"Okay, so, first of all, wow. Did I say you could look at my man? Like, I know he's gorgeous and fine and dear god have you ever seen his thighs? They make me want to drop to my knees and just do whatever he tells me and wow this is. Really embarrassing." His ears were flushing a deep, bright red, because he could not actually believe he had just allowed all of those words to come spilling out of his mouth.
"Please tell me you've bitten them. Please. For everyone who will never get a piece of ass that fine." But this was Hoseok he was currently talking to, which meant that it wouldn't be meant with judgement. No, if anything he would just want more information.
"Yes." And it would be a total lie if he said his mouth didn't water at least a little at the thought of sinking his teeth into them. "Pretty sure he has a scar in the shape of my teeth on the left one."
"Fuck yeah, babe! You mark that man." Considering there was currently a row of thin, pale pink scars in the shape of Jungkook's nails, and two more in the outline of his teeth resting beneath the swirling purples and blues that decorated his throat, it was really only fair.
"Can we please get back to the point?" Because if he blushed any harder his ears would actually going to start smoking from all the heat they were currently emitting.
"Right. Sorry. But can you really blame me for getting distracted?" No. No he couldn't. No one with eyes who had ever looked at Jungkook could actually blame Hoseok for getting distracted. Seokjin certainly couldn't. "Why aren't you more excited, babe? I mean, you love him, right? You should be glowing right now."
"I do. I love him so much, Hobi. Sometimes it feel like my heart is going to explode because it's all too much." Of all the things he was so uncertain of, that wasn't amoung them. No, he loved Jungkook. He was entirely an completely and utterly sure of it. With all of his heart and with everything he was. "It's just that... he asked me during a certain moment and I'm not sure if that was his actual intention."
"You know you can say you were fucking, right?" It sounded so amused that it had his ears practically pulsating.
"Hobi!" How there weren't flames bursting forth from the sides of his head he would never know.
"We were literally just talking about this man's thighs. You can tell me what happened when he was between yours." He wailed at that. Actually opened his mouth and wailed. And it only grew louder and more distressed at the sound of Hoseok's laughter. "Come on, Jinnie. I'm gonna need details here. So I can give you accurate advice and all that."
"God, you're so embarrassing." Hands went to his ears, fingers rubbing against them softly and hissing at how warm they felt. Knew that they were probably bright, fire engine red and tried to just accept the fact that they were likely going to stay that way. "We were in the shower. And we were... fuck, okay, so, I forgot the lube, so he couldn't actually be inside me."
"I wondered why you weren't limping." It sounded so painfully amused.
"Hoseok!" Another wail, only this time he practically threw himself forward, arms folding onto the table so he could hide his face in them.
"Am I lying though?" Because practically every single Friday since their friendship had began, Seokjin would limp his way in for his shift. And most times, it did not get better at the weekend wore on. Because apparently making his ass off limits wasn't a rule that was actively being enforced.
"No." It was so quiet, and he realized that if he was going to be heard like this he was going to have to practically yell, and then someone else was probably going to hear them. So he made the sacrifices, twisted his head so one eye and part of his mouth was visible. "So we're -"
"Going at it." Why did his friend have to be so helpful? So bright, like an actual ray of sunshine when he was wishing for the cover of clouds.
"And he just blurts it out." So they were finally at that point in their friendship where they could just finish and continue each other's sentences. He had always wondered what that would be like. Sure, he and Taehyung had always been close, but there had never been quite that level of connection between them.
"Okay. But I'm gonna need some context here. Like, what happened before and after that?"
"Well, right before he told me I was beautiful." And it was almost enough to make him believe it. Even if it was only just for that moment. No one and nothing ever made him feel as beautiful as hearing those words from Jungkook.
"You are beautiful, babe. I wish you could see that." Because it was so painfully apparent that Seokjin just didn't think that of himself. That the confidence he tried to fake just wasn't there. And it was so painful to watch such a beautiful soul suffer like that. "Inside and out."
"You're so biased." But there were gentle fingers combing through his hair, and in that moment he almost believed it too. Hoseok had no actual reason to lie to him. Not when he was perfect in every single way. But instead of letting it go to his head, he just tried to spread his love and light. "Both of you are."
"Excuse you, but we're right." Seokjin was beautiful, and Hoseok would forever consider himself lucky for having found such a friend. Because the truth was, he'd never had anyone like this either. Someone who wouldn't judge him. Someone who he could share secrets with. And it was so incredibly nice that he wanted to hold on to it. Keep it close and safe and warm. "What else happened?"
