It’s perfectly normal for one man to appreciate another man’s ass. Objectively or theoretically or uh.. yeah (Patreon)

Jeongguk stares at the leader board, his rival’s name right above his own.

It’s always him or Jimin, every week they battle for the first place at the alpha training camp.

The thing is, physically, he’s stronger than Jimin. He can lift more, he can beat him in fights, he’s faster, can endure longer. But strategically, Jimin is smarter. Whenever they have a simulation, 9 out of 10 times it’s Jimin’s team taking the crown. And sadly, Jimin is also a better sniper.

Someone’s arms wrap around him from behind, a chin rests on his shoulder.

“Ah, would you look at that.” Jimin’s voice is sly and smooth, rings just right in Jeongguk’s ear. “Isn’t that two weeks in a row?”

“I was on a mission last week. Easy wins don’t count.”

“Oh? Changing the rules now?”

Jeongguk turns to look at Jimin, that blonde hair messy from showering, lips a little puffy. God.. he tears his eyes away, uncomfortable feeling in his stomach.

It’s only normal after a month or two, they haven’t had any contact with omega’s, it’s all alpha’s all the time, and there’s not much free time to get off, so things like full lips kind of get to you at some point.

“Not changing the rules, if I’d been there last week I would have won, and you know.”

“Of course.” Jimin purrs, letting go of him. “Try a little harder this week hm? At least make it hard for me.”

Jeongguk swallows, follows how Jimin turns on his heel and walks towards the dorms. It’s completely a 100% accidental, how his eyes travel down to Jimin’s ass. He’s absolutely not looked at it before. That plump, round, peachy-

“Can’t believe this is the third time I’ve seen you look at Jimin’s ass.”

Shit.

He looks at Taehyung, who’s leaning against the wall with a little knowing smile.

Jeongguk clears his throat, shrugs, ears burning up a little.

“It’s perfectly normal for one man to appreciate another man’s ass.”

He says, looking at Taehyung, trying to convince him by staring into his eyes and hoping that it sounds super cool and aloof. But Taehyung has this kind of dead stare that drills into his very soul and he feels the nerves jump around in his body.

“Objectively or theoretically or uh.. yeah.”

He adds, earning a slow nod that really translates to I don’t believe a word you’re saying

So Jeongguk gives up with a sigh.

“I need to get laid.”

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