Pretty Lips {Namjin}

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The waiter came soon after they settled down to collect their refreshment and food orders.

"He'll have an iced water, please," Jimin said as the waiter's eyes flickered over to Yoongi.

Yoongi huffed cutely, "But I wanted champagne."

Jimin shook his head in reproval, "I said no, Yoongs."

"Okay then, I'll have a martini," Yoongi mediated, glancing up at the waiter with hopeful eyes.

"Actually, scratch that out, he can't drink," Jimin smiled brightly, Yoongi sending him a harsh glare.

Yoongi tapped his finger-tips along the edge of the dining room piece, "You said I couldn't have champagne, not a martini."

"Any alcoholic drink for that matter, hyung," Jimin sighed tiredly, massaging his temple.

"This is complete and utter bullshit."

Jimin crossed his arms over his front and bit the inside of his cheek, "Stop acting like a child about to have a temper tantrum."

Despite Yoongi's insistent pleas, he still received a glass of water in the end.

After the debacle with the beverages ended, they all ordered the meals to which they individually wanted, the man serving them scribbling the information down quickly.

The seven men now were waiting for it all to come in return, never not wanting to make things interesting for themselves.

"The one time I wanted to be like an adult, Jimin had to be a bitch and ruin it for me," Yoongi looked down at his appetizer plate indignantly.

Jimin swallowed his sip of liquid before wrapping an arm around Yoongi's slight frame and proceeding to smooth a hand over his tense shoulder, "You still complaining about that, huh?"

Yoongi decided not to provide an answer and simply turned to gaze at the blank table next to them.

Jimin took Yoongi's curled fingers in his own warmly and leaned in closer to him, "Wanna act like an adult?"

Yoongi bit his lip regrettably and met the younger man's protruding stare, "Y-Yes."

"You can sit on my lap if you want," Jimin smiled softly, patting his pant-leg twice.

Taehyung let his shoulders sag in his sitting position, "Hyung, not in public."

Jimin puckered his lips out a bit in protest, "I was flirting in public all day today, did you just notice it? Shit, you're either oblivious to everything that goes on around you or you're really fucking dumb."

Namjoon chuckled lightly, "Now, calm down, Jiminie."

Jimin hunched a little closer to Taehyung in the current state of shock he was residing in, "What makes you the lawmaker? You and Hoseok hyung flirted up a storm as well, and so did Namjoon and Jin. For heaven's sake, Jin gave him a good time in a dressing room stall. If that isn't a public display of affection, I don't know what is."

Jungkook and the others hid their laughs behind the shelter of their spread palms at these sentences.

"All I want is for Yoongi to ride my dick into another dimension, and you're denying me from fulfilling my dream." Jimin proved while laying his back against the neck of the chair. "What do you have against me? I'm sure that you have gotten plenty of practice from your humanized landing strip over there."

Hoseok started to choke on his own saliva that he just swallowed with this statement, Jin reaching over to pat his shoulders in an effort to help.

Jimin gestured over to Hoseok hacking on the other end of the table, "Yeah, he knows what's up. Tae does it like he's in a competition for horseback riding, doesn't he?"