Jungkook. Friendship. Chiguki.

Jimin and Jungkook had been friends for several years.

At least that's what people around me called it.

Although their relationship has long ceased to resemble an ordinary friendship.

They spent almost all their free time together, returned from university the same way every day, could call each other in the middle of the night about some nonsense, and knew each other's habits better than their own.

Everyone had long been sure that they were dating.

Besides themselves.

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Autumn this year turned out to be unexpectedly cold.

They, as usual, left the university together when a voice was heard from behind:

• Jungkook!

A girl from their stream ran up to them.

— Sorry... Could you lend me your jacket? I'm really cold.

• Certainly.

Without thinking, Jungkook took off his jacket and threw it over her shoulders.

• Thank you!

The girl left, and Jimin silently watched her go.

He hardly spoke until we got home.

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The next morning it became even colder.

Jimin went out on purpose wearing just a thin sweatshirt.

Upon seeing him, Jungkook immediately frowned.

— Are you serious? Where's the jacket?

— I didn't take it.

• You'll freeze.

He took off his jacket and held it out.

Jimin didn't even look.

• No need.

• Why?

Jimin chuckled.

• In case someone needs it again.

He was about to pass by, but Jungkook unexpectedly caught him by the wrist.

• Wait.

Jimin stopped but didn't turn around.

Jungkook looked at him silently for a few seconds, as if trying to put everything together.

— …Are you jealous now?

For the first time in a long time, Jimin really didn't know what to say.