Jimin needed this.

He needed to be here: Back in Brazil, feel the nice tropical breeze against his feet, hear the people in the streets celebrating carnival and the upbeat environment of being here in Brazil.

He needed to be reunited with his family again, like how he is right now in this enormous dinner outside the backyard.

The go to is always his place when it comes to these events, since his backyard is bigger than any other in the family - despite the house being pretty small.

Yet space was never an issue in his home.

As long as they were together, that's all that mattered.

Especially right now that their adoring Guillerme came back home.

And Taemin was fitting in quite well.

The second they arrived here, they treated Taemin as though he was their long lost son. His mother and father immediately were pouring praises to the man because of how uniquely attractive he is, and began to parade him around the entire backyard to the whole family.

Jimin was a bit occupied greeting the entire family, having fun with the kids running around and give a big hug to his grand mother and grand father. His cousins around his same age were immediately pouring into his presence and tried to catch him up on - well literally - everything.

It was so hopeful that Taemin knew Spanish because his family could under what he was saying to some extent, and vice versa. Due to him being around Jimin and them speaking in their native tongue often, he definitely has picked up on a few words in Portuguese or has been able to understand it better than initially.

And the whole family loved him.

That's the thing with Taemin, he's a lovable person. Not like the sweet and shy kind of lovable that he appears respectful and cute.

But he's so outgoing and tries to engage with everyone because he genuinely wants to, or is curious. He would cook with Jimin's uncles on the barbecue, set up the table with Jimin's aunts and teasingly dance with them to the music playing in the radio. He would chaotically play with the kids and would sit and have conversations with the elders.

Let's not forget about Jimin's parents. Bursting into a conversation and asking questions is Taemin's specialty, and it helps so much how outgoing he is to connect with them easily.

Throughout the entire time, Jimin and Taemin didn't event speak, not until they sat down at the dinner table with the enormous family. By then Lucas and Anitta made their presence known with more drinks to bring to the table.

When Lucas finds a seat beside Jimin on the table and discreetly puts his hand on Jimin's thigh, Taemin obviously noticed and was just about to shove his hand off him but his attention was snapped when his one of Jimin's uncles offered him a beer to drink.

And if there's anything Taemin loves in this world besides sex and a good time, it's definitely alcohol with good company.

So disregarding the hand completely, Taemin takes the beer and immediately bubbles into a conversation with one of Jimin's cousins.

Jimin glanced at him for moment, frowning a bit but then replaces it with a smile when his mom began to ask him about his time in Korea.

Time breezed through quickly in the time being, and Jimin's family all left while being mildly or too drunk to even stand.

Especially Jimin and Taemin, minus the drunk part.

Jet lag is definitely hitting them hard now, not even able to properly stay awake to say their departing to everyone by how tired they were.

However Jimin did promise Lucas that the two were going to hang out and go to Jimin's out high school tomorrow to greet the team.

After all, his birthday is coming up.

By the time everyone left, Jimin should've known better than to underestimate Taemin.

Since his parents were too intoxicated to think for themselves, didn't take my convincing for Taemin to convince them to sleep in Jimin's room.

By that point, Jimin was too exhausted to care or even out mind to it.

But there's no doubt he felt a little timid showing someone his room since.... He never does.

As mentioned, his parents are strict with who an enter his and Anitta's room.

Who knows why, but they absolutely forbid it unless it's family.

And here is Taemin, standing at the center of his room while putting his luggage down and peering around.

There's nothing special really about Jimin's room; plain cafe colored walls and a cemented floor base. He has a closet that's concealed by a dark maroon curtain, that matched with his marron colored sheets. He has a few paintings here and there with a wooden plank against the wall that holds all his trophies and awards from school and by being in the volleyball team.

A small room.

Clearly demonstrating that Jimin's not exactly from a rich family household.

And being here alone made Taemin remember back home, having his room be similar like this.

It really did tug a sensitive nerve in his heart.

"It's not much and the mosquitos can be a bitch-"

"It's perfect," Taemin whispers, still looking around the room with the softest stare Jimin has ever seen, just as he turns to look at him, twitching a smile, "Let's get some rest Gatita."

Evidently Jimin relaxes to the tender tone of Taemin's voice and nods. From there they took turns taking a shower, and while Taemin showered, Jimin sorted out the bed comfortably. He felt a little giddily, or the least bit anticipated just because he's having Taemin here in his room.

Just the thought of anyone being in his room makes him feel things in his chest, and he just couldn't stop smiling to himself as he dives into his sheets with eyes closed.

But then snaps his own when he realized he's only in boxers.

Force of habit.

Can't blame him, it's hot here in Brazil.

Would Taemin feel uncomfortable by it?

Twitching a frown now and sitting up, Jimin was just about to change until Taemin suddenly enters the room wearing only boxers and towel drying his short silver hair.

Jimin tensed up a bit, eyeing Taemin wearing his boxers for a moment before glancing at his face. Taemin finishes up drying his hair and wordlessly goes to the bed, yawning a bit before crashing against it with eyes closed.

"Hope you don't mind I'm in boxers, force of habit while I'm in Dominican Republic to sleep in boxers," Taemin grumbles quietly, snuggling to the pillow, "As I can see it's your force of habit."

Jimin faintly blushes and lays back against the bed, facing him, "Tropical climate, the heat is inevitable."

"You're telling me," Taemin yawns and closes his eyes, extending his arms out, "Come here Gatita."

Jimin felt something whirl in his stomach by the words of the sleepy man, glancing at the closed door locked momentarily before scooting closer to him and melts into his arms.

As if it was second nature, they find themselves cuddling perfectly in each other's arms.

But they didn't sleep.

Not yet at least.

Not before Taemin softly whispers, "I like your family. They remind me of mines from home."

Jimin twitched a small smile, hearing his soft heartbeat against his chest, "Maybe I'll meet them one day."

"You will," Taemin promises, running a hand through Jimin's soft hair, "What's your plan for tomorrow amor?"

Thinking for a moment, Jimin hums, "Anitta is going to do my hair tomorrow morning for Saturday. From there I'll be going with Lucas to see my old volleyball team. I'm also planning to show you around and take you shopping for my birthday."

Taemin stayed silent as he listens to him, trying not to scowl to the mention of Lucas but also smiling to how Jimin wants to dedicate time for him to look around and explore.

His precious baby.

"I want to see your old volleyball team too," Taemin cooes, his hand now tracing to Jimin's spine and gently strums against his skin, "I don't know how I feel with Lucas tagging along though."

"Well too bad, he's coming too."

Taemin remained stubbornly quiet, and for a moment Jimin thought he fell asleep, but suddenly the boy is towering over his body.

If Jimin felt timid before, he definitely feels flustered that this is happening in his room.

Shit he's such a child.

Taemin is on him with a deep scowl on his lips, especially to Jimin's teasing stare, "You just love tormenting me, don't you?"

"I highly believe you two will become great friends."

Taemin mocks the words back to him, eying Jimin's features before glancing down to his neck.

His markless neck.

"How fortunate you are that I want to give a good impression to your parents," Taemin mumbles quietly, studying the way Jimin gulped slowly to the words, "I would've made sure Lucas got the hint that you're mine."

"But I'm not yours," Jimin taunts, leaning his face forward with an amusing grin to Taemin's lips, "You want me so bad, don't you?"

Taemin softly bites his bottom lip, harder when Jimin suddenly slides his smooth leg up his thigh, "I turn you on that much?"

"Gatita," Taemin sinks in air through his teeth, "I don't want to take advantage of your parents trust."

Now that...... That right there...... Showed more to Jimin than anything.

If it was anyone else, they would've taken advantage.

They would've taken advantage of being in this room alone, with Jimin provoking them like this - hell, would've fucked a long time ago.

But Taemin didn't give into Jimin.

He resisted.

For the sake of his parents trust.

So he isn't doing this for show.

It's because he cares.

Taemin really cares about him.

Upon this acknowledgment, Jimin lowers his thigh and himself back on the bed, staring at him back now with this new gleam in his eyes.

Enough testing.

Jimin now has his answer.

But he wasn't through yet.

"Do you feel something for me Mateo?"

Taemin couldn't answer.

He couldn't because he's not sure if he's ready for that yet.

For the reality.

So he shakes his head slowly.

But Jimin is no idiot, and they both knew that.

"Are you lying to me Mateo?"

"I'm afraid if I say the word I want to say, it's going to be a lie if I say it this soon."

They both knew what he mean by that.

And Jimin wasn't going to beat around the bush for the directness.

"If you want, lie to me and say that you love me right now," Jimin quietly whispers, "If you regret it tomorrow that will stay between us because no one else exists in this very moment," Suddenly he chuckles quietly to himself, his hand running through his hair, "I don't know what you have that you play with my head, but there's one thing I know for sure," And he looks at him directly in the eye, "When I have you in front of me the next time we're alone like this, I want you to put your dick in me hot."

Taemin stopped breathing completely.

He knows there was more to Jimin than meets the eye, but this right here.

Sweet Jimin from Korea wouldn't be this bold.

That's when Taemin let realization sink in.

He's in his territory now.

And no longer does he have to hold himself back.

Jimin is home, and his true colors are starting to peek through the gloss in his eyes - testing the waters to see every moment of Taemin's reaction.

He's testing him.

And Taemin finds that so fucking attractive, yet he was not prepared for that.

Completely still in shock, Jimin presses his finger to his shoulder and tips him off him, now curling to his side with a slow grin as he closes his eyes.

"Goodnight Mateo."

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"...... And then the zebra reunited back to his herd, following the mother after their meal."

Jeongguk watches with heart eyes the video of the baby zebra being reunited with his herd, making both Minho and Taehyung sigh in relief after watching the video filled with anxiety of the possibility of a crocodile or - who knows what's other fucking predator out there - attacks the herd like the last video.

Luckily that didn't happen and Jeongguk isn't a crying mess.

"That's as so cute!" Jeongguk squeals, eyes glittering when a new video came up, "Oh yes! Meerkats! It reminds me of the Lion King."

Minho ad Taehyung both snapped their eyes to the phone screen, feeling that same anxiety sky rocket since they didn't check if the video -

Shit.

Minho immediately takes the phone from Jeongguk's hands, "Ha ha, that's enough videos for today."

Jeongguk frowns like a fucking child, whining annoyedly and reaches for the phone, "But phone! Meerkat!"

"No no, no meerkat for you!"

"But cute face and eyes-"

"I have that too, why don't you stare at me instead?"

Jeongguk stares at Minho's face for a brief moment and lunges to take the phone, squealing in joy when he finally got it and lays on his back.

"Yay, look! It's poking their head out - AH!"

Both Taehyung and Minho fucking tackle him, desperate to take the phone but Jeongguk holds it away, shrieking as he tries to see the screen.

A large hand suddenly managed to graze the phone.

Accidentally fast forwarding it.

Taehyung aggressive smacks the phone off Jeongguk's hand as he would to a basketball the second he caught a glimpse of a lion entering the scene. It complete fell off Jeongguk's grasp and slams to the ground.

And thankfully Jeongguk didn't see anything.

Instead he fusses angrily with a glare to the ceiling, "I hate you guys. Never let me do anything!"

"Because you sensitive," Taehyung huffs, laying back down on the bed with eyes closed, "Like a fucking bunny in the middle of woods."

"But I'm not defenseless!" Jeongguk argues back, looking at Minho, "Right? I'm tough."

Minho stares at him for a good moment and could stop the burst in his chest, pinching his cheek adoringly, "You're so cute!"

Jeongguk wanted to not smile to this but couldn't fight it off, giddily chuckling as he scrunches to Minho's delicate touch. Annoyed by the sickening tenderness between the two, Taehyung rolls his eyes and takes his phone out.

For a moment he was going to text Taemin or Jimin to see how they're doing, but then realized the connection that they probably don't have.

Dammit.

Can't lie, he misses Taemin's annoying ass and Jimin's adoring nature. It just feels strange without either of them here, since they really keep the fort up in this house hold.

But thinking about it in another perspective, it's a good thing that Jimin isn't here.

No doubt Ariana would swing punches at him the second she lays eyes on him.

"Taehyung, question."

Taehyung snaps his gaze from his phone to Minho, to see him crawling up beside him and flops at the middle with a chin to his hand, "You no gay right?"

"No."

"But curious about kissing men?"

"Yes."

"Why no try dating sites," Minho suggests, "I have gay app where talk to gay people, and we can hook up or date. Many guys could help you explore."

That would've been a very sweet gesture if Taehyung's mind wasn't already set on someone, or well more than one, on who to explore these things with.

He doesn't want to explore with just anyone either.

So he looks back to his phone, "No, don't like strangers."

Minho smiles to this, poking his cheek, "Then how will you explore?"

"Can I explore you?"

Now this boldness was something Minho was absolutely not ready for.

He was really not ready for this.

Awkwardly clearing his throat, now blushing a bit, Minho plays it off with a chuckle, "I would let you," And he glances to Taehyung's lips, twitching a smirk, "But I won't stop, you need a beginner - Jeongguk!"

The ravenette was to the other side of Minho, watching these cute cartoons on his phone now with wide doe eyes, but he hums upon hearing his name.

"Kiss Taehyung."

Jeongguk's phone slips past his hands and drops to the fucking floor, since he's resting at the edge of the bed. His cheeks are blushing like crazy, slowly tilting his head back to see Minho giddily smile while Taehyung looks equally as surprised.

The two didn't say anything so Minho groans stubbornly and eases back, tugging Jeongguk over and closer to Taehyung.

"Okay, ready, set, action!"

The two didn't fucking move a muscle.

They're too inexperienced with this. Sure, neither of them are you could say innocent in kissing a man, but Jeongguk was drunk and barely remembers it while Taehyung was first in experiment while the other was when he was drunk - actually both times because can't forget Jimin.

But this time they're both sober.

And it's a little...... Weird.

They never saw each other like..... That.

Sure, they find each other attractive but..... You know..... It's just weird!

Minho glances between the two and sighs heavily, closing his eyes, "We have lot of work to do," He mutters and looks at them, "Okay, didn't want to get involved because I lose control easy, but can start it."

And suddenly he starts moving over towards Jeongguk, who's second by second blushing crazily with his heart in his throat.

Just as Minho towers over his body, smiling to the glittering orbs of Jeongguk's eyes staring at him.

Softly he taps his parted lips, "You're not afraid, are you?"

"No."

"Want me to stop?"

"No..... Please."

Minho twitched a grin, cradling the side of his face gently with a thumb against his cheek, leaning forward and softly press their lips together.

In a matter of seconds, Minho noticed a lot of things.

Jeongguk sensitive to affectionate touches.

He melts to it immediately.

His body completely relaxes the second Minho pressed their lips together, and his lips are twitching to kiss deeper than the peck Minho is giving him. His breath goes uneven quickly and his legs are already trembling by the anticipation.

He's so sensitive.

Minho softly pulls away, smiling widely when Jeongguk tries to chase after his lips but he presses his finger against his mouth and turns to Taehyung. The boy was watching the two attentively, and he didn't move a muscle when Minho hovers over his face, smirking.

"Explore me?" He drawls lowly, making Taehyung's breath hitch in his throat, "Explore me baby."

Instead of Minho being the one to close the distance, Taehyung did that instead. He clammed their lips together hard, not moving them but that was enough to make Minho feel a whirl by his pelvis.

Especially when he felt Jeongguk lick his index finger against his lips.

Unlike Jeongguk, Taehyung isn't sensitive, but he's very responsive.

From his body flooding with goosebumps and a soft hum escaping his throat, he gives reactions to his emotions.

Now what would happen if sensitivity and responsiveness collide?

Minho pulls away from Taehyung but with a secure hand on his neck, and guiding him towards Jeongguk after he eases his finger away from his lips.

The two are ignited by Minho's delicate start, and such delicacy sometimes is enough to rise up the tension.

If that didn't see each other in that way before, they definitely do now.

And they weren't being as reluctant as they were before.

Jeongguk took it upon himself to trace a hand through Taehyung's hair and tug him down, all the way until their lips clashed together.

Immeditately Minho got involved in maintaining Taehyung at a good distance away by the chest the second his large hands immediately roams to Jeongguk's waist beneath him.

"He's sensitive," Minho warns, "Go into it slow."

Despite Taehyung already diving too deep into, he listened to Minho and was careful. Jeongguk went from being tense to slowly relaxing, this time going into kissing Taehyung deeper and almost scrunches when Taehyung's hand graces his skin under his shirt.

"Keep the pace," Minho drawls quietly, guiding Taehyung's hips to now hover over Jeongguk's body, moving to now lay on his side beside the two, "Wait Jeongguk don't-"

Jeongguk's hand gripped Taehyung's hair, aggressively hair.

Taehyung desperately moans against his lips, and he was no longer being gentle.

In panic, Minho eases Jeongguk's grip on Taehyung's hair and practically tries to yank Taehyung back from feverishly grind his hips against Jeongguk's pelvis.

"Taehyung! Control!" Minho practically shrieks, and it wasn't fucking helping that Jeongguk hands now trailed to Taehyung's back, gripping tightly to his muscle-

"Fuck." Taehyung growls, almost disheveled, "Minho, get me off him now."

With all his strength, Minho yanks Taehyung completely off Jeongguk, who is left dazed staring at the ceiling with heavy breaths. Meanwhile Minho threw Taehyung to the other side of the bed, keeping a hand on his chest to keep him down while giving Jeongguk his attention to make sure he's okay.

Jeongguk's eyes are now closed, still panting heavily. So Minho carefully caresses his hand to his hand, "You okay?"

The dazed ravenette nods subtly, interlacing his hand with Minho's, "Simple kiss, made me feel too much."

"Overstimulated," Minho clarifies, "Sensitive, very sensitive."

Jeongguk didn't respond back to this, only remains with his eyes closed as he continues to breathe heavily, so Minho looks back to Taehyung - Who has a hand on his face as he lays on his side, also trying to control himself.

"You okay?"

Slowly Taehyung nods, "T-Too much, sorry. Easily react."

"That goes without saying," Minho snorts, looking at the two now with heavy stare, "We have a lot of work to do."

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A/N:
Oof what a chapter!

I had this done for a while but I was waiting to finish with all my updates so I apologize if I didn't update it sooner :')

I PURPLE YOU! <33