Happiness is a Butterfly - Lana Del Rey

Throughout the rest of the night, Jimin felt for once that he was living in a dream.

Despite feeling bloated and sick to his stomach, Minho was true to his words and acted like his medic; giving him his medicine as directed, giving him foods that is good for an upset stomach, giving him lots and lots of water.

But other than the medical stuff, the two just felt like they got into their own little bubble.

Blasting music and dancing around the house to it. Watching anime while making sly commentaries here and there. Minho cheffing it up in the kitchen while making them dinner, while Jimin would help out just to feel useful. Lastly they sat down by the small bone fire outside the back porch, looking out to the meadow and stars in the sky while they just talk about each other's life - Jimin as a Phoenix and Minho as a mafia boss.

And by the time it was late and ready to head to bed, Jimin not once did he think of smoking.

Looks like he can do other things to distract him from it after all.

However the conversation got too good to be put down for tomorrow, so they took it to Minho's room and just laid down after they brushed their teeth in the bathroom and taking a shower.

Minho gave Jimin the last pills before he falls asleep and then Jimin got into details how him and his partners got together.

Details of the night of that concert when Jeongguk asked them out and they - sorta - dismissed it off had Minho hollering in laughter - maybe because he just doesn't like Jeongguk. From there Jimin mentioned how then they got to his place and made up.

That's it, no further details from there.

"You guys fucked didn't you?"

Jimin tried not to grin at this as he looks at Minho, who instantly started chuckling with a shake of his head before looking at the ceiling.

"Didn't expect anything less from Little Karma's sex drive."

"Oh he is so sexually driven."

"Damn right he is," Minho mutters, suddenly remembering the messages and his smile soon fell, feeling a bit of discomfort as he casts a glance to a smiling Jimin and whispers, "Can I ask you something?"

Jimin meets his eyes, noticing the serious look on his face, "Oh, we're getting deep now?"

Minho playfully shoved his arm but then Jimin quietly agrees and turns to his side to face him.

Minho drums his fingers against his bare abdomen, trying to think of how to word his question, before finally just wanting to let it out.

"If any of your boyfriends were to cheat on you, what would be your reaction?"

Jimin didn't even have to think about it, "I would just leave them. Not going to waste my time on someone who's not loyal."

"Even if it was with us?"

This made Jimin a bit confused, eyebrows furrowed now, "Us?"

"Me, Woosung and Taemin," Minho clarifies, sinking in Jimin's stare, "Like what might've happened last night that we still don't know if we did something or not."

Instead of answering back quickly, this left Jimin feeling puzzled.

Really puzzled.

It brought him back to when him and Taemin were discussing about that in the hotel room, and how Jimin mentioned if Taehyung and Woosung were to get it on, it wouldn't bother him so much.

He said it out of impulse of the moment, but deep down inside would he really not mind?

His boyfriend with another man?

He doesn't know.

It probably doesn't drive so much into him because of the possibility that they all have fucked already, so if they fucked again then it just..... Jimin doesn't even know where he's going with this.

He shouldn't be thinking or feeling this way, and maybe that's something he needs to build up while being more sober now.

"Actually, nevermind that," Minho suddenly says, noticing the contemplation in Jimin's eyes, "It's getting late, you want to head over to your room?"

Jimin didn't really like the idea of being alone right now, at least after that conversation, so he snuggles more to the pillow, "Can I stay here a bit longer and talk to you?"

Minho didn't have the heart to tell him off, so he just stayed on his side and listened to whatever floated Jimin's mind with a sincere stare to his eyes.

In that amount of time, this small building of a bond brewed between them. Something about how safe and comforting the vibes they give off to each other felt reliable, something that they see themselves leaning onto because of how alike their minds think to.

It felt like they were looking into a mirror for the first time, and not just seeing the cracks of how broken they are.

But how beautiful each crack can be.

Who knows how much time passed but before they knew it, Jimin ended up falling asleep and Minho did too.

Somewhere in between their dreams had them physically shifting a lot in their sleep, especially Minho. With arms sprawled out, his hands found Jimin's body and he subconsciously drags him closer to him, wrapping an arm under his neck and the other around his body with fingers digging through his hair as though he was made of glass before pressing butterfly kisses to his forehead and holding him tightly like a shield.

Jimin completely relaxed to this, moving an arm to Minho's torso and fingers tracing his bare back to finally just hold onto him.

Staying like this for the remainder of the night.

But at one point past night hours, the door to Minho's room creaked open and someone poked their head inside.

And Woosung was definitely not expecting the sight that he came across to.

No, he didn't want to think the worst case scenario of seeing both males topless on the bed, clinging onto each other in a cozy embrace.

Nope, Woosung didn't want to think too much of the clothes sprawled on the floor or the way Jimin's skin is glistening with sweat despite the room not being so hot.

No, he's not going to jump to the conclusion that Minho and Jimin possible were fucking before he got here.

Woosung bites his bottom lip and slowly turns around, easing the door closed shut behind him.

Only thinking about if these four fuckers had the audacity to hurt his Bambi, he will fucking lose his shit.

And make them pay for it.

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Renegade - Aaryan Shah

"Did you see how I punched that guy? I was like bang! POW! And then that stomp-"

"That stomp was a classic! You went off on him!"

"I shattered his fucking teeth, that's what I did."

"And here I thought you were bluffing about that."

The two males are in the car, seats leaned back as they gaze through the sunroof window to the stars glittering the night sky. Taemin had to end up pulling up to the nearest exit at a random parking lot of a supermarket because he ran out of gas - and there wasn't a gas station for another two miles.

The second the car literally got into parking, it completely died out.

Not to mentioned that their phones are dead, so not like they can call for a tow truck.

So their hope is for the morning to go into the store and ask them for a little help on buying gas or calling for help. At least they're here and not in the highway.

They were considering walking to a motel a few blocks down from where they are, but decided to just stay in the car instead to not waste money.

Besides, could use a little adventure every once in a while.

At least they're not alone.

"Nah the best part had to be when you called yourself the king to his face," Taemin chuckles, gliding his pinky along side his hair to caress it away from bothering his eyes, able to see the vibrant smile on Karma's lips, "You really took him out."

Karma snickers to this, shifting his gaze to the sunroof, "What can I say? He pissed me the fuck off."

"But you were getting your ass shift faced for the most part in the beginning."

"I was wasn't I?" Karma remarks to himself, grinning smugly as he casts his eyes to Taemin's twinkling stare, "Guess you psychotic ass made me a little aggressive."

Taemin twitches a smile, clearly blushing a bit before turning to his back, fingers resting on his abdomen, "It got you to react didn't it?"

"A little too much."

Karma wasn't in his, well, proper conscious state when he said those words.

Not as clear as he would like it to be.

He was too far into drinking Taemin in his eyes as he laid there, calmly staring at the stars. With the glow of the sky, it made it seem as though a halo was forming above his head by his caramel strands of hair. He's wearing a black hoodie, probably a size too big for his body, and black jeans that outlines the slim contour of his legs as he plops one knee up to the seat.

But Karma's eyes adverts the focus to his face.

Elegant features of tender cheek bones, delicate set of eyes glimmering underneath the stars, plump moist lips that he bites down with his teeth to show how plushy it is to the pressure.

Just like how he's doing right now.

Karma squirms a little on his seat, feeling a dash of a familiar adrenaline coating over his senses as he stares at the man that screams Lust.

A seductive and alluring man, who doesn't even have to try to have someone on their knees for him.

All for him.

With his own gentle lip bite, Karma reaches a hand over and caresses his finger to the side of his face - wanting to test if he was actually real.

Taemin subtly flinches away for a moment, but then looks at Karma with eyebrows twitching and a cautious smile.

"You good?"

Karma couldn't respond easily at first, especially when his fingers suddenly found Taemin's bottom lip - not stopping himself from tracing it with his thumb.

Taemin's smile drops.

"I wonder why you never had good luck with love," Karma whispers to himself, eying Taemin's lips before dropping his touch, "You're so beautiful."

Taemin evidently was not expecting this type of conversation to flutter between them, and he really tried not to let it overwhelm his sensitive emotions like how it use to always do for people who would get his hopes up.

So he only clears his throat, looking back to the sky, "Well, it's not all about physical beauty."

"I'm not talking about just you physically."

Once again, probably quicker this time, Taemin snaps his eyes to Karma, eyebrows furrowed.

Already caught in Karma's seductive trance.

Slowly Karma traces his fingers from his lips and along side his neck, softly making his way past his collarbones.

"You're beautiful, all the way from the inside," Karma's fingers now traces his hoodie, down the center to feel faint echos of his rapid beating heart, down his stomach, "And out."

Taemin's breath bitches when Karma traces circles around his abdomen, slowly moving lower to tease the waistband of his pants.

This time Karma looks at Taemin, feeding off his gaze of utter contemplation yet fired up in need, "You miss it don't you?"

"M-Missed what?"

"Someone to call you beautiful," He drawls lowly, slowly moving past his belt, "Someone to please you, and take so much care of you."

Taemin's breathing was picking up and his eyes are fluttering when the back of Karma's fingers found the dent of his pants - licking his own lips to how hard Taemin got just by some simple words-

A rough hand on his wrist suddenly stops him just as he was about to stroke him, Karma now unable to help himself but grin as he traces the hand to Taemin's piercing eyes.

And the gun pointed to his forehead.

This time Karma chuckles, pressing his forehead against the gun, "If you're going to pull out a gun, mind as well pull the trigger instead of using it to intimidate me. This little thing doesn't scare me."

"Don't tempt me," Taemin growls, pointing the gun down once again to his dick, "Or this will-"

"Get that gun closer to my dick and I promise you that I'm fucking you right here, right now."

Taemin's legs jerks to this, eyes widen immediately to Karma's rough statement as he glared at the gun - tracing it to look at Taemin with a challenging stare.

Having no doubt of the words he just said.

And for a second, Taemin was about to do it.

He was about to edge the gun closer, just to provoke him in doing whatever the fuck he wanted to do to him, right now.

But..... He knew better.

He can't do that to his Gatita.

Whatever is going on with Karma right now, this isn't Taehyung.

And Taehyung would be devastated if he were to do something behind his partners back.

He's high on adrenaline, like a drug.

He's not thinking with a logical sense, only by emotional impulses.

So with great resistance and restraint, Taemin throws the gun to the back seat, shoving Karma's hand off of him with an eye roll and turning his back to him.

"Get some rest, you're not being yourself right now."

As if it was that easy to vaguely dismiss Karma.

"Oh trust me, I am."

Didn't take long before Taemin suddenly felt a lingering tough on his spine, tracing it to his waist of his sides and gently rubs the thumb carefully against the cloth of his hoodie.

By now Taemin's mind is swimming, really really bad.

But the thought of Jimin kept him grounded.

"Taemin," Karma's voice is now close to his ear, trickling breath caressing the shell of his ear, "I know you can't resist me."

Taemin snorts to this, turning his head back to meet Karma's eyes looming over his, "Or is it you that can't resist me."

Karma narrows his eyes and grows closer to his face with a feverish stare to his lips, along with his thumb caressing his waist now pressed harder down, tracing to the front. Taemin evidently quivers to this, closing his eyes for a moment to both muster up the will to tell him to stop and to savor this moment of finally being touched by another person.

Fingers played by his waist band again, sneaking their under his hoodie to caress his skin.

And Taemin was growing too submissive to the warm and dominating touch pressing on his pelvis to want to stop.

Right to his sensitive area.

"Do you like that, hm?"

Taemin found himself humming to this, trying with everything inside him to cling onto the restraints to say no.

But he didn't want to.

He really, really didn't want to.

And Karma knew exactly how to coil with those sentimental emotions of lack of physical attention.

"I like seeing you submissive," Karma chuckles humorlessly against his skin, breath now tracing the nape of his neck, "It turns me on so badly."

Taemin shivers to his fiercely and he shakes his head, just as Karma's hand reaches his dick once again.

"Jimin...... T-Think of Jimin."

"Oh I am," Karma purrs, "And I'm sure he would enjoy seeing my dick being pinned up your ass."

And Karma hand traces past his dick, not before pressing his palm against it that forced a hiss out of Taemin's plump lips, and fingers presses down the line between his legs.

Right where his anus is.

And presses down.

"Right here," Taehyung seduces, gently biting against his earlobe, "Right here is where I want to feel myself fucking into you."

Taemin chokes on his breath and subconsciously moves his hips against the pressure of the fingers, stopping immediately and shaking his head.

"Y-You're not a cheater."

"Maybe I am," Karma taunts, "After all, we still don't know what happened last night. Judging by the way you were dancing on me, I'm sure I tore right into that ass like how you wanted to tear right into Jimin-"

Taemin is on his back now, head pressed back against the seat with a lip bite groan as he desperately tries to hold back any noises. That just gave Karma more access to continue to press on that area, tracing up to his dick and grips it tightly.

It feels too fucking good.

Fuck.

Why can shit never go right in Taemin's fucking love life?

He hates this, dammit!

This had Taemin whimpering with mixed moan to the pleasure he felt immediately on his abdomen. That thought, of him and Jimin and now with this man did things to his head and body, and he was losing control.

Jimin.

Jimin - Fuck.

Shaking his head immediately, Taemin grabs Karma's hand and shoves it away.

He has to be strong.

He can't fall for the temptation.

"S-Stop," He finally had the will to say, despite his body screaming to pounce on this man and let him fuck him until the morning, "W-We can't..... Gatita - Jimin..... Please and Jeongguk. They c-care about you and - T-This isn't you!"

Karma looks at quietly, seeing the clear frantic in Taemin's eyes as he fights his urges despite it being something he's craving for with every bone in his body.

But he said something that had Karma still.

And remain still, for the rest of the night.

Stop.

To stop.

And Karma respects that, no matter how off he may be.

So he nods to himself, turning his back to him, "I'm sorry I made you feel uncomfortable. Won't happen again."

Taemin furrows his eyebrows to the statement and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath and shakes his head, "You..... You didn't make me feel uncomfortable. I liked it."

Karma cranes his head back, but Taemin was already with his back towards him once again, squeezing his hands tightly together to keep himself grounded, "I just don't want you to hurt yourself or anyone. And knowing me, with how sensitive I am to feelings, I would grow to like you and that will bring problems. So please, let this not happen again. For Gatita and Amorcito."

There's a long pause after his statement, and Karma's vulnerability began to shift.

Especially when Taemin began to whisper under his breath that he's doing the right thing.

Hesitantly he reaches over to Taemin and rubs his arm, comforting him, "Don't I get a pet name too?"

Even if it wasn't obvious, this did make Taemin twitch a smile, raising a hand and resting it over Karma's, "Cariño, how does that sound?"

"Cariño?" Karma repeats quietly, "What does that mean?"

"Love and/or affection," Taemin responds equally as quietly, "Guess it goes for both of us who live off affection for our emotional selves."

Karma sinks in the words, now twitching a delicate smile as he rubs his thumb over Taemin's fingers, "Then you're my Cariño too."

Taemin sadly smiles to this, since he knows that this small tender moment of affection will be gone when the sun rises up again, but he enjoys the thought while it lasts of being important to someone - even if it's for the night.

But what came after was enough for him to accept with a heart swelling in his chest.

And it was when Taehyung leans over and presses a peck against his fingers, whispering a quiet Thank You against his skin.

Knowing well he did the right thing in stopping both of them from crossing the line.

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Jeongguk's Messages

Jeongguk:
WooWooooooo

Jeongguk:
Guess whatttttt

Woosung:
Your ass is drunk again?

Jeongguk:
Yes

Jeongguk:
But it's not that

Jeongguk:
I adoreeeeee youuuuuu

Woosung:
I'm sure you do

Woosung:
So did you hack into Phoenix?

Jeongguk:
Shhhhhhhhh Hush little baby

Jeongguk:
Don't say a word

Jeongguk:
Lmfaoooooo I'm so goneeeeee

Woosung:
So you did do it?

Jeongguk:
Nooooo I'm innocent!

Jeongguk:
And needy

Jeongguk:
I miss Tae and Jimin

Woosung:
Yikes|
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I'm sure they'll reach out soon enough

Jeongguk:
By the way

Jeongguk:
Remember when we got fucking wasted

Jeongguk:
The six of us in a hotel room

Woosung:
Last night, yes

Jeongguk:
Damn a day hasn't passed by yet?

Jeongguk:
But I remember a glimpseeeewe

Woosung:
Huh?

Jeongguk:
Jimin and Taemin were hot

Jeongguk:
And wanted to fuckkkkkk

Jeongguk:
But you said no and handcuffed Jimin to the bedpost

Jeongguk:
That's it

Woosung:
Wow that's useful🙃

Jeongguk:
Right my dick and ass still hurts 😩😩😩

Jeongguk:
But I'm a bit needy now🥵

Jeongguk:
I'm seeing double

Woosung:
Are you home?

Jeongguk:
Yesssssssaaasss

Woosung:
Hump a pillow

Jeongguk:
So helpful😀😀

Jeongguk:
Can we talk on the phone?

Woosung:
You want me to talk dirty to you, don't you?

Jeongguk:
I need motivation to cum😫

Woosung:
How about just sleeping?

Jeongguk:
How about a call? 😀

Woosung:
I won't do that Bambi

Woosung:
Not while you're in a relationship

Jeongguk:
Fine then just a normal call until I sleep

Jeongguk:
Pweaseeeeeee🥺🥺🥺

Woosung:
You're so hopeless😒

Jeongguk:
Anything for my WooWoo🥰

Woosung:
Don't say things like that

Woosung:
It'll get me hopeful

Jeongguk:
Okayy

Jeongguk;
My WooWoo🥰🥰🥰

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A/N:
Well, that was a lot :)

I PURPLE YOU!! <333