ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS | VKOOK

〚TWENTY〛

Jimin was observant. One cheeky, observant motherfucker.

He didn't know if that made it creepy. Probably a little bit. But he just keeps his eyes and ears open at all times of the day. He sees things that others don't. Like how the kid who's always happy and smiling always comes to lunch with tear stains on his cheeks. Or how the kid who's big and scary had loud bubblegum kpop blaring through his earphones every morning. Or how the straight homophobic captain of the football team has been staring at his best friend's ass since he got here.

The last one was fun to figure out.

Jimin wasn't dumb. He wasn't stupid. He knew what was going on. Jungkook should know better. V should know better. Jimin was- he knows better.

So he saw how Jungkook tapped his fingers against the side of the air-hockey table, and how he looked at Taehyung with a look in his eyes, and then walked closer to Taehyung.

Jimin's mind was running like a hamster in a wheel who just found out his two friend hamsters were possible fucking.

Let's look over clues, shall we?

#1. They were both late. They were both disheveled. They were both reeking of sex.

#2. Jungkook was wearing V's jersey. Not just any jersey- but the jersey only V gets because he's captain. Jimin remembers when V got that shirt. He yelled; Look at me motherfuckers, I'm better than all of you. It was quite the day. So vigilant over a shirt, yet let Jungkook wear it? Hm.

#3. Jungkook was now close to V. Jungkook leaned in, whispered something. V smiled. Jungkook smiled. Both were smiling. V then pinched Jungkook's waist. Jungkook's cheeks tinted. Holy shit they were so fucking obvious-

"Earth to Park Jimin. You alright? You look like you just saw two gay aliens or something." Yoongi said, and Jimin noticed how at the mention of the word 'gay', Taehyung and Jungkook snapped their heads towards them.

"Gayliens," Jin said, and Jimin sighed.

"I did. They're right in front of me." Jimin said, and there was a pause, and then Jimin went "You two!" Jimin pointed at Yoongi and Hoseok, who both glared.

Everyone started laughing, while Yoongi and Hoseok told Jimin they'd beat him up. Jimin turned his attention back to Jungkook and Taehyung.

"Ah- I'm so bad at air-hockey. V, could you help?" Jungkook said softly, and Jimin rose his eyebrow.

"You're great at air-hockey, Jeon. You beat me every time." Jimin said, and Jungkook looked at him, tensed. There was a second of silence.

"Maybe you just suck, Park," Taehyung said, and the guys laughed. Jimin snickered, and then Taehyung grabbed Jungkook by the waist and stood behind him.

"Here," Taehyung whispered and lined his hands with Jungkook's. "You just-" Taehyung continued, and then moved his hand forward swiftly, sliding the puck across the shiny surface and into the hole. "-do it like that."

"You're really good," Jungkook said softly, turning his head to look at Taehyung, who smirked.

"I can make you really good too," Taehyung replied huskily, and Jungkook's cheeks tinted.

"Y-you can?" Jungkook squeaked out airily, big doll eyes blinking. And oh, for god's sake-

"What're you guys doing?" Namjoon asked, and Jungkook and Taehyung pulled away instantly, Jungkook stumbling a little and walking quite quickly towards Yoongi, while Taehyung stood there, gripping the edge of the hockey table, looking a little irritated.

"Nothing. Look, this is boring. I'm gonna go get some ice cream." Taehyung said.

"We got ice cream before you got here, you can go ahead," Hoseok said, and Taehyung nodded.