Jimin and Yoongi had never been happier with their relationship before. They still had to name it, yes, but they were happy being together and making out whenever they got the chance to.

Yoongi even used to sneak into Jimin's room at nights to have sex under the blankets. They always had a hard time keeping their moans shut but apparently Jimin enjoyed the idea of someone finding out how good Yoongi fucks him.

They were getting a little careless.

Yoongi had went to the kitchen to refill his bowl of kimchi when Jimin had followed him.

"Do you want a refill too?" Yoongi

"No..." Jimin murmered, licking his lips and inching closer to Yoongi. "I want this."

With that, he smacked his lips on the elder's, capturing them into a rough kiss from the start. Yoongi was startled at first but then he too, dived in. How could he not? Jimin's lips were a blessing.

He lost himself and reciprocated with as much ferocity. Jimin pushed him back on the kitchen counter by the force of his lips and Yoongi groaned into his mouth, clutching at the back of Jimin's neck to keep him glued to him.

"Whoa– what is happening?"

Both of them detached from each other in shock, and Yoongi knocked over his bowl of kimchi in the startled moment. It clashed down with a loud clank and it was enough for both of them to realise what was happening; Hoseok had caught them.

Jimin's eyes were blown wide as he looked at Hoseok with fear in his eyes. Whereas Yoongi was quick to make a dumb excuse.

"I...uh...I needed a refill!"

Jimin couldn't say anything so he just excused himself out of the kitchen, running towards his room.

"Uh..." Yoongi stammered but couldn't find his words so he ran out of the kitchen behind Jimin, wanting to find him.

Jimin was on the second floor when he clashed into Taehyung.

"Woah! Ouch-" Taehyung paused rubbing his chin when he looked at Jimin, he looked a little restless. "What happened to you?"

"Nothing–" he tried to cut it short, moving away from his best friend already until the taller male grabbed his wrist and stopped him from doing so.

"No, you aren't fine. What happened?" Taehyung asked, determined to know. "Did Yoongi and you fight again?"

Jimin shuddered a little at his name but quickly shook his head to deny the question.

"Jimin!"

He turned quickly when his voice name was called from behind to find Yoongi storming towards him.

"Hyung..." He murmured once Yoongi was standing in front of him. Guilt took over him and he felt his throat sting like the feeling was trying to make him choke. "I'm so sorry."

"You two fought again, didn't you?!" Taehyung yelled, smacking his forehead. "When did your fights turn so serious? You used to bicker all the time but this–" he pointed the place between them both. "This is bad, guys. It's like you're getting immature day by day. Now apologise to eachother like good boys and shake hands."

Yoongi sighed, taking Jimin's hand within his own and looking at Taehyung with a defeated look. Of course he thought the boy was dumb but now he was just tired of hiding something like this from the most precious people in his life. It was like hiding a part of his own self and he didn't want to treat Jimin like he was embarrassed of it anymore. He was the happiest man in the world because he had Jimin in his arms and it was time that at least their band knew that.

"We should go in a room and talk, yeah? Let's not yell in the corridor like cavemen." He said, sharing a glance with Jimin who nodded along with him.

Taehyung didn't know what to do so he nodded as well, quickly following them into Yoongi's room. When the three of them were seated on the bed, Jimin finally asked,

"What did Hoseok hyung say after I left?"

Yoongi shook his head. "Nothing. I...ran after you."

Jimin looked down, a grimace on his lips.

"I'm sorry, hyung. I shouldn't have– I was too careless I–"

Yoongi placed his hand on the younger's upper arm to still him on his words.

"Jimin, this," he pointed between the two of them. "it's nothing that has to be hidden, it's not a crime. We're not hurting anyone and it's time we accept that. We shouldn't hide in the darkness like it's something embarrassing. Tell me, are you embarrassed of what we have?"

Jimin furiously shook his head. "Not at all, but– I don't want Hoseok hyung to hate me. I don't wanna ruin this band–"

"You two are dating, aren't you?"

Both Yoongi and Jimin looked at Taehyung when he said that sentence from the corner of the bed, his knees close to his chest and an unconscious pout on his lips. They had totally forgotten he was there with them until he spoke. A thick silence pressed in the room before Taehyung scoffed a laugh.

"No one's blind, everyone sees through your shits. They might not know the whole deal and not predict that you're together but the way you go on and off with eachother is very suspicious and I've been noticing it since my birthday."

Taehyung rolled his eyes when they didn't say anything. "The air around you two feels like it's pregnant." He pursed his lips together as he locked his gaze with Jimin's. "You're a piece of shit. You didn't even bother to tell me anything. Nothing. I could've helped you. Best friend of the fucking year."

"I-I was a mess myself!" Jimin argued. "I was going through a lot, okay? Ever since I slept with Yoongi hyung on Christmas night I–"

"You slept with him?! On fucking Christmas night?!" Taehyung shrieked and gasped dramatically. "I cannot believe you, you fucking–"

The youngest in the room shot forward to smack his bestfriend. "You two have been having a hot love story going on and I didn't get to know the details like I deserve to after ten years of friendship! No one tells me anything! You know how worried I got when you cried on my birthday and didn't even tell anyone anything?! I fucking hate you!"

Jimin wrestled around with the younger for a few minutes, defending himself from Taehyung's beatings until he gave up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He yelled and the other best friend finally stopped hitting him. Scoffing and going to sit back at his place. Jimin sighed and crawled towards Taehyung before wrapping his hands around his shoulders.

"I'm really sorry, Taehyung-ah." He murmured. "Of course I wanted to tell you. There's nothing more which would have helped. But it wasn't a secret that I could share, it wasn't just mine. How could I tell you that I slept with him when I still feel like it somehow–wrong. Because it can damage our group even though I love it with my whole heart."

Taehyung sighed and looked at Jimin.

"It isn't wrong, Jimin. Yes, it's a shitty fucking choice to fuck one of your bandmates I mean– you're stuck with them so you can't really leave them even if you want to without ruining the group's entire career. But it isn't wrong because it makes you happy and there's nothing else that matters. If its Yoongi hyung who you wanna be with, then so be it. Run free."

Jimin smiled silently while staring at Taehyung, murmuring a small thank you.

"So what's up with hobi hyung?" The lad asked.

"Oh...uh..." Jimin stammered, looking at Yoongi for help. "Well he...sort of caught us kissing."

Taehyung's eyes enlarged a little as another silence pressed in the room.

"I feel sorry for him." He snorted at last.

Yoongi rolled his eyes and fell down on the bed. "I'll talk to him, don't worry too much. He's just hobi."

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An update lol after so long but life's pretty shitty now a days and exams are approaching so 🙂