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"Oh my god you two are disgusting." Yoongi snapped, breaking Jimin's streak on flappy bird with his uncharacteristically loud outburst. The only answer he received were soft giggles.
"No I'm serious you two, I'm trying to eat, you need to stop." he groaned. Jimin looked up from his phone to see what all the fuss was, and immediately regretted it. Jungkook and Taehyung had seated themselves across from Yoongi and himself at the small table the group had deemed their own, located fair enough from the centre of campus that they could usually make as much noise as the pleased without getting yelled at, but still close enough to food, as Taehyung had said a place far away from food is not a place I want to be, and really would could argue with that? Taehyung had currently situated himself in Jungkook's lap, arms wrapped tightly around the younger boy’s neck, nose buried in his hair. Jimin thought they looked quite sweet, except, did Jungkook have something on his face? Butter maybe, or cream? Before Jimin could be the good bro that he was and reach across the table to wipe it off, Taehyung stirred, and licked a big strip up the younger's face, taking whatever the substance was with it.
"Yummy" he said with a giggle, burring his face back into Jungkook's hair.
"Jesus Christ." Jimin groaned under his breathe, earning an appreciative grunt from Yoongi.
At least Jungkook had the decency to look embarrassed, face quickly turning a pretty pink. Although that probably had less to do with the emotional pain he was putting his friends through and more to do with the fact that Kim, love of his life, his sun and his stars, precious cinnamon roll, Taehyung had just licked his face. Jungkook was so far gone for Taehyung it was actually disgusting.
"Guys, do us a favour okay?" Jimin said, "Get married or get out of our face. Thanks." Yoongi snorted at that.
"We're not dating!" Jungkook squeaked, at the same time Taehyung yelled "Why can't best friends lick each other’s faces, it's the 21st century!"
"Umm, because it's disgusting?" Hoseok offered, plonking himself down on the table, Seokjin and Namjoon in tow. "Like, I don't really know the context, but I have a feeling that's the right answer."
"Guys, just drop it." Jungkook groaned.
"Yeah!" Taehyung cooed, "If Kookie likes it, why does it matter huh? You like it right Kookie?"
Jungkook nodded, and Jimin swore he saw another piece of the poor boy’s soul leave his body. Taehyung giggled at that, and pressed a sloppy kiss to the younger's forehead, before burring his face in his neck, grumbling something about being hungry. Jungkook blushed again. Jimin couldn't help but wonder how many times Jungkook could blush before he became light headed. He could probably die from that, you know? He'd have to ask Seokjin about it later. At the mention of someone being hungry, Seokjin emptied a plastic bag on the table, full of snacks from the canteen and a chorus of 'thanks mum!' echoed through the courtyard.
"My hero!" Taehyung squeaked, jumping out of Jungkook's lap in an instant and wrapping himself instead around Seokjin. Jungkook looked like he mourned the loss. It was sad really, how much Jungkook loved Taehyung, yet how unaware Taehyung seemed to be of this fact. Jimin watched for a while, watched Jungkook as he watched Taehyung with stars in his eyes, face so unguarded, and he realised that Jungkook was never ever going to do anything about it. He'd already resigned himself to a life of loving Taehyung from a distance, too scared of ruining their friendship to try and change anything. And you know, maybe he was okay with it?
But Jimin wasn't.
And so, operation "Get Jeon Jungkook Into Kim Taehyung's Pants (And Also His Heart)" was born.
By the way Taehyung returned to Jungkook's lap after what couldn't have been more that 5 minutes of separation, melting into the younger boy's touch and smiling so impossibly bright when Jungkook brushed his hair out of his eyes and pressed a cute little kiss to his temple, it was probably going to be the easiest thing Jimin had ever done.
Jungkook and Taehyung had been best friends since approximately the beginning of time. The two met as their parents had been acquainted through work, and clicked instantly, having been joined at the hip for the past 12 years. Honestly, Jimin thought it was fucking adorable. Jimin had only met Taehyung the year before, the two being assigned roommates when they attended college together. The older boy learned a lot of things about his room mate during that year, but the very first thing he had learnt was that Taehyung had a very cute 'boyfriend' (he could tell from all of the photos Taehyung had of the both of them decorating the wall by his bed) who was a year younger than them and said boyfriend called Taehyung all the time. All. The. Time. Seriously, Jimin didn't get a decent night's sleep the entire year he lived with Taehyung. Jungkook, or JungSHUTUP as Jimin had taken to calling him in his head, called Taehyung to wish him a good day, every single morning. Which could have been super cute, probably, if the call hadn't been at the ass crack of dawn (ok so maybe it was 8:30am) every god damn time. Jimin had never been a morning person before in his LIFE and now here he was, listening to his roommate giggling and cooing on the phone everyday. And to be completely honest, Jimin was a hopeless romantic. It was kind of cute how much Jungkook cared. It really almost was the sweetest thing ever. Almost. But Jungkook called Taehyung every night before he went to sleep too.
Every. Single. God. Damn. Night.
Jimin had caved, five weeks in, asking Taehyung why on earth Jungkook called him first thing in the morning, if they had spoken right before they had fallen asleep anyway. The answer he received honestly almost made him throw up because how could two people be so sweet and cute and completely totally in love like that?
"I can't fall asleep when its too quiet, so my Kookie used to always call me and sing to me so I could fall asleep. I know its lame but I've kind of gotten used to it, I can't sleep without it now. And my day always starts better when I talk to him. Cheesy right?"
So really, was it Jimin's fault when Jimin told all of their friends that Taehyung's boyfriend, not 'best friend', from back home was going to be moving into an apartment with them the following year so they should all come over to meet him and see how cute the couple were?
Jimin will argue until the day he dies that is was not.
At first, it went well. Really well. Jungkook, although shy, was a total sweetheart, and he clicked with the group almost immediately. He was a dancer like Jimin and Hoseok, and before Seokjin had even served the meal to the table Jungkook had already been roped into joining the universities dance team, which seemed to make Taehyung extremely happy (which, Jimin now realises, was probably the only reason he agreed to it in the first place). Jungkook had heard some of Namjoon and Yoongi's music on Sound Cloud, Taehyung had sent him some links, and he told them how much he liked their work, how he was always interested in doing a track with a rapper, and five seconds of singing later (Jimin understood now why Taehyung liked to fall asleep to the sound of his voice) the three were organising to get together another time to brainstorm and wow, was it humanly possible for a person's first impression to be this good? The kid was a hit, and Taehyung was beaming.
"Kookie I told you not to be nervous!" he cooed, pressing feather light kisses to Jungkook's cheek from where he was settled comfortably on the younger boys lap, arms around his neck.
"I knew they'd love you! How couldn't they huh? They love me and I love you! Ah I'm so glad."
Jungkook's cheeks turned a pretty pink, and when he looked Taehyung in the eyes and whispered a sweet "I love you too Tae." is was probably the most adorable, sappy, heart warming thing Jimin had ever seen.
"God, you guys are too cute!" Hoseok said with a bright smile, "Honestly Tae, the way he's looking at you man, you've got yourself a keeper. How long have you been dating anyway?"
Disaster.
Jungkook stood up so quickly Taehyung slid off his lap into a heap of long limbs on the floor.
"Jungkook!" he screeched, but the younger boy payed him no mind.
"I wasn't looking at him like anything! We're not dating." he snapped, face the colour of an over ripe tomato, eyes darting to any place in the room that wasn't direct eye contact with another person.
Silence, apart from the sound of an indignant Taehyung hauling himself off the floor and back onto the couch.
"What the hell?" Jimin mumbled, breaking everyone out of the silence, "You're not dating? You guys talked on the phone literally every day this year. Tae has a shrine to you on his wall man. He calls you 'my Kookie' literally twenty-four seven."
Taehyung giggled at that, seemingly unaware of his best friend’s inner turmoil at this very moment.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Jimin!" he said with a laugh, "I should have said something, people always think we're dating because we're so touchy-feely. Nah man, we're just best friends. No need to act so offended though Kookie like, god damn."
"Best.. friends?" Yoongi drawled. Taehyung simply nodded, mumbling 'and it's not a shrine' under his breath before making grabby hands at his best friend until the two of them were back seated on the couch, shoulders, arms, thighs, all pressed up against each other.
"But... Jungkook was totally eye fuc-"Hoseok began, but a slap from Seokjin and a panicked shake of the head from Jungkook, eye's begging 'please please don't say anything, he doesn't know' shut him up.
'Sooooo-" Namjoon drawled, "dessert anyone?"
And that was that. Jungkook was pretty much silent after that for the rest of the evening. Taehyung seemed to notice, but bless his cinnamon roll heart, he couldn't figure out what was wrong. So, it became standard practise within the group. Everyone knew Jungkook loved Taehyung, but everyone knew to keep their nose out of it. Which was fair, of course it was. Jimin knew it was none of his business if Jungkook and Taehyung were 'boyfriends' or 'best friends' but honestly, Jungkook had lived with Taehyung and Jimin for almost five months now and had done absolutely NOTHING about his all consuming crush on his best friend so was it really so bad that Jimin wanted to get the two of them together?
So that brings us up to now. Now being, at Hoseok and Yoongi's apartment, 9pm on a Friday night, comfortably buzzed from the tequila slammers Taehyung had insisted they should all drink, lounging around on a couple or couches.
The perfect conditions to begin Phase 1 of Operation Get Jeon Jungkook into Kim Taehyung's Pants (And Also His Heart) - Jealousy.
Currently, Jungkook and Taehyung were hogging an entire couch by themselves, the younger of the pair lying on his back, head cushioned on the arm rest while Taehyung was spread out on top of him, one leg dangling off the couch, fingers tracing delicate patterns on any skin he could get his hands on; Jungkook's face, paying close attention to his lips, his neck, fingers dipping under the collar of his loose white t shirt, pushing the sleeve up and mapping out little hearts on his biceps. It was gross, but after five months of this madness, no one was really surprised anymore.
"You want another drink Tae?" Jimin heard Jungkook mumble, and at the older boys eager nod, Jungkook untangled himself from his best friend, and slowly made his way to the kitchen. The perfect opportunity, Jimin jumped up from his place jammed between Yoongi and the wall (because the two love birds were using all the couch space), ignoring Yoongi's groan at the sudden movement, and made after Jungkook to the kitchen.
"Hey," Jimin giggled, sliding up beside Jungkook and placing his glass down beside the one Jungkook had found for Taehyung, "pour me a glass too please?"
Jungkook simply grunted. Damn, Jimin thought, his giggle was his best move. Slyly, Jimin wound an arm around Jungkook's waist. He felt the younger boy stiffen slightly under his touch.
"Jungkoooook," he whined, "come sit with me. Taehyung's been hogging you all day. I want to watch that choreo video I was telling you about."
"Fine. Just let me give Tae this first kay?" Jungkook sighed, making his way out of the kitchen without even a backwards glance in Jimin's regard. Coming out of the kitchen, Jimin thought he was going to have to put his whole master plan on the back burner until another night, but was pleasantly surprised when Jungkook simply strode over to where Taehyung was still lying, thrust the drink in his face, and turned back to Jimin, asking the older boy where he wanted to sit. Jimin gestured to the wall directly opposite to the couch and Jungkook sat there, watching Jimin expectantly. Bright smile spreading across his face, Jimin skipped over and sat down next to him, sitting much closer than necessary considering the circumstances, and gave Jungkook one of his ear buds.
"Here Jungkookie," he cooed, shooting Jungkook a cute smile, "I'm sure you'll love it!"
Jungkook smiled back. "Yeah. Want to meet up some time next week to try it out?" he asked, already focusing on Jimin's phone.
"What about Wednesday?" Jimin asked, smile changing quickly from cute to sly. Wednesday was Jungkook and Taehyung's designated anime night, a night he was never included in even though it actually was his TV they were using, he bought it. Would Jungkook bite?
"Yeah sounds good." he said, loud enough for Taehyung (who totally hadn't been staring at them or ears dropping the entire time, not at all) to hear. "We can go down to the studio after your afternoon class? Maybe grab a late dinner when we finish up?"
Before Jimin could even respond in the affirmative, Taehyung spoke.
"Kookie weren't we going to binge Haikyuu on Wednesday? It's the only time our free days match." he whined. Jungkook didn't even look up from Jimin's phone when he replied, if his not verbal grunt could be considered a reply.
"Kookie~" came another whine, "Kook Kook Kook we already have plaaaaaaans."
"Tae we can just do it next week. Jimin and I really have to pick a piece for the comp okay." the younger boy grunted. Jimin had never seen the older boy's face drop so quickly. Truthfully, Jimin was shocked the plan was going so well already. Jungkook was never this cold to Taehyung. Jungkook was never cold to Taehyung, full stop, end of story. The night ended pretty soon after that, Taehyung had taken to pouting silently on the couch the entire time Jungkook and Jimin sat together, and when it began to look like Jungkook was not coming back to cuddle him any time soon, he demanded to go home because he was tired.
On arriving home, Taehyung sulked off to his room, shutting the door behind him. Jimin felt a little bit guilty at first, he had wanted to make Taehyung a little bit jealous so he would confess, not to make him angry. He was about to go apologise, or maybe tell Jungkook what he had been doing so that the younger boy could go apologise for him, but just as he was about to knock on Taehyung's door, he heard the soft sound of Jungkook, singing the older to sleep, and thought maybe his plan was going to work after all.
The next morning when Jimin made his way out into the kitchen, Jungkook was already there, making two cups of coffee. The shorter boy could barely contain his evil laughter. This was too easy.
"Mornin' cutie!" He cooed, sliding next to Jungkook and shooting the younger one of his cutest smiles.
Uh- yeah hi." Jungkook mumbled, reaching around Jimin for the milk.
Should he?
Yeah.
Jimin latched a small hand onto Jungkooks now exposed bicep and squeezed.
"What are you-" the taller began, but was cut off with a clatter. Taehyung had managed to knock one of the kitchen stools to the floor in his rush to wrap his arms around his best friend. To pull him closer. To pull him further away from Jimin.
"Morning!" Taehyung squeaked, pulling Jungkook one final time leaving Jimin no choice to release the other boys arm.
"Tae stop pulling me." Jungkook groaned, trying to move back towards the coffee mugs.
Taehyung squeaked and pulled again.
"Tae!" Jungkook whined.
"No! I'm not letting you go until you get me my coffee. You left to get me coffee and now you're out here with him and I won't allow you to keep depriving me of my basic coffee rights like this. Its not humane Jeon Jungkook and I will not stand for it." Taehyung gasped out in a single breath. How Jimin had managed to keep his laughter in is a feat still unexplained by modern science.
"What do you think I'm trying to do you absolute loser?" Jungkook groaned, finally slipping from Taehyung's grip. Stepping forward to pick up a mug, he span on the spot and thrust the coffee in Taehyung's face. He was met with a pout and puppy dog eyes.
"My Kookie is cranky this morning." Tae sighed. Jungkook groaned again.
"Don't do that." the younger boy whispered.
"Do what?" Taehyung sighed again, pout growing. Jimin could not stop his snort from escaping this time, but the two other men in the room where too caught up in each other to notice.
"You know what," Jungkook whined, reaching out with his free hand and ruffling his best friend’s hair, "you know how soft I am for that pout."
At that, a bright smile broke out on Taehyung's face, and he grabbed the waiting coffee from Jungkook's still outstretched hands.
"I know," he sung, taking a big sip of the beverage (made just the way he likes it, like always, because Jungkook always makes him the best coffee), "give me a hug and I'll stop!"
Jimin almost had to look away from the blinding display of cuteness when Jungkook carefully took the half empty mug out of Taehyung’s hands and pulled the older boy into a tight hug, burying his face in the others hair and breathing in. Almost.
The rest of the weekend what on pretty much the same. Whenever Jimin got the chance, he would glue himself to Jungkook’s side. Pet his hair. Compliment him. Laugh (way too hard) at all of his jokes. He was really committed to the entire thing. At one point, he had feared that Yoongi had caught onto his plan and would interfere when he caught the older boy staring at him as he tried to position himself in Jungkook’s lap, something close to a glare on his face, but that was quickly forgotten when Taehyung “accidentally” tripped on the rug and pushed Jimin to the floor. And then took his place on Jungkook’s lap. Accidentally. In fact, it was going so well Jimin thought he might be able to shave a couple of steps off his plan. Maybe just one or two steps. He really couldn’t let it drop below 15.
When Wednesday morning finally came around, Taehyung could only be described as seething. The taller boy was already sitting in the kitchen, massive mug of coffee untouched in front of him, when Jimin woke up. And Jimin had a 9am class for god sake. It was madness.
“Hey Tae.” Jimin said with a bright smile. He was only answered with a non-communal sound and a shrug in return.
“Where is Jungkook this morning?” he tried again. At this, Taehyung’s eyes snapped up to meet Jimin’s own.
“Why do you care where Jungkook is?” Taehyung snapped.
Nice. Maybe he could drop below 15 steps after all.
“Yes why would anyone care where I am? Disgusting.” Jungkook said with a laugh, jogging into the kitchen with his backpack falling off his shoulder, hair a mess. The younger boy grabbed an apple from the counter, shot Taehyung a smile before stealing his coffee cup and taking a massive swig, and turned to make his way out the door.
“Wait Kook!” Jimin called out. Jungkook stopped and turned around. Taehyung’s shoulders tensed.
“Should I meet you outside your classroom this afternoon? I’ll bring you your favourite snack!”
Jungkook shrugged.
“Yeah, whatever you want Jimin. And you can pick wherever to eat tonight to. I really don’t mind.” Jungkook replied.
“Perfect!” Jimin cooed, “I know this perfect little place near the uni, Yoongi took me there once. Super cosy. It’s actually kind of romantic. If we finish up practise early we should go there!”
Jungkook shrugged again.
“Okay sounds good. I’ve got to run. See you later Jimin.” He said, turning again and running for the door.
“Can’t wait!” Jimin called after him. After hearing the door slam, the room was plunged into silence.
One second passed.
Two.
Three… four… five… si-
“What are you doing?” Taehyung snapped.
“What on earth do you mean?” Jimin replied, shooting the other boy his most angelic smile. Taehyung rolled his eyes.
“Why are you all over Jungkook all of a sudden?” he said bluntly. Jimin had never heard Taehyung sounding so pissed off before. The pleasure he was gaining from it was a little sadistic.
“I’m not?” Jimin replied, faking innocence. Tilt of the head. Flutter of the eyelashes. It always worked on Yoongi, he had it down to a science.
“Shut up. So, do you have a crush on him or something? Because as his best friend I deserve to know.” Taehyung snapped.
Huh. Maybe not so perfected after all. Still, Jimin was in too deep to quit now.
“Look Taehyung, I have no idea what you’re talking about but I’ll talk to you tomorrow okay? I’ve gotta run to class now and Jungkook and I will probably be out really late so don’t wait up. Bye!” the shorter boy sung, grabbing his bag and making a run for the door.
“Where are you mee-” Taehyung began, but the rest of his sentence was silenced by the slamming of the front door. Jimin could not wait for that night. He Could. Not. Wait.
"I know what you're doing." Jungkook said, as soon as he walked through the door of the dance studio (Jungkook’s class had run late so the younger insisted Jimin get started without him) (Taehyung definitely had not been waiting outside Jungkook’s classroom with no knowledge of this, and he most certainly did not leave in a huff when he assumed Jungkook had left early. Not at all.) Jimin jumped so high he swore he almost hit the ceiling (which is pretty impressive, considering how short he is), not hearing the younger boy arrive. Yoongi snorted from where he was seated on the floor, leaning against the mirror.
"Jesus Jungkook! You scared me half to death!" he cried, hands clutching his chest dramatically. Yoongi snorted again, standing up and making his way out of the room, mumbling something about it being too noisy now for him to continue his nap.
"Whatever. I know what you're doing Jimin." Jungkook said, rolling his eyes.
"You're going to have to be a little more specific with that one buddy boy." Jimin replied with a laugh, picking up his water bottle and taking a swig.
"I know you're flirting with me to make Taehyung jealous so he will confess to me or whatever."
Jimin spat the water right in Jungkook's face.
"What the fuck!" Jungkook screeched. Yoongi stuck his head around the corner, snorted for the third time in the same number of minutes at the sight of Jungkook dripping wet, hair clinging to his forehead, and excused himself with a salute and a 'lol bye chim'. Traitor.
"I, well, you see Jungkook it's just I-" Jimin began.
"It won't work, he doesn't like me." Jungkook groaned, cutting the older boy off, grabbing Jimin's hoodie off the floor and using it to wipe his face. "Trust me, I've tried."
"You've tried?" Jimin quipped.
"Yup. Talked about how cute boys were. Went on dates with losers to try to make him jealous. He won't get jealous Jimin, he doesn't like me." Jungkook sat down at that, and this was honestly the most defeated Jimin had ever seen the other boy.
"Kook, I think if you-" Jimin began.
"He doesn't love me!" Jungkook whined, "He dosn't love me Jimin, we can't change his mind. It's whatever man, I still get to see him every day. Its fine."
"No but listen because he-"
"He is never going to love me Jimin! I'm fine just being his best fr-"
"Jeon Jungkook I swear to god shut the hell up!" Jimin yelled. Jungkook looked as if he had just been punched in the face.
"Oh my god stop pouting. Look my plan is working oka- yes it is let me talk- Jungkook it's working. He spoke to me about it this morning, about the two of you."
Jungkook was on his feet in an instant.
"What! Did he say something to you? Like do you think he's changed his mind about us?" he rushed out, grabbing onto Jimin's arm. "Holy shit Jimin don't you dare be joking. Do you think I have a chance?" Jimin couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. Cute idiots in love.
"He came up to me in the kitchen this morning after you left and got all like, territorial. He was like 'why do you have to hang out with Jungkook by yourself? When are you meeting? Can I come?' honestly man it was cute as heck. Imagine like, a chihuahua shaking. That was Taehyung." he cooed. Jungkook stared at him.
"That hardly means anything. He's probably just pissed off I'm not watching TV with him." Jungkook groaned, mumbling something that sounded a lot like 'fuck my life' under his breath, and collapsing back into the floor, laying on his back.
"Oh really? Because I'm willing to bet that any second now, Taehyung is going to come bursting through that door with some extravagant and dramatic excuse for why you need to come home with him right now, and probably never speak to me ever again." Jimin said with a smile.
"That's completely st-"
"Kookie!" Taehyung wailed, bursting through the door.
Hah, Jimin thought to himself, phase one complete.
(He didn’t see Jungkook again for the rest of the day.)
Phase two of Get Jeon Jungkook Into Kim Taehyung's Pants (And Also His Heart) – Make That Boy Look SMOKIN’ was much easier than phase one, mostly because Jungkook was already ridiculously good looking in his everyday life, but also because now Jungkook was in on the plan, convincing him to let Jimin dress him and do his hair was a whole lot easier.
Phase two, much to Jimin’s delight, could begin on the never next Saturday night, as some of Taehyung’s other friends (why he could ever need other friends when he had Jimin was a mystery) were throwing a party and OF COURSE when they invited Taehyung, they had to invite the whole team. TaehyungJungkookJiminYoongiNamjoonSeokjinHoseok. The world’s longest word? Maybe not quite. But the world’s greatest dream team? Hell yeah! At least in Jimin’s opinion. Taehyung offered to help set up everything at Minho’s house, so Jimin and Jungkook had the house to themselves to pimp Jungkook the fuck out. Awh yeah.
“I look like a hooker.” Jungkook groaned, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair. Luckily Jimin stopped him just in time.
“No mister! No touching the master piece. And yeah you look like a hooker that’s kind of the whole point.” Jimin laughed.
“I look stupid!” Jungkook cried.
“You look hot as fuck idiot. I would totally tap that if I didn’t ship Taekook so hard.” Jimin said with a smile.
Jungkook blushed.
“Do you rea-” Jungkook began before stopping to clear his throat, “I mean, do you really think Taehyung will think so?”
Dang. Jungkook wasn’t even blushing because of Jimin. He was losing his touch.
“Taehyung thinks you’re the sexiest thing on two legs when you wake up in the morning with drool on your chin and that stupid bed hair you get okay? He will pop the biggest boner of all time when he sees you like this. Trust me.”
“I don’t know…” Jungkook sighed. Jimin rolled his eyes.
“Jungkook, this is my greatest master piece! I mean look at yourself again.” Jimin groaned.
It really was some of his greatest work. Jungkook was wearing a white singlet with the sides cut really low, showing off his toned arms and shoulders perfectly. He was also wearing the leather pants that he had bought once but was too self-conscious to wear and Jimin swears he wasn’t into Jungkook but DAMN his ass and thighs in those pants. Taehyung would lose it at the sight of those thighs. Jimin was positive Taehyung had had at least 50 wet dreams about those thighs alone. Who could blame him.
“Are you sure these pants aren’t too tight?” Jungkook practically whimpered.
“Taehyung will drop to his knees and beg to suck you off when he sees them.” Jimin said simply. Jungkook chocked.
“Holy fuck shut up!” the younger boy gasped making for the door. “Can we please just leave before you freak me out even more?”
And so phase two began.
To say Taehyung’s reaction to Jungkook’s clothing was successful would be an understatement. The poor boys jaw nearly dropped to the FLOOR when he opened the door of Minho’s apartment and was welcomed with the sight of pure sex on legs.
“Kooks.” He managed to gasp out, reaching for the younger boy’s hand and dragging him into the apartment.
“Hey Tae.” Jungkook mumbled.
“Hey thighs.” Taehyung said back, voice higher than necessary given the situation. Jungkook barked out a laugh.
“Are you drunk Taehyung?” Jimin asked, hoping the answer would be yes.
“Yep.” Taehyung replied, popping the p and spinning himself around until he was wrapped up in Jungkook’s arms.
“A little drunk but not drunk enough to deal with this.” he continued, in what Taehyung would probably have described as a whisper, but to anyone else around, it was practically a shout.
“Oh? With what?” Jimin asked slyly.
“With my best friend and his stupid pants.” Taehyung groaned, spinning around so he was facing Jungkook, still wrapped up in his arms.
“Wanna drink kooks?” Taehyung asked, eyes lingering on Jungkook’s lips for just a second too long. God Jimin was a genius.
“Sure.” Jungkook mumbled, allowing himself to be dragged off by his best friend. Before he was completely out of sight he turned his head to look back at Jimin, and the smile of pure happiness on his face gave the older boy butterflies.
(Jimin saw the two of them again over an hour later, Taehyung even more drunk and Jungkook comfortably buzzed, slow dancing in a corner, one of Jungkook’s hand grasping Taehyung’s own, the other gently playing with the older boy’s hair. When they turned, Jimin could see Taehyung’s free hand had found it’s was to Jungkook’s butt, even though he had to bend his knees a little to reach it, and a blinding smile broke out on Jimin’s face. Yoongi asked what on earth had gotten into him, but he just shrugged the other boy off with a smile. Operation "Get Jeon Jungkook Into Kim Taehyung's Pants (And Also His Heart)" was going to be a success by the end of next week at this point.)
Jimin had no idea how right he was about that.
The very next Wednesday, Jimin was making lunch in the kitchen at home, taking his time and both Taehyung and Jungkook were out and he had the place to himself all day, when he heard the front door slam. Seconds later, Taehyung was in front of him looking incredibly flustered, pout evident on his face.
“Yugyeom is coming to stay!” he wailed, throwing himself into Jimin’s arms. Jimin had no idea who Yugyeom was.
“Who?” he tried. Taehyung wailed again.
“Who is this Taehyung? I need a little more information.”
“He’s Jungkook’s stupid friend from his stupid dance school back home.” Taehyung groaned, untangling himself from Jimin and sitting himself down at the kitchen table, muttering stupid again under his breath a few more times.
“And this is problem because?” Jimin tried.
“Are you joking?” Taehyung deadpanned. Jimin almost wanted to laugh, if he wasn’t so sure it would set Taehyung off into a head spin.
“Tae Tae, do you not like him or something?” Jimin asked. And at that, the flood gates opened.
“Of course I don’t like him! He’s had the biggest crush on Jungkook forever and ever and he had such a stupid pretty face and stupid dance moves and he and Jungkook get along so well and I hate his stupid face!” Taehyung groaned.
Jimin was just the slightest bit confused.
“Why do you care if he has a crush on Jungkook though?” Jimin asked. Surely his master plan hadn’t worked already? He was good, but not THAT good.
Taehyung shot him the dirtiest look mankind has ever seen.
“Park Jimin, everybody knows that I am unconditionally, head of heels, stupidly in love with Jeon Jungkook okay it’s old news. Older that the birth of time okay? Let’s move past the obvious here and help me deal with this problem. How so I become better than Kim Yugyeom?”
Huh. Interesting.
“You know you’re in love with Jungkook?” Jimin asked, stunned.
“Of course I know I’m in love with him, what does that even mean?” Taehyung sighed, burying his head in his arms, folded on the table.
“So, like, it’s not a subconscious feeling? You like, actively wake up in the morning and think, wow, I love Jungkook so much, I am going to flirt with him until everyone finds it gross today?” Jimin asked.
“Pretty much yeah.”
“Huh. I don’t think everyone knows that Tae.” Jimin said, taking a seat next to his exasperated friend. Taehyung groaned again.
“Everyone knows, except you apparently.” The taller boy mumbled into his hand.
“Jungkook doesn’t” Jimin tried. Taehyung snorted.
“Yes he does.”
Jimin rolled his eyes at that. Stupid damn idiots in love. They were making this too easy for him.
“No I’m pretty sure he doesn’t Taehyung. I think you sho-”
“Yes he does!” Taehyung cut him off, “I told him right before I graduated high school and moved here I said Jeon Jungkook I am in love with you and I want to be your boyfriend and he just laughed Jimin! He laughed it off. He thought it was a joke. So there. He knows. Everybody knows. We’re done here. Now, how do I become hotter by tonight? Because Yugyeom is pretty hot and Jungkook is inviting some people over tonight to meet him and like have a party or whatever so I’ve gotta become hotter so he notices me and it’s gotta happen really, really fast okay. Help me!” Taehyung said in a massive gasp of breath.
Huh.
“Was he drunk Taehyung?” Jimin asked, head spinning. How could Jungkook have not told him this vital piece of information?!
“Well duh we were both fucking wasted, I’ve been in love with him since forever do you really think I could have told him that while I was sober?” Taehyung groaned. “So are you going to help me or not?”
At that, Jimin stood.
“JIMIN!” Taehyung wailed.
“Wear those black jeans that hug your ass and curl your hair a little. Oh! And they eyeliner. Do that too. I’ve got to run now Tae, sorry!” Jimin called as he made his way to the door, his lunch now long forgotten (which Taehyung ended up eating as he sulked for a few minutes. Okay. It was close to an hour). Jimin couldn’t wait. He had to talk to Jungkook. He had to make his Taekook dreams a reality.
Jimin had to say, he was a little disappointed that Jungkook didn’t look more surprised when he came bursting into his lecture and dragged him from the room. He didn’t do this all the time. It was surprising! (It wasn’t).
“Do you remember Kim Taehyung telling you that he is in love with you and that he wants to be your boyfriend right before he graduated?” Jimin practically yelled in Jungkook’s face. The younger boy looked confused.
“How do you know about that? I’ve never told anyone about that dream before. Shit, I don’t think I even wrote it down.” Jungkook said with the uttermost confusion.
Jimin let out the longest and loudest groan he had ever created.
“It wasn’t a dream you absolute muppet!” Jimin yelled.
Jungkook froze.
“…huh?” he whispered.
“It wasn’t a dream jackass, Taehyung really said that and has been swimming in a big old pile of angst ever since.” Jimin groaned.
“…huh?” Jungkook whispered, somehow getting even quieter.
“He told me about it when he also told me Yugyeom is coming to stay, which like, thanks by the way for running it by me, it’s not like I live in the house as well you know. It’s not like I buy you gro-”
“I need to tell him I love him.” Jungkook said suddenly, voice full of absolute certainty.
Finally.
“Yeah you do loser. He’s at home right now. Probably moping about.” Jimin said with a bright smile. Before the sentence was even fully out of Jimin’s mouth, Jungkook was off in a run towards his car.
“Can you meet Yugyeom here and bring him to the apartment for me please! He’ll be outside my lecture hall when it ends.” Jungkook shouted over his shoulder.
“Sure!” Jimin screamed, “go get your boo baby boy!”
Now all Jimin had to do was to figure out who Yugyeom actually was.
Jimin did manage to locate Yugyeom in the crowd, by running up to any boy around Jungkook’s age who looked like he was waiting around and practically yelling “Yugyeom?” in his face, which turned out to be a terrible plan because Yugyeom wasn’t alone, he was waiting with his BOYFRIEND and oh boy could Jimin not wait to tell Taehyung that one. But find him he did, and he ended up taking the toy boys, Yugyeom’s boyfriend had an extremely long name Jimin struggled at, so thankfully he insisted everyone call him Bam Bam (cute), out to get coffee and a bite to eat before making their way to the apartment, giving Taehyung and Jungkook some time to figure everything out.
“So, who’s he banging?” Yugyeom asked bluntly. Jimin almost choked on his coffee.
“What?” he gasped.
“Jungkook. He sent you to come get me and keep me away from the apartment for a while. Who’s he banging? Do I know them?” Yugyeom asked again. Bam Bam snorted at the bluntness.
“Oh, um well, it’s actually Taehyung but-”
“No shit!” Yugyeom and Bam Bam shouted together.
“He actually got the balls up and told Taehyung how he feels? That’s so awesome!” Yugyeom said with a smile.
“I never thought the day would come…” Bam Bam said wistfully.
“Never thought the day would come indeed” Jimin agreed.
When the three boys finally got back to the apartment, Taehyung and Jungkook were definitely banging if the loud moans coming from Jungkook’s bedroom where anything to go by and dang, it was super gross and Jimin never needed to hear those sounds in his LIFE but Taekook was canon and he would be a liar if he said the sounds didn’t make him smile just a little.
That is, until Taehyung screamed at the top of his lungs “Oh baby you’re so fucking big!”.
At that point Jimin ran. Yugyeom and Bam Bam in tow.
And he made some calls and changed the party location to Hoseok’s apartment.
And swore he would not return to his own apartment until it was properly aired out.
Still, when Taehyung and Jungkook showed up to the party hand in hand, blindingly bright smiles on their faces and a little shout of “We’re boyfriends now!” as they walked through the door, Jimin’s heart flew.
Cute idiots in love.
And so, phase three of operation "Get Jeon Jungkook Into Kim Taehyung's Pants (And Also His Heart) – Confession”, was an incredible success.
“About fucking time.” Yoongi muttered from where he was seated beside Jimin on the couch.
About fucking time indeed.
"Oh my god you two are disgusting." Yoongi snapped, breaking Jimin's streak on flappy bird with his uncharacteristically loud outburst. The only answer he received were soft giggles.
"No I'm serious you two, I'm trying to eat, you need to stop." he groaned. Jimin looked up from his phone to see what all the fuss was, and immediately regretted it.
Taehyung and Jungkook had seated themselves across the table from Jimin and Yoongi, and the activity they were currently involved in stopped just short of pornographic. Taehyung had situated himself on Jungkook’s lap, supple thighs caging in the younger boy’s meatier ones, and was running his fingers through Jungkook’s hair while the fore-mentioned boy was sucking a mark into the skin of Taehyung’s exposed collar bone.
“Jesus Christ.” Jimin groaned under his breathe, earning an appreciative grunt from Yoongi.
Taehyung giggled again, pulling on Jungkook’s hair lightly. The younger boy did not appear to have any intentions of stopping.
“What happened to my shy Jungkookie?” Jimin wailed, throwing himself dramatically onto Yoongi’s shoulder.
"He got laid.” Taehyung replied with a cheeky smile. Jungkook stopped his ridiculous display of territorial marking to snort at that.
“Yeah I think he knows baby, you were pretty loud last night.” He said with a small smile, wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s waist and pulling him tighter against his chest. Jimin wailed again.
“Oh dear lord please do not remind me!” Jimin practically screamed.
“I do not need to hear how big Jungkook’s dick is at 2am in the morning okay I need to bleach my brain just thinking about it.”
“Oh please Jimin you must be at least a little curious.” Taehyung said with a sly smile. Jungkook blushed at that. Ah, so shy Jungkook wasn’t too far gone after all. At least that was something.
“NO!” Jimin groaned.
“And why not?” Taehyung countered.
"Umm, because it's disgusting?" Hoseok offered, plonking himself down on the table, Seokjin and Namjoon in tow. "Like, I don't really know the context, but I have a feeling that's the right answer."
“Did you just call my dick disgusting?” Jungkook gasped.
“Baby trust me, it is soooooo far from disgusting.” Taehyung sung back. And with that, all chaos ensued, Taehyung trying to defend Jungkook’s honour from Hoseok, Seokjin stating that it doesn’t matter how nice Jungkook’s dick is, because it could never be as nice as his own, Namjoon choking on his sandwich at that statement, Hoseok implying that the sandwich isn’t the only thing Namjoon would be chocking on that day, Taehyung laughing so hard at that statement he fell off Jungkook’s lap and onto the floor, Jungkook being set into a fit because Taehyung hit his head on the way down and now his baby was hurting and Hoseok better watch out!!!! A mess. Jimin tried to block out the crazy and enjoy is own lunch.
“It’s kind of nice though, isn’t it?” Yoongi said from beside him.
Jimin nodded.
“Yeah, of course it is. They really are so perfect for each other.” He said quietly.
“It would be nice, to, you know, have something like that.” Yoongi said, turning to Jimin and smiling weakly.
“Yeah, I’d like that too! But I know when I find him, I’m not going to make my housemate listen to us roll playing at 10am on a Tuesday morning making them too scared to leave their room because if it’s that loud, they’re probably fucking in the living room.” Jimin groaned. Yoongi almost choked on his coffee.
“They didn’t” he gasped.
“They did. I was actually thinking of finding a new place. Like, not just because of that, but Tae and Jungkookie will probably want to move to a smaller place of their own soon you know? So I might as well make it easy for them.” Jimin said with a smile.
“You’re so soft on them.” Yoongi snorted.
“Well yeah, they’re my OTP.” Jimin cooed. Cute, Yoongi thought. Cute. Cute. Cute.
“Well, you can always come stay with me for now if you want.” Yoongi suggested. Jimin beamed.
“Really? I would love that! Are you sure you wouldn’t mind? I know how much you love having an apartment to yourself?” Jimin sung out. Yoongi was his best friend. He made Jimin feel safe. He would love to live with the older male.
“I wouldn’t mind for you, Jiminie.” Yoongi said softly. Jimin blushed.
“And you say I’m soft?” Jimin whispered with a roll of his eyes, turning his attention back to the scene still unfolding in front of him.
(Taehyung was still on the ground, laughing uncontrollably as Jungkook chased Hoseok around, trying to hit him with a chunk of ham he must have gotten off one of the sandwiches Seokjin had convinced the woman at the cafeteria to give him.)
Yoongi’s attention, however, stuck firmly on Jimin.
He looked especially beautiful today, Yoongi decided, the way he smiled so brightly while watching their (idiot) friends. Yoongi could get used to that smile on a daily basis. A waking up next to that smile every morning and making it breakfast and kissing it goodbye when it left for class kind of basis.
And just like that, Yoongi had a plan.
And so, operation "Get Park Jimin Into My Apartment (And Also My Heart)" was born.