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F I V E (M)

Part 3

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"Would you fucking stop being naked around me?!" Jimin yells in his room just as Yoongi closes the front door behind himself, holding a fresh cup of coffee in his hand. "It makes me wanna sit on your dick!"

"Well, then, do it!" Hoseok shoots back, and Yoongi can tell he's smiling even without seeing him.

"No!" Jimin protests. Yoongi hangs his bag, scoffs at Jeongguk and Taehyung for some reason wrestling in the living room, and starts walking toward the hallway.

"Why not?" Hoseok laughs. "No rules anymore, we can fuck in pairs."

"Yeah, but I wouldn't fucking do it without Yoongi anyway!" Jimin says, voice all whiney. Yoongi smiles.

"That's because you're disgustingly in love with him," Hoseok laughs, and Yoongi stops just outside of their room where they can't see him, heart beating faster.

There's a short pause and then Jimin-

"Yeah!" he yells, closer to Yoongi. "Shut the fuck up about it."

Then, suddenly, Jimin's out the door, almost running into Yoongi but stopping just in time, his eyes wide when Jimin realizes just who's in front of him, exclaiming a surprised- "Oh."

A lot of things can change in two weeks, Yoongi's discovered.

Did he chicken out of telling Jimin he loves him? Yeah, he did. It was just that as convinced as he was that Jimin felt it back for him, actually going out and saying it was... hard. A bit too vulnerable. A bit too uncertain. He almost said it a bunch of times.

That orgy- the one where Jimin topped him, once it was all over, Namjoon panting after coming, Taehyung sitting him down on the couch and cuddling him while Hoseok, Seokjin, and Jeongguk cuddled on the carpet, Yoongi and Jimin stayed in their own little bubble and didn't move. And then they didn't move some more, Jimin finally slipping his soft cock out, his come starting to drip out of Yoongi. Jeongguk was the one who noticed it first, grabbing someone's sweatpants off the floor and handing them to Yoongi to shove them under himself so that he wouldn't drip on the couch.

Jimin stayed close, his head on Yoongi's chest, and they just... continued not moving. Their little post-sex cuddling period was over, and Yoongi and Jimin still didn't move. Normally, they would all be done with cuddling at the same time. Someone would take a deep breath, stand up, and then, everyone would follow, going to the showers, kitchen, bedrooms, whatever. Taehyung was the one who got up first that time, Hoseok, Seokjin, and Jeongguk following. Namjoon, probably seeing that Yoongi and Jimin weren't getting up, stayed behind for a moment, leaning down toward them and whispering, "Are you okay?"

"Better than," Jimin answered groggily, and Yoongi smiled, knowing that Namjoon could see it, that his smile would reassure Namjoon.

So, Namjoon left them alone, and Yoongi kept cuddling Jimin for a while, thinking of different ways that he could get those special words out now that they were alone. But he couldn't. Jimin was dozing off – spent – and Yoongi didn't want to risk ruining the moment with a confession that there was a chance wouldn't be returned. He also wanted to think about it a little more.

Not that thinking about it changed anything. At no point did Yoongi freak out about his feelings. It all felt very natural. Over the following few days, he watched his own interactions with Jimin in a whole new light, and nothing changed. He was as convinced as ever that Jimin felt it back for him, but he still couldn't find the right moment to say it, to take that step.