Senpai | yoonmin

18 / On

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After the kiss that seemed like an eternity for Yoongj, Jimin was first to pull away and dust himself off his boyfriend who seems to haven't recovered from their intense makeout just yet.

"Baby, I'll go play some more."

"O-okay." Jackson stuttered as he blushed shyly in return, making Yoongi wanted to slap some sense into the foreigner's thick skull out of pure jealousy.

Once Jimin took off far enough towards the beach with his friends, Jackson quickly stood up and he was looking hype and extra happy for reasons that Yoongi doesn't even want to know.

Feeling all his happiness drained out of his weakening body, Yoongi was ready to storm off to his shared resort room since who knows what could happen if he stayed any longer and tolerate the sight of Jackson smiling so sickeningly because of no one other than his Jimin.

Suddenly as the moody senior was about to take a step further away from the ended netball game, Jackson surprisingly called out his name and jogged up to where he stood.

"Wanna go grab a drink dude?"

With grimmer eyes, Yoongi gaze at his smiling friend with a twisted expression as all he could see was the sudden flashy image of the kiss Jackson undeservingly shared with his beloved Daffodil.

However, the senior quickly comes back to his senses and gritted out a fake smile before replying. "Yeah sure, a mug of beer would be nice."

With that, they both head towards the vibrant strawed bar that had not many people sitting on the unoccupied black stools. It was perfect for a catch-up talk between two old friends.

"That was a pretty fun game." The foreigner began before glancing directly at his friend who was quieter than usual and after a couple of silent seconds, Yoongi responded with a nod and takes a slow sip of his iced beer once his mask was lowered down to his chin length.

"It was aw'right." The black-haired male shortly replied, not wanting to even spare a glance at someone who got labelled as 'Jimin's boyfriend'.

"Never knew you were so bad at netball though." Jackson let out a sheepish laugh and the introvert senior is soon to join along.

"Meh, tried my best." Yoongi only shrugged, disobliging to remind himself of how less of a peasant he was with the hard leather ball that rolled off his knuckles instead of bouncing on it earlier.

With all subtlety, Yoongi steals a glance at Jackson's lips which made contact with his drink and the older senior could not help how his stomach churns unpleasantly at the thought of those lucky lips getting to taste Jimin's plumb ones.

Thinking about it now really made Yoongi feels so fucking ashamed of himself. How did Jackson get this lucky? It should have been me.

"I fucking hate you, y'know man?" Yoongi wanted to spit that sentence all over his friend's face but deep down he knows he can not.