| Returning The Favour || Yoonmin |

Ch16 ~ Breakfast...

Jimin and Yoongi sat across from each other at the breakfast table, Jin sat in the middle of them and Jungkook had placed himself next to Yoongi. Jihoon was still asleep in his room, bundled up in his duvet and wistfully dreaming of crushing his irritating classmate, Kim Mingyu, with his acoustic guitar. The youngest and oldest at the table, had noticed a change in the atmosphere between the two boys who'd hardly made eye contact all morning. Yoongi was trying his best to keep his eyes darted in all directions apart from Jimin's, while the angel faced boy stuffed his face full of the morning meal that had been laid out on the table, trying to distract himself from what happened just minutes before.

"Did I miss something?" Jin spoke up, finally, after a long, speechless time in the dining room. Jimin and Yoongi flinched at the sudden noise emitted in the formerly silent breakfast table.

"What do you mean?" Yoongi appeared nonchalant about how his best friend had sensed the change in the air between the homeless teenager and the dirty blond musician, but he was really quaking in his pajamas. Jin was someone who'd known Yoongi for longer than he cared to remember, giving him the power to sense whether or not the skilled pianist was lying or not; whether Yoongi was bluffing his nervousness away or hiding anything in general. If Yoongi was a book, Jin would have probably read him back and forth, more than enough times to remember every word on each and every page.

"Yoongi step out of the room with me." He got up from his seat and dragged Yoongi out from his seat at the table. Jimin watched the two boys go out of the room with a blush growing on his cheeks, everyone here seemed to exit the room when they'd only just started eating. Odd, Jimin thought.

"Okay what did you do AgustD?"

"Don't say my insta name out loud!" Yoongi demanded. "And you said saying text terms out loud was lame."

"Answer my question Kwon," Jin was dead serious. "What did you do to Jimin last night?" He folded his arms, looking accusingly at his best friend.

"Well how do you know Jimin didn't do anything to me?!" He tried to mindlessly defend himself by blaming his sleeping partner from last night, but even the dopiest person alive knew he was more innocent than a new born child.

"Oh please, the kid didn't even know what a dick was at the dinner table last night, he wouldn't have tried anything sexual even if he wanted to." Jin really wasn't playing around, he was genuinely pissed something might've happened between the two boys, and he had not tried to stop it while he was around. Not just because he was the mom of the house, but because Yoongi had promised him he wouldn't do anything, but it looked to him that he had indeed, done something without his consent, right after he promised he wouldn't. "And besides, I know you Yoongi. You tried something with him last night, didn't you?"

"Well..." he paused suspiciously. He couldn't hide it from him now that he knew something was up with them both.

"OH MY GOD YOU DID!" Jin pulled at the ash brown strands of hair on his head. "RIGHT AFTER I TOLD YOU NOT TO?! I JUST CHANGED THE SHEETS AS WELL WHAT ON EARTH-?!"

"JIN WOULD YOU CALM THE FUCK DOWN?!" Yoongi whisper shouted, afraid Jihoon might wake up from his slumber. Never wake a Kwon unless you know exactly what you're in for. "I didn't do anything!"

"Yeah right." Jin scoffed. "He was right there, asleep and vulnerable, you wouldn't be Kwon Yoongi if you didn't-"

"I didn't do it." Yoongi said shamefully. "He was sleeping right there, I started wanting to try something so I did... but I was overpowered before I could do anything remotely sexual..." Yoongi sounded defeated, he'd never been so powerless to do anything. He'd always been able to get something out of every person he slept next to, even if they didn't intend for anything to happen. This time though... Yoongi felt like the scum of the earth for even beginning to defile the purity that laid next to him last night.

"What, you mean..." Jin chuckled, astonished his best friend had finally fought back against the promiscuous thoughts roaming his mind. "You didn't do anything?!" Yoongi shook his head in disappointment. Pride filled the elder nineteen-year-old. "OH PRAISE THE LORD ALMIGHTY!" Jin screamed with joy. He felt as if Yoongi was making progress, maybe this time next month he'd be over the devilish fiend he'd been obsessing over for the past four years. Maybe Jimin was his chance... maybe he was the key to everything Yoongi needed to find release from her once and for all.

"Would you shut up?" The blond headed mail scowled at how happy his best friend was that he had failed in his supposed mission in life. "I'm not at all amused by how weak I was for him last night." He moped.

"Oh c'mon Yoongi!"Jin slung a broad arm around Yoongi's shoulder, attempting to comfort his emotionally wounded friend. "Maybe this is a good thing, maybe from now on you won't have to use other people to get over Hyojin?"

"And who says I'm not?" Yoongi's expression turned stern. He looked as if he was ready to fight Jin head on, even if he was half a head taller than he was. 

"You're entire demeanor just shouts 'I'm not over Kang Hyojin'." Jin let some of his thoughts escape his mouth. "Dude, you're not over her and everyone knows it except for your crusty ass...  I love you but you're not making yourself feel better by denying you're still in love with that cheating witch." 

"I am fucking over her." Yoongi pressed on. "I have been over her since I lost my virginity to some fucking stripper in that fucking alley way two fucking years ago!" he walked away from Jin, only to find Jimin in the corridor admiring one of his mother's paintings on the walls. "Jimin?" he called out and the younger boy responded to his call. 

"Oh hey hyung..." Jimin ripped his gaze away from the painting and turned his beautifully carved irises to the elder boy. 

"You didn't hear any of that right?" he smiled nervously and scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't want to taint the younger boy's ears with the profanities he might have let spill thrpugh his lips

"I'll pretend I didn't if you want me to." He revealed an eye smile that made Yoongi's fragile heart skip several beats, he felt it stop as time carried on spinning without a care. "Hyung? What's wrong? You're staring again..." 

"What? No I'm not." Yoongi chuckled and went to walk past him, but the heavenly sound of Jimin's voice beckoned him to stop.

"Hyung?" Yoongi turned on his heels to face the younger boy and looked into his hazel brown eyes. "I have to be leaving soon..."