The Fuck Bet || Jimin FF

× Chapter 10 - I Got Carried Away ×

Yoongi felt the alcohol make him tired and he was getting too hot to dance in the crowd, so he decided to go outside and get some fresh air. With a sigh, he leaned against the railing of the terrace and lit a cigarette.

A habit he didn't like himself but had been doing it more than usual. Since his first great love had visited him and since then came to him regularly to spend a his nights with him, Yoongis urge to destroy his lungs had risen.

Although he knew it might affect his career as a rapper, his head was more clouded than the air he exhaled when he smoked. As he stood there and the ashes were blown away by the wind, he looked through the window at the others and watched his friends.

More specifically, he saw something he didn't want to see. Something that unfortunately hurt more in his heart than he wanted to admit. Something that made him feel pain and betrayal.

Yoongi laughed bitterly without looking away from Jimin, who had just laid his hands gently on her hips. His eyes were still on Rose, who buried her fingers in his hair. "I guess Rose has won that bet.", he whispered, flicking his cigarette butt over the railing just to light a second afterwards.

Shortly thereafter, Barbie ran out of the door with smudged makeup. At least one thing put him in a good mood. "Karma is a bitch, but no bigger bitch than you.", He shouted after her but she only showed the middle finger in his direction.

Now he looked back through the window while he took a sip of beer. He would rather have something harder now, but unfortunately he had nothing within reach. "Are you sad because you wanted Rose or wanted Jimin?", a voice from the darkness suddenly asked.

"Who are you?", Yoongi asked back without answering. "It's just me, Hoseok.", grinned the sunshine and stood next to him now. "So, what does somebody like you do out there mourning someone instead of having fun?"

Hoseok's grin was contagious, almost so infectious that Yoongi could forget Jimin, Rose and his ex-lover. Unfortunately not contagious enough.

A sigh escaped Yoongi and he turned his head back to the spectacle that was in front of him. Many people pressed their bodies together in the hope not to go home alone today. To put the loneliness aside for a few hours. Wake up the next morning in the arms of a stranger and walk the walk of shame, but knowing that it was worth it.

"Jimin.", Yoongi growled after a few minutes of silence. He could see that Rose's cheeks were still red. Jimin ruffled his hair all the time and he looked up in surprise as Rose said goodbye and left the house with quick steps.

Quickly Yoongi ran behind the wall and pointed Hoseok to cover him. "Hey Hobi did you see Yoongi?", Rose asked as he had guessed and Hoseok shook his head, thank god. "I think he went home with someone, nobody can tame the dick of this fuckboy."

Yoongi kicked him, but Hoseok just laughed. With a raised eyebrow, she nodded and disappeared into the dark street. "Thanks, I really didn't want to talk to her now, but your words weren't necessary."

"Sorry, I got carried away."
Hoseok laughed and could now also make Yoongi smile. "You know, a kiss of yours would make me forget Jimin quickly, too.", Yoongi now said in a different tone and his smile formed to a cheeky grin.

Hoseok opened his mouth, but at first not much but stutter came out. "I-i'm not g-gay."

"Me neither, I swim in both waters.", He answered and leaned over to him slightly. Hoseok's cheeks turned suspiciously pink and he looked away, ready to run.

"No, I-i mean... a-anyway, I have to go Yoongi, see you.", he babbled and ran back to the others.

"Cute.", he chuckled as he watched the younger man. "I think I already have a new bet to start."
Immediately, thoughts of his best friend came to his head again and he rolled his eyes.