"Run Jeon! Run!" The coach screamed. "So, we are winning, right?" Jimin asked nervously.

"Yes! Yes!"

"Uh-we-we are, right?" Jimin asked confused.

"Fuck yes! Jungkook passed it perfectly! One more touchdown and we win, Park!"

"Oh wow! That's great!" He responded  enthusiastically.

He started biting his nails out of anxiousness. He didn't understand what was going on and he certainly didn't even know how they were scoring these "touchdowns".

All he knew was how to react to the way the coach was feeling and right now he looked angry, anxious, and on the verge of a mental breakdown all at once.

If Jimin was even honest, he hadn't even paid attention to Chanyeol as much as he usually did.

One, because he couldn't look in his direction without feeling his heart on his throat. And two, because he had actually been observing Yoongi play.

He never noticed how good he actually was. He also never noticed how incredibly attractive those football pants made his body look.

Jimin swallowed hard when he found himself staring at Yoongi who was bending down. He looked away as if the action was sinful.

The blood started rushing to his face and he felt himself redden. "Yes! Yes! The touchdown-! The damn touchdown!"

"We won?" Jimin wondered.

"We won, Park!" He responded as he gripped Jimin in for a hug. He squeezed him way too hard and when he let go Jimin rubbed his shoulder.

But, he quickly shook it off when he saw the team running to hug each other. The coach ran to them and Jimin followed behind.

He wasn't a runner. So he was way behind although the thought was the one that counted. He stood in the middle of the field as he watched the guys congratulate each other.

His eyes immediately landed on Yoongi who was on the other side in front of him. He removed his helmet with a big gummy smile.

Jimin melted a little.

Actually, Jimin melted a whole lot. He melted into a pool of feels and butterflies. Min Yoongi didn't always smile. So when he did Jimin was convinced that a fairy was born somewhere around the world.

They ran to each other like their bodies were calling out for one another. "We fucking won waterboy! Fuck!" Yoongi said pulling Jimin to him.

He impulsively kissed his cheek but then panicked after realizing what he had just done.
"It was for celebration." He awkwardly said.

"So, you give kisses to celebrate?" Jimin asked with a small laugh. He was flushed by the kiss and almost had a mini heart attack.

"Well, I usually fuck to celebrate but since you don't want to then a kiss it is."

Jimin laughed again and Yoongi punched his arm. Of course he didn't hit him hard because he would never intentionally hurt him.

"Fuck off ass face. I take my kiss back."

"You can't take it back." Jimin responded in between laughter.

"Fuck yes I can. Come here. Give it back." Yoongi cupped his face and rubbed Jimin's cheek against his lips. Jimin giggled because it tickled him.

"What the..." Hoseok said as he approached the giggly duo. Yoongi stepped away a bit embarrassed. He had forgotten they were in public and what they were doing probably looked weird as fuck.

"Uh, are we still practicing today?" Yoongi asked trying to ignore the fact that they just got caught.

Jimin cleared his throat, "Y-yeah."

"Cool. My house, right?"

"Yes." Jimin responded embarrassed.

"Cool." Yoongi responded again.

"Are you two done now?" Hoseok asked pointing to them both as he raised his eyebrows.

"Oh yeah. I'm done umm...rubbing my face." Yoongi said. As soon as he said that he completely regretted it.

Hoseok snorted only making it worse. Jimin could sense how cringeworthy the situation had become. And Jimin being Jimin, well
he made things worse.

"It's cause, Yoongi he-well he was-he was sweaty so I let him borrow m-my cheek to wipe off his sweat."

"Fuck Jimin, you had to add to that didn't you?" Yoongi said. "When I get nervous I babble a lot!" 

"Yeah, I can tell. Wait for me by the locker room so we can go practice."

"Okay." Jimin whispered. Yoongi walked away and Jimin kept staring. "Hello? Earth to Jimin?"

"Huh?"

"Don't you think Yoongi and you are spending way too much time together?"

"What? No. It's for the dance." He said.

"The dance huh? Well, Jin and I practice for the dance too and we don't spend every second together."

"But, Jin and you don't have to pretend to date to win a bet." Jimin whispered to his best friend.

"I know you, Jimin. You're going to end up falling for him."

"N-no. I would never."

"Or maybe you already have and you can't even see it."

"No. Of course not."

"Uh huh. So then why are you letting him borrow your cheek? FYI, that shit was weird as fuck. Also, be careful. I don't want you to fall for him and for you to get hurt."

"He's not a bad guy. I promise, Hoseok. I already told you I won't fall for him."

"Okay if you say. I just want you to be careful  because I love you."

Jimin smiled, "I love you too. Congrats on winning by the way!" He said hugging him tightly.

Jin was walking to them when Namjoon got in the way. "Hey, congrats." He said quietly.

"Sorry for your loss. You should've seen it coming." Jin responded confidently.

Namjoon rolled his eyes, "Fuck, you just have to rub it in don't you?"

Jin shrugged with a smile. "You're so arrogant." Namjoon told him. This made Jin's smile turn into a frown.

"But I love it." Namjoon added with a grin.

"You're like a fucking-a fucking weird thing that-that-"

"Thing?" Namjoon exclaimed.

"Yeah! A thing that lays eggs in my head and you just get in here and then you don't leave!"

"So, I'm in your head? You think of me? In that case please let me be your thing."

Jin scoffed, "You're so-"

Before he could finish his sentence Namjoon hugged him. He closed his eyes enjoying the moment. Jin became frozen.

It took him a few seconds to react and he finally pushed him off. "Ouch." Namjoon slowly said with a smirk.

"Okay. F-fuck off."

"Yeah, okay. I'm still going to like your pics though."

"Fine." He said as he walked away all jittery.

•••

"I can't believe our dance is in two days!" Jimin said as he took a seat.

"Yeah. I can't believe it either."

"Hey, I was thinking,"

"Were you?" He mocked.

"Stop it. Yes, I was. After we do the dance and attend that party what are we doing for you?"

"What?"

"Yeah, I mean we haven't really advanced on your bet. Don't you want to win?"

Yoongi hadn't even thought about the bet. "Yeah. I do. We can, hmm, you're going to that class trip, right?"

"Yes."

"Then we can make our move there."

"Okay. Well, I have to go now. My mom said she's on the way."

"Do you drive?"

"Yes. I just don't have a car."

"I'll give you a car."

"Oh hush. Is that your dog?" Jimin squealed when his dog started scratching the garage door. Yoongi got up to open the door for him.

"Yes."

"So cute!" Jimin said as he took the dog in his arms. Yoongi watched in admiration. Jimin was so kind, so sweet, so good.

Jimin received a text from his mom and after brushing him a little more he got up. "I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"Bye Jimin." Yoongi responded. His dog ran to his arms and he softly caressed him. "He's great isn't he?" He whispered.

"Too bad he doesn't even notice me."