"I'm all for dates, but I don't want to go on a date with you. No offense." Jackson said, shaking his head.

"I don't want to go on a date with you either. It was just rude to turn the offer down." He stated as he pulled into the parking lot.

"Uh huh. Whatever. Are you sure this has nothing to do with the gorgeous man with the pretty lips? He's exquisite to look at. I feel like I should be paying him for letting me look."

"It has absolutely nothing to do with the exquisite man."

"Aha! So you think he's exquisite?" He accused with a grin.

"Jackson, you're pushing my limits. I won't give you the money."

"You're obligated to." He shrugged, unbuckling himself. He got out of the car before Yoongi could even turn the vehicle off.

"Hey! Wait! We're dating! Well, we're on a date. You're supposed to wait for me!"

"So what? Do you want to hold hands or something?"

"Eww. No. Just walk beside me."

As they approached the entrance Yoongi felt his hands sweat. It was stupid to feel so nervous about a fake date, but in reality this was the first one he'd been on since his husband died.

His date being Jackson made him feel better. He had no feelings for him whatsoever. The only reason he was here in the first place was because of Jimin.

"Are you okay? You're sweating." He commented.

"I'm fine." He breathed as the sweat profusely poured out of him.

"It's not like it's a real date. Relax."

"Uh huh."

When they entered the place, Yuta and Jimin were in the corner holding golf clubs in their hands. Yuta waived excitedly as they approached them.

The only one Yoongi could really focus on was Jimin who was looking at him too. He smiled at him warmly and for a second his nerves seemed to calm down.

"Wow Yoongi. Look at you. You're all dressed up." Yuta pointed out.

Yoongi cleared his throat. It had been so long since he'd been on a date that he truly forgot what to even wear. In the end, he decided to wear a button up black shirt and black jeans.

Looking at everyone else's attire, he realized that he was completely overdressed for the occasion. Golfing with skin tight jeans was not going to be fun.

"Let's go. I've already paid for the group." Yuta motioned.

Yoongi and Jackson grabbed their golf clubs and followed them. The air outside was quite humid in early August. Typically, during this time the weather was starting to cool a bit.

The sweat puddled under Yoongi's arms feeling like he was in a tight body shit. He attempted to ignore it and kept wiping his sweaty forehead.

Golfing wasn't as fun as he imagined it would be. His aim sucked and the only good ones at it were Yuta and Jackson.

The course took longer than Yoongi hoped. It was almost unbearable not only because of the humid hot air, but because every now and then Yuta would touch Jimin in ways that burned him inside.

He'd move his hair out of his face, pat his waist gently as they walked. At this point he was basically trying to get in his pants. Yoongi knew he was being irrational and had no place to say where Jimin could and couldn't be touched.

After all, he was the one that completely shut down Jimin after he confessed his crush on him and their shared kiss. Now he had to deal with the consequences of seeing him fall for another man.

A better man.

Yuta was better than him. Healthier, both mentally and physically. Yoongi had to constantly repeat that to himself to prevent him from throwing up out of jealousy.

"Are you guys hungry? There's a pizza place right next door." Yuta asked as they returned their equipment.

Before Yoongi could deny the request Jackson responded. "Yes. I'm starving." He announced parting his stomach.

"I think we're good Jackson. Remember you don't like pizza?"

"Hell no. I love pizza."

Yoongi frowned, but at that point the crowd had already started walking. He followed them behind with clear annoyance painted on his face.

"I'm going to need an extra buck or two." Jackson said.

"Are you kidding me? I'm going to pay for your food."

"Sheesh. It was a joke. I think the fucking right pants are cutting the circulation to your brain making you a grouch."

Yoongi groaned, "I don't really give a flying fuck." He responded but once Jimin turned around to look at them he changed his expression.

They decided to walk to the pizza place since it was only a few blocks away. In other circumstances, Yoongi wouldn't have minded, but being that he was literally cooking inside his outfit he was dreading every step.

"He's so hot." Jackson murmured.

They happened to be walking a few feet behind Yuta and Jimin. "Leave Jimin alone! You're not going to corrupt him!" He quickly responded.

"Jimin's hot too, but I'm talking about long hair sexy over there."

Yoongi wrinkled his nose and looked at Yuta then back at him. "Okay, so he has long hair well so do I. See." He pointed. His hair length wasn't on purpose though.

Basically his whole life was at the hospital and he couldn't remember when he had last gotten a hair cut. Most of the time Taehyung trimmed it when he could.

"Yeah, but his hair is so perfect and straight. Yours is a frizzy curly mess. Too fluffy."

"Ah! You once told me you liked it."

"I did before you told me we couldn't hook up again."

"Come on don't tell me you actually got hurt about that? You seemed to replace me really quick. Mark seems more like your type."

"Nah. I'm not hurt. The sex was good though. Too bad I won't get to try it with Dr. Nakamoto. He's already taken."

Yoongi looked ahead of him and saw that Yuta had his hand wrapped around Jimin's. The nasty sour taste he got in his mouth was hard to swallow.

"Should we hold hands too?" Jackson interrupted blinking his eyelashes a little too fast.

"No." Yoongi stated as he rolled his eyes.

The air inside the pizza place was cool. Yoongi sighed a little relieved he wouldn't have to burn up in his clothes, but that was the least thing he was worried about.

Jimin let go of Yuta's hand as he spoke to the man behind the cash register. He glanced back at Yoongi who was staring at a pizza poster though he could see Jimin staring through his peripheral vision.

"Just two." Yoongi said once they were up next.

The guy charged him and handed him two cups. Jackson walked ahead to get his drink while Yoongi dragged along waiting for the misery to end.

It had been a horrible night. Starting with his outfit choice, his sweaty sticky body, and seeing Yuta and Jimin living their love life in front of his eyes.

It was miserable.

He should've kept his mouth shut instead of bringing up the double date idea. Or he should've gone axe throwing to release the jealousy anger.

Jackson had already finished pouring his drink and was heading to the table. Yoongi got a lot of ice and pushed for Dr. Pepper.

When it didn't come out, he pushed it harder feeling his anger rise again. "Are you fucking shitting me?" He asked himself.

"They're out. I tried too." Jimin said behind him.

Yoongi turned around and saw a sympathetically smiling Jimin. He had pink lemonade in his cup and didn't seem to be content about it.

"You like Dr. Pepper too?"

"Of course. My favorite."

"I've never met another person who likes Dr. Pepper."

"Well, now you've met one."

Yoongi's mood got better while talking to Jimin. Once he walked away though, he settled back into reality.
After getting his drink and his food, he sat beside Jackson on the booth.

It was very awkward at least for Yoongi. The three of them were chatting while he stayed quiet. He occasionally nodded here and there and gave vague answers.

Jackson was in the middle of an entertaining story when his pager went off. He groaned looking down at it.

"Shit. I have to go in. I'm going to run to your car and get my stuff ready." He told Yoongi who handed him the keys. "It was a fun double date. We should do it again." He grinned at the couple.

Yoongi wrinkled his nose disgusted at the thought of a second double date. Yuta murmured something while pulling his phone out.

"I have to take this phone call. Excuse me." He apologized as he walked away.

That left Yoongi and Jimin sitting by themselves. It was crazy, but being alone with Jimin in a pizza buffet was pretty calming.

"I better go with Jackson. He rode with me. They might need my help at the hospital too." Yoongi said.

"Yeah. I—I'm sure I'll get paged too."

Yoongi started scooting towards the end of the booth when he stopped. He turned around, reaching to place his hand on top of Jimin's. The touch was only instant, but it still made Jimin turn bright red.

"I'm sorry for ruining your date. It was selfish of me."

"You...you didn't ruin it." He assured.

"Well, I'm glad I didn't. I better get going then. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Jimin whispered.

When Yoongi was outside, he turned back around. By then Yuta was walking back to Jimin. He smiled sweetly at him and bent over to kiss his cheek.

Yoongi looked away quickly before he saw anything else. The brutal awakening that he was falling in love with Jimin hit him like a ton of bricks. Now he had to see him being happy with another person.

'Just friends' had never been harder.