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“I told you. We’re not talking about this,” Jimin scowls at Taehyung. He doesn’t understand how any of this is happening. It’s just too much for the dancer.
“You tell me to tell you everything. Why do you back off when I ask you to tell me something?” Taehyung whines, finding the situation all too unfair. They sound like fifth graders urging each other to spill secrets while they’re away from home on a fieldtrip.
“This isn’t something we need to tell each other!” the blond rubs small circles on his temples, Taehyung obviously giving him a headache.
“Why not? Are you ashamed?”
“That’s not--” Jimin feels his cheeks grow hot as he avoids the brunet’s eyes at all cost. He really wanted to get up and leave right now. He closes his eyes momentarily and takes a deep breath to collect himself. “Tae.”
“Hm?”
“What you like… when it comes to sex. Isn’t that something you should only share with someone you actually have sex with?” Jimin tries to enunciate each syllable properly so Taehyung understands.
“I guess so,” Taehyung nods rather quickly.
“Then why the hell would you ask me what I like during sex?”
“Because I never thought you’d be into butt stuff! I can’t believe you have a dildo.”
Ah shit. That’s right. That’s how this whole mess of a conversation started.
Jimin had thought he had the dorm all to himself that day. Jin and Hoseok went out to eat somewhere together, Yoongi and Namjoon were held up in their studios working on new songs and Jungkook wanted to go to the gym and dragged Taehyung along. It was the perfect opportunity. None of them were obviously gonna be back within an hour after all. Jimin thought if it’d be fine if he could blow off some steam, take out his well-hidden “adult” toy and play around with it for the mean time. It’s been so long. He needed to do this.
And he did. He did it so thoroughly, he had his voice echo through the entire dorm. But that’s fine, right? No one can hear him moan and whimper anyway. Not Namjoon. Not Jin. Not Yoongi. Not Hoseok. Not Jungkook. And definitely not Taehyung who happened to be standing by the door of his room.
“Taehyung?! What the hell?” Jimin flinched as soon as he locked eyes with the familiar figure. He instantly tried to cover himself up, pulling his white shirt down as low as possible to keep his cock, flushed and hard, and asshole, puckered and wet, out of sight.
“I- just-- um-” the brunet stuttered. His face was flushed down to his neck. His eyes were blown wide open and still glued to Jimin who wanted to just disappear this instant.
Jimin was just as red and speechless. Getting caught jerking off was one thing, but getting caught moaning to a dildo up your ass was a different story. A really different story.
“Yeah, I should go,” Taehyung managed to croak out after what seems like an eternity, covering his eyes with both of his hands and fleeing the scene, bumping into furniture here and there from the sounds Jimin could hear from inside his room.
After a couple of hours or more, Jungkook and Taehyung came back to the dorm. Jimin had obviously cleaned up his mess and finished his business now. He was too scared to face Taehyung though. This was gonna be weird, he thought. Things were definitely gonna get awkward if not forever, then for a while, it’s still gonna be awkward. Oddly enough, that’s not what happened at all. Taehyung greeted him as soon as they got home and showed off the new necktie he bought while they were out. It was just like normal. It was as if nothing happened at all. Anything with Taehyung would always be comfortable. And whether what Jimin did bothered him or not, the blond was grateful he didn’t comment on it afterward.
At least that’s what he thought until now. It's been a week since the incident and Jimin hoped Taehyung should've forgotten about it by now which is impossible because who can ever forget the sight of your best friend, legs sprawled on his bed, moaning like there's no tomorrow to a toy he pumps in and out of his ass?
“S-so what if I have a dildo?” Jimin mumbles lowly as if he was afraid someone else was going to hear. Taehyung and him were the only ones in the dorm right now though.
“Jimin, I'm just really curious, okay? I hope you don't take this the wrong way,” the taller if the two softened his tone, hopefully making Jimin feel comfortable enough to open up.
“When you use that… thing,” Taehyung continues, obviously gesturing to the dildo. “Do you think of a woman or a man?”
Jimin feels like he heard wrong.
“What?”
“Do you fantasize about a man or a woman?” Taehyung repeats, his voice devoid of slurs for once. He sounded so serious it was scary.
Jimin feels blood rush to his face again. He drops his gaze to his fingers that he's playing with. What was he supposed to say, the truth? Taehyung is his best friend, someone just generally curious and wants to get to know him even more. He wouldn't judge him for whatever he's going to say right?
“A man then?” Taehyung finally opens his mouth, his voice making Jimin flinch. Apparently the silence dragged on a little too long, the brunet drew his own assumption from the lack of response.
“That's not-” Jimin tries to explain but finds his mouth dry. He can't speak nor do eye contact He doesn't know how to fix this anymore. Taehyung would still be his friend right?
“So… does this mean you like men?” he presses on with a follow up question. He wants confirmation. He needs it. His mind hasn't rested since that day he saw Jimin pleasure himself.
“It's not a big deal,” Jimin manages to squeak, feigning a shrug in a sad attempt to look calm and reserved like he usually is. This shaky voice of his was not like him. Jimin is scared of what kind of look Taehyung has on right now. He's scared to lift his gaze but he has to. He's scared but he has to know.
He raises his head and meets with Taehyung's eyes.
“Does that mean you can like me?”
What?
Jimin frantically searches Taehyung's face as if it was the dictionary. Was it even possible to put those words together in a sentence? Jimin felt like he needed a dictionary to understand what the hell Taehyung was saying. But even though he didn't fully understand it, his heart raced. His heart understood what that question meant.
“I'm sorry. That was a stupid question,” the brunet grins awkwardly, breaking eye contact. He looked so discouraged. Jimin hated seeing his best friend like this.
“Yes!” he announced, unnecessarily loud, making Taehyung lift his head back up. Fuck he didn't mean to do that, to make Taehyung's eyes glint with something he didn't understand. It looked like hope and it made his stomach knot.
“Yes?”
“Yes.”
Oh god what was he even saying? Jimin would literally say anything lift up Taehyung's spirits even just a little. His pride was at stake here though. He had to act quickly.
“Not saying that I like you that way or anything though. I'm just saying I can… if the conditions are right,” Jimin rambles, overusing hand gestures that just made him entirely unconvincing.
Taehyung fights a laugh but fails. “‘If the conditions are right…’ Yah! Do you know what you're saying?”
“Even I'm confused with what I said!”
The brunet keeps laughing and Jimin can't help but not interrupt. What was so funny?
“You know,” Taehyung starts again, leaning forward. Jimin leans in too out of habit when someone whispers to him. “I think I have what it takes.”
“To what?”
“To make the conditions right.”
Jimin feels his cheeks tighten again. He's fucking blushing right now. This wasn't how he was supposed to react in front of Taehyung. He had to say something. Anything.
“Yahh you've gotten really good at flirting, haven't you?” he forces a laugh out to cover his anxieties. Taehyung could only smile back, seeing as he was winning this banter.
“You like it?”
Jimin snorts. Taehyung finds it a little too endearing, he laughs.
“I'm serious though,” the brunet’s fingers find their way onto Jimin's, who almost tries to pull his hand away but decides he shouldn't.
“About what?” Jimin suddenly feels like he can't look at Taehyung’s face, scared to find an answer to whatever he was asking himself right now.
“About making the conditions right.”
Jimin gives another snort and pulls his hand away. He turns to his side, keeping Taehyung out of his view.
“Don't get ahead of yourself.”