DISCONTINUED |soft| •YOONSEOK•

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Jimin woke up with a pounding headache. It's almost eleven. He carries himself to the bathroom, needing to pee so badly. He sees himself in the mirror. His eyes are puffy and bloodshot, his cheeks are pink and have tear stains, and he jut looks completely wrecked.
"Fuck," Jimin curses. He leans against the sink. He hates how he can't keep a relationship. Everyone wants something from him. Most of the time it's things he doesn't want to give up. He isn't ready to lose his virginity. Maybe if he could keep a boyfriend for more than a few months he would be.
He dragged himself out of the bathroom and into the main part of the apartment. It's normal for Yoongi to stay in his room at this time. But the place is deadly quiet. It makes him anxious because he does know what happened last night.
He knocks on the bedroom door. "Hyungie, are you awake?"
He waits for an answer, but doesn't eat one. He opens the door. Yoongi's bed is empty. Jimin bites his cheek. He knows he shouldn't feel worried since Yoongi is older than him and is more responsible. But yesterday was the first time since the week before they graduated that he slipped into headspace. What if Yoongi is little somewhere?
Jimin leaves the room. He goes to the kitchen to find some breakfast. His mind eases when he sees a glass of water, painkillers, and a note. He picks it up.
The note reads: Dear Jiminie, I woke up earlier this morning. I figure you don't feel the greatest, so I thought I should leave you something. Don't worry about me today. I'm having my own adventure around the neighborhood! Call me if you need something! ~Hyung <3
Jimin takes the pills and drinks the water. He figures Yoongi will be okay, but e doesn't want to lay around by himself all day. He goes to his room and finds his phone. He has a hand full of notifications from Hyojon. Most asking him to forgive him, others calling him a prude. Jimin blocks his number. He doesn't need that negativity.
Instead, he calls Taehyung. He has only ever shown him kindness and he'd loved to get closer. "Jimin?"
"Hi, good morning Taehyungie," Jimin says. He wasn't ready for Taehyung's deep morning voice. "I'm sorry if I woke you."
"It's all good. It's worth it. So what can I do for you, Minnie?"
"Do you wanna hang out? I get bored being all by myself," Jimin says.
Taehyung chuckles. "Okay, Do you want to come over? Jungkook and I share an apartment but he won't mind you coming over."
"Mhm, That sounds good. Just send me your address and I'll be on my way!" Jimin chirps. His hangover is fading fast.
"Alrighty, see you in a few."
Jimin goes to his room. He gets dressed, simple black shorts and a white shirt. He gets a text from Taehyung with his address. Luckily, it's just down the street. Jimin fixes his hair and tries to make himself presentable. So, he looks normal and not like he was crying. He looks int he mirror and is very proud of himself.
He grabs his phone and licks the door behind him. It's only getting hotter in Seoul. The sun basically scorches his skin. Jimin tried to walk faster, but not get sweaty. Jimin finds the building. He walks through, almost running into someone.
"Jeez, Jimin," Hoseok says, keeping the younger from tripping over. "Be careful. Wouldn't want to get hurt."
Jimin nods, blushing slightly. "Sorry Hyung."
Hoseok chuckles. "It's okay, sweets. Going to hang out with Jungkook and Taehyung?"
Jimin nods. "Just Taehyung. Or at least he's the one I came to see."
"How are you after last night?" Hoseok asks.
Jimin shrugs. "Could be better."
"And Yoongi? He was acting weird."
Jimin swallows. "He must've been drunk."
Hoseok nods. "Oh, of course. Well, I'll see you around."
Jimin waves him off and knocks on the apartment door that Taehyung gave him. It opens. Jungkook stands in the doorway, shirtless. Jimin blushes. "Oh, uh, hi," Jimin says. He tries not to look at the beauty of a man in front of him.
"Hey," Jungkook says.
"Jungkook, I told you I'd get it!" Taehyung tells. He shoves Jungkook. "Hi Jiminie. Come on inside." He grabs Jimin's wrist and pulls him inside.
Jimin takes off his shoes. "Sorry for a short notice. I just didn't want to be alone," Jimin says.
"It's all good," Taehyung says. "I'd love to keep you company." He has a boxy grin that makes Jimin's stomach twirl. Or maybe it's alcohol poisoning. "So, do you want to watch a movie?"
"Sure!"
Jungkook watches while stuffing a chip in his mouth. He feels jealous. He wants to be the person to make Jimin smile. He's the one that brought him home last night. He practically saved him from his asshole ex. Why would he choose Taehyung?
Taehyung notices Jungkook's stare. He walks up to the older. He leans to his ear. "Are you going to join, or keep staring at him like you wanna fuck him?" He whispers.
Jungkook shoves him away. "Shut up, and you don't?"
Taehyung smiles. "I want to be his friend. What ever happens happens. I'd be fine with pounding him into my mattress."
"Funny coming from you," Jungkook says. "You couldn't be a dom if you wanted. One command from me and you melt," Jungkook growls.
As much as he hates to admit, Taehyung knows Jungkook is right. But it doesn't stop the feeling he gets when he's around Jimin, even if he also gets it around Jungkook. He won't let Jungkook know he's right. "I'm pretty sure you literally just told me to shut up. And my mouth is still running."
"You little slut." Jungkook presses against him. "I'll make you regret it."
Taehyung feels bubbly. Before he can saw anything, he hears footsteps coming. He shoves Jungkook away. Jimin pops his head in. "Hey, I picked out a movie. It's a really cheesy one, so we don't have to watch it."
"What is it?" Taehyung asks.
"Heathers."
The youngest smiles. "Sounds good. I'll pop some popcorn and be out there in a few. You can go sit, you must be tired from last night still."
Jimin nods. "Thank you." He leaves.
Taehyung grabs two bags and starts popping them. He splits it into three bowls. "You joining us?"
Jungkook nods. "Of course. The hottest virgin I've ever seen and my personal whore in the same room while watching a movie about murder. That's something I'd never miss."
Taehyung scoffs. "Don't be such a douche. Jimin is really sweet. He deserves a special first time. He deserves to be loved and cared for." He hands a bowl to Jungkook.
"And that's you?"
"Maybe."
They go out to the living room. Jimin is sitting in the middle of the couch. Taehyung smiles, the boy looks so cute. He sits next to him, pulling a blanket to cover them both. He hands Jimin is bowl. Jungkook sits I the other side of Jimin, but not as close as Taehyung did. But in arms length.
The movie starts. Jimin has seen the movie so many times. He knows it word for word. But he doesn't recite it like he normally would. He doesn't want to annoy his new friends, so he just stays quiet and giggles along to the movie. Taehyung has seen the movie too, so he knows what to except. Jungkook, however, is very entertained.
"Wait, they are trying to say they could fit both of their dicks into her tiny mouth?" Jungkook asks.
"They must have tiny dicks," Taehyung says.
"But weren't why hella homophobic back then? Why would they both stick their dicks in, they'd rub against each other."
"Just watch the movie, Hyung," Taehyung says, getting annoyed.
"But-"
Jimin sticks a piece of popcorn in Jungkook's mouth. "Tae is right. Can you be quiet, Hyung? It's getting to a good part?"
Jungkook looks at the smaller. "O-oh sure."
Jimin smiles. He pats the seat next to him. Jungkook slides towards him. Jimin leans his head on Taehyung's shoulder, but his hand is rest next to Jungkook. Call him needy, but he wants to have both of them. He is tempted to hold Jungkook's hand. But he knows Jungkook is a fuckboy. He doesn't want to just fuck. He wants to be loved. And he feels that Taehyung could give him that.
"That dumb bitch thought they were fake?!"
"Kookie, sh," Jimin says.
Jungkook almost blushes. He looks at Taehyung. The younger as a smirk. He stares into Jungkook's eyes and lays his head on top of Jimin's. Jungkook recognizes this as Taehyung taunting him. He glares at him, but he can't do anything. That's what Taehyung wants. And he won't give him that satisfaction.
Before the boys could do anything more, Taehyung's phone starts to ring. He groans, but answers. "Hey Jin."
"Do you have Jimin's number?" Seokjin asks in a panicked tone.
"He's next to me. Why, what's wrong?" Taehyung says. Jimin pauses the movie and turns his attention to Taehyung now.
"Yoongi passed out. He was in your dad's book store and you know how it doesn't have air con. But Namjoon heard him fall and brought him to the tattoo place. He's laid on the sofa, but we don't know what to do. We don't know if this is normal. Should we take him to the hospital?" Jin asks.
Taehyung feels himself panic. "Uh, we'll be down in five. Maybe try cooling him off." He hangs up. "We have to go to the parlor. Yoongi passed out."
Jimin gets up. "Oh my god. What if something bad happened?" The other two boys are right behind him as they get their shoes on and leave. The parlor in right next door. Taehyung tells Jimin what Jin told him as they run there.
Jimin opens the door. Yoongi is laid on the couch, he's shirtless and has an ice pack pressed against his forehead. Jin is playing with his hair. Namjoon is anxiously sitting at his feet. Hoseok is on the floor next to him.
"Oh my," Jimin says. He runs to Yoongi's side. He takes note of the pants Yoongi is wearing. Along with the discarded shirt and hoodie. All black. He pushes Yoongi's hair back. "You are so stupid." He takes hold of his hand. It's clammy, but he massages it a little.
"Could someone find him something to eat?" Jimin asks. He looks at his hyung's body. It's way too small. He knows Yoongi skips meals, but he didn't realize it's this bad.
Namjoon gets up and brings back a pack of fries. "This was in the back."
"Yah, those were mine," Jungkook says.
"Not anymore," Seokjin says. "So, do you wait until he wakes up?"
"Maybe we could pour water on him," Taehyung says. "It works in the movies."
Jimin shrugs. He gets the water bottle that lays half full and pours it on Yoongi's head. Surprisingly, the boy shoots up. He sputters and gasps. "What the-?"
"Jeez Hyung," Jimin says. He hugs Yoongi's small waist. "You scared me. You big dummy."
Yoongi looks around. The faces of his 'friends' all look relieved. "I'm sorry."
"Are you thirsty? You must be," Jimin says. Hoseok hands him another water bottle. He helps Yoongi drink it. "Just rest for a bit. Don't try to move."
Yoongi lays. Ack against the couch. He feels sick. Not only is he guilty for making Jimin feel bad, but he also passed out and had everyone else worrying. Not to mention he's half naked in front of almost strangers. He's seen them at most five times since he moved into Seoul. That's mostly because of the piano and Jimin.
"Try to eat these?" Jimin suggests.
Yoongi looks at the day old French fries. "Uh, can I just go home?"
Jimin nods. "That's fine. I can carry you."
"It's fine, Jimin. I got him," Jungkook says.
"No no no. Please don't touch me," Yoongi says.
Jungkook frowns. Of course he feels offended. But he accepts that Yoongi doesn't really know him so he may not be comfortable around him.
"Why don't I help you get your shirt on, hm?" Jimin speaks to him. He brushes Yoongi's hair. He wants him to be calm. Going into little space would be very bad.
Yoongi nods. He lets Jimin help him with his shirt. "See? Now you know I'm not that strong. So can you ask a Hyung to carry you?" He speaks softly. "Whoever you feel most comfortable around."
Yoongi nods again. He thinks Namjoon, Seokjin, and Hoseok are the people he's most comfortable around. Hoseok seems pretty small, but he did carry him home last night. Jin looks very strong since he has broad shoulders. But Yoongi has only talked to him a few times. Namjoon, he's seen him the most since Yoongi goes tot he book store a lot. They both have the same taste in music so it's a bond. Plus his chest is pretty broad.
Yoongi looks at Namjoon. "Namjoon Hyung, can you help me back to my apartment?"
Namjoon smiles. "Of course." Namjoon comes closer to him. "How about you go on my back?"
Yoongi nods. Jin helps him get onto Namjoon's back. He feels so tall. Namjoon is like a giant. "Okay, I'm good." Namjoon starts to carry him. Jimin has Yoongi's things and is hot on their trail.