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Chapter 2

Jimin happily walks inside the school, greeting a few people he's familiar with on the way.

He went to school alone today since Hoseok said he has some stuff he needed to fix here before school. That doesn't stop Jimin from searching for him.

He gets lucky when Hoseok walks out of one of the classrooms, followed by the most beautiful girl Jimin has ever seen.

Or maybe more like, sexy?

She has long curly brown hair, her eyes are outstanding and her body is on point.

"Jimin!? You scared me, what are you doing here so early?" Hoseok jumps up slightly. Jimin eyes between Hoseok and the girl for a second.

He then lifts an eyebrow while crossing his arms, resting his weight on one leg.

"I'm here to see my boyfriend, is that a problem?" he questions.

"No, not at all, I'm glad you're here," Hoseok smiles and grabs around Jimin's waist, "we just finishes setting up the banners for the intro week, you know that the school festival is coming up right?"

He gives Jimin a gentle peck on the cheek as the younger nods.

"And who's this?" he asks and points at the girl. It may have come out a bit ruder than what Jimin had wanted, but the other two doesn't seem pay it any mind.

"I'm hwasa, I'm helping Hoseok with all the preparations for the intro festival since we have art together," the girl explain and then smiles.

Jimin hates that the girl seems so cool and sweet. He smiles back.

"I'm Jimin, nice to meet you too," he says.

They talk for a little while before the clock rings and they have to go to class. Hwasa is the first to excuse herself and find her lesson.

"Should we meet up after school?" Hoseok asks and pecks Jimin again. The younger smiles and nods.

"Both of my parents are working late, we can be at my place," Jimin says.

"I'll come after my final lesson, lucky you to be done earlier," Hoseok sighs. He has one more class than Jimin, so he's often done later than the younger.

"Okay, I'll make some good food for you," Jimin tries to lighten his mood. It helps a little.

"Thanks Jiminie, see you then," Hoseok cheers before giving Jimin a final kiss and rushing down the hallway.

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Jimin walks his way home and has his mind running crazy. He wants to make a move on Hoseok today, try and see if he will finally let them go all the way.

Jimin is getting impatient because this time, he's actually safe in the relationship. And he's horny all the time... so...

He walks into the driveway and notices something stuck on their mailbox.

He takes it and sees that it reads a huge '10' on it. It seems to have gotten stuck om the box somehow. Jimin rips it out and throws it in the transcan as soon as he steps inside the house.

He starts thinking about what he should make for Hoseok. Jimin is not the best in the kitchen, but he can make a few things.

Maybe spagetti carbonara? Or lasagne? He feels like making Italian today.

After a few minutes of passing around the kitchen, he finally settles on Carbonara.

While making the delicious dish, he hums to some music and even dances along at points. In another life, he would definitely have been a dancer.

But reality made him stay in school.

Just when Jimin portions the food, the front door opens. Hoseok enters without further notice, it's almost as if he's a part of the family by now.

"Mmm smells so good," he says as he walks into the kitchen. Jimin places the plates on the table and gestures for Hoseok to sit down.

"How was you last lesson?" Jimin asks as he stuffs his mouth with food.

"As usual, nothing speciel to be honest," he replies.

Jimin wants to dig deeper, knowing that it was art Hoseok had in the final lesson, but he holds himself back.

They eat on and talk like the usually do. It's one of the things Jimin find very strong about their relationship; they always have something to talk about.

Hoseok mentiones something about a party on Friday, but Jimin is lost in watching the elder's lips move so he doesn't really catch the details.

"Jimin?" Hoseok then breaks him from his daze.

"Sorry, what?"

Hoseok chuckles at the sight of Jimin being totally lost.

"I asked, would you go to the party with me? Jisoo and Hwasa will be there too," Hoseok states.

"Oh, yeah sure it has been a while since we went to a party," Jimin agrees and gets up to take the plates away.

"It's not far from here, so I guess we can just walk there... what should we wear?" Hoseok taps a finger against his chin as he brainstorms.

He doesn't really notice the slow walk Jimin is making towards him after having put the dishes away, but he sure does when the younger places himself over Hoseok's lap.

He immediately kisses Hoseok deeply to rip him of the opportunity to protest. The elder doesn't stop him though, he just holds around Jimin's waist as they make out.

Jimin tilts his head to deepen the kiss and he feels Hoseok lower his hand so he can squeeze Jimin's bum.

Excitement runs through the blonde's body right away and he presses harder against Hoseok's lips if that's even possible.

This feels so different than the countless of other kisses Jimin has received through his life. This doesn't just make his body burn, it makes his heart jump around in happiness.

Hoseok grunts slightly as he shifts in his seat and grabs a hold on top of Jimin's thigh. He squeezes it so tightly that Jimin flinched just a little, but keeps kissing the other.

This though, makes Hoseok open his eyes immediately and he breaks the kiss.

They pant slightly and Jimin leans in to kiss again, but Hoseok misses his mouth and gives him a long peck on the cheek.

"I'm sorry, not today," Hoseok whispers.

"Why not?" Jimin mumbles out with a pout, Hoseok gulps before smiling. He places his finger under Jimin's chin and lifts his face up.

"I... Taehyung will be home soon anyway, right? Let's wait for another time," Hoseok explains and pecks Jimin's lip.

The elder nods and gets up, taking Hoseok's hand before dragging him up to his room.

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It's evening and Jungkook and Taehyung are resting on the couch. Taehyung is switching through the channels, not seeing anything interesting in particular. His head is resting on Jungkook's chest.

The younger is looking at his phone, going through some mails from work he didn't get finished earlier.

"Why won't they show anything without commercials? It's like 1 minute of movie and then an hour of commercial..." Taehyung sighs and throws the remote on the sofa table.

Jungkook just hums and keeps scrolling on his phone. Taehyung turns his head so he's looking up at Jungkook.

He's wearing glasses and his hair is cutely ruffled with a lot of curls.

"What can be so important that you ignore your husband?" the brunette asks amused. He knows just what buttons to push to make Jungkook pay attention to him.

Jungkook smirks and finishes just one more mail before shutting his phone and throwing it aimlessly on the couch.

"Mmm does my husband need my presence? Was the TV being too mean?" he asks and smiles when Taehyung lifts himself up on his elbows so they are face to face.

Their lips meet in a few pecks and giggles in between. Jungkook hugs tightly around Taehyung's waist to keep him as close as possible.

"Are Jin and Namjoon picking up their baby tomorrow?" Jungkook asks and earns another kiss before Taehyung falls back against his chest.

"Yes, I'm so excited to see her. She's just a baby ~ it's been so long since Jimin was like that," Taehyung sighs fondly.

Jungkook chuckles, "I almost can't imagine him as a baby, since I have only seen him as a kid."

"He was chuppy."

"I could imagine," Jungkook giggles.

"Are you shaming me??" Jimin comes down the stairs and puts a hand on his chest, pretending to be offended.

"Just a little," Taehyung chuckles as he watches Jimin sit down on the other side of the couch.

"By the way, two weekends from now, the baptism of the girl will happen, so you better both be free," Taehyung says.

The others hum in agreement and Jimin takes the remote to start Netflix.

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