A tiny Jikook AU where JM is short on rent.
He shifts uncomfortably where he's sitting on the leather couch next to JK, his fingers fidgeting in his lap as he glances at the pitiful pile of money on the coffee table. It's nowhere near enough to cover what he owes the other.
The relentless ticking of the clock on the wall and the sensation of JK’s intense gaze on him sends his heart into a nervous rhythm, tension building in his shoulders. He knows he can't avoid the conversation any longer.
Turning his head to look at the other, he's met with a cocky smirk. JK leans back, stretching his arm along the back of the couch, his eyes sparkling.
“Well?” His voice is dripping with amusement.
“Well?” His voice is dripping with amusement.
JM swallows dryly, taking a deep breath. “I—” He pauses, his gaze darting back to the mocking stack of money before he faces JK again. “I don’t have enough money to pay rent.”
His cheeks flush with embarrassment when JK's grin widens.
“Is that so?” The other drawls.
His cheeks flush with embarrassment when JK's grin widens.
“Is that so?” The other drawls.
“Yes—” JM wrings his hands together, averting his gaze. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what to do—”
For a moment, the room falls silent before the couch shifts as JK scoots closer, his thigh pressing against JM’s.
For a moment, the room falls silent before the couch shifts as JK scoots closer, his thigh pressing against JM’s.
A fingertip traces along JM’s jaw, the touch gentle and soft, before he’s grabbed by his chin, and rudely forced to meet the other’s gaze.
“Well—” Half-lidded eyes roam over his face, lingering on his lips for a moment.
“Well—” Half-lidded eyes roam over his face, lingering on his lips for a moment.
“I think we can figure something out.” JK's voice is low and teasing, and when their eyes lock, he raises an eyebrow suggestively.
JM's heart races, nervous excitement pooling in his stomach. His toes curl into the carpet when the other leans closer, their breaths mingling.
JM's heart races, nervous excitement pooling in his stomach. His toes curl into the carpet when the other leans closer, their breaths mingling.
The soft graze of lips sends a shiver down his spine.
“Yah!”
The tension shatters, and they yank away from each other, turning to look at their friends sitting around the coffee table with incredulous looks on their faces. SJ looks particularly appalled.
“Yah!”
The tension shatters, and they yank away from each other, turning to look at their friends sitting around the coffee table with incredulous looks on their faces. SJ looks particularly appalled.
“We’re playing MONOPOLY, you horny idiots!”
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(disclaimer: ofc this is a well known joke that I didn't come up with, I just jikookified it 💜)
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