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Jimin grimaces and sticks his tongue out, setting the half-full glass on the booth’s shaky table - “This is fucking disgusting, how do you drink this?”
The older laughs loudly and takes his glass once again to his lips, swallowing the bitter, in Jimin’s opinion, drink - “When you become an adult I’m sure you’ll like it.”
“You talk as if I haven’t just turned 24!” - he glares at the other, pressing his elbow to the table and resting his fist on his cheek - “Maybe you’re the one who needs to grow up.” - and pouts.
Seokjin smiles and presses his hand, the one that was holding the cold glass, against Jimin’s neck, drawing his thumb across his hot skin, he shivers, trying not to stare at the journalist’s plump lips - “Look who’s talking, the actual baby.”
Jimin doesn’t blush, it’s just the very small amount of alcohol in his blood, seriously.
“Hyung, we’re in public.” - he tried to shove Seokjin’s hand away, only for him to hold his hand and bring it closer to him, almost kissing Jimin’s knuckles.
“Did that ever stop you from doing anything?” - he leans closer - “Did that ever stop me from doing something?”
A timid smile opens up on Jimin’s face, he shakes his head - “No, but it’s because you’re crazy.” - the college student pulls his hand away from the other’s, picking a peanut from the snacks tray - “Should a Pulitzer winner be acting like this? All flirty with his boyfriend, in this old bar? No offense Yoongi!”
Yoongi, the bar owner, turns from the counter to look at Jimin - “Did you say something?”
“Since when award-winning journalists aren’t allowed to have fun?”
Jimin stops chewing and presses a finger to his lips, faking a deep frown, pretending to think about it - “Since they have a... Reputation, to not ruin?”
The older smirks - “Maybe I can ruin something else tonight, along with my reputation, of course.” - and shakes his eyebrows.
He giggles - “What do you want the headlines to say tomorrow? Shocking!” - Jimin says, acting as a news anchor fixing his imaginary tie - “Pulitzer winning journalist Kim Seokjin spotted at motel with a sexier looking younger man last night?”
“But Jiminie, that doesn’t make any sense, who’s the younger man that could possibly be sexier than moi?” - Seokjin makes a kissy face at Jimin, who giggles more.
“But seriously, do you wanna ruin something else, along with your reputation, obviously, tonight?”