"Oh Jungkook." He said, entering the room further. "What're you doing here?"

"I wanted... to see how the kittens were doing." Jungkook said, his eyes averting to the ground as he scratched the back of his head.

Jimin chuckled, walking to his bed and pointing to between his pillows.

"Well, Thursday is right there." He said, Jungkook noticing a small fluff ball breathing lightly on it. "I'm going to take a shower, but i'll be back."

Jungkook nodded awkwardly, eyes glued to his socks as Jimin brushed passed him quickly, jolting when his arm brushed against Jimin's hot skin.

He let a shaky breath fall from his lips as the door closed behind him, feeling his knees going weak as he wobbled to the bed and sat crossed legged on it.

His eyes darted to the cat on between the pillows, hues of orange casting against his dark fur from the open windows that let the setting sun shine through them, a soft breeze dancing through the room that smelt of fresh laundry and summer days.

He sighed, feeling comfort flood him, not sure if it was the soft kitten purring under his hand or the atmosphere that wrapped the room.

A few minutes later, Jimin pushed the door open again, making Jungkook look up from the cat and almost choke on his saliva.

There Jimin stood, closing the door behind him, holding a towel to his waist with one hand and his dirty clothes in the other.

"Sorry i forgot to bring clothes." Jimin said sheepishly, dropping his clothes in the hamper and waddling to his closet.

Jungkook couldn't help the heat that grew in his cheeks as he stared at the older's back. It was also saturated with tattoo, though he was still able to see the muscles flex under his skin when he reached for clothing.

One of the tattoos that caught his eyes was a drawing of sailor moon on his upper shoulder, right next to the chinese dragon that rode up his neck to the back of his ear. For some reason, the cutest drawing of the anime girl melted perfectly with the different style and colours of the dragon, both completely different in vibe and artstyle yet still fitting well together.

Jimin bent down to slip some underwear on, before unwrapping the towel from his body, revealing even more of his long and lean legs as he dried his hair.

Jungkook swallowed dryly, wondering if Jimin wasn't the least bit uncomfortable to get naked in front of his classmate he barely knew.

Apparently it didn't faze him, because after he slid on some shorts that rid up to his mid thigh and a loose band tee, he turned around with a soft smile on his lips and joined Jungkook on the bed, aslo reaching his hand to pet Thursday.

"You seem kinda down today." Jimin said softly, Thursday slowly standing up and stretching her little legs in front of her, making Jungkook's heart burst into his chest.

"Shut up." Jungkook mumbled, looking down as the little kitten strutted on the covers, paws sinking into the covers with each step.

Jimin rolled his eyes, reach both of his hands behind his head to wrap his still damp hair into a ponytail, revealing his crips undercut and piercings.

"Does it have something to do with Yeongsu?" He asked knowingly, laying down on his bed with his head perched on his his as he scratched the top of Thursday's head,

Jungkook sighed, leaning against the wall behind him as he tried not to focus on the tip of his feet that were touching jimin's thigh.

"He got into a fight at the club." Jungkook said. "Something about him being friends with you and Namjoon or something."

Jungkook looked at him as Thursday snuggled against his hand. The younger was looking at the kitten with his doe eyes, a dull tint reflecting inside them despite the warm oranges and reds that filtered through the window. As much as Jungkook had been an asshole to him, Jimin couldn't help but see his younger self in him.

"And?" Jimin urged.

Jungkook sighed in frustration, eyebrows knitting.

"And nothing, he just got into a fight because someone else was being homophobic. He should've just shut up, he's not even gay anyway."

Jimin looked at his face intently, trying to dissect the truth behind his cryptic words. Jungkook seemed confused, but also slightly remorseful, his hand picking at his lps and tearing dead skin away from his bottom one.

"Wouldn't you be mad if someone bad mouthed Kim Seokjin or Jung Hoseok?" Jimin asked, no longer stroking Thursday and simply resting his hand on the covers as he looked at Jungkook.

The boy seemed surprise by his question, eyes darting up to meet his and regretting it instantly as he felt his heart stutter, looking back down quickly before the older noticed the blush that must have krept up his cheeks.

"What?" Jimin chuckled. "Was it supposed to be a secret that they're together? They seem pretty obvious to me."

Jungkook lent forward absentmindedly, resting his chin on his elbow that lent on his knee as he looked down at Thursday who was rubbing her head against Jimin's hand to get his attention.

"Well yeah, it'd piss me off, but i wouldn't say anything." He mumbled, surprising Jimin at how much he managed to get out of him for once.

"Why? Because you'd be scared other's would start bad mouthing you too?"

Jungkook looked up to him with wide eyes again, though this time he didn't meet the older's gaze, only the sight of his face smiling softly down at the small kitten between them.

"I was like that too before." He said. "But... Then i realised that friends aren't that important, if they can't accept what i am."

Jungkook furrowed his brows.

"Are you insinuating i'm gay?" He asked.

I mean i am, but i don't need you to know that.

Jimin looked up from the kitten, eyes looking straight at Jungkook's, studying his features as his cheeks slowly dusted red and his eyes darted to the side.

It made the older chuckle. Of course you are.

"No, where did you get that from?" He teased with a small knowing smile, Jungkook blushing even more as he stood up.

"Whatever, I'm going home." Jungkook mumbled.

"Come back whenever." Jimin yelled from his bed, very amused by the shy younger, hearing him rush down the stairs.

He laughed at his cuteness, rolling around in his sheets before raising Thursday in his hands and placing her on his chest, looking up at his ceiling as the conversation replayed in his mind, especially Jungkook's blushing face.

So fucking cute, he thought.

À/N:

extra soft and fluffy :)