Warning:
Kinda kinky scene? I'm not sure exactly but it could be seen as steamy

Friends - Chase Atlantic

The sunlight peeked through the thin white curtains, casting a glow to the vast room to twinkle where there's darkness.

Well, maybe not all darkness.

Jimin was awaken heavenly through the soft touch of the sunlight against his eyelids, peering it open to face a blur of his surroundings and perhaps a minor pound in his head.

It's so fucking bright.

A small groan escapes his lips and he rubs his eyes, sitting up now slowly while trying to adjust to his surroundings.

The first thing he sees is Taehyung beside him, awake, sitting back against the head board with this torturing puzzled glint in his eyes. Jeongguk isn't here, and judging by the noises of the facet in the bathroom, that's definitely one place he could be.

Taehyung didn't even say anything to Jimin when he woke up, not even dart his eyes to his direction, and that slightly worried him since it's so unlike the other male's caring personality in the morning.

So Jimin mumbles quietly, "Good morning."

Nothing.

He didn't say absolutely anything back.

Now Jimin got definitely worried.

Did something happen while he was sleeping?

But Taehyung would've told him now-

The door to the bathroom opens, exiting out Jeongguk with his wet blonde hair tied away from his face and shirtless with only sweatpants. There's this odd edged look on his face that Jimin caught onto immediately when he came out, and it seemed to have intensified more when he looks to the side.

Meeting Taehyung's gaze.

And just like that, the mass of last night memories crashed like vivid sea waves into Jimin's head.

Everything.

Absolutely everything.

From him and Taemin's last intimate moment together, going out to the balcony to try to sort out his thoughts through his tipsy mind, and entering the room while seeing Jeongguk and-

Oh.... No....

Jimin looks up now, glancing between the two with wide eyes, seeing the evident cold barrier in their eyes when they looked at one another.

Not only was it their first time experimenting something like this with a man, but it was with each other..... And through a very unstable mind set.

Oh no.

So right when Jimin was about to say something to slice the tension, Taehyung slides off the bed and aggressively pushes Jeongguk back with his glossy eyes. Jeongguk didn't nudge a muscle, keeping his stance firmly with a stiff glare in his eyes.

"Why the fuck didn't you push me off! Huh? You were in a far better state than me and Jimin last night!"

Ah shit.

Jimin shoots up to his feet, already trying to put a little distance between them with a hand to their chest- But shit they're like two fucking skyscrapers beside him.

The blond perks an eyebrow, face scrunching in confusion, "You wouldn't know how I was because you aren't me! I was just as messed up as you were! If you had some sort of conscious, you would've gotten off so don't try to blame this shit on me!"

A thick gulp slides down Jimin's throat to the intensity behind Taehyung's evident glare now, fists curling to his sides, "Do you have any idea how I'm feeling right now? WE FUCKING KISSED JEONGGUK! AGAIN! This is fucking with my head, especially if I'M NOT GAY!"

The tension only grows thicker, with every shout and painful stares, it's soon reaches it's peak.

Unless it already did.

Now a sarcastic smile flutters Jeongguk's lips, looking away to the wall with a storm brewing up in his gaze now. It's so obvious that he is probably a little offended right now, but clearly trying to suppress whatever emotion he's feeling.

And when he looks back to Taehyung, Jimin nearly leaped back when he noticed how horrifyingly dark his eyes are.

Shit.

"We didn't just kiss," He ventures bitterly, steeping closer to Taehyung while the other took a cautious step back, "You got on my dick, rubbed both of us too good that we cummed an orgasm that you've probably never had in your life. This hickey right here? Yeah, from your teeth by how badly you were thriving off me snagging your hair to the fucking roots!"

Taehyung's back crashed to the wall, jolting his body a little in panic while Jeongguk now leans to his face, eyes narrowed with a head tilt to the side and arms crossed over his chest.

"No Taehyung we didn't just kiss," And he looks at him dead in the eye, twitching a grin, "We were borderline to having sex."

And it was as though a whole drain of color escaped Taehyung's face. His chest is moving quickly along with his breathing, blinking the words being engraved in his head like a fucking tattoo with this painful identity crisis flooding his mind in spirals.

And that horror was filling his eyes every passing second as it sinks in.

Okay that's enough.

Jimin pushes himself between the two to force them some space, "Okay stop! Look last night was definitely not exactly something we all expected to happen. So Jeongguk, watch your fucking mouth and Taehyung please just.... Don't take this too much to heart, you were not in the proper state-"

"I need a breather," Was all Taehyung manage to stutter out with his wide eyes, looking at the floor so intensely as the memories to what he's done falls like rain drops to his mind.

He didn't even give neither of them a chance to say anything before storming out of the room, closing the door shut behind him.

A deep frown forms Jimin's lips, feeling that ache for his best friend and probably to what he's feeling right now. Having what just happened to him while adding onto his stern position with his sexuality probably is fucking up with his head, especially if it was with his best friend.

He's probably going through an identity shock right now, not knowing exactly what to feel whether it's right or wrong.

Maybe he's probably more fearful that things would change.... And him and Jeongguk's friendship won't ever be the same again.

A deep huff comes out of Jimin's lips, turning around to face Jeongguk with a deep frown.

"And what was the point in saying that to him?"

The blond only rolls his eyes, "He can't just act like he had no part to what happened. He has to accept what he did too-"

"But not like that!" Jimin snaps, stepping closer to him, "He's not like you or I that don't care with who we mess around with. Taehyung has believed to be straight his entire life! This is probably too much with what he's dealing with right now!

Jeongguk was just about to say something but only sighs, still carrying that stubbornness in his gaze and that was twitching with Jimin's annoyance just slightly.

And this is when he's not going to be so nice anymore.

So he crosses his arms, "Get on your knees."

"What?"

"Get. On. Your. Knees," Jimin bellows every syllable out in that familiar tone he used on Taehyung last night, "Don't make me repeat myself."

Jeongguk is looking at Jimin directly in the eye, perhaps even gulping to the intimating tone he's using on him with that harsh glare to his eyes. Jimin may be smaller between the two of them right now, but he's so fucking powerful.

When he gets serious, he gets serious. This is when all nice laughter and jokes is moved aside, and Jimin presents the person he is when he is around others.

A person he doesn't like to be around his best friends just so they wouldn't feel intimidated by it or see him as someone rude.

Now? He doesn't care.

He's not about to have this friendship go through another fucking fight again.

That thick pressure is all Jeongguk felt from him, slowly finding himself getting to his knees on the floor in front of him while never loosing eye contact.

A thick scowl is on Jimin's face, running a hand through his thick black hair before leaning down to Jeongguk's face.

"So this is what we're going to do," He drawls out lowly, forcing a shiver down Jeongguk's spine, "I'm going to talk to Taehyung, get him to relax a little, you know? Ease him up a bit. And then you both are going to talk things out, calmly, and come to some consensus. If you care about this friendship, if Taehyung wishes to never speak of this again you will respect it. If he cares about this friendship, he will also respect what you have to say in regards to what happened. Am I being clear?"

This is where the three of them show the differences in handling their problems;

Taehyung is the calmer type whenever Jeongguk and Jimin fight, trying to make them see from both of their sides and being the open minded about the situation.

For Jeongguk, he doesn't get involved at first, but recently he'll be the one to give them time apart to cool down before forcing them in a room to speak.

Jimin is a completely different case.

He doesn't have patience for the what if's whenever Jeongguk and Taehyung fight.

A kinky as it sounds, he demands submission from both sides to do what he says right off the batt. Obviously he tries not to make it seem like a confrontation since he really despises that, so he tries to make them obedient around his presence to not piss him off enough to not misbehave when the time comes.

He hates fights, so that's why he's a little more.... Hostile to get the problem sorted out immediately.

Right now Jeongguk couldn't even respond back instantly to Jimin's words, his teeth threatening to chatter by how his body shivers a little to Jimin's menacingly tone.

And that's when Jimin abruptly grips his neck, firmly.

Oh my g-

That simple and small act was similar to a wave of heat that exploded on Jeongguk's insides, goosebumps flooding every inch of his body that provoked his hands to shoot to Jimin's wrist and grips it tightly.

Yet he couldn't help himself from craning his head lightly back, whimpering when Jimin presses his fingers against his withering pulses and plush skin.

Jimin only observes him, craning his head to the side with not a single drop of amusement in his gaze when Jeongguk's glittering eyes met his.

"Answer me."

Jeongguk could feel his blood rushing so quickly on his face, blushing his cheeks with every bone in his body weakening to the suffocating grip on his neck. No doubt Jimin noticed Jeongguk's behavior while Taehyung gripped the side of his neck last night, and he's using that same weakness that Jeongguk didn't know he even had.

It's making his heart race so fast in his chest.

Jimin's hand tightens, yanking Jeongguk's face closer to his, "Don't make me lose my patience Jeongguk!"

A desperate sensation began to rile up Jeongguk's entire conscious, quivering a little on the spot with the corner of his eyes beaming in tears.

And the worse part in all of this is the blood rush is moving all the way down to his dick, forcing him to fucking leak in his boxers.

Jimin was definitely not oblivious to that, yet he payed no mind to it.

A grunt forces out of Jeongguk's lips, squeezing his eyes to hold onto this feeling a little longer before snapping his eyes open, "I-I understand."

And just like that, Jimin's lips formed to a smile.

That same tender smile from last night; cynical yet so torturously slowly.

It's so fucking seductive.

But he does let go of Jeongguk, forcing air back to the blond's lungs as he collapses on all fours to breathe out his coughs.

Still feeling the tingles of Jimin's fingers on his skin, pushing these thoughts that he shouldn't be thinking about in his head about the trickling desire-

No fuck!

He shouldn't be thinking this about his best friend.

Jimin turns around , leaving Jeongguk in his own mental crisis, and goes in the direction to the bathroom, smiling gleefully and waving his fingers to his friend, "Great! I'll let you know when you guys can meet up today!"

And with that he closes the door, smirking to himself a little in accomplishment.

Guess a few of Taemin's tactics did rub off on him after all.

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A/N:

Well..... That was.... Okay...

Let's see how their talk will work out when they do. Meanwhile, let's see how they handle everything that happened last chapter huh?

I PURPLE YOU! <33