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They were just walking side by side, but one of them had to look sidelong to the room.
There weren’t too few rooms in the company: practice room, studio, toilets, so many doors throughout the corridors. One of them happened to be open.
Jungkook happened to look inside.
It wasn’t a concious act, really. In this sea of rooms and doors, in his distraction while walking somewhere with his hyung, his eyes casually spotted something out of place. Something that would be unnoticeable if seen from another angle, but he just had to look precisely in the moment to see it.
And it did go unperceived by Taehyung, who just kept walking, humming a tune, untroubled. Only after a few steps did he notice the younger had stopped.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, seeing the boy was uneasy.
But it was such a surprise that all his words had been taken away from him. He couldn’t make a sound either, only gesturing for Taehyung to look inside and to remain quiet once he saw it too.
He couldn’t distinguish at first, because all seemed in order. Until the odd number caught his eyes, and his gaze was attracted to something in the far corner of the room, just behind a wooden shelf that gave off the false impression of security.
Except they were not completely hidden by it.
Both boys outside had to stare for a while to make sure it was the two people they knew – yes, there was no mistake it was them. Blond and brunette hair touching and mixing.
Their heads, their bodies, everything was too close from one another. Jimin had his back pressed lightly against the shelf, his arms embraced the other’s waist. As for Yoongi, his head tilted to the side, as his hand ran through the younger’s hair, bringing their faces so close that their foreheads touched. For an instant they pulled away a little, making visible something the boys outside could only classify as Yoongi’s most bright, truthful little smile they had ever seen on his face.
It was only a second before they moved close again.
“WHAT”
Taehyung lets out, covering his mouth right after. Jungkook wouldn’t blame him had they been in another place, because that was precisely what he would have said if he could make himself speak. Though, in this situation, it wasn’t appropriate at all, so he just shoved the older and both started to run, hoping they weren’t seen or heard. Contouring a corner, their legs tangled from the messy running and made them both fall to the ground.
Taehyung weighted on top of Jungkook, rapidly sitting up and staring at the younger.
“You saw that?!”
“Hyung, get off me”
He mumbled an apology and moved from Jungkook, allowing him to sit up.
“What did just happen?” Jungkook asked, knowing Taehyung would be just as confused as himself.
“I don’t know, we were just passing and you pointed something and then Jiminnie and Yoongi were-”
“Hyung! Don’t say it so loud, I don’t think we were supposed to know about this”
“How long do you think they’ve been… I’m not even sure what to call this? Do you think they are dating?”
“No, I think they would have told us… Right?”
“I don’t know… But where did this come from though? It’s kind of sudden right?”
Jungkook took a moment to reply. They both stopped to think: was it sudden?
“Now thinking about it, Jimin hyung usually clings to him”
“He clings to you too Kookie… But Yoongi is nicer then usual to him, don’t you think?”
“He is nicer to the younger members though. What about earlier today? Jimin was helping him to stretch for the dance practice!”
“And Jiminnie was all giggles right? And yesterday they sat next to each other during lunch, and this morning I saw Yoongi looking at him!” Taehyung said, feeling as if they were discovering a new continent, but soon enough completed “…though he probably looked at the others too?”
“But they were so freaking close in that room though?!”
Both boys started talking excitedly, bouncing on their feet but keeping their voices as low as they could. They had moved really close to one another, Taehyung was holding Jungkook’s wrist as the younger had a grip on the other’s shirt. They only realized the closeness when someone stood in front of them, breaking their freak out.
“What are you guys doing on the ground?”
Jimin. Both of them looked at him almost in horror, not knowing what to say, so they both just stared at him wide-eyed.
“Let’s go back to the practice room if you finished eating each other out” They heard Yoongi, who had followed behind Jimin. With the comment, they stood up in the same instant.
“W-w-w-what?”
“It was a joke” Yoongi replied, raising one eyebrow. He and Jimin started towards the practice room, but the maknaes took some moments to follow.
Just before entering, Taehyung pulled the younger to the side of the door, coming closer so his low voice would be heard.
“What do we do now? I’m still freaking out, how do we face Jiminnie?”
“I think we should try to act normal… When they want us to know, they will tell us” He replied, thoughtful “-probably.”
“OK, gotta act normal, act normal act normal” Taehyung kept repeating to himself until they finally entered the practice room. Jungkook wondered if the older could ever act normal, though.
The members were returning to the practice room after the break, and the two younger boys almost flinched when they got inside and saw Jimin and Yoongi standing side by side. Jin, who had been talking to them, seemed to notice their reaction, looking a bit confused as of the reason for it.
Hoseok entered a few moments after them, but frowned when he noticed their leader hadn’t arrived.
“Why isn’t Namjoon back yet?” He asked “I thought he was with you guys?”
“No… I just hope he didn’t break the toilet’s door handle again and got stuck”
And Yoongi knew who was going to fix it if it had really happened again.
“Maybe we should go check on him. Let’s go, hyung, we’ll be right back!”
Hoseok and Yoongi hurried outside, leaving Jungkook and Taehyung slightly uncomfortable with only Jimin and Jin there. They both looked at each other, not sure as of what to do next: Jungkook felt embarrassed, as if he had witnessed something he wasn’t supposed to see. They had just agreed to act as if they saw nothing, and yet it was hard even to look at their friend; he wanted to ask something, but at the same time was afraid to make any questions.
Taehyung’s eyes told him he was the same.
As they broke eye contact, they could see that the oldest member noticed there was something off. Well, besides from staring long at each other, the two of them were not being loud nor were they playing around with Jimin. That really must have made him alarmed.
“Is everything alright?” He asked, finally.
“Sure, everything’s splendid! Right Kookie?”
Jungkook nodded, and Jin gave out an “okay”, though he didn’t seem convinced (And they knew they weren’t being very convincing at the moment). Jimin looked from one side to the other, laughing
“What is it? Why did you ask, hyung?”
But when he looked to the side of the younger ones, none of them could sustain his gaze, looking down.
“Hey, you both! Don’t ignore me”
“We’re not ignoring you, hyung!”
Taehyung turned to Jungkook wide-eyed after hearing the words the younger had said. Too sweet, is what he said through the look, and Jungkook did realize it too. Maybe Jin doesn’t, but he noticed the strange stare between them.
Jimin surely didn’t notice though, because he started giggling and hugging his friend. Jungkook tries to shake him off, but that’s usual and Taehyung sighs in relief.
But then he sees how Jin is looking at him and wonders how long it will be until he presses on the matter.
The awkward situation is relieved when the three members finally return to the room. Namjoon has a distant look, eyes fixed on nothing in particular as he slowly steps in.
“It wasn’t me though, the tap just unattached from the sink and the water wouldn’t stop spilling…”
“And you thought it was a good idea to try to stop it with toilet paper?!” Yoongi said back, incredulous.
“Okay, maybe it wasn’t my best idea but it worked pretty well on my head in the moment.”
“I seriously don’t understand how your mind works.” Yoongi said bitterly and moved away.
Hoseok soon started telling them how Namjoon had broke the sink, and Jimin couldn’t stop laughing. They proceeded to start dance practice again, which went considerably well if Jungkook ignored the eventual glances Jin gave him.
Doing their routine also helped not to think about anything, because Jungkook didn’t think he was ready to do so. Focusing on his movements distracted him from the facts he would rather ignore, but only to some extent. Taehyung seemed to be deep in thought though, because Hoseok called his attention over a few times now.
As much as he wanted to let things be, it didn’t seem right. He also couldn’t think about asking his hyung directly about what was happening. How would Jimin react? Flashes of that room filled his mind: the boys seemed so content, thinking they were hidden in a world of their own.
When it was late at night and they were all too tired, it was finally time to return to the dorm. On their way out, Jungkook saw how Hoseok pulled Taehyung to the side and said something the younger couldn’t grasp, as Taehyung quickly looked at him and back to Hoseok. He assured something to the other and went away, bringing Jungkook along on his way out.
“What did he say?”
“Well, asked if I had anything to say”
“And?”
“I said no, then he said I could tell him if anything happened. A bit weird, do you think he knows about Jimin and Yoongi?”
“Maybe Yoongi told him? But then why didn’t Jimin tell us, too?”
They fell into silence. Maybe Jimin thought they wouldn’t accept it? Or maybe he got shy to say anything, or maybe it was even as new to him as it was to Jungkook.
In any of the scenarios, Jungkook just wanted Jimin to be okay.
In Yoongi’s case, the older would probably act cool about it, try to be discrete even. But then again, he could also get shy and not tell anyone.
The boys shoved away their estate of deep thought and started back to the dorm.
“I don’t think this was a good idea”
That’s what Tae said when they got back to the dorm, but now, hours later, Jungkook was sure this hadn’t been a good idea.
Because it was like seeing a hole right in front of them and falling on it anyway. Great.
When they arrived at the dorm, there was a question blurring their minds, and it was clear they were thinking the same after they suddenly looked at each other and asked.
“But where did this come from?”
Then, instead of going to their room to rest, they sat on the couch ready to search.
They knew fans liked some specific pairings between them, asked them to stand next to someone specific in a picture or just interact with each other. But they never thought about actually searching for one of the pairings on the web.
Jungkook got his phone out and typed ‘suga and jimin bts’ and was actually surprised with the number of results.
“Gross. I don’t think I can do this” He said.
“Oh god. Where do people get this from anyway?”
They were surrounded by pictures in which Jimin and Yoongi sat next to each other, looked at the other or made some kind of physical contact.
“This is bullshit. Is this even something? Like, how can all these people like this couple so intensely if there aren’t even good pictures for it?”
So they just laughed it off. But still, the more they looked at it, the more it looked like something they hadn’t known was actually happening.
“Don’t you think Yoongi is looking at Jimin weird on this one?”
“And those ones here too”
“Look, it even got fanart!”
“Wow, there’s a lot of fanart.” Junngkook said, scrolling through the drawings that came up on the screen. “They are actually… good. I mean, they draw really well”
“Yeah, the art is pretty…”
And that’s how they found out that there were many great artists that dedicated their time into Yoongi’s and Jimin’s imaginary – to some extent – relationship. And even though they started out from pure curiosity, now they were starting to see through some things they might have missed out. It was almost unbelievable how much material about the matter they had found; so much material that the two boys didn’t notice the rays of sunshine that were creeping through the curtains. They fall asleep just as the light reaches their spot on the couch.
-
Namjoon has a hard time falling asleep. Any little noise will make him wake up, and that’s why he was grateful his roommate hadn’t made any noise last night.
But when he woke up (too early for his liking, but he had dreamed of rivers and waterfalls and jumped from bed with an urge to pee), he noticed not only that Jungkook was not there, but also his bed was made, untouched.
Maybe he was already up and had cleared the bed before going out the room.
Very unlikely.
He considered waking the others up and tell them Jungkook had disappeared. Maybe they would think he was still half asleep; Though, with luck, he would find that the younger had crept to Jimin, Taehyung and Hoseok’s.
He hurried out of his room, blood cold, headed to the bathroom because his body still defined his priorities. With a clearer mind, Namjoon entered the room beside his, hoping to find both Jungkook and Taehyung passed out on a bed, or on the floor, or anywhere as long as they were there. And when he found they weren’t, he let himself freak out a little bit more.
“Hey, I think Jungkook and Taehyung disappeared! Shit, what if they were kidnapped or something? What if Seokjin kills me for not taking care of Jungkookie?”
Whatever reply Namjoon had expected, it was definitely not the pillow thrown on his face he got. A courtesy from Hoseok.
“Hyung, its too early for your sleeptalking. Go back to sleep.” Jimin said with a cracking voice.
“I’m serious though!”
He got a groan in reply.
“Fine! Just don’t tell Jin, I’ll figure it out alone if you won’t help me”
He got out of their room stepping hard on his feet. What the hell? Didn’t they care about their bandmates enough to just get the fuck out of bed? Ok, maybe he had sleeptalked on them about plant aliens robbing their dorm, but this was completely different because 1. He wasn’t asleep and 2. This didn’t even sound like complete bullshit.
And Jin would definetly blame Namjoon for Jungkook’s disappearance. Of coure, he was his roommate but what could he have done though? The only solution to not be killed by mama Jin was to find the maknaes before the older woke up.
He stepped in the living room ready to go through Seoul’s streets if he had to.
Luckily he wouldn’t though, because he saw them both sleeping peacefully on the couch as a wave of relief entered Namjoon’s body and made him sigh.
The two missing boys were curled up in the sofa, messily sleeping with their clothes from yesterday. Jungkook was sprawled in one end of the fitment, head supported by the sofa’s arm and one leg fallen out of it, mouth half open. Taehyung lied just beside him, his body partly over the other’s, holding one of Jungkook’s arms between his own.
They looked cute, actually.
With relief, Namjoon was smiling at his phone when he took their picture.
(And he went back to bed ready to pretend he was asleep when he invaded the room next door)