Jimin can't look Yoongi in the eye without hyperventilating, which pisses Taehyung off.
Taekook, are together but Jungkook doesn't mind sharing Tae with Jimin.
Namseok are the cute parallel love story.
And Jin's minding his business.
The evening heat enveloped the bangtan boys as they reached their summer house in Ibiza. They were here for some shooting for their upcoming album, but all of them were glad to finally get a break, that too near the beach. Yoongi, Hoseok and Namjoon stretched as they jumped out of the red convertible, Epik High blasting on the speakers. The vocal line followed in a green gypsy. They could smell the ocean and a barbecue not far away. The boys finally felt relaxed and made their way into the summer house while chirpily discussing the scenic view they'd passed on their journey. Their laughter filled the silent but beautiful house. Jungkook carried Taehyung on his back, Jin opened the fridge and started complaining to Hobi about how little food was stocked in, Namjoon had his headphones on vibing to Halsey's music, and Jimin had his attention fixated on Yoongi, who was sitting unbothered on the counter top.
Jimin had discovered his bisexuality in high school when one morning as he woke up on the same bed as his best friend Taehyung, he saw Tae moaning from a wet dream and got hard. It was embarrassing, yes. Tae was supposed to be his best friend. The events that occurred after that had been even more scandalous, but they were both over that now. Jimin knew Tae was with Jungkook now, though they'd never said it out loud. The whole band, heck the whole ARMY probably knew, they were clearly inseparable. But lately, Jimin hadn't been able to take his eyes off of Yoongi hyung. He'd never felt this way all these years, but now he got butterflies when he made contact with his hyung. The sensation would pass from his face to his heart to his dick. Clearly he was electrified. Even worse, he was terrified. This was even worse than having a closeted crush on his soulmate. It felt sinful. But yet there he was, looking shyly at Yoongi, noticing his sweat slick hair, his calm demeanor, his crossed arms, the curve of his neck, his thicker lower lip...
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Yoongi made eye contact with him. Jimin audibly gasped before getting his composure back.
"AaahJiminahh, why are you standing so silently?"
Jimin blushed profusely. Hyung's hoarse voice turned him on. He felt like a teengaer, he couldn't look him in the eye.
"Uh, nothing I was just thinking of something", Jimin replied meekly.
"Think while walking then, I wanna see the streets, let's go out"
"Okay" FUCK. • • • • • Hey guys! This is my first ever fanfic, so I'm a little tense on what you guys might think about it. Lemme know by commenting, I genuinely look forward to your inputs. The story is about to get a lot more steamy, so watch out for that too! See ya
