《Friendly Desire | Jikook |》~》 12 《~
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Jimin ran quickly around the studio before jungkook can catch him. "I said I'm sorry!" He whined, slightly giggling.
Jungkook didn't care and kept running after him. "Come on, you ruined my shirt and you will pay for it." Jungkook said as he cornered Jimin in the studio.
Jimin shook his head "You brat, it wasn't on purpose." He complained as he slightly started sliding down the wall.
Jungkook knelt down and finally cornered Jimin. Jimin giggled and had his hands in defence. "Take off your shirt." He said in a low voice. Jimin giggled again and shook his head.
"Perv, get away from me." Jimin joked around. Seeing jungkook scoffing and raising a brow.
"No, No. Take it off right now." Jungkook spoke as he came closer to Jimin. Jimin's lips parted as he shook his head again.
"Why are you so demanding. I'm older than you!" Jimin tried to reason with the boy but he wasn't budging. Jungkook gets what he wants, no matter what.
"Jimin, If don't do that and I'll spill the bucket on your head." Jungkook said. Jimin sighed and nodded.
"Fine... Just move back a little." Jimin said. Obeying what Jimin said, jungkook stepped back. Jimin took off his shirt. Jungkook smiled and took off his too. They traded shirts, now Jungkook was wearing Jimin's clean blue shirt while Jimin wore jungkook's black one. It wasn't dirty. It just had a little pink paint on it.
Jungkook giggled and stepped away. "Brat, are you that happy?" Jimin asked as he saw jungkook nodding and taking the big brush to start painting.
"Let's start painting!" Jungkook said.
Jimin sighed and took the smaller brush. He watched how jungkook started painting the wall and did the same as jungkook did. It was harder than they thought. It also will take a lot of time. But, painting the walls together was much more fun than they thought it will be. They grew up doing almost everything together, and that's what makes it special about their 'friendship'.
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After almost half an hour, the bell rang. A student came in to deliver the food. The door was already opened, so the student just came in. "A delivery for Park Jimin?" He asked.
Jimin and jungkook turned around. Jimin nodded happily as he went to take the food. Jungkook's eyes widened "Sungi, you work two jobs?" Jungkook asked. Quickly putting the brush down and walking to the boy.
"Hyung! Do you have a shift today?" He asked. Jungkook thought it was a bit weird the boy completely ignored his question. Jimin looked at them, it was weird seeing someone call his younger bestfriend 'Hyung'.
"Oh, yeah. I'm working a night shift." He said. Jimin took the box from sungi and gave him the money. Sungi looked at Jimin and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Sungi. Nice to meet you. I'm Hyung's friend." he introduced himself to Jimin.
Jimin smiled to the younger boy "I'm Jimin, his bes-st friend." Jimin said. Focusing slightly on the 's' and making it longer.
Sungi nodded and looked at jungkook again. "Do you live here, Hyung?" He asked jungkook.
Jungkook slightly tilted his head "Temporarily, why aren't you at home doing your homework?" He asked Sungi.
Sungi giggled "We didn't have homework today! Anyways I'll go now, I'll see you at work. Nice to meet you, Mister Jimin." He said as he left.
"Wait! Take this." Jungkook said as he opened his wallet and offered the boy a ten dollar tip. Jimin frowned but didn't say a thing.
Sungi quickly shook his head "I can't take this much money for a tip. The pizza was fifteen dollars." Sungi said quickly leaving before jungkook had the chance to insist on him to take the money.
Jungkook sighed and looked at Jimin then at the pizza. "Let's eat!" He said happily.
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"He is too young to be your friend, Jungkook!" Jimin giggled. Sitting on the floor and opening the pizza box. Jungkook ran to get two bottles of water from his room.
"I don't know about a friend, but I don't mind talking to him. You know that he will be surgeon when he grows up." Jungkook said.
Jimin's lips made an O shape as he took one slice and already started eating. Jungkook ran and sat across of jimin on the floor. "That's cool." He said.
Jungkook nodded "For some reason, I feel I'm responsible for him. I don't know, it's weird. It's the first time someone calls me 'hyung'." Jungkook giggled, taking a slice from the pizza and biting half of it from the first bite.
Jimin nodded "We already don't have a lot of money. Why would you want to give him a ten dollar tip?" He asked curiously.
Jungkook shook his head. "I don't know, I just feel responsible for him." He shrugged his shoulders and finished the slice of pizza in two bites. Taking another one from the box.
Jimin rose a brow "You know, if you let someone feel that way... They will actually rely on you. You have to be careful, you barely can afford food." Jimin warned him. Although, Jimin is one of the people that relies on jungkook. It shows how many years jungkook actually took care of jimin that now it became natural for him to depend on jungkook. He was somewhat greedy? Maybe, he wasn't too happy letting another person rely on jungkook. Even if it was just a kid. Or was he just saying that?
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