🌧chapter 20

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"Hyung! Where are you?!" Namjoon yelled over the phone at Jin, who was on the other side of the line.

Seokjin hadn't returned home yet and needless to mention, his birthday party was to start in a few hours. Guests might come clashing in anytime now and yet the star of the day was absent.

"I-I'm not coming tonight, Namjoon-ah", the younger could hear him sigh over the call. He could've assumed it as an exhausted one, probably from the work load but no company staff would dump all work over someone who is celebrating their birthday. And, his gut feeling added to the anxiety.

Jin wasn't interested.

Not able to choose his words, Namjoon fell silent and after a few breaths he spoke out, "why do you hate the party so much?"

Seokjin has never understood the latter's tone changes. Jokingly as ever, he replied with a giggle, "Hey, why would I hate my own party? It's noth-"

"Did you just laugh?! You dare laugh? If you don't hate parties why do always refuse them every year?!!", the boy shouted at the phone and soon cut the call, tearing up the next second. It was supposed to be a special day. A wonderful party with all his friends to wish him before the enlistment, was what Namjoon had in mind. And now, things were slowly fading away. But, just when he decided to let go of everything, a message notification popped on his phone screen.

"From Jin Hyung" it read.

"I'm at Jimin's. Can you come? Alone. I want to see you"

No crazy emojis from Jin meant he was serious.

Turning to Jimin, "He is at your house. And he wants to see me now", Joon managed to say without stutters. Soon, his body moved on its own, picking up the car key and the coat from the sofa.

"My house? But he doesn't have the keys!" Jimin said, looking at a rushing Namjoon.

Walking straight up to Jimin, Joon put out his hand, "Give me then"

Not hesitating, the other pulled out the jingling metal, while Taehyung handed Namjoon the gift box, wishing him, "All the best hyung", with a enthusiastic smile.

"Fighting!" Jungkook and Yuna shouted from behind. Turning to them, Joon returned an assuring nod and dashed out of the door to his car. Soon the roaring sound of the vehicle faded into silence. The same silence that now filled the house.

Taehyung broke the ice, letting out a chuckle followed by the others. All four sat down on the couch, smiling at each other. Jungkook sat between Taehyung and Jimin on the ling couch amd Yuna took jer seat on the single one.

Jungkook smiled extra, looking at Yuna. Taehyung leaned to his side and whispered, "She is that pretty, huh?"

Looking down shy, he shook his head, "Beautiful"

Rising an eyebrow at the younger's romantic side, Taehyung spoke on an impulse, "Yuna, Jungkook says he could drop you home"

Turning in a hurry, Jungkook questioned the other with wide eyes and pink cheeks, "Hyung!!", he mumbled.

"Sure. I would like that" Yuna replied with a smile.

"For your information, you are blushing like crazy" Taehyung whispered again, at a rigid Jungkook who was clearly taken aback by Yuna's acceptance.

Picking up her clutch and coat, Yuna exited the house waving goodbye to the remaining two. Jungkook stood holding the door open for her. Whisper yelling a big "thankyou" at Taehyung, the youngest closed the door.

Honestly speaking, Tae was kind of relaxed after knowing, the one Jungkook liked wasn't Jimin but Yuna, a girl. But also as an elder, he was genuinely happy to help them get together.

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"Isn't he such a gentleman?" Taehyung said smiling, and turned to Jimin, who sat on the other end of the couch, his head swaying from sleep. He had curled into himself, holding his knees close to his chest and leaning on the sofa on his sides, facing Taehyung. His head was slowing falling back in sleep. If the other hadn't stopped, Jimin would've pulled a muscle or two from the sudden fall.

"Hey-hey!!!" Taehyung pushed himself forward soon enough to hold back Jimin's falling head. Maybe he moved too much, because now, he was leaning in too close. Almost hugging the other.

Holding onto the sofa head, his other hand balanced the sleepy head on his shoulder. With a hitched breath, Taehyung called out, "J-Jimin-ah"

"Hmm" the boy replied, turning his head, his lips pressing close against Taehyung's neck in the process. The soft contact made his body go stiff and breath pause in an instant. All of his body's senses were at once concentrated onto that particular spot. He could tell how wonderfully soft they felt and that did set his imagination run wild into a kiss or something even more.

Bringing down his hand down from the sofa, he leaned them on the hand rest behind Jimin. The movement in his left arm, lowered his right shoulder blade disturbing the one who rested his chin on it. A slight stretch in his neck muscle, woke Jimin up. He leaned away, still on Tae's hand, with squeezed eyes, groaning in pain. Looking down at his expression, Taehyung bit his lips in order to suppress his lewd thoughts. But, Jimin showing his vulnerable side with such a face was not helping at all.

"Shit!" He hissed under his breath and pulled the older's turtle neck above to cover the parted lips, that felt the most tempting. From the sudden suffocation, Jimin woke up with a jerk, hitting their foreheads.

"Mmm!" He let out a muffled shout and scowled at Taehyung who was still holding his breath. Trying his best, he restricted himself till then, until he noticed Jimin's cheek turn pink and then to red. And the way his pupils dilated in shock from seeing the other so close, let all of Tae's bottled up emotions loose. Right then, he guessed all his love and adoration to Jimin would be reflected in his eyes, to the point of not requiring a confession.

The more both looked at each other with deep blushes, the more it made Tae lose his patience and obedience.

Giving the other a half smirk, "You really are something, Chim", he pressed his lips over Jimin's. Their noses hit but he couldn't care less for the extra contact. Though covered with the sweater, both could feel an intense tension in their stomach grow in size. Moving his hand away from behind that now Jimin was fully awake, Tae cupped his best friend's cheeks, eyes gently closed. The other still had his wide open, in surprise.

Pulling apart from the not-really-a-kiss, Tae looked down at Jimin. His own eyes were eager and in delight but the other's were wide open and empty.

"...w-what did you do right now?" The other asked, pulling down his sweater.

Pulling up his sweater again, the younger kissed on the sweater-lips again and smiled, "I kissed y-"

"No! Why?!", he asked removing the cover down again. Finally, Jimin's eyes portrayed something. Wasn't something bad but neither positive.

"You don't.... like it?" Tae's smile faded into a pout.

Jimin wondered in absolute curiosity, if something was wrong with the night. Sudden decisions and unbelievable actions. But one thing he was clear about was, his heart was blooming into a pretty spring from the kiss. From Taehyung.

"I... liked it" Jimin turned away blushing, unable to believe himself that, he actually said it and also he wasn't drunk enough to be this shameless. Kissing your best friend just because you liked the feeling of it was such a dumb reason.

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