(Jimin's POV)
"It says read an hour ago." I looked at the phone nervously. "What if he didn't like it?" I chewed on my bottom lip, staring at the screen.
"Of course he liked it." Taehyung smiled, "I bet he even-"
(Yoongi's POV)
"Ah- fu-" I bit down on my thumb as I held back. I leaned my head against the shower wall. The last thing I wanted was for my parents downstairs to hear me but that wasn't likely with the music in my room playing so loudly, and the shower running. The cool marble contrasted greatly to my body, which felt like it was on fire.
My mind ran over every detail of the photo still open on my discarded phone as my eyes pressed closed and the hand that wasn't in my mouth, focused on a different part of my body.
I felt like I was going to finish right then when I heard my bedroom door open from over the sound of the shower. I groaned and let my hand fall to my side, because only a few moments later, I heard a knock on the bathroom door.
"Yoongi? Honey! I need help finding my glasses!"
"I'm in the shower-" I began pointing out the obvious but stopped myself. "Have you checked the top of your head?" I asked, and there was a long pause.
"Thank you honey!" Her voice rang from the other side and I heard her mumble something about always losing things. I would've blamed it on getting older but my father once told me she lost their wedding band the night of the proposal and they had to spend hours to look for it only to find it in the fridge.
Speaking to my mother killed my excited mood, so I finished showering and got out. When I dried off and sat on my bed, my excitement came back immediately upon opening up my messages again. I felt pent up and I knew that doing something myself wouldn't even come close to being with them or seeing that photo in person.
But of course that didn't mean that I wasn't gonna relieve some tension. I grabbed my phone and the bottle of lotion on my bedside.
(Jimin's POV)
"I just told him to stop play games though, and arent I doing that now?" I asked cautiously. What if Yoongi didn't like the photo? Or what if he did- what did I want to happen? I felt like I knew but that felt wrong to admit when I had basically told him off only a few nights ago.
"He deserves a piece of his own medicine-"
"He's typing!" I hit Taehyung on the arm repeatedly until he grabbed my wrist to stop the assault. "Also...what the hell is this contact name Taehyung?" I rolled my eyes and he only laughed again.
Yoongiiii🤠🍆: I'll see you when you get home
"That's it?! What does that mean, I'm gonna overthink this for the next 2 days!" I groaned, flopping down onto the bed. Taehyung took the phone, typing something back before setting it down on my bedside table. "What does it mean?!!!"
"well if I were to guess...I'd say that it means he'll see us when we get home." Taehyung replied, pretending to put thought into it. I glared the sarcastic smirk off of his face. "If you're really that bothered, I can give you something else to think about." He hovered on top of me, looking down at my outfit. One of my legs was raised, which made the silk fabric pool around my upper thighs.
"We still can't do this here." I huffed, looking away. I felt my heart racing as his eyes looked over me. I wanted to do this, or something but it would still be uncomfortable to do anything in a small house with his parents a few feet away. Plus he wasn't even supposed to be alone in my room with the door locked. Mi-Rae would probably come knocking any minute. "You're really horny aren't you" I laughed but lost my breath as he looked back at me, "we're only here for two more days." I finished, my voice sounding small. I could tell he was used to living with 5 other equally horny people, there was probably always someone to sleep with. He was probably having some kind of sex withdrawal. I wanted to make that joke but the way he was looking at me made my head spin. I wanted him as much as he wanted me, but that wasn't a good idea and he knew it too.
"I know...let's go up to my room!" Taehyung suddenly became very animated. I furrowed my brows.
"Even if we go to your room, we still can't-"
"No not for that, I want to show you some things." He explained, a sudden excitement appearing. He looked back down at my exposed thigh and I quickly tried to cover myself. He smiled, a brain melting smile. "As much as I like this," he began, one of his thumbs grazing against my collarbone. "And I do like it very much...you might want to change before coming up." He laughed lightly and was standing up near the bed within moments. "I would stay but watching you get changed would definitely destroy the little self control I'm maintaining right now...so just meet me up in my room when you're done." He left quickly and I huffed with my face aflame.
"I don't even know which room is his." I grumbled to myself. The only room I could identify was Mi-Rae's and Nari's shared room, since the younger had made me play tea party in there and the older had me come to their room to talk 'girl talk.' She said it was because Mi-Rae wasn't old enough, Geum wouldn't want to, if she told her mother certain things, she'd only get in trouble, and whenever she told her dad, he would fall asleep halfway through the conversation. I asked why Taehyung couldn't do it, but she said that yesterday when she tried it, they got into an argument about which bachelor on the bachelorette was the best.
Once I got changed back into normal clothes, I made my way upstairs. I eliminated Nari and Mi-Rae's room. But that still left Geum, his parents, and Taehyung's room. It would be awkward if I knocked on his parents door. And Geum, although he's been behaving, still wasn't exactly buddy buddy with me so I could expect some smart remark if I knocked on his door. I was going to pull out my phone and text Tae but I realized I forgot to charge my phone. Okay Jimin, this isn't a big deal, why do you get antsy about stuff like this? Worse case scenario you knock on the wrong door and then you just say you were looking for Tae, no big deal.
I chose a door and knocked. I didn't hear a reply and suddenly the door flew open.
"Ugh, it's you, that'll work though." Geum who was suddenly standing in front of me and just as quickly, yanked my arm and pulled me inside, closing the door behind us.
"What the-"
"You have to help me." He said suddenly. I stood up straight, trying to compose myself from the unexpected demanded.
"I don't have to do anything. You've been quite rude to me ever since I got here, basically calling me a hooker." I recalled our first interaction.
"Are you not?"
"What?! No, the hell!!"
"All I know is last time Taehyung came he was with a guy named Hoseok and last time I checked, he was still with him so what does that make you? A hooker, a side chick."
"It's called a polyamorous relationship, you punk!" I didn't appreciate being called a side chick, and I could feel myself reverting to my petty state but I tried to remember he was still younger than me, and Taehyung's brother.
"Sounds to me like y'all couldn't commit to one person so instead of having a normal relationship you just have this title so you can sleep around with anyone." Geum narrowed his eyes. What the fuck-
"Okay first off," I took a deep breath, pinching the area between my eyes. "We don't sleep around with anyone, it's only the people within the relationship. Two, I'm very capable of committing to one person. So it's not about my commitment issues, it's just about what we wanted to do. Third of all, even if we were just 'sleeping around' if grown adults want to sleep with multiple people and they're safe and consensual then that's perfectly fine!!!"
"Still sounds like hoe-ing around." He crossed his arms.
"We're not, and even if we were, what's wrong with that? Maybe you're just mad because no girls would want to do that with you so you don't even have the option." My pettiness came out. He was only like 16, I'm not sure if he should even be doing that anyways. Doing certain things too young can mess you up but that didn't stop me from being petty. "And you know what? Why am I even standing here trying to explain myself, I don't need to take this." I made a start for the door but he jumped in front.
"Wait wait!" His narrowed expression dropped and he actually for a second, looked apologetic. "I'm sorry okay, I just liked Hoseok, and Taehyung FaceTimed my mom only last week and Hoseok was there, so I knew they were still together. So when I saw you, I figured...maybe Taehyung was cheating on him or something so I got mad."
My expression softened a little too.
"I'm also still not convinced you're not making up excuses to cover up an affair." He added on dramatically and I gave an aggravated sigh. I supposed if I was in his situation, I might've thought the same thing.
"Give me your phone." I held out my hand and he looked somewhat offended. "Just do it, you punk." I insisted and he reluctantly pulled it out. I dialed a number for facetime and held the phone between us.
Pick up, pick up, pick up.
"Hello?" Hoseok's voice rang through and I was relieved in that moment that I had memorized his number. Only his eyes were in the camera and he looked a bit confused. I put my face into the camera so that he would know it was me and his face lit up. "Jimin!" Upon seeing me he set up his phone, putting his whole face into view.
"I need you to clarify something." I began, turning the phone so that Geum could see him too. "You're in a relationship with Taehyung correct?" I asked and he seemed even more confused about what was going on than before but still replied with, yes. "And if I'm with Tae, is that cheating on you?"
"No- we're in a relationship together- Jimin, what's going on?" He asked and I handed the phone back to Geum, satisfied with my answer. "Geum! How've you been buddy?!" I could hear his warm voice coming through the phone. The younger boy smiled.
"I've been okay, and you?" To my surprise they actually got into a full fledged conversation. How was Hoseok able to become such good friends with this kid when he seemed like an asshole most of the time? Geum was more friendly with him than with Taehyung! I was confused as to why but then remembered Hoseok makes friends with everyone. All the older women at the craft store know him by name, he became friends with two teenagers that work at our local Burger King, and when he came to my university to talk to Namjoon, three other teachers recognized him and started friendly conversation. He always made friends with people, he was so warm and open, how could he not? I guess I just wasn't expecting him to have succeeded where Taehyung and I had tanked so bad upon arrival, seeing as Geum still didn't really like me. I couldn't say I wasn't a little jealous of Hoseok's social skills and warm energy at the moment.
"You see that Taehyung's not cheating on him now right?" I asked, interjecting into their conversation about- well whatever it was about, I had been zoned out. Geum nodded. I knew his issues with Taehyung went deeper than that, but maybe his problem with me was fixed now?
After a few more minutes Hoseok asked to speak to me again and Geum reluctantly gave up the phone. He began speaking but then his expression faltered and he asked me what was wrong. I avoided looking at Geum and told Hoseok that it was nothing. I could tell he didn't believe me but he didn't push it and told me he'd talk to me later tonight. We ended the call and I gave Geum his phone back.
"I'll be going now-"
"Wait, I still need your help!" Geum insisted but even though I understood why he had been upset with me, I still held something against him and Nari for what they had done to Taehyung. I tried to push past it, as they were kids, and Taehyung's siblings no less. If he forgave them, then who am I to hold something against them? I still couldn't help it though.
"Why should I help?" And on top of all that, this kid had blatantly insulted me to my face. I had the right to be a little petty, right?
"Because I'm your boyfriends little brother?" He smiled and I rolled my eyes. Maybe that would've worked had he not called me a hooker. "You've been helping Nari!" He whined, seeming more like a toddler than a teenager.
"Maybe because she's not such a- what do you need help with anyways?"
"Have you ever been with a girl?" He blurted out suddenly, his eyes expectant. "Like sexually." My eyes widened a little, should I answer a question like that- why was he even asking.
"Not all the way- but I've done things." I stuttered out. Why was I flustered?! He's the one asking weird questions!
"How far? What things specifically?" He clasped his hands together, his eyes peering into mine. "Did she enjoy if? Did you?"
"Why are you asking me this?!" I began. A grown man talking to a teenager about his sex life didn't seem like something that would be approved of by most people.
"Well..." Geum's expression changed and for a moment he looked shy, one could even say vulnerable. "I got a girlfriend...and I think she wants to do that stuff but I've only ever seen it online and I've heard people say it's not all that accurate." He said under his breath, his eyes on my feet.
"Can't you ask your dad about this kind of thing?" I answered awkwardly and he looked up at me like I had just told him to cut off his foot.
"First off, nasty, I don't want to picture my dad having sex, secondly, he'd kill me if he knew I was thinking about anything like that!"
"Well maybe because-"
"If you're gonna start telling me I shouldn't be thinking of it either, please don't. You're not that old, you must remember being my age a few years ago. You can't tell me you didn't think of doing those things or even did them." Geum crossed his arms and I stayed silent for a moment.
"Okay but what about Taehyung? You should ask him. It could be like a bonding thing." I didn't know how this worked, I had never spoken about sex with anybody other than people I was having sex with. My parents ignored that conversation like the plague and I couldn't ask my sister out of pure embarrassment...plus I didn't think she would be much help if I was asking about guy on guy relations.
"We're still not talking all that- Jimin cmon! Please! Just help me out! I'll do anything! I have no one else to ask!"
"Will you tell me why you have such a big issue with Taehyung?" I already knew part of the reason but I wanted to see if it was different from his perspective. He seemed to flinch a little.
"It's simple really. He's always been our parents favorite. Even before things happened. He held our parents attention 24/7. Right when I got onto a great soccer team and was doing really well, my parents were finally proud of me and I had their attention. I had made really good friends and I finally felt like everything was going right. And that's when Taehyung got sick. Of course I felt bad at first but when you start getting left at soccer games for hours because your parents were too busy with your brother to remember you...or you have to leave the only thing that gave you purpose and move and leave your friends because of something you didn't even understand at the time- resentment grows. I knew he was suffering, and I did feel bad but because of how I felt, I lashed out at him. I think I always knew it was awful but by time I got past the resentment, it had become normal, I didn't know how to have a normal relationship with him anymore. Every time I wanted to talk normally I just ended up insulting him." Geum ranted at rapid speed and it took me a moment to process everything. I didn't think he would tell me so easily.
"Geum that-"
"Please don't say anything about it. I know it's screwed up. Can we just talk about the other thing now?" He went over to sit on his bed and then continued.
"So how do you have sex?"