Seokjin and Jungkook spend several hours the next day in Seoul (the teenager making sure to tightly encase his neck in a woolen scarf to cover all the love bites), purchasing cheap jewelry likely to be forgotten in a few weeks' time, eating food from street vendors (Even Seokjin, one with extremely high standards for food, is delighted by the fascinating tastes), and marveling at the vastness of the city.

The pair returns to their hotel room a little later than planned, and their drive back to Busan is further delayed when Jungkook decides to pepper soft kisses along Seokjin's jaw, resulting in breathy giggles as the two fall onto the bed and do a little more than just kissing.

An hour into the car ride, a question pops from Jungkook's mouth: "Hyung, are we dating?"

Seokjin's plump lips curl up into a faint smile. "Is that a trick question?"

"So yes," Jungkook says unsurely, a giddy excitement bubbling up in his gut as he stares at Seokjin for confirmation.

The elder sends Jungkook a glance as the vehicle decelerates to a stop. "Yeah."

"C-Cool," stammers the teenager, masking his blushing face with his scarf and silently squealing with happiness.

"Cool?" The van starts moving again.

"Yeah. Cool."

"Anticlimactic," Seokjin mock pouts. "I was expecting at least an 'I love you.'"

Jungkook snorts, slightly embarrassed. "Just because I've said it a couple times doesn't mean I'm gonna say it every single waking second we spend together."

"I'm hurt." Seokjin lightly touches his chest. "I thought you loved me."

"I do!" laughs Jungkook, shaking his head at the elder's childishness.

"You what?" Seokjin asks pointedly. A mischievous lilt dusts his cheerful tone.

Jungkook playfully narrows his eyes, catching on to what Seokjin wants, but decides to comply. "I love you."

"There we go," Seokjin exhales happily, tone still one of a joking manner. "I knew you loved me."

"What, you aren't gonna say it back?" Jungkook demands, laughing.

"I love you, too, Jungkookie."

The sincerity with which Seokjin says those words makes a warm feeling spread through Jungkook's chest as he swallows, ducking his head in embarrassment. He hides his face in his scarf, his heart squeezing as he thinks about how much he loves Seokjin- and as cliché as it sounds, Jungkook is certain he couldn't live without him.

"You good?" Seokjin throws him a glance.

"Yeah," Jungkook says quietly, voice still slightly dampened by the wool of his scarf. His toes curl as his stomach flips nervously, and he says, after moistening his lips, "I really love you, hyung."

Seokjin doesn't say anything, but the smile on his face says enough for Jungkook.

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"Hyung, can I stay over at your place for tonight?"

Seokjin peeks at the electronic numbers flashing on the dial, which indicate that it's 11:31. "Sure." He blinks lethargically. "But don't try anything, I want to sleep. And that's it."

"I won't-"

"Honestly, teenagers and their hormones-"

"I won't!"

The van bumps over the poorly paved road as they near their destination. "Fine."

They arrive at Seokjin's apartment about fifteen minutes later, dragging their suitcases behind them and letting out huge yawns. The screen of Seokjin's phone screen lights up with a notification, and the elder checks it. "Oh!" he exclaims loudly, making Jungkook jump. "Namjoon's music video drops tonight at midnight," he explains happily. "We need to watch it."

Jungkook rubs his eye. "Okay."

They go online at 11:59, madly refreshing the page until:

"There it is!" Jungkook points. Peering at the screen, he reads, "No More Dream."

"Wow, his stage name is actually Rap Monster," Seokjin laughs. "This kid, seriously."

"Didn't he used to...?" Jungkook's question trails off, but Seokjin nods, understanding what the boy means.

"Yeah, he used to call himself Rap Monster because he thought he could spit fire- I guess he can, since he's debuting as an idol." The video starts playing, starting off with Namjoon saying something in English.

"Rap Monster," Jungkook repeats. "That's all I understood from that."

Seokjin chuckles and shushes him as the music starts playing; he seems focused on the lyrics, although Jungkook can only focus on how bizarre Namjoon's hair looks. What even is that, a perm?

The video ends, and Jungkook admits that the song is pretty good, although he still thinks that whoever styled Namjoon's hair should be fired because, yikes, what is that atrocity?

"Namjoon says we can Skype him," Seokjin says, eyes fixated on his phone. He glances up. "Come on, log in to your account! I want to tell him how amazing that was. I wonder if Namjoon wrote those lyrics himself," he muses, eyes shining with pride.

"Namjoon, that was amazing!" Seokjin exclaims the moment the call connects.

Namjoon grins, the wide smile dimpling his cheeks. "Thanks," he says happily (Jungkook notes that his hair is back to normal, although still styled quite oddly), fiddling with his fingers.

He manages to tear his gaze away from the elder's mess of a hairstyle when Yoongi speaks: "Okay but why the hell are you called Rap Monster? I've told you before, Namjoon- it's not cool, it's just stupid."

"Stop being so mean," Hoseok yells, pushing the skinnier male harshly. Jungkook doesn't miss the blotches on Hoseok's neck, and internally laughs.

Jimin and Taehyung aren't with each other, unlike himself and Seokjin, or Yoongi and Hoseok; Jungkook hears the sound of a woman talking and asks, "Who's the lady?"

"My mom," Jimin answers, glancing behind him. He leans in and says in a quieter voice, "She's yelling at my dad for not taking out the trash."

"Jiminnie's at his parents' house," Taehyung says cheerfully.

Jimin nods, face radiating a happy glow. "Yeah, they're totally fine with it now- me being gay and all."

"That's great!" Seokjin says, and claps his hands a few times.

"Hate to ruin the happy moment," Namjoon interrupts, "but I need to go soon, so can we focus on me?"

"Attention whore," mutters Yoongi, laughing when Namjoon cusses at him.

Seokjin sighs and glances at Jungkook. "These two curse more than you."

"But I don't curse that much."

"...True."

Hoseok eventually gets both of them to stop hurling half-joking insults at each other by screeching loudly. "Anyway, Namjoon," he says, scratching his nose, "I liked the lyrics."

"Ooh, me too!"

"Did you write them yourself?"

"Yeah," Namjoon says proudly, and Seokjin beams, much like a mother whose child has just done something remarkable.

"You did such a wonderful job, Namjoon," he says happily. "I'm so proud of you."

Namjoon looks a bit embarrassed. "Uh, thanks, hyung."

"Wait," Taehyung says, "Namjoon hyung, I have a question."

Namjoon blinks. "Shoot."

"In that music video, why did your hair look like a toothbrush?"

Yoongi snorts loudly.

"I don't know, it was the stylist's idea." Namjoon shrugs, touching his own locks. "I thought it looked cool."

"Toothbrushes aren't exactly the definition of cool," Yoongi quips, before being interrupted by Seokjin.

"I thought your hair looked fine, Namjoon," the eldest says firmly. "Don't mind them."

"But it did look kind of weird," Jungkook mumbles to Seokjin, earning him a stern glare.

A little past 1:30, the Skype call ends and the seven boys log out. After swapping out his clothes for more comfortable ones, Jungkook crawls under the covers next to Seokjin and presses their bodies together.

"You're warm," the teenager comments, toying with the hem of Seokjin's shirt.

Seokjin pushes Jungkook's hands away. "Sleep," he says sternly, and places a hand around the boy's shoulders.

"Hyung," Jungkook whines softly, nestling his face in Seokjin's neck, "you can't be tired already, we've stayed up until four or five in the morning before, Skyping. One thirty is hardly late."

Seokjin swallows. "No. Just sleep, Jungkook."

But the younger is persistent, prodding Seokjin's arms and neck and stomach, laying kisses on his collarbone, and tangling their legs together before Seokjin finally caves and leans in, throwing the covers over them.

"Teenagers and their goddamn hormones."

[end]

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quick little note: there are a couple of author's notes after this that I would really appreciate if you guys read; thanks :)