COLD

17: T

(say the name)

A knock came from the door and both Yoongi and Jimin's head whipped towards it.

"You guys better not have came in my sheets," Seokjin nagged behind the door. "By the way, Jungkook left when he heard."

"You still think you're even?" Yoongi raised an eyebrow.

Jimin simply sighed and laid back down onto the bed.

"It should be fine, I walked in on him having sex with some girl once. It's cool."

"Jungkook's bisexual?"

"Yeah, but it's pretty rare for him to fuck girls. Maybe once in a month."

"Wow, I'm not even sure what you guys are. Fuck buddies or boyfriends."

"I would say boyfriends, but we do fool around sometimes."

"So fuck buddies."

"Maybe. I don't know. We met when I was going through a difficult time." Jimin lowered his head and fidgeted with his fingers. "After we broke up, he stayed with me every night, drinking until we both got drunk and had sex. Then Jongdae reappeared. Took me to his house. And things led on until recently, when Jungkook found me at a pub when I was with him. He asked me to call him, but at that time, Jongdae was all I cared about. Turns out, he was playing with me. Using me."

"It's okay, Jiminie. It's not your fault." Yoongi sat down at his feet, massaging them. "It was mine. I was a drunk bastard."

A silence filled the room as they sat next to each other, their harsh breathing deafening.

"This is the last time we're going to do it, okay?" Yoongi slid off the bed and made his way towards the door.

Jimin bit his lower lip and nodded solemnly. Sex with Yoongi was great, but he knew had to let go.

"I wish there was such a relationship where we can just fuck without any strings attached."

"Fuck buddies? You want to be fuck buddies with me?." Yoongi laughed. Jimin was one hell of a horny bastard.

"I probably have a sex addiction," Jimin admitted. For a hunter, he had done it to many times.

Yoongi wrapped his hand around his doorknob and turned it, opening the door. Namjoon and Seokjin tumbled into the room, face-forward.

"Oh! Hey Yoongi! We were just... We were just checking the door for insects." Seokjin pretended to look at the door, flicking an invisible bug. Namjoon peeked in, making eye contact with Jimin, who was trying to wear his clothes, but every time he moved, a wince would flash across his face.

"Yoongi went hard, didn't he?" Namjoon smirked and threw a bottle at Jimin, which he caught. "Apply this on your thighs, it will make the pain go away."

"Isn't that my-"

"Just lend it to the poor guy, alright?"

"But I need for toni-"

"Continuing arguing and you won't need it for a month."

Seokjin pressed his lips tightly shut, walking away.

Jimin inspected the bottle. It didn't have any label, but it contained a transparent liquid. Sniffing it, it smelled like strawberry with a hint of lemon.

Yoongi gave him a small smile and closed the door behind him.
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Jimin came out of Yoongi's room slightly limping.

"Yoongi?" He called out as he entered the living room. "Yoongi, you really w-"

The living room was empty and was freezing cold. Jimin shivered involuntarily and began to rub his arms.