6

it was a few days later and jimin had finally gotten off of work. he was super tired, dreading walking all the way home. 

he started on the path back to his place, dragging his feet along, as he blasted a depressing breakup song from his earbuds.

he felt a car slowing down beside him and he considered running, until he saw who was behind the wheel.

"get in, loser," hoseok said, jin in the drivers seat beside him.

jimin smiled, quickly hopping in the back of the car.

"why didn't you just ask for a ride? i drive this idiot home like everyday, so it's really not a problem."

"thanks, jin. usually i can drive myself, but my cars in the shop."

"ah, i see. well, are you exited to get home and see your man?"

"hey! he's not my man."

"not yet," he corrected, smirking at jimin through the car mirror.

"but he could still be straight," hoseok said.

"hobi, jealousy is an ugly color on you."

"well brown is an ugly color on you," he said, motioning to the sweater jin had on.

"hey! this is one of my favorite sweaters!" jin said, clearly offended.

"yeah, well maybe it shouldn't b-"

"hobi! you guys need to chill. you're bickering even more than usual."

"sorry," hoseok said.

"sorry," jin said back, pulling into jimin's driveway.

"good. now why don't you guys come in. as long as you don't say or do anything weird in front of joonie."

"yay! i love watching you flirt. it's hilarious," jin said, bouncing in his seat.

hobi and jin excitedly jumped out of the car, following jimin into the house.

"joonie, i'm home! i have some guests, too."

namjoon walked out of the kitchen, smiling.

"hey!"

he walked over and gave jimin a big hug.

jimin took advantage of the situation, inhaling namjoon's scent and enjoying his warmth.

"what are you guys up to?"

"they're gonna leave in a second, just stopping in."

"ah, okay. well, do you guys want some drinks or something?"

"do you have... sprite?" hobi asked, wondering if namjoon had good taste in soda.

"uhm... of course. i'll grab you both one for the road."

hoseok smiled. if the guy jimin liked couldn't be him, at least the guy had good taste in beverages.

namjoon came back a few seconds later with the drinks and the two boys headed off.

"bye, hobi! bye, jin!"

jimin waved at the two of them, then shut the front door, turning back to joon. 

"i like your friends. they're sweet."

"y-yeah. they are."

"so, did you have any plans tonight? i was thinking we could watch another movie. we can also order some chinese food, if you want."

"yeah! sure."

jimin doubted that he would end up cuddling with namjoon again, but he couldn't help fantasizing about it.

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they were a little ways into the movie and namjoon started sprawling his legs out, glancing over at jimin every few minutes. joon finally got the courage to pull him closer and jimin was, once again, cuddled up against joon, feeling cozy as ever. as jimin laid there, he felt the familiar feeling of a hand creeping up his back. namjoon was massaging him, again, and jimin swore he could have lost it right there. he had missed namjoon's touch more than he knew.

-

and that wasn't the last night something like that had gone down. almost every night that week, the two boys ended up cuddled together, watching a movie, while joon would give him the most relaxing back massages he'd ever revived.

and it definitely didn't get old. if jimin couldn't date joon, then what they were doing now was definitely a close second.

"h-hey, joonie?"

"yeah?"

"c-can you go... a little lower. i'm sore."

"yeah, sure."

namjoon took his hand and slid it underneath jimin's shirt. his warm hand brushed up against jimin's cold skin, sending shivers down his spine. he started to rub all around the bottom of his back and hips, soothingly.

jimin shifted slightly, starting to feel a familiar tingle in his lower region. he didn't want it to be noticeable again, so he quickly had to shut it down.

"j-joonie-"

"yeah?"

"can we go to bed? i'm tired."

"yeah, of course. i'll get the tv."

namjoon pulled his hand away and jimin sighed. he was so disappointed at the loss, but he knew it was probably for the best. he couldn't help but wonder, though, if namjoon was enjoying their moments too. if he wanted jimin the way jimin wanted him. it was starting to feel that way, but jimin really couldn't tell.

"was he just being friendly? or was it more than that?"

jimin didn't have a clue, so he decided to just let it play out and hopefully, just hopefully, jimin would one day have namjoon all to himself.