"Nobody's gonna fuck you here," Jimin says with a smirk as he brings a bottle of beer tipsy to his lips as he approaches him. Taehyung follows his gaze and looks down at his shirt. His floral blue shirt previously had more buttons holding on earlier but it's now halfway open, and his rosy chest was displayed between them.
"Shut up." Taehyung dismisses with a smile and takes the small punch to the gut and goes back to his camera. The boat rocks and they both hold on to the railing.
The sky was pitch black and the waves of the ocean just seem to get harsher as time went on. But nothing would stop the ruckus and cheerful banter and music atop the Kim Supreme's wooden deck. Taehyung leans his elbows on the railing and balances himself as he flicks through the images on his camera, not minding the salt water splashes that reach his fingers and the camera's lens.
"I guess you can now truly move on," Jimin quietly tells him as he leans on the railing, gently bumping their shoulders together. The cool wind blows throwing their hair away from their foreheads and Taehyung shivers from the lack of layers.
A deep sigh leaves him as he zooms in on Seokjin's bright endearing smile. His cheeks bunched up to his closed moon-crescent eyes, Namjoon's arm around his shoulder.
"Did you tell him?"
Another deep sigh escapes him and Jimin hands him the bottle of beer.
"I guess that's for the best. Are you flying back to France after the wedding?"
"Yeah.." Taehyung nodded after taking a swig. "And you?"
"I thought so... My mom wants me to stay a bit and I dunno.. Your friend... I feel like he's hitting on me."
Beer violently splashes into the ocean as Taehyung spits and turns to look at his best friend with wide eyes as he wipes his chin. "Jungkook??"
"Is he really straight?"
Taehyung blinks, "As far as I knew? I mean, the other day was the first time I saw him after what? Eight years??"
Jimin sighs, "Look at this." he says and pulls out his phone to show him their exchange after a small get-together at Seokjin's. They go over texts and Taehyung snorts at the messages.
"Hey!!!" fast-approaching steps stomping on the wooden sole grab their attention and Taehyung hurriedly fixes his hair while Jimin pockets his phone."What are you guys doing here??!" Seokjin asks with his wild hair all over the place, cheeks pink, he smiles tipsy.
"Just.. just getting fresh air, hyung.." Taehyung says tucking hair behind his ear had the wind swept it back over his forehead.
"Fresh air??" Seokjin laughs incredulously. Barbeque, beer, music, and silly conversations were being had on the huge deck of the boat and there was nothing but fresh air all over since they were practically outdoors. While Seokjin laughs, Taehyung thought he could have probably said he was seasick or whatever but he was distracted by Seokjin's blushing chest peeking between his slightly unbuttoned white shirt.
They all hold on to something, the boat suddenly tips harshly from a strong thrashing wave. It settles back again and all three smiles, "Best bachelor party ever am I right?!!" Seokjin nearly shouts at the howling wind, salt sea water settles over them like fizzy drizzle.
"Yeah!" Jimin giggles discreetly elbowing Taehyung.
"You! Jungkook has been looking all over for you," Seokjin says, and like a mushroom that magically appears when mentioned, Jungkook sprouts from a passageway behind him.
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Stranded
FanfictionWhat would you do if you found yourself on a deserted island with none other than the love of your life? Taehyung takes it as a bright flashing sign from the universe.