Straight Until Proven Gay (kissing doesn’t count) - Chapter 2 - 4.7K (Patreon)

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He must be going insane.

He’s afraid to open the door to his and Taehyung’s place. He can’t escape Park Jimin, and home is no exception usually. So when he sees just Taehyung in a chair on his phone, he breathes a soft sigh of relief.

“Hey.”

“Yo.”

“Just us?”

He asks, just to be sure. It’s not like he can rule out Jimin randomly appearing from between Taehyung’s legs.

Taehyung nods, puts his phone away and looks at him with an expression that doesn’t bode well. Jeongguk’s heart clenches as he walks closer.

“I think we should talk.”

Taehyung breaks the ice, voice calm as ever.

It was inevitable, this conversation. Jeongguk swallows, but nods. He sits down on the edge of the couch, leaving a lot of space between them. He never likes these confrontations.

“You’ve heard I’m in an open relationship.”

Taehyung states, not breaking eye contact. He’s way too powerful with those dark brown eyes. Jeongguk just nods once. He doesn’t say anything else, doesn’t want to end up having another argument like with Hoseok.

Taehyung takes a deep breath then, leans forward a little more.

“I didn’t tell you cause I didn’t think you’d approve.”

“I don’t-“

“But I just want you to know that I made this decision myself.”

Jeongguk cocks his head.

“You..” He pauses. “You want an open relationship?”

That’s just a lie. He doesn’t believe it at all, but Taehyung looks back at him with a stark expression. All his usual childishness is replaced by a sudden maturity.

“Yes. I want it. It was my decision.”

He lets the words sink in. Tries to wrap his mind around the idea that Taehyung is the one insisting on seeing other guys, but he just can’t fathom it. He’s always been so clingy, so possessive over his other boyfriends. It doesn’t make sense.

He squints.

“Are you sure Blondie didn’t talk you into this?”

“Jimin actually didn’t want it at first.”

Taehyung corrects him.

Jeongguk raises an eyebrow. He can’t imagine that. Jimin looks like the type to want to have fun. To want a cock in his mouth all the time.

“After my last boyfriend I just wanted to try something different. I kept getting attached just to be let down. Now I feel more in control.”

Taehyung explains. He is actually being sincere too, Jeongguk can’t even catch him in a lie.

He rubs over his forehead, tries to imagine how Taehyung feels. In a way, he understands. Like this he’s less attached, and maybe in that sense he feels more free. But still.. how can you call that a relationship?

“Don’t think too hard, I can hear the cogs in your head.”

“Cocks?”

“Cogs?”

“Oh, cogs.”

“Yeah. But if there’s cocks in there that’s fine.”

“No cocks.”

“Alright.”

Jeongguk sighs.

“It’s just, I can’t imagine you not being jealous. Like, Blondie fucking someone else, doesn’t make you jealous?”

A made up image of Jimin fucking Hoseok flashes in his mind, and his hands ball to fists automatically.

Taehyung shakes his head disapprovingly.

“You really dislike Jimin huh?”

Jeongguk shrugs.

“That’s beside the point. Don’t you get jealous?”

“No. I don’t actually. We’ve put clear boundaries on what we do and don’t want. It’s a healthy agreement.”

Healthy.

Jeongguk frowns.

“It just.. sounds like you’re not completely into each other. If you’re not satisfied with just being together.”

“I am satisfied.”

“Clearly not if you need to have other partners-“

“That’s only physical. Jimin and I have a romantic relationship.”

This is going nowhere.

“But sex is part of a romantic relationship.”

Taehyung shakes his head.

“I see it as two different things. I can be in love with someone and still have sex with someone else without having romantic feelings.”

Fuck his head starts to ache. Jeongguk rubs over his forehead to relieve some stress and then sighs.

“But why would you want to? I mean.. Blondie is enough right? He’s good for you, you’re happy, and from what I can hear the sex is good too.”

Taehyung’s eyes widen.

“Did- did you hear-“

“I always hear you, Tae. The walls a thin.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

He dismisses. Even though it’s really getting on his nerves lately. Maybe it’s because his own sex life is not the best at the moment.

“Jimin is really good for me, and I love him. It’s just that I feel much more in control like this. We both are able to just completely do what we want, and still love each other.”

“Isn’t that the same as being friends who fuck sometimes?”

Taehyung’s eyebrows furrow together.

“No. He’s not a friend, I’m in love with him.”

God, he’s just not getting it.

“Okay so, you’re in love with him, but you’re afraid you can’t do what you want if you’re committed?”

“I’m not afraid, I just like to have more sex partners. It makes me feel free. You know how many hot dudes are out there?”

“So Blondie is not enough. Right? Otherwise you wouldn’t want to-“

“Fucking hell Jeongguk, listen. I’m in love with Jimin. I like to have multiple sex partners. That’s what I think. That’s how I feel. You don’t have to agree but some level of understanding would be nice.”

Taehyung raises his voice a bit.

They don’t fight much, so even this extent of raised voice is concerning.

Jeongguk swallows the hard pill. Only because Taehyung is telling him directly that he wants this, and that it feels good. Even though he doesn’t like it, doesn’t particularly understand it, he still takes it.

“If you think it’s best for you, then that’s fine. I don’t understand, but as long as you’re happy I won’t bitch about it.”

The crease between Taehyung’s eyebrows fades slowly, and then he nods as well.

“I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

“It’s fine.”

It’s not like he tells Taehyung everything either. Especially when he thinks Taehyung would make a big deal out of it. It’s hypocritical, really.

“But I am kind of upset you don’t like Jimin.”

A knot forms in his stomach when Taehyung starts again. He averts his gaze, presses his tongue into his cheek.

“Well, you can’t like everyone.” He shrugs.

“Yeah, but you don’t like anyone.”

“I’ve told you before. Your taste in men is shit.”

Taehyung rolls his eyes. He must have heard him say that a million times by now. And he was right every time.

“Your taste in women is shit too.”

Touché.

He doesn’t have anything to say to that. Lately his relationship has been going downhill. He should really consider just putting an end to it.

“Jimin is really nice once you get to know him. Hang out with him once. Give it a try. Like an honest try.”

Jeongguk groans, shakes his head.

“What would I even do with him? We don’t share any interests.”

“Name one of his interests.”

Taehyung challenges, crossing his arms.

It takes Jeongguk an embarrassingly long time to think about what the fuck Jimin likes. He finds out his mind is completely empty. He doesn’t know what sport he plays, what he’s majoring in, what music he likes, what he does in his free time except for sucking dick.

“See, you haven’t tried to get to know him. And you do have one thing in common.”

He raises his eyebrow, waits for Taehyung to say it.

———————

Drinking.

Jimin and he are drinking at the bar.

Taehyung wasn’t wrong, Jimin does like to drink. He throws a glass of champagne back like it’s lemonade, chugs pints of beer like a fucking trucker. Jeongguk wonders how it all fits in his small frame, can’t imagine he will go home without having to throw up.

“Namjoon! Another round for us.”

Jimin calls.

Jeongguk almost forgot this is where Jimin works. The tall guy behind the bar smiles, shakes his head as he refills their beer glasses.

Properly tipsy, he looks at Jimin, finds that his default annoyance has lessened by a good 50%. Their last conversation makes it back to his memory and he suddenly feels guilty, slamming his hand against the wall like that.

“Taehyung told me it was him who wanted to have an open relationship.”

It’s not exactly an apology, but Jimin looks up at him, small smile on his lips.

“Feeling bad?”

“Barely.”

He lies.

Jimin scoffs, but then nods.

“Yeah, he wanted it. I didn’t at first, don’t have the best experience with it. But with Tae it’s different.”

He’s not sure if he’s supposed to ask more. To be honest, he doesn’t really care about Jimin’s past relationships, but he promised Taehyung to get to know him.

“What do you mean?”

Jimin drinks first, almost downs half the glass in one go. It’s quite impressive. Jeongguk stares at the bit of foam left on his upper lip. Then Jimin smiles, though the corners of his mouth are turned downwards.

“Just that my last boyfriend said he really didn’t feel anything for the other guy he fucked almost daily.”

Ah.

Jeongguk watches how Jimin flicks his fingers against the beer glass, a sullen look on his face for a few seconds before he shrugs and downs the entire glass.

Jeongguk doesn’t know what to say. Open relationships just seem like bullshit to him. An excuse to fuck anyone else until you do find what you’re looking for.

“So when Tae asked me, I didn’t actually want to at first. But when he explained why, I felt like that could work.”

“And does it?”

He asks.

To be honest, he’s kind of curious about the entire thing, but doesn’t want to ask Taehyung because it will turn into an argument.

Jimin grants him another mysterious smile.

“Yeah. How did you put it again? I can fuck any guy I lay my eyes on.”

There’s a glint in Jimin’s eyes that makes Jeongguk feel like he just received a blow to his stomach.

“That’s what you think this is about, right?”

Jimin asks, then orders another beer.

Jeongguk drinks his own, feels like he’s not nearly drunk enough to be having this conversation. When he’s emptied it, he looks down at the bar.

“I just.. don’t understand it I think.”

“Well, are you trying to?”

He looks at Jimin, sees how he’s turned on his chair to face him more. There is something about him; he’s not afraid of confrontation at all. It annoys Jeongguk, because he wishes he was the same, could form proper words and proper thoughts instead of shutting down and walking away.

“I think so. Taehyung says it has to do with feeling more in control, less attached. I guess that makes sense.”

“But?”

“But, I don’t think I could do it. And it’s hard to stop reasoning from that perspective. But I’m trying to.”

Jeongguk shrugs, orders another beer as well, eyes lingering on the tall guy behind the bar when he smiles. He’s got dimples.

When he looks back at Jimin, he finds Jimin staring back at him. It makes him self-conscious.

“What?”

Jimin snaps out of it, shakes his head and goes for his beer.

“I just thought you were dumber, no offence.”

Jeongguk frowns, doesn’t think he’s said anything particularly mind-blowing.

“You thought I wasn’t capable of basic reflection?”

“You just look like a meathead.”

Jeongguk scoffs, but he’s not actually offended.

“Why wouldn’t you be able to do it? An open relationship I mean.”

Jimin asks then.

Jeongguk purses his lips, thinks of all the reasons, but they boil down to one.

“I’d get jealous.”

Very jealous.

“Maybe you wouldn’t be if you could join.”

Jimin proposes.

Jeongguk feels a shiver run down his spine thinking about sharing Jae with another guy. How outrageous to even suggest that. Why would Jimin-

oh.

He squints, looks at Jimin, who gives him a look that tells him enough.

“So you and Tae.. just..”

He trails off, feels his heartbeat in his throat.

Jimin leans in a bit.

“Oh yeah. Sometimes even four.”

Jeongguk swallows.

It boggles his mind. Taehyung and Jimin having foursomes while still being in a relationship.

Jimin laughs, hides his mouth behind his hand as he does. It’s the first time he’s actually laughed around him. It sounds pleasant.

“I shouldn’t have told you..”

“It’s- it’s all fine. As long as Taehyung is happy-“

“Really happy.”

“Okay that’s too far.”

Jimin laughs again, leaning on the bar to keep his balance. Jeongguk only notices now the faint blush on Jimin’s cheeks. He’s getting drunk. He’s a giggly drunk.

“Don’t you.. don’t you get jealous?”

Jeongguk asks then, carefully.

Jimin thinks about it for a bit, but shakes his head.

“Not so much. But if I do, I tell him.”

“And then?”

“Then he’ll be careful.”

Jeongguk blinks, tries to accept it. That it’s their relationship, and they can make their own rules. That the way he looks at it is a stark difference, and he can’t judge it in the same way.

He lets it go.

“On a scale of 1-10 how jealous are you?”

Jimin asks then, crossing his legs. Jeongguk’s eyes drag down to them shortly, black skinny jeans, Chelsea boots, always the same. Always haunting him. He looks back up.

“10.”

Jimin’s eyes widen, he leans in closer.

“Really?”

Jeongguk nods.

“I don’t even like sharing my mom with my brother.”

Jimin gasps.

“Oh my god. That’s- wow. How does your girlfriend tolerate you?”

The mention of Jae makes his shoulders tense up. He can only think about last time they had sex. How she hadn’t cared about grinding on another guy. How he couldn’t think about her..

“Oh, sorry.”

Jimin says, sliding Jeongguk’s beer closer to him as an act of kindness. He can’t help but chuckle at that, takes it and downs half the glass. He’s starting to feel the alcohol too, everything gets a little more blurry, his mind reacts a little slower.

So much for healthy coping mechanisms.

“We started off well. But it’s been bad for a few months. She kept insisting for me to move in with her, but I didn’t want to leave Taehyung.”

“Why not?”

“I made a promise,” He hesitates, doesn’t know how much Taehyung has told Jimin about his past, and it’s not his place to tell him. “Anyway, because of that, she thinks I’m in love with Taehyung.”

“Ah.”

Why doesn’t Jimin sound surprised in the slightest? that bothers him, nerves suddenly rushing through his body.

“Don’t say you think so too.”

“I don’t.”

Jimin waves dismissively with his hand, shakes his head as well, but he still looks at him a bit too knowingly for Jeongguk’s liking.

“Then what?”

“Nothing.”

Jimin says, shaking his head.

“Just say it.”

“I just think you’re.. not completely straight.”

Jeongguk’s heartbeat suddenly picks up, blush creeps up his neck, his hand start to sweat around the beer glass. It doesn’t make any fucking sense. Why would he feel so caught, even though he’s straight? Why does it even matter so much to him?

“Don’t look so scared, it’s not a sin.”

Jimin says, tilting his head curiously. Jeongguk feels him analyse him, and it makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand up straight. He averts his gaze.

“I know. I’ve just never felt attracted to a man.”

Liar.

“You were kind of looking at Namjoon just a few minutes ago.”

“Oh I can’t look at a guy? Didn’t know having eyes would make me gay.”

“Extremely. Who are you trying to see? Men?”

Jeongguk snorts, then shakes his head and sips from his beer. That’s just insane. He looks at Namjoon once more, evaluates him the same way he did with Taehyung and Jimin. Objectively? Very attractive. Does it do anything for him?

A little.

A little.

No.

“So she thinks you’re in love with Taehyung just because you don’t want to move in with her?”

Luckily, Jimin lets go of the other subject. Jeongguk takes a deep breath, feels some tension leave his body.

“I also forgot her birthday. Didn’t forget Tae’s.”

“Oof..”

“Yeah,” He sighs. “I think I have to break up with her.”

“Why?”

Yeah.. why? He pokes his tongue in his cheek and taps on the bar.

“Lately we’re just.. toxic? I’m jealous, she likes making me jealous. And I’m not ready to move in with her. We keep fighting, then fucking, then fighting again.”

For some reason, Jimin is intrigued, leaning his chin on his hand as he listens to him.

“Do you guys have any emotional connection? It sounds a little bland to me.”

Jeongguk feels offended, wants to rush to defence, but instead he just clicks his tongue, looks down at the bar. Because honestly, Jimin is right.

“I guess.. we don’t have time to connect lately. But yeah, we used to have fun. We’re both into volley, both like to game, but she’s graduated, works at a hotel.”

“She’s older than you?”

“Yeah, almost 3 years.”

Jimin raises a brow, eyes glinting with interest.

“You like them older?”

Oh right, he forgets sometimes it’s not the standard. Is it a preference? He thinks about having a younger girlfriend, but it doesn’t appeal to him the same way.

“I do.”

“Why? Don’t tell me you have mommy issues.”

“I just like..” He’s not sure if he’s supposed to share this with his arch nemesis, but he’s a little drunk, and it’s quite harmless. “I like to be in control even though I’m younger.”

Is that harmless?

Something flashes in Jimin’s eyes, pupils dilating a little, turning darker. He doesn’t say anything, just looks at him for a few long seconds. When he also slowly spreads his legs on the bar stool, Jeongguk’s gaze drops down again, can’t control it when he’s drunk.

Shivers run down his spine, an uncomfortable tight feeling around his crotch area makes him have to cross his own legs.

Fuck. He’s drunk.

“Uh so.. so yeah. That’s why.”

He swallows, turns his head back to the bar. It’s safe to look at the bar. It’s safe to look at the leftover beer in his glass. He sloshes it around, nervous under Jimin’s prying eyes.

“You seem more like a sub to me.”

Jimin muses.

“A sub?”

He’s never heard of it, but he’s not sure if he wants to know.

“For submissive. You seem like you love to be ordered around.”

Jimin chuckles, still not taking his eyes off of him. Jeongguk clears his throat, drinks the last bit of his beer.

Is it normal to talk about this with Jimin? Sure he’s talked about it with Taehyung and Hoseok too, but they’re his friends. And Jimin is his.. arch nemesis.

It feels wrong.

“Have you ever?”

Jimin asks then, making him snap back to reality.

“Have I what?”

“Been ordered what to do?”

“In.. in what context?”

Jeongguk tries to not go there, to save the conversation from going there.

“During sex.”

Ah. Jimin ruined it.

Jeongguk dares to look at him, sees how he’s still sitting like that, still looking at him like that. It makes his throat run dry.

No, it’s the alcohol. The alcohol makes his throat run dry.

“I don’t think so.”

“Really? You’re an exclusive dom?”

“Dom?”

“For dominant.”

Jimin says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“Who even uses these terms?”

“The gay scene.”

That again, who even calls that a scene? Jeongguk rolls his eyes, shakes his head and orders another beer.

“I haven’t thought about it. When Jae and I have sex, I always just tell her what to do. She likes it like that.”

Jimin keeps quiet, but his eyes linger on him, like he has a lot to say about it. In the end the blonde shrugs, orders another beer as well even though he still has half a glass left.

On one hand, Jeongguk doesn’t want to continue this conversation, but his curiosity gets the better of him.

“What?”

Jimin doesn’t look at him, plays with the rim of his glass, caresses his fingers over it as if deep in thought.

“You sound like you don’t really like it.”

Jeongguk follows the motion, finds that Jimin’s hands are small, and he wears multiple silver rings. The way they slide over the glass has him hypnotised.

“It’s fine.”

He brings out.

The bartender hands him his other beer, but Jeongguk doesn’t notice, still fixated on Jimin’s fingers. When Jimin takes the beer for him instead, he smiles prettily, and lets his fingers linger on Namjoon’s. Jeongguk instinctively moves closer.

It’s notable. Jimin blinks, looks down at where Jeongguk’s thigh is pressed against his own, then back up at him. Jeongguk pretends he didn’t do it deliberately, just takes the beer and drinks from it, looks away from Jimin’s scrutinising gaze.

“Don’t you want someone to take care of you for once?”

Jimin asks then, not moving away from his touch. For whatever reason, it makes Jeongguk’s body heat up a little. He comes to the conclusion he’s drank too much. But since Jimin seems to be holding his liquor, he doesn’t want to lose.

“In what way?”

There’s something else in Jimin’s eyes, it’s dark and unfathomable and very attractive. The way he leans into him a little feels quite predatory, or maybe it’s the way his light voice drops a little when he speaks.

“When’s the last time you’ve been ridden?”

Jeongguk feels his mouth water just at the thought. He does have a vague memory of it, somewhere in the beginning of his relationship with Jae. He clears his throat.

“Like a- like a year ago.”

Jimin’s jaw drops, he looks absolutely horrified by it.

“When’s the last time you’ve gotten head?”

Jeongguk’s eyes drop to Jimin’s lips for a split second, and his cock twitches in his pants. Fuck. That’s just cause he’s drunk, and they’re talking about sex. It’s got nothing to do with Jimin.

“I.. don’t remember.”

“That’s.. wow,” Jimin shakes his head. “Doesn’t she want to?”

“She.. just wants me to fuck her. Just that.”

He didn’t know it mattered this much, but Jimin makes him feel like it does. Jeongguk always adjusts to what she wants, never really thinks about his own desires, usually puts them aside.

“Sounds a bit.. boring. Sorry to say.”

“S’alright.”

He slurs. It is quite boring. He couldn’t get it up properly the last few times, thinking about other things.

“It’s a pity,” Jimin says then. “You’re a bit stuck-up, you could use a blowjob.”

“Oh I’m stuck-up?” Jeongguk snorts. “I remember when you thought I was homophobic and being such a fucking tyrant about it.”

Jimin shrugs, brushes it off.

“I had my suspicions. And you still can’t handle anything I say or do.”

“Well I still don’t like you.”

“I don’t like you either.”

Jeongguk feels somewhat relieved when Jimin says it, doesn’t know why.

“But yeah, you should break up with her. It sounds like you used to like her but lost interest over time. You only fight and fuck now, doesn’t seem to be going anywhere.”

He nods slowly, agrees silently. Breaking up just sucks so bad. His mother would disown him probably. He downs his beer then, doesn’t want to dwell on it too long.

“Who would have thought, you can drink. Tae told me you’re good at it but I didn’t believe him.”

Jimin chuckles. Jeongguk is almost offended.

“Why didn’t you believe him?”

“You’re a jock. They always get stupid drunk and annoying after 2 beers.”

Ah right, Jimin works at this bar, hence why he sounds so agitated. Jeongguk grins then, knows exactly what type of parties Jimin must have encountered while working here.

“You’re thinking about Hoseok.”

“I am thinking about Hoseok. My god, he’s a menace.”

Jimin rubs over his forehead in distress, as if he’s already at said party seeing Hoseok get drunk. Jeongguk genuinely laughs, knows how annoying Hoseok can be.

Jimin shakes his head, trying to find the words.

“You know how he just gets-“

“Loud?”

“And then-“

“Zones out?”

“Yeah!”

They both chuckle about it, and for a second Jeongguk reality checks himself. He’s actually having fun talking to Jimin.

Horrific.

Then he remembers Hoseok and Taehyung, having fun. Right. Jimin probably knows about that. Maybe even participates. His jaw clenches suddenly at the thought of them together.

“Oh, did I say something wrong?”

He glances at Jimin, sees his carefree smile disappear. Jeongguk quickly shakes his head.

“No, no. Sorry. I just had a fight with Hoseok.”

“About what?”

Jeongguk rubs the back of his neck, feels a little bad now that he’s talked with both Taehyung and Jimin about it. He should make up with Hoseok.

“Just.. that he and Tae.. have fun sometimes.”

“Really?”

Jimin asks, surprised. And for a second Jeongguk thinks he might have fucked up, might have told him something he didn’t know, but then a smirk spreads on Jimin’s thick lips.

Relief washes over him instantly.

“You’re terrible.”

“Sorry.” Jimin says, without even a hint of guilt. “So you fought with him about it? Why?”

“Well, I used to want them to date. Thought they’d be a good match. But they never did, always had someone else. And now he’s just casually fucking him while he’s in a relationship.”

“An open relationship. With me.”

Jimin adds.

Jeongguk withholds the urge to roll his eyes.

“Yeah. Anyway. I’m sad they’re not together.”

“Hey.”

“No offence.”

“I’m taking full offence.”

“Your problem.”

Jimin shakes his head, scoffs.

“I’m really good for Tae.”

“I don’t doubt that.”

Actually, he might doubt that.

“Yes you do.”

“I doubt an open relationship. I don’t doubt you.”

He says, just to be a little nice. But Jimin rolls his eyes, looks at him in disapproval.

“Coming from a guy who never gets head, I think our relationship is fine.”

“I don’t doubt you’re good at giving head.”

Fuck, that slipped.

Jeongguk’s eyes widen. He’s a bit too drunk to be talking about this. In contrast, Jimin doesn’t seem taken aback. He just quirks an eyebrow, grin slowly spreading on his lips.

“Yeah? You don’t doubt that?”

Jeongguk’s ears turn red.

“I’m just skeptical about an open relationship. That’s all.”

He stresses, trying to skip past that mistake. Jimin doesn’t let him though.

“But you’re not skeptical about my dicksucking skills.”

“Shut up.”

Jimin laughs at him, bumps his thigh against his under the table. Jeongguk almost forgot they were this close.

“How come you know I’m good at it? Does Tae talk about it?”

“Never.”

He lies. Taehyung talks way too much about how good Jimin is at everything. Fucking annoying, really.

Jimin is still not satisfied.

“So then what? You established it out of thin air?”

“You have a good mouth.”

Fuck.

Why did he say that?

The mood changes, lightheartedness suddenly replaced by something else. Jimin’s eyes flash with curiosity, and he leans a little closer, presses his thigh against his.

“You think so?”

Jeongguk’s cheeks burn up, and he knows he’s run his mouth. He hasn’t gotten this drunk in ages.

“For a guy.”

He adds, as if that makes the comment any less gay. He considers leaning away from Jimin, but the touch of his thigh against his own is addictive, so he doesn’t move.

Jimin keeps looking at him, endlessly amused, but he doesn’t say anything else. And he shouldn’t.

“A-Anyway. It’s fine as long as you’re both happy.”

Jeongguk says, steering the conversation into a normal direction.

Jimin tilts his head, seems to consider not letting him get away with it, but then he chuckles.

“You care about my happiness?”

“Well actually just Tae’s, but it sounded nicer.”

Jimin finally leans back so that Jeongguk is able to breathe again. It feels like something heavy just got lifted off of him.

“Well, not that I care about your happiness either, but you should break up with your girlfriend. The sooner the better.”

“Yeah.”

Jeongguk nods.

“Also, I’m gonna be your libero.”

“Yeah- What?!”

Jimin grins, disgustingly sweet.

“Did I never mention that I play volley? Hoseok accepted me into your team. Get ready to see a lot of me.”

Oh, you’ve got to be fucking kidding him.

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