'So he asked Pharaoh's officials who were in custody with him in his master's house, "Why do you look so sad today?'

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Later that evening when Taehyung returned to their room he found Jungkook still laying butt naked on his bed.

"Taehyungie it hurts!" he whined, and the elder rolled his eyes playfully before  going over to hug the younger.

Jungkook crawled into his lap, the dull ache in his ass still causing him mass discomfort. But he felt safe in Taehyung's arms, which made the pain less intense. Instead, he focused of the feeling of Taehyung's heartbeat near his ear, the smell of his cologne, and the sound of his breathing.

"How was Jimin?" Jungkook asked, knowing he was only hurting himself by asking the question.

"He's just so...confident. Not in the same way as me though. He knows exactly what he's doing; he has this persona of being so sweet and innocent, but fucking hell I can tell he's dirty," Taehyung chuckled to himself, thinking of his conversation with the ginger.

"Do you... like him?" Jungkook managed to get out, pushing past the lump in his throat.

"I'm not sure Jungkook, I'm down to have a bit of fun and see what happens. I don't really like people."

"Why don't you call me Kookie?"

"I'll call you it from now on, Kookie," Taehyung smiled at the younger, who was still curled up in his lap, "Please make the pain go away."

In one swift motion Taehyung picked up the younger causing Jungkook to giggle uncontrollably as Taehyung carried him to the bathroom. After running a hot bath, he carefully placed the younger inside the water and Jungkook practically moaned at the relief he got from the warm water which caressed his whole body.

"Come in Taehyungie!"

"No, I'm good Jungkook. I'll give you some privacy," and much to Jungkook's disappointment Taehyung left the room, and he heard the door to their dorm door click shut. He had gone again.

***

Taehyung stepped outside into the lakeside, and sat down on a bench to clear his head. Ever since he had gotten to this camp he had felt his head getting foggy; he was pampering guys he slept with, potentially starting a relationship with someone, and pretending to be Christian. I'm losing myself, he thought to himself.

But it felt good.

Talking to Jimin - actually getting to know him - was so nice. He enjoyed their back and forth conversation, their inside jokes, and he enjoyed the boy's company.

"Tae," Jimin called out as if on cue from inside.

His face was lit by the dying light from the setting sun, and he just looked so perfect. Taehyung watched as the boy's eyes almost shone when he looked at him, and he felt his stomach do a little flip.

"This time of day is always my favourite," Jimin started rambling, "It's like the sky is an oil painting - it's just so beautiful!"

Taehyung watched as the boy got more and more excited, and he felt warm inside. Warm. His eyes soon fell onto Jimin's lips which looked so inviting, so plump, so absolutely kissable.

"Can I kiss you?"

Jimin snapped his head around, his gaze completely changing. Taehyung marvelled at how the cute before vanished in the place of someone much darker. Much lustier. Almost sinful.

"I thought you'd never ask," he replied, and the pair both leaned in immediately.

Jimin's lips were so soft against his own, and as their tongues danced inside their mouths Taehyung let his hand fall to Jimin's hips. The ginger was experienced; he pulled away, biting Taehyung's bottom lip slightly.

"You're not allowed to feel me up yet," Jimin replied, shooting Taehyung a cheeky wink which made the red haired boy blush slightly.

He makes me NERVOUS. Me. Nervous, Taehyung thought to himself as Jimin sauntered away, making sure to swish his ass in a tantalising way.

Regardless of how much his heart was beating from kissing Jimin, his mind moved to Jungkook's lips for some unknown reason. The two were very different. While Jimin was sultry, there was a different charm in the innocence of Junkook.

***

"NAMJOON! I did it!" Jimin practically screamed as he barged into the camp leaders staff room.

"You kissed Taehyung?" Namjoon replied, going over to hug the younger.

He had been forced to listen to Jimin gush about Taehyung for days and he was glad that his endless stream of talk would finally be finished.

Yoongi sat in the corner of the room silently as Jimin explained the encounter in painful detail. It was physically painful for Yoongi to listen. He felt his heart be ripped out by every single word that Jimin spoke, but he forced himself to smile.

Excusing himself, he let this smile drop the minute he left the room. Feeling tears welling in his eyes, he ran to his own room where he allowed himself  to scream into a pillow before fat tears rolled down his cheeks.

Time passed slowly as Yoongi allowed himself to wallow in his own sadness. Hoseok opened the door hesitantly, his own heart dropping at the sight of Yoongi's red and puffy eyes. Sitting down next to him, Hoseok rubbed his back as Yoongi hiccuped and wiped his eyes.

"I love you Hoseok," Yoongi mumbled, now sleepy from all his crying, "You're the best friend I ever had."

As Hoseok continued to rub circles on Yoongi's back, he had to force the tears in his eyes not to fall as well. What Yoongi would never know was how much that word 'friend' hurt him. He would never know how it tore out his insides and made him feel hollow.

He would never know how much he loved him. Not as a friend but as a soulmate.

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Summary: Everyone is sad except vmin and namjin.

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