Girlies

Doja:
I feel like I'm watching a movie🤣

Natti:
Not Ariana reporting to us like her life depended on it😂😂😂

Ariana:
You guys said you wanted updates 😞

Becky:
My girl does her homework, leave her be😤

Becky:
Bro where's fucking Anitta! She's missing the tea!😡

Natti:
Enjoying the last day with her little bro😩

Becky:
Ughhhhhh

Becky:
Wait..... Guillerme and Mateo are coming back

Becky:
Um.... Not to be that person but.... Ariana, how are you feeling about it?

Ariana:
Well....

Ariana:
It's weird to explain it but I feel like I can say I'm over it.

Ariana:
But I know the second I see Jimin.... I will need sometime away from him

Ariana:
I feel like I may get emotional

Ariana:
Not because I want to

Ariana:
I don't know how to explain it

Natti:
Mama we get it✊

Natti:
Do what you gotta do

Doja:
Yeah, take care of yourself💋

Ariana:
Thanks guys🫂

Becky:
Well, with that being said, Taemin will return being roommates with Jeongguk, and Jimin with Taehyung, Minho still being with Woosung

Becky:
That's about to be a full house again

Becky:
But judging by the tension in that house, we need a little tip of an ice berg🤏

Doja:
Girl what?

Becky:
A party😈

Becky:
Or something to spike their adrenaline😈😈

Ariana:
Well, their school has a championships game coming up for a lot of the sporting events

Ariana:
You know what comes with that if they win?

Becky:
A massive house party😈👏

Becky:
Genius.

Becky:
Wait, what about you though?

Ariana:
I'll stay at a hotel

Ariana:
I actually been talking to a couple friends here who I met online😁

Ariana:
We're planning on a day to go out together, so maybe that'll be our chance🤗

Doja:
Have you guys met in person before?

Ariana:
Yeah, while the guys were in classes

Ariana:
They're pretty nice☺️

Ariana:
Both of their nationalities is from Thailand, but they speak very good english

Ariana:
The girl name is Lisa and the boy is Ten

Ariana:
They're so cute🥹

Ariana:
So maybe if that day comes, I can just hang out with them!

Becky:
Baby please be careful

Becky:
You never know who you can possibly meet, especially online😕

Ariana:
I met you guys online, no?😒

Becky:
Yes but.... We hit different ma😩

Ariana:
Girl bye✋

Becky:
Just be careful baby😔

Becky:
You know what, send me pics of them right now😤

Becky:
Going into stalking mode😡

Doja:
Girl if you don't sit your ass down and calm tf down✋

Doja:
Sounding like a protective girlfriend😤

Becky:
Because I am a protective girlfriend😤

Ariana:
You're not my girlfriend though😒

Becky:
I'm speaking into the future😉

Ariana:
I'm heading out🚶‍♀️

Becky:
Mi amor come back😩

Becky:
I'll give you head!😫😫

Natti:
Shut up bro omg! 😤

Roomies

Minho:
Jimin

Minho:
Beautiful

Minho:
So beautiful

Taehyung:
Minho calm down🙄

Jeongguk:
Literally, we in same house😑

Minho:
And everyone disappeared!😫

Jimin:
Thank you bby🥰

Jimin:
Going to sleep

Minho:
Can I sleep with you?🥺

Taemin:
Hey hey no✋

Taemin:
Sleep with me first papi🥵

Minho:
I love this boldness😈

Woosung:
Tae we still studying?

Taehyung:
Yes, meet at dining table

Woosung:
Okay

Taemin:
Okay pendejos

Taemin:
Very jet lagged, no energy today

Taemin:
Tomorrow morning, ready with some hyped music😉

Jeongguk:
I will unalive you 😑

Taemin:
I know you missed me roomie 😍

Taemin:
Okay pendejos, Goodnight 😴

Jimin:
Night😘

Jeongguk:
Bye

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Taemin's Messages

Taemin:
Goodnight my beautiful princess 🥰😍

Jimin:
Stop😭

Jimin:
Goodnight amor💙

Taemin:
Can I sleep with you tonight?🥺

Jimin:
You were the one that said to not make it obvious in front of roomies😂

Taemin:
Taking it back😔

Taemin:
If only Jeongguk liked to cuddle when he sober😫😫😫😫

Jimin:
Sleep with Minho, he's like a big teddy bear🥰

Taemin:
I should right?😫

Taemin:
Ugh maybe another day when have more energy

Taemin:
Going to sleep now, bye Gatita💙

Jimin:
Bye amor 💙

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"Wait so this is-"

"No, no, you had correct steps first, try again."

"Okay," Woosung mutters, focusing on his textbook with glasses pressed to his face, "This is frustrating me, sorry."

Taehyung frowns, looking at the stressed way he's running his thin fingers through his orange hair, closing his eyes for a brief moment to clearly gather his composure before sitting upright and start to do the steps again of his calculus homework.

Right now, they're at the dining table to catch up on homework and tests coming up for their classes. They would've done it in either of their rooms, but they wouldn't exactly get a lot of privacy or peace to do what they need to do. The second Jimin got home and ate, he passed out on his bed. Taemin didn't stray too far back, going to his room after his shower and knocking out cold. Jeongguk is at the moment in his room, probably reading a manga, and Minho is cleaning up the kitchen while sending soft stares to the pair at the dining table before going off to his room - where Ariana is already fast asleep on Woosung's bed.

It's probably past midnight now, and the two have gotten through most of the subjects Woosung needed to study for, except for this class.

Calculus.

It has been a pain in his ass.

After his fifth attempt on this question, Woosung's shoulders shagged and he looks at Taehyung in defeat, "I'm a failure, aren't I?"

It was hard to keep a serious face, so Taehyung just releases a soft smile, taping under Woosung's chin, "You'll get it mon coeur, I promise."

Woosung's ears perked to this, curious now, "Mon coeur? What does that mean?"

Taehyung doesn't say anything for a moment, only looks between Woosung's soft eyes with this calmness in his expression. The more he stared, the more he felt a little invasive because of how much he was staring, so he looks to the textbook and taps it, "Don't get distracted."

"I'm not," Woosung pouts, looking back to it, "Can we call this a night and study more tomorrow? We do have to get up early either way."

That's true, and they're already wasted of energy so it's not like it'll sink in any information by this point.

Nodding along to this, Taehyung packs up his things while Woosung closed his textbook, yawning a little in exhaustion. However, just then, Taehyung got an idea.

He looks to Woosung, "Um, watch video on the calculus equation? Visual help?"

Back then when Taehyung has issues with studying, he would watch videos. He's more of a visual learner than just straight out looking at the textbook, so perhaps that will help Woosung a bit too.

New technique in studying for sure.

Woosung pauses for a moment, thinking about it, "Hm, never thought about that. Sure. Let me put this away first."

Taehyung nods, gathering his books and going to his room. Woosung follows suit to his room, seeing Minho gone but Ariana still sound asleep on his bed.

She has been such a warm soul that has ever stepped into this house. When she saw Jimin, sure, she was a bit displeased, but she held it in good. After all, there's not much she can do other than that.

Jimin did try to subtly get near her or even exchange a smile, but it's a bit too soon for her.

Maybe after a few more days she'll feel opened up, but for sweet Sammy she swallowed it down.

Woosung stares at her as he puts his things on the desk before approaching her, brushing her hair away from her face and pecks her forehead. Ariana twitches a smile to this in her sleep, snuggling more to the pillow. Woosung smiles back to her before quietly exiting out of the room, deciding to go to the bathroom before going to the living room to join Taehyung.

But he stops in his steps when he was just about to open the already creaked open door, his ears suddenly perking to these..... Odd sounds coming from inside.

Hold on.

No-

Woosung furrows his eyebrows and creaks the door quietly open, peaking inside.

The sight immediately had him covering his lips with his hand, eyes completely wide open.

On the counter of the sink sits Jeongguk, who's clinging onto dear life to the rough boy pressing his lips hard on his neck, hands gripping so hard to his body and so close to clearly show they are rubbing -

Woosung's cheeks burned red.

Jeongguk and Minho -

Huh....

S-Since.... Since when?

What?

In a matter of seconds Woosung felt his world and heart crackled and shatter right before his eyes.

Jeongguk and..... Minho.

Are they a thing now?

The more Woosung thought about it, the more his emotions plummeted down, only left to feel his chest burn and ache that even left him breathless with pain of the heartbreak.

Bambi...

Guess Bambi found someone else -

No, why is he feeling like this?

It's ridiculous.

Woosung shouldn't feel like this. Him and Jeongguk lost touch so long ago. Sure, they had a close start, you know? Reading manga together, sometimes sleep on each other's bed or you know, just have their moments of being playful with each other. Sure, Woosung wasn't expecting to fall for him, or gain a little crush, but it happened and shit - they're not talking anymore like before, you know? So this shouldn't hurt.

But it did....

Who is Woosung kidding, this is Minho!

This man is a living and breathing fantasy for anyone. Literally anyone who is curious about anything, he's that person people feel safe to explore with. He makes people feel safe, focused on, and ...... Aroused.

He makes people want him, since he's the whole package.

He's everything people desire for.

Everyone desires for..... Him.

Woosung focus suddenly was shifted to Minho, watching the way he dominates over Jeongguk with his lips on his, one hand gripping his ass while the other is on the back of his neck, clutching him tightly against his body with the muscles of his arms while moving his hips between his legs, forcing hitches of gasps to escape Jeongguk's parted swollen lips whenever their mouths would part.

That's the thing with Minho, he has a power to make even the toughest person crack, to react or completely melt to him.

Unleashing a side of them that they didn't know was layered deep down inside.

It completely makes them lose sense of self, only wanting to feel that moment of euphoria that this man injects into their body by a single touch.

Woosung felt only a silver of that sensation, and it was when he was touching his face at the painting shop.

A touch to make anyone submit to him.

Anyone.

Woosung gulps slowly when Jeongguk's breaths kept escalating, placing a hand on his mouth to hold back his shrieks when Minho's hand slides under his pants and starts to stroke his dick, moaning quietly against Jeongguk's neck as he keeps him close to the edge of the counter.

"Baby," He breathes quietly, "Don't be loud, we're in a house."

Jeongguk only squeezes his eyes shut, nodding, pressing his hand harder to his lips as Minho jerks him off -

A hand over Woosung's hand on the doorknob suddenly staggers him out of his trance, face by now hot and red with heat, glancing down to the familiar large hand over his twisting the doorknob and closing the door shut quietly.

Completely blocking off the scene.

Woosung is breathing heavily in a state of shock to what he just saw, while also feeling his heart accelerating like crazy in his chest.

A suffocating feeling, completely suffocating.

"We should give them their space," Taehyung says calmly, taking Woosung by the hand, "Come, we got a video to watch."

Wordlessly Woosung let's Taehyung guide him to the living room, all the while he felt like he was walking on clouds - as in, he didn't know what the fuck he was thinking or doing.

Even when Taehyung sat them down and played the video, Woosung was in a daze.

He couldn't focus.

Sure, he has caught his friend Troye a bunch of times getting it on with his past partners by accident, but this is the first time Woosung actually was left...... Well..... Speechless.

It didn't leave his head.

At all.

Until Taehyung eventually got fed up and put in a fireplace video instead, putting it loud enough to block out his voice, but not loud enough to wake anyone up.

"Alright talk," Taehyung sighs, turning to him with his arm in the back rest of the couch with an fist to his head, "You look like seen ghost."

Woosung didn't know what to say, he really didn't.

His lips are parted, wanting to say something, anything really, but he just couldn't.

He couldn't say anything.

Taehyung observes him carefully, humming, "They were just making out-"

Woosung cuts in, "I know that."

"Then what seems to be issue?"

Right back to being silent, Woosung tried to find the words to say back, but he didn't know where to begin. Clearly Taehyung wasn't going to let this slide, so Woosung only shakes his head to himself and sighs.

"Jeongguk...... Jeongguk never..... He never-"

"Never thought he was interested in guys?" Taehyung tries to understand what he's trying to say, "He isn't, not something sure of yet. He's.... Exploring."

Woosung jaw clenched to this, but nods along to it slowly with eyes to his lap.

And that's when Taehyung began to put two and two together, "Ah..... You have crush?"

He didn't respond back, but the blush on his cheeks said it all.

"Hmm..... This all make sense," Taehyung mutters, "Well, he's still single, just letting you know-"

"It's just not only that."

Taehyung falls silent now, waiting for Woosung to further explain himself. Woosung doesn't even know where he's going with this, he really doesn't, and he doesn't even know what he's thinking at all.

But this feeling, it doesn't leave him alone.

It's like he needs to let it out and he doesn't know how to put it into words.

He was always horrible with words, especially because of his social anxiety, so this is driving him crazy.

Rubbing his hand on his throat, Woosung let's out a shakily sigh, "I just...... I saw them, you know? A-And I know them and..... Minho..... I mean Minho is one attractive person, right? And Jeongguk was so into it and.... I.... Am I making sense?"

"No."

"Forget it," Woosung huffs and gets to his feet, but Taehyung grabs his wrists and drags him back, this time closer to him.

"Stop," Taehyung says blankly, not letting him go, "Speak. Try to explain."

Woosung shuffles uncomfortably with a deep frown, "I have social anxiety, it makes my speech ramble."

"Will try to understand," Woosung looks him, with this innocent heavy eyes now, "Promise."

Taehyung looks serious as he said this, giving Woosung this comfort of assurance that he will try his best to understand what he's trying to say.

So Woosung nods a little to himself, taking a deep breath and glances down to Taehyung's hand on his wrist, "Not my wrist please," And he glided his hand down to his hand, interlacing them, "Spikes my anxiety."

Taehyung's eyebrows furrows in confusion to this, but Woosung begins to speak again, "I.... Sure, I make like Bambi. A little crush. But..... Yes I mean it hurt when.... I saw... T-That. Then I don't know.... I saw Minho and..... He had so much control, right? And Jeongguk was like puddy and it's strange..... I.... Don't know-"

"Strange how?"

Woosung gulps thickly, his leg now shaking, "I don't k-know - You know how I dated Ari right?" Taehyung slowly nods, "And you know we got sexual - Well of course, she's pregnant now and I'm going to be a father and - Sorry I'm rambling. So I was.... I was giving all the time, yeah? Like sexually. So when I saw them..... And Jeongguk was just so into it, it got me feeling..... Weird - Like not a bad weird but you know?"

Taehyung blinks at him, trying to process the deeper message behind his ranting.

Truth is, him and Woosung aren't the heart to heart type. Sure they shared a moment in that bathroom in the club, but they were a little too far off to even process it.

So Taehyung doesn't know what to say or where to begin on how to make him feel better.

So he decided the easier route being to be bold.

"So..... What I'm getting at with all of this is that," Taehyung pauses, nodding to himself, "You want to be Jeongguk?"

Woosung's face twists up, looking at him, now annoyed, "You know what, I'm leaving-"

"Not like that," Taehyung's scoffs, yanking him back down by the hand, "You want to experience what he is right now. Being sub? Is that it? Have someone be like that with you?"

Clearly this was catching Woosung off guard, like a bunch of gun shots flaring right to him.

He even stayed frozen for a good moment, processing what he just said.

Well..... In simpler terms - metaphorically speaking-

"Yes," Woosung answered, nodding, "I think that's why..... I didn't get so hurt. I was curious how it would be..... To be forced into submission, since I'm a dom most of the time."

Taehyung eyed hun carefully, processing his words before slowly nodding, "I get it, you want someone bring out the inner bottom."

"Don't say it like that."

"Fine, but in that case, ask Minho," Taehyung advises, "Trust me, he knows how to bring that out of you. The other night he was experimenting that with me and Jeongguk."

Woosung's head practically snapped to this, eyes widen in curiosity, "Really? How was it like?"

Taehyung recalls the memories of that night, trying not to smile to himself, "Apparently I react easily by things, to which I didn't know that until that night. Jeongguk is all around sensitive, which isn't new. Minho is very gentle, but he breathes you in, studies you with such a simple kiss what type of sexual partner you are and what are your weakest parts - Where you going?"

Woosung is to his feet, standing a bit of a distance away to deep breaths to not have any images or thoughts in his head to Taehyung's specific description.

In his head he sounded...... So.... No no, Block it off.

Block it off.

"Sorry," Woosung squeaks, closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the wall, taking deep breaths, "You saying those things got me weird."

Taehyung stares at him momentarily, humming quietly under his breath and suddenly got to his feet, "Alright, I want to try something, and I want you to tell me, vocally, if it's something you enjoy. Since you never tried things with a man, here's a test run."

What?

What's that supposed to-

Abruptly Woosung squeaks, pressing himself against the wall when Taehyung casually presses his hand against it, right beside his fact.

"Does this distance make you feel uncomfortable?"

Woosung quivers a little, rubbing his arms, "I ugh..... Just letting you know, sometimes when I get anxious I get-"

"Woosung, answer my question," Taehyung huffs, leaning closer to his face, this time eying his lips, "Does this make you uncomfortable?"

Now Woosung is quietly, gulping thickly before shaking his head. Taehyung nods to this, raises a hand and gliding his finger along side his jaw.

Woosung's breath shutters.

"When being in a position like what Jeongguk was in, your partner would do so much more than this," Taehyung says lowly, gliding his finger to his chin before caressing his fingers against his cheek, "I'm a little sentimental type, so I like to feel..... Everything."

By now Woosung feels his heart pounding in his chest, harder and louder, his anticipation and anxiety by now rising up higher and higher to the point he suddenly got...... Calm.

Very..... Calm.

And numb.

That's the thing with Woosung and his anxiety, to others when it reaches such a high point, either they get an anxiety attack, pass out, or get suffocated.

With Woosung he becomes almost.... Numb.

As if it was mellowed down and the world slowed down.

Or paused, perhaps a defense mechanism telling him to relax.

And this is what he was trying to tell Taehyung.

When he gets like this, to submit is not an option.

He thrives for control.

So that's how he ended up stepping forward boldly, catching Taehyung a bit by surprise as he steps back.

And Woosung nose twitches to this, "Guess you submit easily. True what Minho say, you react."

Woosung suddenly grips Taehyung face by the jaw, jolting him forward while smiling at him to his clear cautious eyes.

He has never seen Woosung like this, and neither has he to this extent.

The touch alone had Taehyung weak by the knees, and Woosung noticed that, "You're so responsive," He whispers quietly, "You were wrong. I didn't want to be like Jeongguk," And he giggles a little to himself to the thought, "I want to be like Minho, and make anyone submit so easily."

Taehyung tried to keep himself attentive to Woosung's sudden pace or attitude, and he suddenly chuckles drily, "We know you're wrong. On the outside you want to appear the dom, probably an anxious response right?" Woosung's smile twitched lower, "But we both know deep down inside, you want someone to pound into you while calling you princess, right?"

Woosung shoved his face away, lips scowling to his anxiety now rising up again to that feeling of paranoia. He steps back a few times and rubs his arms, closing his eyes to the numbness on his hands and feet.

That calmness never lasts long, unfortunately now he's faced with this.

The aftermath.

"I..... I can't control my anxiety," He says quietly, "It's so.... Inconsistent. When it goes up, my body becomes numb and so does my emotions. It's like I'm put on pause. And.... I-I guess I react in defense."

Taehyung doesn't say anything as he observes the shaking boy practically chatters his teeth by the nerves and chills he's feeling in his body right now, fighting hard to be calm.

"Do you have a trauma?" Taehyung hesitantly asks, "That involved.... Someone ever making you feel..... Like you can't submit again? That's why you act like that in defense? Like how you did to me?"

Woosung didn't say anything back, but the paranoia in his gaze filling with tears were enough to answer Taehyung's question and he didn't further ask him anything.

Instead he strides up to him with the soft grey blanket from the couch, probably Jeongguk's since he likes to snuggle onto things when he's watching television, and wraps it around Woosung's trembling shoulders - bringing him into his embrace.

Woosung is still shaking, whimpers forcefully trembling out of his lips, "I-I'm cold."

"I know," Taehyung whispers, gentle caressing his hair from the side of his head and kisses his forehead, "Come, let's watch the fireplace and warm up."

And so that's what they did. They laid on the couch, watching the fake fireplace on the screen with all the lights off, only being here in each other's arms.

All the way until Woosung ended up sleeping on top of Taehyung, right between his legs, snuggling onto him with his head on his chests and the blanket covering his body. Taehyung was still awake, running his fingers through Woosung's orange hair softly while he slowly feels himself getting to sleep.

Up until footsteps catches his attention, and his gaze flickers to the entrance to the living room to see Minho stepping inside - assuming he was probably heading to the kitchen.

Upon seeing the two in the couch, he smiles fondly and approached them, sitting by Taehyung's knee while he looks at Woosung's sleepy face.

"I was wondering where he was, he didn't come into the room."

Taehyung twitches a smile and glances down to him before looking at Minho, "Not to be a snitch but he saw you and Jeongguk in the bathroom, well, we did."

All the colors drained Minho's face, sitting up now and ready to speak, but Taehyung cuts him off, "Relax, I expected something to already go on in this house," Taehyung waves it off, "But Woosung, well.... Little surprised."

"Did he say anything?"

"Yeah," Taehyung sighs, thinking about it for a moment as he glances at Minho. He could tell Minho now about Woosung's curiosity and leave it to him to help him figure himself out. But the more Taehyung thought about it, the more his lips remained sealed, and instead he said, "Nothing bad don't worry. He'll be fine."

Minho seemed relieved by it, looking at Woosung and raises a hand to pet his head.

But Taehyung abruptly slaps his hand away.

This caught Minho by surprise, shit maybe even for Taehyung too, but he came up with an excuse quickly, "Woosung just showered and who knows where those hands been."

Minho purses his lips before sticking his tongue out at him, rolling his eyes and rising to his feet, "Alright I'm heading to bed, want me to bring him to his room?"

Taehyung gives the boy another glance on his body, not really my thinking twice about the question, "I'll take him in a bit, he's far too comfortable."

Minho smiles to this and nods, but not before leaning to Taehyung's face, perking his lips, "Goodnight kiss."

"Goodbye."

"You sure weren't complaining the other night."

Taehyung this time blushes a little to this, eyeing Minho's lips before rolling his eyes and pecks it quickly, "Now go before you wake up Sammy."

Minho smiles gleefully and salutes to him, turning around and disappearing back into the hallway. Taehyung continues to caress Woosung's hair, feeling his eyes fall heavy as he looks at the television screen.

And before he knew it, he ended up falling asleep after turning it off, hugging onto Woosung in his chest.

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A/N:
This was a long chapter wow.

Alright next chapter is 69, what are we thinking is going to happen? Hm? Hm? Any thoughts?

I PURPLE YOU! <333