I wouldn’t do it if I were you (Patreon)

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He still hasn’t found out whoever angry bartender guy is, but he has found the guy’s coworker’s Instagram account.

If Jimin is anything; it’s persistent.

He finds just one obscure little clue somewhere in a last slide of 10 pictures in 2021. Not even an Instagram @, just one tattooed arm and a bike somewhere in the background, at a place called the garage

You’d think people are more creative about naming a garage.

Anyway, Jimin shows it to Hoseok, shoving his phone in his face.

“It’s this guy.”

“That’s not a guy, that’s an arm.”

“They’re his tattoos.”

Hoseok gives him his phone back.

“So? You don’t have a name or an @, what are you gonna do?”

“Look.” Jimin zooms in on the name of the garage. “Maybe he works there.”

Hoseok looks at him, blinks slowly.

“I could go there tonight, I’ll dress up for it, he might be mad at me but maybe we can have hot angry sex?”

“Jimin, you don’t even know this guy, but he knows you, shouldn’t you be trying to find out what you did to him?”

Jimin purses his lips, looks at that one really hot arm in the picture, image of those leather pants flashing in his mind and he’s almost drooling.

“I can figure that out afterwards.”

He says, turning on his heel to pick out an outfit. Hoseok is giving some speech about morals and being a good person in the background while he’s squeezing himself in his tightest pair of skinny jeans, checking if his ass looks good before leaning in and putting some lip balm on his lips.

When he walks back into the living room Hoseok pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Jimin, I mean it, I wouldn’t do it if I were you.”

Ah, Hoseok, such a goodie two shoes.

“I’ll just take a look and if he isn’t there I’ll be back in no time I promise.”

He makes a scout’s honour, and when Hoseok groans and shakes his head he smiles and heads out.

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