"I've got drinks!" Jungkook beamed dragging a box of beers out to the living room.

"Are you sure your parents won't come home?" Namjoon asked.

"I'm sure. They're on a mini honey moon or whatever. They won't be back trust me." He grinned.

The group of friends grabbed a beer except for Nayeon and Jimin who sat across from each other.

At one point, they caught eyes and Nayeon had to look away before she melted in front of him. Her face turned bright red and she could feel it.

"Tae, you want one?" Jungkook offered.

Taehyung was staring at his phone screen with a blank expression in his eyes. "Whats the matter?" He asked.

Taehyung gulped and quickly locked his phone. "Nothing. I'll be right back." He told as he walked out. Jungkook wanted to follow him out, but he had recognized his tone of voice. He knew he needed to be alone.

"Alright, let's pick roommates! I'm staying with, Taehyung." Jungkook added as he opened up his beer.

"Jin and I are staying together. You can stay with us, Nayeon." Hoseok said wiggling his eyebrows.

"Who said we would stay together?" Jin shrieked.

"I said so."

"Well fuck me, huh? What about my roommate?" Namjoon spoke offended.

"Oh, that's right. You can room in with, Jimin. I forgot Yoongi is here." Hoseok smirked.

Yoongi rolled his eyes and Nayeon finally spoke up, "I'm actually leaving. I just drove Jin's car here because you are all too wasted to drive."

"You can't leave us." Jungkook said.

"Yeah, how will you leave either way? We only brought two cars." Jin said.

"I'm calling an Uber."

"Why when you can stay here?"

Nayeon pressed her lips together and glanced at Yoongi and Jimin. The last thing she wanted was to ruin their night.

"Fine. I'll stay and room in with, Namjoon. I'm going to get out of this tight shit. I'm taking a shirt Jeon." She stated walking by.

"If...if you want I can stay with someone else." Namjoon said looking at Yoongi.

"It's fine. Just don't try something she's not comfortable with." He warned.

"I won't. I promise."

Jimin was in the corner of the sofa fidgeting with his fingers. He had to bite his lip to stop himself from smiling.

He had spent the night with Yoongi multiple times, but tonight just felt different. And he didn't know how to explain it.

"Where's Taehyung?" Jin asked breaking the silence.

"He had to do something. He will be back." Jungkook responded. He hoped he did anyways.

•••

"There you are. Where were you?" Jungkook asked as Taheyung walked in the room.

It had been almost an hour since he left. The group of friends had finished the box of beers and were half way asleep and went to their rooms.

Taehyung's eyes were red along with the tip of his nose. His cheeks were flushed and his forehead sweaty.

"Why were you crying? Did something happen?" He whispered.

Taehyung simply wrapped his arms around the younger and closed his eyes while gulping. "Just hug me for a while, yeah? We can talk later." He whispered.

Jungkook nodded and wrapped his arms around his waist resting his head against his shoulder.

Jin was walking down the hallways when he heard soft sniffles coming from Jungkook's room. He became concerned and leaned over the door to hear what was happening.

"Are you spying now?" Hoseok teased from behind.

Jin stepped back rolling his eyes and walked back to the room. Hoseok sighed and followed him behind closing the room door.

He was laying in the bed with his phone out compl tele ignoring him. Then, he suddenly felt Hoseok staring at him.

He was in front of him shirtless with some gym shorts hanging loosely around his waist. Jin gulped down nervously and focused back on his phone.

"Do you not like me anymore?" Hoseok asked.

"What?" Jin asked confused putting his phone down and looking at him.

"I feel like you don't like me anymore. We used to be so close, but lately you've been acting so distant. Did I do something?"

Jin felt guilty seeing Hoseok so sad all of the sudden. They often joked around and hadn't had a serious conversation like this in so long.

"No. Of course not. I'm so sorry you feel that way. I just..." how do you confess to your long time best friend that you like him?

"I'm just stressed with finals. I still don't know what I want to do and I feel like I need to know. Almost everyone knows the career they're taking except me."

Hoseok smiled and jumped in the bed beside him. "Don't worry about that. You don't need to know just yet. You have a whole life ahead of you. Take your time. It's fine." He encouraged.

Jin smiled too. Even though that wasn't the only thing that was worrying him, it comfort him to hear those words.

"Thank you."

"Yeah, sure. You have to turn off the lights." He said sticking his tongue out and getting under the covers.

"Fuck off," Jin laughed getting up to get the lights.

He walked back to the bed and got under the covers himself. His heart started beating fast when Hoseok wrapped his arms and leg around him

Please don't get a boner. Jin pleaded in his mind. Hoseok was totally unaware of how many emotions he was causing him.

"Goodnight, Jin." He mumbled half asleep. Jin gulped attempting to control his breathing. "Goodnight, Hoseok."

•••

Nayeon untied her hair letting messily fall over her. She had a wet paper towel at hand wiping the makeup off her face.

"You can have the bed. I will stay on the floor. I don't mind." Namjoon said as he closed the door behind.

He would've stayed in the couch, but he knew it would be a bad idea with his friends in the same house. He would probably wake up to a penis drawn on his face.

"Or I can stay in the couch." He added hoping to not make her uncomfortable.

Nayeon turned around still wiping her face. She looked a beautiful mess or so he thought. "You can stay in the bed with me. I wouldn't want you to stay on the floor because it's not fair. I don't mind."

"Are you sure? Because I don't want you to feel like—"

"I'm sure." She replied.

He nodded and waited for her to finish. She then got in the bed and looked at him who was still standing by the light switch.

"Can you get the lights?" She asked.

He nodded once again and turned off the lights. Then slowly made his way to the bed and avoided touching her to not seem like a perv.

"I didn't know you were so nice." She said in the darkness.

Namjoon smiled, "You never gave me a chance to show you."

Nayeon smiled in the return closing her eyes. However, her smile slowly faded when she thought of Jimin.

Was he kissing Yoongi now? Was he hugging him? Touching him? The thought of it sunk her heart to her feet.

While Nayeon was heartbroken thinking of him, Jimin was nervously sitting on the bed waiting for Yoongi.

When he heard the doorknob turn he instantly got up and looked towards that direction. "Sorry it took so long. Namjoon was in the bathroom."

"It's fine." He smiled.

Yoongi approached him pulling him in for kiss. His arms were wrapped around his tiny waist. It took Jimin by surprise, but he didn't mind at all.

At first, the kiss was very sweet and gentle. Until, it slowly progressed to a needy passionate kiss.

Yoongi bit his lower lip causing Jimin to quietly whimper. His tongue seductively explored his mouth.

Jimin felt his whole face turn red. He didn't know what to do with his tongue in his mouth. Yoongi pulled away breathing fast. He could feel that Jimin had become aroused too.

"You look so beautiful. You look so innocent it's fucking me up. Fuck." He told pulling him closer.

"I want to take off all of your clothes." He added in a shaky voice. He hoped that the comment didn't make Jimin feel uneasy.

Jimin blinked several times the warmness in his stomach spreading to his pants. His heart was beating so fast that he didn't know what to do.

He had never felt this before and he literally craved for Yoongi to do everything he was saying. "What's stopping you?" He whispered back.

"Fuck," Yoongi cursed connecting his lips back into his. He caresses his face then his hands slowly traveled down his body to his thighs.

Jimin whimpered again only arousing him more. He traced his fingers up his zipper and lightly but his lip once again.

It wasn't until Jimin stepped closer that Yoongi started to unbutton his jean jacket that he felt the condoms in his pocket.

He pulled away and looked down to see the outline. "Condoms?" He asked looking up. He knew that Jimin wouldn't have packed them on purpose.

"My-my dad gave them to me."

"For what?" He wondered. He knew it wasn't for them two and then it suddenly clicked. "He gave them to you because of, Nayeon, right?"

He nodded embarrassed. A sudden knock startled them both. Jimin quickly ran to the closet to hide afraid of who was at the door

Yoongi fixed his boner before opening the door to find, Jungkook. "Why're you breathing so fast? Are you watching porn you sicko?" He joked.

"I was about to until you interrupted."

"Ew. Isn't Jimin here?"

"Sure, we were going to make porn ourselves."

Jungkook peeked in the room and didn't see Jimin anywhere. "Yeah, right. I just came for a pillow." He said with a grin and then walking in to grab a pillow.

"Why're you taking my pillow? What if I want to sleep on that one?"

"Taehyung only likes to sleep on this one. So, sorry." He shrugged walking back out. Yoongi shut the door and looked at the closet.

He walked to it opening it up. "He's gone." He said stretching his hand at him. Jimin took it and stepped out.

"Sorry if the condom thing ruined the moment." He apologized.

Yoongi shook his head kissing him. "It's okay. I don't want to rush things with you either way. I really like you and I want to respect you. I want you to be a hundred percent sure that you want to do this with me. I don't want you to give me your virginity and then regret it later. It's something special that you should only do with someone that truly deserve it."

Jimin blushed wrapping his arms around his neck. Yoongi melted into the hug taking a sniff of his sweet scent.

"That doesn't mean we can't sleep without clothes though." Yoongi said against his ear. The words sent shivers down Jimin's spine.

Jimin slowly removed his jacket and Yoongi removed his shirt. They watched each other get undressed their hearts speeding.

When they were both left in the boxers, Yoongi slowly traced his fingers up and down Jimin's abdomen.

"You're so perfect." He told. He had never seen such perfection. Jimin held his breath nervously. No one had ever been so close to him like this.

Yoongi held his hand and led him to the bed where they laid down. He didn't turn off the lights because he wanted to admire him a little longer.

Time with him was endless. He could stare at him until the sun rose again and it wouldn't be enough.

"What are you looking at?" Jimin wondered with a smile.

"You." He simply stated reaching to touch his face again.

"Please never stop looking at me like there's no one else in the world, but me."