The next day Jungkook was not disturbed as he slept till noon and woke up on his own only to find his manager stalling around in his bedroom. It took a moment for him to realize what was happening before he came to his senses and panicked.
"Hoseok, I swear if you did anything while I was sleeping I'm going to kill you."
The pink haired male looked over his shoulder boredly before ignoring the brunette entirely and continuing his inspection of the closet.
"I'm talking to you. What the hell are you doing there?"
The older had managed to irk him the first thing in the morning- noon, to be exact, without even saying anything and it bothered Jungkook because he couldn't help but feel extremely suspicious.
"Calm your tits, kid. I just got here and I'm getting your outfit ready."
Jungkook eyed him warily as he got out of bed and stepped closer to the older like he was a ninja.
"Why? I have no where to go today. Tell me. What are you up to, you sly weasel?"
Hoseok finally turned around with a smirk on his face and threw the clothes towards the younger's direction.
"Get dressed. Jimin-ssi wants your company today."
Jungkook squinted his eyes as he caught the clothes before recalling any discussion he had with the raven haired male about what the older was informing him.
"He didn't.. say anything like that to me."
The pink haired male shrugged as he walked past him and sat on the younger's bed.
"I guess you weren't available when he wanted to tell you, so he told me."
The brunette suddenly smirked as he threw the fabric on bed next to the older before turning and moving towards the bathroom.
"So.. Did you offer him a blow job or hot sex?"
Hoseok's eyes almost popped out of their sockets and he was glad the younger wasn't looking in his direction, giving him a good chance to recompose himself before he could be caught.
"Even if I did tell you it's not like your virgin sex deprived ass can understand so.. I'll spare you the effort."
Jungkook stepped out immediately after he went in only to throw a nasty look at the older before responding.
"I'm NOT sex deprived, you asshole."
The older laughed as he dropped back on the bed and settled his arms behind his head before closing his eyes.
"Says the guy who fucks pillows in his sleep."
The pinkette didn't bother to open his eyes when he heard wet feet stomping on the floor towards him with a splat on each step until he felt the water dripping on his thigh.
"That was-"
"Don't drool on my pants. Move back."
Jungkook stopped midway with his mouth agape as he looked down and saw the water from his wet arm that he was using to point at the other was dripping water on the older's thigh. Without realizing he moved his hand back and continued with his threat.
"That was not related to what you are implying. And if you dare open your mouth about it with anyone I'll punch your teeth into your brain."
The older only laughed as the younger stomped back and slammed the bathroom door shut. Now Hoseok opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in silence with slight sound of shower in the background.
How should he approach Jimin? What does Jimin think about him till now? Did he really mean it when he said he had no problem if he liked Jimin? It wouldn't be too fast to do something right now, right? Or maybe he should wait for a while before making a move?
"Thinking about me?"
Jimin's voice made the older sit up in an instant and stare at the ravenette as he walked towards him only to stand in front of him before sitting on his lap.
"J-Jimin-ssi, I-"
The younger smiled as he looked at the older with a soft smile and placed his fingers on the gaping lips.
"Shh"
Hoseok gulped wondering how this was happening as he sat like a statue staring at the other who was inching closer to him while keeping his eyes on the older's lips. It was like a dream. A very vivid and amazing dream.
Jimin stopped when his lips were only a millimeter away from the other's and glanced at his eyes before whispering.
"Asshole."
Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at the sudden insult but before he could ask Jimin repeated, his voice a bit different than usual.
"Get off of my bed."
The older being unable to understand the situation looked confused as he asked.
"What?"
Jimin's face disappeared when he felt a wetness on his face and that's when Hoseok opened his eyes to find a wet towel on his face. He removed the object and sat up only to see Jungkook standing in front of him dressed in his pants only, his hands folded in front of his chest and glaring at the older like he was caught stealing.
"Ah, I must have dozed off for a bit."
Jungkook smirked when the older stood up straight and smoothed his clothes only to freeze when he noticed something in his pants that was not supposed to be there.
"Should I call Jimin for you to help with that problem?"
The brunette asked cockily as he watched the other slowly lift his head up without any remorse on his face wondering what the older might be thinking when the said male spoke up.
"At least I wasn't trying to hump a pillow."
With that he moved towards the younger's bathroom without permission and stopped at the door to announce.
"I'll be back in a while. You can stuff your tummy till then. Now, excuse me."
With that Hoseok went inside the bathroom and Jungkook only stared as his manager clearly told him to eat up while he mastrubated in his bathroom. This was unreal and he didn't know how to react so he just did what he was told.
Once he was shoving bite after bite of the sandwich and drinking banana shake over it, an idea popped in his head which made him grin menacingly. Gulping down the huge amount of food in his mouth, the brunette glanced at the direction of his room and snickered.
"Let's see how you deal with me now, Mr. Smarty pants."
And that's when Jungkook unintentionally became the matchmaker.
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