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                   Fri(end)s -V

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Jimin's lips trembled with pleasure as Jungkook's kisses consumed him. Their reunion had ignited a fire within them, making this moment feel like their first kiss all over again. The intensity of their connection overwhelmed them, urging them to explore beyond the boundaries of a simple kiss.

As Jungkook continued to move inside him, Jimin held onto the bed sheets tightly, his knuckles turning white. Each thrust sent waves of ecstasy through his body, transporting him to a state of pure bliss. Lost in the pleasure, he reached out for Jungkook, wanting to feel their bodies intertwined.

But amidst their passionate encounter, Jimin's voice unexpectedly called out another name. It caught Jungkook off guard, his pace faltering as he looked at Jimin with confusion. Did he hear correctly?

“T−Taehyung,” Jimin uttered, unaware of the name he had just called out in the heat of the moment. All he wanted was to satisfy his desires, not realizing the impact of his words.

Hurt, Jungkook reluctantly complied, bringing Jimin to his climax. Although his own desires had faded, he wanted to bring this to an end as quickly as possible.

Few days later:

Taehyung was quietly sitting on the couch, in his home. One month had passed since him and Jimin had been apart and one month, since he hadn't seen Jimin.

His brain remained serene, yet his heart compelled him to catch a glimpse of Jimin daily, even if just briefly. Whenever his heart grew too insistent, Taehyung would quiet it by gazing at Jimin's picture, only for it to act up again like a stubborn child.

Every corner of Taehyung's surroundings served as a reminder of Jimin. The house and his room, where they shared countless cherished memories, were the most poignant reminders that Jimin was never far from his mind.

His phone suddenly rang, jolting him out of his thoughts. He picked it up reluctantly. From the past month, he had also been remote since Jimin had left. However, he answered the call and his friend spoke up from the other end.

“Hey my tiger, wassup?” Suho asked enthusiastically. Little did he know that he shouldn't ask his friend how he was doing, when his friend's reason to live had been away from him.

“I'm fine. How come you call?” Taehyung directly asked, just wanted to end the call as soon as possible.

“Always so blunt. Anyways, where is Jimin? Mr bong-jo is growing impatient to produce his album. Are you going to miss this opportunity?” Suho inquired.

“Actually... He's dealing with some personal stuff. Tell, Mr bong-jo that we need some little time more. I'm going to visit Jimin today so I'll talk with him,” Taehyung lazily replied. He preferred to lie to Suho for now.

“Alright man, but this is a golden chance for Jimin, which can be huge... you know. Okay, gotta go, my double-headed boss is calling me. See ya!” Suho said, laughing at the end and hung up.

Taehyung put the phone back at the table. Now he started to think that how should he approach Jimin? Or when he approach Jimin, should he behave professionally or casually? He didn't know that he would be in a situation like this or he wouldn't have become Jimin's manager.

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Jungkook stepped into his mansion with a sad expression on his face. He had been rejected from a company again. Every company, he would step in, they would refuse to sign him. Disappointed but not surprised, he would make his way back to his home. It was one of those days again.