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A Date

"What are you so smiley about?"

Jimin looked over when Namjoon sat next to him at the breakfast table. His Hyung looked like he hadn't slept in a week, which made Jimin feel slightly guilty for being in such a good mood. Slightly.

"Nothing," he replied, finishing his pancakes. "Why are you so frowny?"

"Nothing," Namjoon answered.

"Have you still not spoken to Jin-Hyung? I thought you were going to his office this morning to apologize?"

"Yoongi-Hyung, you damn gossip," he grumbled before sighing. "I did. He had a meeting, so we're meeting up later to talk."

"Just apologize and it'll be fine," Jimin said.

Namjoon frowned at him. "Did Hoseok apologize? Is that why you're so happy this morning?"

"Something like that," he grinned.

Namjoon wrinkled his nose. "You did it, didn't you. Is that why you bailed on dinner with me and Yoongi-Hyung last night?"

"What? No! Hyung, we just saw each other in the practice room and talked. Do you really think I'd be doing that here at the company?" Jimin scoffed.

Namjoon raised an eyebrow. "Yes?"

Jimin smacked him on the arm. "We didn't. We talked, Hoseok-Hyung apologized, and we—" he paused, trying to will the blush away that crept up his neck and into his face.

"You?"

"We made out a little." At a skeptical look from Namjoon, he covered his face with his hands in embarrassment. "Ok a lot. We made out a lot in the practice room, and my shirt may have gotten lost in the process, and so did his, and we—"

"Yeah, I don't really need to hear anymore," Namjoon interrupted, waving his hand at Jimin. "You aren't mad at him anymore. I get it."

"Definitely not mad at him anymore," he chuckled.

"Gross."

"Don't sound so bitter," he teased. "It's your fault you and Jin-Hyung haven't had any hot make-out sessions, so don't get mad at me for mine."

The rapper rolled his eyes.

"Maybe dinner tonight will fix that," he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Namjoon laughed, shaking his head. "I doubt it. If he'll just accept my apology without decking me I'll be happy. I'm not going to push my luck."

"True. You were pretty stupid in Busan."

"You and Yoongi are the worst friends," Namjoon snorted.

Jimin only grinned, returning his attention to his breakfast until someone sat down beside him.

"Good morning."

"Hyung!" He nearly dumped his water when Hoseok leaned forward to get his attention, smiling at him.

The dancer laughed, patting him on the shoulder. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"You didn't." Oh God. Why is my face so hot? He was very actively trying not to stare at Hoseok's heart-shaped lips, but he knew he was failing by the smirk currently on them.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"Dinner with Yoongi-Hyung."

Hoseok frowned. "I thought you had dinner with him last night?"

"I ended up blowing him off to stay here and dance."

"Oh." Hoseok was quiet a moment, and Jimin could tell he was thinking. Finally, he asked with a small smile, "think he'd be mad if you blew him off again to go out with me instead?"