Jungkook walked into the boys lounge, his hair a little bit of a mess, his eyes probably a little puffy, his cheeks pink and his hidden collarbone littered with hickies. He was wearing one of Taehyung's t-shirts, because it made him feel small and so cute. It was a large red one, one which read CALIFORNIA on it.

The first thing he saw was Taehyung. Taehyung's silver hair was falling, yet protected with a bandana. His eyes lustfully ran over Jungkook's and god if they couldn't keep their eyes off each other. Jungkook knows they just had sex twice, but he kind of wants to go again. And again, and again, and again, and-

"Hi." Jungkook said, scratching the side of his arm as he walked over to the pool table. They were the only ones in there, which was good. Taehyung smirked, Yoongi and Hoseok just smiled and greeted him, and Jimin-

He... had his eyes widened. He looked like there were a thousand thoughts rushing through his mind. He looked like he'd seen a ghost. Or something worse.

"Jimin.. you okay?" Hoseok's voice interrupted him and Jimin cleared his throat and snapped out of his thoughts.

"What? Yeah- um- I'm fine." Jimin stammered, his hands gripping around the edge of the pool table.

Jimin looked up at Jungkook.

What. The. Fuck.

Okay- wait. Um. Okay. Wait. Wait. Why- why was Jungkook wearing Taehyung's t-shirt? Maybe it's his t-shirt but it was just lying on Taehyung's floor- why was it lying there? Why were so many clothes sprawled out? Why was Jungkook sleeping on Taehyung's bed and not the other one? Why-why was he naked in the bed? Why.. did Taehyung lie and said he didn't know where Jungkook was? Why were they staring at each other weirdly? What- the- what-

"Um, Park, you sure you're fine?" Jungkook asked and Jimin realized he's been staring. He looked away and nodded quickly.

"I'm fine." Jimin mumbled and then saw Jungkook scowl a little but ignored it. Jimin continued looking at Jungkook- who was now excitedly looking at the pool table.

"Can I play too?" Jungkook asked and Yoongi nodded and handed him the pool stick.

Jungkook looked around timidly and then rested his eyes on Taehyung and hesitantly spoke up, "Can- um- can you help, V? I'm not that good and I know you are." Jungkook said softly and Taehyung smirked.

"Sure." Taehyung responded. Yoongi and Hoseok were chatting idly on their own- and too fucking oblivious to realize how fucking obvious Jungkook and Taehyung were being.

Jungkook is amazing at everything- of course he is- and Jimin knows for a fact that he's good at Pool. They used to play quite a lot and Jungkook knows how to play it.

But now seeing Taehyung rest one hand on Jungkook's waist and lean over behind him, his front touching Jungkook's back- and seeing Jungkook lean back into his touch, so his ass basically against his crotch- and seeing Taehyung place his arms along Jungkook's. It was all too obvious and it was all coming together like a puzzle.

"Thought you were good at Pool, Kook." Jimin said dryly and then saw how Jungkook and Taehyung snapped their heads towards him. Both their cheeks reddened and Taehyung leaned away from Jungkook. Jungkook cleared his throat.

"I-I'm not." Jungkook said quickly, but then dropped the pool stick beside Taehyung, looking a little annoyed that Taehyung moved away from him.

"Alright, let's play a game. I'll go first." Yoongi suggested and Jimin nodded along- but he kept an eye on Jungkook and Taehyung. Jungkook slowly moved over to Taehyung's side of the table and Jimin watched the two were unaware of his eyes on them and did weird things. Weird things that Jimin brushed off at first but now made too much sense.

Like how Taehyung placed his hand on Jungkook's back and then his hand went lower and lower, until Jungkook let out a small squeak of a gasp and grabbed Taehyung's hand, both giggling childishly.

"Your turn, V." Hoseok said and Taehyung snapped out of his giggly attitude with Jungkook and bent to hit the pool balls with the stick.

Jimin- creepily enough- could not stop lookng at the two of them. Things were starting to make sense..

"Guys, let's go to the food hall and get some snacks and shit." Hoseok said. Yoongi nodded in agreement and Jimin agreed too, but;

"You guys go- me and Kook will finish the game off. Get some food for us, yeah?" Taehyung said and Jungkook's cheeks tinted at his words. Jimin scowled. Yoongi and Hoseok just nodded.

"Sure." Yoongi said and Jimin glanced at Jungkook and Taehyung one last time and saw the look they shared, before following Hoseok and Yoongi out of the lounge and down the hallway. But suddenly, he stopped.

"Guys I.. um.. forgot my phone in there. I'll go get it and catch up with you guys at the food hall." Jimin said and the boys just nodded and kept walking.

Now, Jimin very well knew his phone was resting in his back pocket. But he wanted to see. Wanted to see if Jungkook and Taehyung were actually finishing off the game of Pool, or doing something else. He could keep speculating on whether the two were doing anything, or actually get evidence.

Jimin quickly walked back towards the lounge and then noticed the door was open. He knows he shouldn't be spying on his friends, but he couldn't help it. He turned in from the wall, peeking in and then let out a gasp-

Jungkook was seated on the Pool table, with his legs wrapped around Taehyung's waist. Taehyung had his hands on Jungkook's waist and the other had his hands on Taehyung's cheeks.

They were making out.

They were-

They were making out.

The boys- V and Jungkook- two straight boys who used to be enemies were making out, and- now they weren't. Now Taehyung was kissing Jungkook's neck.

"T-Tae- stop, someone might come in." Jungkook let out, his hands scrambling to tangle in Taehyung's hair.

"Let them." Taehyung replied and Jungkook threw his head back a little, giving Taehyung more area to nip at.

"You're seriously this needy, babe? You already fucked me twice today- calm down." Jungkook laughed and Jimin's mouth fell open. His eyes widened, his heart beating at a pace too fast because-because-

This was wrong. This was wrong. What the fuck- this- what????

Taehyung was whispering something incoherent into Jungkook's ear- but whatever it was had Jungkook's cheeks turned pink. Jimin instantly looked away, leaning against the wall.

What. The. Fuck.

His mind was racing at a thousand miles per second. That's what they were doing? That's why Jungkook's been so secretive? He's gay? Is V gay? Are they both gay? Are they dating? Wait- V's gay? The star-athlete-fuck-boy-captain is gay??

What should he do? Should he walk in? Scream at them? Or maybe he should just run away and pretend he saw nothing? Or-

Jimin couldn't think clearly, so he just ran away towards the food hall. But he was not just going to pretend like he saw nothing. Because he saw a lot. Too much. And he had questions. A lot of them.

*

"Jungkook?"

Jungkook looked up from his History textbook and looked at the owner of the voice, Jimin.

"Yeah?" Jungkook asked, wondering why the boy he hadn't talked to for a long ass time was tentatively standing in front of him.

"Can we talk?" Jimin asked quietly and Jungkook raised an eyebrow.

"Um... okay." Jungkook said- and then the bell rang. He quickly collected his things and walked out of the classroom, seeing Jimin standing there, still looking tentative and hesitant.

"What is it?" Jungkook asked, assuming that this is about the roommate thing, or that Jimin was trying to resolve their little conflict.

"Let's... talk in our.. my.. our dorm." Jimin said and Jungkook gulped.

"Okay.." Jungkook mumbled. Why was he acting so weird? Jungkook silently followed him to the dorms and saw how pale he looked. Jesus- was he sick or something? Jungkook walked inside the dorm he hadn't stepped his foot in for the past week, followed by Jimin, who closed the door (and locked it).

"Look, Jimin, if this is about the roommate thing.. I think I should just stay with Tae- V for a bit more and then move back. I dunno.. It just- I don't want things to be awkward, or-" Jungkook started, placing his books onto the table and leaning against it. He looked at Jimin, who was still standing at the door.

"Why didn't you tell me that you and V are together?"

Jungkook paused. Well- he froze. His eyes widened. His face paled. His stomach turned upside down.

"W-what?" Jungkook choked out, after what seemed like minutes.

Jimin inhaled sharply and then breathed out. He walked over to his table and placed his books down as well.

"You and V. You guys are... together. Or.. something. Right?" Jimin asked and Jungkook felt panic rising up to his chest. Lumps the size of rocks were forming in the pit of his stomach.

Jungkook didn't respond, his eyes were just widened.

"I-I-" Jungkook started and then gulped down the lump in his throat. "H-how...?"

"I saw you guys.. um.. kissing. That day, in the boys lounge." Jimin trailed.

Jungkook felt like he was shaking. Was he shaking? He felt like he was-

"How long has this been going on? Do you guys just hook up? When did this even- How did this even happen??" Jimin began pestering. He felt angry. He doesn't know why, exactly. But he felt angry.

"J-Jimin-" Jungkook started, but got cut off.

"Does anyone else know? Why didn't you tell me? And-and V's gay?? Are you gay?" Jimin kept asking. Jungkook slowly slid down to his bed- having to sit down, because he felt like he was going to pass out.

"I'm-" Jungkook started and then kept hearing Jimin's voice go on. Questions upon questions; Jungkook doesn't blame him, really. He's have questions if he randomly saw Jimin making out with.. Yoongi or something.

"Jimin!" Jungkook snapped, finally shutting the orange-haired boy up. Jimin looked at him with indignant and discombobulated eyes.

"We.. we just hook up. Sometimes." Jungkook let out and then saw Jimin's eyebrow raised. "Alright, all the time." Jungkook snapped and Jimin snickered. The boy sat down on the bed along with Jungkook, leaning against the bed frame.

"When.. How?"

"Like.. a month ago. It was-it was after football practice." Jungkook said softly and saw Jimin nod along. "We were fighting. And- one thing led to another.. and we-we just started.. having sex.. I guess. I'm not sure, really."

"What?" Jimin laughed dryly and Jungkook shrugged. "So- like, are you..." Jimin trailed and Jungkook's breath hitched.

Just say it.

"I'm.." Jungkook started and then breathed in to gain the courage. "I'm gay."

Here comes the yelling. The shouting. He's going to hit me. He's going to smack me across the fucking face with his tiny ass fist because I'm disgusting and gay and he's going to be so fucking pissed and-

Jimin just blinked.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Jimin asked softly and Jungkook felt confused. He's not mad?

"You're not mad?" Jungkook asked and Jimin started laughing. His laugh was like sunshine and rainbows- like it could heal all that's good in the world. It made Jungkook relax a little.

"Why would I be mad?" Jimin let out. Jungkook literally felt his entire body ease up in relief. "I'm just pissed you didn't tell me earlier."

"I didn't tell you earlier because.. I-I thought you were homophobic. The rest of the guys are, you know that! They're constantly making gay jokes and stuff." Jungkook mumbled and Jimin leaned over and squished Jungkook's cheeks together with his fingers.

"I'm sorry." Jimin said and let Jungkook's cheeks go. Jungkook giggled and swatted his hand away.

"I only joined in those jokes because all the guys made them. Truthfully, I don't care if someone's gay or bi or whatever. Especially not you, Kook. You're like my brother- Tomorrow if you came in here and told me that you wanted boobs and wanted to be a girl, I'd completely be fine with it. I'm a little disappointed you didn't trust me enough." Jimin said, looking at little disdained.

"Of-of course I trusted you, Jimin- I just.. I was scared. I didn't want you to be mad at me. But I pushed you away because I was scared. I'm sorry." Jungkook said in a small voice and Jimin smiled.

"That's okay. So, wait, you guys are just hooking up?" Jimin asked, looking a little uncertain. Jungkook nodded. Jimin snickered.

"Wow.. I thought you guys were-were boyfriends, or something. When I saw you guys talking and stuff, even though I only saw a bit, it didn't seem like you were just fuckbuddies."

Jungkook tilted his head. "Really? Why?"

"Dunno. Fuckbuddies don't talk like that. This is gonna sound so gay-" Jimin started and then saw Jungkook scowl and smiled sheepishly. "-sorry, this is gonna sound so.. cheesy, but he looked at you in a way which.. I dunno. He looked like he really liked you. Just seemed like you meant more to him than just friends with benefits."

Jungkook blushed a little and then fiddled with his fingers. "I-I guess so.. We're just close." Jungkook bit his lip and then Jimin gasped.

"Wait, do you like him?" Jimin asked and Jungkook turned pink.

"I- no. Maybe. I don't know." Jungkook squeaked and Jimin began giggling and pinched Jungkook's cheek.

"Awww, you totally like him! I'm pretty sure he likes you back, man. I mean- jeez- I haven't seen him be so cutesy and in-love with anyone." Jimin said and Jungkook giggled.

"R-really?" Jungkook asked and Jimin nodded. Jungkook tried to stop his smile and then cleared his throat.

"It- I-I don't care. Anyways- wait- is V gay?" Jimin asked and Jungkook paled a little.

"Kind of. I mean- no. He-he hasn't come to terms with it. He's.. fluctuating across the spectrum." Jungkook rambled.

"Man- I can't wait to rub it in his face. Fuckboy Captain V is into guys?? Wow, I-" Jimin started and Jungkook instantly scrambled hastily and grabbed Jimin's arms.

"You will not tell anyone! I swear to god if you say a word to him, or-or to any of the guys-" Jungkook said and Jimin chuckled.

"Christ, Kook- I won't tell. Calm down."

"It'll be better if it comes from me." Jungkook said and Jimin nodded in likeness.

"You sure he won't be pissed?"

"No.. no- 'course not. He won't get pissed at me." Jungkook snickered.

He's glad someone knows- and he couldn't be happier that it was Jimin who found out and not someone else. And he was completely ecstatic about the fact that he came out to Jimin successfully.

Things were going well. Really well. With everyone, really.

Maybe things could finally be easier.