> there’s no cheating involved but there’s discussion of cheating and/or emotional cheating, also there's a really big age difference between yoongi and his girlfriend!
> angst, of course: min yoongi is bad at feelings!
“I do not want to go to the beach if you’re all going to be paired up and I’m going to be standing on a side being the third wheel,” Jimin explains, annoyed already at his roommates for even implying he’s going to have fun at the beach with them during the weekend.
“Perfect,” Jimin exclaims ironically. Jimin doesn’t want to go and he will not go because he knows that one night he will have to listen to his friends complain about him being single.
And Jimin doesn’t want to have that conversation again, he's tired. There’s nothing that can convince him of going. Absolutely nothing.
Min Yoongi is the man of his dreams. Min Yoongi is his best match, according to their friends. Min Yoongi, is Jin’s best friend and the smartest and funniest person Jimin knows.
Jungkook sighs but it’s Hoseok who speaks, “not anymore.” He smiles slyly.
“But Yoongi hyung is just out of that relationship,” Jungkook perks up quickly.
Hoseok rolls his eyes.
Hoseok’s family own a huge house in Daecheon beach and it’s incredible. Jimin changed his mind eventually, not because of Min Yoongi being single or Taehyung threatening to kill him if he didn’t go. It had nothing to do with it. He genuinely likes the beach.
The younger nods. "I advise you not to try anything. Hyung and noona... they always get back together." Jimin flops back on his seat.
"Not this time," Hoseok whispers.
It seems the younger and Hoseok know more about Yoongi's relationship that what they're saying but it's none of Jimin's business so he doesn't ask. He doesn't want to seem curious and then have Hoseok and Taehyung teasing him again.
“Oh my god Taehyung!” Jungkook scolds quickly.
“She could literally be his mother, Kook!” Taehyung crosses his arms. “I don’t like such dramatic age gaps. They are always problematic.”
“And at least twice his age,” Taehyung spats. “Her son is your age, Kook. He could be Yoongi’s younger brother and she's dating hyung...”
Jimin remains quiet at the discussion. Hoseok sighs, “just don’t mention her, Minnie.”
When Hoseok parks outside his beach house, it's late at night and there’s already a car waiting for them there.
Jin rolls his eyes from the driver seat. Jimin can see he's next to Minjun, his girlfriend, who seems the only happy one to see Hoseok. Namjoon and Yoongi are waiting outside the car.
They all gather outside the house.
The man only nods Jimin’s way as greeting. And that’s actually all Jimin expects from the elder during their weekend.
Yoongi nods and goes to the room.
Yoongi quickly takes charge of the barbecue, says he knows how to do it.
Then he realizes Yoongi is just grilling meat. It’s nothing out of this word, he scolds himself. He looks away from him and leaves the poolside to go to the kitchen. Jimin has to keep it together for the rest of the weekend.
He finds himself staring at Yoongi before approaching him. The elder is concentrated, tongue pressed against his cheek. Jimin thinks Yoongi is pretty.
The loud shouting of Jungkook carrying Taehyung and throwing him to the pool quickly bring Jimin out of his daydreaming.
He thinks he's good at pretending to be unaffected. "It's too hot," Jimin scrunches his nose.
"It needs more salt," Jimin shrugs. There's a reason his interactions with Yoongi are always short, Jimin can't handle being with him for too long.
Yoongi nods solemnly, like he's taking Jimin's advice into consideration. "Your wish is my command," he teases.
Yoongi is just talking (while pouting) and Jimin is smitten. He is funny, Jimin doesn’t think he’s ever met someone as fun as him.
"Anal sex," Hoseok says like it's obvious. Taehyung giggles but he probably doesn't know what they're talking about, he's falling asleep on Jungkook's shoulder.
“How do you know I don't have references?”
“That doesn’t count, Joonie is talking about getting fucked in the ass,” Hoseok hisses.
They burst out laughing, Seolhyun and Seokjin. Jimin blushes. He knows he's blushing and he searches for his drink to swallow it. He blushes at the sexual implications of Yoongi’s words.
Ah, he feels warm all over and it's not the alcohol.
Jimin is a little hangover, but he accepts a beer from Minju as soon as he wakes up. They're already drinking during breakfast. That’s kind of the point of going to the beach during the weekend, being drunk all day and all night.
Yoongi is dressed all in black which is a big contrast to the bright weather. “You don’t like the beach?” Jimin wonders.
“Yeah I do.” They both go quiet. Hoseok's squealing as Namjoon carries him to the sea is all they hear.
In about ten minutes Hoseok yells at them, asking Yoongi and Jimin to go get lunch.
They’re walking alone in the shore towards the restaurants.
“Do you dance or sing, Jimin?” Yoongi asks while they wait in queue of a small restaurant in the pier.
“You like musicals?” Yoongi wonders. “I know you dance like.. hip hop with Hoseok but I was wondering.”
Yoongi hums. “Have you ever been to the Plaza theatre? It’s a small one near yours and Hoseok's apartment.”
“Ah, I’ve heard of it.” Jimin nods. It’s a respected business.
“That’s your ex, right?”
It's getting late but they’re in the pool back at Hoseok's, and by discard, Yoongi and Jimin get paired up for the wrestling.
In order to keep him up, Jimin has to hold his thighs.
This setting and the proximity does him no good.
He still stares when Yoongi pulls up his soaked shirt and drowns a shot while shirtless and wet on the edge of the pool. Staring is not a bad idea.
Jimin stays drinking with Jin and Minju, and the couple try to convince him to flirt with Yoongi because they’d be cute together and Jimin would be perfect for him. Jimin doesn’t argue with them.
Namjoon is snoring on the big bed, taking all the space, Jimin giggles. Yoongi is already sleeping on the top bunk so Jimin messily crawls into the bottom bunk. He’s so drunk, he quickly passes out.
Jimin sits on the edge of the pool, talking to Taehyung and Jungkook about classes.
Jimin's sight of him is suddenly blocked by Seolhyun who kneels down in front of Jimin with a glass of rum. "For you," she says but when Jimin tries to take the drink but she pulls it away.
"And he will to me?" Jimin asks but he has already decided to leave the pool.
"You underestimate your power over him," she says with a snort and Jimin shakes his head.
"She won't believe me, she thinks she's my mother and wants to take care of me," Yoongi rolls his eyes and drinks from his wine. "I can take care of myself."
"And that's what friends do," Yoongi agrees. He chuckles to himself and takes another sip. "I understand that, but it's low of her to send you just because she doesn't trust me alone with my phone. It's childish."
“I hear that I am all the time, so maybe I am.”
"All the time? I doubt anyone here thinks you're mature."
Yoongi laughs lightly. “You know how my ex is older than me?” He looks at his phone. Jimin knows.
“Well you must be for them to say it.”
Yoongi snorts. “I actually think It’s not entirely true.”
“How come?” Jimin wonders.
“Well you can be mature and have fun, they aren’t exclusive,” Jimin says slowly.
Jimin has to look away, because he feels like there's a double meaning to his question. Yoongi's gaze is still on him.
It makes Yoongi chuckle. He smiles at Jimin, showing his gums. “Okay.” And Jimin has to look away, because his own smile is stretching too wide.
Yoongi isn't checking his phone, firstly because he's inside the pool with Jimin most all of the time, and then because he keeps the phone facing down as they talk and drink with everyone until midnight.
And that makes him feel good.
“Do you think he’s going to come back?” Yoongi wonders.
“Not at all,” Jimin rolls his eyes. “He must be very busy in Hoseok’s room.” It makes Yoongi laugh lightly, and then that’s it. End of the conversation.
It was very considerate of Yoongi, Jimin thinks it was sweet. He should say thanks, if the elder hadn't changed bunks yesterday Jimin would have fallen to the floor, but it's silent between the two and he can't speak.
Oh, so now they’re talking. "Okay."
Jimin snorts. Yoongi really knows how to start a conversation. “What about them, hyung?”
“I don’t know, it just surprises me how long they managed to push the eventual.” Jimin laughs at the irony.
“The chase,” Yoongi scoffs.
“What’s with the scoff? Boys can like the chase,” Jimin whispers. Glad Yoongi can’t see his blush.
“Well, I wouldn’t know.”
“I do, but I haven’t chased a boy in years,” Yoongi says easily. Jimin gulps, he's entering dangerous territory, he plays with his fingers.
“What? you dated Haewon for five years?” Jimin finds himself asking before realizing his words.
He thinks Yoongi is going to grow tense but he doesn’t. “No, no,” Yoongi laughs. “Just three”
“It would be almost four but if you count everytime we broke up then it’s less... whatever. It doesn't matter. Last time I kissed a boy I was eighteen? I started dating her when I was twenty.”
Yoongi chuckles. “No boys at all.”
“Well, I only kiss boys,” Jimin blushes when he says, he’s nervous about Yoongi's’ eyes on him. With him sitting across there’s nowhere Jimin can hide. He looks away, shy. “So it hasn't been years…”
“Ah hyung, why would you say that?” Jimin tries to cover his cheeks with his hands.
Why is Yoongi saying that? Does he know Jimin likes him? “You started talking about it,” he accuses with a pout
Jimin bites his lower lip, he’s so nervous all of a sudden. “Why?”
Yoongi stands up from the bunk bed this time and he sits next to Jimin in the larger matress. He’s so close. “Why do you think?” He whispers.
Yoongi gulps. “Yeah…”
Jimin melts into his touch.
But Jimin keeps himself composed.
Until it starts getting heavier, and there’s more tongue, and it’s more wet and hands start roaming lower.
Yoongi laughs. “Why do you want to know, Jimin ah?”
“That’s a lot of time,” Jimin breathes out. Yoongi kisses his neck.
“It is,” Yoongi agrees, hands dangerously low on Jimin’s back.
Yoongi is the one who starts to slow down eventually.
"If we don't slow down, I'm going to get hard," Yoongi says sincerely. He cringes a little at his words.
"And we don't have to... do anything else," Yoongi decides. "I don't want to stop kissing," he quickly says probably after noticing Jimin's pout. "Let's just... calm down." Jimin nods eagerly and it makes Yoongi laugh, he's smiling into their next kiss.
At some point they both start to go tired and their kiss starts to slow down too, now only quick kisses.
Jimin feels warm all over, he blushes and mutters, "I wanted it too." Yoongi hugs him closer after the small confession.
"Mmh?" Jimin hums, he and Yoongi are still lazily kissing, it's nice.
"Everyone said you're a good kisser, I was curious," Yoongi jokes and he even squeezes Jimin's waist. But Jimin doesn't answer.
“You’ll stay in the bed?” he asks nonetheless, maybe he can pretend for a little longer. Yoongi nods and pulls Jimin closer.
When Jimin wakes up, he isn’t in the room. Jimin tries not to think too much about it, it’s the last day and they have to prepare their bags to leave the beach at midday so the elder must be out having breakfast already.
Jungkook raises an eyebrow at them when he sees them. He throws Jimin a suggestive stare but Jimin only ignores it.
They made out all night, cuddled a little afterwards maybe, but nothing else. It ended like that. It happens. Making out with someone you know, with a friend of your friends, it doesn’t mean anything. It happens all the time. And you get over it.
They text for some days but it’s friendly. Both him and Yoongi know the kiss didn’t mean anything more than a kiss and it's fine. He actually likes Yoongi as a friend, he’s easy to talk to.
Until one day Jimin sees something in Instagram he would have rather not see. A simple picture of a gallery, but everyone knows what it means.
Yoongi is back with his girlfriend.
“I’m sorry, hyung,” Jungkook mumbles.
“It’s okay Jungkook, we weren’t really… anything. We just kissed,"
“Either way,” Jungkook sighs. “He shouldn’t have kissed you, you like him.”
“It’s not hard to tell,” Jungkook snaps.
He should have known, Yoongi always get backs with her
“Hey Jimin ah,” Yoongi slurs. “How are you?”
Jimin’s stomach twists. “I’m good… you?”
“Somewhere fun.” Jimin is just his friend, nothing else. Friends hang out.
“That’s really vague,” Yoongi chuckles.
“I don’t know, something like the beach,” Jimin starts. “That was fun.”
“That's because you’re not playing the right ones.” Yoongi chuckles at Jimin’s words.
“Okay then, take me to the right games, Jiminie.”
“Okay hyung,” Jimin shouldn’t be smiling this much.
“Mmh?” Jimin quickly sits up. “What do you mean anyone?”
“Just… don’t tell Kook or Tae,” Yoongi asks. Jimin feels weird. Why can’t he tell his friends? What does Yoongi want to hide?
Yoongi takes a moment to answer. "They will misunderstand it." He doesn't explain much more.
Jimin wonders what is there to misunderstand from seeing each other as friends. He doesn't like it but he wants to go out with Yoongi, just as friends. “Okay I won’t."
Yoongi is there early and he looks good, ripped black jeans, white shirt and blue flannel, Jimin smiles when he sees him and before it gets tense between them Jimin drags him to his favorite games.
“You played basketball when you were younger?” Jimin wonders.
“Well, it wasn't because of your height,” Jimin decides to tease.
It makes Yoongi laugh. “Mean,” he says in an exaggerated pout, but he looks really cute. "You're one to talk," he bites back.
“Like a pro?” Yoongi laughs. “What? Because I flick my wrist?”
Jimin nods eagerly. “Like in… Slam Dunk!”
Yoongi laughs loudly this time. “That’s cute Jimin ah.”
They eat silently after the ran out of topics to talk about. Until Yoongi is picking on his fries and he wonders, “hey Jimin ah, can I ask you something weird,” Yoongi’s words bring Jimin out of his thoughts.
“Is this a date?” he asks
Yoongi gulps. He looks away from Jimin, back to picking on his food. “If I didn't have a girlfriend, would it be?”
This is not a date, he’s not someone meddling in the middle of a relationship. That’s not what Jimin is like and he would be disappointed if Yoongi was someone like that.
Jimin answers quickly. “It doesn’t matter if I wanted for it to be a date or not.” He thinks his real answer is actually on those words, so he adds a lies just in case Yoongi is perceptive. “I wouldn’t want it to be a date.”
“I don’t know her,” Jimin says honestly. “I’ve seen her like twice at Jin's, but we’ve never really talked.”
Yoongi nods. “But what do you think of me and her?” Yoongi rephrases his question.
Now Yoongi doesn’t seem to like that. “I don’t think so.”
“And I don’t know either why you’re so confused about it you need to ask my opinion nor why you’re sneaking out to go out with me if you love her so much,” Jimin bites back.
"Nothing," Jimin answers dryly.
"I'm going to a fancy exhibition. Wanna go?" There's a long silence between the two. They both know who's going to be there. "He's going with her."
"I think he'd freak out." Jimin turns to see his best friend. He ended up telling Tae everything, from the kissing to the secret date after two weeks it happened.
"You just need to look hot," Jimin raises an eyebrow and Taehyung coughs, "like you always do, and stand next to the corpse," Jimin hits Taehyung's arm this time, "next to her," he corrects, "and Yoongi can realize his big mistakes."
"'m not sulking," Jimin pouts.
"He's the one losing you, not the other way round," Taehyung scolds. "No more sulking."
Jimin twirls the champagne glass. They haven't seen Yoongi yet. "What does Haewon have to do in an exhibition then? Isn't she a musician?"
Jimin gulps. He should have asked more about her before, with each passing minute he's more terrified about meeting her.
“Ready-made,” someone speaks next to him and Jimin knows who he is. He stays composed.
“It’s a french term, some guy called Duchamp found random objects and just placed them on galleries in form of protest to the Arts”
“It’s not,” Yoongi finally turns to see Jimin, they don’t gaze away from the other. “It’s just objects that don’t have utility on their own, you can’t ride that car or read those books,”
“I had no idea how to start the conversation after the last time we saw each other, this was the safe approach,” he says.
“Don’t tell anyone here.”
“Welk, they aren’t particularly fun, either,” Yoongi reasons.
"Maybe I am a little snob too," Yoongi grimaces but it makes Jimin smile.
"Have you said hi to Taehyung, yet?" Jimin wonders. "He's here."
Jimin tenses. "Why?"
"Didn't know if you were still upset at me, so I wanted to talk to you first before making it awkward."
"I shouldn't have come onto you when I'm not single," Yoongi answers. "I asked you out in secret, and that's not okay." Jimin catches the way Yoongi plays with his fingers, with his rings. "I shouldn't have gotten mad at you."
"I know," Yoongi nods. "I'm sorry."
Before he can say anything there's a female voice coming from behind him. "Yoongi, there you are"
He focuses on Yoongi's hand on her waist.
Jimin is frozen, suddenly he feels small. Is it because she's older? because she's dating Yoongi? because he can just tell she's someone important in this place. "No, this is Jimin," Yoongi mutters.
"Ah," her eyes widen. Her make up is perfect, Jimin notices. "You are Jimin. I've heard so much about you," she slurs.
"Yoongi told me you had fun at the beach," she says casually, no malice in her words, but Jimin knows what's actually wrapped around the statement.
"We all did," he decides to say.
"I'm just here with Taehyung," Jimin manages to answer. Yoongi avoids Jimin's gaze and Jimin starts feeling anxious.
“I can’t wait either,” Jimin agrees. “He deserves something like that”
“I’m seeing what I can do about it,” she smiles. Yoongi blinks at her.
"Yoongi hyung! Noona!" Taehyung calls out once he finds them.
Taehyung is really good with small talk and he's soon discussing with Haewon about some photographer's work that is in exhibit at the first floor. During that Yoongi finally glances Jimin's way.
"Do you want me to introduce you?" Haewon asks, Jimin looks away from Yoongi to catch up with the conversation next to him. Taehyung is shaking his head.
"You don't have to!"
"Can I have Yoongi during that time, then?" Jimin asks back, pointing towards him.
He manages to chuckle, "don't worry."
Taehyung throws Jimin a pointed look over his shoulder as they start to walk away, Jimin can only sigh. He feels like every word she uses towards him is measured and every look holds meaning.
They're in a long hallway with cement walls. The door closes behind them, but the electro music comes muffled through it. "She knows we kissed," Jimin mutters while Yoongi still searches for his words.
Jimin gulps at him.
"It's just a crush, it'll go away. She finds it amusing more than anything, she probably thinks it's funny that you're here," he mutters.
"You don't wanna know what she thinks," Yoongi shakes his head. "She's going to be mean to you, she does that. Just going to say some stuff so you should-"
"Jimin..." Yoongi is going to try to reason with him.
"What do you want to do?" Jimin asks, not knowing the right answer.
"You can't do that," Jimin counters. But he moves closer to Yoongi, close enough that their chests are pressed.
"I can't do that," Yoongi repeats.
"I'm going to go out there and pretend I haven't been thinking about you since you walked inside with Taehyung," he says.
Jimin laughs dryly this time. "Now you're just trying to charm me."
"I can't tell you what to do," Jimin reasons. He really can't because he doesn't know what Yoongi can do.
"I'm thinking about you more than I should," Yoongi says directly to Jimin's weak heart.
"I know," Yoongi whispers. "I know it's wrong." Even if Yoongi is in the situation he is in, that doesn't give him free pass to behave wrongly.
"Then think about what you'll do and then let me know."
“It seems,” Hoseok says. "He told me that, said he's sad so he wanted to see me tonight."
Jimin plays with his food. “I don’t know, Hobi,” he mumbles.
“What do you mean with you don’t know? It’s for real.”
Yoongi wants to meet up soon, and Jimin feels wary. “What do you want to do?”
“Just go out for a walk… I think I need to talk to you," he admits.
“It’s not,” Yoongi assures him. "I just want to see you." Jimin wants that too.
“Why did you break up with her?” he finally asks when they sit down on a bench.
"Whatever you want to tell me," Jimin hides behind his scarf. He feels like this conversation is going to make him tired.
"She said some stuff about you I don't want to repeat," Yoongi says curtly. Jimin looks away, jaw clenched.
"She's a woman in an important position and she has gone through a lot in order to get there, it's been hard for her and I admired her for her hard wowk," Yoongi speaks sincerely. "And her ex husband is a piece of shit too, and she's strong, I've always-"
"Life?" Jimin asks, not exactly sure what Yoongi means.
He chooses his next words carefully. "I was mean to you, I lead you on when I was in a relationship and I knew you like, I mean I- what I did, isn't it like cheating?"
"You're not," Jimin interjects. If he was, Jimin's friends wouldn't love him like they do, he's not. Yoongi looks at him with wet eyes.
"But I've been pushed to have all this bad thoughts and she makes me sick"
"Yes, yes we can," he's quick to answer.
Yoongi chuckles. "Friends that like each other," he says slowly, almost in a teasing tone.
"Yes, friends that like each other."
Yoongi doesn't move anywhere, it's Jimin who leans forward to wrap himself around the elder. It makes him go still for a moment but then Jimin feels Yoongi's hands on his back.
The last month has been like this, they text all day and all night, and during weekends Yoongi asks Jimin out, not on dates, just to hang out for a while. Jimin knows Yoongi needs the distraction.
"Wanna come over to my place?" Yoongi asks, and Jimin says yes.
“Old man music. That's funny,” Yoongi says dryly. Ah, Jimin only notices in that moment, it’s old woman music not old man.
Jimin leans across the bed to get to Yoongi's bedside table where he reaches over for Yoongi’s phone. This way he's sprawled over Yoongi and the man tenses.
Jimin quickly changes to something more fun. "Really?"
“Jimin,” Yoongi speaks sternly to stop him from trying.
“Come on!” Jimin tries again. “You said you were a dork in the beach, did you lie?”
Yoongi scoffs. “You dance, you’re the dancer.”
“I won’t,” Yoongi assures him, he looks expectantly at Jimin. “Wanna see you.”
Jimin should tell him not to say that kind of stuff but he likes the warm feeling on his chest so he remains quiet. “Don’t make fun,” Jimin repeats.
"You're so cute," Yoongi says smartly.
"You deserve punishment for laughing," Jimin pouts.
Jimin gets closer to him and tries to pull him up so they can kneel on the bed together. "You have to dance with me, hyung."
"Okay," he agrees. Jimin lets go of Yoongi quickly, it's better if he doesn't touch him.
Jimin leans closer but then, all of a sudden, Yoongi starts tickling him.
He squirms under Yoongi’s touch, laughing because the elder won't stop tickling him. “Yoongi stop!” Jimin laughs breathless.
rubbing against Yoongi’s thigh. Yoongi holds him down by the waist and Jimin keeps rubbing against Yoongi’s thigh in an attempt to get away or… just enjoying the friction. Yoongi notices, he pushes his thigh higher.
“Hyung please,” Jimin doesn’t recognize his voice. He squeezes his legs, to push Yoongi’s thigh harder against his crotch. Yoongi presses up to get a reaction.
Jimin tries to control his ragged breathing. “What do I want?” Jimin asks. How Yoongi knows what he wants?