"Do you want some tea? Coffee? Cake? Pie? Cookies? My love?" Hoseok asked his eyes full of hope.

"I will have a cup of tea if that's not too much to ask for." Namjoon said shyly.

"Of course not silly! You can have whatever you want." He gushed giving him a big kiss and heading to the kitchen.

Jin sat on Namjoon's other side with a smile, "He will always try to over feed you. Although, I'm the cooker in the relationship."

"Ahhh, good thing you cook because I sure can't. I'm clumsy as shit." Namjoon admitted with a laugh.

"It's totally okay. I don't mind cooking for the three of us."

"Good." Namjoon said as he looked at Jin's collarbone. He was wearing a loose white v neck that exposed most of his chest.

There he saw a purple love mark right under his bone. Jin noticed him staring and quickly pulled up his shirt.

"Sorry." He told embarrassed.

"For what?" Namjoon wondered.

"For the uh..." Jin scratched the back of his head nervously. He still didn't know how to act around Namjoon when the topic of sex came up.

He didn't want to show him stuff that will make him uncomfortable. "The hickey?"
Namjoon added calmly.

"Yeah, Hoseok got carried away last night and...fuck, sorry for bringing it up."

Namjoon smiled sweetly, "You're too cute. It doesn't bother me. I know that Hoseok and you have sex. I know people around me have sex. I'm not disgusted at it. It's fine. Don't worry."

"Sorry, I just don't want to make you uncomfortable with all the sex talk. I don't want to be insensitive towards your feelings."

Namjoon pulled him in for a hug planting a kiss on his cheek. "Stop apologizing it's okay. I don't mind it."

"What are we talking about?" Hoseok asked as he walked in with a cup of tea at hand.

"Your house-"

"Sex-"

Jin covered his mouth as soon as he said that. "Our house sex?" Hoseok asked handing him the cup.

"No, no, well, we were actually talking about the hickey on Jin's collarbone. Jin felt uncomfortable talking about it, but I let him know that I don't mind. You guys can tell me anything. Just don't ask me for sex advice because I haven't had sex since I was sixteen so, yeah."

Hoseok giggled, "Okay, we promise not to ask for advice."

"Your post on Instagram was brave. I'm glad you're able to freely admit your sexuality." Jin said.

"Yeah, it was uh weird to get so many good compliments. I didn't know I would get that much support."

"People are more accepting now. Our society is still shitty don't get me wrong. But, it's less shitty." Hoseok grinned.

"I agree. I'm glad I talked to you that night at the party, Namjoon." Jin said remembering the sweet scene.

"And I'm glad I'm not a jealous bitch and like you too. Well, I'm still jealous just not of you."
Hoseok admitted.

The three of them sat together laughed and talked. At one point Namjoon stopped and admired them both.

Some people you just didn't want them to be temporary in your life.

•••

"Hi," Taehyung said as Jungkook sat next to him.

"Hey! I love your outfit." Jungkook grinned. Taehyung wore an orange velvet shirt with ripped black jeans.

There was glitter plastered all over his chest and face. "Thank you. I know you're wondering how the fuck I know what colors I'm wearing huh?"

"No, no," Jungkook embarrassedly said. He truly was curious but just didn't want to seem rude.

He had already asked Taehyung about his black and white pictures and didn't want to seem thoughtless by asking more questions.

"I know you're wondering. Like who the fuck tells this guy if he's matching or not huh? How does he even know his contacts match? Are you saying I can't do shit because all I see is black and white?"

Jungkook took a deep breath shaking his head no, "Oh my fuck no. That's-that's not what I meant at all. I just love your style and wanted to compliment it! I swear! I swear on my fucking toes and trust me I love my toes so you best believe that I'm not lying."

Taehyung snickered mischievously. Jungkook looked at him confused and a bit triggered. "I'm messing. You're too cute when embarrassed."

"Are you trying to trick me into believing that you're messing so that I can laugh and then you can be like, 'you heartless fucker why are you laughing?'"

"No, I was kidding I swear. I swear on my fingers and just know that I love my fingers." He smirked holding them up.

Jungkook gulped as he looked at his hand. His fingers were long and slender. He couldn't help to fantasized of that they could do.

"What?" Taehyung teased knowing exactly what he was doing.

"N-nothing." He timidly responded.

"To answer your question, I read the tags off my clothes. I only shop from certain places anyways. So, I rely on what the tag says. I'm pretty sure one day they're going to make a mistake and the shirt won't be the color that's on the tag, but that's okay I guess. Jimin use to help me dress you know back when we were friends." He mumbled quietly.

Jungkook tried to quickly think of something to say to comfort him. He could clearly see he was sad now.

"Jimin always said that black, orange, and red looks good on me. I hope he didn't lie. I wear these colors regularly." He added.

"He didn't lie. I might be biased, but I believe that every color looks good on you."

"Yeah, you're being very biased. I find that hard to believe." Taehyung laughed.

"Trust me, I'm not lying. You're so effortlessly beautiful that no matter what you wear you're stunning."

Taehyung looked down at his lap biting the inside of his lip. "You're too sweet."

"And don't worry you can always ask for my opinion when you're unsure." Jungkook whispered laying his head on his shoulder and wrapping his arms around Taehyung's arm.

"Thank you. I truly appreciate that."

"You need to give Jimin some time. He's a sweet person. He's just been hurt so many times and that's why he has such a tough shell. Everyone makes mistakes. I'm not justifying what you did, but I know that Jimin will eventually forgive you."

"I hope so."

"He will. Have faith. Also why did you want to hang out with me? Like a reason in specific? Or you just want me company don't you? Don't you?" He smiled poking his side.

Taehyung laughed and squirmed, "Stop it. Well, yeah but I also wanted to show you something."

"Okay, what is it?"

Taehyung pulled out his phone and handed it to him. The message that he had received from the photographer was on display.

Jungoook read it attentively his eyes widening. "That's great! You should do it!"

"I don't know."

"Why?"

"I've been an escort for a while now and I'm not sure I'll be good doing something else."

"You're a natural at photographs. If you want to do it, go ahead. Don't doubt yourself."

"What if I'm not good at it? It's going to sound stupid, but if I do it they're going to post those pictures in color and I don't know. I don't know." He mumbled embarrassed.

"What you're describing right now is called fear. I am going to support you no matter what decision you make. Don't be afraid of trying new things. You were brave enough to confront Jimin and I bet that now that you did it you wish you would've done it earlier, am I right?"

"Yes,"

"There you go. Don't let this be the case again."

"Okay, I'm-I'm going to message him back."

Jungkook smiled satisfied, "I'm glad. Hey, I also saw that you removed your sex offers from your page."

Taehyung nodded, "Yeah. I did. It just didn't feel right doing that anymore."

"You want to know something?" He asked. Taehyung nodded as Jungkook intertwined his hand on his. He leaned over to Taehyung's ear to whisper.

"If there's another life aside from this one, I want to find you again."