"I don't understand what's going on here," Jin said, looking from Hoseok to Namjoon, both men sat on the hood of Namjoon's car outside the Jeon Estate.

After taking Jungkook to the country club and waiting torturously while Jungkook sat through another one of the stupid dates his mother set him on, they both returned to the house.

Jin had gone to freshen up and then burnt a candle in memory of Ryujin. He hadn't done it last year. He'd been in too much pain and felt undeserving of performing it. But after his talk with Jungkook, he felt lighter than he did in two years. He felt like it truly hadn't been his fault and that he could grief and remember his older brother without carrying the weight of guilt with him.

In a million years, if anyone had told Jin that Jungkook would be the reason he didn't feel like screaming until his lungs exploded, he wouldn't have believed it. If someone had told him two months ago that Jungkook would give him peace of mind that he hadn't had in two years, he'd have rolled his eyes and called them a joker.

But there he was light as a feather, calmer and more at peace that evening than he'd woken up. All because of Jungkook. It was crazy. Jungkook was driving him crazy in a good way. Jin was crazy for him, about him.

He'd just got up from saying his prayers when Hoseok's call came in, asking him to come to the gate. Hoseok visited the mansion once in a while to check up on Jin and see how he was living, but most times he did that from the gate.

"What don't you understand?" Hoseok asked, playing ignorant.

Namjoon chuckled. "Us," he said to Hoseok.

"Us?" Jin's brows pinched in confusion. "You guys don't hate each other anymore?"

Namjoon shrugged.

"We came to check up on you," Hoseok said before Jin had the chance to comment on the absurdity of seeing them buddied up. "I tried calling in the morning but you weren't taking my calls," Hoseok said, his gaze scanning up and down Jin's body as if surveying his physical state.

"Yeah. Sorry about that. I felt... choked," Jin said, pushing his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants. "I didn't want to feel worse. I was going to return it later."

"It's fine. I went to the temple today."

"That's good."

"I didn't go for just him. I went for you as well," Hoseok said. "It's not just his remembrance. It's your birthday as well."

"I heard about that," Namjoon said, cracking a smile. "Happy birthday, Jinnie."

Hoseok looked confused to see Jin return Namjoon's smile. "You'd have eaten my head off if I wished you, but you're smiling like a Princess when Namjoon does it."

Namjoon hit his shoulder with Hoseok's. "He's my Princess."

Jin shook his head. "It's not like that, hyung. It's just, I don't feel so bad about hearing it anymore. I'm not sure when I'll be completely okay with celebrating my birthday or accepting wishes without feeling even an iota of guilt, but I'm not as burdened by it as before."

It was the truth. Someday, he hoped to be completely rid of the guilt he felt. In the meantime, he had to make do with the relief he felt both mentally, emotionally and physically.

"I told you he'd be fine." Namjoon winked at Jin.

Jin almost blushed at his gesture. He was the only one who knew about his relationship with Jungkook and how much his presence in Jin's life was making Jin a better, happier person.

"Yeah, you did," Hoseok said, shocked. "I can't explain how glad I am to hear that, Jin. Believe me. Ryujin would be happy knowing you're letting go of this false guilt you've carried around for so long."

"I hope he is."

"Maybe next year, we could go to the temple together and offer a prayer."

Jin nodded. "Sure."

Namjoon cheered, leaping off the hood and embracing Jin. He peppered Jin's face with kisses. "My baby's all grown up. Daddy's very very proud." Then he whispered into Jin's ear. "Did Jungkook have anything to do with this?"

This time, Jin felt a his cheeks go warm and luckily it was dark out so no ome could see how red he'd turned, especially Hoseok. He nodded subtly, to which Namjoon smiled happily.

"He's good for you," Namjoon said lowly.

"I think so," Jin concurred.

Eventually, Namjoon pulled away. "It's a school night so we can't take you out, instead we brought the celebration here." He went to his car and retrieved a large plastic bag, oozing with grilled meat.

"You didn't have to," Jin said, touched by their gesture. They'd gone out of their way to visit him and brought him dinner. It was unexpected but thoughtful. Although, he was still confused about why they were together.

"Namjoon insisted. He said you like having BBQ with beer but there's no way in-"

"Yeah, yeah, we get it, Officer, no alcohol for him," Namjoon said, waving Hoseok off and rolling his eyes. He leaned towards Jin and whispered. "Come to the bar sometime this week to have some beer."

Jin nodded subtly, taking the bag from Namjoon. "But this is a lot. Why don't you guys come in and we can have this together?"

"We were thinking you might want to share with your friends," Namjoon said, nodding towards the mansion. "We have to get going. The club opens in an hour and Hyung Sik has a date. I don't have a reliever yet."

"You could hire me," Jin suggested. "I'll come by after school everyday and work until-"

"Shut up," Hoseok said, standing from the hood. He dusted his butt, exhaling loudly. "Go in and have that with your colleagues."

Namjoon smiled at Jin, tapping him on the face before making his way to the driver side, climbing in. Hoseok stood, waiting for God knows what, until Jin arched his brows at him, then he pulled Jin into an embrace.

It took Jin a moment to process Hoseok's action, before he hugged Hoseok back, expelling a relieved breath. "Happy birthday, Jin."

"Thank you."

After Hoseok and Namjoon left, Jin went back in. He didn't go to the BQ immediately, instead he went to the security's quarters to share the BBQ with them. Lee had cut back on the celebration like he'd asked him too but he'd been more than happy to join them when Jin had invited him.

Mostly, Jin kept to himself when he was in the house and only acted when it involved Jungkook. He never tried to befriend any of the security men and only acted professionally with them. But letting loose and just relaxing with them for once was a fun kind of change.

Liam and Chen were also back from their one month suspension. Jin had been upset with them for letting Jungkook talk them into staying behind while he went off with Hanuel at Jeju. But he'd let go of that anger since they went on their punishment.

It wasn't until 11pm that Jin bade them goodnight and headed back to the BQ. It had been quite an eventful day and he was more than ready to retire for the night. He'd not thought the day would turn out the way it did but it had been shockingly kind of okay. Maybe a little more than kind of.

He turned on the light the minute he shut the door to the BQ behind him and almost reached for a gun he didn't have when he saw a figure on his couch. It took a second to realize whom it was.

Jungkook was curled up on the couch, fast asleep. Jin couldn't decide whether to feel touched or charmed by the sight. Touched that Jungkook must have waited for a while for him to return. Or charmed that Jungkook actually came into the BQ for the first time and made himself comfortable on the couch.

He approached the couch, squatting in front of Jungkook and watching him sleep. A huge part of him urged him to kiss Jungkook's parted lips, but he looked so peaceful in that moment and Jin felt he would be committing a sacrilege by disturbing him.

Jungkook was easily the most handsome person Jin had ever seen. He had a big heart and a sweet soul. It would have been a shame to not get to know someone like that and Jin was glad he didn't have to regret that.

Instinctively, Jin reached forward and brushed away stray strands of hair falling across Jungkook's face, completely in awe of Jungkook.

He was still in the act when Jungkook's eyes slowly blinked open, his gaze instantly falling on Jin. For a brief moment, he didn't move or utter a word, he just stared back at Jin as if just as equally mesmerized by Jin as Jin was by him.

"Hi," Jin whispered, smiling softly down at him.

Jungkook's gaze remained on him for a moment too long, then he leaned up and pressed his lips to Jin's.

Jin was taken aback by his action but not for long because his lips moved against Jungkook's almost immediately. Jungkook's lips felt warm and soft and comforting, it filled Jin's insides with heat and made him mushy.

When Jungkook's fingers dug into his hair tugging at his strands, Jin fought back a groan but the sound escaped him nonetheless, causing Jungkook to deepen the kiss, his mouth moving with a newly found purpose.

Jin slipped his tongue into Jungkook's, erupting a soft whimper from the back of Jungkook throat. He dug his finger into Jungkook's waist pulling him up from his lying position and sitting him upright on the couch, his legs parted with Jin kneeling between them.

Desire rushed into his veins mixing with his blood. His kisses became more needy, desperate, his hands sliding up and down Jungkook's back. A shiver ran down his spine, sending goosebumps rising to the top of his skin.

Jin moved his head, kissing Jungkook's cheek, his hand slipping under Jungkook's sweater, running over the outlines of his abs, earning a sharp tremor from Jungkook, his arms pulling Jin tightly against his body. His lips worked down to Jungkook's neck, kissing him right on the sensivite spot above his collarbone.

Jungkook groaned, his body vibrating against Jin's lips. His fingers dug deeply into Jin's arms, urging Jin to continue. Jin pulled Jungkook down from the couch and unto his legs.

Heat pooled into his stomach, shooting to his dick. He could feel it push against the material of his sweatpants, pressed against Jungkook's growing erection. Jin groaned, capturing Jungkook's lips in his once more.

He reached for the hem of Jungkook's sweater, "Arms up," he muttered against Jungkook's mouth, and just as Jungkook did as he was told, he tugged it off and tossed it to the side, his hands running wild and free against Jungkook's warm, smooth body.

Jungkook moved against him, pressing his erection against Jin, letting out a moan each time their hardness brushed together. His body quivered when Jin ran his fingers against his torso, his fingers grazing sensitively against his nipples, pinching softly and tenderly.

"Oh God," Jungkook cried. Jin was certain he had scratch marks on his back from how hard Jungkook was digging into it but he couldn't think of anything hotter than that, being marked by Jungkook.

On second thought, there was something hotter than that. It was having Jungkook moan his name while he grinded his hardness into Jungkook's own erection. It was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard. He would make it into a song and listen to it every night in bed if he could.

But hearing the sound from the actual source ignited his already burning desire. Jin wrapped his arms tighty around Jungkook, wrapping Jungkook's legs around his waist before standing to his feet, their lips still moving together.

With swift fluidity, he carried Jungkook to his bedroom, placing him on the bed. Jungkook had never looked more beautiful than he did lying on Jin's bed half naked with his erection visible through the material of his skinny jeans. He looked like he belonged there.

Jungkook's want filled eyes stayed on him, his lower lip trapped between his teeth. He looked almost ready to pounce on Jin again but he looked just as patient.

Such a good boy, Jin thought, taking his time to strip out of his shirt, enjoying watching Jungkook lose his breath at the sight of his shirtless, sweaty body. Jin's body had been praised by various lovers in the past but none made him feel as good as Jungkook's eyes were doing in that moment.

Slowly, he made his way to the bed and climbed on top of it, his gaze not leaving Jungkook's face. "Tell me to stop," he said, setting Jungkook's legs apart and kneeling between them.

"No," Jungkook said, his voice thick with desire. "Don't stop."

That was all Jin needed to hear before he settled himself between Jungkook's legs, pressing his hardened dick into Jungkook's groin. For that night, Jin didn't care about their forbidden relationship or that anyone could come in there and find them both in such scandalous position.

All he cared about was this moment, creating something special that would mark as a new phase in their relationship.