Yoongi stood for about five seconds outside the door of Jimin's apartment after he rang the doorbell. In those five seconds, Yoongi was thinking of turning around and walking back, but then Jimin was too fast and the door was open before Yoongi realized it.

The younger boy smiled widely. "Hyung! You came!" he exclaimed as he jumped unto Yoongi, trapping him in a tight hug.

"Yah, whatever," Yoongi said, trying to peel Jimin off him.

When Jimin finally detached himself from Yoongi, it was just then that Yoongi was able to properly see what he younger boy was wearing.

And said younger boy was wearing a loose sweater that hung to his shoulders, exposing a generous amount of his collarbones and creating sweater paws. He was also wearing cycling shorts that hugged his thighs in a way that accentuated its thickness and form.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow as he looked at him from head to toe.

Jimin, to his credit, visibly flushed. "What are you looking at, hyung? Come on!"

The boy all but dragged Yoongi into the house, his hand clasping Yoongi's. They feel rather warm, and...small. Cute. The hands though, not Jimin. Only the hands were cute.

The older boy took off his shoes and once again allowed Jimin to drag him to his room where they agreed to make their project. In no way would Yoongi let Jimin know where he lived. It was enough that the younger was everywhere whenever he's in the university.

The moment Yoongi entered Jimin's room, he was immediately bombarded by sky blue. The walls were painted with a nice shade of light blue and the other furniture and stuff were of different shades of blue as well. Some darker and some lighter.

It was obvious what the favorite color of this boy was.

Yoongi blinked at the single chair that was facing Jimin's desk.

"Come sit here, hyung," Jimin said, gesturing to the chair.

"How about you? Where will you sit?"

Jimin just shrugged, his eyesmile almost blinding Yoongi.

The older boy placed his bag beside the desk and proceeded to sat on the chair, missing the glint of smirk on Jimin's lips.

"We're going to do this project together," Yoongi started, "so you'll have to sit near me-"

And then the next thing Yoongi knew, Jimin was already seated on his lap, both arms curled around Yoongi's neck as he comfortably settled himself.

"W-What the-"

Jimin smiled down at him, his plump lips stretched upward. It looked ten times cuter up close like this.

But it's not like Yoongi cared.

"Park Jimin. What. The. Fuck. Is. This?"

The younger boy only shrugged. "There's no other chair, so I'll just sit on your lap, hyung."

"Fuck no. Sit on your bed for all I care but you're butt will not be sitting on my precious lap."

"But hyung," Jimin whined, his previously smiling lips turning into a frown. "You said we needed to sit close to each other. Also, the desk is far from my bed."

This kid. Ugh, Yoongi was gonna have a heart attack. Park Jimin would really be the death of him.

"No. We'll do it on the floor then. I don't care if we'll be squatting," he said firmly, attempting to push away the cute boy on his lap.

Jimin hugged him more tightly and buried his face to the crook of Yoongi's neck. "No, hyung," Jimin insisted, voice muffled by Yoongi's skin.

The older boy closed his eyes in frustration. This was so fucked up.

Yes, maybe Yoongi didn't like Jimin, but Yoongi was still a fucking human being with needs. And Jimin... Jimin was just an insane but really hot and attractive boy.

Yoongi's hands were having the urge to wrap themselves around the younger boy's waist and pull him closer. His body wanted to shiver with every puff of breath he could feel on his neck. And maybe he had been lying earlier because the weight of the boy on his lap felt good.

Jimin felt warm.

And Yoongi just wanted to hug him closer.

But...

But...

But ewww. NO.

"Seriously Jimin, if you don't get up right this instant-"

"Hyung..." Jimin whispered breathily, almost moaning for fuck's sake! His breathing was ragged and his clutch on Yoongi's shirt was tightening.

"J-Jimin... Are you okay...?"

The younger boy finally peeled himself away from Yoongi's neck. His face was flushed and his eyes were dilated, mouth slightly open as he panted slightly. Yoongi was beginning to worry.

"Hyung... Y-you... You smell so good..."

Okay, so Yoongi absolutely did not expect that.

"What are you talking about?" the older boy asked in a confused tone. Jimin leaned his forehead against Yoongi's and continued breathing harshly.

"Hyung, please... I really need this," Jimin begged, staring down at Yoongi's lips.

If that didn't make Yoongi realize what Jimin was asking for, the way the younger boy licked his lower lip hungrily as he stared at Yoongi with so much want definitely did. Yoongi swallowed hard.

"Jimin, w-what are you-"

"Hyung, just this once, please?" the boy said in a sweet yet very seductive tone, his thumb going up to caress Yoongi's lips.

Jimin was starting to lean in, closing the gap between their faces.

Yoongi stopped breathing altogether, his mind going haywire now as he watched Jimin close his eyes and lean forward.

When the boy was just a few centimeters from Yoongi, their nose bumping unto each other, Yoongi held out a hand and splayed it on Jimin's chest, pushing him away lightly and effectively stopping the movement of the younger boy.

Jimin opened his eyes and blinked in confusion.

"Jimin," Yoongi started, and he hated how much his voice cracked. "We're here to make a project, not a baby."

Jimin blinked again, his mouth hanging open.

"And I think we should start making that project now."

-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

It was a bit awkward when Jimin reluctantly stood up from Yoongi's lap. They both sat on the floor just like what Yoongi suggested, opening their notes and discussing their plan on how to make the project.

It was not awkward for long though, because Jimin quickly went back to his cheerful self, even unashamedly placing his hand on Yoongi's thigh in what he must have thought as subtle. Apart from that and Jimin's seemingly hobby of shifting closer and closer to Yoongi each passing minute, everything went well with their planning.

It turned out that they could actually work together well. Jimin had agreed to all of Yoongi's suggestions and Yoongi, on the other hand, was also amazed at Jimin's ideas. They were given two weeks to finish the project and Yoongi was very sure it was more than enough for them, if their teamwork was anything to go by.

"Bye, hyung!" Jimin said as Yoongi laced his shoes.

When the older boy stood up, he smiled. "Bye. Take care, Jiminie."

And with that, Yoongi left, not noticing the nickname he had accidentally called Jimin.

•|•|•|•|~YM~|•|•|•|•

Jin placed the lunch boxes he had brought on the table. He had brought quite a lot, and Yoongi's mouth was beginning to water because any average-thinking person knew that Jin's cooking tasted like heaven. And Yoongi just happened to be a genius, and not just average-thinking.

The canteen was hustling and bustling around them, but the four boys did not care even a little. Their attention was effectively captured by the delicious food on the table. Namjoon licked his lips and swallowed hard. Taehyung's eyes widened.

"Why are there so much food...?" Taehyung asked in awe.

Jin cleared his throat. "We are gathered here to celebrate a few things. First would be that Tae has arrived safely from his camping without getting eaten by a bear."

"It's unfair!" Taehyung quickly inserted. "I really wanted to hug one but I can't find any in the forest!"

Namjoon sighed. "Tae, how many times do I have to tell you that Winnie the Pooh is different from real bears."

"You don't understand, hyung!" Taehyung exclaimed, pointing at Namjoon aggressively. "It's my life-long journey! I shall not die in peace if I won't be able to hug a real Winnie the Pooh!"

Everybody sighed in defeat as Taehyung went on.

" I will nOT DIE WITHOUT HAVING TO HUG WINNIE THE POOH," Taehyung stated firmly, his fork digging unto the surface of the canteen table. Yoongi just shook his head at the scene.

"And the second thing that we need to celebrate," Jin wisely jumped in, saving them all from another Winnie the Pooh attack from Taehyung, "is that Yoongi finally finished writing his verse in their new song after a hundred years."

"It was not even a year," Yoongi snapped, feeling indignant. He treasured his reputation as a composer and rapper so nobody should mess with it.

Namjoon chuckled and the other two boys rolled their eyes. None of them were really affected by his glare. Ugh, Yoongi regretted all those moments that he chose to be kind to these two. He was too kind for this world.

He was about to voice out more complaints when Jin clapped his hands together loudly, effectively cutting him off.

"Alright everyone, you are now allowed to eat. Please bear in mind the table manners and-"

He hadn't even finished and Taehyung was grabbing the large bowl of chicken soup and drinking it with his mouth attached to its lid. Jin's mouth went hanging in shock and Namjoon and Yoongi just shrugged, starting to eat as well. They all loved Jin, and really, they appreciated the fact that he was taking care of them all.

But food was food.

And in these times, they tend to ignore his lessons on table manners and eating properly with mouth closed. His very own boyfriend was eating messily, so really, Jin had nothing to say.

The four of them dug on the food as if not being able to shove a spoonful in their mouths would cause their deaths. It was silent for awhile and the only sounds that were heard were the faint bustling of the cafeteria and the clinking of spoons and forks.

They were almost finished eating when suddenly, Namjoon spilled half the contents of one of the bowls. In his effort to save the remaining food, be hastily straightened the bowl, which led him to accidentally elbowing the jar of juice that Jin had brought.

Overall, it was a huge mess.

Taehyung sobbed quietly as he stared at the spoiled food with sad eyes.

"Oh shit!" the boy exclaimed. "I'm so sorry..."

Jin sighed heavily. "Well, I was kinda expecting this," he said as he fished out a couple of toilet paper rolls and blankets from his bag. It looked like he had already prepared for this event beforehand.

"Let me help-"

"No, please, Joonie. It's better if you'll just leave the cleaning to me. That way, we'll avoid further trouble," Jin said, but his tone did not have any venom in it. He just sounded tired. Yoongi couldn't really blame him. It was a lot that was spoiled.

Taehyung was still sobbing beside him, real tears falling from his eyes.

"I'm really sorry..." Namjoon whispered guiltily once Jin was done. When Jin stood up, he rolled his eyes at Namjoon but still kissed the corner of his mouth affectionately, earning a dimpled smile from his boyfriend.

"Well, I married you, so it's not like I have any choice now," the older boy said, dumping all the tissues and towels inside a plastic bag he also brought.

Seemingly now a reformed man, Namjoon smiled like a successful businessman and turned to Yoongi and Taehyung with so much determination in his eyes. "To make up for this guys, I promise that- Wait, is it just me or has Park Jimin been staring at us?"

The statement made all the three other boys turn to where Namjoon was looking at and sure enough, Jimin was looking at them.

Realizing that he was caught, his eyes widened as a flush crept unto his cheeks. The embarrassment quickly passed though, because a second after, he was already smiling brightly with his eyes reduced to slits. He gave a small wave at their direction, but Yoongi knew it was directed to him specifically.

"Actually, I've noticed him staring ever since we arrived, but I just ignored it and thought I was just seeing things. But his stare was getting more and more dazed that I just had to point it out this time."

Jin blinked curiously. "Why the heck is he waving at us? Do any of you know Park Jimin personally?"

"Jungkook is so handsome..." was all Taehyung could say, sighing dreamily. He was obviously not looking at Jimin, nor did he care about the weird fact that Park Jimin was suddenly waving at them. The moment he turned, his eyes probably landed on Jungkook who was beside the boy in question.

Yoongi shook his head at his brother. The boy was too whipped for his own good.

Yoongi risked another glance at the back, but when he did, the smiling face of Jimin brightened up even more and worse...

Worse...

He called out his name.

Damn.

"Yoongi-hyung!"

All heads on the table snapped to him, shock evident on their faces. It was probably the most awkward moment in Yoongi's life. He did not even dare look at Jimin lest the situation become more awkward than it already was.

And then things just went worse.

WORSE.

Park Jimin, not really happy with being ignored by Yoongi despite his efforts, stood up and walked towards them. He had a mischievous grin on his face, paired with the smug way of walking as he neared their table.

Why. Couldn't. The. Floor. Just. Open. Up. And. Swallow. Him. Down?!

"Hyung~" Jimin uttered in a sweet voice, making sure to prolong the word and slur it. The younger boy placed his hand on Yoongi's shoulder and squeezed a little.

"Hi, Jimin," Yoongi said, flashing a tight smile.

Jimin's smile widened and his eyes sparkled with happiness. He then faced the others and gave small wave. "Hi Yoongi-hyung's friends! I'm Park Jimin!"

"We know..." Namjoon spoke up, eyes wide in surprise.

"Oh..." Jimin then chuckled in that cute way that he always did. "Don't tell me Yoongi-hyung has been talking about me to you guys that's why you know me."

Yoongi snorted, but he swallowed down the 'You wish' remark down his throat and instead, asked, "Do you need anything?"

With this, the younger boy nodded his head excitedly. "Yes, I do! I needed to talk about that thing we've been working on."

As if Yoongi did not know that this was just an excuse to talk to him. He badly wanted to reprimand this boy but he knew that his friends were closely observing the interaction as if it was a study for science.

"Okay, Jimin. Let's talk about it later this afternoon."

"B-but! I don't want to," Jimin complained, his hand suddenly going to Yoongi's hair and running through the strands. "Every time I'm about to approach you, you just disappear!"

"That's because I'm busy, Jimin," Yoongi said, voice as calm as he could make it to be. The things that Jimin was doing to his hair felt nice, but his friends were watching and the last thing he wanted them to think was that there was something going on between him and Park Jimin.

And really, even if it did feel nice, he still wouldn't let this boy touch his hair. It's just that his friends were watching and he was pretty sure Jin would ban him from eating any of his cooking for a month if he acted rude.

"Let's meet later in the afternoon in front of the backgate," Yoongi proceeded to say.

Jimin nodded his head, but remained standing there and caressing Yoongi's locks. Ugh.

"Anything else you need, Jimin?" Yoongi was being far too civilized for his liking. He was already about to strangle this kid.

"Nothing..."

"Okay then. Have you finished eating?"

Jimin's eyes widened and his eyesmile was back with a vengeance. "Are you gonna ask me to eat with you guys?"

"Not really. Go and finish your lunch now," Yoongi finished with the same tight smile.

Jimin pouted, but trotted back to the table that he was sharing with Jungkook.

Fucking finally.

Just when Yoongi thought that his suffering was over, a cough came from one Kim Namjoon. When Yoongi looked up, he was faced with various types of reaction.

Namjoon had a knowing smirk on his face.

Jin looked so utterly confused and Yoongi just knew that he would demand answers to his questions.

His brother though, looked very offended.

"So..." Namjoon was the one who broke the silence.

"So what?" Yoongi snapped at him, annoyed at his smirk.

"So, Park Jimin, the campus Casanova. I've got to admit this hyung, I was really surprised."

Jin chose this moment to butt in. "How did you two know each other? When did this thing start? Are you even into those kinds of relationships? Just where did you hit your head that caused you to enter a quick hook up?!"

And then of course, Kim Taetae. "YOONGI-HYUNG! I'm your little brother! Why didn't you tell me? Park Jimin is Jeon Jungkook's best friend for all of the potatoes' sake! You could've introduced me to the love of my life and we could go on double-dates and there would be a double-wedding and a double-honeymoon and our kids will be best friends and when they grow up they would fall in love with each other and-"

"Let me explain! These are all just misunderstandings! Jimin and I are just project partners in a class that we share. That's all. No Casanova shit, no hook ups or hitting my head, no fucking double-dates!" Yoongi said frantically, but kept his voice low lest anyone, especially Jimin, would hear him.

Taehyung blinked. "Oh..."

However, Namjoon and Jin didn't seem convinced.

Leaning back on his chair, Namjoon crossed his arms. "Well, I've been observing Jimin staring at us for awhile and I'm pretty sure he looked so utterly whipped. And did you see the look on his eyes when his gaze is directed at you?"

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "You know the kind of person he is. Really guys, this is not a big deal and we shouldn't be talking about-"

"Don't tell me Jimin is trying to get into your pants?" Jin suddenly spoke, making Yoongi turn to him. "Hmm let me guess, he's targeting you next, isn't he?"

Yoongi swallowed.

"What are you talking about? I'm ugly. Why would he even take interest in me?"

"There's no use lying. If my peripheral vision is correct, Jimin is still looking at you right now. He wants you. Don't even try to deny it."

Damn. Yoongi loved Jin and his cooking but sometimes, his could be too much to handle.

With a sigh, Yoongi replied, "We're just project partners, nothing else."
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Whooops! Way to go, Chimbles!

Really sorry the update took long, as well as the new book hahaha. Author-nim is very busy right now~ Love lots and God ya'll my dearest Sunshines!