Run into Sin | Jikook

⋆Part 10⋆

"So, this is happening? This is really happening?"
Taehyung's sitting on the edge of his seat, eyes bulging. His university work is scattered around him, untouched. Instead, he's been nibbling on a chocolate bar for the past twenty minutes and distracting all of them in the library. He tries to initiate physical contact with Yoongi who swats him away every time and mutters 'behave' under his breath.

Jeongguk resists the urge to groan at the distraction, again. He looks up from his Sociology essay, nodding.

"Yeah." He glances around the library quickly to ensure there's no one eavesdropping before continuing. "We've signed up already, received our details and instructions for the first video."

Jeongguk spares a glance over to the right where Jimin sits. He has his headphones in his ears, blocking out everything else and seemingly unaware of the conversation at hand. He's roughly scribbling onto his notepad, pressing the pen down hard in an almost aggressive manner as he makes his notes. Yoongi's watching him warily.

Taehyung seems delighted at the prospects, clapping his hands together loudly in a really subdued, quiet library.

"Fuck, yes!" He whisper-yells. "That's amazing, Guk."

Yoongi looks over to quieten him down but he has a small smile twitching on his lips, not voicing how fond he really is of Taehyung. He reaches out for Taehyung's hands, intertwining their fingers absentmindedly as he continues to work. Taehyung falters only for a second, melting into the touch but he keeps his eyes fixated on Jeongguk.

"What do you have to do for the first video, then?" Yoongi questions, not looking up from his work.

Jeongguk finds himself flushing at the mere mention, once again. He fiddles with the edges of his papers, crinkling them up.

"Riding."

"Oh." Taehyung hums solemnly, nodding. "That's beautiful."

He snorts in disbelief towards his friend, reaching over to swat Taehyung's forearm playfully. It's refreshing that so far, his friends have been nothing but accepting towards the idea of filming porn videos. He knows there's risks associated that everyone's concerned about, including Namjoon, but they're doing this carefully, they're not allowing their identities to be exposed online.

Jimin must believe this too otherwise he never would've agreed, he never would've signed up alongside Jeongguk.

He knows that it'll be hardest to break the news to Hoseok. He appreciates his older friend's opinion and Hoseok will never sit comfortably with the idea. He'll argue it's risking his place in the dance academy, it's threatening everything he's worked exceptionally hard for. Jeongguk debates whether or not he should even tell Hoseok, whether he can keep it a discrete secret and keep it for himself entirely.

Yoongi reaches over to pat Jimin's biceps, coaxing him out of his study haze.

Jimin looks up at the sudden touch, pulling one of his headphones out. His expression softens upon realising it's Yoongi, raising a brow in question.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"We're just talking about the contest," Yoongi tells him.

On cue, Jimin blushes. It's appealing how Jimin seems chaste about the whole ordeal, his innocent smile that appears upon his face at the mention of the videos.

"Oh, right," Jimin says, looking bashful as his he looks down at his work and collecting himself before up, towards Jeongguk. "What're you guys talking about?"

"Nothing specific, just generally." Yoongi shrugs as he twists his torso to give Jimin his undivided attention but keeping a hold of Taehyung's hand as he does so. Concern fills his eyes for a minute, the mood between them changing to serious. "You definitely want this, yeah? Guk's not forcing you to do anything, is he?"

Jimin doesn't hesitate for a second, nodding.

"Of course. I wouldn't of agreed otherwise."

Jeongguk feels his cheeks heat up. He's not sure what the issue is but since Jimin agreed to do this with him, since they had shared a heated kiss together—he's been eager for Jimin's approval towards the contest. He's been eager to see Jimin fluster over the situation.

He doesn't miss the way Taehyung turns to look at him, sparing him a glance for a few seconds with intent behind his expression, before he glances away.

"Good," Yoongi continues. "I know this may be hard for you. I just want this to be good for you."

"It will be, hyung." Jimin reassures. "I really think it'll help us with the rent and the bill, some of the debt we've landed into. We're gonna get a lot of money, you don't have to worry."

Yoongi hums as he listens, nodding.

"And you'll drop out the minute you get uncomfortable, right?"

"You worry too much, hyung!" Jimin laughs.

Taehyung seems to take this chance to ease himself into the conversation. He slides forward on his chair, sitting closer to them both as he faces at Yoongi with a pointed look.

"Doesn't he?" Taehyung adds along. "Since you told us about this two days ago, he's been quite literally losing sleep over it. D'you know how hard it is to sleep when Yoongi's grumbling, moving around all night?"

"It's a taboo subject!" Yoongi defends himself, shooting his boyfriend a glare. "There's a lot of things that can go wrong and I'm allowed to worry for my friends."

"Right." Taehyung drawls out but nonetheless, he wraps an arm around Yoongi and tugs the boy close to his side.

Jimin, however, doesn't take the newfound information lightly. Jeongguk watches with mesmerisation as to how he comforts his friend, reaching over to clasp a hand on Yoongi's shoulder. He squeezes down firmly as if to placate the older man. When Jimin speaks, sincerity drips from his words, ringing clear to everyone around the table.

"I know you're worried but trust me hyung, we'll be wise about this. We won't do anything that'll ruin us permanently."

Jimin oozes of confidence, his words never faltering once.

Just a few days ago, he had been quick to shut down the idea. He had been quick to jump to conclusions, to disregard the contest and completely tear down Jeongguk for even considering it. But now, he seems to have come to peace with the idea and even, strongly defend it. He looks up to Jeongguk in that moment and sends him a discreet nod.

Jeongguk diverts his attention elsewhere, not wanting to give himself away.