"What's the emergency?" Namjoon asked as he stepped out of his vehicle.

Jin rushed towards him with a folded piece of paper. "You forgot this at your last appointment."

Namjoon opened it up and read an advertisement for the dentist office he worked at. His appointment has been weeks ago.

"What's this for?"

Jin looked at Namjoon from head to toe. He had told him to wear workout clothes but Namjoon's color choice was weird.

Bright red gym shorts with a matching bright red t-shirt. He loved the fact that Namjoon hadn't questioned them meeting in a random parking lot or that he asked him to wear sporty clothes.

"So you can promote our business. We're accepting new patients."

"What?" Namjoon asked,  still confused.

"Did you not hear me?"

"Yeah. I heard every word but I'm still confused. This is the emergency?"

"You know, anyone could kidnap you."

Namjoon instantly went into a karate position, "I think not. I was a purple belt once and still got it in me."

Jin rolled his eyes, "Oh please. I'm so scared. Get in the car. I just pumped gas in mine and I'm trying to save it."

"Do you know how long it takes to get a purple belt? It took me two years! I could've gotten a black belt but then I broke my leg and we moved—"

"Hey! Focus. We're going to this address." Jin interrupted setting his phone on the holder Namjoon had.

His car smelled like cinnamon. Very sweet. Sickening sweet. He had fake vines on the front of his dashboard, a plant air freshener and on his car ceiling he had various poorly drawn pictures.

"Do you live in your car?" He asked, concerned. Now he felt bad for making him drive. Maybe he needed to save gas more than him.

"No. Why?"

"I mean, the pictures, the blankets in the back seat, the smell."

"Oh no. I just get cold sometimes so I keep a blanket in the back seat. I like sweet scents so that's the smell and the drawings are from my class."

Jin looked up again and spotted a stick figure with long limbs and a red tie. "Ahh. I see. That one definitely looks like you." He chuckled.

Namjoon smiled because it was unusual to see Jin smiling. But within two seconds he went back to his normal self.

"So are you going to start driving?"

"Huh? Yes. Where are we going exactly?" He asked as he buckled up.

"We're going to get our man back." Jin grinned.

"Uhh...elaborate."

"I was snooping around Jungkook's instagram and I saw a picture of his gym. After some digging I found the gym he attends. I then called the hospital and asked to speak to him and they told me that he doesn't come in until this afternoon. Then I proceed to ask Yoongi to ask our man if Jungkook goes to the gym in the morning. So long story short he does. Now we have to go see him up close to see what he has that we don't."

"I can think of a few things he has that we—"

"Hey! No negative thoughts! We're going to get strong and hulky like him."

"I think it's illegal to stalk people." Namjoon said unsure if this was the right call.

"We're not stalking him. We're simply going to the same gym as him. There's no harm there."

"I don't know. What if—?"

"Namjoon. This is to get our man back." Jin sternly said while grabbing his shoulders.

"You keep saying our man. I thought you wanted Hoseok all to yourself."

"I do, but now he's not mine or yours thanks to that sexy hulk. So in the meantime we need to get our man back. Aren't you mad Jungkook swept him off his feet without even trying? Don't you feel like a fucking loser bitch because you can't have Hoseok?"

Namjoon nodded, "Okay yeah. Yeah. I feel like a freaking loser. Okay. Let's get our man back." He  replied determinedly while turning on his radio.

Jin was shocked at the song that started playing. It was saying a lot of curse words and did not sound like something Namjoon would listen to.

In all reality he had expected Beethoven to start playing not this gangster rap music. As he looked over at Namjoon he didn't look like such a nerd.

This new determination in him made him look confident and slightly less annoying. It suited him well. That was until he opened his mouth.

"Like a legend once said, 'Hold on tight spider monkey.'"

Namjoon's smile slowly faded because Jin's face was blank. He almost looked disgusted and though he couldn't read his mind he knew what Jin was thinking.

So he cleared his throat putting his car in reverse. "Anyways, yeah let's get going."

The car ride was silent. Luckily, the gym was only five minutes away. As they got closer to the doors Jin's heart started racing.

"Hey! We're here to workout!" Namjoon grinned approaching the front desk lady.

Jin peeked around the sweaty muscular men and women until he spotted the sexy tattooed hulk. Fuck, looking at him made him understand why Hoseok was so into him.

That man was a menace to humanity!

"Are you guys members here?"

"Uhh no."

"Oh okay. Well, we have to sign you up first for a membership. I need to run and make more copies of the applications. I will be right back!"

"No problem thank—"

"Look at him!" Jin whispered, pulling Namjoon's shirt. 

Namjoon's eyes widened as he watched Jungkook squat down with weights. He couldn't tell how much it was from here but it was clearly over 150.

"Oh no." Namjoon said in panic.

"What? What happened?"

"What if we fall in love with Jungkook too?" He shrieked.

"What? Fall in lo..." Jin's voice trailed as he watched how effortlessly he squatted and the sweat dripping down his face and the facial expressions weren't helping.

"No! No, we have to stay strong. We will not fall in love with him. We love Hoseok, okay? The boy with the sunshine smile? Him. We love him, not some sexy hulk monster."

"Okay, okay." Namjoon whispered trying to control himself.

"Gentlemen, you can follow me this way."

They were taken to a small room where they filled out paperwork. Half way done, the lady spoke up again, startling them.

"We have a great deal two for one."

"We're not a couple." Jin corrected and was mortified.

Namjoon side-eyed him a little offended. What was so bad about her thinking they were dating?

"Oh no, I wasn't implying that. I just thought you guys would be interested in the offer. It's cheaper that way."

"Fine. That works." Jin said, returning his attention to the papers.

When they were done and their membership was completed, they were finally able to go workout.
Only to find out that Jungkook was already gone. Jin groaned, stomping his foot like a little kid.

"All that shit for nothing."

"We at least have a membership now. We can always return."

Jin looked at the workout machines and thought of how glorious Jungkook's body looked. He worked hard for that body. That only meant they had to as well.

"Nope. We're going to workout."

"Uhh...okay. I'm not really sure I know how to use half of these."

"It should be easy if Jungkook does it. Just copy everyone else, come on."

Namjoon scratched the back of his head not sure if this was a good idea. Still, he followed Jin behind to the scary machines that looked too complicated to use.

It was worth it if it was for Hoseok.

•••

"Hey! I've got a vanilla Frappuccino with a good old cinnamon muffin."

"Sounds yummy." Yoongi said as Jimin walked inside.

He set the tray down and Yoongi looked at him from head to toe. It was literally impossible to not check him out.

He wore a striped black and white t-shirt and blue jeans with black vans. The pretty jewelry around his neck and hands oddly enhanced his attractiveness.

When he turned around a strand of his hair slipped to his forehead. He adjusted his sunglasses on top of his head with a bright smile.

Jimin was beautiful.

"What's the matter?"

"Oh. Uh, nothing. I like your outfit."

"Thanks! I like yours too."

Yoongi looked down at his brown band t-shirt and gray sweats. The shirt was so worn out and loose it was kind of embarrassing.

His mom and friends always instead of buying him new clothes to which he always declined. He thought it was stupid to get all dressed up to be in a hospital room but now he was starting to wonder if he should take the offer.

"Yeah right. I look like I always do." He murmured with a light blush. He should've worn a different shirt.

"I think it looks good."

"Thanks." He said taking the drink and trying it. Hopefully the cold beverage would help ease the blush from his face.

"So what's your rating?"

"Umm...I don't know. I like it but I'm not crazy about it. Would I get it again? Probably not."

Jimin nodded, taking a sip, "Yeah. I get it. It's good but not outstanding."

They started eating the muffins and Yoongi suddenly spoke up. "So Jimin." He started a bit nervous.

Jimin looked up dropping a few crumbs from the muffin. "Shit." He murmured leaning over to pick them up.

His sunglasses fell on the floor and Yoongi quickly reached to get them. "Sorry I didn't mean to make a mess." Jimin apologized with a timid smile.

"No it's fine." He said.

"So what's up?"

"Well, Jeongyeon is having a promotion party. She's going to do it where we had my birthday party. I didn't know if you wanted to come."

Jimin stayed quiet for a little bit. The last conversation with his friends had been playing in the back of his head since that day.

Was he simply leading Yoongi on? Maybe it was best to break the fake relationship off and continue to just be friends.

That didn't mean they had to stop talking to each other. It would just set a few boundaries. Especially after the last night they hung out and held hands. That was probably confusing to Yoongi.

"You don't have to come." Yoongi added, noticing how long it was taking him to respond. Maybe he was tired of spending so much time with him. Maybe he felt forced.

"No it's not that. I just...I feel like we..."

The loud phone ring interrupted the conversation. In a way Jimin was slightly relieved. He didn't know if Yoongi would be hurt about breaking up.

Yoongi got up and put Jimin's sunglasses on the table. "Ahh. It's my mom. Sorry." He said, accepting the FaceTime call.

"Hi mom."

"Hey! So look at this!" She grinned while picking up a knitted blanket.

"That's pretty mom. I see you've been knitting more lately."

"Yes! It's for Jimin."

"Oh really?" Yoongi asked, glancing over at him. 

"Yeah! Remember, I've made you one, Jin, Jeongyeon, and Hoseok. Now it's Jimin's turn."

Jimin felt bad if he didn't greet her so he decided to stand next to Yoongi showing his face. His mom smiled happily.

"Ah! Hey Jimin! You're visiting him today."

"Yes ma'am. I heard you had a blanket for me."

Yoongi couldn't help but smile at their interactions. This made him like Jimin even more. He didn't have to be nice to his mom or carry on a conversation yet he did. That meant so much to Yoongi considering his family and friends were very important to him.

Roughly thirty minutes later, they were both done chatting with his mom. As Yoongi hung up the phone he thought about the conversation they were having before the call.

"What is it that you wanted to tell me?" Yoongi questioned.

Jimin forced a smile because how could he break up after he talked to his mom for thirty minutes? It just didn't seem right. He would just have to wait until a later time.

"Nothing. I was just going to tell you I would love to attend Jeongyeon's party. I love your friends and if they don't mind me being there I don't see why I can't go."

Yoongi grinned excitedly. Though he would've still had fun if Jimin didn't attend with him going it would be better.

"They certainly don't mind you being there. I will let you know the exact date once she makes up her mind."

"Great. Well, I'll let you know. I've got an upcoming quiz I need to study for."

Yoongi's smile faded a little, "Oh sure. I'm assuming you're going to spend good quality time with Chanyeol."

His heart stung every time he said Chanyeol's name. Even thinking of them two together holding hands, kissing, touching...it made him feel like he'd been kicked in the gut.

It made his skin crawl to ever think that Chanyeol would make love to him. The thought made him physically sick.

"No, we're not studying for this together. It's just me and my coffee." He chuckled holding the drink in the air.

Yoongi was relieved beyond words, he smiled nodding. "Good luck on your quiz. You're going to do great." He didn't realize that his body out of instinct reached over to to hold his hand.

Jimin looked down at it and Yoongi quickly let go. "You should get going before it's too late." He added to break the tension.

"Yeah. I'll see you later Yoongi. Take care."

When Jimin left his room, Yoongi sighed and noticed that he had forgotten his sunglasses. He picked them up and looked at them. 

The image of Jimin wearing them painted his mind. He looked so good with them on. He could just picture him right in front of him.

His face, his lips, his essence.

He wanted time to fly by to see his pretty face again. He wanted to touch his hands and trace his fingers all over his skin.

All these thoughts were making his heart race to unreasonable speeds. Looking at the sunglasses in his hands it hit him like a cold bucket of water.

Holy shit he was in love with Jimin.

He laughed falling back on the bed spreading his arms and legs. He didn't know what love was but this had to be it.

Yoongi kept the smile and jittery sensation in his stomach as he closed his eyes once again. Wanting to see Jimin in his thoughts.