Teach Me How to Dance || yoonmin

Chapter 13

Yoongi was still trying to figure out how to cover the hickey, because if he kept holding onto his neck, he was pretty sure Hoseok would notice.

He didn't have any makeup to cover it and he didn't think a scarf was alright either. Hoseok would question him too much about it. So, as quietly as possible, he got off his couch and ran to the bathroom where he found his first aid kit and pulled out a bandaid.

Subtle enough, he thought. He put the band over his hickey and was thankful that it was a bigger kind. He would say that he scratched himself too hard and started bleeding if anyone asked.

He came back to the couch, glaring at Jimin who was now focused on the movie. It was almost over by then, the final battle scene playing.

When the credits began rolling, Yoongi threw a couch pillow right at Hoseok's head in order to wake him up.

"Wake up." He said.

Hoseok groaned in response, his eyes fluttering open. Taking in his surroundings, he grinned when his eyes set upon Jimin.

"Sorry for passing out. Not sure why but I'm a bit tired."

"It's alright." Jimin reassured him.

"Time to leave." Yoongi stated, wanting Hoseok out of his apartment as fast as possible so that he could take care of his little problem with Jimin.

"Can't I just sleep over?"

"NO."

"Damn Yoongi, back at it again with the being rude." Yoongi was just glad that he hadn't noticed the bandage on his neck.

"Oh you're one to talk. Good night, it was great having you over. You too Jimin."

Jimin's plan was to stall and pretend to be leaving when in reality, he wasn't going to.

"C'mon Jimin, I'll escort you home." Hoseok said, a smirk playing at his lips. And that's the moment that Jimin's plan fell into the trash can.

Jimin stood up and shook his head, insisting that it wasn't necessary for him to do that.

"Well, I'll call you a cab then?"

"No, no, it's fine." By this time, Hoseok was almost out the door and Jimin was still standing by the couch.

"What are you waiting for?" Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows, wondering why the younger wasn't following him out. "Let's go~"

Jimin looked at Yoongi then back at Hoseok before walking towards the door.

"I'll see you next week then. Bye!" Jimin waved back at Yoongi. He knew that Yoongi did not want Hoseok knowing about the two of them, so he was going to try his best to keep it hidden, still unsure of the reason why.

Hoseok shut the door behind them and began walking with Jimin to the elevator.

Once they got to the elevator, Jimin made an excuse to go back to the apartment.

"Actually, I, uh, forgot my phone! Go on without me!"

"No, I'll wait."

Jimin really wanted to scream.

Fucking cockblock.

He felt in his pocket and pulled out his phone.

"Nevermind, I just remembered I put it there."

"Ah," Hoseok laughed and pressed the button for the elevator. "Then let's go." He pulled Jimin onto the elevator with him and stood extremely close.

Jimin received a notification and he checked his phone.

Yoongi: you better not let Hoseok try anything on you.

Yoongi: shit did I actually send that? can you pretend you didn't receive that message, thank you.

Yoongi: but seriously hurry up and come back, I need you. Right now. You started something and you most definitely have to finish it.

He got the last message when the elevator finally opened to the main lobby. He figured that if he said he forgot something again, Hoseok would catch on.

So he followed Hoseok out the building.

Jimin: woops?

He instantly got a reply back.

Yoongi: what do you mean woops?

"You seem a bit close to Yoongi."

Yoongi: woops you're not going to pretend?

"Most likely because of the group dance thing, right?"

Yoongi: woops you let him try something?

"At first I wondered why you chose him over me, then I realized that would benefit him. It would be harder for him to work with other people because they aren't as understanding as you."

Yoongi: WAIT ARE YOU FUCKING BLUE BALLING ME PARK FUCKING JIMIN

"Thanks for helping out my friend though, he's a chill guy right? Doesn't do much though so I'm happy he's gotten into dancing."

Jimin: there's really no way to get back up there now

Jimin: sorry.

"Yeah, and no problem, really." The red head sighed.

Jimin slipped his phone back into his pocket, frustrated by the fact that, one, Hoseok stopped a cab for him so he practically had no choice but to leave, two, Hoseok kept talking even though Jimin was barely replying (which he felt bad about if he was being honest), three, he wasn't getting any that night, and four, Yoongi would probably, no scratch that, undoubtedly be angry.

With those thoughts roaming through his mind, he said goodbye to Hoseok, acting as if nothing was wrong and got into the cab. He told the driver where he lived and shut his eyes the entire ride.

He slowly started piecing together why Hoseok couldn't know about the two of them. Obviously Hoseok had a thing for him. And he guessed Yoongi having a thing with him was a violation against the bro code.

Jimin finally got back home to his own apartment and changed into more comfortable clothing. He grabbed his phone and unlocked it, surprised at what he saw next.

Yoongi: I fucking hate you *attached clip*

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Not sure if I feel bad for Hoseok or not TBH

And I thought sexy time was going to happen in this chapter buttttttt I changed my mind lmao