"Yoongi?! Why aren't you talking to hobi-hyung?! It's been three days and you still haven't talked to him!"

"I'm trying, okay?! And I think there should be a hyung somewhere after my name!"

"Oh shut up you're my boyfriend now."

"I'm still your hyung."

"For fuck's– hyung, go and talk to hobi hyung. Now."

"I–"

"Hyung, I talked to Taehyung too, didn't I?"

"But I was there with you."

"You want me to be there? I'll be there, you're right, it's something both of us should do together."

Yoongi blinked at Jimin.

"Wait...you're really coming?"

Jimin stared at Yoongi. "Well I'm scared shitless, to be fucking honest with you. But yes, if you want that, I'm coming."

Yoongi pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. It wasn't that he didn't want Jimin to be there with him, of course he did. But it felt like it was something he needed to do alone for one reason or another.

"No just– stay. I'll talk to him. Let's not corner him like that and make him uncomfortable." He finally said.

Jimin sighed. "I'll come if you want that. Like you said, it's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Yeah, I know. I'll go and talk to him."

*

Yoongi knocked on Hoseok's door thrice before waiting anxiously. He heard a muffled come in after a second and finally pushed open the gate. When he entered the room, Hoseok was sitting on the chair of his computer table, probably playing a game, Yoongi could care less.

"Oh, hyung, you need something?"

Yoongi took in a sharp intake of breath. He didn't say anything for a while before finally –

"We need to talk, Hobi-ah."

It was like Hoseok had seen it coming, for he instantly nodded, his eyes were gentle and it helped a lot to ease Yoongi. He gestured for Yoongi to sit down on the bed. The elder plopped himself on the edge, his legs spread and elbows resting on his thighs.

"So...uh...you and Jimin..."

"Yes." Yoongi said. They stared at each other for a while before he spoke again. "And I'm not gonna apologize for what you saw. We're not doing anything wrong."

Maybe it came out like he was snapping at Hoseok and he immediately regretted it because of the off-guard look plastered on the younger's face. He didn't mean to, he was just edgy.

"I– I never said that you were doing anything wrong."

Yoongi exhaled heavily, relived. He didn't say anything, letting Hoseok continue.

"I was just– surprised, sorry for shouting like that."

Yoongi couldn't help the grin that stretched over his lips. "Yeah, you really freaked Jimin out. He thought you hated him or some shit."

Hoseok gaped at the elder, eyes wide.

"I– oh my god, why would I hate him?!"

Yoongi just shrugged.

"I should go and talk to him! Poor Jimin, hyung you should've told this to me before. I expected him to be awkward but– is he sad?!"

"He's just... anxious." Yoongi answered, a tensing a little. "You know, it's not like we're gonna reveal it to the ARMYs right now and it isn't even like we act differently around eachother. I mean– you guys couldn't even guess what's happening until you caught us kissing."

"Yeah, not subtle at all, hyung. What next should I expect in this household?"

Yoongi scowled lightly, heat spreading through his cheeks. "None of your business, bitch."

At that, Hobi's lips stretched into a sinister smile, eyes holding mischief as she chuckled. "Oh, has everything I expected already happened between the two of you, hyung?"

"Shut up." The elder grumbled, causing the dancer to tease more, making obscene noises until Yoongi threatened his life. It took a while for Hoseok to control his laughter and sit properly before speaking again.

"But in all seriousness, Hyung." He started. "I do support you. I'd support you guys through anything, you don't have to worry."

"I appreciate that. Thanks."

"Besides, how many of the members know about this or am I special?"

"You're not special, you're nosy is why you're the only one who knows. And Taehyung, but he's not nosy."

"I know you love me, hyungie." Hobi retorted. A few moments passed by. "I think you should tell the members, hyung. If I were in your situation, the first thing I'd do is tell them. Because they deserve to know."

*

How could Yoongi explain this whole situation?

Everyone was gathered in the living room once Yoongi had told them to. He had said that Jimin and he wanted to talk about something.

There was Hoseok sitting by Jimin's side, constantly hugging and teasing the younger by making weird noises and wiggling his eyebrows. Jimin was red before the conversation had even begun.

Everyone was staring at them with utter confusion.

It took Taehyung to nudge at Yoongi's ribs and say, "come on, hyung, just fucking start speaking" for him to snap out of his paranoia and inhale a sharp breath.

Here it goes.

"I– Jimin and I... we're– we're dating."

Fuck.

It was out in the open.

It was out in the open and Yoongi wanted to die, he really wanted to vanish in this air.

Yoongi imagined Jungkook yeeting out of the window. He imagined Namjoon going into a coma right then and there. He imagined Jin yelling so loud that the glasses would break. And jungding by the expressions of the three, Yoongi thought they really fucking wanted to do all that stuff but they couldn't because of the thick air in the room.

"You're what?" Namjoon asked.

"We're dating. As in we're a couple." It was Jimin who answered.

"As in I caught then making out in the kitchen." Hoseok added very unnecessarily.

"As in they've fucked in Jimin's mom's swimming pool." Taehyung added. The rest six stared at him in utter disbelief. "What? I got my details."

"I told you to not tell anyone!" Jimin shrieked.

"They're them, shut up."

"I'm not gonna tell you anything from now on."

"Oh yeah? Look who's acting like a prick just because he–"

"Fucking– stop." Jin shouted.

"Since when is this going on?" Namjoon asked.

Yoongi shrugged. He wasn't gonna apologize, not at all. He wasn't sorry for loving Jimin. "Since last Christmas."

"And we didn't know?!" He yelled. "Hyung, why didn't only I, Jin hyung and Jungkook didn't know about this?"

"Well– it wasn't planned that way." Jimin said. "A lot was going on during the Christmas. We were fighting, if you remember."

Everyone nodded. Jimin continued.

"We were confused about our feelings and a lot of things. Especially me. So we didn't really think about telling anyone something that wasn't even there. We started calling this a relationship just recently and Hoseok hyung and Taehyung weren't supposed to either. As he said, hobi hyung caught us...uh...making out and Taehyung just predicted it by himself. Connected the dots."

"It's because I'm his soulmate!" Taehyung chimed. "Or else they're pretty good at hiding it."

"Yeah– you're too good at it." Namjoon said before sighing. "See, Jimin, Yoongi Hyung. We totally support you guys. I know it's a little risky with the fans and all but as a leader, I'll support you no matter what. Jin hyung and Jungkookie too, right?"

Jin and Jungkook didn't say anything, just staring blankly at the couple. Yoongi almost started getting anxious that maybe, just maybe they didn't like the idea. But all of that went off the window once Jungkook asked, for the first time in this whole conversation.

"Did you fuck on the couch? Where I practically live?"

"Well–" before Yoongi could answer, there was another question thrown by Jin this time.

"Did you fucking fuck in the kitchen? The kitchen where I cook? Where we all get food from? You unloaded your seeds over there? Do you have shame?"

Everyone started gagging in disgust.

They were gonna make a rule book on where Jimin and he could and could not fuck, weren't they?

THE FUCKING END
FOR REAL THIS TIME

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AAAAND ITS DONE. Im honestly so glad this is completed. I hope y'all like the ending, yes, it's an open ending again bc I'm a bitch who likes to torture yalls w questions but not gonna write this story anymore she's done now. If y'all want you can check my other stories. Okay *phew* I'm tired now, bye!!