jungkook isn’t jealous.

nope.

he’s not.

he doesn’t get jealous.

why should he be?

so jimin’s been hanging out with taehyung more lately and isn’t bothering him as much anymore.

he should be happy. and he is! he swears it!

or so he thinks.

he can lounge about the dorm without jimin hovering over him asking him, “hey, what are you doing?” “jungkookie! let’s go get ice cream!” “jungkookie, cuddle with me!”

jungkook is not jealous.

he’s not.

which is why he doesn’t understand why there’s a pang in his chest at the sight of taehyung and jimin playing video games together without him. or why his stomach tightens when he sees hoseok and jimin practicing together without him.

jungkook is not jealous.

which is why he doesn’t know what came over him when he grabs jimin by the hand while the other was busy talking to hoseok in the practice room and drags him to a corner in the room and sits, pulling the older down with him.

“jungkook, what is it?” jimin asks, stunned at the maknae’s actions. the other just stays still, back pressed up against the wall, eyes closed and arms crossed.

“jungkook.” jimin says, eyeing the younger suspiciously.

“just… stay with me for a second.” pl