innocence; vmin

t w e n t y s e v e n

Taehyung woke up to the feeling of movement. He opened his eyes to see that he was in his own bed, but wasn't alone.

He jumped into a sitting position quicker than anyone should even think about moving so early in the morning, which woke up his bedmate.

"Okay, what the heck?" Taehyung asked, looking at Bogum with wide eyes. "We didn't. . .do anything, did we?"

Bogum yawned and gave him a mischievous look. "You don't remember?" He asked, not bothering to sit up.

"No, I don't fucking remember! Please tell me we didn't. . ." Taehyung waited for a few moments until Bogum raised an eyebrow suggestively. "You've got to be kidding me."

"Come on, you don't hate me that much," Bogum said, just now sitting up. The motion caused the blanket to slip slightly down his bare chest. "Do you?"

Taehyung was completely astounded. The fact that he likely had sex with his best friend while so drunk that he couldn't even remember it astounded him. He was about to start freaking out when Bogum burst into laughter.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself," he got out between huffs and howls. "Your face was priceless!"

"I hate you so fucking much," Taehyung said, though a weight did lift off of his shoulders. "If we didn't have sex, then why are we both shirtless in my bed cuddling?"

"Funny story," Bogum gave one last small laugh. "Drunk you was basically begging me to have sex with you but, after about an hour of negotiating, you settled for some shirtless cuddling."

"Why didn't you just shove a melatonin down my throat and tell me to shut up?"

"Actually, you wanted me to shove a certain something else-" Before he could even finish that comment, a pillow was swung hard at his face, causing the rest of that sentence to bounce back down his own throat.

"Asshole."

Taehyung had been so caught up in his embarrassment the rest of the morning that he didn't even notice his mom wasn't there until noon when his stomach began rumbling. Figuring she was at work, he got up from his place on the couch beside Bogum and stretched a little.

"Are you hungry?" He asked his friend, still avoiding eye contact.

"Hella," Bogum responded. "Ooh, we should go out somewhere. You can invite your friends and we can tell them all about our night of sweet, passionate love-making."

"If this keeps up I'm going to have to tell the police all about your sweet, passionate murder," Taehyung threatened, though he did take him up on his offer and sent a text to Yoongi, asking if he and Jimin wanted to join him and Bogum for lunch.

Almost immediately, Yoongi responded with an acceptance and the details were soon sorted out.

***

Taehyung and Bogum were there before Jimin and Yoongi, no surprise. They waited outside of the small restaurant for barely ten minutes before the other two decided to finally show up.

"Thank God," Bogum exclaimed. "I thought I was going to have to cut my dick off and eat it after long."

"What a nice mental image," Yoongi, who seemed to always hear things he wasn't supposed to, said with a chuckle.

"Nice to see you again, too," Bogum responded casually, although it had been years since they last were in the same room. "Shall we eat? I'm starving."

***

"No fucking way!" Jimin snorted, almost choking on his soda in the process. "I can't believe he got that drunk!"