29-All Fun and Games
It really shouldn't have been a surprise that Namjoon and Jin were able to sleep through the morning without a hungry Yoongi at the door, considering how late they'd heard him and Taehyung get back last night. Namjoon doubted they'd see any sign of those two until the afternoon, which meant a lazy morning just kissing in bed before they were finally too hungry to lie there anymore.
It was probably all the alone time they were going to get today, considering what Jimin had talked to them about a couple days ago. "You sure you want this going down in your apartment?" Namjoon chuckled, taking out some alcohol from his fridge to bring with them. "We could convince the others to meet at Jimin and Hoseok's instead."
"It's fine, it's my turn to host," Jin said. "Besides, if I'm cooking dinner first I want to be in my own kitchen."
"They're going to trash the place," Namjoon raised an eyebrow in amusement, looking back at Jin.
"I know, I've accepted that fate," Jin said, moving to help Namjoon with carrying some of the bottles. "I've kind of missed cleaning my place anyway."
"You may regret that tomorrow," Namjoon chuckled, shifting to stand. "I'm surprised Yoongi hasn't bothered knocking on the door yet. Think they're still sleeping?"
"If Yoongi hasn't bothered us by now then it's a safe bet," Jin replied, heading for the door. "Think we should check on them though?"
"Probably, just in case they drank themselves into a coma last night," Namjoon said, following him out into the hallway. "Maybe Tae's put some of those recipes you showed him to good use?"
"Maybe, but I somehow doubt it," Jin said as they headed to his apartment. Getting everything settled into his apartment (Jungkook had gone out with Jimin to get some supplies), Jin crossed the hall, stopping at the door to Taehyung and Yoongi's apartment. He didn't hear anything coming from within, so they were probably still sleeping. Jin didn't even think about knocking, since when did he really need to knock on Yoongi's door? Punching in the door code, he peeked his head inside.
Sure enough, the outline of two figures were visible curled up on the mattress despite the time of day. But they weren't sleeping. It wasn't immediately obvious because of how close they were, but those were Taehyung's fingers tangled loosely in Yoongi's hair as they kissed slowly, legs tangled under the blankets. A soft whimpering noise escaped against Yoongi's mouth, fingers tightening just a little.
It took Jin a moment to really process what he was seeing. Not that he hadn't thought the two would kiss, but.. Okay maybe he really hadn't thought they'd be kissing, and in the same bed? Making a startled squeak, he tried to shut the door but his foot was in the way, slamming it hard against his shoe with a loud bang and promptly falling over as he tripped.
That got Yoongi's attention and he broke away from the kiss to look sleepily towards the door. "... Yah, why are you spying on us?" he called, sitting up a little. "Namjoon out there with you? Bunch of perverts!"
Eyes opening at the loud noise, Taehyung sat up on the mattress and peered around Yoongi to see just what that had been. His purple hair was in disarray from sleep, pajama top wrinkled and slipped down to show his collarbone. "Who was that?" he asked, looking between Yoongi and the door that was still ajar.
Namjoon looked down at Jin by his feet with a thinly veiled look of amusement. "You okay?" He helped Jin back up to his feet. "I guess they're... not sleeping."
"... No, not sleeping," Jin said, grateful for the help up. He could see movement inside, Yoongi rolling off the mattress and heading for the door. Opening it a little more, Yoongi looked between Jin and Namjoon with narrowed eyes, clad in only a pair of boxers.
"Excuse you, haven't you heard of knocking first?" Yoongi sniffed, then shut the door and locked the deadbolt. "Just like a pair of nosy parents!" His voice floated out.
"...At least he was wearing clothes," Namjoon sighed, arm around Jin's waist. "Come on, they'll find their way over when they get hungry." He steered Jin back into the other apartment. "So? What made you fall on your own ass?"
"... They were in bed, kissing... and... not like peck on the cheek kind of kissing," Jin said, trying to will away that image. "... I guess their date went well?"
Namjoon raised an eyebrow at that, closing the door after them. "I guess so. It was only a matter of time, they're dating and they're in the same room all the time. And now Yoongi doesn't have exams to distract him."
"...I guess so," Jin said, his brow furrowing a little. After the conversations he'd had with Taehyung about physical relationships, he was more than a little confused. Yoongi wouldn't have pressured him, too many bad memories for Yoongi to do that. So what had happened? "Well, it's their business, but Yoongi got a taste of his own medicine so.. Maybe it was worth it."
"Somehow I doubt it'll stop him from banging on the door shouting obscenities." Namjoon sat down on the couch, holding his hands out for Jin to join him. "We still have a bit before the others get here."
"I've got to make dinner," Jin said, but immediately took Namjoon's hands and slid into his lap. "And the other three are going to be here any second."
"Then we'll make this quick," Namjoon smiled up at him, tucking a lock of Jin's hair behind one ear. "I just want you to myself for a few more minutes before all hell breaks loose."
"You want me to just call them and cancel?" Jin chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to his boyfriend's lips. "Tell them you want me all to yourself?"
"That would just bring them down here faster to complain." Namjoon returned the soft kiss, fingers trailing against Jin's jaw. "Mmm... and it's been a while since we all hung out. If they get too crazy, we can just go back to my room for the night."
"True," Jin hummed a little. "I guess we all kind of deserve a night of fun, it's been a rough few weeks for everyone."
"Yeah. It would be nice just to play some games and forget all about it for a while." Namjoon kissed Jin again, hands smoothing along his boyfriend's sides.
"It would, it's nice that things seem to have calmed down," Jin said, playing with Namjoon's hair. "I don't think I could have taken much more than that. I don't know if I could have gotten through all this drama without you, we make a pretty good team."
"We do," that earned a soft chuckle. "It's nice to know we've got each other's back no matter what explodes." Namjoon looked up at him with a wry smile. "...Love you, Seokjin."
Jin felt a shiver go up his spine. "You know what that does to me," he groaned, pressing a kiss to Namjoon's lips. "I love you too, Namjoon."
Namjoon kissed him back, hand sliding up to press against Jin's back. "I can't help it, I love your full name," he chuckled.
"You just know how to shut me up," Jin chuckled, kissing him again and again, letting it deepen and threading his fingers through Namjoon's hair.
The sound of multiple hands hitting the door and loud shouting from the other side had Jin groaning for a different reason. "... Guess our alone time is done for a bit," he sighed, sliding off of Namjoon's lap. "Get the door, I'm going to start food."
Namjoon reluctantly stood up when Jin did with a sigh. "We'll pick that up again later?" He walked to the door, opening it.
"Hey!" Hoseok grinned, showing him a basket full of alcohol. "We brought our stash." He scooted around Namjoon to bring it inside, kicking off his shoes. "Eomma, we're hungry! Where's Yoongi? Hasn't crawled out of bed yet?"
"... He and Taehyung slept in," Jin said, fussing around in the kitchen to get food going. "I'm sure they'll be here soon."
"Oh that's right, it was their big date last night," Jimin said, following Hoseok in, Jungkook sliding in behind. "Any idea how it went?"
"No idea, but assuming it went well," Namjoon shrugged, closing the door after them.
"Weren't they going to that club?" Hoseok asked, placing the basket down and dropping down beside the table. "Did they come back totally wasted? They were wasted, weren't they. Yoongi has no alcohol control and Tae just goes along with everything."
"Well they weren't exactly quiet coming home last night," Jin said, shaking his head. "Could hear them coming up the elevator, and Yoongi's only ever that loud if he's drinking."
"Loud how?" Jimin asked, eyes shining. "... You don't think they got down and dirty do you?"
"Those two, rolling in the sheets?" Hoseok grinned. "Well duh, they're roommates and wasted. The only reason why they wouldn't have been fucking like rabbits is if Yoongi fell asleep with his pants around his ankles." Namjoon shook his head with a sigh, going to sit down on the couch.
"We don't know anything, those two have been pretty mum about what's going on so we should respect their privacy," Jin said. He had to admit he was pretty curious, but if Jimin and Hoseok got a hold of them... Jin felt bad for Taehyung if that were to happen. "For once, let's not harass each other?"
Jimin snorted, looking at Hoseok with a wry grin behind Jin's back. "Okay eomma, sure."
"Fine, won't harass the newest couple." Hoseok just grinned back at him before tilting his head back to see Namjoon, drinking from a bottle of water while they waited to eat. "So appa, is eomma good in bed?" Namjoon choked on his mouthful, coughing hoarsely into his sleeve.
"I heard you were literally choking on eomma," Jimin joined in. "Is he a screamer?"
"Would have heard him if he was," Jungkook said quietly. "Thin walls."
Namjoon recovered after a moment, sighing. "Are you three trying to get yourselves kicked out? He doesn't have to feed you, you know."
"But eomma loves us," Hoseok grinned, stretching out on the floor. "If either of you need tips, I'm sure we could provide."
"Oh absolutely," Jimin nodded sagely. "I'm kind of curious about who tops though, I mean.. Jin may be our eomma but he could easily be-"
"I will scald both of you with hot water if you don't shut up!" Jin huffed. "I have not had near enough alcohol to ignore this talk."
"Such an amount exists?" Namjoon said dryly.
There was a knock on the door, and he got up to open it. Taehyung peered in, purple hair damp from the shower, and grinned widely when he saw the others there already. "Jimin, Jungkook!" He kicked off his shoes and glomped them both, Hoseok laughing loudly when all three landed in a pile on the floor.
"Taetae!" Jimin recovered quickly to roll over onto Taehyung and hug him. "I heard you had some fun last night," he teased, tickling at his sides.
"... You're crushing me," Jungkook whined, pushing at the two who were laying on his legs.
Taehyung laughed helplessly, trying to push away Jimin's hands. "We did have fun! We had ice cream and went to Yoongi's favourite club and you should have heard him, he's amazing on stage." He rolled off Jungkook's legs, trying to use the younger man to shield him from Jimin's tickling.
"Oh, is that all you did?" Jimin laughed, Jungkook pushing him off his legs. He lay on the floor, hands spread out to his side.
"Tae, you want to help me with food?" Jin asked, his voice a little high pitched and rattled. He looked up when he heard the door opening again, Yoongi stepping in. "Nice of you to join us."
Taehyung was distracted by Jin's voice, then by Yoongi appearing. "Sure," he grinned widely, climbing up to his feet and stepping around Jimin to where Jin was working. "What can I help with?"
"He finally arrives," Hoseok called when Yoongi stepped in. "Took that much out of ya, huh?"
Yoongi eyed Hoseok as he went to sit down on the couch. "I don't even know what you're talking about and I'm already annoyed."
"He's talking about you and Tae, last night," Jimin said, having found his way to lay across Hoseok. "Eomma said you guys were kinda loud last night."
"We were?" Taehyung blinked, looking up from where he was helping Jin prep vegetables, looking between them and Jin. "Sorry, I guess we drank a little too much."
"So repeat performance tonight?" Hoseok waggled his eyebrows at Yoongi from over Jimin's head.
Yoongi rolled his eyes, flipping Hoseok off. "You people need lives."
"Oh come on, you can't leave us without details," Jimin said. "First times with a boyfriend are the best.... It was the first time right?"
"First of all, he's not my boyfriend," Yoongi said with a groan. "Secondly, shut the fuck up. Not everyone likes to brag about what they get up to, or not get up to."
"Since when are you this stingy," Hoseok snorted. "We've heard enough about your porn habits to last ten lifetimes."
Taehyung looked a little confused, tilting his head. "You don't want to tell them about your performance? It was really cool."
"Performance?" Jin's head snapped up and he looked at Yoongi. "Don't tell me..."
"I got... invited to go up on stage at the club," Yoongi said, ignoring Hoseok and Jimin. "I may have made someone cry. No big deal."
Namjoon raised an eyebrow. "There weren't any fists thrown, were there?" Yoongi didn't have a good track record.
"...No fists," Taehyung agreed amiably. It was true. Yoongi had kneed that one guy, not punched him. "He won hands down, everyone was cheering. It was so intense."
"It was fun, is what it was," Yoongi said. "Next time, you and me Namjoon. No more excuses, we're going."
"Fine, fine." Namjoon shook his head, glancing over at Jin. "You want your battle, you'll get it. As long as it doesn't degenerate into a fight again." Taehyung bounced excitedly at the idea of seeing Yoongi rapping again.
"Well I can't promise anything," Yoongi snorted. "There may be a meat head there who wants my head on a platter."
"When is there not," Namjoon said dryly.
"Yah, we're going too," Hoseok said loudly. "No way you two are getting into a fight and we're missing out on it."
"Hey, he started it, not me," Yoongi said in self defense. "Are we drinking or what?"
"Food hasn't been made yet, you can wait," Jin said, busy over the pan.
Jimin had been busy on his phone, and he shot up to his feet. "Found it! Someone posted a video of your performance Suga hyung," he said, crawling onto the couch so he could show Namjoon.
"Ah?" Taehyung looked up, knife pausing and expression brightening. "Can I see?"
"You already saw him live," Hoseok snorted, scooting over so he could see behind Jimin.
"...But I want to see it again." Taehyung's lips formed a pout.
"Finish helping first before you go fan boy," Jin said, shaking a spatula at Taehyung.
"Wow hyung..." Jimin watched the tiny screen with wide eyes. "You really went in on this guy. What'd he do to piss you off?"
"He breathed," Yoongi shrugged. "He tried to say he kicked my ass last time we battled, had to show him how wrong he was. And... he insulted Tae."
Namjoon didn't really say anything, but the smirk on his lips as he watched spoke for him. "And that was his downfall?" Hoseok snorted, watching the screen with a grin. "Damn, he must have slunk out of that place with his tail between his legs after you ripped off his arm and beat him with it."
"Pretty much," Yoongi said, watching Taehyung from his seat on the couch. "I doubt he's gonna try that shit on me again."
"Suga hyung is scary," Jimin said, looking up at Yoongi. "Good thing you love us huh? I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of something like that."
Hoseok laughed at that, leaning in closer to watch the rest of the video. "You got right up in his face, go Yoongi."
As if sensing the eyes on him, Taehyung looked up and met Yoongi's gaze, a wide smile appearing on his face. Then he yelped when he missed with the knife, popping his thumb into his mouth. "...Ow."
"You okay?" Jin was at his side in a second, grabbing a paper towel. "Did you cut yourself? Let me see."
"First casualty of the night," Yoongi said, getting up and heading right for Taehyung. "I got it Jin, keep cooking. I'm hungry."
"Alright," Jin said, handing over the towel to Yoongi who turned Taehyung toward him.
"You trying to pull a Namjoon on us?" Yoongi teased, wrapping Taehyung's finger up in the towel.
Taehyung pouted sadly at him, letting Yoongi tend to his injury. "Not on purpose. I was trying to help with dinner."
"And that's why we all stay out of the kitchen," Hoseok said, taking Yoongi's spot on the couch and linking his hands behind his head. "Safer that way. Are you gonna kiss it better, Yoongi?"
"Hoseok, I'm going to murder you," Yoongi said, not looking up. "Doesn't look too deep, we can just put a bandage on it, I don't think it needs stitches."
"They're so cute," Jimin cooed from Jungkook's lap, the youngest leaning up against the couch in front of Hoseok. Jimin twisted around to look at Hoseok. "What do you think, power bottom Yoongi?"
Hoseok gave Taehyung and Yoongi a critical look. "I can see it," he agreed after a moment. "Hyung's gotta look after his dongsaeng, after all."
Taehyung smiled up gratefully at Yoongi. "Thanks, hyung." He didn't seem to have a single clue what the others were saying, from the confused look he sent their way. "I'm not sure what they're talking about."
"Ignore them, they're just trying to piss me off," Yoongi said, glaring at the two out of the corner of his eye. "Come on, let's go get a band aid," he took Taehyung by the shoulders to lead him out of the room. He knew he had band aids in their apartment, and really just wanted to get Taehyung out of there for a few minutes in case he really did kill Hoseok.
Taehyung was happy to follow Yoongi out, even if his thumb was throbbing painfully from under the towel. "Sorry, I should have been paying more attention," he said when they were in their room. "Do you think eomma will let me keep helping when we get back?"
"Jin will probably be done by the time we get back," Yoongi said as he opened the door to their room, abandoning Taehyung for a just a minute to find the box of bandages. "Run that under some water."
Nodding, Taehyung did as he was told, wincing as he watched the red blood run down the sink. "...Hyung," he looked up over his shoulder at Yoongi, blinking at him with wide eyes. "Are we not boyfriends?"
"Huh?" Yoongi was fussing with trying to get the paper off the bandage as he looked up at Taehyung. "... Well, we hadn't really talked about it."
"Oh. We didn't?" Taehyung was confused. "I thought since we were dating... do you... not want to be boyfriends?"
"Stop the bleeding first, then have deep discussions," Yoongi sighed, getting the bandage unwrapped. It took a moment, Yoongi frowning at the cut as he rolled the bandage over it and tapped down the sticky sides. "Alright, come on, let's sit and talk."
He pulled Taehyung over to the futon to sit, keeping Taehyung's hand in his own. "I don't know what the rules are Tae, about dating or boyfriend... so I wasn't going to presume anything unless we talked about it."
Taehyung's fingers curled around Yoongi's in return, head tilting as he searched Yoongi's eyes. "Okay," he agreed amiably. "Sounds fair. Is it alright if I call you my boyfriend, then?"
"I'm still not sure I'm boyfriend material," Yoongi said, laughing a little. "I'm still kind of an ass, and I don't know what I'm doing."
"I don't think anyone knows what they're doing," Taehyung said, chewing on his lip. "I know I don't. What is 'boyfriend material' even supposed to mean? You're Yoongi hyung, and that's who I want to point out in a crowd and say 'that's my boyfriend'."
"Even when I'm getting into fist fights with people?" Yoongi said, looking at him intently. "I'm kind of a mess Tae, not gonna lie. Most people don't put up with me very long."
"I'm not saying I'm going to agree with you on everything you do," Taehyung said. "And you shouldn't agree with everything I do. But... I'm not putting up with you. Hyung. I want to be with you. I really do. "
Yoongi smiled genuinely at that, leaning in to brush his lips over Taehyung's lightly. "Okay... I want to be with you too. But don't go all sappy on me and post pictures of with cute little heart stickers or anything, alright?"
"I'll get your approval before posting anything," Taehyung grinned widely. He leaned forward to return the kiss more firmly, head tilted a little for a better angle, before breaking away and standing up.
By the time they returned to the other room, Jin was putting a pot of something that smelled delicious on the table, the others crowding around.
"Jimin, Hoseok," Jin said in a warning tone. "There something you want to say?"
Jimin flinched, rubbing at a red spot on his forehead. "Sorry Yoongi hyung, sorry Taetae. I won't be so vulgar about what you two get up to anymore."
"We're sorry," Hoseok pouted, trying to cover a similar red mark with his hair.
Taehyung chuckled, sitting himself down on Jungkook's free side. "Apology accepted?" He smiled widely up at Jin. "Looks good, eomma."
"Thank you Tae, and thank you for the help," Jin said. There weren't enough for chairs for everyone at the table, Jin taking that opportunity to sit in Namjoon's lap while Jimin was happily in Hoseok's lap. "So, what has everyone been up to? We haven't gotten together all of us since before midterms."
"That's because you've been to busy choking Namjoon with your-" Yoongi didn't get to finish that, yelping as Jin leaned over and flicked him hard in the ear. "Ow!"
"And you still claim they're worse when I'm not here?" Jin huffed at Namjoon.
"They are much worse," Namjoon said firmly, one hand settled on Jin's waist to keep him steady as he reached around his boyfriend for some food. "Which is why nothing they say around you phases me anymore."
"Says the guy who choked on water," Hoseok grinned, chopsticks in hand and trying to pick up a piece of pancake. His hand trembled, the shaking making him drop the piece twice before he gave up and put the chopsticks back down before any of the others could notice. "So what are we doing for games tonight? Everyone's paired up, maybe couples challenges?"
"But that would leave you out," Jimin said, picking up the dropped pancake with his chopsticks and holding it up to Hoseok's lips, smiling at him.
"He's got his right hand," Yoongi said simply. "Works well enough most of the time right?"
Hoseok's smile returned as he opened his mouth to accept the pancake. Once he'd finished chewing and swallowing, he raised an eyebrow at Yoongi. "So if I add my left hand too is that now a threesome?" He leaned back to see around Yoongi. "What do you think Tae?"
"Hm?" Taehyung looked up, busy chewing and clearly with no idea what they were talking about. "Uh, sure?"
"Anyway," Jin rolled his eyes. "You know that we can't do couple games, Jungkook and Jimin will win every time."
"That's if we actually stick the couples together," Hoseok said simply, resting his chin against Jimin's shoulder.
"...Whatever you're thinking, no," Namjoon said flatly. Hoseok pouted at him.
"Oh but that would be fun!" Jimin said, sitting up a little. "Can I call Namjoon hyung?"
"Since when are you interested in Namjoon?" Yoongi made a face at Jimin.
"Because I've never done anything with him before?" Jimin shrugged. "And by the look on eomma's face, he'd be squirming the entire time."
"That's why we should pair eomma up with Yoongi," Hoseok said, grinning from ear to ear. "They'll be too busy bickering to care. And that leaves Jungkook with Tae."
"For what?" Taehyung asked, swallowing his mouthful. "Like tag-team games?"
Jimin's eyes lit up and he whispered something into Hoseok's ear, a big grin on his face.
"Well that can't be a good sign," Jin frowned a little, casting a nervous glance towards Namjoon.
Hoseok's grin widened, and he nodded excitedly. "That's perfect. But we'll play that later. Let's open some drinks first," he poked Jimin to get off his lap so he could get the drinks. "We need shots to start the night."
"... I'm going to need to be really drunk for tonight, aren't I," Jin sighed, finishing up his food. "No drinks until dishes are done Hoseok! You, and you," he pointed at Hoseok and Jimin. "Are on dish duty."
"Eomma," Jimin pouted up at him. "We said we were sorry."
"This is a preemptive punishment as I'm pretty sure I'm going to be so mad at the both of you later," Jin said. "Now, dishes."
Hoseok pouted at Jin too. "Fine, fine." He reached out and snuck another piece of pancake before shifting Jimin out of his lap to stand, gathering up dishes.
"What do you think they're planning?" Taehyung asked Yoongi, finishing off his plate quickly before it was taken away.
"I have no idea, but I think whatever it is, is not going to be good for us," Yoongi said, watching Jimin and Hoseok begin to collect the dishes.
"Tae, I think we left some drinks at Namjoon's," Jin said, smiling warmly at the younger. "You want to help me bring them here?"
"Ah, sure," Taehyung nodded quickly, popping one last bite of radish into his mouth before getting to his feet. Namjoon raised an eyebrow at Jin but didn't say anything as Taehyung skirted around the table to get to the door.
Jin didn't say anything until they were in Namjoon's apartment, closing the door behind him. "Okay, I lied, we didn't leave anything," he said, motioning for Taehyung to take a seat at the table. "I just wanted to talk to you for a second."
"Me? Okay," Taehyung looked confused as he dropped down next to Jin on the floor. "What is it, eomma?"
Sighing softly, Jin leaned a little over the table. "I'm just curious... about what happened last night. I know you both were drinking, and drinking can lead to bad decisions, and I guess I'm asking if any bad decisions were made last night."
Taehyung looked a little confused. "Well, I probably should have tried harder to stop him from getting on stage like you said. But it worked out fine, and he had a lot of fun up there. I've never seen him that excited about something before, so it was worth it."
"That's not... really what I was referring to," Jin said. "I'm talking about when you two came back home. Tae... did you sleep with him?"
"...No?" Taehyung leaned back. "We kissed a bit, then fell asleep. Why?"
Jin let out a breath of relief. "Okay... just... what I walked in on this morning and Yoongi not wearing much of anything I just... I was worried that he would have pushed, because Yoongi gets... a certain way when he's drunk. I didn't think he would but I had to make sure he didn't do anything stupid."
"Hyung always sleeps like that," Taehyung said. "We always sleep on the same bed too, it's nice. Nothing like that happened. He's... he understands that I don't want anything like that."
"I know, and I know he wouldn't do anything," Jin said, reaching over to squeeze Taehyung's hand. "I'm sorry for thinking otherwise, I just wanted to make sure you were okay, and if something were to happen, that you would be comfortable enough to talk to me about it."
Taehyung smiled at that, nodding. "Of course I would. Thanks, eomma." He leaned into the touch a little. "It's... nice having someone who worries about me. I really appreciate it. I've been missing home lately, but you being around has helped a lot."
"You picked the right building to try and live in, because you will always have people that care about you here," Jin said. "And if you're feeling a little homesick, maybe I can try making you some Daegu dishes, hm?"
The younger man perked up at that, grinning. "I'd really like that. I can ask my mom for some recipes?" He squeezed Jin's hand lightly. "And I'll try not to stab myself with the knife next time. I got distracted."
"It happens, can't say I haven't been distracted when Namjoon's walked in the door a few times myself," Jin laughed. "And I'd be honored to try your mother's recipes, I hope I would do them justice."
Taehyung smiled up at him, before standing. "I guess we should go back? Though I'm a little nervous what they have planned," he chuckled sheepishly.
"You and me both, but you at least have an advantage I don't," Jin said, standing as well. "You don't understand half of what they're saying, I wish I was still that innocent."
"Should I just assume anything they say tonight has some dirty meaning?" Taehyung asked, linking arms with Jin.
"That would be a safe assumption yes," Jin said, leading him back to the other apartment. "So for your own sanity, try not to get too curious about what something means? If Jimin and Hoseok are laughing, it's probably gross. I'm learning those two are far worse than I had thought."
"As long as they're having fun," Taehyung said, smiling up at him as they walked. "That's what's most important, right?" They stopped at Jin's door, Taehyung pulling it open.
"Get back to me on that when you start picking up on the things they're saying about you," Jin said quietly, letting Taehyung go in first. The dishes had been finished, and the mountain of bottles on the table indicated they were ready to begin.
"Shots first," Jimin said, lining up the shot glasses on the table. "Then we start the games?"
Taehyung dropped back down beside Yoongi, looking curiously at what was going on. It was then he noticed they were one person short. "Where's Jungkook?" he asked, leaning a little into Yoongi's side.
"Downstairs, he'll be back soon," Hoseok said vaguely, grinning like the cat who'd caught the canary. "So cause I'm not missing out on this, there has to be one team of three. Team reps, rock paper scissors! The winner gets a threesome with me."
"Shouldn't it be the loser," Namjoon said dryly, not making any effort to move. Taehyung blinked and shrugged, scooting forward and holding one fist out.
"I hope I win," Jimin slid in next to Taehyung, eyes shining as he held out his fist.
"I don't think Namjoon does," Yoongi snorted, leaning his fist in as well.
The first two rounds were duds, no one getting beat out. Jimin pouted when he picked scissors and Taehyung and Yoongi were rock. He pouted at Hoseok a little but scooted out of the way for Yoongi and Taehyung to finish.
"Oh my god this is so much better!" Jimin cackled when Yoongi won the final toss. "It's a dream come true Suga hyung!"
"Shut it," Yoongi growled at him. "Pretty sure it's a nightmare for Jin."
"That is true..." Jimin hummed, looking to Hoseok. "What do you think should we let Jin slide, and Yoongi just has two partners instead of it being a threesome?"
Hoseok pursed his lips as if thinking really hard, but there was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he glanced between Jin and Yoongi. "Well, I don't want to piss off the chef," he said reasonably. "Or his bodyguard husband," he added with a look towards an unimpressed Namjoon. "Hey Tae, you're cool with Yoongi having two partners, yeah?"
Taehyung still had no idea what the game was, and sensed he was probably going to regret this regardless of his answer. "I... guess?"
"Great!" Hoseok dropped down on Yoongi's other side, slinging his arm around the older man's shoulders. "Hey partner."
"What horrible thing did I do in a past life to deserve this," Yoongi groaned. "Should have said no Tae, you don't know what you just did to me."
"Oh relax, it's just a game!" Jimin laughed, perking up when Jungkook came back in the room. He looked mortified, carrying two large fuzzy dice in his hands. He set them on the table and immediately retreated to Jimin's side.
"What are those?" Jin blinked, leaning over to inspect them. "...Lips, ear... foot?" he read the faces on the die he could see and turned it around to see another side. "Nipp-" he shrieked and knocked the die off the table. "What are these?"
"They're sexy dice," Jimin wiggled his eyebrows. Collecting the thrown dice, he set them on the table. "See, one has a body part, and the other has an action. You roll them to see what you have to do to your partner."
"What are the actions?" Taehyung blinked, reaching out to the other die but Hoseok snatched it before he could.
"You'll see when we start," Hoseok grinned, tossing the die up in the air and catching it. "They're not all dirty. But if you can't do whatever the dice say, you have to take a shot."
"...I have a feeling some of us are going to be considerably more wasted than others," Namjoon sighed, taking Jin's hand and squeezing it.
"Okay, everyone sit with your partners!" Hoseok shouted, waving his hands at each of them. Taehyung pouted, scooting over to Jungkook's side.
Jimin clambered up onto the couch, giving Namjoon a shy smile as he plopped himself down onto the other's lap. "I have a feeling I'm going to be pretty sober," he said, winking at Namjoon.
"Should we have a rule about shots?" Hoseok asked, looking over at Jimin. "Like max 2 shots per person. Otherwise Namjoon is gonna take the shot each time regardless and then we're going to have to drag him out of here when he passes out."
"Two shots isn't going to get anyone here drunk," Jimin snorted. "Except maybe Tae. Three shots per person. I'm sure by the time that third drink hits people won't be caring whose nipple they're sucking on."
"Oh god, I need a drink," Jin whined, reaching for a bottle on the table.
"Who starts?" Namjoon asked, rubbing his temple and leaning to the side to see around Jimin in his lap. "Might as well get it over with."
"That's the spirit," Hoseok snorted. "I vote for our two youngest!"
Taehyung blinked, glancing at Jungkook beside him. "Shouldn't it be spin the bottle or something? To make it fair?" He already knew some of them were just going to keep picking on each other if they picked manually.
"You two start and then we'll just go around in a circle," Jimin said. "It's more fair so everyone has a turn that way."
"So, I guess, I start?" Jungkook said, eyeing the dice that were in front of him. He was the closest to them. "You roll the body die first," he said, a little uncomfortably, shooting a look towards Jimin, "and then the action." He did so, cringing when neck came up, but let out a sigh of relief when the action was finger. "And then you do the action." He lifted his hand and poked Taehyung in the neck.
"Oh? That wasn't too bad," Taehyung blinked, rubbing where Jungkook had poked him. He grinned, picking up the two dice. "Okay, my turn."
"You're going to jinx it," Namjoon shook his head as Taehyung rolled the body die first. He got 'foot'. Confused, Taehyung rolled the second die and Hoseok cracked up laughing when it stopped on 'bite'.
"That's not... too bad?" Taehyung blinked. "As long as Jungkook's feet don't smell, I guess. Socks on or off?"
"Off," Jimin said, snickering a little. "Kookie has nice feet, they don't smell. But I guess this means Taehyung doesn't have a foot fetish, too bad for Suga hyung."
"Ew," Yoongi made a face at Jimin. "The only one here who has a foot fetish is you, and maybe Namjoon who writes songs about shoes."
"I don't know if Jimin counts," Hoseok said over Namjoon's protests. "Since he technically has a whole body fetish."
Taehyung scooted back a little so Jungkook could take one sock off. "Please don't kick me," he laughed, bending down to lightly bite Jungkook's big toe.
"He's holding his breath," Hoseok snorted.
"I would too if I was him," Yoongi said. Jungkook didn't seem to mind his toe being bitten, shrugging a little when Taehyung was done. "Yah, wash your mouth out, he's a dancer, dancers have some gross ass feet."
Taehyung obediently picked up one of the bottles to drink as he sat up. Taking a sip, he smiled widely at Jungkook before looking at his other side where the group of three were. "Yoongi hyung, I guess you're next?"
"Guess so," he said, reaching for the dice. "Namjoon, please don't kill me," he said, rolling the body dice and flinching when it came up nipple. Pretty sure Namjoon was going to kill him if the action die was bad. Jin was already looking absolutely petrified.
"Oh god, no, can I veto?" Jin complained, watching in horror as the action die rolled to a stop on 'lick'.
"You can't veto, but Suga hyung can drink," Jimin cackled, clapping happily as his whole body moved with the laugh.
"Pretty sure if I want to keep living, I'm taking a drink," Yoongi said, snapping his fingers at Hoseok. "Pour me a shot, dipshit."
"Wise decision," Namjoon rubbed his face with one hand, watching as Hoseok grabbed the soju bottle and a shot glass.
"And we have our first veto," Hoseok laughed, trying to pour straight despite the tremor in his hand. Once he had a full shot glass, he held it out to Yoongi. "Drink up!"
Jin sighed in relief, looking imploringly at Namjoon. Why couldn't they have done this with their own boyfriends? This was nerve wracking. He watched Yoongi down his shot and then turned to Hoseok.
"Alright, your turn dipshit," Yoongi said, leaning back on his hands.
Namjoon just gave Jin a tight smile before looking back at the others. "Maybe we can switch partners after a couple rounds," he suggested.
"You just want to pair up with eomma," Hoseok laughed, tossing the body die and the action die right after without even waiting for the first to land. Then he whooped when they stopped on 'neck' and 'lick'. "You ready for this, grumpy?"
Taehyung blinked, peering around Jungkook's shoulder to see the two dice; he was too far away. "What did they land on?"
"Hobi hyung gets to lick Suga hyung's neck!" Jimin nearly screamed, tossing his head back and wiggling around on Namjoon's lap. "Oh my god, I need my phone."
"No videos!" Yoongi pointed at Jimin. "Absolutely no videos, no pictures!" He scowled at Hoseok, but tilted his head a little, baring his neck. "Get on with it then."
"Not sure if I can watch this," Namjoon said, trying to subtly hold Jimin still.
"Don't worry, I'll treat you well~" Hoseok was still laughing hysterically, managing to contain himself enough to scoot closer to Yoongi and lean in, tracing a teasing line up the side of Yoongi's neck.
Yoongi couldn't help the little shiver at that, because dammit if that wasn't a sensitive spot. This caused Jimin to laugh even more, nearly rolling right off Namjoon's lap. "Okay, that's enough," Yoongi pushed Hoseok's face away, wrinkling his nose at the younger.
Hoseok immediately burst out laughing again, flopping down on his back. "That reaction though!" He giggled, sprawled out on the floor. "Your turn again, grumpy."
Taehyung chewed on his lower lip, not really sure of how this game was going. But he didn't say anything, just watching from around Jungkook's shoulder and leaning into the younger.
"I don't understand how I got the short end of this stick," Yoongi grumbled, picking up the dice and rolling.
"Well Suga hyung, besides myself, you're the only one who can do things like this without blinking," Jimin said. "You practically majored in it."
Yoongi scowled, not only at Jimin, but at the very not good dice roll. He only had two shots left, and this wasn't that bad.
"Well, at least you get to retaliate?" Jin said, looking at the dice uncomfortably. Though, he really wouldn't want to be biting Hoseok's neck either.
Hoseok had to sit up so he could see what was on the dice, and immediately snickered. "Yoongi got the vampire roll." He rolled his head to the side so that Yoongi had more room. "Come on, unless you're chickening out with this one too."
"Next time Jimin gets to play the switch," Yoongi grumbled, scooting a little closer. He had to put his hands on Hoseok's shoulder to steady himself before leaning down to press his teeth into Hoseok's skin just above the bend of his shoulder. Maybe he bit down a little harder than he should have, but he wasn't going to break skin and really he kind of wanted it to hurt too.
"Ow," Hoseok winced, shoving at Yoongi's shoulder when he was done. "Now I'm glad that wasn't my nipple. And I feel really bad for poor Taehyung, those teeth."
"Like I would hurt him," Yoongi rolled his eyes, leaning back on his hands.
"Unless Taetae likes it," Jimin said. "Okay, it's eomma's turn in case he thought he was going to get skipped cause Yoongi can't follow directions."
Jin scowled, hoping no one had caught onto that. "I'd rather just take the shot," he complained, pulling the dice closer and rolling. His eyes widened and he made a whimpering sound in the back of his throat as he looked up at Namjoon in a panic. Jimin finally fell off of Namjoon's lap he was laughing so hard.
"... I'm not taking his shot for him," Yoongi said, eyeing the dice. The odds of the dice landing on nipple for both Yoongi and Jin's rolls had to be an error. Did the universe really want for Namjoon to kill Yoongi? Cause that's what was going to happen if Jin had to suck on Yoongi's nipple.
Hoseok immediately cracked up laughing, clapping his hands as he fell onto his back. "Oh god, that's the best possible roll," he cackled, unable to sit up he was laughing so hard.
Taehyung was trying his best not to let the infectious laughter get to him, because if he started laughing along with them Jin wouldn't teach him any more recipes for a month. But he still had to cover his mouth with one hand to hide his efforts. Namjoon rubbed the back of his head, not really saying anything, but it was clear from his expression he was regretting being dragged into this game.
"No, wait, you can't both veto in the same round," Hoseok laughed, holding up a hand in protest. "That's just not being a good sport!"
Jin took a deep breath. He could do this, it was just a stupid game. It didn't mean anything. "Okay, I'll do it," he said turning to Yoongi and pushing him down on the ground.
"Wait, wait, Jin," Yoongi looked up at him with wide eyes, twisting his head to look at Namjoon. "This doesn't mean anything Namjoon, I swear, I won't like it at all!" He shrieked, Jin pushing up his shirt up to his arm pits.
Well, he'd come this far. Jin stared down at Yoongi's bare chest. It wasn't the first time he'd seen it, hell not even the first time today even, but the idea of getting his mouth anywhere near him made him reconsider. He glanced up at the others briefly, seeing the range of expressions on their face; from Jimin's shining anime eyes to Namjoon's look of discontent... all the way to Yoongi's scared rabbit look.
It was just a nipple. Just a bit of skin that didn't really mean anything. Steeling himself up, he dropped down to wrap his lips around Yoongi's and give one quick suck before falling back, wiping at his mouth.
"Oh my god," Jimin whispered, in absolute awe at what he'd just witnessed. "Jin did it, I can't believe he did it. Good job Namjoon, you've brought Jin out of the land of the sexually repressed," he held his hand up to Namjoon for a high five.
"..." Namjoon rubbed his temple with a sigh before reaching out to flick Jimin's nose instead. "Never taking your ideas for a game again."
Hoseok whistled and clapped, grinning widely from ear to ear. "Alright eomma! Way to set the bar! No one has any excuse to drink now, our most squeamish player just did what's probably the most sexual thing on these dice. If anyone vetos for anything short of a blowjob they will have to answer to Jin!"
"..." Taehyung quickly reached out to pick up the dice. "That isn't on here, right?"
"No, that's on the other set of dice," Jungkook said quietly to Taehyung. "I told him it wasn't a good idea to use those, he thought it would be funny to scare Jin."
"I feel used," Yoongi said, still on his back, shirt hiked up and staring up at the ceiling. "But Namjoon, he's got some lips on him," he said, giving Namjoon a thumbs up.
"Not something you say about someone else's boyfriend. Put your shirt back down Yoongi, no one wants to see your lack of abs." Namjoon shook his head, motioning for Jin to come over.
Jin didn't hesitate, climbing up onto the couch and leaning up against Namjoon, hiding his face in his boyfriend's shoulder.
"Hey, a compliment is a compliment," Yoongi shrugged, sitting up and pushing his shirt back down. "It's your turn by the way, Namjoon, or should I say... Joonie."
"I know, one minute." Namjoon wrinkled his nose, wrapping his arm around Jin and leaning over to press a kiss to the older man's forehead. "You okay?" he murmured into Jin's hair.
"Fine, just embarrassed," Jin mumbled a bit, lifting his head to give Namjoon a wry smile. "Definitely haven't had enough to drink for this. How are you doing?"
"We'll see after a few more rounds," Namjoon wrinkled his nose. He gave Jin a soft kiss on the mouth, as if wiping away any trace of Yoongi from his boyfriend's lips.
"Namjoon's jealous~" Hoseok sang as Namjoon reluctantly leaned forward to pick up the dice and roll them. The first die landed on 'knee', which was relatively tame. The 'lick' that followed wasn't.
"I think I'll go back over there," Jin said, sliding off the couch as Jimin was getting back up to his feet from the floor.
"How do you want me?" Jimin asked Namjoon, wiggling his eyebrows at him.
"The more I think about it, the more we should have just let these two assholes play while we drank," Yoongi said, motioning between Hoseok and Jimin.
"...That would probably end with them both naked," Namjoon eyed the dice. "Just roll up your pants so we can get this over with?"
"Go Namjoon!" Hoseok whooped, turning around so he could better see them.
"Can't roll up skinny jeans," Jimin's grin grew as his hands went to the button on his pants and undid them. It wasn't like this was the first time they'd seen Jimin in his underwear, and at least he was wearing underwear this time as he pushed his pants off. Flopping down on the couch, he presented a bare leg to Namjoon.
"What was that about them ending up naked?" Yoongi snorted.
"Underwear still on, doesn't count," Hoseok said as Namjoon sighed before lifting up Jimin's leg.
A knee wasn't really the same as a nipple, but it still wasn't something he was really looking forward to. But delaying or fussing was just going to make the situation worse, so Namjoon ducked his head and licked a short line up Jimin's knee before letting go. "Happy?"
"Little bit, you've got a rough tongue," Jimin chuckled, sitting up to put his pants back on. "My turn!" Once he'd buttoned his pants back up, he picked up the dice and rolled, clapping happily.
"Uh oh," Yoongi snorted, unable to help his laugh, falling over into Hoseok at the expression on Jimin's face. It was a mix of amazement and panic.
"I can't tell if that's better or worse than eomma sucking on Yoongi's nipple," Jungkook said quietly to Taehyung.
Jimin turned to Namjoon, smiling coyly. "Oh, I think I'm going to enjoy this... unless there's any objections...?"
Yoongi glanced at Jin beside him, who had blanched at the words on the dice. Jimin was going to... lick Namjoon's lips. "... Am I reading that right?" Jin asked, tilting his head, hoping it was wrong.
Namjoon blinked at the dice, feeling like the universe just really hated him and Jin today. "...There's no way I can convince you to use one of your vetoes, is there," he said over Hoseok's loud laughter.
Taehyung giggled at the expression on their faces, cheek against Jungkook's shoulder as he watched with a grin. He peeked up at Jungkook's expression. "You're okay with Jimin doing that?"
"Of course, long as he's having fun and no one's getting hurt," Jungkook replied just as quietly. He had a small smirk, his eyes never leaving Jimin.
"The only thing that would convince me otherwise is a word from eomma," Jimin said, though he'd already climb back into Namjoon's lap at that point. "Eomma?"
Jin was still staring at the dice, blinking in confusion when he heard Jimin calling him. "... It's fine," he said quietly. How could he protest when he'd just done worse to Yoongi?
Jimin turned back to Namjoon, lifting his hands to frame the elder's jaw. "Just close your eyes and imagine it's Jin, it'll be over in a second."
"Oh, this is awesome," Hoseok grinned widely, rolling onto his stomach so he could watch. "I thought we'd be getting a bunch of hands and knees the whole game."
"You're drawing this out on purpose," Namjoon said, looking reluctantly up at Jimin. Taehyung leaned further around Jungkook so he could better see.
"Of course I'm going to draw it out, when will I ever get a chance like this again?" Jimin laughed as he leaned down. Holding Namjoon's head still, his tongue snaked out to brush along Namjoon's top and bottom lip, a swipe for each. When he pulled back, he made a show of licking his own lips and grinning. "Hmm.. tastes good."
"Okay, time for someone elses turn," Jin said loudly. Jimin laughed again, rolling off of Namjoon's lap to lay down on the couch next to him.
Namjoon wiped his lips, taking a breath before tossing the dice back over to Taehyung and Jungkook. "Here, you can keep it." He reached over to take a bottle for himself.
Taehyung fumbled as he caught the dice, holding them out to Jungkook with a grin. "Your turn."
Jungkook looked at the dice in dismay. The rolls had not been kind to any of the others so far. He didn't even want to look as he rolled them. By Jimin's squeal, he knew he was in for it, and sure enough.
"You give him a hickey Jungkook and I'm giving you another black eye," Yoongi said, scowling at the dice. "It's all been nipple biting and neck sucking, are these dice loaded Jimin?"
Jungkook sighed, glancing at Taehyung beside him. "... Maybe I could just take a shot?"
Taehyung winced at the roll, chewing on his lip nervously. He'd been hoping for a poke on the hand or something. "...Up to you, just please don't do whatever Yoongi hyung did to Hoseok hyung, that looked painful. I don't think I have the right to ask for a veto with what eomma did."
"You can always ask for a veto Taehyung, doesn't matter what anyone else does," Namjoon said, watching from the couch.
"I won't bite you," Jungkook said, shifting a little so he was turned more towards Taehyung.
"Jungkook's very gentle Taetae," Jimin said, watching them intently.
"Just... relax," Jungkook said softly, leaning in to press his lips against Taehyung's neck. It was almost like a kiss, but slight pressure as he sucked a bit of Taehyung's skin before releasing and backing up. "See? Not so bad, right?"
"...Not bad," Taehyung agreed, rubbing that spot on his neck a little self-consciously once Jungkook was done.
Watching them with amusement, Hoseok found it interesting how despite his clear lack of enthusiasm, Taehyung didn't get flustered or turn red after it was over. "Your turn, Taehyung!"
"Oh, right," Taehyung blinked, leaning forward to pick up the dice. The first die landed on 'lips' and he winced, glancing up at Yoongi before rolling the second one. He could have fallen over in relief when it was just 'finger'. "Okay, I can do that."
"Well that one's easy," Jungkook grinned at Taehyung. "I promise, mouth will stay closed."
Yoongi released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, scared as to what the dice gods were going to give Taehyung. Apparently, the dice gods only hated everyone else, and not Taehyung. "Hoseok, get me a drink," he said, snapping his fingers at him.
"I'm not your waiter," Hoseok protested, leaning over to snatch up a bottle. He held it out to Yoongi before sprawling back out on the floor, tilting his head so he could still see. Taehyung reached up, brushing his thumb gently over Jungkook's lips.
"Done," Taehyung grinned, pulling his hand away and pushing the dice towards Yoongi. "Your turn."
"We're never, ever playing this game again Jimin," Yoongi said, glaring at the younger who looked as pleased as a kitten.
"Oh you're having fun when it's not your turn," Jimin said with a shrug. "Even Jin is having fun, long as it's not Namjoon's turn."
Yoongi just grumbled, rolling the dice. "Are you kidding me?! What is with these dice and sucking? Jimin, these dice are broken, I'm not sucking on his ear. Can I get another roll?"
"Nope, you'd have to drink to it," Hoseok laughed. His eyes danced then, glancing over at Jimin on the couch. "Okay, we'll throw you a bone before Namjoon strangles you. Why don't you do your roll on Tae instead?" Taehyung looked up from where he'd found a bag of chips to snack on during the game.
"... I don't... if he's okay with it," Yoongi said, looking at Taehyung questioningly.
"Oh are we switching partners now?" Jin perked up immediately. "Please?"
"Sure, sure, why not, everyone switch," Hoseok waved one hand in the air.
Taehyung immediately scooted over to Yoongi's side, abandoning Jungkook. "Okay with what?" He asked, leaning over to see the dice. "Oh... Uh... I guess?" His ear wasn't too much different from his neck, he supposed. But it was a little different with Yoongi doing it.
Jungkook wasn't surprised when Jimin passed by him to straddle Hoseok's hips, giving his ass a light smack. "Looks like Kookie's the odd one out," Jimin said. "Someone want to claim him or do we need to do rock paper scissors again."
"Should I do this while they're distracted?" Yoongi murmured into Taehyung's ear, leaning against him to rest his chin on Taehyung's shoulder.
Taehyung swallowed, a slow red creeping into his cheeks. "Better make it quick, before they notice," he said just as quietly, heart thudding in his chest.
"Rock paper scissors," Hoseok said, keeping his hand up in the air. "Yah, get over here," he waved at Namjoon and Jin. "We're battling it out for Kookie."
Chuckling a little, Yoongi leaned in, his lips ghosting over Taehyung's earlobe lightly before he pulled it into his mouth. He didn't let it linger, as much as he kind of wanted to, because one of them had to get in on the rock paper scissors before someone noticed. He pulled back just as Jimin looked up at them.
"Hey no fair!" Jimin huffed. "It doesn't count if no one's watching."
"Sure it does," Yoongi held out his fist, ready to start the game.
"Cheater," Hoseok snorted, tilting his head to better see Taehyung. "Hey, Tae didn't turn this red from Kookie sucking on his neck! Sensitive ears?"
"Rock paper scissor," Namjoon called, forcing Hoseok to pay attention. It wasn't enough, Hoseok whining when he lost. "I'm sorry Chimchim, I failed you," he pouted up at his best friend.
"It's okay, he'll be mine later anyway," Jimin said, ruffling a hand through Hoseok's hair.
"Yes, Namjoon's the switch!" Yoongi cheered when the quick round between himself and Namjoon ended with Yoongi losing to scissors when he threw paper.
"Oh poor Kookie," Jimin chuckled, bemused by Jin's expression. "Eomma doesn't seem as mad this time?"
"Because Jungkook isn't going try to get into my boyfriend's pants," Jin said, eyeing Jimin who just smiled sweetly back at him.
Namjoon just sighed, motioning for Jungkook to join him and Jin on the couch. "Fine, let's go." His arms wrapped around Jin's waist, settling the older man against him. "Who's next?"
"Yoongi and Tae should do theirs again, no one was watching," Hoseok snorted. Taehyung had buried his face against Yoongi's shoulder, not looking up.
"Or we can just move on to whoever's next," Yoongi said, running a hand up and down Taehyung's back.
"We're kind of out of order now, but next would be Jin and Namjoon," Jimin said.
"I feel like I just went," Jin said, though he didn't look as panicked as before. Taking up the dice, he rolled. He brightened up at the roll, turning to Namjoon. "I think I can do that one pretty easily," he said, wrapping his arm's around Namjoon's neck and pulling him into a light kiss.
"I think they earned an easy kiss on the lips roll," Jimin chuckled. The dice had not been kind to the poor couple.
Namjoon was more than happy to return the kiss, fingers framing Jin's jaw. Pulling back after a moment, he smiled softly at the older man. "...My turn." It was with a bit more enthusiasm than before that he picked up the dice and rolled.
"Somehow I don't think either of them would care if they got a nipple roll now," Hoseok laughed as Namjoon leaned in to blow teasingly against Jin's neck. "About time someone got blown."
Jin was still laughing when he felt puff of air against his neck. "Why couldn't that have come up earlier?!" he cried out.
"Pay attention Namjoon, it's Kookie's turn," Jimin said, watching Jungkook intently. The youngest was looking very uncomfortable as he eyed the dice and hesitantly rolled.
"Shot!" Jungkook immediately said, scrambling to get off the couch.
"What's the matter Jungkook? Not enough of a fuck boy to suck on someone's toe?" Yoongi asked, snickering into Taehyung's shoulder.
"Poor Jungkook," Taehyung laughed, hand finding Yoongi's as they watched.
"Hey, come on," Hoseok laughed loudly. "You and Jimin have done a whole lot worse, Kookie!" Namjoon didn't look particularly impressed with the roll, but even he snorted at Jungkook's flustered reason.
"I'm more worried he'd faint halfway through, honestly," he murmured into Jin's ear.
"Yeah Kookie, you like sucking on my toes," Jimin said, earning himself a frown from Jungkook. "Go on, you don't have to do it for very long."
Whining a little in frustration, Jungkook slid back down on the couch and looked at Namjoon warily. "Ok.. fine... I'll do it."
"You still have all your shots," Namjoon raised an eyebrow even as he reluctantly took off a sock. "You don't have to do it just because they're pressuring you to."
Jungkook gave Namjoon a pained express. "... I do if I want to be in Jimin's good graces tonight," he said quietly. "I'm sure you understand." Sitting down on the floor, Jungkook took a deep breath, lifting up Namjoon's foot and putting his mouth over the large toe, lips closing around the digit before sliding off quickly.
"Oh you can do better than that," Jimin laughed, but handed Jungkook a bottle of something to drink to wash the taste out of his mouth. "Well, back to Namjoon's turn?"
Namjoon looked amused despite himself, even as he let go of Jin's waist so he could pull his sock back on. "I don't have to go again for him, do I," he asked.
"Yes," Hoseok snickered. "Jungkook needs to be on the receiving end too." Taehyung was holding in his laughter from the other side of the room.
Shaking his head, Namjoon picked up the dice and tossed them. "That's fine," he said when 'ear' and 'finger' came up. "Right Jungkook?"
Jungkook let out a sigh of relief and nodded, brushing his hair out of the way of his ear for Namjoon.
"So boring," Jimin shook his head. He poked Hoseok in the sides. "I think you're up after them."
"I know," Hoseok grinned, already sitting up so he could grab the dice as Namjoon reached out to trace one finger along the curve of Jungkook's ear. "Come on dice, give us something good," he tossed them up in the air, the dice landing next to him and Jimin. "Yes!"
Namjoon leaned over to see the dice. "Isn't that basically a french kiss?"
"I can't tell who's happier, Hoseok or Jimin," Yoongi said, watching as Jimin straddled Hoseok's waist and grinned down at his friend.
"Been a while since we really kissed," Jimin said, threading his fingers through Hoseok's hair. "Just don't bite."
"It says suck, not bite," Hoseok snorted, smirking up at him. He drew Jimin down into a deep, open-mouthed kiss, arms sliding around his waist.
"I don't think sucking requires tongue," Yoongi said, rolling his eyes. It was going to be a minute before Jimin could take his turn.
"I don't understand how you can sit there and be okay with your boyfriend making out with someone else," Jin said, looking at Jungkook who was sitting on the floor. The younger's expression was hard to read as he stared at Jimin and Hoseok.
Jimin broke off what had become a pretty intense kiss, growling a little down at Hoseok before turning his attention to Jin and the question. "Kookie likes to watch."
"... Huh, I always figured Hoseok for the voyeur," Yoongi said. Jungkook squirmed uncomfortably with everyone looking at him.
"If I was a voyeur, why would I visit you whenever Chimchim used to bring guys home?" Hoseok snorted. "Or insist on these two getting the bedroom with the locking door?" He looked up at Jimin and grinned as he pinched his best friend's ass. "Your turn."
Jimin turned around in Hoseok's lap, giving the dice a quick roll. His eyes widened and he looked back at Hoseok with a feral grin. "These dice sure do want us licking nipples today," he said, pushing Hoseok onto his back.
"I don't think I really want to watch this," Yoongi covered his eyes. "Just make it quick please?"
Taehyung didn't really want to watch either, burying his face against Yoongi's arm with an unhappy noise. He already knew this probably wasn't going to be a quick lick like Jin's action had been.
"Hey, we're just playing the game," Hoseok snorted, far too happy about ending up on his back with Jimin hovering over him. He rolled up his shirt to bare his chest. "All yours."
"... Who wants something to drink?" Jin asked, avoiding watching as Jimin went to work licking at Hoseok's nipple. He got up and went to the table, grabbing a bottle and immediately taking a drink. "I could use about ten drinks right now."
"Are we done playing this stupid game yet? Or do Jimin and Hoseok have to get themselves off before we can move on," Yoongi said, curling Taehyung more into him, wanting to protect him from his lecherous friends.
"Yeah, I think we're done," Namjoon shook his head, eyeing the two on the floor as Hoseok moaned. "Okay, enough." He kicked Jimin's leg. "Let's play something a little more sane." Or just drink, that worked too.
"You people are no fun," Jimin complained, giving one last lick to Hoseok's chest before sitting up. "Shots?" he asked, grinning down at Hoseok.
"Why are we friends with these people?" Jin asked Namjoon, resting his cheek on his boyfriend's shoulder. "We need new friends."
"I'd drink to that," Namjoon snorted. He ducked his head to press a kiss to his boyfriend's forehead before taking another swig from his bottle.
"Can I have a shot too?" Taehyung asked as Hoseok grinned back up at Jimin and sat up to get them shots. He kind of wanted to wash this whole game from memory.
"Yoongi? Jungkook? Shots?" Hoseok asked, sloppily pouring a few glassfuls.
"Yes, please," Yoongi said, hearing Jungkook echo the same. "Enough to burn that image out of my brain forever. We are never playing that kind of game again Jimin, I don't care how cute of a pout you give me."
"He says that now," Jimin snorted, taking over for Hoseok. "You're wasting the precious alcohol Hobi hyung, let me do it. Go keep Kookie company, he looks like Namjoon's going to eat him alive."
"I'm not doing anything," Namjoon protested, arms wrapped around Jin's waist and smoothing a hand along his boyfriend's arm.
Hoseok pouted a little before scooting over to Jungkook's side. "Come on, Namjoon ain't that scary," he snorted, slinging one arm over the younger's shoulders. "He didn't kick your face off when you sucked on his toe, did he?"
"Please don't remind me of that," Jungkook complained, leaning a little into Hoseok. Their relationship had improved the past week, now that Jungkook was pretty sure Hoseok wasn't going to punch him in the face if he wandered too close. "He's still scary."
"Namjoon? Scary?" Jin blinked up at his boyfriend. "How could anyone think you're scary?"
"Because he's a giant gorilla," Yoongi said, taking his and Taehyung's shot from Jimin as they were being passed out. "He doesn't know his own strength and ends up breaking everything he touches. I'm actually a little worried for you Jin."
"Right? Poor eomma's ass," Jimin said, bringing two shots to Jin and Namjoon. "It's a wonder you can walk."
"...I thought we agreed no more discussions about our sex lives," Namjoon said flatly.
"Oh, that was for Tae and Yoongi," Hoseok said brightly. "And Yoongi will never consider your sex lives off limits."
"You're all getting rat poison for breakfast," Jin said, giving Jimin a pointed look as he accepted the shot. "Tomorrow, we're looking for new friends," he said to Namjoon as Jimin laughed.
"We are the best friends you will ever have," Yoongi snorted, holding up his shot glass in the air. "A toast, to friends?"
Taehyung perked up at that, taking his shot glass from Yoongi and sitting up straighter. "To friends!"
"So sappy," Hoseok snorted, but he raised his glass as well from where he was lounging next to Jungkook. Namjoon smiled and did the same.
"Shut up dipshit," Yoongi rolled his eyes, enjoying the way the alcohol slid down his throat. It was the first of many shots after the game had ended, and no one seemed to mind that games were forgotten for the time being.
It was when Jin and Namjoon were more concerned with making out on the couch that Yoongi decided that the party was over, cause no one needed to see that. Taehyung was like a limp noodle leaning against him as they left first.
Jimin had alternated most of the night between Jungkook and Hoseok, making sure neither one of them felt abandoned for too long. Jungkook hadn't said anything, and Jimin was sure he wouldn't, but his gaze lingered when Jimin and Hoseok got a little more friendlier than usual.
"I think the party is over," Jimin complained, straddling Jungkook who was sprawled out on the floor. "Hobi hyung, we have to go home," he nudged the elder with a hand.
"Hm?" Hoseok lifted his arm off his eyes, looking around the room. Yoongi and Tae were long gone, and Jin and Namjoon weren't paying them any attention. "Guess so," he chuckled, slowly sitting up and messing up his hair with one hand. "Come on, let's stumble back downstairs." He got to his feet, swaying a little as he offered one hand to Jimin to help him up. The alcohol was hitting him harder than usual. Probably something about not mixing with medication, but oh well.
Jimin stood up, trying not to topple them both over as he held onto Hoseok's hand tightly. He looked down at Jungkook who was looking a little anxious, casting nervous glances towards Jin and Namjoon. "Come on you, let's go home," Jimin said, helping Jungkook up. "What do you think Hobi hyung, you think he's been good? He can come home?"
"Yeah, he can come home," Hoseok snorted. He let go of Jimin's hand once they were both up and steady to move to Jungkook's other side, slinging his arm over his shoulder. Jungkook wasn't very stable either. "Come on lightweight. Let's go, you're crashing with us tonight."
Jungkook didn't protest as they headed from the room, leaning heavily against Jimin. It was not easy to get all three of them down the hall, into the elevator, and to their apartment, but somehow they managed. Soon as the door was closed behind them, Jungkook groaned when Jimin pressed him up against the wall and kissed him. "Missed you," Jimin whispered against the younger's lips.
"Missed you too," Jungkook replied, his arms going around Jimin's waist, trying to push him off. Standing was not easy at that moment, and he'd prefer to be somewhere more comfortable if things were leading where he thought they were.
He was a little confused when Jimin pulled away, taking him by the hand to lead him towards the bedroom. Even more confused when Jimin let go to put his arms around Hoseok, and kiss him lightly as well. ".. Hobi hyung," Jimin murmured, glazed eyes looking up at him. "You're coming too, right?"
"Hm?" Hoseok blinked when Jimin pressed up against him, brain not working at full capacity with all the alcohol he'd consumed. It took him a moment to work past how nice it felt with Jimin's breath ghosting over his skin, and understand just what the younger man had said. "Better clear it with your boyfriend first," he murmured, not really protesting. He was drunk okay.
"Kookie?" Jimin called over his shoulder towards where the younger was waiting in the doorway.
"... Yeah, it's fine," Jungkook said, smirking a little. He'd anticipated this with the way the two had been acting all night, and if it made Jimin happy, he wasn't going to complain. Truth be told, he loved Jimin's wild side, the adventurous side that pulled Jungkook out of his comfort zone. Besides, it's not like it's the first time Jimin's brought someone to him with those puppy dog eyes, wanting to share.
Jimin grinned, wasting no time in trying to get Hoseok's shirt off and pull him towards the bedroom at the same time. "Told you he doesn't mind."
Hoseok was more than happy to let Jimin pull him along. Jimin was probably the only person who would be able to get him into these sort of situations. It didn't really matter to Hoseok that he knew he was straight and would never have romantic feelings for another guy, if something looked like fun then he was going to do it. And aside from being the one person in the world Hoseok would trust with his life, Jimin was nothing if he wasn't fun.
"As long as he's not planning on just watching the whole night," Hoseok chuckled lowly, fingers grazing under the edge of Jimin's waistband as the three of them stumbled into the room.
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