Chapter 18

Jimin woke up to the scent of pancakes and flashbacks of the previous night. He slipped on his sweatpants and headed to the small kitchen, where Yoongi was busy cooking.

Feeling the warmth of Yoongi's body as he wrapped his arms around his waist, Jimin murmured, "What are you cooking?"

Yoongi blushed slightly. "Are you blind? It's pancakes."

Jimin chuckled, "Why are you topless in this cold weather? Go put something on, dumbass."

"That wasn't my name last night," Jimin teased, making Yoongi's cheeks redden further.

"H-Hey! Stop it," Yoongi tried to protest, but Jimin lifted him onto the counter.

"Are you sure?" Jimin asked, planting a kiss on Yoongi's neck and lifting his shirt to suck on his nipples.

Jimin pulled Yoongi's legs, spreading them widely. "J-Jimin!" Yoongi gasped.

"Fuck, look at you being so vulnerable to my touch," Jimin said before placing Yoongi's legs on his shoulders, exposing his ass.

Jimin kissed his way down Yoongi's body, leaving a trail of heat and anticipation. When he reached Yoongi's entrance, he paused, looking up at him. "Tell me if you want me to stop," Jimin whispered.

Yoongi shook his head, his eyes pleading. "Don't stop. Please, Jimin."

With a satisfied smirk, Jimin leaned in, his tongue teasing Yoongi's entrance. Yoongi's body tensed and then relaxed as Jimin's tongue began to work its magic.

"Oh my god, Jimin!" Yoongi moaned, his hands gripping the edge of the counter.

Jimin's tongue moved in and out, swirling and exploring, driving Yoongi wild. His moans grew louder, echoing through the kitchen.

"Jimin, please, more," Yoongi begged, his voice breathless.

Jimin obliged, increasing the intensity, his hands holding Yoongi's thighs steady. Yoongi's back arched, his moans turning into desperate cries of pleasure.

"I'm close, Jimin. Please, don't stop," Yoongi gasped.

Jimin continued to devour Yoongi with fervor, his tongue skillfully working at Yoongi's entrance while his fingers spread him further. Yoongi's moans filled the kitchen, louder and more desperate with each passing second.

"Fuck, Jimin, right there!" Yoongi cried out, his body trembling with the pleasure coursing through him.

Jimin added another finger, thrusting them in and out while his tongue circled and pressed against Yoongi's sensitive spot. Yoongi's moans turned into screams of pleasure, his head thrown back, gripping the counter so hard his knuckles turned white.

"Jimin, I'm so close! Don't stop, please!" Yoongi's voice was a desperate plea, his body shaking with need.

Jimin increased his pace, fingers moving faster and deeper, his tongue never relenting. Yoongi's body tensed, and he felt the wave of his orgasm building rapidly. "Jimin, I'm going to-oh god!" Yoongi's voice broke into a scream as he came, his body convulsing with the force of his release.

Jimin continued to lick and finger him through his orgasm, savoring every moment of Yoongi's ecstasy. Yoongi's moans slowly subsided, turning into breathless pants as he came down from his high.

Jimin finally pulled back, looking up at Yoongi with a satisfied grin. "You taste amazing," he said, his voice husky with desire.

Yoongi, still breathless, managed a weak smile. "That... that was incredible."

Just then, the smell of burning pancakes hit them. "Shit," Jimin muttered, jumping up to turn off the stove.

***

"I just realized, we had skipped school, again." Jimin says to Yoongi who was laying on his chest.

"It's fine, it's not like they're gonna teach right away after midterms." Yoongi answered. It was true, in their town, every after exams; teachers will give them three days to test before proceeding to the syllabus.

"Oh yeah, I had just realized that right now. It came off my mind since they told us to report yesterday before going to a 3-day vacation." Jimin says as Yoongi nodded in response.

Suddenly, a voice erupted their moment. "Yoongi-ah!" A heavy knock happened. "Joon told me to inform you about the hang out later. Hey! Why aren't you answering?!" The knock became heavier.

Yoongi widened his eyes and pushed Jimin, gesturing him to hide. Of course the other one was confused. "Why the hell would I do that?" He whispers.

"Yungmin's gonna rip our balls off if he finds out we're fucking, Jimin." Yoongi says, quickly explaining and looking around where to find him.

"I'm not scared of him, he's just Yungmin."

"But I am, Jimin. Just hide!" He whisper-yelled, and looked at the small balcony as he pointed on it. "There, Jimin!"

Jimin got nervous for Yoongi, he quickly went to the balcony as Yoongi continued to fidget nervously. Outside, Taehyung was chilling by his car, his eyes narrowing in confusion when he spotted Jimin on the balcony, looking flustered and obviously out of place.

Jimin saw Taehyung and hurriedly shushed him, raising his hand and gesturing for help. "Taehyung, help me get down!" Jimin whispered urgently.

Taehyung, still puzzled but seeing the seriousness in Jimin’s eyes, walked closer. "What’s going on?" he asked in a low voice.

"Just give me a hand," Jimin said, trying to remain calm. He stepped onto Taehyung's shoulders and then carefully onto his head for support. With a little effort and Taehyung's steadying hands, Jimin managed to climb down from the balcony.

Once on the ground, Jimin stumbled slightly and then stood up straight, taking in his surroundings. Realizing he was topless, he quickly adjusted his sweatpants, his face turning red with embarrassment. He shot a grateful look at Taehyung.

"Thanks, Tae. I owe you one."

Taehyung just nodded, still looking bewildered. "No problem. But seriously, what’s going on?"

"Not now, Taehyung. Gotta go!" Jimin said, turning and hurrying away from the scene.

Meanwhile, Yoongi was frantically trying to get the door open. "Yungmin, just a second!" he called out, trying to sound casual.

The door finally creaked open, and Yungmin, with a look of frustration, barged in. "What the hell, Yoongi? I’ve been knocking for ages. What’s with the secrecy?"

Yoongi, still trying to regain his composure, managed a nervous laugh. "Just… um, had some unexpected headaches."

Yungmin raised an eyebrow but didn't press further. "Whatever. Namjoon wants everyone to meet up later for a hangout. Don't forget."

Yoongi nodded, relieved. "Got it. Thanks for the heads-up, i guess."

As Yungmin left, Yoongi let out a deep sigh and leaned against the door. He couldn’t believe Jimin had just made a dramatic exit like that.

****

As the group gathered at Namjoon's house to finalize their camping plans, the excitement was contagious. Jimin, trying to keep things light despite his earlier awkward encounter with Taehyung, was ready to sort out the logistics of their trip.

“So, what’s this all about?” Jimin asked, glancing around at the group.

Jin, always the idea guy, announced, “How about we go camping in the woods?”

The group groaned in unison. “Camping again?” Jungkook whined.

Jin shot back, “Shut up, kid. You ate all the BBQ I prepared last trip!”

Yungmin, ever enthusiastic, chimed in, “Camping sounds great! It’ll be a perfect way to clear our minds from the exams.”

Jimin sighed. “Easy for you to say, Yungmin, since you’re not the one driving.”

Namjoon nodded, taking charge. “Right, so we need to figure out who’s driving and who’s navigating.”

The discussion turned into a lively debate, with various people throwing their names into the mix. The debate quickly focused on the roles of driving and navigating, leading to a heated discussion.

“Alright, let’s vote,” Namjoon suggested. “Who thinks Jimin should drive?”

Hands shot up around the room. Yoongi, Taehyung, Jin, and even Jungkook eagerly raised their hands.

Jimin looked around, startled. “Wait, all of you want me to drive?”

“Yes!” everyone chorused.

“But what about Hoseok? He’s a good driver too,” Jimin protested.

Hoseok shook his head. “No way, dude. I'm scared of long-rides. We'd be found dead on the street in no time."

"Yeah, true." Yoongi says and bringing his head up. "I'll navigate in the shotgun seat!"

Yungmin, feeling competitive, piped up, “Uh-uh. I should be the one in the shotgun seat. I’ve got a sense of direction.”

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. “A sense of direction? Are you sure?" He says scoffing at the other

Yungmin shot back, “Duh! I’m better at multitasking.”

“I have to agree with Yoongi on this one,” Jin interjected. “Yoongi’s the best at navigating.”

Jimin sighed, throwing up his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, fine. I’ll drive. Yoongi, you can navigate.”

“But I want the shotgun seat!” Yungmin insisted.

Yoongi crossed his arms. “No way. I’m the one who’s going to keep us from ending up in a ditch.”

Yungmin glared at Yoongi. “I’ve been in the shotgun seat before. I’m just as capable.”

Jimin rolled his eyes and laughed. “Alright, how about this: Yoongi, you’re the navigator, and Yungmin, you can be the snack keeper in the back.”

Yungmin grumbled but eventually agreed. “Fine. But only because I want to make sure Yoongi doesn’t screw up the directions.”

Yoongi smirked, feeling the victory in his hands.

****

"Wake up, dickheads," Jimin exclaimed as he got out of the car. The others jolted awake at the sound of his voice. They scanned their surroundings and let out a breath of relief when they realized they had just stopped by a convenience store.

Darkness ruminated in the area, with the streetlights on the road as their only source of light. They all headed into the store to pick out some supplies.

Meanwhile, Jimin was eyeing the junk food aisle, considering his options, when Taehyung sneaked up behind him. "Eyeing the junk food like you want to fuck it, huh?" he teased, making Jimin jump.

"Aish, what are you talking about?" Jimin said, smacking Taehyung playfully. He turned to the refrigerated beverages. "This one looks tasty," he said, pointing at a small beer can decorated with white frosty snowflakes.

Taehyung scoffed. "And it exactly looks like Yoongi." At that, Jimin choked on his own saliva.

"S-Shut it, Tae."

Taehyung just chuckled at Jimin's reaction. He was too obvious! But of course, Taehyung couldn't suspect things without any evidence, without catching them red-handed!

They filled the back of the van with food and got back in.

****

"We're here!" Jimin announced. He nudged Yoongi, who was sleeping soundly. "Wake up, sweetie," he whispered as Yoongi rubbed his eyes and opened them slowly.

Yoongi blinked a few times, adjusting to the light. As he looked out of the window, his breath caught in his throat. The view outside was breathtaking. The campsite was nestled in a valley surrounded by towering pine trees. The early morning sun casts a golden hue over the landscape, illuminating the dew-kissed grass and wildflowers. A crystal-clear lake mirrored the azure sky, with gentle ripples dancing across its surface. The mountains in the distance were capped with snow, their peaks piercing the heavens.

"Wow," Yoongi breathed, his eyes wide with wonder. The picturesque scene felt like something out of a fairy tale.

The rest of the group began to stir, awakened by Yoongi's exclamation. Jin stretched and yawned, peering out the window. "This place is beautiful."

Jungkook rubbed his eyes and looked around, a grin spreading across his face. "This is going to be epic!"

Jin, who heard Jungkook, smacked his back. "I know you'd like it, you ungrateful brat." He says, remembering what Jungkook said about his plans.