"You're going to what?" Jimin chuckled breaking into laughter.

Yoongi's face turned red, "Are you seriously laughing at me right now? You fucking asshole."

Jimin set the cards and box down on the bed turning his attention to him. Yoongi still looked furious.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't keep a straight face." He told stepping back. He had his hand over his stomach at how hard he was laughing.

"I'm glad you find me amusing. I'm leaving. Bye." He said annoyed.

Jimin quickly grabbed his forearm holding him back. "Wait, wait, don't get upset with me. The statement threw me off guard."

He frowned pulling his arm away. Jimin cleared his throat, "How did it go, I'm going to fucking kiss you? Sounds like a porno." He smirked trying to contain his laughter.

Yoongi pushed him harshly his face turning a brighter red. "Fuck off. Keep the stupid letters. I don't care anymore."

"Okay, okay sorry. I will stop making fun of you now."

"You think it's funny to make fun of my feelings? Do you assume I don't have any? First you ignore me and don't even say hey do me. Then you show up to intimidate me and make fun of me. You jerk."

"I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I did say hey to you! I waved from across the room."

"Uh huh. A wave from across the room is not the proper way to do it. Aren't we like...?" Yoongi's voice trailed off.

The word friends wouldn't roll of his tongue. He didn't only want to be his friend. He wanted to be his lover too. His partner in crime. His happy outlet.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm a pretty shitty friend. Let me say hey to you up close now. Hey!" He screamed in front of his face.

"You consider me your friend?" He whispered slightly disappointed. He didn't know what was worse to be called friend or dude.

Both names sucked.

"Umm...yeah. I guess?"

Yoongi sighed looking down at his shoes. His vans had gotten dirty from the muddy puddles outside. Jimin's boots remained spotless in comparison.

Even their shoes were not the same. His dirty vans would never be to his boots level. Everything was telling him they weren't meant to be. So why did he still kept holding on to that hope inside of him?

"What's wrong?" Jimin asked after a couple seconds. The sudden change of mood was noticeable. 

"Do you crave to kiss your friends in the mouth?" Yoongi whispered looking up.

Jimin raised both eyebrows staring at him with wide eyes. "What? No. That...that would be weird. What are you talking about?"

He scoffed shaking his head rapidly. "I have to go. Happy birthday Jimin."

Jimin didn't know why he couldn't let him walk away. He quickly ran to the door and blocked the entrance.

"Hey! Move!" He demanded.

"No. You can't leave angry. Haven't you heard that you're never supposed to end a conversation angry? What if you don't see me again tomorrow?"

"You wouldn't even care." He bitterly replied.

Jimin gasped offended, "How dare you? There's a reason why I'm stopping you. If I didn't care then I wouldn't have gotten in the way."

"Great speech. Keep it up. You're improving with your empathy. Now move."

"You're being a jerk right now." Jimin accused.

"So what? You want me to give you a gold star for being nice to me?"

"Stop it. Stop being mean." He told poking his chest.

Yoongi looked down and huffed, "You started it." He responded poking him back.

"Don't poke me!" He yelled like a little kid.

"Jimin just move out of the way." An impatient Yoongi said.

"Nope."

"I said move." He tried to pull him out of the way and Jimin harshly shoved him against the wall.

Yoongi gasped surprised at his action. For a second had forgotten Jimin was much stronger than him.

"Are you done pretending to be stronger than me?" He teased.

"Just let me go Jimin." He grunted writhing his body to get out.

"Or what? You're going to fucking kiss me?"

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. Was he testing him? Provoking him? The tension between them was suddenly overwhelming.

"Yes. I'm going to fucking kiss you. Why can't you look at me and want to devour me like I want to do with you?"

Jimin laughed once again. He suddenly stopped when he took a look at Yoongi's face. He was quiet and serious.

"Oh. You're not...you're not meaning for real? Are you?" He wondered unpinning him from the wall.

"Does it weird you out or something? Because I'm a guy?" Yoongi asked crossing his arms over his chest.

This time the one that got flustered was Jimin. "N-no."

They looked at each other for a few seconds not speaking. It wasn't until Yoongi snapped back to reality that he said something.

"I should...really go." Jungkook must be wondering where the hell he was at. This conversation had gotten out of hand. It was best to leave.

Jimin started panicking as his hand touched the doorknob.  Why had his confession made his heart skip a beat?

And why was Yoongi suddenly looking so...desirable? Was it the alcohol? Was it the fact that they were in his bedroom in the dark? The moonlight reflecting on him made his skin glow.

"Don't leave." He said quietly.

Yoongi froze quickly looking back. "What did you say?"

"I said don't leave."

Yoongi leaned back on the door putting his hands behind his back. His heart rate wasn't going down. Park Jimin gave him tachycardia.

"Why do you want me to stay?"

Jimin nibbled on his bottom lip. It felt like he was a little kid all over again. Like he was experiencing anxiety and fear for the first time.

"Can I tell you something?"

"Of course."

"But we can't talk about it tomorrow. Whatever happens tonight stays between us." He whispered stepping closer.

Yoongi's breathing became unsteady. He shakily nodded his head. "Let's just talk about it for tonight." He reassured.

Jimin pressed his forehead against his, "I want to kiss you too. I'm curious."

Yoongi looked into his eyes hypnotized at his voice. He leaned a little closer to him, but just before their lips connected Jimin turned his head slightly the other way.

"I thought you wanted to kiss me?"

Jimin kept staring at his lips trying to fight the urge. He liked Sana. He liked girls. So why was he here about to kiss Min Yoongi?

"I've never kissed a boy before and I'm not gay either."

"Who said you were? Just because you kiss me doesn't make you gay. There's other sexualities besides being straight or gay. You know that right? By the way you're young and you can explore your sexuality. Having doubts is totally normal. It doesn't make you sick or disgusting. You have the rest of your life to figure thi..."

Jimin kept staring at him as he blabbed. He didn't know why but he thought he looked so beautiful angry and flustered.

The fuzzy yellow sweater made him look incredibly cute. His voice was much deeper too. Maybe because he was passionate about the topic though Jimin had stopped listening.

He couldn't concentrate. The only thing on his mind was Yoongi's pink lips and how bad he wanted to taste them.

Out of impulse he grabbed his shirt pulling him in for a kiss. Yoongi kept his eyes opened not believing what was happening.

Within seconds he too grabbed his hands around his face returning the kiss. They bought cupped their faces together kissing each other like they were oxygen.

Yoongi pinned him against the wall his breathing becoming heavy. Jimin couldn't deny the pleasure he felt bursting within him.

Jimin pushed him back to show his dominance. He nearly knocked over the lamp. Neither one of them broke the contact with each other.

"Can I—?" Yoongi asked touching the hem of his shirt.

Jimin eagerly nodded raising up his arms. Yoongi took a shaky breath rubbing his fingers across his chest.

His body was to die for. He was so built and muscular. Not that Yoongi cared for any of that because his attraction for Jimin was more than a physical one.

Jimin reached over to grab his sweater. "It's only fair, right?" He asked quietly.

He allowed him to take off his sweater. Jimin was now the one that was running his fingers up and down his torso.

Yoongi became shy. He hadn't expected none of this to occur tonight. He put his hand over his tummy.

Jimin softly removed his hand and continued to feel him. "There's nothing to be embarrassed of." He whispered.

He had never felt a mans body before. It was quite different than feeling his own. Even though Yoongi didn't have breasts like every other girl he slept with he still found it alluring.

He nervously gulped as he felt his jeans get tighter. Did this make him gay? Because his erection was telling him he wasn't fully heterosexual.

"How does it feel to kiss a boy?" Yoongi wondered.

Jimin sucked on his bottom lip, "It feels...nice."

"Do you want to kiss me again?"

"Maybe. Just for tonight."

They connected their lips yet again. The kiss was very gentle. They both kept feeling their bodies admiring every centimeter of each other.

Something deep inside told Jimin this was happening because he was drunk. Deep down he knew he was doing this because he wanted to.

Yoongi put his hand on his belt. "Jimin...can I?" He mumbled desiring to pleasure him in ways he wouldn't even imagine.

He looked down at his pale hand. Sweat starting building up under his arms and on his forehead. He nodded his head yes wanting to feel him.

"But remember we don't talk about this tomorrow."