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"I don't know if I'm ready."
Jimin mumbled with his lower lip pursed. He was watching the unlucky stones he kicked with the tip of his shoe while walking. It was a warm afternoon, his lover's hand in one hand and a cake his favorite pastry chef had made in the other.
Taehyung takes the smaller hand that has wrapped its fingers around his and brings it to his lips, placing a tiny kiss there, "If you're not ready, they don't need to know yet."
"They?" Jimin's brows furrow slightly as he turns his gaze to Taehyung, "I'm talking about not being ready to see Seokjin."
"What?" Taehyung laughs out loud as Jimin stops his steps.
"Stop it, I just know he knows."
"How could he know, he was too drunk to even remember his name," Taehyung chirps, "Jimin, he literally passed out that night."
Jimin averts his eyes, his cheeks slightly flushed, "His clothes..."
"He doesn't even do his own laundry," Taehyung chuckles as he starts walking again and makes Jimin walk too since their hands are linked, "Even if he knows, so what?"
"He'll make fun of us."
"And?"
"For the next 20 years!"
Jimin's adorable shy side makes Taehyung laugh and feel a lot better than it should.
Taehyung leaves a sweet kiss on his temple without skipping his steps, "I thought you were going to convince him that it was worth it?"
Jimin rolls his eyes, "I had just had an orgasm, everything seemed possible and easy back then!" he laughs a little at his own words, looking at Taehyung with his lips curled up, "He's a devil, you know, a demon, a witch! God, I'm getting goosebumps."
When they arrive at their destination, Namjoon's mansion, Taehyung dials the password without needing to ring the bell. After a short melody to indicate that it is correct, the door opens.
"I hope he heard and remembered the sounds you made," Taehyung says as he pushes the door open, "You're the cutest when you're blushing."
"Hey!" Jimin taps him on the back as he enters after him, "Watch your mouth, the universe is listening to you!"
As the two of them giggled at each other, their voices were louder than they should have been. Because the house, where their very chaotic friends were supposed to be waiting for them, was far too quiet.
"Hyung?" Taehyung called out as he made his way up the stairs to the living room.
Jimin follows him, they climb the stairs, hearing only the creak of their feet on the wooden floor.
When they return to the room, they both freeze.
"Oh, my-" Jimin drops the pastry package on the floor in a moment of distraction and the loud pop echoes through the room, causing the bodies entwined on the large black sofa to hastily pull apart.
