it's just kissing | m.j ✓

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.

"Jimin, you alright?" Namjoon asks quietly once they are a good distance away from the summer home. "Are you too cold?"

"Mm, no. I'm OK. I think the fresh air is helping," Jimin answers with a dopey smile. "Oh, I owe you a wish now."

"A wish?"

"Yeah, you took a shot for me. I owe you a wish now...just, uh, I don't have that much money..."

"Jimin, I'm not going to ask you for money."

"OK. Good. Umm, then what?"

"...I don't know, but I wouldn't worry about it. Are you sure you're OK?" Namjoon asks again, noticing the way Jimin is sort of wobbling now. He hovers a cautious hand on the back of Jimin's back, knowing that the terrain isn't exactly accommodating. There's wilted patches of grass, rocks and gravel beneath them, and even while sober, Namjoon has tripped on something particularly bumpy before.

"Ohh....." Jimin lets out his eyes now shut, and Namjoon figures that this is probably a cue for him to take the man to bed.

"Jimin, lets get you inside."

"Umm...wow...everything is...spinning...I think...I think I'm just...sit down....a little..." Jimin slurs, feeling his world starting to rotate a little around him, and lowers himself onto the ground. Namjoon catches him before the smaller man can lie down on dirt and pulls him into his arms. Clearly, Jimin is no dainty little thing. He may be a bit on the shorter side, but he's still a full-grown man, and Namjoon finds himself letting out a small groan as he holds the man up in his arms.

"...Boss," Jimin calls out softly, his eyes still closed.

"...Yeah."

"How...how come you didn't kiss me....?"

"...What?"

"You didn't...kiss me...or Yoongi....why...?"

".....Jimin, you're drunk."

"...Why? Are you...mad at me...?"

"Jimin, no. Why would you think that."

"Then....why...?"

Namjoon says nothing as he continues to walk towards the summer home, the soft light coming from the inside creating an almost mirage-like appearance. His eyes are fixated on the golden glow as he keeps his lips sealed tight, hoping that Jimin will just fall asleep so he doesn't have to answer.

He doesn't have an answer as to why. Not one he can give Jimin anyway. He's told himself that it's because Jimin looked uncomfortable, but he knows he'd be lying to himself if he were to say that was the only reason. He knows Jungkook's a good guy. Hell, the kiss wouldn't have meant anything to begin with, and Jungkook wouldn't have turned it into some creep-fest. If anything, he prefers Jungkook over....anyone else really, but it didn't stop him from taking that shot.

Because maybe, just maybe, he didn't want to see Jimin kissing anyone else, but deep inside, he's a coward, because he keeps telling himself that he did it for Jimin.

.

"Is he dead?"

Namjoon sighs lowly at the sound of Taehyung's voice coming from behind him (What kind of a question-). He had been hoping to sneak into one of the bedrooms without any of them seeing him carrying Jimin in his arms. Not because he's embarrassed or anything, but more because he knows that they were going to make a big deal about it. He's not dense by any means. He's perfectly aware of the teasing glances and quips everyone at the bar comes up with to insinuate a blossoming relationship of sort between him and Jimin (which there isn't, by the way).