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“Oh gosh I’m so tired… I’m too old for this!” Seokjin whined out loud, hands resting on his back as he entered the resting room.
Jimin chuckled. “You know hyung, when you were doing those “Run Jin” episodes, you were actually very athletic…”
“Yeah, I’ve never seen you run like that before”. Taehyung agreed.
“Running away it’s definitely what I’m gonna do during the next dance practice… Hobi! You used to be terrifying before the Military Service, but now you’re acting as a freaking Dance General an it’s scary—” When Jin turned to stare at his mentioned friend, he realized that Hoseok was not behind him. “Whe..-Where is he!?”
“I thought he was behind us… maybe he went with Yoongi-hyung and Joon to talk to the producers?” Jimin offered.
“And Jungkook?” Tae added, leaning out of the door to take a look at the empty corridor.
“Ah well, maybe they stayed practicing a little bit more. They’ve always done that, they have way too much energy” Seokjin sighed, before sitting on the couch.
Jimin pressed his lips in thought, walking to the mini fridge and grabbing three bottles of water.
“This building is kinda weird” Taehyung commented looking around.
Jin silently thanked Jimin as he accepted the cold water. “What do you mean?”
“All this.. windows…” Taehyung explained, moving his hands in front of the huge picture window.
“I think it’s nice. We get actual sunlight” Jimin said.
“Yeah, but don’t you feel like there’s not much privacy? Everyone who looks at the patio can spy on what the others are doing. See! There’s two people chatting over there, and on that floor there’s a man typing on a computer…” Tae pointed at the people with his finger. “And… Ah! That’s Hobi-hyung!” He said smiling. “Hobi! Hobi-hyung!” He exclaimed and waved his arms hoping Hoseok would turn around and spot him.
Seokjin chuckled. “He can’t hear you, you know?”
Jimin walked to the other 95’s boy, he stared at Hoseok through the window. The elder was rubbing his forehead and he seemed somehow unsettled. Jimin tilted his head, concerned, but before he could voice his thoughts someone entered Hoseok’s room.
“Ah, Jungkook!”
The maknae went directly to Hoseok’s side, hands grabbing the elder’s biceps. Even from the distance, they could see through the window that Jungkook was saying something to their hyung.
“What are they doing?” Jin asked, still seated on the couch.
“They… wow!” Taehyung’s surprised exclamation made Jin rise from the couch to join the other two by the window.
“What!” The oldest member stared through the crystal to see Hoseok and Jungkook having some kind of argument. Or at least what definitely looked like one.
“Did Hobi-hyung just push Jungkook away?!” Tae cried out.
“Are they fighting? What happened! Did you two notice something during practice?” Seokjin questioned, shocked at the scene he was witnessing. They have all been scolded by Hoseok at some point during all this years they’ve known each other, but, this looked different. It seemed more personal.
“Should we go to them? Try to pacify them..?” Tae asked, glancing at Jin and Jimin both.
“I don’t think we should meddle..-” Jimin said in a soft voice, eyes not leaving the pair.
“But…”
“Whoa!” Seokjin exclaimed when Jungkook suddenly moved, hands grabbing Hoseok’s face, forcing the elder to look at him.
Hoseok didn’t push him away this time, instead he let the maknae take a step, shifting even closer, so their bodies were almost pressed together. Jungkook’s mouth was moving, he was saying something and Hoseok was attentively listening to him. Their gazes interlocked.
“…I’m… so…” Jin was confused.
“Yeah, I’m too - ” Tae gasped. Next to him Jimin offered an equal surprised squeal.
Jungkook had pressed his forehead against Hoseok’s. And maybe it should not be weird, because they all have known one another for so many years, and they have no problem showing their affection through physical touches. They hold hands, cuddle, they even kiss each other sometimes, but this feels different.
“What, what, what, oh, oh!” Jin yells, lifting his hands in the air.
Jungkook was leaning in.
Taehyung’s palms pressed against the crystal. “What the fuc—!”
Then Hoseok shoved Jungkook away. Just a little, enough to get out from the other’s embrace. He took two steps towards the door, not looking back. What happened next would be an image that Seokjin, Taehyung and Jimin would forever have engraved in their minds for the rest of their lives.
Jungkook quickly turned around, grabbing Hoseok’s wrist to prevent him from leaving the room. Then he pulled, forcing the elder to look at him. Their gazes met, and time seemed to stop there, until Jungkook leaned in again, arms wrapping around Hoseok’s hips. This time, the rapper didn’t stop him, mouths clashing in an ardent kiss.
“OH MY GOD!” Taehyung shouted loudly. Next to him, Jimin covered his mouth with his hand to try to muffle his own scream.
“Wha, wha, wha..! Hobi.. Hoba.! Jungkook-ah!” Jin squeezed his cheeks, not believing what his eyes were seeing.
Hoseok’s hands quickly moved to Jungkook’s head, intertwining his fingers into the maknae’s dark hair. The kiss turned more heated and hungry.
“What the fuck! What the fucking fuck!!” Taehyung didn’t care that swearing was, in theory, forbidden for an idol.
“Is this a prank!? This has to be a prank, where is the camera!” Jin searched around the room.
“No way this is a prank!” Jimin shook his head.
“They are MAKING OUT Jimin! Hobi-hyung and Jungkookie!!” Tae yelled, pointing at the pair.
“YES. I CAN SEE THAT!”
“OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!”
The kiss turned more and more lascivious. And when they finally separated to take a breath, Jungkook buried his face into the other’s neck, enjoying his hyung’s scent, sucking and biting the skin. Hoseok threw his head back, parting his lips erotically, and letting out a long moan.
“AH! MY EYES! MY EYES!” Jin yelled, turning around and covering his face with his hands.
“Oh my God, are they going to fuck!? Someone stop them!! How long has this been going on!?” Tae cried out.
“It’s pretty recent…” Jimin murmured, but Taehyung and Jin heard him clearly.
“YOU KNEW!?!?” The two idols screamed, staring at his friend with an accusatory glare.
Jimin’s eyes widened, realizing his mistake.
“W-wha… HOW! WHY DO YOU KNOW?!” Seokjin demanded.
“N-no… I d-didn’t…”
“Don’t lie to us!” Taehyung made a scoffing sound.
“I.. I-I mean, I wasn’t sure you know… they didn’t tell me or anything, but I was looking for Hobi-hyung the other day, and I heard him talking with Kookie and… and, Kookie was saying something about a confession and Hobi-hyung was telling him that they couldn’t… I-I honestly didn’t want to get crazy ideas…” Jimin rambled.
“YEAH… talk about crazy—OH MY FUCKI—” Taehyung made a chocked sound.
Jungkook pushed Hoseok against the window, pressing his body against the elder. He had lost his hoodie and his tattooed arm was visible, resting against the crystal, entrapping Hoseok. Although, it didn’t seem like the elder wanted to escape anymore, as even from the distance, they could see the dance leader’s hands roaming Jungkook’s body in a sensual way.
“AHHHH - they really are going to do it, I can’t watch this anymore!” Jin shook his head, covering his eyes.
“Okay, OKAY! We need to calm down and stop screaming, we’re going to alert the whole building at this rate, and we can’t let anyone find out about this!” Jimin claimed, lowering his voice.
“I am CALM! I am VERY CALM considering the situation, Jimin!” Tae argued, eyes wide.
“Well I am not calm! I am not calm at ALL! My brain is not processing, I just want them to stop!” Jin whined.
Jimin stared at his hyung, and then he got an idea. “Call them!!”. Taehyung snapped his head towards him. “Someone call them!! Maybe if they hear their phones they’ll stop!!”
A bright smile crawled to Tae’s face. “Good idea!!”
Seokjin did not waste anytime to go grab his phone, but before he could dial the number someone entered the room.
“What’s with all the screaming, we could hear you making a racket from the end of the corridor!”
Seokjin, Taehyung and Jimin’s heads snapped towards the entrance in perfect sync, finding a very confused Namjoon and Yoongi by the door.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” The three vocalists screamed in unison, making the rappers jump back, startled by the loud yell.
“W-What, what!” Namjoon urgently asked, confusion in his voice.
“What are you three morons doing!?” Yoongi questioned too.
“Joonie.. Yoongi-ah! Ah… you scared us!” Seokjin huffed.
“We scared you! You almost caused me a heart attack! Screaming like you’ve just seen a ghost!” Namjoon complained.
“Did something happened?” Yoongi questioned, carefully eyeing his friends.
“Pfff no!”
“What do you m-mean? Everything is fine!”
“Yeah! All goodie goodie!”
Seokjin, Jimin and Taehyung did their best trying to act calm and cool.
“Then why are you acting so suspicious” Yoongi accused. He could tell that they were lying.
“Where are Hoba and Jungkook?” Namjoon said, noticing that two of the members were missing.
The three vocalist visibly tensed at the mention of their absent friends.
“Ah, w-who knows?”
Namjoon raised his eyebrow. “Are they not with you?”
“Nop” Taehyung shook his head, trying to act casual.
“We lost them after practice, and we have no idea where they are” Jimin added, sounding confident.
“Or if they are together. Cause we definitely don’t know if they are together, you know” Jin tittered nervously. Taehyung poked him with his elbow, so he would shut up before he slipped.
Yoongi furrowed his eyes. “Were you looking at the window?”
The three vocalist turned to the rapper. “N-noooooooo!”
“W-we were waiting for you Hyung!” Jimin said with a big smile.
“What is wrong with you?” Namjoon asked again, just as the other rapper, he was confused at his friends’ odd act.
Yoongi began walking towards the window. Seokjin, Jimin and Taehyung couldn’t let that happen. Namjoon and Yoongi finding out about Jungkook and Hoseok like this, could be a catastrophe.
Jimin was the first one to react. “Ah, Hyung! I’m so happy!” He tackled the rapper with a big hug. Yoongi made a chocked sound, taken aback by the younger’s sudden attack.
“Le..t… go!” Yoongi puffed.
“But I’m so happy! We are all together again! Ahhh, I thought this day would never come!” Jimin squeezed his hyung, turning him around so that now his back was facing the window.
“Jimin, what the fuck..!” The rapper tried hard to get off of the embrace.
Taehyung saw his chance. “Hyung, hyung!” He clasped the older idol, blocking his escape. “Be nicer to us! Didn’t you miss this at all?”
Yoongi sighed out loud, knowing that it was futile to wrestle against his two friends who were wrapped around him like baby koalas.
“Are you guys drunk?” Namjoon asked.
“Ah, Namjoonie, so cold!” Jin rested his hand over his chest, pretending to be hurt. “Come here you big man!”
Namjoon sent a horrified glance to the older idol, walking rapidly to the side, but Seokjin was faster, catching the leader in a bone-crushing hug.
“Oi, oi, Hyu..ng!!”
“Group hug!” Tae yelled, followed by Jimin and Jin’s agreeing sounds, and Yoongi and Namjoon protesting whines.
The three vocalists jumped and chanted, completely enthralled in their diverting act. So much that they didn’t notice the sound of footsteps coming closer to the room.
“…what are you doing?”
“Why are you having a group hug without us!”
The five idols turned to the door to find a very puzzled Hoseok and Jungkook.
Taehyung blinked. His mind processing the fact that that Hoseok and Jungkook were right before him, and not on the other side of the windows making out. “Wha.. what are we doing!?!” His voice cracked a little bit, tinted with an accusatory tone. “What were you doing!?”
Jimin saw his friend’s recriminatory gaze and firmly squeezed his wrist in warning. “Ah, finally! We totally lost you!”
“Yeah, we didn’t know where you were. At all!” Jin tittered awkwardly.
“Where were you?” Yoongi asked.
Jungkook and Hoseok interchanged a little glance. “I wanted to practice a little bit more” The maknae simply responded.
“Ah, so you were practicing some moves then?” Taehyung queried, voice laced with a touch of sarcasm. Jimin squeezed his wrist again with more force.
“Don’t overwork, okay? There’s still plenty of time. I know we all want to get back to the stage, but it won’t do us any good if we get an injury or something like that now” Namjoon wisely claimed.
Jungkook nodded before going to the mini fridge to grab a bottle of water.
“So, how was the meeting with the producers?” Hoseok asked to the other two members of the rap line.
Namjoon sighed. “Good. They said that we can make the changes we thought of. We’re going to the studio tomorrow. If anyone wants to come, you are welcome”
After that, they asked for some food and the conversation shifted to their usual affairs. It was good to be together again. BTS were seven. It didn’t matter how much time it passed, their bond was still unbreakable.
Jimin smiled happily watching his friends. From the corner of his eye though, he could see Seokjin and Taehyung stealing little glances at Hoseok and Jungkook, every time the pair, who were sitting together, touched or laughed at each other.
Apart from that, they seemed to be out of danger. Famous words.
“So, before we arrived what were you three staring at? Was someone doing something indecent?” Yoongi asked out of the blue.
The other members stared at him, their faces flickering with confusion. “W-what?” Jimin asked.
“With all the windows you can see what other people are doing, so, was someone doing something scandalous or something like that?” Yoongi questioned again, his lips curling into a little smirk.
Panic rose to Seokjin, Taehyung and Jimin’s faces. Jungkook spitted his drink, right at Namjoon. “What the fuck, Jungkook!” The rapper huffed, cleaning himself, unaware of the sudden alarmed air in the room. And Hoseok’s eyes went completely wide, he looked at the picture widow, realization dawning on him.
“Ha! Your faces are an open book, so, what did you see? Someone hooking up or something like that?” Yoongi continued with his questions.
“No, no, no, no… ah, no, no…” Taehyung shook his head, trying to deny it, but he wasn’t convincing at all. Next to him Jin made a squealing sound from the back of his throat, he was speechless, he didn’t know what to say or do.
Jimin couldn’t help it and glanced at Hoseok, the elder was already staring at him, face full of dread. Jimin’s eyes softened, looking apologetic. The dance leader’s gaze shifted to Taehyung and Jin who were sitting right in front of him. Taehyung was completely expressionless, but Jin grimaced, confirming to him that they knew. They saw.
“Ah-! Hyung…” Jungkook’s soft exclamation grabbed the attention of the others. Hoseok have been anxiously and unconsciously crushing his knee, so the younger took the dancer’s hand into his, caressing his skin in a soothing manner.
Yoongi and Namjoon were bemused but they had noticed the mood change, and how there seemed to be a staring match between two sides; Seokjin, Taehyung and Jimin, and Hoseok and Jungkook. They had never heard silence quite so loud.
“Okay, was going on here?” Namjoon was the first one to speak.
Yoongi observed his friends, his gaze falling to Jungkook’s and Hoseok’s joined hands. The maknae was looking at the dancer with concern in his eyes, Hoseok was petrified. In addition to the apologetic stares from the other three vocalist, something clicked in the rapper’s mind. “Oh no.” Six pairs of eyes stared at him. “Oh no, no. Hoba… Hoba, you… you…”. His friend’s remorseful expression and Jungkook’s begging gaze was all the confirmation he needed. “OH FUCK! Oh my fucking god!” He screamed, standing up from his seat, hands buried in his head, as he paced around the room.
“Yoongi-hyung…”
“Y-yoongi…”
“You!” The rapper pointed with his finger at the pair. “You two are.. are—”
“No. No, no, no, no…” Namjoon interjected. He was smart enough to reach the same conclusion that Yoongi had. “No, no. That’s not…” He left out a humorless laugh.
Hoseok felt devastated, he buried his face in his hands.
“Okay, let’s all calm down…” Jungkook spoke, lifting his hands in peace.
“I AM CALM!” Taehyung finally snapped, voice sounding anything but calm. “I think you need to explain, Jungkook…”
“You two are fucking. How did that..— when!? Oh my god since when!?” Yoongi stared at the maknae.
“We aren’t technically fucki—”
“Ah, no, Jungkook-ah, please spare us the details… we just want to know… how?” Jin said.
The maknae left out a long breath. “I.. after the Military Service… I… there were some things that… I realized…” It was hard for him to find the words. “I missed you all so much. I couldn’t wait to have this again, for us to be together again… but, I- Hobi-hyung… he…”
Although the younger was not making much sense, they all understood what he was trying to say. He missed all of them but, he missed Hoseok in a different way.
“Okay, okay…” Namjoon whispered. He felt the pressure to do something. He was their leader, he was supposed to help them, protect them, he needed to figure this out. “Yoongi please sit” He ordered the other rapper. “And let’s all take a deep breath.” All the members, minus Hoseok, who was still coiled and hiding his face in his hands, did as their leader instructed. “Hoseok, Hobi… please look at me…”
The rapper lifted his face. His eyes were full of tears that did not dare to drop. “I-I’m sorry…”
The members moved closer almost in sync. A sad J-Hope was big no. It was a sacrilege.
“Don’t be sorry Hobi…”
“Hoba.. do..- do you feel the same way as Jungkook?” Namjoon hesitantly asked.
Hoseok breathed out, taking a few seconds to respond. “I.. did not plan this…”
“No one does with this things” Jimin interjected, rubbing his hyung’s leg affectionately.
“And Bagtan?” Yoongi questioned, staring at the couple with seriousness. “You still want this?”
“Yes” Hoseok and Jungkook responded in unison, not a trace of doubt in their voices.
“And if things don’t work out between you two?” Namjoon was glad that Yoongi had asked the most difficult question.
Hoseok and Jungkook exchanged a little glance. “I can not imagine my life without Bagtan or Hobi-hyung in it. Even if we’re not…involved.. I’ll still want this” The younger one claimed.
“Me too” Hoseok agreed.
Yoongi, Jimin and Seokjin smiled softly. “Good, good, we can work with that” Namjoon added.
“We.. we don’t want things to change” Jungkook claimed.
“Once the shock disappears.. I’m sure it’ll be fine” Taehyung offers. “I’m going to tease you so much, just so you know”. Jungkook chuckles at that.
“Ah, but we have to be careful, not only the two of you, but all of us” Namjoon declared. “You know…” you can’t be discovered. Was unsaid, but understood.
“Yes. We know” The couple nodded.
“And are you ready for that?” Namjoon asked.
“Yes” The pair responded again. Namjoon nodded.
“Piece of advice… no more sex in public places, yeah.” Seokjin added.
“We w-weren’t going to have sex” Hoseok protested, a faint blush creeping to his ears.
“Could have fooled me” Taehyung snorted.
“Yeah, those images… gonna take a while to forget those!”
“I’m starting to feel grateful that you stopped us from watching through the window…” Yoongi rubbed his nose.
“Seconded!” Namjoon yelled, lifting his hand.
Jimin, Seokjin and Jungkook chuckled. “Thank you” The maknae said, sincere smile adorning his face.
“We support each other no matter what” Jimin smiled back. Hoseok ruffled his dongsaeng’s hair, looking much more spirited, as he always should.
“Group hug?” Taehyung suggested.
“Group hug!” Jin agreed, getting up and grabbing Namjoon.
“Hajima..!”
“Come on, come on!”
The band embraced each other tightly, grinning and laughing. Hoseok and Jungkook smiled relieved.
BTS were seven. And they were bulletproof.