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Again.
"What's his problem?" Jin asks Taehyung, who is walking alongside him on their way back to the dorm. Yoongi is walking ahead, flanked by Jimin and Jung Kook.
Taehyung shrugs. "I dunno."
Yoongi hasn't been talking to Jin ever since they got in the car after their Music Bank performance.
"Aish, hyung, don't be so naive," Namjoon says from behind them, emphasizing on the last word.
Seokjin turns around. "What the hell? What is your problem?"
"Hyung, earlier? Music Bank?"
"I'm aware we were there," Seokjin replies dryly. Hoseok laughs.
"At the end? When you were talking to the other guys?"
Seokjin raises his eyebrows. "So?"
"Ah," Taehyung says. "Okay." He smiles at Seokjin. "Hyung, Namjoon hyung's right. Don't be so oblivious."
Seokjin smacks the younger on the arm. "What the fuck do you mean?"
Namjoon sighs. "Who did you talk to?"
"I talked to a lot of people today, Namjoon."
"So you don't remember talking to Ken hyung? Lee Jaehwan, who swooped in to protect you from the rain? With his own jacket? Like a prince saving his princess from getting hurt by rain water?"
"He played an actual prince in a play too," Hoseok adds. "You should know, you watched it."
Namjoon continues, "It was like a fucking scene from a Nicholas Sparks book, Seokjin hyung. And Suga was hyung was just there, five feet away from you guys. Doesn't help that Ken hyung actually looked like a prince earlier, damn."
"Jin hyung," Taehyung says as he puts his arm around the eldest. "Do you remember what happened when you got home from the play and there were previews of you and Ken hyung backstage?"
Jin stops walking. "Oh."
"Oooohhhh," Taehyung, Namjoon, and Hoseok mock Seokjin before walking ahead laughing. Jimin, Jung Kook, and Yoongi hear them and turn around.
Seokjin looks at Yoongi. Again? his eyes say.
Yoongi ignores him and continues walking. Jimin and Jung Kook give the other four shrugs before following their hyung up the stairs of the dorm building.
*****
Earlier that year Seokjin went out for ice cream with Jaehwan. Seokjin came home to a Yoongi who barely acknowledged his presence. He thought Yoongi was just being moody, so he let it go. After a particularly quiet dinner Seokjin announced, "I still have some space for dessert!"
Taehyung raised his hand. "I want ice cream! Strawberry for me!"
"Ice cream with Ken today not enough for you?" Yoongi suddenly said, throwing dagger looks at Jin. Taehyung slowly lowered his hand and the other five members slowly backed off and walked away from the kitchen one by one until the two of them were left.
"Are you kidding me, Min Yoongi? What's wrong with you?" Seokjin snapped as soon as he heard the others lock themselves in Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung's room.
"So you're going to ignore the fact that that boy's in love with you too?"
Seokjin's eyes almost popped out of its sockets. "I'm sorry -- 'too'?"
*****
The two of them are in their dorm room. Seokjin has barricaded the door to prevent Yoongi from getting out so they could talk. Yoongi knows it's useless to try to push Seokjin away, so he proceeds to sit on the edge of his bed, still not talking. Both of them can hear the members watching TV in the living room.
Seokjin walks towards him. "A couple of little birdies told me someone's jealous," he coos as he squats in front of Yoongi.
"Those little birdies are bastards and should know when to shut their damn beaks," he says out loud, looking at the direction of the living room. They hear the others go quiet, and then them increasing the volume of the television. "And I'm not jealous."
"Yoongichi," Seokjin doesn't hesitate to use his favorite nickname for the other, "I don't get to see Minhyuk and the other guys often, I like catching up with them."
Yoongi rolls his eyes. "You damn well know I'm just talking about one goddamn person."
Seokjin smiles. During the start of their relationship he thought Yoongi getting jealous was just plain ridiculous, but he can't help but to find it fun sometimes. "Jaehwan was just being nice, come on." He cups Yoongi's cheek with his hand. "It was raining."
"It was just drizzling, you didn't need covering, god," Yoongi mutters, rolling his eyes as he removed Seokjin's hand from his cheek, but doesn't let go of it. "And I didn't see other people shielding others from the rain."
Seokjin can't help but laugh. And by laugh, it means his signature windshield wiper laugh that fans like compiling videos of. Seokjin falls from his squat onto the floor and tears threaten to escape his eyes.
Yoongi frowns. "What's your damage?"
When Seokjin doesn't stop laughing Yoongi stands up to leave, but the older pushes him back, quickly climbs up to the bed and traps Yoongi between his legs, almost straddling him. Seokjin cups the other's scrunched face in his hands and leaned his forehead on his. "You're so cute when you're jealous," Seokjin says, a little breathless from laughing.
"Yah, I hate you," Yoongi says under his breath.
Seokjin replies to him with a kiss. Yoongi doesn't kiss back at first, wanting to make Seokjin feel guilty, but he was too weak against those luscious lips. Yoongi turns to face Seokjin properly and soon his hands were making their way to the other's broad back, pulling him in closer.
Yoongi doesn't want to stop, but the image of Jaehwan shielding Seokjin from the rain is branded in his head, bothering him. He wanted to be the one to do that, to protect Seokjin from the rain, from everything, even if he has to tiptoe his damn way through it. He breaks the kiss.
"He's still in love with you?" he asks.
Seokjin knows it will be better if he says no, but he knows lying will only bite him in the ass in the future. Jaehwan has made that clear to him, but he made it clearer to Jaehwan that he loves Yoongi. Seokjin nods slowly. Yoongi drops his hands from his back and runs it through his hair out of frustration. Seokjin feels him slowly detaching himself from him and their conversation, so he pulls in Yoongi closer and nuzzles his face on the other's neck. "Yoongi," he whispers. "Come on, please. If I had walked away from him, fans would have noticed. And really, he's just being nice. He knows we're going out."
"That didn't stop him. It won't. He's a lovesick asshole," Yoongi hisses.
Seokjin lets out a muffled chuckle. "Hmm. Are you talking about Jaehwan or yourself?"
Yoongi ignores him. "And it's not just him, you know that. I can literally name three other idols who you have wrapped around your fingers. And those are just the men, Jin."
Seokjin starts leaving a trail of kisses starting from Yoongi's neck to his ears, each one sending a bolt of lightning to Yoongi's chest. "But am I wrapped around theirs?" Seokjin whispers before his lips make their way back on Yoongi's neck.
Yoongi doesn't reply, but he doesn't break away from Seokjin's cuddling either. They stay like that for a while: Seokjin wrapped around Yoongi, Yoongi intently listening to Seokjin's breathing, their fingers intertwined. They both hear the members screaming at the TV in the living room.
"I just-" Yoongi whispers into Seokjin's hair, "I just hate that he can do that to you openly and - and I can't."
Seokjin breaks off from Yoongi and looks at him, his eyebrows furrowed. Even when it's just him and the boys, Yoongi isn't the most comfortable at showing affection. But that's what Seokjin likes - loves - about Yoongi; underneath his quiet ways of caring hides enough love to fill an entire ocean. And Seokjin doesn't mind drowning in it.
"Should that matter to me, when I'm the one wrapped around your finger?" he asks almost sternly, his huge brown eyes piercing into Yoongi's.
Almost a year of dating and Yoongi still breaks into an embarrassed gummy smile whenever Seokjin declares his love for him. It's Yoongi's turn to cup Seokjin's face in his hand. He thumbs his chin and he leans down to give the other a kiss.
"No, I guess not."