Destination Wedding

12

Jeongguk's cell phone vibrated on his bedside table. He rolled over to grab it quickly. He tried to close his eyes for a bit, but had been bouncing with nervous energy since his conversation with Taehyung on the beach. After failing to get any rest, he was ready to get back with his hyungs.

Wedding party group chat

Jin-hyung: hope everyone is unpacked and feeling rested
I'm ready for a dip! 🏊‍♀️🍹

Namjoon-hyung: brace yourselves...
Jinnie is readying the itineraries to go over at the pool 🙄

Jin-hyung: what's wrong with being organized!?!!!!

Me: I'm ready! Let's do this 🙌

Yoongi-hyung: walking back from the lobby
I'll meet you guys at the pool

Jin-hyung: has anyone seen Tae or Jimin?

Namjoon-hyung: someone might need to wake them. Those two are champion nappers...

Me: I can walk nextdoor and get them

Jin-hyung: thanks Jeonggukkie!
Everyone bring your sunscreen! Don't need lobsters standing up in my wedding

Me: Roger that, hyung

Jeongguk donned a pair of swim trunks, a rash guard and a bucket hat, all in black. After fishing out his wallet and stuffing his room key inside, he made his way next door to his hyungs' bungalow.

He knocked and waited. And knocked and waited. Without a response, he checked the door to find it unlocked. Surely they won't mind me waking them to go to the pool.

He crept inside through the small living room and peered into the first bedroom, finding no one. He moved to the second bedroom and saw Jimin facing him, passed out on the bed with a tan arm snaked around his waist. Only after furrowing his brow and standing on his tiptoes did he see the mop of wavy black hair behind Jimin. Well shit. This is a little intimate. Jeongguk felt his heart sinking a little bit for reasons unknown.

He then heard a sharp intake of breath. "Jeonggukie?"

Jeongguk's eyes found Jimin again, who's eyes were now open and studying him with confusion. Jeongguk tiptoed next to the bed and whispered, "I'm sorry hyung... am I... interrupting something?"

Jimin initially gave him a face that said "what the fuck," and then realization dawned. He abruptly pulled Jeongguk by the forearm, landing him down on the bed with the other two. They were then nose to nose. "Yes, you are interrupting a really good nap. Nothing more than that."

"Oh, okay. Wait, do you guys still spoon while you nap like when you were little kids? Aw, Taehyungie-hyung has always been the big spoon, huh?" Jeongguk giggled.

Jimin smirked at him mischievously. "Yep! Do you want to try?"

"What?" No sooner than Jeongguk uttered the word did Jimin combat roll over him and up off the bed, quickly shoving Jeongguk backwards against Taehyung's chest. Taehyung was whimpering at all of the movement disturbing his slumber.

Jeongguk gave Jimin a wide-eyed expression, one, for manhandling him given their size differential; two, because it had just been so long since they roughhoused like this; and three, because he felt Taehyung snaking his tan arm around his waist.

Jimin just laughed, stating, "I'm going to go get ready. I assume you've come to wake us up for the pool party?" Jimin wiggled his eyebrows and Jungkook nodded.

"Yes, but... wait! Jimin-hyung!" Jeongguk whisper-yelled. Jimin was already halfway out the door to get changed. Jeongguk felt Taehyung sigh with what sounded like satisfaction against the nape of his neck. He's still asleep. Cute. But now I'm trapped. Not mad about it though.

Jeongguk felt Taehyung breathing in his scent and heard him begin to murmur. "Am I dreaming? You smell good. You don't smell like Jimin-ah. Who are you, dreamy?"

Jeongguk snorted. "It's not Jimin-ah." His giggling ceased when he felt Taehyung's hand migrate down from his waist to squeeze his hip and pull his ass flush against his lap. Shit. He really is dreaming.

Much to his displeasure (he was enjoying getting felt up by the sleeping man more than he cared to admit), he groaned and whispered, "Taehyungie-hyung. Wake up."

Taehyung shot up in bed as Jeongguk rolled on his back. The two stared at each other, one in confusion and the other in amusement.

Taehyung cleared his throat. "How did you get here?"

Jeongguk began to giggle again. Despite his slightly frazzled state, Taehyung's puffy face and sleepy eyes were very endearing and the sight relaxed him. "Jimin said I had to take your big spoon for a spin." Jeongguk then rolled off the bed and offered his hand to Taehyung. "It's time to hit the pool. The other hyungs are waiting for us."

Taehyung scooted over to the edge of the bed and grasped Jeongguk's muscular forearm, allowing him to pull him up.

"Right. I'll um, just change really quickly."

"Oh yeah, I'll give you some privacy. Let me go out to the living room." Both boys felt themselves blushing after the separation, given their close, unexpected proximity just moments before. Shortly after, Taehyung came out, wearing short white swim trunks that accentuated his long, tan legs. He paired them with a comfortable yellow long-sleeved shirt, presumably to protect him from the sun and provide modesty, and a floppy white baseball cap worn backwards. His black tendrils of hair effortlessly peeked out from his cap.

Goddamnit, why does he look like such a boyfriend? Jeongguk blushed again remembering Taehyung's momentary albeit tight grip on his right hip.

Jimin sauntered out in nothing but short trunks and polarized aviators. Both Taehyung and Jeongguk raised their eyebrows at his lack of top. "What?! This is technically America. I don't have to wear a shirt. Consider this sight a blessing to your day."