Right after work was done, Hoseok brings in a bouquet of flowers in his delicate hand. The flowery scent isn't as alluring as a Lancôme's perfume yet it was beautiful and fresh.

The perfect rose and lilies combined in a single bouquet.

He wait and waits until the door opens to great him. He waits for the boy with mint hair to welcome him inside and to see how much he improves in terms of style and personality.

"Hello-"

Ah. Jimin. Not Yoongi but Jimin was the one who opened the door.

"Come in, Hoseok." This wasn't Jimin's House, it was Yoongi's. He didn't like the way Jimin welcomes him like it's his own.

"Yoongi is changing his clothes."

Hoseok knew they fuck as friends. It's been a while but their relationship never fails to clutch his heart. Well- at least ever since Yoongi's last visit he felt a tad of warmth in his chest.

He patiently waits just like what Jimin told him to do. But even him wasn't blind to know the true feelings he had.

Those flowers.

Beautiful- beautiful flowers.

That's when Yoongi came down. He wore nothing but hoods and soft materials. Kinda what you would wear at home everyday. His lips formed an o when he saw his guest.

"I came to great you." The handle of the flowers were clutch.

"I can see that." He took the flowers and puts it on the counter.

Hoseok was lost at words. What was he going to say again? He already forgot the script.

"So why are you here?"

Hoseok inhales deeply. He doesn't know. He used to but now he had forgotten.

"Uhm.. can I ask why Jimin is here?"

His attention moves to Jimin.

Oh.

Those shirt didn't belong to him. He remembers clearly those were the clothes Yoongi wore a few days ago and posted it on his Instagram. Yes, he remembers little things clearly especially the ones he absolutely loves with his entire soul.

"I'm assuming you two just had sex?"

Jimin's lips curled before nodding, slowly. Jimin felt no guilt nor embarrassment in admiring. "Actually, We're a couple now."

Oh.

Hoseok turns to the minty boy. He expects answers he wants to hear, nothing that could be seen as an agreement to Jimin's statement. To his surprise- not even a surprise, Yoongi didn't nod nor did he agree to anything.

"We had sex. But I love him." He sighs, closing his eyes for a few seconds before he looks up again to Hoseok had his eyes widen, surprised.

"I-I.. I'm disturbing. I'll leave." And he decides to stand up.

"No. No Hoseok." Jimin stops him. He brings himself close to him. "Yoongi has more to say."

"I love him but that doesn't mean I don't love you too, Hoseok." Yoongi stares at him, his eyes sharpen seriously.

Hoseok didn't understand. "Please translate your words better, Yoongi." He couldn't understand

"He loves you." Jimin explains, leaning his lips to attach. "And I love you too." As he finishes, he presses again.

It wasn't like they hadn't did this before. They felt heat burns their gums when tongues inserted one another. "Mmh." Wet noises and lips biting was enough for them to bond even closer- closer than they could ever had. They could feel each other's breath, nose rubbing after a while of impatient for more than a deep kiss.

Finally. Finally they feel the need of inhalation. When they pull away it felt empty, like souls have been pulled apart when they shouldn't have. Hoseok finally confirms this feeling was love. Maybe love. This feeling should've only to Yoongi but here he is, feeling the need of Jimin's love too.

"Hoseok." Yoongi sits next to him, his chest leans closer to the other before he felt a touch on his forehead before a few swipes of his distracting little hairs were did to him. "Listen, I had a talk with Jimin. We love each other but we feel incomplete with you."

Hoseok could say the same thing.

Yoongi did the same thing as Jimin did previously. Kissing each other lovingly. But Hoseok finally feels it again, the completeness when someone's lips were against his. He felt the love he had with Jimin as well as Yoongi.

It was a deep kiss with a large full of French in the middle. They tilt their heads to complete it. They started in a soft- delicate play of lips against lips before one of them would teasingly pull away every second and the other would chase after the missing touch.

"Fuck you." That was what happened to Yoongi when he got tease too much.

Unfortunately their session has to be cut short. A large disappointment folds their stomach but it was an important call from the hospital that's mandatory to be answered.

"Doctor, you need to come here. There's been an accident near Seoul High but and patient is on the way"

"Alright, any idea who the patient is?"

Hoseok quickly ends the call. He has never look too drowned in distress before but yet here he is.

"What's wrong? Who is it?" Both question was asked by Jimin but Yoongi had the same thought.

"It's Taehyung. He had an accident."

He quickly took his coat.

"Judging from the ID, It's Kim Taehyung, Sir."

His mind couldn't panic more.