Sirenic Menace

④Thank You

  
Taehyung had the memory of his conversation with Jay engraved in his head since the very moment he woke up. That damn itch to know his story gnawed at his chest and brought wave after wave of frustration within him.

It wasn’t about just seeing his face anymore. He wanted to see him. His soul.

He was the only one who said goodbye to Jungkook before they left the room, and even though he received the coldest goodbye possible, he didn’t regret it. If he wanted to get to know him, he had to talk to him in every chance, and maybe, maybe Jay’s walls would soften sometime.

Yoongi’s dull expression glistened with expectancy when the three familiar friends entered his vision, and he straightened his posture with a jerk.

“Good morning,” Taehyung smiled.

“Good morning,” Yoongi said, his eyes locked on a certain blonde who didn’t bother to even glimpse at him. “You’re going to the beach?”

The unexpected question brought the three to a stop. Jimin sucked his bottom lip between his teeth to contain his wild, victorious smile, as the other two seemed rather surprised at the turn of events. They truly couldn’t believe Jimin’s plan had worked after all.

“Yes, we are,” Hoseok said as he approached the counter. “We haven’t met properly. I’m Hoseok.”

Yoongi dipped his head, then his gaze shifted to the other two when they neared him as well.

“I’m Taehyung.”

An awkward silence shrouded them as everyone stared at Jimin, and judging by the duration of the said silence, he wasn’t planning to say something.

“Yah. Don’t push it,” Taehyung whispered to Jimin’s ear and released a titter as he redirected his eyes to Yoongi. “He’s Jimin. You know, the guy you treated like shit when he just wanted to talk to you.”

Yoongi received the scathing quip resignedly. “Fair enough. I’m sorry for my shitty behavior, Jimin-ssi. It’s just... Never mind. I can’t really explain. I was a jerk. You’re right. Let’s make a new start.”

The austere veneer on Jimin’s face burned off at his words and instead, a flirty glint flared up in his eyes. “You’re buying me a drink tonight.”

“Okay,” Yoongi agreed right away. The recognition of Jimin’s suggestive gaze pulled the corner of his lips into a slight smirk. “I’ll be waiting for you here at six.”

“I’ll doll myself up for you. I hope you’ll appreciate it this time,” Jimin said with such an innocent look it only inflamed Yoongi’s oppressed desire for him.

“Trust me. I appreciate it every time.”

Jimin’s smile grew into a grin, unable to hide his elation. “See you at six.”

The three headed out of the hostel with Jimin on the lead, and they could only gape at their friend in amazement. “Did that really just happen?” Hoseok asked.

Jimin’s response was an extended shrill of ultimate excitement as he held tiny fists in front of him.

Taehyung giggled at his overly adorable reaction. “You have a date, Chim! With Yoongi. You did it. You defrosted his icy persona. I can’t believe it.”

Jimin sighed in bliss as he draped his arms over his friends’ shoulders. “I’m so fucking happy, guys.”

“And we’re happy for you,” Hoseok said. “What will you do if he makes a move?”

“You mean to have sex?”

“Yes.”

“Of course I’ll have sex with him,” Jimin chirped. He perceived a few bizarre glances from the passersby and lowered his head, embarrassed. “You think I shouldn’t, right? Because it’s the first date. But I haven’t had sex in almost a year now. I need some action.”