Jungkook's eyes slowly start blinking open, the light hitting straight in his face being too annoying.

Who doesn't have curtains in their room??

Answer, Kim Tae-fucking-hyung who is also the reason why Jungkook can't sleep because of the extreme pain in his back.

Not to mention his ass, his neck and his lips that are either sore or swollen.

He sighs and slowly turns over, seeing how Taehyung is still fast asleep, an arm thrown over Jungkook's slender waist.

The younger can't help but enjoy the sight. Taehyung's lips are almost in a pout, his hair is totally messy and it looks adorable.

They actually had sex. They finally had sex. Took waaaay to long to get to this point in Jungkook's opinion.

Jungkook sighs again and gently places a hand on Taehyung's cheek, letting his thumb care for the soft skin.

Does he really feel anything for the elder? Like, they have sex, they basically always laugh together but also fight with each other.

Isn't that totally a couple thing?

Jungkook grumbles at his own thoughts. His mind and heart just won't work together.

Is this love? Or is it just a petty crush? Jungkook doesn't know.

Taehyung seems to steer a little at the sound of Jungkook's annoyance, tightening his grib on the said male and pulling him closer.

Jungkook almost squeaks at the force, it's no lie that Taehyung is fit and strong, but Jungkook can't help but be surprised every time Taehyung does something just a little strongly.

Like holding a full grown horse when it wants to run wild, lifting things at the barn, lifting him-

"What time is it," a smoker-like voice appears against Jungkook's hair before he feels a kiss there.

"Don't know, pretty early I think," Jungkook answers and let's himself get hugged against Taehyung's broad chest.

"Why don't you have curtains?" the younger blurs out. Taehyung chuckles lightly at that, still half in daze.

"A waste if money, we have to get up anyway."

"Why breathe, we have to die anyway?" Jungkook sassily answers back.

"Don't be mad at my none-existing curtains," Taehyung giggles. He has hate-love relationship with the fact that Jungkook gets mad at the smallest things.

"Whatever," he hears a mumble against his chest. He smiles and holds Jungkook closer. He has never tried waking up together with anyone like this, and he must admit, it's absolutely amazing.

He's glad Jungkook wanted to be sexual with him, he honestly can't believe he's with someone as 'amazing' as Jungkook. In the beginning they hated each other.

Fun to think about.

"I'm hungry," the smaller states as he tabs against Taehyung's chest.

"We better get up then."

"My back is sore..." Jungkook grumbles, not having the energy or need to stand up through the pain. Taehyung smirks.

"I'll take that as a compliment," he laughs before sitting up, pulling Jungkook with him. He hisses as Taehyung lifts him up on his legs, helping him to the shower.

They quickly shower. And maybe, maybe not did have sex again.

Jungkook swears his back and ass will break at this point.

In pure despice of Taehyung's sex drive, he forces the elder to lift him downstairs.

They walk down, Jungkook on Taehyung's back.

On the couch in the living room, Yoongi is sleeping on top of Jin who's scrolling through his phone.

"Yo, where are the others?" Taehyung asks. First now he spots Hoseok on the floor, in between the couch and table. Well, maybe they missed the part of the real party.

"Namjoon and Jimin disappeared last night, I think they went over to Jimin's house," Jin replies. He drops his phone in the table and places his hands in Yoongi's hair.

"You going to make breakfast? Or have you eaten Jungkook already?" Jin teases.

Jungkook just gives him the fuck-finger and falls back against Taehyung's shoulder to doze off.

"You disgust me. I will make breakfast, yes, text Jimin and Namjoon and ask if they want anything."

______

An hour later, all boys are lazily sitting by the dinner table as Taehyung serves before them.

Namjoon and Jimin even joined, but for some reason Namjoon had went back to his own house last night. Not to mention the fact that the two boys sits as far away from each other as possible, some weird tension between them.

The others don't really notice, but Taehyung frowns at the mood of his bestfriend. He was the one who sat away from Namjoon and basically ignored him when they arrived. He wonders what happened.

They all quickly dig into the delicious food, not really talking much to each other.

Taehyung and Jungkook are teased a little though about how this house definetly isn't soundproof.

Some time passes and each group decides to head home. Hosoek leaves together with Jin and Namjoon, promising that they will be together soon again.

Yoongi and Jungkook are talking in the kitchen about some work stuff, therefore, Taehyung has the perfect opportunity to catch Jimin and drag him aside.

They stand together outside the house.

"Okay, what's wrong."

"What? Haha, why would anything be wrong?" Jimin tries, but Taehyung sees right through him.

"I'm not blind Jimin. Did anything happen?"

Jimin's smile drops and he bites his lip looking down. His heart has been on one hell of a rollarcoaster this morning.

"I-..."

"Im your bestfriend, you can tell me," Taehyung assures. He hates when Jimin is sad because it's such a rare sight.

The younger messes a little with his hand, and it feels like hours pass before he finally speaks up.

" I kissed him."

Taehyung's eyes widen, his mouth slowly falling open.

"I know! I fucking kissed Namjoon and it's horrible!" Jimin panics at Taehyung's shocked face.

Taehyung has always know about Jimin's crush on Namjoon, but he also knows about the fact that Jimin has always told himself and others that he wouldn't make a move.

He wouldn't do that to their friendship.

"You did what!?"

"Shut up!" Jimin throws a hand over Taehyung's mouth. His face is flaming red and tears are stinging in his eyes. That makes Taehyung more worried than humorous.

He grabs Jimin's hands and holds them.

"Jimin, what happened then?"

Jimin honestly looks like he's about to cry.

"I fucked up, and now I'm scared."

Flashback to last night

Namjoon and Jimin enters the younger's house, just here to pick up some more alcohol.

The house is empty tonight and they make their way in. Jimin looks through the cabins half-hearted. He's already pretty drunk.

"Go sit down for a little Jimin, I'll find the things," Namjoon kindly says, his dimple smile glowing up the entire room.

The smaller falls into a daze on Namjoon's face as he's slowly being lead into the living room.

He falls tiredly on the couch, hearing Namjoon pack some different things in the distance.

What feels like hours but is probably just minutes pass by, and Jimin is gently shaken awake when Namjoon is done.

"We should head back to the others," he smiles and starts helping Jimin up in a sitting position.

Jimin whines and pulls back, dragging Namjoon down with him.

The elder shakenly lands on the couch beside Jimin.

"Jimin, we have to go or we'll miss out," Namjoon chuckles. He finds it kind of funny how much of a light-weight Jimin is.

"I don't have the energy to walk..." Jimin complains, having hard time even holding his head up.

"I can carry you, if you want?"

There it is. The most gentle and loving creature on this fucking planet and Jimin can't get over it. How can Namjoon be so nice to everyone, he's like an angel sent from heaven.

Jimin doesn't know what he did to deserve having a friend like Namjoon. He stares at the elders warm, brown eyes, loving every but of his face and soul.

Its too good to be true.

In complete daze, Jimin's mind locks out and his heart takes over. He only sees Namjoon and all the amazing moments they have shared together through the years.

All the time he had to keep his heart in a cage.

With the alcohol and a thought saying 'YOLO,' he reached forward quickly and jumps into Namjoon's lap.

The elder can't even think or utter a word before soft lips smashes against his.

His eyes are blown wide and his hands aimlessly lands on Jimin's hips.

"Wh-what-"

Jimin cuts the other off with closing their lips together again, forcing his tongue into the other's mouth.

The taste and feeling is beyond heaven in Jimin's head. He feels like he's in paradise after all these years, he finally accepted that he can't bear this crush on his heart any longer.

But reality comes punching him in the face when Namjoon grabs his chest and pushes him back so their faces are in front of each other.

They breath heavily, just staring at each other. Namjoon's eyes are big with confusion and surprise, making the alcohol almost disappear from Jimin's system and leave him with a feeling of fear and regret.

"Jimin... I- You-"

Jimin doesn't want to hear it. He can't. He can't hear the rejection. His heart has been through enough, there's no way he'll be able to go through it.

Before Namjoon can say anything, Jimin jumps up from his lap and rushes to the door to get out of the house.

He has smacked a hand over his mouth, pure regret making his eyes burn with tears and his stomach tighten in a knot.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

He escapes the house and hides from Namjoon outside, waiting until the elder gives up in searching and heads home.

He messed it up! He messed it all up. No more hugs, no more holding hands... No more friendship.

He falls down against the wall, letting the alcohol be the cause of his tears.

He didn't sleep for one second that night.

End of flashback

When they saw each other in the morning, Jimin did anything to avoid Namjoon, even though the elder tried talking to him, and he succeeded.

"Oh chim," Taehyung whispers as he pulls the other into a hug. This is not something that will go easy on Jimin. The smaller has always been sensitive, especially when talking about Namjoon.

"Why didn't you let him talk?" Taehyung asks, rocking them back and forth.

"I can't hear him say it Tae, I just can't."

"How do you know it will be a bad thing? Maybe it good-"

"Tae, even an idiot knows I'm in love with him. He must have seen the signs. But that look on his face... it was almost a look of sadness, as if he's sad I chose to take it that far... I'm so stupid!" Jimin cries out.

"No chim, you're not stupid! You're heart wants what it wants. In the end, it would just have teared you apart," Taehyung explains, running his hand over the back of Jimin's head as he holds him tight.

"I know but..."

"I think you should listen to him Jimin, it can't possibly get worse than now, right?" Taehyung asks. Jimin pulls away slightly so they can look at each other.

"I guess you're right," he sniffles and dries his tears. "But I need some time, I can't face him now."

Taehyung nods in agreement and pulls him into another hug, resuring him that everything will be okay.