After waking up the next morning, Jimin almost forgot about the picture he and Taehyung had taken the night before. A slight hangover and the need to take a shower pushed all other thoughts from his mind. Taehyung was already gone when he woke up. He texted him at 4:00 A.M. saying he was heading out for his shoot. So Jimin had no one to remind him about the silly plan they had concocted the night before until he sat down on the couch of the hotel suite, freshly showered, and all of the events of the previous night came back to him.
He let his head fall against the cushions. “I'm an idiot,” he mumbled before running to get his phone and turning it on.
The notifications piled in. Of course he checked the comments under his Twitter post first.
“Omg. What's going on? Is Jimin cheating on Jungkook? My Jikook heart is broken. #jikook4lyf”
“I love their friendship.”
“Taehyung and Jimin are very good friends. Shippers get lost.”
“Agjr;ahfioajifadkh! I'm dead! I've been shipping Vmin for the longest time! I knew something must be going on between them! They're too hot not to have sexual tension! #Vmin”
“Jungkook is going to be mad.”
“Why would Jungkook be mad?”
“Because Jungkook obviously likes Jimin.”
“Jimin is NOT gay! Neither is Jungkook! You shippers disgust me! I hate that you all are posting under a photo Jimin tweeted himself. He's going to see all of these!”
“Taehyung and Jimin are a cute couple. #boyfriendgoals”
Jimin felt his stomach twirl when he read a reply to the previous comment. A reply posted by JJK. “No, they're not. #jikook”
Jimin blinked at the reply for a good minute, mostly staring at the hashtag. “Jikook?” Jimin mumbled aloud. A chuckle left him. “What?” He could picture Jungkook replying to the comments with a pout on his face. “Cute...” he mumbled.
He was distracted from reading through the rest of the comments when a message from Jungkook appeared at the top of his screen. He clicked on it.
The message read: “Are you still down to meet up with us today? Or are you too busy with Taehyung?”
Even though he knew it was immature, Jimin couldn't help but to feel a spark of satisfaction. It seemed Jeon Jungkook was indeed at least a little bit jealous. He responded back, saying that he was getting ready.
* * *
Omniscient POV:
A thrill of excitement coursed through Jungkook's body when he saw Jimin standing in the museum he had told him to come to. He was dressed in disguising clothes, as he always did when coming out in public, and staring at one of the paintings in front of him. Jungkook walked over and tapped him on the shoulder. “Hyung.”
When Jimin turned to him, he took the shades that he was wearing off of his face. His eyes darted around Jungkook. “Where's Seon Woo?” he asked.
“She's about fifteen minutes behind me,” Jungkook explained. “I told you I would be careful.”
Jimin nodded in agreeance to the fact that that was probably a good idea. But he continued to glance around. “Why is it so empty in here?”
“I rented out the museum for an hour,” Jungkook said, proud of himself.
Jimin's mouth fell open and he landed a slap on Jungkook's chest. “That's not careful! What if one of the employees goes back and tells their friend they didn't have to come to work because a celebrity rented out the place?”
Jungkook's face fell. “They don't know it's me,” he replied hastily. “I was careful, hyung. Promise.”
Drawn in by his wide eyes, Jimin pinched his cheek. “Okay. I believe you. So what are we doing here?”
Jungkook gestured around the gallery. “Looking at art.”
“That's it?” Jimin asked. He sighed, his shoulders drooping. He liked art well enough, but he would be lying if he said walking around a museum was an ideal way to spend his free time.
“Well...” Jungkook said, noticing the fall in Jimin's expression. Uncertainty laced his voice. “I have other things planned too. It's just...this is first. It won't be boring.”
“Okay,” Jimin said even though his voice still held a disinterested cadence. Jimin couldn't complain. This day wasn't for him anyway.
“Are you tired, hyung?” Jungkook asked.
“Why?” Jimin answered back. “Do I look tired?”
Jungkook nodded. “A little.” He shifted on his feet. “Did you stay up late last night or something?”
Jungkook's insides spun with anxiety as his thoughts landed again on the picture Jimin had posted on his Twitter. It bothered him to think that Jimin may have shared a similar experience to what they had shared a few nights before. Was Taehyung gay? No. He was dating a woman. But then again, Jimin had been dating a woman before. And he, himself, was dating a woman and he had still done those things with Jimin.
Jungkook blushed, thinking about them. He had been trying to avoid doing that as much as possible after the event occurred.
Jungkook frowned. Maybe Jimin was just a sexual person. Maybe what they had done didn't mean very much to him at all.
Jungkook didn't like the thought of that.
“What?” Jimin asked. “Why are you frowning?”
Jungkook tuned back into the present, realizing he had missed what Jimin said. “Huh?” he asked. “What did you say?”
“I said I didn't stay up too late. I just didn't put makeup on this morning.”
“Ah,” Jungkook returned with a nod. He wanted to ask about the picture, but he didn't know how to bring it up. It wasn't really his business what kind of relationship Jimin and Taehyung had. But the words slipped out anyway. “Is Taehyung gay? Or bisexual?”
Jimin stared at Jungkook with interest. “Why?”
Jungkook didn't have time to answer. An excited squeal cut his words off and the next thing Jimin knew he was being bombarded by who he assumed was Seon Woo. Jungkook proceeded to make proper introductions but most of the art was left unviewed. Seon Woo was too busy trying to absorb everything Jimin said and did while Jimin had proceeded to put on the cheerful and professional persona he donned specifically for fans.
Jungkook felt a little guilty usurping Jimin's free time. He hadn't really thought of how this must feel like work to him.
“Hey, hyung,” he called. Jimin was sitting down on a bench scrolling through his phone, taking the time to himself since Seon Woo had turned away a few moments ago to finally start paying attention to some of the artwork hanging around the gallery. “Do you want to go watch street performances in Hongdae after this?”
Jimin's face lit up. “Yeah,” he said.
Jungkook smiled in response to Jimin's brightened mood. He knew watching street performances might be more of Jimin's style.
He went over to Seon Woo and told her their plan. She frowned. “Can we eat first?” she asked. “I'm hungry.”
“Ah, food. Right. Let me see if Jimin's hungry.” He went back over to Jimin. “Hyung, do you wanna get food first? Seon Woo's hungry.”
Jimin looked at the time on his phone. “It's almost 2pm. That's when it's the most exciting until the evening.”
“I know,” Jungkook said. “Maybe we can go to the evening performances then.”
“What will we do until then?”
“I have bungee jumping planned at 4:00.”
“Bungee jumping?!” Jimin's eyes grew comically wide. He shook his head. “No thanks. I'll eat with you guys and then be on my way.” He stood up as if he was going to leave that second.
An unexpected amount of panic shot through Jungkook's body and he threw his arm out to stop him. “No. Come on, hyung. It'll be fun.”
Jimin scoffed in disbelief. “Plummeting towards rocks while I'm held by only a string is not my idea of fun.”
“Did I hear bungee jumping?” Seon Woo asked, coming over to join them.
“Yes,” Jungkook said. “It was supposed to be a surprise, but Jimin ruined it.”
Seon Woo squealed and hugged Jungkook. “I've always wanted to bungee jump! This is gonna be so much fun!”
“Great,” Jimin said, looking away from the lovers' embrace. “You two go bungee jumping. I'll go back home and take a nap.”
Jungkook gently pulled him back by his wrist when he started to walk away. “Hyung, you can't go.”
Jimin stomped his feet, not caring that he looked like a petulant child. “Why?”
“You don't want to go bungee jumping?” Seon Woo asked.
Jungkook found his excuse. “Because Seon Woo wanted to meet you,” he said. “You're really going to just leave?”
Jimin glared at Jungkook. He knew he wouldn't say no to a fan.
And that's how he found himself getting rigged up to go bungee jumping. He frowned in Jungkook's direction while one of the instructors at the bungee jumping site pulled at the clasped rigging behind him in order to make sure he didn't die. He hated this.
They were fifty meters up and were still in the small building type structure that led out to the frightening platform that they would have to jump from. Jimin's knuckles were white from clenching around a bar that slightly jutted out from the interior of the wall. Seon Woo and Jungkook were getting suited up as well, but they looked more excited than frightened.
Jungkook caught Jimin's pouty glare and chuckled. “Hyung, what's wrong?”
“I hate you,” Jimin responded.
“Aigh~” Jungkook waved away his worries as if they were a pesky fly. “It'll be okay, hyung. I'm sure there have been no major accidents. Right, Mister?” He aimed his question towards the worker fiddling with Jimin's harnessing. Jimin looked at him, hoping for reassurance but the worker's eyes darted around a bit and he spoke in a lowered voice.
“We're supposed to tell you no,” he whispered. “But there was an incident a few years ago before I came to work here.” Jimin's face blanched. “There haven't been many though, so it should be okay.”
“One is too many!” Jimin protested. “Jungkook~!”
“I'll go first,” Jungkook said hurriedly, trying to reassure Jimin. “You can watch me, see that nothing goes wrong. And then you can follow.”
Seeing Jimin's fear, the instructor suggested couple jumping. “We can belt you two together and then you can jump at the same time. That way, you won't be doing it alone.”
“How does that sound?” Jungkook asked, watching Jimin carefully. “You want to do that?”
Jimin looked a little ashamed at having to request something like that but that didn't stop him from answering with a soft, “Yes.”
“Okay,” Jungkook responded readily. “Let me go talk to Seon Woo.”
'Oh, right,' Jimin thought. Wrapped up in his fear, he had forgotten that this was supposed to be a date for Jungkook and his girlfriend who he hadn't spent significant time with in a while. And here he was probably ruining it by acting like a little kid. His feelings were further amplified when Seon Woo's voice interrupted his thoughts.
“You're gonna leave me to jump on my own?!”
“I- I thought you were excited to do it,” Jungkook said. His voice displayed the fact that he was startled by Seon Woo's reaction.
“I am! But how can you leave your girlfriend to jump alone while you jump with your friend instead?”
Jimin felt guilt settle in his chest. “He's scared!” Jungkook responded.
Seon Woo sighed. “Fine,” she relented. “You better be glad it's Park Jimin or else you'd be in the doghouse.”
When Jungkook made his way back over to tell the instructor they would do the couple jump, Jimin laid his hand on his arm. “You don't have to do this. You should do it with Seon Woo instead.”
“No, it's okay. She understands.”
And it was true that Seon Woo understood. But a thought also settled in the back of her mind that this was the first time Jungkook hadn't given in to what she wanted or followed her lead.
* * *
Jungkook couldn't help but to smile in amusement. Jimin kept his face turned away from the drop-off that they were now only inches away from. His hands were locked tightly around Jungkook's middle. Jungkook hesitantly embraced Jimin as well, unsure where to place his hands. He let them lay gently against his back. “Are you okay?” he asked.
“No!” Jimin shouted back. Jungkook laughed. “I think the steak I ate a couple hours ago is gonna come up.”
“Please don't vomit on me.”
“You'll deserve it.”
“Hyung, it's okay. I got you. And at least if we die, we'll die together, right?” It was supposed to be a joke, but it didn't land.
Jimin whimpered. “I don't want either one of us to die.”
Jungkook chuckled. “You're cute, hyung.”
That rendered Jimin speechless.
“Don't worry, hyung,” Jungkook said again. “Just close your eyes and hold onto me.”
Jimin couldn't deny that it was comforting to have the other man there with him. He was sure he wouldn't have been able to do this on his own. He closed his eyes tight and pressed his cheek into the warmth of Jungkook's chest. Then the instructor's countdown started and...they jumped.
* * *
Seon Woo's POV:
Seon Woo lounged on the king size bed of the hotel room that had been rented out for her as she scrolled through her phone. She had been driven back to her hotel ahead of Jungkook so that suspicions wouldn't arise about who she was and why she was hanging around the celebrity. She pouted as she looked through the photos fans had captured on Twitter of Jimin and Jungkook out together to watch the street performances in Hongdae. She had been there as well, but no one would know it from the pictures.
She was happy about that, of course. She didn't want to become a hindrance to Jungkook's increase in fame. But after coming here and seeing Jungkook's life as it was now firsthand, she couldn't help but to realize how different everything was. And how different everything was going to remain.
Most of their “date” had consisted of them enjoying things separately – and if they weren't – being so tense about possibly being seen or noticed that they hadn't been able to relax.
She turned off her phone screen and waited for Jungkook to arrive. She didn't have to wait long because he walked through the door about ten minutes later.
“Hey,” he said, walking into the bedroom with a big smile on his face. He took his shoes off before sitting down on the edge of the bed. “Did you have fun today?”
“Yeah,” Seon Woo said with a nod. “I like the city.”
Jungkook playfully narrowed his eyes at her since her voice didn't hold much conviction. “But?”
Seon Woo smiled. “I don't know...I just feel like I didn't actually get to spend much time with you.”
“We spent the whole day together.”
“Yeah...sort of.”
“Sort of? What does that mean?”
“I just kind of felt like a third wheel.”
“Because of Jimin?”
“Because of all of it. I couldn't even stand next to you in case someone got it on their camera.”
“Oh...I'm sorry. I wanted it to be perfect.”
“Don't apologize,” Seon Woo assured, feeling bad because of Jungkook's crestfallen face. “I had fun. Things just didn't go exactly how I expected. And...I don't have to go home until Monday. Which means we have all day tomorrow. Let's just stay in, order something, and watch movies.”
“Okay,” Jungkook agreed.
But things didn't go as planned.
Seon Woo received a phone call at around 3:00 a.m. from her friend and manager, Seokjin, asking her to come back home. He didn't explain much; he just said that her father had been taken to the hospital due to a drop in his blood sugar. It wasn't the first time it happened and Seon Woo was sure it wouldn't be the last time due to her father's struggle with diabetes, but she worried nonetheless and agreed to hurry back. So with a quick goodbye to a confused and still sleepy Jungkook, she had promised to explain later and left him behind in the hotel in Seoul, not knowing irrevocable change was coming.
* * *
Jungkook's POV:
Due to his Sunday being unexpectedly free, Jungkook naturally messaged Jimin to ask what he was doing. When he received a reply that the man would be frequenting their usual club in Gangnam with Taehyung, Namjoon, and Yoongi, Jungkook knew he had to tag along. He had to quench his curiosity about just how close Jimin and Taehyung actually were.
When he arrived at the club, he saw that Taehyung's foreign girlfriend was there as well so he felt relieved. Until the other man whispered something in her ear and then moved over to throw an arm around Jimin's shoulders. Jimin flushed and glanced his way while Jungkook's brows furrowed. Had something actually happened between them that night? Were they friends with benefits? He looked over to Rachael to see how she was responding but her eyes just moved from the two of them to Jungkook and she laughed.
Jungkook frowned, feeling as if there was a joke he wasn't in on.
He sat down on a cushioned seat by himself and began to take advantage of the mutiple drinks that were already strewn out on the table, ordered by the people who had arrived earlier than him. He downed drink after drink, liking the spread of warmth in his chest and trying to ignore the way Taehyung kept leaning into Jimin, whispering in his ear, and even wiping his thumb across his lip to get rid of crumbs there at one point.
The sight irritated him.
But what was more irritating than Taehyung's actions were Jimin's responses. He giggled and blushed and fed Taehyung snacks. Really...Were they dating or what?
Jungkook was beginning to lose track of how many drinks he was putting into his system. He was so busy trying to tune Jimin and Taehyung out that he didn't notice when the older man had stood up and approached him until he felt tapping on his shoulder. Jimin was looking down at him with a saccharine smile. “Do you want to go dance?”
Jungkook almost choked on the burning liquid that was moving down his throat since he hadn't expected such an offer. He looked over towards Taehyung in order to gloat with a victorious smirk but Taehyung wasn't paying attention anymore. He had his arm back around his girlfriend.
Not wasting another minute, Jungkook sat his glass down and stood up. He could feel a bit of the alcohol making his head a little hazy, but he was glad he wasn't so far gone that he couldn't control his motor skills. That would have been embarrassing. He didn't want to step all over Jimin while trying to dance with him.
When they reached the dance floor, Jimin turned toward him and began to move to the music. Jungkook followed along. There was about six inches of space between them, which Jungkook knew he should have been glad for because who wanted to see two guys grinding up on each other, right? But he couldn't help but to want to decrease the space. Put his hands on his waist and pull him close. He wanted some indication that he was special and not just another friend Jimin flirted with.
Jungkook blamed the alcohol coursing through his system for the question he asked next. “Do you flirt with all of your friends, hyung?” He yelled to be heard over the music.
Jimin narrowed his eyes at Jungkook but a small smile remained on his lips. He didn't look bothered or agitated. “What's your definition of flirting?” Jimin asked back.
“You know,” Jungkook accused.
“I don't,” Jimin responded back. “I'm friendly to everyone. If people misconstrue that as flirting, then...it isn't my fault.”
“Fine,” Jungkook fired back. “Do you kiss everyone then?”
Jimin giggled, causing Jungkook to frown. This was serious, but it seemed he was the only one who thought so. “Who have I kissed?” They imperceptibly moved closer to each other, pushed by the surrounding people and the reverberating music.
“Taehyung,” Jungkook shot back, accusation lacing his voice.
“Is it a problem that I kissed him?” Jimin asked. He pinched Jungkook's shirt between his fingers and pulled him closer still until they were chest to chest.
Jungkook felt butterflies in his stomach and he felt arousal stir. He held his breath. With the fogginess in his mind, the swirling lights, the invigorating music, and Jimin looking up at him...He couldn't handle this. He couldn't fight the pull Jimin had over him. And he couldn't ignore it or deny it anymore. “Yes,” Jungkook answered, his voice tight and heavy.
Jimin's eyes fluttered to Jungkook's lips. Jungkook wasn't sure when their faces had gotten so close. He could feel Jimin's breath hitting him. He also wasn't sure if they were moving anymore. He felt like they were but he couldn't be sure. “Why?” Jimin asked.
Jungkook couldn't find the words to respond to him. His mouth opened but his tongue didn't work.
When Jimin leaned a little closer, Jungkook involuntarily licked his lips and his breath hitched. He hoped Jimin would close the distance. When the anticipation became too much, Jungkook moved forward to capture Jimin's lips with his own. But Jimin stepped back. When Jungkook blinked at him in confusion, Jimin spoke. “Until you can give me a reason why I shouldn't, I'm going to kiss whoever I want.”
Jungkook was floored. He could only stand and watch as Jimin moved into the crowd and disappeared from view.
* * *
Jimin's POV:
By the time they felt they had spent a sufficient amount of time destressing and having a fun night out, Jimin's feet hurt from dancing, Jungkook could barely stand from the amount of alcohol he had consumed, and Taehyung had taken to filming his currently judgment lacking friends on his phone. Yoongi and Namjoon had already bailed earlier in the night due to needing to get some work done and Taehyung's girlfriend had left to go to bed early.
“You better not upload anything,” Jimin said as he staggered under Jungkook's weight. He had the other man's arm hooked over his shoulders as Jungkook was seemingly using all of his mental efforts to stay fully conscious. “We're not like you models. We have a reputation to uphold.”
“I know, I know,” Taehyung admonished. “What kind of friend do you think I am? These are just for my own personal satisfaction. And potential blackmail.”
Jimin looked up and down the street, impatient to relieve himself of Jungkook's weight. He wasn't equipped to hold up pounds of muscle for more than ten minutes. “When is your car getting here?”
“Here it is right now.” Taehyung pointed to a sleek white Tesla making its way down the street.
“Oh my God,” Jimin groaned, lowering his head. “A Tesla? Talk about drawing attention.”
“Calm down. No one's even looking this way. Get in.”
When the wings of the car came up, Jimin hurriedly pushed Jungkook into the backseat and then climbed in after him. Taehyung walked around the car, dismissed his driver, and climbed into the driver's seat. “You didn't drink, did you?” Jimin asked.
Taehyung sighed loudly. “Again...what kind of person do you think I am. I was too busy continuing the mission--” he nodded towards Jungkook who was slumped in his seat. “To drink anything.”
“Okay, okay,” Jimin conceded. “And don't blame me. I didn't ask you to do anything.”
Taehyung started the car and drove out onto the street. Jungkook began to stir with the movement of the vehicle while Jimin watched him warily.
“Do you have a bag?” He asked Taehyung. “I don't want him to throw up in your fancy car.”
“No,” Taehyung responded, glaring through the rearview mirror. “You better make sure he doesn't throw up.”
“How am I supposed to do that?” Jimin asked. “I can't control his stomach.”
“Won't throw up, hyung.” Jimin was startled when Jungkook spoke up. He looked over to see the younger man lean back against his seat and roll his head to look over at him from beneath hooded eyes. “Never throw up. Jus' sleep and...” The sentence was never finished. It got lost in some drunken neverland and Jungkook's brow furrowed questioningly as if he had lost his train of thought completely.
Jimin gave him a soft smile. “Okay,” he said gently. “Go to sleep then. I'll wake you up when we get home.”
“Whose home?”
“Yours.”
“No~!” Jungkook let out a long whine and Jimin couldn't help but to giggle. He was tempted to follow Taehyung's example and get a recording. “Wanna go home with you.”
Jimin decided to have fun with him. Payback for the bungee jumping. “Why should I?” he asked. “You haven't been good to me.”
Jungkook's face became horror stricken and Jimin almost thought he had sobered up a bit before he replied with another drunken whine. “I have been good!”
“When?” Jimin challenged.
Taehyung watched the both of them through the rearview mirror with an expression that was mixed halfway between amusement, judgmental, and revulsion. He shook his head and tried to keep his eyes on the road.
Jungkook tilted his head and glared questioningly at the ceiling, wracking his sloshed brain for a good example. When he came up with nothing, he slid over the seat until he was embracing Jimin and speaking into his neck. “I'm sorry, hyung. I'll be better.”
Jimin held back a smile. He had gone drinking with Jungkook before, but he had never seen him this drunk.
“How?” he asked. “How will you be better to me?”
It happened too soon for Jimin to anticipate it. One minute Jungkook had his arms around his neck and the next his hands were on the button of his jeans, opening them, and Jungkook was diving towards his crotch.
“Ahhh!” He screamed, shocked and surprised.
The car swerved on the road and Taehyung screamed as well.
He hurriedly pushed Jungkook away but Jungkook was back within his space in seconds. “It's okay, hyung,” Jungkook slurred. “I've been reading online.”
“What's going on?!” Taehyung shouted.
Jimin was too busy trying to defend his honor to respond but one glance in the backseat told him everything he needed to know. Seeing Jungkook's face in Jimin's crotch caused him to swerve again. Jimin managed to momentarily push Jungkook away just enough to turn his body away and squish himself against the window, trying to get as far away from the other man as possible. “Please don't kill us,” he said to Taehyung, adding trying to stay alive to his sudden urgent to-do list. He hurriedly buttoned up his pants again.
Taehyung started to howl with laughter as Jungkook pushed himself against Jimin again and began to kiss at the side of his neck. The smell of alcohol permeating off of Jungkook wafted into Jimin's nostrils. He felt like he could get drunk off of the smell alone.
“He tried to blow you,” Taehyung was gasping between peals of laughter. “Since when have straight guys wanted to go down on another man? We're in, Jiminie.” He continued to laugh. “Ahhh~ I wish I could record it.”
“I can give you a reason, Jimin,” Jungkook was muttering in his ear. “Don't kiss anybody else. I can give you a reason.”
Jimin kept his face turned away, still trying to guard against Jungkook's sudden overzealous affections. “How far away are we?” he asked.
“With the traffic, fifteen minutes,” Taehyung answered, finally sobering up.
Jimin sighed and jerked away when Jungkook blew clumsily into his ear. This was going to be a long fifteen minutes.
* * *
Eventually, Jimin just allowed Jungkook to kiss his lips. It shut him up and seemed to calm him down.
This was the first time Jimin was properly kissing Jungkook and he hated that it was when the other man was drunk out of his mind. The kissing was nice and he had to admit that he was enjoying it. He knew he shouldn't – not when Jungkook was obviously lacking inhibitions – but Jungkook's lips were soft and the pressure of his kisses was passionate but not so hard that Jimin felt as if he was struggling to catch a breath. Jungkook's tongue licked into his mouth in a slow and sensual dance, pulsing against his own. “Mm,” he moaned. Jungkook pulled back to hear what he had to say. “You're a good kisser.” Jimin had to acquiesce; he felt he had been misjudging him for the Great Kiss Debacle in his teen years.
Jungkook smiled, his eyes hazy from either alcohol or the mood, Jimin wasn't sure. And then he was leaning in again. Jimin opened his lips, readily accepting a continuation of the kiss.
“Jimin,” Taehyung said warningly from the front seat.
Still engaged in the kiss, Jimin gave Taehyung the middle finger.
“I'm going to slam on the brakes if I feel like I have to separate you two.”
Jimin gave him the okay sign to which Taehyung shook his head and then put his eyes back on the road.
Jimin indulged for the rest of the trip. Because Lord only knew which Jungkook he would get when the other man sobered up.
When Taehyung dropped the two off at Jimin's house, he lowered the window. Jungkook was still leaning heavily on Jimin due to his inability to walk straight and both of the men's hair was mussed from their previous activities. “Jimin,” he said. “I want you to send me a picture of little Jungkookie tucked in safe and sound in the guest bedroom in fifteen minutes or else I'm going to call the cops.”
Jimin scoffed. “What kind of person do you think I am?!” he asked, affronted.
“A person who just took advantage of poor Kookie in the back of my Tesla. Why?”
“Whatever,” Jimin mumbled. “Leave!”
Taehyung restarted the ignition. “Fifteen minutes, Jimin!”
“Okay! Go!”
When Taehyung was gone, Jimin led Jungkook into the house and did what Taehyung asked him to do even though Jungkook tried to pull him in alongside him and got whiny when Jimin resisted. Back in his own bedroom, he laid in bed and thought about everything. He thought about all the reasons why he should stop whatever this was with Jungkook. There were many. And when he thought about all of the reasons why he should pursue a relationship with Jungkook, he could only think of one. He decided it would only be selfish for him to try to take this any further.
...But why was his heart telling him to be selfish?
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