Run into Sin | Jikook

Part 18

"We got paid!"
Taehyung and Jimin's head snap up from where they're sitting. They're outside on the campus grounds, sitting around a bench. Taehyung and Yoongi are eating lunch together, lovingly feeding each other and acting gross. Jimin's trying to study some more, his lunch untouched besides him. Jeongguk had his laptop out and he was attempting to do work before getting distracted and checking his bank account.

Jimin raises a brow. "You mean, porn video paid?" He asks, voice hushed.

He nods eagerly as he turns the laptop around, displaying the total sum of their three videos so far. The digits in his bank account feels satisfying, after having struggling for so long. He doesn't remember the last time he had this much money in his account, the last time he wasn't into minus.

Taehyung swallows around the bite of the sandwich he's eating, looking gleefully pleased.

"That's great, Guk!"

Yoongi nods. "Is it enough for rent this month?"

"More than enough," he reassures, already setting to transfer the specific amount into his second account so he can follow through with his required payments. "I'm so happy. Our efforts was paid off."

Jimin looks contented, a lazy smile sprawled across his lips. His eyes drift up from the papers before him, sparing a moment to make eye contact with Jeongguk and nodding softly. As if to placate him. Silently praise them for their work.

Taehyung settles back on the bench. His smile is devious, clearly thinking up something completely unwise. Taehyung's ideas always end in disaster and each time, they promise they'll never listen to him again. But regardless, no one is as entertaining as Taehyung is.

"We should go out for drinks! To celebrate!"

For once, Taehyung's not suggesting something outrageous and rather, it makes sense. Jeongguk's always prepared to accept any offer that forces him out of the four walls of his home, allows him to interact with other people. He likes drinking and he likes losing a small part of his conscious to enter into a different, overcast mindset.

Jimin, on the other hand, is already shaking his head.

"Not my scene," he rejects almost immediately, not even taking a second to consider the offer. "Nope."

Taehyung pouts. "Please, c'mon. You've never gone out with me! It'll be fun!"

"I don't like bars."

"We'll go to a nice one!"

Yoongi sighs at his boyfriend's insistent pleading. He reaches out to grab Taehyung's hand, intertwining their fingers as he lifts it to his lips and kisses it tenderly. There's a certain softness behind the action before he turns to Jimin.

"Jiminie. One time won't hurt," he persuades.

"Not you too, hyung."

"You don't have to come but Seokjin will probably tag along, Jeongguk's friends can come, too. It'll be fun. You don't even have to drink."

Jeongguk almost feels guilty. They're pleading Jimin to come along and he knows, for a fact, that his roommate isn't comfortable with the idea of the club scene. Jimin's never immersed himself into such a situation and it doesn't seem like he's ambitious to start doing so anytime soon. Nonetheless, he seems to be contemplating Yoongi's offer and a second later, he sighs out loud.

"Fine." Exasperation leaks from his tone when he speaks. "As long as my drinks are paid for."

Taehyung squeaks—quite literally squeaks—as he claps his hands. Once again, his loud boisterous personality attracts attention from the students around them. The boy never seems affected, though. He never seems to pay any heed to people around him and what they think, never dulling his contagious aura.