasn't clear that he remembered the words he said to Jimin but just knew he told Jimin about Yoongi and received such an interesting response that left him wondering so much about it. Yet, thinking too much added more to the headache, so he hugged Jimin and ran his hands up the model's body carefully and sent shivers down his own spine.

This was a new sensation that had nothing to do with lust. He blushed, his heart skipped a beat while he held Jimin and each touch over his smaller frame, gave Jungkook chills; but nothing like bloodcurdling chills, it was those sweet chills of the unknown that overcame the young man and tempted him to discover so much more.