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Yoongi is going to kill Park Jimin.
He’s serious this time. The idea has crossed his mind a few times during all these years, but this is definitely the time he goes through with it. They’ve had crazy video ideas and even more dangerous ones than this one, but. But. Yoongi would go skydiving again any time before he’d do this.
“I think it’s great!” Hoseok says, because of course he does. “It’s gonna be fun.”
“Impractical is the word I’d use before fun.” Namjoon chuckles, rubbing his hands together.
“Exactly.” Yoongi nods. “Impractical. And stupid, to be honest.”
“But that’s what makes it fun!” Hoseok chimes in again and Yoongi knows this battle is already lost, you can’t argue with Jimin and Hoseok. It’s impossible to win. Never happened before. “Come on, they’ll love it. It’s gonna be so funny and it’s not like you have to stay. Yoongi-hyung, if you wanna – you can be the first one to back down.”
“I won’t be the first one to back down.’
“Of course he won’t.” Jimin smiles and seriously, sometimes Yoongi wonders if he was a snake in his previous life because those eyes are definitely not human. Half the time Yoongi just expects the long tongue to come poking out of his mouth. “Let’s not plan ahead. Your fans know you guys, they’ll see right through it. I was thinking it would be better to be genuine, who can seriously stay the longest.”
Yoongi is going to kill Park Jimin.
-
Hoseok is smiling at the camera in front of them which is the only thing keeping Yoongi from going insane at the moment. He’s also holding the torture device in his hands, but Yoongi chooses to focus on nice things.
“So, the last person to leave this group of handcuffs, gets 10 000 000₩.” He explains. “I think this is gonna be interesting. Probably not as hard for us as it would be for some people, since we’ve lived together for a long time and we’re pretty close. Namjoon might freak out, but we can always get him drunk and he’ll be like a baby.”
Namjoon scoffs and shakes his head at that comment, looking at the camera. “Handcuffs and drinking in one video. Can you tell we’re running out of ideas?”
“Obviously, whoever wins the money will probably donate it.” Seokjin says. “I mean, I don’t know about these greedy kids, but I personally believe that we should all—“
“Speak for yourself, if I win I’m buying some new friends and leaving the channel.” Yoongi interrupts him, which sends Hoseok into a fit of laughter as he throws his body over Namjoon. It’s not a hard task to accomplish – Hoseok will laugh at anything, but it still makes you feel good if you’re the reason.
“What are you guys most afraid of?” Namjoon asks them.
“I wouldn’t say I’m afraid of anything. It’s gonna be a little inconvenient, but we’ve done worse things.” Yoongi says.
“I’m afraid of Namjoon’s penis.” Seokjin nods, his face sad and frightened.
“Jungkook-ah, cut that part out, please.” Namjoon says to the camera.
“I gotta say tho.” Hoseok raises his index finger. “If all of you make it until tonight, I’m giving up because my skin care routine is too complicated for me to do it with one hand.”
“And you can’t skip it for one night?” Namjoon asks him.
“I could, but I just don’t want to.”
“So you’re telling me you wouldn’t skip one night of rubbing stuff on your face for 10 000 000₩?”
“First of all, it’s not rubbing stuff on my face, second of all, I absolutely wouldn’t, because my face is worth more than that.” Hoseok responds with the biggest smile.
Yoongi claps his hands. “Okay, just to make this a little more interesting because we could just lie down the whole time, we’re gonna have some challenges and whoever wins the challenge gets a chain that’s 2 meters long and that person can be at least a little bit more relaxed.” He explains.
“Okay, so shall we?”
“Yeah, let’s do it.”
They all get their hands in handcuffs, left ones, obviously. There was a suggestion from Jimin to actually use their dominant hands to make it more difficult but Yoongi’s stare was enough to cut that shit out in the beginning.
The handcuffs click and Yoongi takes a deep breath.
-
Their first challenge was to make sandwiches for their staff, which was more difficult than Yoongi imagined it being and he imagined it to be quite difficult. Seokjin gets Jennie, Hoseok gets Taehyung, Namjoon Jungkook and of course Yoongi has to make a sandwich for Jimin.
They’re all sort of circling around each other in the kitchen reminding Yoongi of a dog chasing its own tail.
“I’m contemplating poisoning Park Jimin.” Yoongi confesses to the camera.
Seokjin wins because of course he does but Yoongi isn’t going to complain because that at least means they’re not all breathing in each other’s necks, at least for a little bit.
They take a short break from filming and just sit around as comfortably as they can. Namjoon locks his phone and looks at them.
“Do you think we’ll manage to do this for 24 hours?”
“No.” Yoongi says at the same time that Seokjin says. “Yes.”
“But how are we going to shower?” Namjoon asks.
“I showered this morning so I’m good for tonight if we even make it that far.” Yoongi tells him and leaves his phone as well.
“I’m not showering with this thing on.” Namjoon looks at his wrist.
“Money is more valuable to me than basic human hygiene, so I won’t be showering.” Seokjin proclaims and Hoseok bursts into laughter.
“You know, I’m laughing, but I also believe him.” He says.
“So do I.” Yoongi sighs, looking over at Seokjin trying to translate all of his disgust into his stare.
“Don’t look at me like that Yoongichi.” Seokjin winks at him, tucking Yoongi’s hair behind his ear. “At this rate – Namjoon will give up to shower, Hobi to do his precious skin care routine, which means you either back out or have to put up with my stinky self for the night.”
“You’re not stinky.” Yoongi chuckles. “And I’m not backing out.”
The smell of Seokjin isn’t the thing Yoongi is worried about here. See, there’s this tiny problem he has – has had, since they decided to do this challenge, actually. It’s a small thing, nothing too important, but he’s madly in love with Seokjin. And when it’s every day filming normal videos with him, sure – it’s hard, but Yoongi got used to it. Being changed to Seokjin, who happens to be the most competitive person Yoongi knows? A little bit harder to manage, if he’s being honest.
Now, the logical solution here would be for Yoongi to give up. It would be believable, he likes his personal space and their viewers know that. But with Hoseok and Namjoon already announcing they have stuff to do while they’re alone, it would be no fun.
Yoongi cares about their videos, likes making them interesting, so if a sacrifice is what it takes to get good content, be it. He’s ready for it.
It’s just that, okay? And not his masochistic need to put himself in difficult situations. He probably hates himself on some subconscious level if he’s willing to spend time with Seokjin alone, handcuffed.
But as Jungkook always says – it is what it is. It’s gonna be fine, Yoongi knows. He’s spent years now pining over Seokjin and they’ve done hundreds of videos together, lived together, been in a dangerously close proximity. Yoongi survived all of that, there’s no reason he won’t get through this as well.
-
Their next challenge is playing twister and Yoongi is really over this by now. Playing twister as 4 grown men is hard enough on its own, but when you throw in handcuffs, it becomes nearly impossible. Hoseok is a creature that has no bones, a known fact, which helps them to some extent.
On the other hand there is Yoongi – who has a body of a grandfather and hates these games and Namjoon – the clumsiest adult alive. You know, just for the sake of balance.
Yoongi is gay but there’s time and place and having your best friend’s ass in front of your face, while there’s a camera on you is definitely not right. Namjoon has a nice ass, tho. Yoongi can focus on that and not the fact that Seokjin is literally breathing on his neck right now. He’s been working out – it’s visible. Nice ass. Thick thighs. Very handsome. If Yoongi was in love with Namjoon things would be so much better because he could just tell him right away and Namjoon would let him down easily and they’d talk for a really long time and then Yoongi would be able to move on.
But no. He’s stuck with Seokjin, who is so nice and makes so many jokes with Yoongi that it leaves Yoongi confused and not willing to confess his feelings, just for the sake of being in the torturous loop of giving himself the tiniest bit of hope.
Eventually, they fall down because Seokjin can’t stretch as much as it’s asked of him, so he sort of pulls all of them until they’re lying on the ground and on top of each other. It’s safe to say no one wins that challenge.
“Okay, I’m out.” Namjoon says to the camera.
“Really?” Hoseok asks.
“Yes.” Namjoon nods and keeps talking to the camera as Taehyung comes and starts unlocking his part of the handcuffs. “I need to shower and I’m not doing it with them. I love them but boundaries are important.”
“Amen to that.” Seokjin salutes him and winks as it’s just the three of them that’s left together now.
-
The day goes by slowly. The one thing Yoongi is grateful for is that no one had to poop yet. Eating isn’t as difficult as he expected it to be, honestly. It’s annoying to do everything while dragging two more hands with you but you get used to it.
By the time the night comes, Yoongi gets a little nervous. They’re in Seokjin’s apartment because it was decided by the unfortunate rock-paper-scissors round they’ll sleep here. Hoseok is trying to apply a cream to his face evenly while Yoongi holds the camera.
“So Hobi is trying to get his skin care routine that has like a thousand steps done.” He points the camera to Hoseok. “And Jin-hyung… I think he’s supposed to be helping, but I doubt he’s of much use.”
“Hey, I’m a great helper!” Seokjin protests. “I get him all the stuff he needs.”
“You also poked him in the eye like 3 times now.”
“Everything has its good and bad sides.”
“This is so annoying for some reason.” Hoseok says to the camera with a tired chuckle. Then he licks his bottom lip, looks at the two of them and Yoongi knows he’s done. “I think I could survive Jin-hyung poking me in the eye a couple more times, but I really like sleeping alone. And these two have been roommates in college, plus they’re both night owls so I know for a fact that they won’t shut up tonight. And I need my peaceful sleep, no money is worth that.”
“The man who survived twister is backing down at the prospect of having to share a bed with us.” Yoongi says, smiling when he looks at the camera. “Priorities.”
“This works for me.” Seokjin says as he closes one of Hoseok’s lotions. “Because now I get to smother my Yoongichi in cuddles all night long.”
“You come near me, you’re a dead man.”
-
Seokjin’s mattress is comfortable. Yoongi is focusing on nice things.
His mattress is comfortable and his pillowcases are nice, his sheets smell amazing. He focuses on all the nice things so he doesn’t have to focus on the fact that he’s sharing a bed with Seokjin while they’re handcuffed.
Yoongi is lying on his stomach and Seokjin is on his back when he speaks.
“Yoongi, we have a problem.”
“Bathroom?”
“No.”
“Hungry?”
“No.”
“Then we don’t have a problem.”
A few moments pass in silence.
“What’s the problem, hyung?”
“I’m hard.”
Yoongi’s had a bad case of laughing when he’s shocked or feeling awkward as an initial reaction ever since he was a kid. This situation is no exception. He’s chuckling into the pillow as Seokjin uses his free hand to lightly slap his shoulder.
“Don’t laugh at my misery!”
“I’m sorry, what do you want me to do about it?”
“Nothing! I’m not gonna do anything either! I just thought I should tell you so you don’t feel uncomfortable.”
“How is telling me about your boner supposed to make me feel more comfortable?”
“Well, if you opened your eyes and saw a tent in the covers, it would probably be worse. I don’t want you to think I’m turned on by being handcuffed to you.”
“Now you’re also insulting me, great.”
“Shut up.”
Yoongi calms down and clears his throat. “So what did you think about that got you hard?”
“Nothing! It just happened out of nowhere.”
“Are you 16?”
“Stop judging me, I’m being a good hyung and a good friend here.”
“You’re right. If you want we can break free so you can… take care of yourself?”
“That would be cheating, which is immoral and I don’t do immoral things, Min Yoongi.”
“First of all you’ve cheated in half the challenges we’ve participated in. Second of all, it’s not like anyone would know.”
Seokjin sighs. “It’s fine. I’ll just wait it out. I don’t have it in me right now.”
Yoongi laughs again. “Okay. Think about gross stuff.”
“Such as?”
“I dunno. Bugs. Snakes. Namjoon’s sweaty socks.”
“If you think about it… Namjoon is hot. Sweaty Namjoon. In the gym. Kinda hot.”
“Do you enjoy torturing yourself?”
“A little bit.”
They fall silent after that. Yoongi does everything in his power not to think about the fact that his best friend is lying in the bed next to him, hard. It’s a difficult task, but he manages. For his own safety tho, he doesn’t look down the covers towards the area of Seokjin’s crotch.
They fall asleep pretty quickly. Luckily they don’t have to get up to use the bathroom and Yoongi manages to rest even if it’s uncomfortable.
He wakes up with Seokjin’s arm holding him close to his chest and contemplates changing careers or bursting into flames.
-
The morning brings a hard question: should he shower or not? If he’s being gross – it’s been over 24 hours since his last shower and he did sleep. He wouldn’t say he’s sweaty, but it should still happen.
Ultimately, he decides against it because the mere thought of having Seokjin’s hand drag along everywhere when Yoongi hides behind the shower curtain is enough to give him goosebumps. He chooses his dignity over hygiene.
“Hey, you made it through the night!” Jungkook says in lieu of greeting, pointing the camera towards them.
“We sure did.” Seokjin nods and raises his arm, dragging Yoongi’s along with it in what’s probably supposed to be a victorious gesture.
“You feeling okay?”
“It’s just annoying at this point, but I’m also kinda used to it.” Yoongi says, shrugging.
He decided to store all the memories of Seokjin getting hard last night and Seokjin cuddling him this morning to the back of his brain. He’ll revisit them once his privacy has been returned and he’s not quite literally hanging off of Seokjin. After all these years Yoongi still can’t figure out if their size difference is a blessing or a curse.
“For me it’s not annoying at all.” Seokjin says to the camera and then he turns to Yoongi. “I love Yoongi so much, so being able to be attached to the hip has been an amazing experience.”
Yoongi sees Hoseok clapping his hands as he always does when he’s so excited and laughing. He rolls his eyes and tries to walk, but Seokjin uses their cuffed arms to his advantage and wraps Yoongi up in a hug from behind, his free arm also going around Yoongi’s stomach.
“Hyung, stop it.” Yoongi whines.
“No, I love you so much. My little dumpling. Look at him, he’s adorable. So small. So cute. I’m so proud of you for getting this far, I really didn’t expect it.” Seokjin keeps listing compliments as he squeezes himself around Yoongi like an octopus or a snake weakening its prey before swallowing it down.
“Shut up.”
Everyone is laughing now and Yoongi knows it makes for great entertainment but he also hates it a little bit. Contrary to the popular belief he loves being touched. Loves cuddling, holding hands, all of that. He’s just a bit more shy and awkward – like Namjoon. He’s not very good at asking for it directly so people commonly mistake it for discomfort.
Yoongi loves being touched but he doesn’t love being touched by the man he’s in love with in front of all of their friends and workers and a camera, which means in front of their viewers too.
“My little Yoongichi. So precious. I could spend the rest of my life like this, it doesn’t bother me at all to have you by my side forever.” Seokjin keeps telling him, kissing his shoulders and neck, arms still tightly wrapped around Yoongi’s middle making it impossible to move.
Yoongi knows what he’s doing but he’s also only human and he really can’t take it anymore.
“Alright, I quit, get off, get the cuffs off, I quit, you win.”
Yoongi sees Namjoon widening his eyes and everyone else start ohhhing, looking at them. Seokjin moves his head so he’s able to look at Yoongi’s face. “Wait, really?”
“Really. Get the keys, you get the money, I’m out.”
It’s quiet for a few seconds before Seokjin probably remembers they’re being filmed and starts laughing loudly. “If only I knew it’s this easy, I would have done it a long time ago.”
They uncuff them. Seokjin gets the check. They film the rest of the video. Namjoon shoots a worried glance towards Yoongi. They wrap up for the day and Yoongi goes home, finally.
He gets into his room and sits on the bed. Takes a deep breath and lets the tears out.
-
It’s the next evening that his doorbell rings. He hasn’t talked to the guys since yesterday when they finished filming the video. They all know he likes to cool down and recharge on his own, especially after such an intense challenge for someone who values his space and time as much as Yoongi does.
He opens his front door and it’s Seokjin.
“Can I come in?” he asks.
Yoongi moves out of the way wordlessly and closes the door behind them. Seokjin looks amazing. Grey sweats and a hoodie, hair not styled, getting in his eyes a little. They walk to Yoongi’s living room and Yoongi turns on the lights.
“There’s something I wanted to talk to you about.” Seokjin tells him, sitting on his couch, hands in pockets, looking so effortlessly handsome.
“Why are you so formal?” Yoongi asks, squinting down at him. “You’re never this formal. Did someone die?” he tries to joke, swallowing the lump in his throat.
“No one died.” Seokjin chuckles. “It’s about yesterday.”
This is the side of Seokjin not many people get to see. In front of the camera he’s always cracking jokes and being the most bubbly version of himself. He’s right there with Hoseok while Namjoon and Yoongi are more tame and laid back. That’s their whole thing.
But in reality Seokjin is the most emotionally mature person Yoongi knows. He’s so intelligent and kind, observant in the subtle way, always noticing everything and finding a way to take care of all of them.
It’s the Seokjin Yoongi fell in love with, all those years ago.
“Okay.” Yoongi nods, sitting next to him, body slightly tilted to the side so they can be face to face. “What about yesterday?”
“I wanted to apologize if I made you uncomfortable. I know being… affectionate to that extent on camera isn’t really your thing. I wanted to see if I hurt your feelings in any way.”
Yoongi almost wants to laugh, but he knows that would be mean. He didn’t find Seokjin’s behavior anything other than that – the way Seokjin is with him on camera. They’re all genuine for their fans – it’s how they managed to have so many viewers for such a long time and they know Yoongi is only pretending to hate it. It makes for a good show.
The fact that Seokjin is apologizing makes Yoongi soft, too soft, too vulnerable and open to this man.
“No, I didn’t mind at all. I think it was a great finish to the challenge honestly, I was getting kinda sick of it. I’m sure they’ll love it.”
“Yeah, those were my thoughts exactly. But I just wanted to check if I crossed any boundary. That and well. The boner incident of the night, let’s call it that.”
“Calling it that makes me more upset than you getting hard.” Yoongi tells him.
Seokjin laughs. Takes his hands out of the pockets and swipes his hair backwards, messing it up. Yoongi follows the movements, chewing on his cheek. Hoseok tells him he looks hot in an unassuming way when he does that. He stops.
Seokjin looks at him. “Are you absolutely sure we’re okay?”
“Hyung, of course we’re okay, come on.” Yoongi snorts. He hates when Seokjin is being so lovely because it makes him feel like he could tell him anything and it would be okay. It wouldn’t fuck up things. Yoongi doesn’t like when Seokjin’s doubting himself, ever, so he speaks again. “Seriously, I promise. I like all of those things, you know that.”
“What things?” Seokjin asks and it’s always that half joking half being serious tone that drives Yoongi crazy, makes him think anything is possible.
Tonight he’s feeling brave, so he decides to go for full truth, no bullshit. Also, he knows how easily Seokjin gets flustered when having serious conversations about feelings. They’re not so different.
“When you hug me. And kiss me and all that. You know I like it. I like being with you and listening to your stupid jokes, if it wasn’t evident from the fact that I go fishing with you just because you enjoy it so much, even tho we both suck at it.”
Seokjin blinks at him. “No, I go fishing with you, because you’re the one who likes it.”
“Hyung, I don’t like it. You said after our trip to Australia that you liked it, so I was like alright, sure, I’ll keep you company.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t like it because of all the fish we didn’t catch, I liked it because I was with you.”
Yoongi laughs, suddenly too distracted with the stupid fish related revelation. “So you’re telling me we’ve been going fishing for years just because we both like spending time together but neither of us enjoys the actual fishing?”
“Seems so.”
They start laughing properly now, Seokjin slapping his own thigh. Yoongi feels more relaxed now. No more tension. At ease.
“Namjoon is gonna love this.” Seokjin says.
“Jesus, can we not tell him?”
“We can’t just stop doing something we do religiously without an explanation, he’ll ask questions. He’s a curious man.”
“What if we say we realized it’s bad for the environment? We feel bad for all the fish, that’ll speak to him.” Yoongi suggests, raising his index finger.
“That’s a great idea!”
They watch the video and talk about how well Jungkook edited it, as always. They’d be nowhere without him and they all know this. Seokjin laughs at the part where Yoongi says he wants to poison Jimin and tells him he can maybe slip a little something in his drink next time they’re out.
It’s nice – spending time with Seokjin is always nice. He’s Yoongi’s only hyung in their friend group and Yoongi. Well. He likes being doted on, sure him. It’s good to be the one who’s taken care of. Despite the fact that age doesn’t play that much of a big deal in all their friendships Yoongi can’t deny that he’s ready to buy Taehyung any designer shoes he set his eyes on if he just looks at him and calls him his favourite hyung. You can’t deny Kim Taehyung stuff, it’s the law of the nature.
Seokjin is Yoongi’s hyung and ever since they were roommates in college he’s being looking out for Yoongi, making sure he eats well, doesn’t overwork himself, stop biting his nails.
Yoongi’s train of thoughts is interrupted by Seokjin speaking again. “Hey, can I ask you something?”
“No, you can never ask me anything again.”
They’re watching some random YouTube videos, relaxed on Yoongi’s couch, not even looking at each other. Seokjin is eating ice cream. It’s the most chill atmosphere you can imagine. That’s exactly why Yoongi’s walls are down, his shoulders aren’t stiff with tension the way they were when Seokjin walked into his apartment.
“Are you in love with me?”
Yoongi’s glad he’s not the one eating ice cream right now, because he’d definitely choke. He does blink a few times, eyes still determinately focused on the laptop on his coffee table. He swallows and it shouldn’t be as audible as it is.
“Don’t freak out, please.” Seokjin says and leaves the ice cream, turning to Yoongi. “It’s okay. Whatever the answer is, it’s okay, I promise you. It’s not gonna fuck up things between us, if that’s what you’re thinking.”
Yoongi wants to say something, he’s not sure what yet. Seokjin keeps talking.
“This is a cowardly move, I don’t know why I did it. I wanted to tell you that I’m in love with you. And I think you feel the same. Of course, I could be completely wrong, which is fine, but after yesterday and sleeping with you in the same bed, I just had to say something because this has been eating me for years and I just can’t live in the state of not knowing if anything can ever happen between us, so. Yeah. That was the logic behind that question.”
Yoongi finally turns to look at him. “You’re in love with me?”
Seokjin takes a deep breath and nods. “Yes. Yes, I am. I know you’re not the type to do that, but please don’t feel pressured to say anything but the truth, because seriously, I’ll be fine whatever—“
Yoongi kisses him.
Seokjin makes a surprised sound and it’s the cutest thing in the world. Realizing that there’s probably a better way to respond, Yoongi pulls back and shakes his head. “Sorry, god, I should have asked first. But yes. I’m in love with you. You know this.”
“I very much don’t, I’m here shitting my pants—“
“You asked me!”
“I said I think you are, which is not the same as knowing!”
Yoongi giggles. “Hyung. I am. I feel the same way. I cried yesterday because of how much I liked being with you and having you hold me so close and all of those things and I know they don’t mean the same to you, so I was.” He stops to take a breath. “Yeah. Point is. Yes. I promise.”
“Oh, Yoongi.” Seokjin says, hand coming to hold Yoongi’s cheek.
Yoongi’s whole body shudders and he feels his throat burning. He could cry again just from that, from that simple touch that he thought he’ll never get to experience. Seokjin pulls him in close, closer, until their foreheads are touching and Yoongi finally knows that he can let himself dream of anything.
So maybe he won’t kill Park Jimin. Maybe he’ll buy him some earrings or something. Just maybe.