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“Maraming salamat PH ARMYs! Mahal namin kayo!”
The whole audience screamed their lungs out after all BTS members shouted the same thing. The boys slowly descended from the stage, tapping each other’s backs for another successful show, their last one in the Philippines. They will be staying for three more days as a short break before they go to their next stop.
“I’m so tired, I don’t know if I should eat or just pass out on my bed.” Yoongi jokes as he removes his earpiece. Hoseok laughed at him as he approached Taehyung with a bounce on his steps, full of energy as always. They’re all sweaty as hell but that doesn’t stop him from hugging the said member, trying to make Tae carry him on his back for the rest of the way.
“Yah hyung! I don’t think I can carry both of our weights without my knees giving out!” Tae complained but he still held Hoseok’s thighs for him to not fall off.
“Why not? Look at Jungkookie carrying Jiminie, he’s even running at full speed!” Hoseok replied while pointing at the duo who seems to be in their own world again. Jimin’s giggles can be heard throughout the hallway making the staff smile fondly.
“Jungkook is literally a muscle pig, I’m pretty sure he enjoys having Jiminie on his back for a lot of reasons.” Hoseok laughed and finally got off Tae, giving him a slap on the butt. He just resorted to clinging on him for dear life which made the younger groan, but he’ll take it, at least his hyung is not trying to use him as a mode for transportation anymore.
Their managers let them have burgers, chicken, pasta, and pizza for dinner in exchange for a promise from them to hit the gym first thing in the morning, they need to keep in shape for the tour so they easily agreed. They all gathered inside Yoongi’s room (he got the biggest one this time) and pigged out for the rest of the night. By 11 pm, they already finished most of their food.
“Jungkookie let’s go back to our room now, I’m tired.” Jimin said as he picked up the last burger wrapper, putting it inside a plastic bag. The maknae is still munching on some pizza with a glass of coke on his other hand.
“I still don’t understand why the two of you even bother getting separate rooms when you end up sleeping together anyways.” Jin commented as Jimin blushes.
“We weren’t gonna sleep together this time! I said we will go back to our rooms! Since his is beside mine!” Jimin sputters.
“Tsk Jiminie, if you just got one room then we won’t waste money,” Yoongi bickered.
“You literally got a room with two beds all for yourself, I don’t think you should be the one talking hyung!”
“You’re just bitter that you lost to me in rock paper scissors.”
“YOU LITERALLY CHEATED!”
Jungkook just looked at his hyungs back and forth, he’s so used to them bickering that he doesn’t even bat an eye anymore. Soon enough he finished his pizza and he pulled on Jimin’s shirt who was animatedly telling a story to Namjoon and Hobi.
“Hyung let’s go, I wanna work out for a bit before sleeping.”
“Jungkook we’re gonna do a group workout tomorrow, don’t go to the gym just do some exercises inside your room.” Namjoon said as they were preparing to leave.
He just nodded and bid farewell to the rest of the members, wishing them a good night sleep. He had to pull Jimin away from Tae because he doesn’t want to let go of his friend but since he’s much stronger, Taehyung was left with a pout. Jimin promised to hang out with him tomorrow after working out.
“Hyung, change into workout clothes, we’re going to the gym.”
“Kookie it’s literally 11:30 pm, don’t do this to me.”
“I just wanna use the treadmill for a while hyung, I swear we’ll be quick.”
“Fine, wait for me outside my room.”
“Jimin-ssi you said you’re gonna work out with me!” Jungkook whined as he ran on the treadmill while Jimin sits pretty on one of the bench presses.
“I said no such thing, I just agreed to go with you.” Jimin teased as he snitched on Jungkook in the bangtan gc, Namjoon just sighing via texts because the kid didn’t listen to him again. He sent a video of Jungkook running with his laughs in the background.
He was just playing imessage games with Taehyung when he sensed Jungkook in front of him, panting with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He quickly wiped his sweat with the towel he’s holding and handed him the water jug they were supposed to share.
“You know what, you’re the worst gym buddy ever. Stop using your phone and at least help me work out.” Jimin just snickered as Jungkook drank water. He can’t stop cooing at how he’s working out with his long hair tied in pigtails. There were no other people in the hotel gym right now because no one else is crazy enough to work out at this time of the night. He was about to take a video of Jungkook again when the younger covered his camera with his hand and took his phone away.
“Yah Jungkook! Give it back!” He exclaimed as he tried to reach it from the boy’s grip. Fuck Jungkook and his longer limbs, fuck his stupid little smirk as Jimin jumps around to retrieve his phone (admittedly not making too much effort because well, he loves it when the maknae teases him like this).
“You’re not getting it back until I finish working out, come on hyung just help me out,” Jungkook pouts. What a fucking dumbass.. The cutest fucking dumbass.
“Okay fine, what do you want me to do? I can’t believe you dragged me here to be a gym assistant.” Jimin huffs, putting up a show.
“I’m gonna do some sit-ups. I need you to keep my legs together.”
“I can use my phone while doing that though,” Jimin pouts.
“No you can’t, I need you to focus on me. Only me.” Jimin feels like there should be a limit to the amount of times Jungkook can make him blush but somehow there isn’t and he’s about to go crazy. So he just nodded and didn’t try to argue because the younger might say something again and well, he just wants him to shut up to be honest.
Jungkook lied down on one of the mats and Jimin got into position. He can handle this, he is fine. This is fine. Really. He’s a big boy, he can handle this. It’s alright. Well it was, until Jungkook came up and was like inches away from Jimin’s face. That was NOT fine.
“Dude can you move?” Jungkook stopped and was looking at him like he’s crazy.
“Did you just call me dude…”
“Y-you’re face is too near I can smell your bad breath.”
“I literally brushed my teeth before going here.”
“I’m proud of you for doing that.”
“JIMIN???”
He just laughed nervously and motioned for the boy to go on with his sit-ups. He lowkey moved his face back so it wouldn’t be too near Jungkook every time he came up and he didn’t seem to notice so he guessed he’s safe. After an eternity (Jimin is exaggerating of course, it was only about 10 minutes but boy did it feel like forever), Jungkook decided that he’s done enough sit-ups.
“Are you done? I can’t believe you made us go into the gym to do sit-ups when we could’ve done it in the hotel room and jogged in place to substitute your treadmill workout.”
“I can’t do bench presses in there can I?”
“What do you mean you’ll-- listen, it’s late now Kookie they will close the gym soon.”
“This is literally a 24-hour gym.”
“What’s the point of gyms that are open for 24 hours are they crazy?”
“They did it for me, now help me bench press.”
“What the hell do you want me to do now…” Jimin muttered. Jungkook wasn’t speaking so he looked up at the younger and he looked like he just had a lightbulb moment. Jimin doesn’t like that look at all.
“Jiminie I always wanted to try bench pressing you.”
What the fuck did he just say to me? Jimin thought. He tried keeping a neutral face and he thought he succeeded but then he felt his face heat up. Fucking amazing.
“What the hell are you saying Jungkook, you can’t bench press me! I-I’m a human being with feelings!” He couldn’t have come up with a better excuse like safety reasons huh? Fuck his life.
Jungkook’s lips went from a pout then grew into a smile and soon enough the asshole was laughing. He frowned at him the whole time and he was still laughing, he wants to punch the younger so hard right now.
“Jimin you should’ve seen your face!” He continued laughing so Jimin did what he had to do and hit the back of his head. The dumbass just laughed harder.
“I’m your hyung you brat! How dare you propose such a thing to me??? What if you drop me and I hit my head and I bleed to death? What will you say to our members?! Taehyung will murder you! Jin hyung will feed you to the sharks!”
Jungkook couldn’t breathe at this point now, holding on Jimin’s arm for dear life. He tried to speak several times but had to laugh some more so Jimin waited until the younger calmed down. He swears with his life that he will make him pay.
“Do you really think I’ll let you fall without me catching you? Please just let me try at least twice and if I can’t do it, we’re going back to our room.” Jimin badly wants to take a shower and just curl up in his bed and die of embarrassment but he can never say no to Jungkook’s puppy eyes so he just walked to the bench press he was sitting on earlier and looked at the younger expectantly. Jungkook realized that he actually got permission and he quickly placed Jimin’s phone on one of the other benches and lied down like an excited puppy.
“How do I position myself, do I face you or do I face the ceiling?”
“Please face the ceiling if you don’t want me to accidentally grab something else, hyung.” Jimin just ignored the comment and bent his body carefully on top of Jungkook. This is weird as fuck and he’s praying so hard that no one enters the gym right now because he’ll seriously die of embarrassment if someone sees them in this situation.
Jungkook carefully placed a hand on his nape and then felt his--
“Jungkook stop feeling up my ass I swear to God I w--”
Jungkook suddenly squeezed his thigh and he felt like dying a little bit even though he was just adjusting his grip on him. When Jungkook finally felt that his hold on Jimin was balanced, he slowly lifted the older. Jimin was not inside his body anymore, he feels like he’s witnessing this from a third perspective. Jungkook is not bench pressing him right now, this is just one of his crazy dreams, not that he has crazy dreams about him and Jungkook in a gym, definitely not!
Well Jimin does not deny the fact that he likes strong men. In general, you know, strong men are very… strong. He just really likes the feeling of being held by strong people because they’re strong. And he thinks that strong men should be appreciated because they make an effort to be strong. Strong men are--
“--min?? Jiminie?? Jimin hyungie?” He snapped out of his trance and remembers that Jungkook is currently bench pressing him in the middle of the night.
“Yes, what I’m here.”
“I know, I’m literally holding you. I just wanted to ask if you’re comfortable.” Jungkook said with a grunt as he lifts his body up again.
“I’m okay, I love it here. I mean I’m fine, this is fine. Wow Jungkookie you’re so strong!” He didn’t mean to make his voice sound so much higher but he’s really nervous for some reason.
“I think we should do this more often, so I don’t have to go to the gym all the time.”
“Yes, of course! I would be glad to help you, build those muscles of yours, you know. I love helping out my dongsaengs.” He should really stop speaking at this point.
“Well you know hyung, I was thinki--”
“YAH! What the hell am I seeing right now?” Jin’s voice echoes throughout the empty gym and Jungkook almost dropped Jimin. Luckily, Jimin sensed the imbalance right away and quickly caught himself and stood up properly, he felt dizzy but he didn’t fall over.
“Hyung can you please not startle us like that again? What if i fell and broke Jungkook’s ribcage or something?” Jimin tried scolding his hyung to mask his embarrassment. Of all people, it was him who had to see them like that. Taehyung is the worst case scenario but Jin was second to Tae.
“You weren’t replying to the gc so I decided to check on the both of you. I can’t believe I saw that, I should’ve taken a video!” Jimin thanked the heavens that Jin didn’t because he doesn’t think he will be able to live it down. He felt Jungkook’s presence behind him, heat radiating from his body.
“It’s fine hyung, I’m done working out anyways. We can go back together.” Jimin decided to go ahead and cling to his hyung, leaving Jungkook behind. The younger doesn’t seem to mind because he seems to be watching something on his phone. Jin tried to tease him again about the bench press incident but he made him promise to not tell any of the other members.
Soon enough they reached their floor the same time as Jin received numerous message notifications, Jimin suddenly got reminded of his phone and was about to panic and go back downstairs for it but Jungkook simply handed it to him.
“Ah, what a forgetful hyung. You didn’t even remember that it was with me the whole time.” Jungkook said in a teasing tone. Jimin was about to speak when he heard his hyung suddenly letting out a laugh too loud to be considered appropriate. He got curious and tried to peek at his phone and saw the familiar name of their gc. He decided to open his own phone and figure out what was going on.
“Jiminie, is this the reason why you didn’t want me to tell on you to the other members? You wanted to tell them yourself? You even had video proof, ah kids these days.” Jin was laughing so hard that he was tearing up. Jimin saw the gc exploding with a lot of messages from Hobi and Tae varying from amazement to suggestive remarks. He scrolled up and there it is, a video, apparently sent from his own phone.
He easily recognized the thumbnail of the video as the gym, with him and Jungkook… on the bench press. He quickly played it and it showed a time lapse of their little work out experiment. To say that he was mortified is an understatement, he badly just wants the floor to swallow him up and never let him come back to this world. He can’t believe he didn’t notice that Jungkook propped his phone’s camera conveniently facing them. He was too nervous to notice anything anyways.
He quickly glanced at Jungkook, who was grinning sheepishly at him.
“Well, I needed actual proof that I got to bench press you so? Surprise?” Jin laughed even louder as he sees that Jimin is about to go off on Jungkook.
“You have three seconds to run. 3, 2,” Jungkook ran for his life while laughing like a maniac, Jimin was on after him right away but Jungkook already shut his door when Jimin finally reached the younger’s room. At this point Jin was hysterical, he didn’t care that Jimin was sending him daggers, it’s the best thing he ever witnessed.
“Here’s my room Jiminie, good night. Maybe Jungkook can bench press you again tomorrow so we can see it personally.” He said before his signature laugh gets muffled by his hotel door closing. Jimin wasn’t really angry, he just couldn’t believe that he had to live the rest of his life knowing that his friends just saw him enjoying getting bench pressed by the maknae.
But he can deal with that, at least he can watch that video repeatedly and admire how Jungkook’s muscles flexed as he lifted Jimin up and down. What can he say? He loves one (1) strong man.