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“Hobi!” Jimin hollered loudly, his voice turning hoarse towards the end of the screech. Raising his fist in the air, Jimin was about to beat the crap out of his hyung for waking him up during the middle of his much needed afternoon nap.

Hoseok took this time to run completely in the opposite direction of the short, red-haired boy. Dashing through the hallways of their company’s building, Hoseok led Jimin through the doors the dance studio. Jimin stepped foot into the room, thinking that he had caught Hoseok in a dead end.

“SURPRISE!”

Jimin froze, completely confused at the rest of his members who were yelling at him. “Surprise? What? Is today my birthday?”

He instantly regretted asking such a dumb question because everyone but Yoongi laughed loudly, sarcastic words following from Yoongi’s lips, “Pabo, don’t you think you would remember your own birthday at the very least? It’s not even October.”

“Then?” Jimin looked directly at Taehyung, knowing that his best friend would let him know. Instead, he shook his head no and urged him on to keep guessing. But after a few wrong guesses, the other members were starting to get frustrated.

“Never mind, stop guessing. This is going to take forever,” Jin complained, his sassiness starting to come out. Namjoon smirked and placed a soft hand on Jin’s shoulder in an attempt to calm the older.

Namjoon took the lead and pulled a piece of paper from behind his back, “We got something in the mail today…. And it seems to share some important information about you.”

Jimin had completely forgotten about the tests. Because of his obsessive diet and the concert accident, their manager needed to see that Jimin would make his health his top priority. This included three meals a day, light exercises, and exactly eight hours of sleep. If Jimin didn’t pass what the doctor’s deem as “healthy and able-bodied” then he wouldn’t be able to continue on with BTS’ upcoming tour.

“And? What does it say?”

The rest of the members controlled their smiles until Taehyung reached for a cake hidden behind Hoseok’s back. A pastel blue and yellow cake with messily decorated words spread across the top: “U R HEALTH”

“I ran out of space for the ‘y’ but you get it right?” Taehyung sheepishly admitted, the rest of the members snickering from behind them.

Jimin felt his heart drop, completely amazed by the amount love he was receiving from his members. He doesn’t even know what he did to deserve such an amazing support system like the one he had. “I don’t know what to say… thank you guys. You guys are the best.”

“Don’t thank us, thank Taehyung!” Jin exclaimed, extending his thumb to point up at him.

“Yeah, he was the one who kept pestering you to eat all the time and made sure you went to sleep early every night,” Hoseok smiled and added, “And he even made the cake.”

The members started to piece the cake up messily, leaving Namjoon to not only destroy almost half of the cake but also end up with pieces on the floor. The other members scolded the God of Destruction except for the 95’ duo, who was too busy sharing a moment to notice.

Jimin wrapped his arms around Taehyung, feeling touched by how much effort Taehyung had put into his health. “Thank you,” he repeated until Taehyung started to get annoyed.

“Stop it already, you don’t have to thank me. It’s what friends do.” Exchanging smiles, the two joined the mini cake party. Their tour was going to start tomorrow and all that was left to do was pack and board their flights in the morning.

Yes I do, I believe That one day I will be, where I was Right there, right next to you

“But why?” Yoongi complained with an even deeper scowl etched onto his face, his irritation growing within each second, “I already unpacked.”

“We’ll move your stuff! You don’t even have to lift a finger!” Jimin coaxed, his eye lashes bounced and his tiny hands clasped together pleading. Taehyung mimicked his actions, hoping that Yoongi would agree to the sudden room exchange.

After a few seconds of weighing out the pros and cons from Yoongi’s part, he decided to agree. Even if he said no, Taehyung would still be in their room, staying up until the wee hours of the night. And that would only result in a grumpy Yoongi the following morning.

“Fine… but you have to let me borrow your headphones. Namjoon’s snoring is unbearable.”

Jimin high fived Taehyung, happy to share a room with his closest friend. Taehyung looked hesitant to give up his frog themed headphones, but handed them over to Yoongi to complete trading rooms. The two started to move Yoongi’s belongings into the room next to theirs and after two to three trips they had completely made the switch.

“WOOOO!” Taehyung started to jump up and down onto his new bed, Jimin jumping on his own. They had just flown into the foreign country and although they were very tired, the boys managed to gather up their energy in this small celebratory jumping jamboree.

“Let’s push the beds together!” The two got to work almost immediately after the words escaped Jimin’s lips and the two managed to create a queen sized bed by joining the two twin sizes. Dropping his body, Taehyung started to roll across the beds to make sure there wasn’t a crack in between.

He crashed into Jimin’s legs, rolling back and forth the newly transformed bed. Jimin took this chance to take his pillow and slam it playfully across Taehyung’s back. Within seconds the room was filled with laughter and tiny, white feathers.

Ending in an entanglement of their legs, their heads pushed against each other’s while laying side by side, Jimin huffed. “You think we’ll be charged for destroying the pillows?”

Taehyung shifted so that he could look at the other, his lips dangerously close to Jimin’s neck. “I don’t think so…. And if they did – we could blame it on Yoongi.” A mischievous smile took over Jimin’s lips as he nodded, their laughter once again filling the room. After their noise had died down, a comfortable silence fell.

“Can you believe we’re on tour again?” Jimin asked out of nowhere, his gaze fixated on the rose gold light fixture hanging above them.

Taehyung sighed before answering, not wanting to discuss the topic, “I mean I can believe it. But, I don’t know sometimes I wish we could have longer breaks.”

It was true, the boys hadn’t had a proper vacation ever since they debuted. It didn’t start to dawn on them until recently, how each member missed their family, friends, and just relaxing and being home. Before they had viewed their titles of being idols as something fun, but as each event keeps getting added to their schedules – they started to see the reality behind their future: an endless cycle of promotions and performances.

“Hey, if for some reason we did get to go on break – do you think you would miss me?”

Taehyung stayed silent before answering, “No.”

Jimin huffed, jamming a finger against Taehyung’s temple. “Fine, whatever I wouldn’t miss you either.”

Grinning, Taehyung coiled his arms around Jimin. “I’m kidding, of course I would miss you.” Jimin fluttered his long eyelashes and Taehyung saw his body visibly go soft. Taehyung thought that Jimin was so charming when he wasn’t trying so hard. He had built up an immunity whenever Jimin would display his aegyo and cute little antics in front of the cameras, but there was something about Jimin’s effortless beauty that made Taehyung weak.

“You know…” Jimin started to trail off onto another topic, “I don’t think I have ever told you this, but I’m really happy I met you Tae. You’re really amazing.”

“Oh yeah?” Taehyung tried to act as if it didn’t faze him, but deep down he knew that his stomach was twisting. It was always such a great feeling to get complimented by Jimin even if it was something small like “nice shirt” or “you look nice today.”

“Yeah… I mean besides the fact that you’re a complete dork.” Taehyung didn’t mind the insult and just shoved Jimin a bit before the two shared yet another laugh just to end in another silence. Jimin felt Taehyung’s fingertips brush against his own. He glanced down at the gesture, unable to stop his cheeks from flushing red and the shy smile from forming.

“How did you get this?” Taehyung fingered over the tiny scar over Jimin’s left knuckle. After searching his mind for the answer, Jimin finally replied.

“I think it was when my dad tried to teach me how to fish,” Jimin was happy that Taehyung didn’t let go and continued to smooth over his hand, “Since I used to live near the ocean, learning to fish is like a rite of passage for kids there.

But honestly Tae, I sucked. Big time.” Jimin could already picture his dad’s face in the memory. Taehyung scooted his body closer to Jimin, but Jimin was too wrapped up in his thoughts to notice.

“After like four lessons, he gave up on me,” Jimin laughed, “I wasn’t sad about it though. After that, he asked me what I wanted to do and I told him that I wanted to try dancing. It was the first time my dad actually supported me. He enrolled me into a youth dance company and eventually asked me if I wanted to audition for a performing arts high school. In the end, I guess it all worked out.”

After a few seconds of stillness, Taehyung offered another question. “Does it still hurt?”

Jimin shook his head no, “When I first got it, it hurt like hell. I guess instead of hooking the bait, I accidentally stabbed myself and –“

Taehyung’s lips suddenly pressed against Jimin’s hand, the feeling sending tiny sensations up Jimin’s arm and then surfacing throughout his whole body. It was enough to stop Jimin’s rambling and feel a bit flustered. Jimin’s sure that this wasn’t the first time Taehyung has proven to be the affectionate type, as there were many moments in their friendships where they had exchanged compliments and forms of skin ship. However, the feeling of Taehyung’s lips was new and honestly… it excited Jimin.

“What was that for?”

Taehyung’s tiny shoulders shrugged, “My mom always told me that if you have a cut on your body that it should be kissed every night before you sleep. The reason why it scars is because the wound feels bad and unwanted, and it stays there for a really long time so that you can show them love every day.”

Jimin smiled at the explanation, “Do you have any scars?”

Taehyung pondered for a second, “I had one on my neck somewhere. I don’t know if you remember, but I got it from the Boy in Luv music video.” Taehyung lifted his head to show Jimin, a small tiny scar appearing near at the end of Taehyung’s neck and border lining near his collarbone.

“It was when we were climbing desks and…” Jimin started to zone out on Taehyung’s voice, focusing on the curves of his neck instead. It took a few seconds to realize that Jimin was finding himself inch closer and ended up placing an open mouthed kiss against the younger’s scar.

Immediately regretting his action, Jimin was too embarrassed to pull away. Leaving him to bury his head into the younger’s shoulder, his hot breath sending waves throughout Taehyung’s body. “Sorry...” Jimin mumbled, his mouth vibrating against Taehyung’s skin.

“N-no… it’s okay...” Taehyung finally replied after a deafening silence. “I don’t mind...”

Jimin didn’t know why he smiled after hearing that, or why his heart started to beat faster, or why he wanted to feel Taehyung’s skin against his lips again just once.. Or maybe twice. Jimin was thankful his face being buried into Taehyung’s shoulder, but also afraid because Jimin thought that if he didn’t pull away that he was going to get addicted to Taehyung’s sweet scent.

Finally growing a bit of courage, Jimin quickly tried to pull away causing his head to hit Taehyung’s chin, his teeth sinking down into his bottom lip. A loud groan from Taehyung filled Jimin’s ear drums and Jimin felt panicked, “I am so sorry!!”

Taehyung started to squirm from side to side due to the pain, unable to stay still. “Stop moving! Let me see it!” Jimin directed, using his arms to stop the boy from moving. It was no use, Taehyung was too obsessed with how much his jaw ached to listen or act rationally.

Jimin climbed over the younger’s body, his legs acting as a barrier around Taehyung’s sides so that he was unable to move or squirm around. Careful to not completely squish him, Jimin sat his bottom on the flat of Taehyung’s stomach and lifted a finger towards Taehyung’s chin to review the damage done to his mouth area.

Jimin leaned forward, cautious not to cause another accident. Only a few inches away from Taehyung’s face, Jimin found a small cut on the bottom of his lip. Jimin felt an arm sling over his waist and felt his upper body being pushed to lean forward. Jimin glanced down at how close he was to Taehyung and looked at him with confusion.

The look didn’t last long because Jimin found himself pressing his lips onto Taehyung’s. It was gentle; the kiss seeming to be very delicate and innocent. Jimin sunk into the kiss so deeply that he was unable to sit up. He fell to Taehyung’s side making sure not to break the kiss and Taehyung took this chance to be on top. Jimin felt so small with Taehyung leading the actions, his large hands running down Jimin’s chest.  

He didn’t realize how much he liked the feeling of Taehyung’s touch until after Taehyung had pulled away. Taehyung was breathless, his stare piercing a hole through Jimin’s face. “W-what’s wrong?” Jimin didn’t realize how desperate he sounded, but at this point he didn’t care.

“I- w- we can’t do this...” Taehyung muttered and untangled himself from Jimin’s body. He sat against the headboard of the bed and ran a hand through his messed up locks. “This isn’t right.” He couldn’t help but feel like he was taking advantage of the situation. His feelings for Jimin were genuine and Jimin was too precious for Taehyung to treat as an in-the-moment-fling, no Jimin deserved more than that.

“But, why?” Jimin copied his actions, sitting up and staring directly at the confused boy. “Is it because of me?” Not an inch of reason was running through Jimin’s mind, the only thing he wanted to do in that very moment was feel Taehyung’s skin underneath his fingernails and his plump lips against his own.

“What? No… well I mean yes... of course it’s you,” Taehyung hovered over Jimin’s hand before interlocking his fingers between his. Taehyung tried to avoid Jimin’s hazy, lust-filled eyes, the look of pure seduction could cause Taehyung to abandon his morals and give in to his own desires. He would have to settle for hand holding to keep him harbored.

A knock disrupted their moment and Taehyung and Jimin both released an exasperated breath. Taehyung glided over to the door to mentally thank their savior, but also mentally curse them. Taehyung carelessly turned the doorknob only to meet a distraught Jungkook at the doorstep.

And it's hard, the days just seem so dark The moon, and the stars, are nothing without you

Jungkook feels suffocated. All of the piercing silence that seemed to follow wherever he went was starting to exhaust not only his body, but his mind. It wasn’t that Jungkook was counting, but it has been five consecutive days of small talk, awkward eye contact, and unsaid words.

If Taehyung wasn’t going to speak up, then the only thing left was for Jungkook to set his pride aside and approach Taehyung first. The only problem left was to figure out what to say or how to even bring up the confession.

Jungkook took a deep breath before pressing his knuckles against the hotel room door in a knock. He could hear Taehyung’s feet drag across the carpet from the inside and Jungkook swears his heartbeat is beating loud enough for Taehyung to hear from inside his room.

Before Taehyung even spoke, Jungkook spoke first. “Hey uh… are you busy?” He knew he sounded weird but it wasn’t like he could re-do the moment.

Taehyung shook his head no as a reply before Jungkook witnessed Taehyung’s adorable eyebrow raise, “What’s up?”

Scratching the back of his head, Jungkook asked, “Is it alright if we talk for a second?”

Taehyung nodded before widening the entrance to their hotel room. Taehyung shuffled on a pair for socks before rummaging through the suitcase that he still hasn’t unpacked. Jungkook stepped inside, witnessing the disaster zone of pillow feathers and Jimin surrounded by a crowd of blankets on one awfully large sized bed.

“They gave you guys a single bed?” Jungkook questioned, not trying to sound any more concerned than he already was.

Jimin seemed to be in deep thought as he was asked this, and shook his head before registering that another person had entered the room. “Huh? Oh hey,” Jimin waved, his actions seeming unnatural, “Uh no we decided to put the two together so we could –“

“Uh… Jungkook and I are going to go talk for a while. I’ll be back okay?” Taehyung assured Jimin before slipping on a pair of sneakers. If Jungkook wasn’t swallowing in his own nervousness he probably would have noticed the awkward tension between them, but he didn’t.

“Okay…” Jimin replied and watched as Taehyung held onto Jungkook’s wrist, leading him out of the room. A very unfamiliar feeling ignited in Jimin’s body, instantly feeling jealous of everything and everyone that came in contact with Taehyung. The door shut and the two were out of his sight, but somehow Jimin’s feelings of being territorial over Taehyung didn’t disappear, leaving him to ponder his own feelings and thoughts in a mess of white on white hotel décor.

Your touch, your skin, where do I begin? No words can explain, the way I’m missing you

Jungkook and Taehyung arrived at the hotel’s deserted pool after a silent commute down an elevator and through the hotel lobby. Jungkook’s eyes fixated on the reflection of the night sky that sparkled onto the chlorine filled pool.

It felt like years since they last talked although they both knew that it really wasn’t that long. Jungkook was normally calm, cool, and collected, but tonight wasn’t the case. His mind was racing with what to say and what to do but the only thing that he actually did do was finally let tears fall from his eyes.

Taehyung rubbed a swift thumb over the younger’s cheekbone, making sure the salty drops didn’t stain his porcelain skin. Not even a nanosecond after Taehyung’s gesture, more tears started to flood and Taehyung realized it was no use – his cheeks were bound to be stained.

“Why?” Taehyung asked softly, “Why are you crying?” Taehyung didn’t know whether or not he should hold the younger or just maintain his distance.

Jungkook looked up and Taehyung felt his body heat up from the tension. It was like seeing your little brother cry for the first time and Taehyung would do whatever he could to keep him from crying anymore.

“I don’t know why I’m crying… or why I’m being like this. I’m sorry.”

Taehyung boldly placed a hand on the back of Jungkook’s head and pulled him closer into his shoulder blade, he could feel Jungkook sob against his body and Taehyung still didn’t know if this action was the right thing to do in this situation.

“It’s okay… for now, just let it out…” For now, Taehyung would play pretend and act as if he was comforting his little brother. He would pretend that he wasn’t the reason for Jungkook’s tears and it was because of someone else. He would pretend that in a few moments he wasn’t going to have to reject Jungkook’s confession. He would pretend to take care of his dongsaeng, just to break his heart right after.

The night, this emptiness, this hole that I'm inside These tears, they tell their own story

Jimin could feel his body heave up and down, a breath filling his lungs just to escape once again. His mind was blank and no matter how hard he tried to think, nothing came across his mind.

Jimin lifted his finger and examined the tiny scar, trying to picture Taehyung’s lips pressed up against it. Jimin outstretched his hand, trying to picture Taehyung’s hands intertwined between the spaces. Jimin pulled his hand down and placed his fingertips against his lips, he closed his eyes and tried to picture Taehyung’s face growing closer and closer to his own before reliving the sweet kiss they had just shared.

It was within that moment that Jimin realized he didn’t hate the idea of kissing Taehyung, in fact, Jimin found himself actually liking it and wanting to kiss his best friend even more. It wasn’t just kissing either. He wanted to hold Taehyung, he wanted to feel his body wrapped around his. He wanted to lay his head on Taehyung’s chest, but this time actually listen to his heartbeat.  

It wasn’t just actions or physical contact, but Jimin wanted to reach another level of being close with Taehyung. Jimin wanted to know all of Taehyung’s past, the stories and dynamics that shaped his being. Jimin wanted to be a part of all of Taehyung’s present, experiencing and trying all of the things the world has to offer them. Jimin wanted to be in Taehyung’s future, helping him accomplish all of his goals and be able to look back at the life he’s led.

Jimin didn’t know how all of these feelings finally came to light, but he knew one thing for sure. He was in love with his best friend… for a while now… And it didn’t happen like he thought it would, with the angelic voiced choir singing or a bright glow surrounding Taehyung, but Jimin can finally say that he was in love.

Jimin tried to stay awake until Taehyung came back, but with the daily life of being an idol, Jimin’s body didn’t allow him to and his eyes closed with Taehyung becoming his last thoughts of the night.

You told me not to cry when you were gone

Taehyung watched the side of the hotel building, the rows of dimly lit windows turning dark within the last half hour. Taehyung dreaded the moment Jungkook pulled away because he knew that his caring older brother persona would disappear.

“I... uh… thanks...” Jungkook muttered before wiping his long sleeve underneath his eyes to dry his skin. Taehyung didn’t reply and just stared at the pebbled ground underneath them.

“I know you don’t like me like that…” Jungkook watched Taehyung’s complexion turn dark, his expression confirming the known fact, “And I know that you have feelings for Jimin… its true right? You like Jimin?” Taehyung nodded his head slowly and Jungkook couldn’t help but fight the sinister smile appearing on his face, the type of smile that appeared when a person felt so pathetic that they even want to laugh at themselves.

“I knew it….” Jungkook’s tone of voice sounded off. Wanting to sound cocky, but deep down there was a tiny feeling wishing that he wasn’t right. Fighting the bitter feelings, Jungkook let out another deep sigh to break the lingering silence.

“Even though it kills me to say this…” Jungkook bit his bottom lip and turned his face to hide the fact another weak tear had escaped his eyes, “I… I just want you to be happy… and if that means y-you being with him… then don’t let my feelings stop you.”

Taehyung finally took this chance to look up, but by the time he had, Jungkook had already walked away. Taehyung watched the younger, each step he took looking heavier and heavier. It wasn’t until Jungkook disappeared into the hotel building that Taehyung found himself to his knees.

Taehyung ignored the pain of his knees crashing so hard against the ground. He was near the edge of the pool and because it was already past midnight, the lights to the pool switched off. The cold attacked Taehyung’s skin, but at this point Taehyung was numb to the weather or anything for that matter. The pool’s surface turned black and suddenly Taehyung saw his reflection ripple through the water.

Feelings of guilt and worry bubbled in his body and Taehyung didn’t know whether or not he could be selfless at this point. If he were to be selfless, he would let his feelings of guilt continue to sadden him. If he were to be selfish, he would allow himself to feel a sense of relief.

It took a hotel employee worker to send Taehyung off to his hotel room, telling him that the pool hours were over. He didn’t realize how cold he was until he stepped inside the heated building. Taehyung dragged his feet to his floor and keyed his card into the hotel room to meet an already asleep Jimin.

But the feeling's overwhelming, it's much too strong

Jungkook was thankful that their schedule was cancelled the next morning, so that he could lay in his bed and not have to face anyone. His roommate for the current week of the tour was Jin and he was off with Namjoon probably touring the city, eating various food, and taking aesthetic photos of each other.

He threw his phone near the foot of his bed after reading the messages from his manager and Jin and buried his head underneath his comforter.

Jungkook felt like complete shit. He swung his legs around the side of his bed and made his way towards the bathroom. His face was stiff and bloated from the endless tears and he swears his body temperature is warmer than usual.

His thoughts instantly flutter to Taehyung. It was pretty cold last night at the pool and Jungkook had a fairly strong immune system, Taehyung on the other hand doesn’t. Jungkook starts to question if he had gotten sick and what time did Taehyung leave or if he even stayed before Jungkook practically ran away.

Slamming his palm against the granite counter top, Jungkook cursed himself. He doesn’t know why he’s angry, but the thought finally enters that maybe he was angry with himself for caring so much about Taehyung.

Jungkook feels desperate to get rid of these thoughts and feelings but is even more desperate to get over his first love. But Jungkook thinks it’s impossible and twists his hand on the faucet to start a stream of warm water and washes his face. Jungkook watches as the water dripping from his face almost erases the tears that once stained his cheeks just hours before.

Can I lay by your side, next to you, you

Jimin wakes up in laughter, a small giggle escaping his lips. He feels a stream of warm air riding up his neck and realizes Taehyung was to blame for the sudden tickle attack. It takes a moment to register the situation, but Jimin is pleased nonetheless.

Taehyung was asleep, his left leg tangled between Jimin’s. One of Taehyung’s arms was underneath Jimin’s neck, the other slung around Jimin’s waist. If Jimin didn’t know any better, the two were cuddling.

Cuddling was common between them, but knowing what Jimin knows now, the cuddling somehow feels different. Knowing that he was cuddling with the boy he loves, Jimin smiles widely at the thought, making him feel happy and safe.

After a few moments of enjoying his embrace, Jimin decided to be responsible and check the time to see what time the radio show event was. Jimin carefully reached for his phone to read the message about their schedule being cancelled for the day and thanks a higher being for such an opportunity.

Jimin turns so he could face Taehyung’s sleeping face and watches the sun start to slowly creep onto Taehyung’s face. Jimin raises his hand to block the sun from reaching Taehyung’s eyes and smiles widely at the younger.

It was like his world was much more open and bright, his love for Taehyung causing Jimin to feel like he was starting to actually see the world. Jimin’s smile started to grow even wider when Taehyung stirred in his sleep and pulled Jimin closer to his body.

After almost an hour of just watching Taehyung sleep, Jimin stealthily makes his way towards the bathroom. He strips and enters the shower, letting the water cascade down his shoulders. Jimin doesn’t know what to say to Taehyung once he wakes up, but he’s hoping the words will just come out.

And make sure you're alright I'll take care of you

Taehyung wakes up to the sound of the shower turning off and a massive headache. He rubs his eyes and then a cough clears his throat. His throat felt dry and the one thing he needed was a tall glass of water. It didn’t take long for Taehyung to come to the conclusion that he was sick.

Immediately wishing that he didn’t stay out longer than he needed to, Taehyung sat up and rested his body against the bed frame. His eyes fluttered, attempting to stop his surroundings from spinning.

He wonders whether or not Jungkook is alright but feels as if it was wrong to even wonder since he was the cause of his pain. Taehyung is smart enough to know that the best thing for Jungkook was time and space and that if Taehyung really cared about him, he would give that to him.

Jimin enters in one of Taehyung’s cut up shirts, breaking Taehyung’s thoughts. Taehyung can’t help but smile, Jimin was lazily drying his hair with his towel. Standing in his shirt made Taehyung feel embarrassed as if it was the morning after of a passionate night.

“Good morning…”

Taehyung felt his voice grow hoarse before coughing and then replying, “Good morning Jimin.”

“Are you okay?” Jimin threw his towel over his shoulder and rushed to Taehyung’s side and placed the back of his hand onto Taehyung’s forehead.

Taehyung felt hot and he didn’t know whether it was because he was sick or because Jimin was only in his boxers and Jimin’s thigh was rubbing against his own. “Yeah… I guess I’m just sick…?”

“You feel hot, should I go get some medicine? Stay here and wait!” Jimin instantly started to slip on a pair of shoes. Taehyung didn’t want to trouble him, but Jimin was already out the door with his wallet and hotel key before he could even respond. Taehyung wishes he hadn’t left so quickly because all he wanted to do was talk to Jimin about the incident from last night.

Taehyung slowly climbs out of bed and goes to the bathroom. Although he was disobeying Jimin’s orders, Taehyung felt disgusting and needed some time to freshen up and wake himself up. Halfway through his shower he realizes that there was a scheduled event that was coming in a few hours.

Jimin returns with various items that included cold medicine, canned soups, a thermometer, extra towels, and almost everything that you could need and more. He returns with a scowl, witnessing Taehyung’s wet hair and half naked body.

“Why are you up?” Jimin pestered, ignoring the beautiful sight in front of him. Taehyung slips on a large shirt and looks at Jimin with a confused expression.

“What do you mean? I’m fine.” Taehyung started to fix his hair, until Jimin slapped his hands and pushed him back onto their bed.

“No you’re not, please get back in bed.”

Taehyung complied and slowly gets underneath the covers, “But don’t we have an event soon?”

“No it got cancelled, now lay down.”

“Okay…” Taehyung tries to hide the smirk appearing on his lips. He couldn’t help but feel fuzzy inside, especially since Jimin was extra grumpy and sort of mother-like. He was adorable to Taehyung nonetheless.

Jimin starts to rummage through his supplies and mentally thanks his mother for teaching him the basics of how to take care of someone. Remembering to clean the thermometer before setting it underneath Taehyung’s tongue, Jimin reads the tiny screen that reveals his temperature.

Taehyung’s voice breaks Jimin’s procedure, but he continues on his duty while listening. “So…”

Jimin lets out a knowing sigh and stands up to wet the towel before placing it on Taehyung’s forehead. He returns to Taehyung’s side and speaks, “You don’t have to be sorry about last night.”

“But I-“

“Let me finish…” Jimin pauses and sits beside Taehyung. He contemplates for a few moments on whether or not it was appropriate for him to hold Taehyung’s hand, but he does anyways. “You don’t have to be sorry because I like you…

So if you like me too… then you don’t have to apologize.” Jimin feels weak and embarrassed, so he tries to act like he’s busy looking through his take-care bag. He continues to speak without making eye contact, his voice’s volume going softer.

“But if you don’t feel the same way then it’s cool.”

It was quiet for a few moments and Jimin hated it. It was like he could hear his own heartbeat. Why wasn’t Taehyung saying anything?

He dared himself to look up just to meet Taehyung with a stiff expression. Jimin has never gotten his heart broken before but it looks like it was going to happen soon.

“I don’t know…” Taehyung’s voice dripped in sarcasm, but Jimin felt too pressured to identify it.

“You don’t know what?”

“I don’t think I believe you…” Taehyung’s voice drifted.

“What do you mean?” Jimin sounded whiny, but Taehyung loved making fun of him.

“Tell me why you like me,” Taehyung finally said, his smile growing across his face.

Finally understanding Taehyung’s evil plot, Jimin spat out a snarky response, “Hm… well I guess you’re right. I don’t really have any reasons… I’m sorry.” Jimin stood up, only to be brought back down by Taehyung’s grasp.

“Wait, what? Are you serious?” Jimin wanted to laugh from Taehyung’s incredulous expression, his eyes wide and mouth agape.

Jimin decided to torture Taehyung with a few moments of silence before playfully smacking the top of Taehyung’s head with a hand towel, “Of course not, stupid.”

Taehyung childishly frowned, “You’re so mean.”

“You started it!” Jimin complained as he handed Taehyung a fever reducer tablet, which made Taehyung’s expression go sour from the artificial orange taste. Jimin crawled next to Taehyung, kicking the blanket so he could nuzzle his tiny legs underneath.

“You know… about a week ago Jungkook confessed to me,” Taehyung said as his fingers played with Jimin’s tiny hand, “And last night I rejected him.”

Jimin didn’t know what to say so instead he listened and nodded. He already knew for a while now how the maknae felt; he probably knew even before Jungkook even knew. So this was no surprise to Jimin.

“I just feel so bad… you know? I don’t want to hurt him, I don’t want to hurt anyone.” Taehyung felt his heart go soft and his mood lower.

“It’s okay to feel bad Taehyung-ah… But just know that you did the right thing,” Jimin mumbled into Taehyung’s shoulder, “And also know that you don’t have to feel responsible for him either. Just because he’s a bit younger doesn’t mean he can’t take care of himself. He’s strong and he’s gone through a lot worse.”

Jimin was right, but Taehyung couldn’t help but feel burdened, “Yeah… but I’m just worried... that’s all.”

“Just give him time, okay?” Jimin poked the side of Taehyung’s cheek, causing Taehyung to smile just a bit, “But for now, please take care of yourself. Stop acting like you’re invincible all the time, it’s only cute sometimes.”

Taehyung loved how easily Jimin could make him feel better, it was like having your own personal teddy bear that will listen to all of your problems and hold you when you’re sad.  

“I don’t want to get you sick…” Taehyung snaked his arm around Jimin’s shoulders making Jimin’s head naturally fall into Taehyung’s chest. Taehyung placed a few kisses against Jimin’s head, “But I can’t help it… you’re so cuddly.”

Jimin let out a soft laugh and gravitated closer to Taehyung’s warm body. The two looked at each other with loving expressions before Taehyung ruined the moment with a sneeze. Jimin handed him a tissue after cursing Taehyung. They laughed at each other before Jimin coddled himself closer against Taehyung’s body, not caring whether or not he would get sick too.

The two spent the late morning up until the late evening with each other. They forgot about everything and settled into their own little world. They shared what they liked about each other, naps, expensive room service calls, childhood memories, and of course sweet butterfly like kisses.

And I don't want to be here if I can't be with you tonight

After spending the entire day sulking, Jungkook grabbed his leather jacket and dark boots and decided to go for a walk. It was nine at night and he hasn’t seen any of the other members, but by the tweets and fan café posts – Jungkook knew they were enjoying their day off.

Although Jungkook didn’t know anything about the country he was in, he actually found comfort in it. He liked the idea of being lost; it was almost exhilarating. He had found his way into a city like area where each building was lined side by side each other with bright flashy lights.

His trip started to turn sour when a sudden rainfall began to pour, but he continued to walk until he had found a small park. Drenched in rain, Jungkook sat underneath a tree and watched the playground start to shine from the water.

He lets out a deep sigh. Jungkook’s heart feels like it’s only holding up because of massive amounts of sticky glue and plaster. He feels broken and cold, as if he was abandoned or something. His mind started to flashback to memories of Taehyung and he scolds himself for becoming such a cliché character.

But as much as he hated himself for letting Taehyung captivate him so easily and as much as he wished he didn’t try so hard to be by his side, Jungkook doesn’t regret his love for Taehyung.

Instead, he actually appreciates that his first heartbreak experience was from his hyung. Jungkook felt a few drops of water slip from the leaves of the tree he sat underneath but ignored it.

“Hey! You’re going to get sick like that you know!”

Jungkook watched as a girl about his age started to scold him, but he didn’t understand what she was saying. She was a bit shorter than himself and was wearing a short dress with a leather jacket that matched his own.

“Hello? Did you hear me?” She waved as she started to jog forward with a dark umbrella, her long hair swinging side to side. Jungkook froze from the sight and his heart started to beat faster.

Trying his best to remember some of the foreign phrases he had learned before, he replied, “Sorry, I not can speak.”

The girl plunged forward and started to analyze Jungkook’s face, Jungkook faltered feeling small in front of the girl. He could feel his cheeks start to blush for the first time.

The girl smiled amusingly after realizing his ethnicity, “Ya! You could have just told me you were Korean too!”

Jungkook was taken back by the sudden language exchange, but found himself smiling once the girl started to laugh. She was so full of energy, Jungkook thought.

“What are you doing out here anyways?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” Jungkook instantly regretted coming off so cold, but it was too late for him to try and fix his words.

To his surprise, the girl laughed, “You’re right, you got me there.”

After a few exchanges of conversation, the two walked underneath her umbrella. Jungkook didn’t know why he suddenly felt adventurous or why he was even walking with a complete stranger, but for some reason there was something in his gut telling him to go for it.

They made their way towards the girl’s favorite coffee shop that she recommended. Jungkook didn’t know her name yet, but he was determined to find out once they stepped inside. He was also determined to figure out what was she doing in this country, how many other languages did she know, if she always talked to random strangers like this, what her favorite coffee was, and maybe just maybe… if she wanted to go out on another date.

Halfway through baking and placing the cookie sheets onto the oven, Jimin went to use the bathroom. Jungkook started to clean up the ingredients until he saw a familiar figure through the living room window. Dashing towards the apartment building, he watched as Taehyung led the pack of other Bangtan members. Knowing that it would take them less than three minutes to arrive, Jungkook decided to execute his jealousy plan.

Jimin emerged from the bathroom to find an empty kitchen. He entered the kitchen shaking his head, of course Jungkook would leave him to clean up after the mess. Taking a step forward onto the kitchen tiles, his face was hit with flour. Clearing his eyes to meet a laughing Jungkook with flour in his hands, Jimin took his turn to retaliate.

Within seconds the kitchen was covered in flour. With wide eyes, the rest of Bangtan entered the mess. It would be a close competition to see who was angrier: the jealous Taehyung or the pride of the kitchen and mother of the group Jin. It was Jin in the end who scolded the duo and made them clean every single surface.

Taehyung watched as Jimin and Jungkook laughed like kids, his face falling. “What are you guys even doing here so early?” Namjoon asked, as the leader, he thought he should have been informed.

“We wanted to surprise you guys!” Jungkook hooked his arm around Jimin’s shoulders, causing the older to lose his balance a bit, his body crashing into Jungkook’s side. Jungkook could see how uncomfortable Taehyung’s expression got and couldn’t help but smile even wider from the success of his plan.

“Ya~ you guys are too much!” Hoseok teased, opening the oven to a batch of chocolate chip cookies. Not bothering to care about the heat, Hoseok ate the cookie, the roof his mouth burning.

Yoongi swatted Hoseok’s hand, “You need to let them cool down, you wild animal.” Normally, Taehyung would be excited over cookies and Jimin being back, but something in his stomach couldn’t even handle the scent of chocolate chips that filled the room.

Taehyung found a spot between Jungkook and Jimin and enveloped Jungkook into a hug first, before shifting to Jimin. “It’s good to have you guys back,” Taehyung stated, his breath hitting the nape of Jungkook’s neck.

He wrapped his arms around Jimin afterwards, squeezing a bit tighter. “I missed you guys.”

Jungkook didn’t even notice how much longer Taehyung held Jimin because he was too busy forcing his heart to slow down from beating too fast. Jungkook knew making Taehyung jealous would work, as this was the first time he’s ever hugged Taehyung so tightly, let alone have any type of close physical contact.

Jimin couldn’t help but feel his heart beat faster as he felt Taehyung’s lanky arms capture Jimin so well. Like a warm blanket on a cold night, Jimin felt safe and comfortable. It was the first time Jimin had ever noticed, but Taehyung smelled like home.

The smell gave off the feeling where you come home from school after a long day and you enter your house, you drop your belongings at your bedroom door and fall into your bed. It was like suffering through seven hours of school and the only thing you were looking forward to was lying in your bed. Taehyung was the same feeling, that feeling where everything you just did didn’t matter because it was well worth it just to reach this moment.

Without knowing, Jimin pressed a feathery kiss onto Taehyung’s temple. “I missed you Tae..” His lips pressed against his ear, the action making Taehyung’s face turn red.

“Wooooow~!” Hoseok exclaimed, causing the duo to pull away. They turned to see Hoseok, Yoongi, and Namjoon scarfing down the cookies before laughing at their hyungs.

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It was time for yet again another interview with the hip hop idol group that is taking over not only Korea, but also internationally with their unique sound and self-produced songs. The charming seven membered group entered the small interview room, their introduction sprinkled with fancy adjectives and compliments.

The hosts smiled widely as they started to take their designated seats before Bangtan did their signature greeting. The round of questions started with the usual, what was the current song they were promoting, what it was about, and all the typical questions that came along with these kind of events.

Taehyung was a bit bummed by the fact that he was sitting across Jimin and Jungkook. Not that he didn’t mind sitting next to Hoseok, but he couldn’t help but feel like he was sitting front row to a romance movie.

Jungkook kept his arm around the back of Jimin’s chair, from time to time he would stroke the back of Jimin’s hair. Jimin didn’t seem to pay too much attention to it, and Taehyung guessed it was because the two were inseparable since the accident. It was a different type of feeling between Jungkook and Jimin, before Taehyung noticed it was friendly. However, the two have been in moments where it seemed like it was something more.

As Jin went on about the new album, Taehyung recalled a memory from a few weeks ago when he was invited by the two to work out. Thinking nothing of it, Taehyung had told them he would meet them a bit later and meet them there. Once Taehyung stepped foot into Big Hit’s gym, he had found the two doing sit ups together. Right when Taehyung had found them, Jimin was holding Jungkook’s feet.  Jungkook sat up instantly and pressing his lips together, blew a puff of air towards Jimin’s bangs, revealing his forehead. Jungkook’s position sat awfully close to Jimin’s face, the distance being widened once Jimin shoved the younger back onto the ground in a laugh.

It wasn’t like this was the first time either. Another time, Taehyung and Jimin were playing video games after finally finding time out of their personal schedules for each other. Sprawled out on Jimin’s bed, Taehyung was kicking Jimin’s ass in a game of Call of Duty. It wasn’t until they had finished three rounds that Jungkook barges into the room informing Jimin that a new Big Bang music video came out. Without even a second thought, Jimin sprung out of his seat and ran over to Jungkook’s room to watch the new release on his iPad.

What hurt Taehyung the most was probably when he had caught the two sleeping beside each other in the living area of their dorm. Jimin was knocked out, Taehyung knew that because Jimin only snored when he was dead tired. Jungkook was laying his head onto Jimin’s stomach, his head floating up and down with each intake and outtake of Jimin’s snores.

“V?”

Taehyung shook his head of his thoughts after being pulled into reality, Hoseok was staring at him along with the other members with curious expressions. Taehyung cleared his throat and asked for the host to repeat the question.

“Ah~ how cute. Were you really not listening? You were staring so hard, I thought that you were thinking.”

Taehyung shook his head no, and then nodded yes. He didn’t know what to do and everyone staring at him made him feel a bit overwhelmed, so his actions were a bit odd. “No? Or yes?” The host asked out of confusion and Taehyung just shrugged his shoulders out of embarrassment. The host concluded, “Ah… He’s 4D after all.”

Everyone laughed and Taehyung just politely smiled, unable to understand what was so funny. The host spoke again, “We were asking who you are the closest to in Bangtan?”

Nodding after comprehending the question, his lips found the answer quickly, “Jimin. We’re the same age so it’s easy to talk to him whenever I’m having any troubles.”

A grin appeared across from him, Jimin was pleased by the answer and was grateful that Taehyung thought of him that way. The host pushed the question more, “What kind of troubles?”

“Oh you know… just whenever I need to be happy or whenever I’m feeling really sad or need advice – I know that Jimin will know exactly what to say.” Taehyung sheepishly blushed, his eyelashes falling across his eyes, hiding the glossy, lit up orbs he had.

“Oh! Let’s test that, how about we give you a scenario?” The host started to read off the instructions, “You’ll be handed a note card describing a problem that you will pretend to have, so just read off of it and ask Jimin for help.”

A worker handed Taehyung a notecard and he nodded, thanking him. Before looking down at the scenario, Taehyung stole a quick glance at Jimin. He looked determined, running a hand through the middle parting of the red hair framed around his face.

Taehyung cleared his throat and began to read exactly off of the script, adding a few facial expressions to appear believable: “Jimin… are you busy right now?”

“Ah… no, why? Do you need me?” Attempting to stop from smiling, Taehyung continued thinking to himself that the probability of Jimin responding that way was well over one hundred percent.

“Ah.. just I need help with something.” Taehyung even played with his fingers and looked down, acting as if he was really bothered by something. This action earned a few amused looks by the other members.

“I understand now, okay… tell me.” Jimin’s voice was soft and gentle.

“I think I like someone.” Taehyung’s eyes widened at the card, but calmed himself down in order to continue the scenario. He didn’t realize he was stuttering until the host was clapping slightly, saying how believable his acting was.

“Why do you say that? How can you tell?”

“I just… get happy when I am with them. It’s kind of silly…. But it’s like the sun comes out every time they smile,”  the script had ended here but something in Taehyung’s mind told him to keep going, “My heart beats so fast that it feels like it will come out of my chest. Whenever I am with that person, it just feels right… like everything I could ever want or need… I could only find with them.”

The studio exploded in applause. “Waaaah! That was so good!” The host exclaimed, along with several different comments from the other members. Feeling small, Taehyung sat back down in his chair and thanked all the kind gestures.

“Maybe you should try acting, V!” The host suggested, his voice full of enthusiasm. “But I don’t think your group is so supporting. Why does everyone look so gloomy?”

Everyone started to deny it, Hoseok explained, “I just feel so betrayed.”

“He never told us this that’s why!” Namjoon directed towards the host.

“He’s never this serious,” Yoongi laughed, “It was like a drama.”

In an awkward transition, the host spun towards Jimin’s direction. “What would you say to Taehyung? If he really was in that situation?” Taehyung, as curious as everyone else in the studio, listened intently.

A red tint flashed across his cheeks, “Uh… well, if this was real. I think I would know he liked someone before he even told me. Really, I can read him so well. We’re just that close. Right, V?”

Taehyung nodded smiling, but inside his head was screaming at how Jimin was. If he could really read Taehyung so well, Jimin would know that those feelings existed and weren’t just a part of some random game on an interview show.

“So, we also have another member often referred to as the Golden Maknae.”

Jungkook smiled, introducing himself, “Hello, I’m Jungkook.” The interview went smoothly, but a few thoughts continued to cycle over and over in Taehyung’s mind. It wasn’t that he was upset that Jimin didn’t know, if anything he didn’t want Jimin to know that he had feelings for him. But something about the situation made Taehyung feel something, he just didn’t know what it was.

It wasn’t until after the interview and the group was currently driving to a restaurant to eat, that he realized how good it felt to let his feelings out. Although it was under an act and wasn’t even half of what he wanted to say, Taehyung’s heavy heart seemed to carry much lighter.

The group ordered their food and talked about the success of their new promotions. It wasn’t until Jin ordered bottles of Soju that the group started to really unwind and drink. Although a few of the members weren’t of age, the group decided they wouldn’t tell their manager of this occurrence.

Taehyung didn’t know it, but he liked the burning taste of alcohol running down his throat. His vision started to blur, but he stopped before things started to get too crazy. Watching the other members, Taehyung laughed at all of the dumb dances Hoseok was doing to the instrumental background music that the restaurant loop played.

---

Jungkook’s first time drinking couldn’t have been any worse. It wasn’t that he felt pressured by his members, but only because he was so curious to try the forbidden substance due to his age. Sooner or later he was two Soju bottles in and he was feeling more than just good, he felt absolutely incredible.

Gaining what people have called “liquid courage,” Jungkook knew this was the only opportunity to tell Taehyung how he felt. Slurring his words a bit, Jungkook crawled over Hoseok’s passed out body before making his way towards Taehyung. “C-can we talk?”

Taehyung looked puzzled at first, but nodded and held the younger’s forearm to keep from him falling down. Making their way outside of the restaurant, the two followed into a narrow alleyway.

“Are you okay?” Taehyung was worried, it was the first time he had ever seen Jungkook so.. exposed. His body flailing from side to side, his back slumped and expression loose instead of it’s usual stern cold front.

"Actually no..." His body cascading against the wall, Taehyung grabbed him by the shoulders to help him maintain his balance. But, Jungkook pushed his grasp away. "You are the reason why I'm not okay.

You go around with your stupid little smile and dumb jokes and make everything feel like it's gonna be okay. I don't know why you have that dumb annoying voice and make that stupid clicking noise with your tongue whenever you think. It irritates me how you always crack your knuckles before you eat and wear shirts that are eight times bigger than your whole body.” At this point, Jungkook’s hand movements were everywhere and his voice was over exaggerated and a bit high-pitched, “Did I mention how stupidly cute you sound when you laugh?”

Taehyung didn’t know if this was just a prank or mean joke, but by the look of Jungkook’s expression it proved to be real.

“I hate all the things you do…” Jungkook didn’t mean to reach for his arms and he didn’t mean to fall against his chest either. He could hear Taehyung’s heartbeat and slowed his heart to match his rhythm. The warmth of his body radiated, making Jungkook completely ignore the fact that they were outside in the night air.

Taehyung could barely hear Jungkook mutter against his own body, “I hate it all... but the reason why I hate it is because I like you so much. I like you so much that it's hurting me Tae." Pulling away, it was the first time Taehyung met his stare. Jungkook grasped into his chest, wondering if he was even breathing in the very moment, but he couldn’t stop.

"You fucked up everything I knew that was right in the world... so you need to take responsibility for me. You need to take care of me... because… because I am so confused. I think I am going crazy for you."

Taehyung was frozen and he didn’t know whether it was because of the cold air, the alcohol, or the confession he just received from Jungkook. It was probably a combination of all three. “Jung-”

Just then, their manager appeared and his expression was beyond pissed. Following him were the rest of the drunken members, Jimin and Namjoon carrying Hoseok’s passed out body and Jin and Yoongi holding each other by the shoulders to hold themselves up.

“Get in the car now.” His voice was no joke and almost made Taehyung jump at his words. Grabbing Jungkook to help him into the van, the ride was filled with silence. He knew that they were going to get yelled at the next day so for now he would enjoy the calm before the storm.

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“You need to tell me what’s up between you and Tae.”

Jungkook flinched at the name of his voice, receiving a concerned look from Jimin. “See what I mean? Why are you so tense after just hearing his name?”

Jimin was right. It’s been a few days since the group’s celebration ended in a disaster. After they had received a scolding from their manager, the boys continued on with their schedule under scrutiny. However, that issue wasn’t high on Jungkook’s priority list.

The morning after their alcohol party, Jungkook woke up feeling like a complete idiot. He remembered everything that happened, immediately regretting not taking more shots of alcohol. He wished he could have gotten drunker so he didn’t have to remember the most embarrassing moment of his whole existence.

Ever since then, Taehyung and Jungkook were more awkward than the word awkward. Their interactions were short and simple, catching the attention of a concerned Jimin.

“It’s nothing.” Jimin could practically see the younger lie through his teeth and he felt a bit hurt by the fact that he didn’t trust Jimin enough to confide in. “Really, I’m fine. He’s fine. We’re both okay.”

Jimin placed a soft hand over the younger’s shoulder, “You know that you can tell me anything right?”

“Yeah of course.”

Overstepping his boundaries a bit, Jimin decided to say, “You know… I’m not much older than you right? I just want you to know that keeping so much inside your heart is just going to end up hurting you. Please take care of yourself and start releasing your feeling even just a little bit into the outside world.

You know that I get angry a lot, but that’s not because I have a short temper - it’s because I’ve learned that if I continue to bite my tongue and not voice what I think, it’s only going to become worse. Bottling up everything will only make things worse.”

Jungkook smiled at the kind words, feeling as if Jimin was right. Although it didn’t connect entirely to the situation between him and Taehyung, he knew Jimin was only trying to be helpful and caring.

Instead of saying anything, Jungkook hugged Jimin. It wasn’t a very long embrace, but it definitely had impact. Jimin pulled away and smiled widely, “Jungkook-ah, it seems like you’ve grown now.”

Laughing after what’s been like forever, Jungkook replied, “I wish I could say the same.” Jungkook poked fun at Jimin’s height receiving playful hits from the older before the two returned to the extra dance practice that their manager had set up as punishment.

It was close to two in the morning and their independent dance practice had finally ended. Namjoon sent a confirmation picture of the group practicing, as well as the time, to their manager. Namjoon wiped the sweat off of his forehead with a towel and groaned loudly, “I’m so hungry.”

Yoongi spoke up from his position, which was sprawled out flat on his back, “Shut up, you’re making me hungry.”

“I want ramen!” Hoseok, still filled with energy, exclaimed as he rolled around the floor.

“Ya! Your faces are going to look bloated in the morning,” Jin warned, receiving a few nods in agreement.

“I don’t care, I just want to eat.” Jungkook laughed, causing the other members to join in the pity party. They started to talk about different snacks that tasted good late at night, ranging from ramens, cheese sticks, and chips.

“Just try to hold your hunger until the morning,” Yoongi spoke towards Namjoon, “Let’s go work on the album.” The two left to the studio, following behind them was Jin, Jungkook, and Hoseok who started walking back towards their dorm.

“You coming?” Taehyung asked as he placed his dance towel around his neck.

Jimin finished tying his shoelaces before arriving to his feet, “I think I’m gonna go to the convenience store and grab some food for everyone as a surprise. Don’t tell anyone, okay?” Jimin started to make his way towards the exit until Taehyung’s voice brought him to a halt.

“No, let me come with you.” The thought of Jimin walking all the way to the store by himself honestly worried him. The smile on Jimin’s lips confirmed their late night rendezvous and the two walked in sync in the direction of the convenience store.

“It’s kind of mean how we have to do this,” Jimin mentioned, “this” referring to the extra practices and strictness coming from their manager’s punishments.

“Yeah… but we had fun,” Taehyung laughed, “When he was yelling at us, it felt like it was my mom. It was kind of nice.” Admitting this, Taehyung realized that it’s been so long since he’s actually spent time with his parents and how he misses them so much.

Jimin noticed the fallen mood and tried to lighten the tension, “Yeah, did you see his nostrils flare up? It was like a dragon or something.”

Jimin watched Taehyung’s expression instantly turn into laughter and felt his heart warm up after seeing Taehyung happy. Jimin thought that Taehyung looked the best whenever he was happy, excited, or laughing.

“His ears turned red too! Did you see?” Jimin nodded and chuckled before their laughter died down and they arrived at the entrance of the convenience store. Greeting the worker, the two shuffled into the mini aisles.

Taehyung carried an empty basket and Jimin started to fill it with various things. “Seven ramen bowls, spicy for Yoongi, mild for Namjoon and Hoseok…” Taehyung thought it was absolutely adorable how much Jimin knew about all of the other members. From favorite foods to their family’s birthdays, Jimin was very conscientious and caring.

“Banana milk right Tae?” Taehyung nodded and Jimin happily placed it into the basket. After gathering all of the snacks and paying for them at the register, the two left the store with bags of food.

Ripping the straw and placing it into the opening, Jimin handed Taehyung his drink. After taking a few sips from the drink, Taehyung couldn’t help but wonder how lucky he was to be by his side.. even if it was only in friendship.

“Thanks.”

“Instead of saying thanks, can I ask something from you?” Jimin turned his body slightly towards him.

“Duh,” Taehyung replied absentmindedly.

Jimin’s voice suddenly got low and more serious. “Who is it?”

“Who are you talking about?” Genuinely confused, Taehyung was wondering who he was even referring to.

“The person that makes your heart beat fast and is everything you need…” Jimin stated, breaking the eye contact between the two and fixating his gaze onto the pavement underneath them. It took a few seconds for Taehyung to realize Jimin was referring to the radio interview they had.

“No one… it was just a script.”

“I’m hurt… I know you better than that Tae,” Jimin forced a laugh, “It was so obvious what you were saying was true. You can pass off as a great actor in front of everyone else - but not me.”

Taehyung felt stupid for believing that Jimin didn’t know that he was in love at first and regretted spilling his heart out during that dumb game. Jimin waited in silence for the other’s response, not knowing why his chest was growing heavy and causing him to feel anxious.

“Well since you already know…” Taehyung started and Jimin instantly gulped in response before listening to his explanation, “It’s just someone that I have come to know for a few years. They mean so much to me, but I’m afraid of ruining the friendship we have.”

“Ah… I see..” Jimin felt the need to say, “Do you know… if they like you back?” At this point Jimin felt uncomfortable, but highly curious.

“I hope they do…. but I doubt it.”

“Why do you doubt it?”

“Because I’m Taehyung.” This simple statement broke Jimin’s heart. It hurt Jimin to hear that Taehyung thought so little of himself, especially since Jimin thought Taehyung was completely amazing and too cool for him to even have as a friend.

“Seems like more than enough reason for me.”

Taehyung could feel his cheeks start to hurt because of the grin he wore, his heart racing a bit faster after hearing such a statement from his crush. The words “seems like more than enough reason for me” echoed in his mind as the two came to deliver the goods to the studio hyungs before heading back to their dorm.