"What's the matter? Never been in an apartment before?" Jungkook asked in a teasing voice.

Taehyung approached the large window that showed the sunset in the distance. The city looked beautiful in the light but he knew during the nighttime it would look ten times prettier.

"I have, but you just have such a pretty view."

Jungkook stood next to him, "Yeah. I do. Such a shame I barely get to enjoy it. These twelve-your shifts are not it."

"Yeah that's true."

"So are you ready for food?"

"Yes, sure. Do you need help?"

"No, I've got it. Feel free to have a seat on the couch and turn on the tv. I have every single app you can think off which is ridiculous considering I don't have time to see any of it."

Taehyung nodded as Jungkook went to the kitchen rambling. He was a talker for sure. While the talk it's e boy was in the kitchen he took the opportunity to look around the apartment.

The walls were a creamy beige and his furniture all black. It was a good color combination. It looked simple yet elegant.

Jungkook had suggested coming over to his house instead, but Taehyung had quickly declined. He didn't want him to know him that personally yet.

He figured if he came over to Jungkook's it would be easier to separate their lives. He couldn't allow himself to get attached. Not yet, he wasn't ready to find love again.

Not after—

"Ta-da!" Jungkook screamed, bringing out a tray of subs.

"Wow. So we're having sub pizzas?" Taehyung laughed.

"What? No. They're...oh shit. They are basically pizzas on a sub bun! I'm so sorry. If you can't tell, I really like pizzas." He murmured mortified.

"That's cool. I like pizza."

"Even on a sub bun?"

"Yeah. Even then."

Jungkook put the gray down on his center table and moved it closer towards the couch. "Are you sure you want to eat here?" Taehyung asked.

"Yeah. The advantage of having black couches is that you can't see the stains." He grinned.

"Oh. Yeah I suppose."

"Kidding. I'm not a messy eater. Are you?"

"Not at all."

"Good. What do you want to watch?" Jungkook asked, turning on the tv.

"Whatever is fine."

"Hmm. Let's see, are you in the mood for something funny? Romantic? Scary? I do enjoy creepy shit."

Once he looked at Taehyung's face of disapproval he quickly changed his mind. "You're not a fan of scary movies."

"I don't mind them. They just bring back unpleasant memories."

"Well, we don't want that. How about we just watch this?" He asked, pointing to the tv.

Taehyung cracked a smile as the obnoxious commercial trying to advertise an item that would never work played.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. I love watching these and critiquing them. I've actually fallen as a victim on some of the items they promoted. Don't believe what you see on tv."

"Of course that's a given." He laughed.

They started eating and Jungkook quickly noticed he hadn't even offered a drink. "I'm sorry! What would you like to drink? You could've choked on your food and I'm such a rude host."

"You know the protocol for that. I will be okay."

"Yeah, but I really don't want to choke you on our first date. However, I guess that would mean I have to put my lips on yours to give you breaths. Go ahead and choke!"

Taehyung felt his face get slightly flushed at his comment. He cleared his throat rapidly changing the topic.

"Matter of fact I don't want to choke so I'll just have some water."

"Okay be right back." He announced getting up quickly.

As he walked away, Taehyung realized that he had probably dressed a little too formal for a date at an apartment.

Jungkook wore black sweats and a t-shirt while he wore his usual loose pants and buttoned up shirt. Definitely overdressed for something so casual.

"Here you go. Cheers." Jungkook said bringing back a wine glass with water. He had one too with a clear bubbly drink.

"You didn't have to serve it on a wine glass." He chuckled.

"I know but fancy." He said as they lightly tapped each other's glasses.

"Ahh. Refreshing." Jungkook mumbled satisfied.

"What is it?"

"Only the best drink in the world. Sprite."

Taehyung wrinkled his nose, "Oh no. That's the worst drink in the world."

"What? Are you kidding me?"

"It tastes like mop water." He said with a shiver down his back.

"I'm deeply concerned with how you came to that conclusion, but it's surpassed by the deep offense I have for insulting my favorite drink."

Taehyung laughed as he took another sip of water. "Sorry if that's the deal breaker."

Jungkook cheesed hard, "No way in hell. I don't think a thing about you is a deal breaker."

Taehyung could feel himself getting flustered again. He nervously drank more water though he didn't need to. Why was he so awkward?

They continued to eat and chat about the horrible commercials. Before they knew it, the tray was empty and their tummies full.

"I don't think that works at all." Taehyung commented.

"Are you kidding me? I think it's possible."

"To slice a whole pineapple in half? What is this? Fruit Ninja?"

"Fruit Ninja? What's that?"

"Are you shitting me? If you don't know about the greatest game ever made to kill time then I can't talk to you. Sorry but this is a deal breaker for meZl

"Oh come on! I can learn. Teach me the Fruit Ninja ways. I will conquer that game. Give this poor soul a chance!"

Taehyung giggled, "I don't know I might."

"Let me change your mind then." Jungkook said slowly leaning in.

Taehyung stopped laughing and suddenly the tv background noise wasn't loud enough to disguise his beating heart rate.

"I have pizza breath." Taehyung whispered embarrassedly.

Jungkook smiled, pulling out a pack of breath refreshers. "I am prepared this time." He mumbled pulling a breath strip out and placing it in his mouth.

It wasn't meant to be sexy or seductive, but the way his pretty moist lips opened up caused a shit ton of emotions in Taehyung's body.

"Do you want one?"

Though he was trying to take it slow, he couldn't decline this offer. It would be a crime to pass on the opportunity to kiss this man on the lips.

So he took a breath strip too and as soon as he did Jungkook moved closer. "So how about this, if my kiss doesn't persuade you then I accept my defeat."

"I'm a good kisser and pretty judgmental. I've had some shitty kisses. I'm warning you." Taehyung said nervously.

Jungkook smirked, "You've only had shitty kisses because you've never kissed me."

He closed the space between them and Taehyung didn't think he needed his mouth against his as much as he did.

They kissed for a while. Even though it started romantic at first it quickly escalated. Before he knew it Jungkook broke their kiss to push the center table away to give them more room before quickly connecting their lips again.

Not even the loud glass shattering on the table caused them to stop. It wasn't until Taehyung's hands started roaming his body that he quickly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook said a bit breathlessly.

"I can't. I like you, but I don't want to move too fast."

Jungkook nodded, "Yes of course. I understand."

"I just got out of a long term relationship last year. I didn't think I could like someone as much as I like you now—"

Jungkook smiled sweetly, putting his hand over his. "I understand. I don't want to move too fast either. I like you a lot too and want to do the right thing."

"Thanks."

"Shit. I broke one of my wine glasses again." Jungkook chuckled.

"You break them a lot?" Taehyung wondered with a teasing smile.

"Yes unfortunately when my friends and I have happy hour we always end up breaking shit."

"Come on then. Let's clean it up."

"That sounds good."

Taehyung didn't think this would go as well as it did. He assumed after the whole relationship thing was brought up things would be awkward, but Jungkook hadn't made them that way.

Maybe this was a good thing for him. Maybe opening up his heart to Jungkook would be rewarding.

•••

"Today's special is an oat milk espresso and unfortunately another brown sugar muffin. Sorry, you just have so many allergies I can't find sweets that are allergy friendly."

"Don't worry. I really like the sugar muffin. The expresso sounds good." Yoongi smiled while taking the drink for him.

"So?"

"I like it. It's a fair five out of ten."

"Noted." Jimin grinned, taking a sip of his.

Yoongi started devouring his muffin completely unaware that he was being watched. He grew immediately self conscious and wiped the sugar off his mouth.

"I don't normally eat like this. Or with my mouth full. It's just so good I—"

Jimin laughed, "Don't worry silly. It's okay. I'm really glad you enjoyed it. You can have mine too."

"No you don't have to...I'm not a fatass. I swear."

"No one said that. You can have it because I actually had lunch before coming over. I didn't eat breakfast this morning so after class I was starving."

"Well, thank you. I will take it. How's class by the way?"

"Great. I am still on top of my class. I'm a little nervous about the semester's final tests though. They're always nerve wrecking."

"If you're on top of your class I'm sure you'll be fine. You're smart."

"Why thank you fake boyfriend."

Yoongi laughed, but he couldn't help feeling slightly disappointed at the fake part. It wasn't a lie, this was all fake. So why did it sting to hear it out of Jimin's mouth?

"Listen, so Saturday I have a plan that you're going to love!"

"Really? What?"

"Honestly, I am disappointed in myself for taking so long to check this off your list. Number two: watch the stars with someone."

Yoongi smiled, "Really? You would do that with me?"

"Yes. I love watching the stars! I'm sorry it's taken me this long but I have a fair reason."

"Don't apologize. You're so...sweet."

"Thank you. I try to. It's just going to be so fun!"

"Yes I can imagine."

"Ahh. I'm all out of energy. Can I lay back?"

"Sure." Yoongi said.

Jimin sighed, falling back on his bed. His shirt slightly rose up exposing the lower part of his stomach. Yoongi swallowed his nervous arousal.

If he laid back next to Jimin would that be weird? Even worse, would Jimin get up immediately and leave him there?

"What's the matter? Never seen a belly button?" Jimin teased.

Yoongi quickly took his eyes off his abdomen and looked at the wall in front of him. "No it's just that you have an elephant on your stomach."

"An elephant?" He shrieked confused.

"Yeah. It's when you connect two of your moles and it looks like an elephant's trunk."

"What? Show me." He said propping himself up but still laying on the bed.

Yoongi cleared his throat as he slowly reached over to his exposed skin. He was so close to his—

"Like that see." Yoongi nervously said softly pinching his skin.

Jimin tilted his head to the side confused but once he saw it, he smiled. "Ahh! I see it! That's funny!"

"Yeah." Yoongi timidly replied, pulling his hand back.

"Do you have any?"

"Only one."

"Where? Let me see!"

"It's right under my nipple."

"Ooh let me see."

Yoongi almost did, only to realize that for that he'd have to pull his shirt up. His nightmare was still engraved in his brain.

"Well, you see I—uhh—showing you my nipple is kind of personal and—"

"Are you nervous about showing you your nipple virgin boy?" He teased leaning closer.

"Uhh—well I have really weird nipples and—they're not weird. They're a pretty light brown color and they look normal. They're not deformed or anything. They're—"

"Come on. Show me your sexy weird ass nipples."

"Wait what?" Yoongi asked.

Jimin grinned, "I said—"

"Let me fuck the shit out of you."

Yoongi's eyes widened shaking his head. Was he hearing shit? Was Jimin actually saying this or was his hormonal brain tricking him?

"I'm sorry. I don't think I heard right."

Jimin grabbed his face, forcing them to make eye contact. Yoongi's heart raced at his warm touch. Was this what it felt like to be held by an angel?

"I said, 'don't let me stop you from showing me your weird deformed nips', but I was only kidding." He laughed.

Yoongi didn't laugh. His brain couldn't process this. Jimin was still holding him, he was looking him right in the eye and they were centimeters away.

This was the part of the romantic movie where the two main characters start making out and having hot passionate sex.

Jimin's eyes slowly softened and he analyzed his features. Yoongi was pretty and ethereal to see. It was such a shame he hadn't noticed before.

Before he knew it, his eyes were scanning his plumped lips and they were getting closer to the point Yoongi's unsteady breath was brushing his lips.

"Yoongi it's time—"

"Oh fuck!" Yoongi screamed once he felt Jimin's head crash on his.

"I'm sorry! Did I hit you hard?" He asked, rubbing his own forehead.

"No. It's...you have a really hard head."

"I'm sorry."

"It's time for your afflovest." Chan nervously said. He really had to knock louder because for some reason he kept walking in at the wrong times every single time.

"Oh! Well, let me not entertain you anymore. I—I better get going so you do your treatment. I'll come tomorrow because I have something to show you. I'll text you the time. Uh, bye Yoongi."

Yoongi nodded with a shy wave as Jimin left the room. Chan stood in the corner with his hands clasped together.

"For future references, do you want me to call instead of knocking? I—I keep walking in at the wrong times."

"Uhh no. Sorry. That was..." probably the best moment of my life but now thanks to you it's ruined. "Nothing. Maybe next time don't call or come in."

His brain might've tricked him about what Jimin was saying, but him holding his face and looking into his eyes hadn't been a trick. It had been real.

"I—I'm sorry I can't do that. Taehyung says that I have to check on you at all times—"

"I know. I was kidding. I'll do my afflovest now."

"Okay thanks. I'll check on you in around 15 minutes."

Yoongi gave him a thumbs up and once he left, he grabbed a pillow and squealed. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him, but it felt like Jimin had felt what he did too.

Nothing but sparks.