Sexual Exploration 2

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Agust's head shot up when the door opened, seeing Namjoon step inside.

The boy raised an eyebrow when he saw the two enemies sitting beside each other on the bed. "Wow, and you didn't kill each other?"

Jungkook jumped up, walking quickly over to Namjoon and pulling the boy to the side. "He knows."

Namjoon's eyes shot to Agust, but the alter had lowered his head again, scrolling through Jungkook's gallery for more pictures of Jimin.

"What did he say when he saw?" Namjoon asked in a low voice.

"Nothing, he doesn't seem to care." Jungkook whispered.

Namjoon nodded, thinking quickly. "Okay. It's fine. We'll figure it out, if we even need to."

"Stop talking about me." Agust said, not looking up from the phone. His knees were still up to his chest, his arms on either side of them, his chin resting on his knees. "I'll kill you."

Namjoon walked over. "What was your question, Agust?"

Agust looked up, lowering the phone rest on top of his toes. He glanced at Namjoon's kind face, then flicked his gaze to Jungkook, whose expression was unreadable.

He stood up, and Namjoon backed away to give him some space.

Agust suddenly shot his hand out, grabbing Namjoon's shirt and pushing him back, shoving him out the door and slamming it shut in the boys shocked face.

"Agust-"

"I have a different question for Jung- the rabbit." Agust huffed. "And you're not allowed to hear it, dumb sub."

Namjoon sighed through the door. "Fine, but hurry up. Yoongi has been gone for too long."

Jungkook watched the alter lean against the door, his black hair obscuring his eyes.

"Yeah?" Jungkook prompted after a moment of silence, and then realized Agust had just done to him what he had done twice to Agust, and he gave the boy a smirk. "Nice one."

Agust grinned back. "I'm not stupid like the sub."

Namjoon growled and pounded on the door. "I can hear you."

Agust stepped away from the door and Jungkook followed.

Agust looked at the ground, still holding Jungkook's phone in his hand. He raised it, showing off another picture of Jimin. He cocked his head, searching Jungkook's face as the boy looked at the picture. "This."

"Yeah?" Jungkook didn't understand.

"Why...why are...okay, you're the pink things caregiver, his best friend and the closest person to him." Agust said. "Not to mention his boyfriend."

Jungkook nodded. "Yeah, and?"

"And you hate me. You probably hate me more than you hate Yoongi's father." Agust pushed, frowning.

"And?"

Agust huffed, annoyed Jungkook was making him say all this. "And you're extremely protective of everyone in this house!"

"Yeah. And?"

Agust growled. "Put it together, Bunny McSteroids! Why the hell are you even allowing me to have a crush on Jimin when you hate me and you would die to protect him? Why did you let me have this to look at after I said I-...what I said. Why didn't you immediately punch me or threaten me or whatever else you probably wanted to do to me? Why am I still breathing right now?"

Jungkook said nothing for a moment, but the smile still spread across his face. "Because, Agust. Jimin is safe with you."

Agust flinched when Jungkook raised his hand, but the boy placed it on Agust's shoulder, and didn't slap the alter across the face like Agust had been expecting.