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MOUNTAINS
11 ᴘᴍ

"You're lying." Brooke's eyes pierced through Hoseok's.

"I'm not lying." Hoseok crossed his arms.

"How do you know then?"

"You really want me to tell you what I heard?" Hoseok raised his brow.

Brooke nodded, making Hoseok lean towards her ear to whisper. Her pupils grew as he moved away, pursing her lips in the process. "You're lying."

"Not again." Hoseok groaned.

"He really said that?" Brooke raised her brows.

"Yeah." He shrugged his shoulders. "I wonder how long they've been hiding this for?"

"They probably did dirty things while we were in the tent, who know? Jimin's been telling me how he's obsessed with kitchen sex recently." Hoseok snickered.

"No way, I know Rae's still a virgin." Brooke crossed her arms. "She's just too innocent."

"Everyone's innocent until they meet Park Jimin." He remarked.

"I was bad, even before I met that dick." Brooke scoffed.

"Listen." He grabbed her shoulders. "We should just play it cool and pretend like we don't know a thing."

"So you want us to sort of spy on them?"

"I'd rather you use the word observe, so we don't seem like creeps." Hoseok gave her a fake smile.

"Fine, how are we supposed to observe them when they're in that room?" Brooke asked.

"I'll call them out to play a game of truth or dare. Do you think they'll fall for it?" Hoseok questioned Brooke.

"I guess we'll find out." She smirked.

—

"I feel like they're gonna find out if we keep acting all nice and friendly with each other." I folded my arms against my chest.

"Then we'll just do the exact opposite." Jimin whispered as a devilish smirk appeared on his face.

"I get where you're going with this, and I don't like it." I lowered my brows. "You want us pretend like we hate each other, right?"

"look at you, you're so smart." Jimin cooed, pinching my cheeks.

"There's one thing you should know about me if we're going to make this relationship work. I really despise being touched, so if you wanna keep your manhood, then I suggest you get off." I hissed, and he quickly removed his hands.

"So you can act like your flirty self, and I'll just keep rejecting you like I usually do." I smiled, while Jimin stared at me a glare. "Okay, great let's go."

I left the room first, walking into the tiny living room space, that really only had a table and some build in chairs. I sat beside Brooke, who seemed surprised to see me walk into the room. "So, what do y'all plan on doing? We could sit outside and talk if you guys want."

"We were actually gonna play truth or dare." Hoseok quickly stepped in.

"Yeah." Brooke agreed. "We thought it would be perfect for this trip." She winked at Hoseok thinking I wouldn't catch her.

"Where's Jimin?" Hoseok wiggled his brows.

"Uh, he's probably—" My words faded as my mouth slowly parted.

Jimin walked out the bathroom with nothing but black basketball shorts. His chest was all wet, and it led my eyes over to his damp hair, which let droplets of water fall onto his body. I gulped as he sat across from me, and next to Hoseok who was smirking at Brooke. He clearly did that on purpose, so fuck you Park Jimin.

"You took a shower?" I muttered through my teeth.

"Yeah." He ran his fingers through his hair, letting it fall right back down and against his forehead. "I thought I would do it now so that it had time to dry."

I glared at Jimin but all he did was give me a satisfied smile. Is this what I get for saying that I always reject him, because if it is, this payback got me pretty good.

"I'm asking the first question!" Brooke announced, while Jimin just raised a brow.

"Truth or dare." Hoseok answered his question, before he could ask it.

"Ah." Jimin slowly nodded. "This'll be an interesting game." He licked his lips, knowing that I'd see him.

"Okay, I'll start." Brooke wiggled her brows, looking at me with an evil smile. "Rae." She held both my hands.

"I'll kill you." I quietly whispered, warning her not to do anything stupid.

"Truth or dare?" She pursed her lips together.

"Dare." I raised a brow, purposely challenging her.

"I dare you—

My palms began to sweat as she scanned the entire room. "To hug your least favorite person in this room."

I glared at Jimin, ready to slap the smirk off of his face.

"Well?" Brooke waited for me to move.

"He's shirtless Brooke." I quietly muttered so only she could hear me.

"Do it." She whispered back with an excited smile.

"I hate all of you." I sighed, while walking towards the shirtless boy. "How long do you I have to hug him?"

"Until I say stop." Brooke smirked.

"That's not fair." I crossed my arms. "Then you're never gonna say stop."

"I will!" She whined. "I promise, now go."

I looked at Jimin for a couple seconds, making it pretty obvious I needed his help. Of course, he didn't budge, making me do it on my own. "Can you at least stand."

"Yes, your majesty." He dramatically bowed, and stood out of his seat.

I gulped, making it really damn obvious. For some odd reason he seemed excessively powerful and dominant, as if he were towering over me. It would be easier if he wasn't shirtless, but that isn't in my hands. I hesitantly wrapped my arms around his torso, keeping my face away from his chest. Jimin cracked a smile right when he noticed my uncomfortable position. He brought his hand towards my head, gently pushing me so that my body was fully pressed to his. My fingers felt his toned skin, and I was starting to enjoy the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Okay, you can stop now." Brooke purposely broke us apart, knowing I was just getting into it.

"That was—" I tried to think of an insult so we could carry out our plan. "Gross."

"I'm sure it was." Jimin bit his bottom lip.

I nudged Jimin in his ribs. "You little fucker, why aren't you going with the deal?" I muttered under my breath.

"Didn't you tell me to flirt like I usually did?" He raised a brow.

"Shit." I quietly mumbled. "You're right, I forgot."

I just fucked up badly.

Now Jimin knows that he was getting me completely flustered, without me remembering he was doing it intentionally. I turned to Brooke, narrowing my eyes while she tried to smile at me. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth." She raised a brow.

If she thinks I'm going easy.

"Is it true that you weren't over Jimin when Hoseok first asked you out?"

Brooke's expression changed to a worried one as she tried to brush it off with a smile. "Rae." She muttered through her teeth. "I'm gonna murder you for that."

"Answer the question." I crossed my arms.

She looked at Hoseok, then to Jimin, and then back at me. "Uh, it's n—fine, it's true! I still wasn't over Jimin."

"You told me you wanted to cut his dick off?" Hoseok turned to face her.

"I said that when I was angry, and because he played me, but I still liked him and I was waiting for him to ask me out again, but then I met you." Brooke pinched his cheeks. "Don't be mad, it was freshman year of high school." She hugged her boyfriends arm. "Your turn."

Hoseok lowered his brows while his eyes slowly met Jimin's. "Truth or dare?" He furiously spat.

"Let's get one thing straight Hoseok." Jimin raised his arms in his defense. "Your girlfriend said it, not me."

"Answer the damn question." He growled.

"Tr— I mean dare." Jimin quickly changed it as he saw his best friends eyes narrowed.

"I dare you to pierce both your nipples." Hoseok grinned as Jimin's eyes went wide.

"No fucking way."

"Then you're a pussy." Hoseok spat.

"I mean.. you are what you eat..." Jimin muttered under his breath, before I nudged him in the ribs.

"Tell me Hoseok?" Jimin crossed his arms. "Would you ever pierce your nipples?"

"Hell no, that's why I'm making you do it." Hoseok snickered.

"I'm not doing it."

"Weren't you actually gonna get them done like three years ago?" Brooke's lips curved into a smile.

"Yeah, back when I was stupid." Jimin folded his arms to his chest.

"You still are." I sighed under my breath.

"Thank you for volunteering Rae." Hoseok grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to the front. "You can pierce Jimin's nipples for him."

"No no no, this isn't my dare." I argued.

"Either Jimin does it himself or you do it for him." He raised both his brows, waiting for an answer.

"Fuck you Hoseok." Jimin spat.

"Hey, if you think about—" Hoseok turned to Jimin. "It's your turn next, so you can make me jump off a fucking cliff if you want."

Two minutes later

"Why the fuck am I doing this." Jimin groaned as he laid back on the couch.

"Here's the ice." Brooke set the frozen ice pack next to me and handed me a sharp needle.

"I need an earring." I glanced behind my shoulder at Brooke who was searching through her bag for one.

"I have two barbells." She cleaned them off and placed them in my hand.

Jimin looked up at me with the most innocent eyes as I stepped towards him. "I'm so sorry." I whispered before pressing the freezing ice pack on his left nipple. He let out a small whimper, biting down on his lip as his poor nipple went numb.

I glared at Hoseok and Brooke who were crying from laughing too hard. "Why did you have to make Jimin's dare so hard?"

"He deserves it for being too cocky." Hoseok tried to say calmly, but almost snorted when Jimin glared at him.

"This might hurt, okay?" I briefly touched his cheek, as my other hand reached for the needle. "Close both of your eyes and and take a deep breath" I instructed him as he shut his eyes.

I took the only chance I had, and pushed the needle all the way through, scrunching my nose as a million cuss words left his mouth. "Take the fucking needle out!" He yelled, while I slowly pushed the earring in its place.

"It's out, it's out." I reassured him, so he'd stop shouting in my ear.

I twisted the silver ball to the other end, and stepped back to see my masterpiece. Jimin looked as if he'd been stabbed, all sprawled out on the couch. He sat upwards and glanced down to his chest with a very confused expression. "Don't touch it." I smacked his hand out of the way when he reached up to it.

"Oh my God." Hoseok covered his mouth is as he saw the finale. "I can't believe you actually fucking did it."

Jimin's eyes darkened as he threw the ice pack to the floor to crack his knuckles.

It was at this moment, Hoseok knew, he fucked up.