Third Person's P. O. V.
"Bet you fifty bucks he is gonna kill Taehyung before the month ends" Hoseok leans to Yoongi eyeing the looming darkness behind them where the chef and the younger were busy at their respective counters. "Bet you a hundred I'm gonna beat him to it" the other replies keeping his eyes sternly to his work, absolutely done with the childish whims Taehyung has been committing to wreck their peace.
Starting from joking squabbles to more teasing bickering to actual fistfight and angry outbursts they had seen it all in the past few weeks, but things keep going more south.
The tension struggling to balance on a frail rope of constraint, too close to breaking any moment.
A huffing Jimin stepped in through the door carrying a box too huge for him to manage and Jungkook immediately went ahead to help, "let me get that" taking the box from him and heading to the stock room.
"Thanks Kookie" Jimin smiles making his eyes become tiny crescents.
"Don't fret Chim, he rather loves to flex anyway" Hoseok calls out drawing the other's attention away from staring at the strong muscular back and clinched waist of Jungkook.
"Well, I won't say it's just a show off" he busies himself picking at random stuff around, trying to brush away the little pink dusting over his cheeks "he is really strong, and sweet, and nice".
Hoseok chuckles making his way to him "you still didn't ask him out, did you?" Jimin's eyes widened in shock and embarrassment as he avoids looking at the other. "You want me to set you up?" They see Jungkook pass by and head to his counter unbothered about what the two were discussing.
"No!" Jimin whisper-yells grabbing Hoseok's arm "are you crazy?! I can't do that" anxiously shaking his head "I don't think he sees me that way, I don't want to make it awkward".
A sigh leaves the elder's mouth "then do something to make him see you that way" the younger finally looks up with hopeful bright eyes, pursing his lips just enough to make him look like the perfect definition of baby boy.
"Yeah try looking at him like that, I bet he'll have you bent down and moaning in no time" Jimin blushes hard and excuses himself getting busy but his eyes flicker time and again towards Jungkook working at his counter.
After he is done with setting up the tables and making sure the restaurant is all prepped up and pretty for lunch Jimin finds his way back to the kitchen only to see Jungkook desperately trying to put out a fire on his uniform while Seokjin shouted at him for his carelessness.
Although this was an usual mishap with the younger, but it was the first time Jimin was brave enough to help him out believing it is only fair to return a favor.
Jungkook was startled to find a huffing Jimin collide with him, and being absolutely unprepared for such an occurrence his hand slipped to grab onto the counter, toppling both of them to the ground as he felt the shorter male press his apron on his chest. He watched with unsure eyes as a heaving Jimin sighed in relief on top of him as the fire finally subsided.
"You're safe" the blonde boy smiled happily, he had succeeded in saving Jungkook from getting hurt and that's quite something.
"Well, he might be but you're totally not" Jimin's wide eyes looked up to trace an amused Hoseok peering at them "he literally has your ass in his hands".
Jimin went red as his eyes came to meet Jungkook's when he felt the other's hands cupping his butt, Jungkook suddenly realized it too and went equally red as he drew away his hands instantly, clumsily holding them out in mid air and mumbling a quiet sorry as he avoided looking at the blonde on top of him.
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A Taste of You || TaeJin [Completed]
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