'How long will you people turn my glory into shame? How long will you love delusions and seek false gods.'

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Yoongi was woken from his dream in which him and Jimin were sailing off into the distance by a disgruntled Jungkook yanking him out of bed.

"You will pay for this you coconut-headed bitch," Yoongi muttered, trying his best to not wake up Hoseok.

Dragging him outside, Yoongi stopped his grumbling when he saw the red rings around Jungkook's eyes and the tear streaks down his face. His face softened, and he slowly stroked the younger's face.

"I-I just feel like I can't win," Jungkook whimpered out, his voice breaking in the middle of it, "He's never going to feel the same way is he? I tried sleeping with him, spending time with him..."

"Hey Kookie don't cry," Yoongi whispered into the night air, drawing the younger into a hug, "He's not worth your tears."

Yoongi was holding back information he knew would give the boy hope. He wasn't sure what was the right thing to do in this situation. He had seen the way Taehyung looked at Jungkook - there was something much deeper there than friendship. Taehyung looked at Jungkook like he held the whole world in his hands. But Yoongi knew that even Taehyung didn't know himself that he felt this way.

And how did Yoongi know that Taehyung felt this way?

Because the way Taehyung looked at Jungkook mirrored the way he looked at Jimin. But these feelings were clearly in Taehyung's subconscious for the minute, Yoongi just needed to find a way to release these feelings from within the boy so he could have Jimin.

"Jungkook, I think we should pretend to be a couple!"

The younger looked up at him with pure confusion in his face, his tearing drying up from shock.

"You just have to trust me on this one," Yoongi replied to Jungkook's bewilderment.

He knew he couldn't tell Jungkook of what he suspected because he didn't want to give the younger any false hope which would come to nothing. Hope was necessary for life, but sometimes it could hurt like a motherfucker.

***

And so Yoonkook was born. They would sit next to each other at breakfast and flirt loud enough that everyone else could hear. Occasionally Taehyung would furrow his eyebrows, wondering why Jungkook had moved on from Namjoon so quickly, but he was soon distracted by Jimin's foot playing with his own under the table.

Taehyung continued to furrow his eyebrows more when Yoongi's hand began to move up and down Jungkook's thick thigh in the prayer circle, occasionally moving slightly too close to the younger's crotch to really be appropriate in the setting.

There was something about the pair together which made Taehyung feel... uneasy. Surely only Taehyung should be allowed to touch Jungkook like that? I know what he likes, Taehyung thought to himself as he watched the pair flirt even more shamelessly at lunch.

Around the campfire that evening, Jimin was huddled close to Taehyung but his eyes were somewhere else. Instead he was fixated on the excessive amount of hand action which was occurring under the blanket which was covering Yoongi and Jungkook. To Taehyung this looked like some extremely sexual behaviour was occurring, but in reality the pair were simply playing rock, paper, scissors under the blanket with the hopes that it looked suspicious.

"I think Yoongi and Jungkook would be cute together," Jimin said absentmindedly and people began to sing around the fire and toast marshmallows, "They compliment each other really well."

"I always thought Taehyung and Jungkook would be the best suited though," Lisa said, joining in on the conversation while Rosé was asleep on her shoulder, "You have such a unique bond. But of course we all ship Vmin!"

For some reason, this idea stuck in Taehyung's head as he made his way back to their room. Would him and Jungkook be a good couple? The younger certainly brought out a protective side of him that he hadn't seen before in himself. But did that mean he liked him?

These thoughts rushed through his head as he said goodnight to Jimin and went up to his own room. As he was about to turn the handle of the door, he heard a faint moaning sound from within the room.

Slowly as he opened the door, a heavenly sight was revealed to him. Jungkook was sat on his bed with his small cock in his hands as he roughly jerked himself off, his head thrown back in pure pleasure. All Taehyung could do was watch in pure shock as Jungkook masturbated in front of him, the smell of sweat and sex heavy in the air.

Room 215 was quickly becoming a place of pure sin.

As he orgasmed, Jungkook finally opened his eyes to see Taehyung standing in the doorway. However, instead of feeling embarrassed or covering himself, Jungkook merely waved at him with the hand that wasn't covered in cum and went to the bathroom.

Of course, this whole situation was clearly planned. Jungkook had already mapped Taehyung's route and made sure to be in the room five minutes before the elder arrived. He had lathered his body in oil to make him look extra shiny and dampened his hair as Yoongi suggested.

He wanted to show Taehyung what he couldn't have.

When he finally exited from the bathroom, he saw Taehyung laying on his bed staring at the ceiling in his own little world. There was a significant bulge in Taehyung's pants and if Jungkook was following his old strategy he would have been straddling the boy by now, but he restrained himself and crawled into bed.

"You can jack off if you want to," Jungkook said in a small voice.

"No I'm good Kookie, I'll just wait for it to go away," Taehyung replied, his voice sounding like his mind was somewhere far away.

What Taehyung didn't say is that he didn't want to touch himself because he felt guilty. He felt guilty for liking two men at the same time. He felt guilty for liking one of them more than the other.

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ok, finally getting to some potential Taekook action...

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