Jimin

Him and Taemin had been sat in his kitchen talking for so long. Catching up with an old friend had taken a long time, and he hadn't exactly been keeping track of time, but he had started to notice the dimming sky and the gradual switching on of the street lights.
Earlier, Jungkook had passed through the kitchen again to inform him that he was going out to buy some stuff. It was the first time he had wanted to go out alone so Jimin thought it was strange at first, but still he told him to take his card from his bag in his room if he didn't have enough from the allowance he had given the bionic.

Taemin had had maybe 2 cups of tea, Jimin maybe 3, and they had opened a couple of bags of shrimp chips to snack on while they conversed.

"So Taemin-hyung, is there anyone that you're dating at the moment?"

"No not really. I've been on a few dates, some with girls and some with guys but right now our band is doing really well. So there isn't really any time for something serious."

"Ah yes I understand. It would be hard to juggle it at the same time."

"But seriously Minnie, how can you not have a thing for your friend?"

"Oh my god." Jimin rolled his eyes and walked over to one of his cupboards.

"Hey what's that?"

Jimin pulled out a bottle and a glass. "It's wine because suddenly I feel like having a drink."

"Why?"

"Because that's the 50th time you've said that."

"Where's my glass?"

"Didn't you drive?"

"No I walked after getting the bus. It's fine I'll only have a couple glasses."

"Well okay then, if you insist." Jimin poured the deep red liquid into the glasses and brought the bottle over to the table, then took a sip and exasperated once the bitter taste hit his tongue. "I needed this."

Taemin brought the glass to his lips and downed the wine. "Me too Minnie. Refill please."

"Woah hyung, didn't you say you only wanted a couple drinks?"

"I'll only sip this one."

Fast forward

"-we went all over LA to promote our band and it was so cool!"

Jimin raised his glass and felt the world around him spin a bit. "Wow hyung, you've actually traveled since you graduated! You should've taken me with you to America!"

Taemin shook his head frantically and drunk more of the wine. "You were still at university I had to be a good hyung and leave you to your education."

Jimin sighed loudly. "But I want to go to LA! I haven't traveled at all! All I've done is look after my family and work. All I did was work aaaaall the time! All the time all I do is work, I want to travel too..."

"I shall take you Minnie! I'll wisk you away to Venice and we'll eat pasta for breakfast!"

"Yayyy!"

Fast forward

"Urghhh...Minnie I don't feel too good..."

Jimin rolled his eyes sluggishly and placed his empty glass on the table. "You were always such a lightweight hyung...how much have we drunk?"

They both glanced up.

"3 bottles."

"Oh shiitttt."

"No wonder I feel like I'm gonna puke."

"You owe me so much money hyung. That last bottle cost me like 1000 won."

"I'm broke Minnie the bus was so expensive, I only have a return."

"Hyung you should...stay here, you can barely walk."

"Hey Minnie, you avoided the question earlier on."

"Ehhh?"

"How can you not be into your hot friend?"

Jimin leaned over and covered his friend's mouth with his hand. "You can't call him that."

"Why not?" Taemin muffled through his palm.

"Because you're like 4 years older than him, he's barely legal!"

Taemin shoved Jimin's hand off of his mouth and shrugged his shoulders. "I wasn't gonna hit on him Minnie, what kind of friend would I be to flirt with my friend's hot love interest?"

"Sssssshut up. You can't call him hot I don't like it."

"Why, you jealous?"

"No I'm not." Jimin closed his eyes as he felt the room waver and his head spin. "I'm so confused hyung."

"So am I. I thought you were gay."

"I AM! Listen listen, listen Linda listen-"

"Who's Linda-"

"Listen, I met him like a week or so ago and I'm so attracted to him. What's wrong with me hyung?!" He felt tears fall down his cheeks. "Hyungie, it's so complicated, I feel like a teenager all over again obsessing over kpop stars."

"Oh no don't cry Minnie." Taemin attempted to stand by holding onto the sides of the table and dragging his body over to him, then held Jimin's head in his arms. "Stop worrying, you're just not used to this kind of thing. Even when you liked Yoongi you were a mess, this is all normal Jimin."

"But, but I feel so guilty..."

"Whyyyyyy? Just like him if you like him~"

Jimin pouted and shoved Taemin away. "It's not that easy, it's too complicated and weird!"
Taemin fell onto the floor and groaned. Then Jimin sighed, and leant his head onto the back of the chair. "But you know, you're so right, he is so fricking hot. Every time I see him I just wanna grab his face and kiss him until he can't breathe."

"Uhuhh...uhhh..."

"Yahhhhh, hyungieeeee. Hyungggg." Jimin turned in his chair and saw Taemin slouched against the counter with his head draped to the side.
Jimin felt his stomach churn, and he groaned from the sickly feeling from drinking too much. He planted his head on the table and he clutched his stomach.
The world stopped spinning so much when his head hit the table, and his consciousness started to fade...

***
Jungkook

He knew he was sulking. He had never sulked before so he couldn't be sure, but if avoiding someone out of spite was sulking, then yes. He was sulking.
Jungkook walked back from the store with a small bag of items which had caught his eye. He had found the banana snacks which Jimin had bought him the first time, and he had thrown them into the basket.

He reached the apartment around 5. The bionic had been gone a few hours, and even though the store was only down the street, Jungkook didn't want to intrude on Jimin and his friend. Why was he feeling so...irritated? It was completely irrational to feel that way.
When he turned the doorknob, immediately the smell of alcohol hit his nasal cavity, and he stopped in surprise at the sight which was before him.

Jimin's friend, Taemin-hyungnim, was passed out on the floor. And Jimin was also, passed out, hunched over at the table. Jungkook placed the bag on the counter, and shook Jimin's shoulder gently. "Hyung? Jimin-hyung?"

He earned a muffled groan.

Jungkook sped over to the sink and returned to Jimin's side with a glass of water. "Here, drink this, you need to sober up."

When Jimin didn't respond, he knelt down in front of Taemin, and tried to wake him up in the same manner. Neither made a sound, and judging by how much they had drunk, it was safe to say that they had passed out completely, or were just sleeping.

Jungkook lifted Taemin from the floor and brought him into the living room where he laid him down ontop of the futon. He returned to Jimin, gently lifted him from the chair bridal-style, and slowly walked to his bedroom.

"Uhhh..."

"Jimin?"

Jimin groaned, and opened his eyes a little. "huhh?"

"It's Jungkook. I'm just carrying you to your bed-"

"Junggggkook?"

"Um, yes hyung?"

Jimin giggled, and a little hiccup followed. "Jungkookie~"

"Kookie?"

"JungJungJungkookieeee!"

He reached the bedroom and lightly placed Jimin on top of the bed, the mattress creaking beneath their weight. Jimin was spread out across the bed with his arms flailed at either side. "Hyung, should I get you anything?"

Jimin stirred. "I want another huggg."

"R-right now?" Jungkook stuttered at Jimin's forward request.

"Yes please hyungie~"

"Hyungie? Jimin you're too drunk to be making such requests from me."

"But I want a hug! Taemin got to travel so I want a hug!"

"Hyung I don't know what you're talking about."

Jimin rolled over onto his side and propped his head onto his palm. And Jungkook swallowed. His hair was messy and ruffled, his eyes were lidded, and he must have unbuttoned his shirt before passing out because his collar bones were easily exposed.

"Kookie..."

Jungkook breathed in as Jimin purred his name quietly. "No hyung, that isn't a good idea-"

"Oh really? Whatcha goooonna do?"

"I-I don't know."

Jimin pouted, and reached out his small hand towards him. "Please?"

Jungkook bit his lip, and turned to leave. He looked back over his shoulder, and saw Jimin still staring at him with big wet eyes.
And he sighed, then turned back around.

Jimin's face immediately lit up, which turned into a huge grin, and he sat up with his arms out. Jungkook leaned over and pulled Jimin into another embrace, and he heard him sigh into his chest. He was glad Jimin was ridiculously drunk, because otherwise he would be able to notice the pounding of his chest.

"Kookie?"

"Hmm?"

Jimin leaned up, wrapped his arms around his neck, and pulled him down onto the bed. "W-wait, hyung, this-"

His breath against Jungkook's neck made him shiver, and the bitter smell of the wine sent his senses into overdrive. "You smell so good Kookie..."

The bionic stiffened, his heart racing and his pulse thumping against his temple as he tried to regain his composure. "H-hyung, you should let me go-"

Jimin leant up further, and bit his earlobe.

And all of a sudden, Jungkook felt an electric shock spike up his back, and he felt something immediately harden down below.
He pulled away quickly, and rushed out of Jimin's bedroom. He was breathing heavily, and he was sure he was sweating. What had just happened? Jungkook's mind was whirling, and his heart was thumping madly against his rib-cage.

And.

He looked down at the lump beneath his jeans.
This was too much. Way too much.
He leant up against Jimin's bedroom door, and held his head in his hands.

Jimin was changing him.

And he felt scared.