What's One More

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A few days later, Jimin and Taehyung take a two week long trip for a dance competition in a different city. Two of Jimin's classes have made it pretty far in the competition and he's so proud. In the group chat you all share, he keeps sending you pictures of his teams and clips of their routines as they perform. Taehyung is much more impressed with the food and drinks. You even get a few pictures of Jimin shirtless. Probably for Yoongi's benefit, but damn you don't mind!

Every time something racy comes from Taehyung, you get profuse apologies from Jimin and promises that it won't happen again, but that doesn't stop Taehyung!

You slowly wake up from a nap, stretching and purring on the full length couch. Yoongi and Namjoon are in the kitchen, getting things ready for your picnic in the park. There's no cooking involved so Namjoon is allowed to help.

You reach for your phone and see several notifications in the group chat. The first thing you see is a picture from Taehyung. The picture is of the two of them, waist up. It looks like they're in bed, a blanket is pulled part way up their torsos. Jimin is asleep on Taehyung's chest and they are both shirtless. You gulp as you look at the muscles in Jimin's back as he presses his front into Taehyung's side.

You haven't seen Taehyung shirtless yet and you stare at it a lot longer than you should. Right underneath it is Jimin's obligatory apology and you chuckle at the multitude of exclamation marks in the paragraph. You keep scrolling.

You freeze at the next picture. It's a picture of you, Yoongi and Namjoon. You are asleep on the couch, Yoongi and Namjoon sitting on the floor in front of it. Yoongi looks grumpy like he was doing this against his will, but Namjoon, obviously the one who took the picture is winking and smiling at the camera.

The caption underneath the photo says, "We don't mind!" with a winky face emoji.

You sit up straight, horrified, "Namjoon!" You shout scold him.

"What?" You wave your phone at him accusingly. He smiles and shrugs, turning back to Yoongi. You huff and puff. This must be how Jimin feels, now you're going to have to apologize!

You take the time to scold him some more as the three of you walk to the park. He just laughs and wraps his arms around your collar bones, waddling behind you. He's too tall to do it for very long, so releases you and takes your hand.

The three of you find a nice spot under a tree to set up your picnic. You happily eat as much as you can, you love Yoongi's cooking.

Yoongi smirks as his two hybrids scarf down the food before running off to play. He stays behind, he wants a nap ideally. As he settles down on the blanket, he can't stop himself from pulling out his phone and scrolling through the pictures on the group chat.

Namjoon throws the ball and you catch it, throwing it back. Namjoon loves balls, probably the dog in him. Sometimes he even wants to play fetch, which you find hilarious!

The wind changes and suddenly you can smell a faint whiff of blood. Suddenly on high alert, you look around for the source, but don't see anything obvious. Namjoon had already thrown the ball when you look away and it bounces past you, rolling into the bushes.

"Sorry, Y/N!"

"No problem Joon!" You search the air for the scent of blood, but it's not strong anymore. You have a strange feeling, a sense of foreboding. You try to shake it off and run after the ball. You reach into the bush for the ball and catch the smell again. It's much stronger and it's mixed with the acrid smell of fear. With a start you realize it's coming from inside this bush.

You hear a slight rustle from deeper in the bush. You feel your chest tighten. Someone or something is in there. You think you hear a whimper.

You push the branches back and push further into the bush. The scent grows stronger. You push back another branch and suddenly you can see him. He is curled up as tight as he can, leaning back against the base of a bush. His eyes are big, pupils dilated and his chest rises and falls rapidly.