A ringing of a device bounced off the walls of the silent room in the middle of a city.

"Turn that shit off" Yoongi growled in Jimin's ear at the sound of a phone going off.

"I'm going."

Jimin groaned as he stretched out his hand to take hold of the noisy phone. Once he did, he pressed the button he believed to be the one to answer, through his squinted eyes he couldn't tell very well. As his one hand brought the phone to his ear, the other pushed away the hand resting on his waist. He moved the arm from his waist only for it to come back.

"Where the hell are you!?" A voice screeched. "We are in your house and you're not here! Your mother is one the way and if you're not here I won't hear the end of it. You're tiny ass better be here in less than half an hour big head!"

Jimin, confused, pulled the phone away from his ear and set it infront of him. The phone caller ID was not one he recongize. The name was definitely a pet name, and a very unpleasant one. The phone was snatched from his hand by Yoongi.

"What do you want?"

The loud voice of the woman's could still be heard despite it not being on speaker, it was so clear. Yoongi continued on being scolded by the angered woman on the other side. She urged for him to hurry home or she'd be kicking even his last name out of him.

"What?! She's not suppose to come till night! Jimin get me my suit!" Yoongi desperately shook the male in front of him, grunts leaving the other's mouth. Jimin did as he was asked, a few unpleasant words were exchanged in doing so.

"I'll be there soon." Yoongi said and hung up his phone. His suit was thrown to him, he commenced to redress himself in something more appropriate than his underwear. Jimin found himself searching for his own clothes, or pants at least. He was left in only a plain black shirt that was not even his.

"This was the last time." Jimin reminded the other of their agreement as he became aware of the eyes looking down his his bare legs.

"Whatever you say."

It was quiet until the two were almost fully dressed.

"Prince?"

"What?"

"Can I get a kiss before I go?"

Jimin stared at him confused, not sure what to do. He had come to the conclusion that Yoongi wanted nothing more than intercourse considering he alreadyb had a lover. Now there he was asking for a kiss so casually like he couldn't get it from the woman he was going to marry.

"Just one." Yoongi held up his index finger, indicating the amount. Jimin shook his head, it wasn't right and by now if he didn't know any better, it was really a lost cause with him. He leaned again the desk watching as his boss hurried to put his foot into the wrong shoe. Eventually he did figure it out, he was able to get on his feet. Yoongi said nothing as he approached Jimin, before the younger knew what was happening, there were lips on him.

"Hey!" Jimin pushed him away, shocked by the action. "No!"

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "It was just one, goodness."

Jimin pushed away the hand on his waist and moved past him. He decided to wait for the male to leave before he too taking his route home. He knew no one was around yet he wasn't in the mood to deal with any longer.

"This didn't happen."

"I don't want to think that."

"You're getting married! Do you have any idea how guilty I feel!?" Jimin scoffed and threw him the nearest cushion. He took a seat on the arm rest on the most likely to be expensive sofa, contining to watch Yoongi. This time the man struggled with his watch. Suffering from seeing him, Jimin marched to him and snatch Yoongi's own hand away from his other one.

"Prince?"

"Don't say anything."

The man didn't say anything. He repeated the action that caused him rejection only minutes before. Jimin was left there again to reject him except he didn't. He let Yoongi have the kiss he so much desired before watching him part. He knew it wasn't right but he couldn't help it at this point. And so he looked about the room filled with memories of the night's happenings before he too leaving.

***

"Where the hell have you been?"

Jin watched as his roommate awkwardly walked into the house then throw his keys in the bowl at the entrance.

"Work."

"Work? You said you'd be leaving soon when I saw you."

"I was with someone last night okay? God you're so nosy." Jimin sighed and sunk into the cushion of the couch. Jin looked his friend up and down suspicously before turning his attention back to the television.

"Fine... as long as it wasn't your boss then it's okay. It wasn't your boss right?" Jin asked casually.

Jimin stayed silent.

"Right...?"

"..."

"Jimin please tell me it wasn't him."

"It was okay! I couldn't hold back Jin, I started it too..."

"Were you drunk again?"

"No..." Jimin watched as he other grabbed his forehead dramatically and looked up at the ceiling.

"Then!?"

"I don't know Jin! Okay I don't know! We we're eating and I asked him what pizza with pineapple tasted like but he ate all of it and a sex scene came on and next thing I know I'm leaning and we're sucking each other's face!" Jimin panted as he finished his sentence. He watched as his best friend pressed his back against the cushion and stare straight.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Well...yeah..." Jimin trailed off, embarrassed to have to tell his friend this. "It's been like two years, of course it did."

"Jimin he's getting married!"

"We agreed it was a one time thing! Jin...forget you even know about this...please." Jimin plead to the angered elder. He was definitely not happy about his friend's night adventures.

"Fine but I swear to god Jimin you better not repeat that. He's getting married, keep that in mind." Jin sighed and looked back at the television. Jimin was about to get up and leave the room when he remembered something.

"How'd it go yesterday with Mr.Kim?"

"Oh with Namjoon? It was great, he took me to this great restaurant, it was so hard to not stuff my face. He'd smile a lot... his dimples are cute. It was nice..." Jin trailed off, a huge grin on his face.

"You like him!" Jimin yelled, bring him out of his daydream.

"N-No I don't! Plus you know I like Ken..." The elder fiddled with his fingers, look down at them. Jimin nodded, he was aware of his crush on his friend but he was also aware it would never happen. Ken was too oblivious to notice and Jin would never make a move.

"Whatever, I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

"It's one in the afternoon!"

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