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Something was up in the dorm and Jungkook didn’t like it one bit.
And that something was related to two particular members of Bangtan.
The 95z.
Everyone who knew and loved them was aware of the deep connection they shared between them. They talked, moved, thought and worked in perfect sync. Often times communicating through secret glances, quiet gestures or brushes of skin and hushed words.
The two were inseparable.
So it was not uncommon for the 95 duo to partake in some type of mischief or activity together on a daily basis. But for the past couple of days, the maknae had begun to notice a strange pattern between his hyungs.
For starters Jimin had become overly affectionate with Taehyung, fawning over him whenever he could. And if the taller male called him over, the smaller dancer would bounce right up to him like an eager puppy.
Taehyung on the other hand would simply watch him with a fond smile, leaning down so he was speaking softly as if the words were meant for his ears only.
The odd exchange would follow with quick peck on the lips and Jimin hurrying off somewhere, only to return to Taehyung later on and the two would share another kiss. But this one was long and passionate.
When they finally part they were breathless, flushed cheeks, tongues running over lips as if relishing in something that looked nothing short of purely delicious. Only for Jimin to smile happily and walk off like it was the most normal thing in the world and his tongue hadn’t been half way down his bandmate’s throat a few minutes ago.
Taehyung for the most part had a similar response to Jimin, quickly composing himself like nothing happened to continue minding his business.
And it wasn’t like Jungkook was bothered by the spectacle taking place only a few feet from him once or twice a day, because truth be told it was hot as fuck, but no.
What TRULY grinded Jungkook's gears was the fact that for once he was feeling left out and he certainly did not appreciate that one bit coming from his fellow maknae liners. Ever since their change in pattern, Taehyung seemed less interested in playing Overwatch or reading webtoons with him and Jimin was no longer providing him with his daily dose of cuddles and Jungkookie this or Jungkookie that. If anything he only seemed interested in being glued to Taehyung’s lips.
He needed to get to the bottom of this.
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For the next two days Jungkook kept watch on his two suspicious hyungs, waiting for the right moment to walk up to them and say whatever needed to be said.
Today seemed like it would be his lucky day.
It started right after breakfast when Namjoon had announced that their manager had given them the day off, followed by Seokjin deciding that it would be a good opportunity to do some cleaning around the dorm for once instead of waiting for the cleaning lady.
Everyone got assigned an area and a cleaning partner (with Jimin and Taehyung automatically choosing each other). Yoongi and Hoseok were on kitchen duty, Namjoon and Jin went grocery shopping, Jungkook had sweeping and moping, while Taehyung and Jimin had laundry. And that’s when it started all over again.
Taehyung would sit or stand in a specific spot, never quite moving from it while Jimin was the one orbiting around him while going about his chores. Stopping and making a b-line towards his fellow 95 liner for a quick peck on the lips before giggling and dashing off to continue the aforementioned chores with more fervor than before.
Jungkook… had just about enough of that.
Making sure the other two hyungs were busy in the kitchen, Jungkook took a break and marched right up to Taehyung who was casually leaning against the wall in the hallway between his and Namjoon’s shared room and the following.
“Hyung.” Jungkook called, walking up to him but Taehyung barely even made a gesture of recognition towards him, simply hummed calmly. “We need to talk.” The maknae declared crossing his arms over his chest.
Taehyung cocked an eyebrow and mirrored his pose, but still made no other sound and it was driving Jungkook up the wall.
He could feel his blood boiling in his veins already, but he had to keep his cool. Whatever game his hyungs were playing at, if the ultimate reward was snapping that final cord on his patience for him to explode then Jungkook would not give them the satisfaction.
“What’s going on between you and Jimin-hyung? You've been acting weird for the past few days now.”
The brow from before rose even higher. “Why do you want to know?” Taehyung shot back, his deep voice vibrating in the space between them.
“Because I don’t like it!” He admitted a bit too quickly, sounding more like petulant child.
There was a small tug at the corners of Taehyung’s mouth and he shifted his weight from one leg to the other.
“You don’t like it?”
“No!”
“Why?”
“Because you’re both ignoring ME."
"Oh, is that all?"
"Of course not! You know damn well that after everything that happened—“ The rest of the sentence died in his throat as Taehyung pushed off the wall and pinned Jungkook to it before crushing their lips together. The action was so sudden that the maknae gasped in surprise, and almost immediately felt his hyung’s warm tongue slipping past his lips. Deepening the kiss.
Just as Jungkook was starting to return the kiss he felt something cool, sweet and velvety melting against his tongue causing him to experience a full bodied shudder even as Taehyung retreated from his mouth. Now sporting a Cheshire grin as he went back to leaning against the wall next to him.
Stuck between a haze euphoria and confusion, Jungkook took a moment to collect himself while still tasting something in his mouth that was familiar but in his current state was unable to point out until he heard a faint rustling of paper and he turned to look as Taehyung produced a small bag of chocolate covered peppermint patties from his hoodie and popping one in his mouth.
“I told Jiminie he could have as many as he wanted if he helped me do my chores.” Taehyung simple explained.
Jungkook could only gape at his silvery haired hyung as it all slowly began to click in his mind.
“You can have another if you go and help him.” Taehyung grinned wider and before Jungkook could protest he added. “Make it up to me for that bite on my shoulder and leaving me sore last week.”
Of course he would have brought up that particular incident up.
Jungkook ran his tongue down his inner cheek, snatching one of the patties from the bag and proceeding into the room, ignoring Taehyung’s snickering behind him on the hallway.
The blonde was just finishing neatly folding the last shirt from the laundry basket when he looked up surprised to see him.
“Ah, Jungkookie what are you—“
Just as Taehyung had done to him earlier, Jungkook was quick to close the distance between them and pressing his lips to Jimin’s who in turn let out a small squeak before relaxing into the kiss. God how he missed that mouth too, just like Taehyung’s and how long Jimin’s tongue was compared to the latter.
When they pull apart, panting slightly, Jimin has half on the chocolate in his mouth while Jungkook exposes the other half on his own tongue.
Jimin chuckles softly. “So he eventually got you into this too, huh.”
Jungkook rolled his eyes. “I can’t believe he’s still salty about biting him during sex.”
“It was only a matter of time then.” Jimin commented with a cheeky smile as he continued to go about the assigned chores. "Though I honestly didn't expect you to break so quickly."
Jungkook paused, another detail clicking in his mind. “Wait… so were you acting as bait this whole time?”
Without giving him an answer, Jimin dashed out of the room and he could very clearly hear that Taehyung left with him, apparently anticipating the outburst all along.
“YOU FUCKERS!” Jungkook yelled before running after them.