𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅 𝐍 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐅

TEN.

▃ 1962, July 22nd, 4:49 PM

! DRUG USE WARNING !

Taehyung walked into the diner with some of the bikers behind him, immediately the surfers sent them harsh glares and grumbles of annoyance filled the diner.

The bikers dispersed to go order or mingle by the jukebox, Taehyung's mind set on one thing. Or rather, one person.

He looked around for the familiar bunny boy, eyebrows furrowing when he was nowhere to be seen. He went up to the kitchen window. "Seokjin hyung!" He called out.

The older turned and walked up to the window. "Yes, Taehyung?" He asked with a smile.

"Do you know where Jungkook is?" He asked him.

"No, I don't. Maybe ask his friends?" Jin suggested, drying off his hands with a towel.

"They won't speak to me. I'll find him myself." Taehyung muttered.

"If you want to know where to start, he lives in the blue beach house down the shore about a mile." Jin informed him.

Taehyung nodded, thanking him and leaving the diner.

He hopped on his motorcycle and got back onto the rode, driving alongside the coast until he spotted a blue beach house. He parked and walked up the steps, knocking on the door.

"You kissed a guy?" Jimin asked excitedly, sitting across from Jungkook on the youngers bed.

Jungkook nodded with a blush. "I went to that club Taehyung took me to, it was a gay club. And I saw a good looking guy and went up to him. He understood that I was still trying to explore my sexuality and he offered to help. So we danced and made out a bit. And... he even gave me these." Jungkook muttered, pulling away the blanket that was wrapped around his entire frame to expose the hickeys on his neck.

Jimin gasped. "Wow! No way! Good for you, Gguk. I'm glad you had someone to help you." He smiled.

Jungkook looked down, biting his lip. "It was honestly... refreshing. I'm still a little uncomfortable by it but... it's a start." He said.

Jimin nodded with a knowing smile. "It'll be confusing for awhile, but that's okay. It's not always clicked into place just like that. Discovering ourselves and our preferences takes time and patience." He explained.

Jungkook nodded, smiling. "Thanks, Jimin." He said.

"No problem." Jimin grinned, before turning his head when he heard knocks on the door.

"I'll get it." Jungkook murmured, getting up and leaving the blanket, walking over to the door and opening it.

"T-Taehyung??" He breathed out, eyes wide as he looked up at the biker.

"Bunny." Taehyung replied, sighing in relief.

"H-How did you find where I lived?" Jungkook asked, shocked. He wasn't expecting the long haired biker to be at his doorstep.

"Seokjin hyung told me." Taehyung replied, his eyes flicking around and taking him all in, before stopping on the purplish and red marks on his neck. "Are those... hickeys?" Taehyung asked, pulling the collar of Jungkook's shirt down so he could get a clearer look.

Jungkook blushed, tugging his shirt up to try and hide them. "Why does it matter to you?" He asked, frowning at the biker.

"It doesn't. Who gave you those?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook scoffed. "You just said it didn't matter. That's my business, not yours." He said, still a little upset at the biker.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, leaning against the doorframe. "I came here to say I'm sorry." He muttered, changing the subject.