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Hoseok wasted no time in officially confirming his and Yoongi's relationship, the two now calling themselves boyfriends. It took Yoongi a while to adapt to the sweet names Hoseok could call him occasionally such as baby, love, etc. However, one stuck to him. Suga. Hoseok had explained how the name originated from sugar, which was super sweet like Yoongi, but Yoongi absolutely despised showing he did care, so Hoseok took away the r in sugar that he said stood for "rude," trying to say he was anything but that adjective. Or anything similar to it.

Aside from that, Jimin's arrival home from Busan was in an hour, and the two had just woken up, well Hoseok did, and finally began to cook up lunch since they slept in so late. Frying the kimchi stir in a pan, his phone buzzed beside him.

Jimin: I'm coming home today 😁
Jimin: are you both awake? I have a surprise for Yoongi..

Hoseok: he's still sleeping lol do you want me to wake him?
Hoseok: also, do I not get one? :(

Jimin: of COURSE I got you something, but I didn't wanna spoil it since we're already talking

Hoseok: oh...
Hoseok: well anyways, wake him or no? Also how expensive is it

Jimin: Hobi, shut the FUCK up please
Jimin: wake him up before I get there, my train still has 35 minutes left.
Jimin: dress nice! We should go out and eat after!!!

Hoseok peered down at the food he was currently cooking, turning off the stove before packing it away and storing it in the fridge.

Hoseok: sounds good!

"SUGA!" Hoseok yelled, slamming the door open. "Oh god. You're fucking hot, have I ever told you that?" Yoongi's newly washed, black hair sprung out messily as he dried it off with a towel, another one hanging loosely from his small waist. His other hand held his phone as he was seemingly messaging someone. His bangs fell over his eyes as usual, but for some reason, it was so much hotter wet.

"Jimin," Yoongi answered before Hoseok could even question anything. "He's texting."

"I wasn't gonna ask," Hoseok chuckled. "He told me to wake you, but I didn't realize you were already up." Yoongi grinned, setting the phone and towel down on the bed.

"He certainly loves surprises," Yoongi put on some deodorant and cologne. "What do you think it is? Maybe alcohol, we need some."

"I hope it's something patriotic," Hoseok says, putting his hands together. "I've never been to Busan, so I'd love to lie to people and say I did by showing them it."

"Yeah?" Yoongi laughs. "Or I could just take you."

"REALLY?!" Hoseok claps his hands. "All of us can go together!" Yoongi laughs again, fond of the younger's cuteness when he's not devoured by lust. "Okay, dress nice," Hoseok yelled before walking out the room. "Jiminie wants to eat out." Yoongi yelled back an okay and pulled out the nicest thing he had: a black polo.

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"PARK FUCKING JIMIN!" Hoseok jumped into the smaller boy's arms, almost toppling them over. "I missed you Jiminie." Jimin giggled, hugging him back.

"It's been so depressing this past week so I'm glad to have some brightness back," Jimin smiled. He handed Hoseok a bag, before saying, "Go to your room and open it. I hope you like it." Hoseok nodded, and before going up the stairs, he looked back at Jimin curiously while Jimin just winked at him. Yoongi threw his arms around Jimin's neck, sort of choking him.

"You cunt, I missed you," Yoongi fake sobbed. "I guess..." Jimin chuckled, holding him tight.

"Me too Yoon," he giggled, inhaling the scent of Yoongi's cologne. "You showered?"

"Took a bath," Yoongi smiled awkwardly. "I smelled horrible and I got lazy as shit."

"Ah... anyways, here's your gift," Jimin handed him a smaller bag compared to Hoseok's. "Open it." Yoongi took his time to unwrap the pretty packaging, savoring the beauty of it for as long as he could. Once the wine red wrapping paper was off, he opened up the box to find a stunning watch. It was silver, plated with diamonds on the outside and a bigger once near the center. The date and time were both on it which was convenient for Yoongi in case his broken ass phone gave up on him.

"Jimin..." Yoongi gasped. "This is fucking beautiful, are you shitting me? You sure you didn't like... steal this? God damn."

"You really think I'd stoop that low?" Jimin frowned. "I have an ego and I'm slightly offended. I got a good deal and I thought you'd like it."

"Like it?" Yoongi mocked. "I love it! This is so amazing, thank you!" He pulled him into another hug, holding him tight.

"Yoongi..." Jimin trailed off. "Uh, that's not... all of it." Yoongi raised an eyebrow.

"There's more to it?" Yoongi's eyes widened. "Jimin this must've been a shit load."

"N-no," Jimin stuttered. "I want to tell you something. It's kinda... important."

"Yeah, what's up?" Yoongi's tone got serious. "Something wrong, Chim?" Before being able to answer, Hoseok skipped down the stairs, holding up the beautiful pendent Jimin gifted him in his hands.

"This is GORGEOUS," he smiled happily, staring at the pictures inside. "You guys are both so nice to look at," Hoseok nudged Yoongi a bit before adding, "Especially you, babe." Yoongi blushed, but his facial expressions still the same, neutral face. Jimin tilted his head, his neat hair sliding over his face.

"Babe?" Jimin repeated quietly.

"Ah, shit that's right," Hoseok laughed as Yoongi put the pendent on him. "Him and I started dating. We actually had sex like... everyday since."

"O-Oh," Jimin was clearly taken aback. Yoongi chuckled, grabbing Jimin's hand.

"I'm sorry if that made you feel awkward," he told him comfortingly. "Things will stay the same, just me and him are dating..."

"And have a lot of hot sex," Hoseok made sure to add. "You can always join!"

"I- thanks, but no," Jimin smiled sadly.

"But what were you saying?" Yoongi changed the topic. "Said it was important."

"Oh- it's nothing," Jimin heaved a sigh, trying his best to smile again. "It wasn't that important." Yoongi nodded slowly, feeling unsettled looking at the shift in Jimin's mood.

"Shall we get ready to go eat?" Hoseok asked. "I'm starving. We waited for you to get home."

"I already ate, sorry," Jimin apologized, and began heading upstairs. "I'm a little tired, too. I think I'm gonna sleep. Night."

"Aw... good night," Hoseok frowned. Yoongi's sad eyes followed the drowsy Jimin up the stairs until he was gone from his sight.

"He was acting odd," Yoongi mumbled. "Hope he's okay. Anyways, do you still wanna go out?"

"Why not," Hoseok shrugged. "We're already dressed. Plus I didn't finish cooking."

"It's a date."

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Jimin threw himself onto his bed, running his fingers through his scalp and gripping his hair tightly, having the sudden urge to rip the fibers out. "God fucking damnit," he cried into his pillow. "The day I decided to tell him?" He looked up at his ceiling, pleading out, "Do you hate me that much? God, why are you doing this to me? You couldn't give me ONE chance?" Jimin's tears fell down his cheeks, his heart breaking more each time he thought about it. Pulling out the small piece of paper from his pocket, he tore it up and threw it in the trash can beside his bed. One part on the note unknowingly remained together. The calligraphy was beautifully written at the end of the note with Jimin's signature just below it. It had the most important part of his letter. The 3 words took so much courage to write only for it to lay in his trashcan ripped up:

"I love you, Yoon."

HAHDJDHA FUCK!!!
I feel bad for Jimin lol this broke me, but WE love Jimin so it's whatever
Anygays, hope you're enjoying hehe xxx