CHANGE OF RULES

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'And?'
'And nothing. Jimin-hyung ran away and he's been weird all week.' Jungkook said, his shoulder sagging .
The chorus of groans was loud in the small space of Taehyung's room.
'Honestly.' Jin let out a long suffering sigh.
Jungkook just sighed in answer too, as he slid down the side of the bed to sit on the floor.
'You are leaving hints the size of an elephant and that's all the progress you did...Spectacular.' Yoongi said, nudging Jungkook's side with his foot.
'Don't be mean.' Hoseok chided, looking up at Yoongi from where he was curled around the older on the bed. 'It is progress.'
'Yeah, at least our maknae reciprocates all of Jimin's feelings.' Taehyung grinned, receiving Jin's hit in answer. 'What? I was half convinced that he was aual.'
'I'm just me.' Jungkook countered, because he knew all the terms and never felt the need to be boxed into one.
'As complicated as that is.' Hoseok chuckled, because he knew best and Jungkook smiled back at him in answer.
Only to whip his head around to look back at Taehyung with a sudden realization.
'Wait, did you tell that to Jimin as well? That I might be aual or grace or whatever?' Jungkook asked, because maybe that was his hyung's reason for escaping so abruptly.
'I might have mentioned it...'
'Taehyung!' Jin exclaimed as Jungkook grimaced at him.
'Well, sorry. But you know after that time in the Room-'
'Hyung!'
'What?!' Jin exclaimed in horror, glancing back and forth between Jungkook and Taehyung – who both adamantly refused to meet his questioning gaze. 'Hoseok?' their eldest hyung turned to the dancer.
'I've been sworn to secrecy.' Hoseok waved him off with a sly smirk.
'Fine, fine.' Taehyung cut in before it escalated. 'But what else did you expect me to believe?'
'Nothing.' Jungkook sighed, massaging his temples. 'Whatever. Can we just move on?' he pleaded, glancing around for help.
Yoongi was glad to oblige, his utterly deadpan voice cutting right through the embarrassing discussion.
'So what do you want to do about this mess?' he asked as he played with Hoseok's hair.
'...I don't know? What do you usually do about it?' Jungkook asked back, glancing up at Yoongi, only to receive a smirk in answer. 'No.'
'Why? Jumping him might work best against such denseness.' Taehyung nodded.
'That would only work if it was you, Tae.' Jin interrupted. 'Jimin has to be eased into things.'
'Well you can ease him into it by kissing him senseless.' Taehyung offered.
'Hyung.' Jungkook deadpanned. 'Not helping.'
'We'll figure something out.' Hoseok reassured him with a smile.

Jungkook would have never guessed that it meant calling them both over to the practice room and locking them in.
On frigging Valentine's Day...
They even arranged the practice mattresses into a cozy seat, and possibly Jin was the one responsible for the dinner that waited beside it.
Smooth, hyungs. Very smooth. Jungkook rolled his eyes as Jimin tried the door once more with a loud curse and an entirely panicked glance at Jungkook.
It wasn't awkward at all... Jungkook sighed as he walked over to the makeshift seat and plopped down on it.
'Jungkook... Do you know what's this supposed to mean?' Jimin asked, his dialect evident as he fidgeted by the door.
'I have a very accurate guess, and I don't think they will let us out anytime soon.' Jungkook shrugged. 'Muffin?' he asked, holding up the carefully decorated, offensively pink dessert.
Jimin seemed to relax a bit that he was reacting so calmly, but walked over to Jungkook with a guarded expression.
'Say ah.' Jungkook instructed and held it up for Jimin.
'Are you kidding?'
'Hyung, just eat it and sit down.' Jungkook deadpanned and after a bit more fussing Jimin did as he was told.
'So?' Jimin began, glancing around once more.
'So...' Jungkook echoed, giving a chance to Jimin to say what was on his mind.
'I guess this is a date then?' Jimin asked softly.
'I guess it is.' Jungkook smiled and Jimin returned it with warmth that reflected in his eyes and Jungkook thought he would be content just basking in that gaze for a long time.
'Can we talk about what we couldn't on the bus?' Jimin asked carefully after a while and Jungkook nodded.
He thought it was fair to close that fight down for once and for all.
'What were you so afraid of?' Jimin asked, gaze searching Jungkook's.
It was an intense gaze, one that left him momentarily breathless, but it also didn't leave room for veiled truths.
'I was scared of feelings.' Jungkook began, trying to explain what he still couldn't fully comprehend. 'I was scared that you liked me and that I could not reciprocate it properly, that I would be unable to-' he took a deep breath then.
'Unable to love you.'
Jimin's breath hitched a bit, his gaze softening in understanding. 'And now?'
'I'm not scared anymore.' Jungkook smiled shyly.
'Even though I pushed you away for the longest time?' Jimin asked carefully. 'Even if I acted out of jealousy, lashing out at you because I was scared too?'
'Even then, I'm not scared.' Jungkook reassured him, fingers dancing over the mattress to curl around Jimin's.
'I'm not perfect.' Jimin warned, tightening the hold.
'No one is.'
'But I'm ugly on the inside.'
'Do you honestly believe that?' Jungkook asked, thumb tracing small circles against Jimin's knuckles.
'Sometimes.' Jimin answered softly. 'That's why I tried to reassure myself in the arms of strangers...' he admitted, looking away in shame.
'Please don't.' Jungkook said tugging on their connected hands until Jimin finally glanced back up at him. 'But really, why me?'
Jimin smiled at that. 'Well aren't we both just a work of art?' he asked, because they both couldn't see what others could possibly find beautiful in them.
'Guess that's what they call a perfect match.' Jungkook grinned back and Jimin chuckled, sweet and amused.
'That's why. You are just you, no pretenses, and no compromises. You are so sharp, witty, amazing...' Jimin grinned wide. 'And so very dense when it comes to relationships or feelings that it's not even cute anymore.'
'Well aren't you just charming.' Jungkook raised a brow, but grinned none the less. 'Hold onto something, because I'm about to tell you something cheesy too.'
Jimin laughed, lacing their fingers together in a firm hold.
'Ready?'
'Kookie! Just say it.'
'You are beautiful inside and out.'
'Oh my god. That's awful.' Jimin giggled, bending over to rest his forehead against Jungkook's chest from the force of it.
'I warned you.' Jungkook grinned, warmth spreading through him as he rested his chin atop of his hyung's head. 'Hey?'
'Hmm?' Jimin hummed back, after calming down a bit.
'There is something I wanted to do for a while now.'
'What?' Jimin asked, raising his head slowly, their noses bumping from the lack of distance.
Jungkook almost lost his next words over the overwhelming admiration he felt as he got lost in Jimin's chocolate brown eyes. Almost.
'This.' he whispered and dipped his head a little closer, allowing one last chance to pull away, one last breathless moment of possibility before he captured Jimin's lips slowly.
It was stiff in the first, brief moment of contact in which Jungkook reassessed just about everything he'd ever known up to that point in his life. But the moment Jimin pushed past the shock, Jungkook felt the other melt against him, parting his lips as his hand lifted to curl against the back of Jungkook's neck and pulled him closer.
Kissing was very different from anything else he ever experienced.
Kissing Park Jimin had a dimension to its own.
Because Park Jimin didn't do anything halfway, and Jungkook was immediately flooded with his intensity, his want and eagerness. All of him expressed in how he opened his mouth into the kiss, how his tongue pressed between Jungkook's teeth and how it flicked against the roof of his mouth in a way that sent an intense and dizzying rush straight through him.
Jungkook released a long breath through his nose as he allowed his other senses to take in all of Jimin; his soft lips, his clever tongue, his breath against his cheeks, his fingers snaking their way under the hem of his t-shirt, curling against his stomach and Jungkook was left to for air as Jimin broke free from the kiss to trail smaller ones against his skin.
'I wanted to do this for much longer...' Jimin whispered between kisses to his chin, the underside of his jaw, and settled at his pulse.
Jungkook let out a shaky breath as Jimin's lips made contact where he had hesitated that one November night before.
'Especially when you were such an irresistibly cute drunk at the club.' Jimin chuckled against his neck, pressing one more kiss to the sensitive spot. 'Or really, just about anytime.' he added, looking up at Jungkook from beneath dark eyelashes, a lazy smile pulling at his lips.
Jungkook huffed out a laugh, poorly biting back a grin between his teeth before he lifted his hand, threading his fingers idly through Jimin's soft hair. It was incredibly embarrassing and incomprehensibly amazing to hear those words.
So he leaned down to nip playfully at Jimin's bottom lip, nosing at his cheek, before pressing a quick kiss there.
'Then get back here, hyung.' he murmured. 'I don't know about you, but I'm sure as hell not done yet.'
Jungkook didn't know about others, but he felt alive then, raw and exposed, but so alive. He couldn't even began to name the things he felt as Jimin kissed him again and pulled Jungkook right against himself as he leaned back against the mattresses. It was electrifying and he struggled to keep his balance when his hyung ed against his lips.
Then Jimin's leg slipped between his own, hooking around his ankle to lock him in place and the hard press of his burned against his thigh. It tore a groan from Jungkook as he pulled back in slight shock.
Jimin was gorgeous under him, his breath coming in soft pants, glistening lips kissed a tauntingly vibrant red, his lidded gaze dark with his pupils blown... And there was so much want in them, so much that Jungkook felt dizzy from it.
Because he wanted too.
He pressed his thigh against Jimin's arousal carefully, earning a rough hum of pleasure in answer as Jimin's hand became a fist in his t-shirt.
'Jungkook... 'he said, voice husky with need but eyes searching his gaze with urgent clarity. 'You don't have to-'
'Hyung, I want to.' Jungkook cut him off.
'Are you sure? Don't push yourself because of me...' Jimin whispered, his fisted hand easing into a soft caress against his chest and Jungkook's breath stuttered.
'You are what I want.' Jungkook whispered against his lips, grinding down against Jimin and they ed in unison from the delicious friction.
'In that case.' Jimin gasped, relieved grin tugging at his lip. 'I hope the others left something useful for us...' he suggested, making Jungkook blush as he reached between the mattresses.
'Are they really this easy?' Jungkook asked at Jimin's victorious smirk.
'We are talking about Taehyung.' Jimin answered, as he glanced at the lube and condoms. 'Also, should I be jealous that he seems to know your size?'
Jungkook snorted at that question, hiding his laugh into Jimin's shoulder.
Jimin tugged at his t-shirt then with a laugh of his own, peeling it off of Jungkook.
'Anything else to confess?' he asked, hands roaming his exposed skin with hunger that cut his laugh short.
'I probably won't make a complete fool out of myself on my first time...' Jungkook gasped, skin burning under each fervent touch. 'I'm well educated.'
'Do I even want to know?' Jimin whispered against his ear.
'Probably not right now.' Jungkook blushed, leaning back to meet the wickedly glinting gaze of his hyung.
'Good answer.' Jimin grinned, pulling his own t-shirt away from his chest too. 'Now kiss me.'
So they kissed, artlessly, hastily, hungrily, barely breaking away for a gasp of breath as they mapped each other's skin with their fingers.
Grasping the waist of Jimin's pants, he waited for a hum of approval before pulling both denim and cotton down Jimin's legs and for a second Jungkook sat back, unable to pass this chance to admire his hyung. Pale skin gleamed strikingly against the dark blue of the mattresses, muscles flexing and trembling as his gaze slid down the length of Jimin's body.
Jungkook was unsure how others dealt with this much emotion, but he was glad to devote his owns to Jimin only as he leaned down to nibble and on the exposed skin, fingers dancing up the length of Jimin's arousal in teasing .
'Oh god.' Jimin gasped as Jungkook pushed at the limits of his control, and he pulled him back up for another searing kiss. 'You are way too over-dressed.' he rasped against his abused lips. 'If you don't hurry up, I'll just rip them all off.'
Jungkook chuckled as he took in the petulant tilt of Jimin's lips and the burning challenge in his eyes.
'Maybe next time. I do want to leave this place with clothes intact.' he smirked and reached for his pants, thrilling with gratification as Jimin's gaze trailed down his body, eating him up.
'Too bad.' Jimin whispered, his lips. 'Guess this is just for me to enjoy then.' he added as his fingers closed around Jungkook's throbbing arousal.
Pleasure exploded through his body, every , every touch burning right through him as his ragged breath began to match Jimin's own. And before he could lose all control he reached for the lube, cool gel tingling against his fingers.
Jimin showed no uncertainty or hesitation, hands coming up to grasp Jungkook's shoulders and so he slid his fingers down and pressed ever so carefully in.
Breathlessly, he waited, watching Jimin's expression for any hint of pain. But ecstasy was the only thing that wrote itself across his expressive features. He was biting his lips, head arched back and eyes shut as he shifted his hips for more.
Dipping his head, Jungkook pressed soft kisses against his hyung's neck, moving his fingers as Jimin's breath became shallow pants.
'Now.' Jimin gasped. 'Jungkook, I can't...'
His voice was shredded to a bare whisper by desire and Jungkook was happy to oblige, capturing Jimin's lips in a deep, long kiss as he withdrew his fingers to prepare himself.
Passion stormed through him, already so close to breaking point that he shook with the effort of restraint. But he knew to be careful as he entered Jimin in a smooth, decisive , holding himself motionless as Jimin arched his back with a both wanton and dark.
Thought was wiped away, drowned out by the tempest of sensation that roared along every nerve and covered Jungkook's skin in slick sweat as he began to move.
Jimin urged him closer then, chest-to-chest and they moved together, slow and careful, graceless with the new sensation of belonging. His hyung's legs were twined around Jungkook's hips, holding him close and urging him deeper as unrestrained s of pleasure slipped past his lips.
He wouldn't last. Neither of them would.
It was too much and not nearly enough.
Biting his lip, he slid his hands down Jimin's side, clutching at his hips as he in deep, tearing a choked cry of ecstasy from his hyung's throat and dragging him over the edge.
Jungkook followed as his release swarmed through him, burning rapture in the white-out of his mind, and it was as if the world had been reduced to only the quick, clean cut of absolute ecstasy....
Muscles turned lax, buzzing with heat, and he allowed his weight to rest on Jimin's chest. Aftershocks continued to ripple through them like vibrations as they gasped for air.
Jungkook knew then that no one else could make him feel this amazing, this alive... This sole realization made his heart skip several beats and he hugged Jimin close to himself.
'Jungkook?' Jimin questioned in a soft voice.
'Jimin.' he answered, not able to express his feelings in words, but he knew his hyung understood as Jimin hugged back with a slight hitch in his breath.
He would have been content to stay like that forever, but sore muscles were beginning to make themselves heard through the haze of release, and he doubted that Jimin could be comfortable under his weight.
Jungkook let out a shuddering breath in Jimin's ear, stroking his hands back up his side and eased out of him. A flicker of discomfort shot across Jimin's face, and Jungkook murmured a soft apology, brushing a kiss against the tip of his nose as he shifted away.
'Sorry is not what you should be saying.' Jimin mumbled, butting his head into Jungkook's shoulder as he lay down at his side. 'Believe me that was nothing to apologize for.'
Jungkook smirked, draping his arm across Jimin's chest and reveled in the warmth of him, cradled perfectly in the curve of his arm. He nuzzled Jimin's cheek as he pressed a light kiss to the flushed skin, smiling as Jimin hummed in hedonistic satisfaction.
'Who would have thought, The Queen of s is this good...' Jimin teased, turning to peck Jungkook's lips.
'Hyung, you are awful. Ruining the mood...' Jungkook pouted in mock hurt.
'Comes with the package.' Jimin grinned, reaching up to brush Jungkook's sweaty locks out of his eyes.
'Do you take refund?' Jungkook asked, biting playfully at Jimin's fingers.
'No, sorry.' Jimin chuckled, poking his nose.
'Too bad.' Jungkook blinked, exhausted from both the emotional and the physical turmoil.
'Don't fell asleep on me. I don't want the others to catch us like this...' Jimin smiled, rubbing affectionate circles into Jungkook's bicep.
'Do you think they will let us out anytime soon?'
'I honestly don't care right now.' Jimin grinned, happy and wide and breathtaking. 'Now let's dress up, maknae.'
'Fine, fine...' Jungkook sighed, but tightened his hold on Jimin none the less.
Jimin struggled for the sake of habit but stayed in his arms with a content sigh of his own.
Moments passed in content silence then Jimin reached for his hand and raised his palm against his mouth.
'Hyung?'
Jimin just smiled and mouthed something against his palm.
I love you.
Jungkook blushed, gazing at Jimin in wonder as his hyung turned to him.
'Return it when you are ready.' Jimin told him, pecked Jungkook and sat up. 'Now up Kookie, up.'
'Fine.' Jungkook said, hiding his impossibly wide smile into his palm. 'But hyung.'
'Hmm?'
'Do you think Taehyung-hyung put up cameras?'
'...'
'Hyung?'
'I have to make a phone call right now.'

That was how Taehyung had to be put through a merciless interrogation despite his best pleas for mercy.
Not that he would stoop so low, he had better blackmail materials thank you very much, but he had a reputation for a reason.
So he took it like a man.
He whined, pouted and demanded compensation in the form of coffees and free food.
But he was satisfied, mission well done as Jungkook and Jimin fell into the "disgustingly sweet" category too.
If people considered bickering, merciless teasing and sass sweet, that is.

'Now that you meddled in about everyone's business...' Yoongi said as Taehyung read through his script in their room. 'When do you plan to do something about your problems? You know, just for a change.'
'Whatever you are talking about, hyung.' he grinned in answer. 'I don't have problems.'
'Are we gonna play this now?' Yoongi asked, rolling his eyes. 'Fine then, how about this...' he began, leaning forward in his seat, a sure sign that he meant business.
Taehyung could never prepare enough for these moves.
'Namjoon will travel to New Zealand this summer to complete his degree.'
He knew a low blow when he got one and pouted in answer.
'Would you consider this a problem?' Yoongi asked again, reaching over to pluck his script out of his hands to prevent escape.
Taehyung did, of course he did, but it was for him to worry about and not for others to question him about.
'Hyung, I thought we discussed this already...'
Yoongi dared him to finish that line of thought, raising a brow at him. And Taehyung was not known for backing down either.
'I'm not confessing.'
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And we are finished with the first part of the story~ I hope you enjoyed the ride with these lovelies!
Next week we are moving on to Taehyung and his very own Namjoon-problem, let's see how that will go :D

Ps. Many thanks to my beta who had to endure this ever changing chapter, don't lose sleep because of me bae~ <3