Hoseok and Yoongi stand in a rented photo studio, with a small production team and eight models. Hoseok is in the lead, directing the four almost naked male models in front of him, positioning them and showing them what to do.
"Back, back!" He smiles wide as he takes in the poses the models are doing. "That's what I'm talking about!" Hoseok beams at the models in front of him, proud of his work. "We're kicking every gay ass here! I don't say that pejoratively, I say it hopefully." He takes in the models in front of him, eyes alight with glee. "Hold it. Any of you gay?" He eyes a young male assistant walking past with a box of camera equipment and throws him a flirty grin. "Not even you? Come on, man. Come talk to me after. Give me five minutes of your time. I might be able to let you see some reason."
Yoongi enters the room and Hoseok directs his attention onto him, beaming wide. "Look at you in the house! Come on, baby!"
Yoongi shakes his head at Hoseok's antics, and approaches the younger man, wearily. "I'm supposed to meet up with Jimin."
"Who's that?" Hoseok frowns, baffled. "That headhunter? What you guys going out now?"
"No, no, no." Yoongi is quick to deny. "We're just friends." He takes a breath, deciding to be honest but can't help as his voice turns quieter making it so only Hoseok can hear him. "We're messing around a little bit."
"What do you mean?" Hoseok's attention is now completely focused on Yoongi and away from the models.
"Sleeping together. But it's just sex." Yoongi reassures, but it sounds like he is trying to convince himself not Hoseok.
"That never works, bro. He's a guy. Sex always means more even if he don't admit it."
"Jimin's different."
Hoseok throws him a deadpan look. "Is he sleeping with other guys or secretly have a husband?"
"No." Yoongi shakes his head. "At least, not that I know of."
"Then he's no different."
Yoongi rolls his eyes, growing slightly irritated. "What do you know about him anyway?"
Hoseok just sighs. "I told you, he has a penis and is single, so he's going to grow attached whether you like it or not."
"So for you it's just always about sex then?"
"No." Hoseok decides to be honest. "I have been in love. I went down that rabbit hole. You know what I discovered? It's not who you want to spend Friday night with, it's who you want to spend all day Saturday with."
Yoongi lets out a long, exasperated sigh, feeling defeated. "Yeah, but then it's every Saturday for the rest of your life."
Hoseok rolls his eyes at Yoongi. For someone older than him, you would think he would be a lot smarter. "It's okay, you don't get it." Hoseok reaches out to pat Yoongi on the shoulder in comfort. "It's no big deal. But you will. One day, you'll meet someone and it'll literally take your breath away. Like you can't breathe. Like no oxygen to the lungs. Like a fish-"
"Yeah I get it, Hoseok." Yoongi shrugs Hoseok's arm off of his shoulder.
"Yeah, you don't." Hoseok shakes his head, but decides to leave it alone seeing the miserable look on his friends face. "Nice work on that new online site, by the way."
"It was Times Roman." Yoongi supplies, knowing that any minute Hoseok was going to ask him about the font he used.
"Times Roman. Inspired. Now get out." He pushes Yoongi over towards the exit, wanting to continue with his work without any interruptions.
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Friends With Benefits
FanficJimin, a Seoul-based headhunter, gets Yoongi to take a job at GQ. They soon become friends but things get complicated after the individually jaded lovers add sex to their relationship. *Based off of the movie Friends With Benefits*