Jimin

2 weeks later...

Taehyung's parents and mine sent the two of us away after briefly explaining that we needed more pictures for the media and whatnot.

It was supposed to be a romantic get away but all Taehyung did was complain about it the entire time prior to the trip.

    "It's just a few days." I say as I pack my bag.

    "A few days I could be doing something that actually matters." He says shoving his things into his suitcase.

I deflate a little. "Spending time with me doesn't matter?"

    "Not as much as doing actual work." He says zipping his suitcase up.

I don't think he realizes how much that actually hurts but I don't say anything.

    "The car will be here to take us to the airport in a few minutes. Hurry up." He says taking his things and heading downstairs.

I roll my eyes and continue to take my time.

After a while though Taehyung begins to call for me to come down.

    "Hurry up, Jimin!" He says. "The car's here!"

I grab my suitcase and toiletry bag before heading downstairs.

Taehyung is already loading his things into the trunk. "You took long enough."

    "If you're going to be an asshole all weekend you can just stop talking to me." I say following suit and putting my things in the trunk.

    "Gladly." He says closing the trunk before I put my bag inside.

I glare at him as he gets into the car, instead of asking to pop the trunk again I just carry it with me.

The trip to the airport is silent and when we get to the airport I know we'll have to act happy for the people there.

We arrive after a while and I get out of the car, making Taehyung pay the driver.

I pull my things out of the truck, contemplating shutting it before Taehyung does but I choose against it.

    "Have a good day." I say to the driver before walking towards the entrance to the airport.

    "Wait for me." Taehyung says, I stop but I don't face him.

After he gets his things he meets me and takes my hand.

I roll my eyes and we head inside.

There's not any paparazzi or anything but a lot of people recognize us and record us from their phones.

It still baffled me why people were so interested in our private lives.

I try my best to keep a small smile on my face as we maneuver our way through the airport.

    "I'll take the outside." Taehyung says as we walk down the jet bridge to get on the plane.

I don't pay him any mind as I take the inside seat and take my head phones and journal out.

This was bound to be the longest trip of my life.

-

The hotel room is nice and there's a great view of the ocean from the balcony.

I was used to nice places like this now after years of traveling with Taehyung but the view of the ocean always took my breath away.

    "We have reservations at the restaurant downstairs so get dressed." Taehyung says from inside the room.

I sigh stepping back inside and closing the door. "The view is nice."

    "Is it?" He says back but I can tell he doesn't care as he continues to look down at his phone.

    "Yeah." I say going to find something nine to change into. "Maybe we can take a walk after dinner?"

    "A walk? It's late and we've had a long day. We can take a walk tomorrow." He says locking his phone and continuing to go through his suitcase.

I find something simple but presentable to change into before going into the bathroom to freshen up.

I tried, like I always do, and he still continues to act cold and distant towards me.

When I get back out of the bathroom he is still stuck in his phone though he's changed his clothes.

    "Ready?" I ask trying to get him to get off his phone.

    "Yeah just a second." He says putting his phone down to pull his shoes on.

I wait patiently by the door instead of rushing him like he'd do me.

    "Alright." He says standing and meeting me by the door. "Ready?"

I nod smiling a little before he takes my hand and leads me out of the room.

-

Jungkook

    "What do you want Hobi?" I ask as I hear the front door open.

    "I could be a serial killer." Hoseok says appearing in the kitchen where I am.

    "Why're you here?" I ask again glancing down at my phone, waiting for Taehyung to text me back.

    "Yoongi's moping about Jimin again." Hoseok huffs pulling my refrigerator open and grabbing the wine from the crisper.

I roll my eyes at the mention of Jimin, the reason my Taehyung couldn't be here with me whenever he wanted.

    "It's so annoying." Hoseok groans grabbing two glasses. "Like seriously, the guy's fucking married, let him go."

    "Yoongi likes Jimin you said?" I ask leaning forward on the counter.

    "Yes. And he lets it be known constantly." He says pouring the wine into the glasses and sliding me one.

    "Then maybe he should tell him. And maybe Jimin might like him too." I say, if Yoongi took Jimin then he'd be eliminated from the situation Taehyung and I were in.

    "You're missing my fucking point asshole." Hoseok says sitting at the bar stool in from of mine.

    "I know you like him Hobi, but if his heart isn't with you then maybe you should move on." I say checking my phone again as I sip my wine.

    "You're a fucked up friend." Hobi says drinking his wine.

I shrug at his comment before sighing, why wasn't he texting me back?

    "Who is it that you're seeing?" He asks.

    "Hm? Oh just some guy. You don't know him." I say quickly.

    "How do you even have time to date? You're always working." Hoseok says narrowing his eyes in question.

    "It's not really dating. Just hookups." I say, which wasn't a lie unfortunately.

    "Just hookups? So you're still open to see other people?" Hoseok asks suggestively.

    "Did you come here so we can fuck?" I ask straightforwardly.

    "Isn't that obvious?" He asks holding up his glass.

    "Alright then get the vodka out cause this isn't gonna do it." I say to which he laughs and stands to grab the liquor from the cabinet.

It wasn't a regular thing but whenever Hoseok or I got upset about something, or something was bothering us, we'd get together and get hammered and fuck until one of us, or both of us, passed out.

It's fun and a good stress reliever, plus there's no strings attached and we continue on being friends like it never happened afterwards.

We take the vodka to the guest room and start drinking.

    "We're gonna have to stop this one day." Hoseok says but continues to leave hot open mouthed kisses down my neck as he presses me against the wall.

    "Someday." I mutter halfheartedly as I down my drink.

I didn't really see a reason to stop anytime soon unless either of us were to get into a serious committed relationship, it was just all for fun.

And if it meant that I could forget that the man who truly had my heart was out playing house with another then I would gladly do this.

    "I wanna top." I breathe out already grabbing Hoseok by the hips and slamming him against the wall.

    "Damnit."

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