In which the whole group hangs out, but Jungkook can't stop looking at Taehyung and vice versa.
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Jungkook looked at his reflection in the window as he waited for Yoongi to pay the cab driver.
He was dressed semi-causal with a black suit jacket thrown over a fitted, white v-neck, dark jeans and black timberlands. He pulled nervously at his sleeves, critiquing them before deciding they looked better pushed up to his elbows.
Yoongi had been just as nervous, spending nearly an hour deciding what to wear. Eventually, he settled for a knee length overcoat, white t-shirt, black leather pants, and black boots.
He and Jungkook had unintentionally coordinated outfits- as they often do for nice occasions. They were anxious to look their best for the two young men that had captured their hearts.
Yoongi came up and adjusted his cap so that it sat backward before nodding.
"Hey guys, what are you doing out here? Let's go inside." Namjoon, and Seokjin of course, had arrived shortly after and urged them into the swanky bar.
"Hey! Tae look, Jungkook is here! He actually came wow! Hi Namjoon-Hyung who'd you bring? Omg is he your boyfriend? He's so pretty!" Jimin, already bubbly from two drinks, had left the table and walked over to greet them with hugs.
"Um, this is Kim Seokjin. Jungkook's bodyguard. And no he is not my boyfriend, he's a friend." Namjoon quickly dispelled any of Jimin's ideas by giving him a look that suggested he shouldn't meddle.
Seokjin just grinned sweetly, not at all embarrassed by the blush that had overtaken his face.
"Happy birthday Jimin. It's nice to meet you." Soekjin said after being embraced by a smiley Jimin.
"Thank you for coming. It's nice to meet you too!" Jimin replied before making his way over to Jungkook, who's eyes had been locked on a particular chestnut-haired male and vice versa.
"Jungkook.. Hi! Thank you for coming. I mean seriously, I didn't expect you to really show." Jimin greeted him cheerfully, not nearly as starstruck as he had been a few hours prior.
"Happy birthday Jimin, it's nice to see you again." Jungkook smiled as he bowed slightly, eyes only leaving his co-star for a few seconds to accept the whiskey that had been passed to him.
He was wearing a long grey cardigan with sleeves that extended past his fingertips, light washed jeans with rips that revealed stripes of tan skin, and white low top converse. He was beautiful under the dimly lit bar lights, slowly licking his bottom lip as he stared back.
"Taehyung's over by the bar." Jimin said after following his gaze.
"I see. Excuse me Jimin." Jungkook said politely and took a swig of his drink before going over there.
"Hello Jimin. How are you?" Yoongi finally spoke up, not wanting to interrupt Jimin's greeting and seem rude.
"Oh hi, do I know you? Are you another one of Taehyung's actor friends?" Jimin responded sweetly as he finally took in the sight of the well-dressed man.
"Oh Um, no. We met earlier. I'm Min Yoongi. Remember?" Yoongi nearly died from embarrassment.
How could Jimin have forgettom him so easily? Was he that bad?
"Oh right, Yoongi. You're Jungkook's manager right?" Jimin's eyes widened with realization.
"Yes. I thought you had forgotten already." Yoongi admitted rather tersely.
"Oh no, please forgive me. I just didn't recognize you without the glasses and the big scarf." Jimin apologized readily and Yoongi smiled.
"Oh, yeah about that... I don't really like interacting with the press. But I swear I dress like a regular person in between schedules." Yoongi lifted his cap scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
"You're really cute without all that stuff on. It's a shame to be attractive and hide behind clothes. Try and show it off a little more, hm?" Jimin complimented, snatched the cap from him, and placed it on his own head.
Before the stunned Yoongi could react, the excitable male had sauntered off to bother the NamJin couple.
Yoongi couldn't wipe off the dopey smile that had settled on his face or the pink that had colored his cheeks. He didn't mind looking stupid if Jimin had liked it.
Jimin, who had called him cute.
"Hey, Princess Cinderella. What are you doing over here by yourself? Missed Prince Charming that badly?" Jungkook teased as he leaned against the corner of the bar.
Taehyung laughed, and rested his arm on the counter before bringing the glass to his lips.
"My prince, you have no idea." He said with an eye roll that made Jungkook smile.
"Was that sarcasm, Mr. Kim?" Jungkook raised his eyebrows at the elder while nursing his glass.
"Most definitely, Mr. Jeon." Taehyung said as he pressed himself closer to Jungkook, their drinks the only thing separating them.
"You look nice."' Jungkook said darkly behind hooded eyelids.
"You don't look so bad yourself. I'm not surprised that Jimin has a crush on you." Taehyung said suggestively, the sweet smell of a margarita lingering on his tongue. Had that liquid courage not been pulsing through his veins he probably would've been blushing.
"Apparently, he isn't the only one with a thing for 'hot actors'."
The music cranked up louder, making hearing difficult. Jungkook took it as an opportunity to whisper into Taehyung's ear. The elder male shuddered as Jungkook suitated his hand on his lower back and spoke.
"I don't have a thing for all of them. Just one." Taehyung whispered back and carelessly allowed his lips to brush against Jungkook's studded ear.
The action alone was enough to make Jungkook's jeans impossibly tight.
Jungkook could feel the heat radiating off of him and the scent of peppermint shampoo in his newly-washed hair. It was a scent so intoxicating that it made him dizzy and long to touch Taehyung all at the same time.
"Who might that be?" Jungkook asked after taking another gulp of the burning liquid and looking into Taehyung's inviting eyes.
"You'll just have to figure that one out." Taehyung said with a smirk as Jungkook swallowed the thick lump in his throat.
Both of them feeling rather heated in the air conditioned space.
"Taehyung! Hobi is here! Come say hello. You too Jungkook." Jimin shouted from the entryway before pointing where the entire group had been seated.
"Oh okay Jimin! We're coming!" Taehyung shouted back.
"Why is he here?" Jungkook grumbled, his entire mood shifting almost instantly.
"Hoseok? I invited him..." Taehyung admitted which produced a huff from Jungkook.
"What happened to 'any friend of Taehyung's is a friend of mine'?" The elder questioned.
"I meant Jimin, not him." Jungkook said bitterly.
"Don't be like that. He's really nice. You'll see, come on." Taehyung said and grabbed his hand.
Jungkook blushed and downed his glass in one final gulp before allowing Taehyung to pull him along.
•
Hoseok was really nice, perfect even, and it annoyed Jungkook to no end. He was the absolute contrast to Jungkook's stark personality. If he was sunshine, then Jungkook was a rainstorm. And boy did he pour. Hoseok could easily take over a dead silence and fill it with laughter and smiles. Everyone loved him and it wasn't hard for Jungkook to see why Taehyung had as well.
Luckily, thanks to the constant flow of drinks, Taehyung hadn't left Jungkook's side. He was touchier than usual, much like he was when he was tired. Only this time, his actions seemed to be laced with desire. In any other setting, Jungkook would've controlled himself, pushed Taehyung away, and told him to sober up.
But that night he didn't care.
He didn't care if getting obnoxiously drunk left him immobile the next day or scolded by his Hyung. All he cared about was the way Taehyung's whole body vibrated with laughter as he tried to drunkly whisper a story.
By his fourth drink it didn't even bother him that Hoseok was so perfect because Taehyung had only paid attention to him.
All he cared about was making Taehyung happy and the way he was looking at him suggested that he had succeeded.