When Jeongguk woke up for the second time, he realized that it was finally morning, 9:42 a.m. to be exact, and that Taehyung was still holding him like his life depended on it.

Now it wasn't that Jeongguk didn't like it. Well, technically, he loved it. But he still had to get up and shower, because he felt kind of gross, and he also had to talk to Jimin.

Holding his breath, Jeongguk slowly began to slip out of the older's arms, ignoring the sharp pains that were now shooting up his back in protest to the movement.

When he successfully escaped Taehyung's grasp, he carefully began to crawl over his sleeping form, trying desperately not to disturb his peaceful slumber and putting as little weight on him as possible.

Gently, he places his foot on the ground, his mind screaming in triumph as he lifts himself off the bed and tiptoes towards his door, quietly opening it. Before he leaves, he takes one last glance over his shoulder at the sleeping silver head that was sticking out of the blanket, and smiles, closing the door.

Once Jeongguk made it out of the room, he quickly limped in pain towards the shared bathroom, closing the door behind him and locking it. He went towards the mirror, sighing heavily once he sees his tired form.

He begins to undress, taking a good amount of time in carefully slipping off his pants, as every sharp movement sent pain stabbing through his ass. Fuck Taehyung's big dick.

Literally, he thought, giggling, which resulted in a sharp pain going through him, making him yelp.

He was about to step into the shower before he caught another look of himself in the mirror. Oh my god. I look like fifty shades of grey became human.

Jeongguk's neck was littered with hickies. All different colors, some red, some pink, and some deep-purple, and they didn't just stop at his neck, there were some decorating his chest, and some around the base of- wait, when did he even do that?

The ravenette kept inspecting himself, seeing the huge bite marks that decorated his neck, leaving their own circle-ish bruise. One of them had dried blood around it where Taehyung broke the skin, and Jeongguk gingerly traced his finger over it. Damn.

His lower body was no exception, other than the hickies, there were finger marks, that were now beginning to bruise, on his hips, thighs, and ass. Speaking of his ass, there was a stinging welt in the shape of Taehyung's hand on his left cheek.

Oh fuck, Jeongguk gulped nervously, how the hell is he going to hide these?

The marks on his body should be no problem, just no swimming for a while, and no white t-shirts, but he's more worried about his neck. They weren't exactly light and weren't the smallest things.

Pushing it to the back of his mind for now, he stepped into the shower, letting the warm water run over his body and cleanse him of his sins while he massaged his lower back, trying to ease some of the pain.

He realizes that it was futile, and he sighs heavily while reaching for his shampoo bottle. When he grabs it, he feels that it's empty and groans.

"Why can't anything go my way," He grumbles, opening the sliding glass and chucking the bottle into the trashcan with a scowl.

He thought for a moment before a smile spread across his lips. He reached out for another bottle, pouring some of it's contents into his hair and massaging it into his scalp. The familiar scent of honey and lemon wafting through the air. Taehyung's scent.

Smirking to himself, Jeongguk turns the shower off after he feels sufficiently clean again, and gets out, finding a towel and running it through his hair before tying it around his hips. He looks to his clothes discarded on the floor and picks them up before chucking them into the bin for whoever's week it was to wash the clothes.

He unlocks the door, building up confidence and determination to walk into the hallway to his room. It's almost ten, and it's a day off, so no one should be up yet, hesitantly opening the door, he peeks his head out. When he doesn't see anyone, he dashed to his room to grab clothes.

Upon opening the door, he sees the Taehyung is still sleeping, replacing Jeongguk with a pillow and spread out, taking up the whole bed space. Jeongguk smiles softly before quietly stepping to his closet and grabbing a black hoodie and basketball shorts that almost reach his knees.

He stops to admire Taehyung's sleeping form again, and he feels his heart swell from how cute the older is. One kiss won't hurt, Jeongguk thinks, not even a kiss, a peck.

Slowly, the ravenette makes his way towards the sleeping man, taking in his soft facial features before leaning down and pressing his lips gently against his forehead.

He stays there for a few seconds, letting himself enjoy the brief moment before he straightens, scurrying back to his door and leaving without waking the male up.

In a haste, Jeongguk is rushing back to the bathroom as fast as he could before he hears a shocked gasp. He freezes. Slowly, he turns around. Oh fuck I'm royally fucked oh no-

His eyes land on Jimin, who's staring at him with his eyes widened. Despite being caught, Jeongguk feels a little relieved that it's Jimin and not anyone else.

"H-hyung-"

Jimin walks forward, grabbing Jeongguk by his wrist and drags him forcefully down the hall towards his room. When they reach Jimin's door, he opens it and throws Jeongguk inside, quickly closing the door once he stepped in.

"Jimin what the hell was that for?" Jeongguk snaps, holding onto his towel that was threatening to fall tightly. Jimin glares at him, which makes Jeongguk gulp.

"Don't 'Jimin what the hell' me!" He says, pointing his small finger at Jeongguk accusingly. "Rather, what the fresh-fuck is that Jeongguk!?"

He gestures to the marks all over the younger, and Jeongguk just gulps. "I-I- hooked up with someone." He lies, but Jimin just scoffs.

"Bullshit. Those weren't there yesterday." He states, crossing his arms. "You must think I'm stupid. All of a sudden you run out of practice, and Taehyung runs after you, then neither of you come back, then I find you in bed with him?"

"Honestly Jeongguk, you guys aren't subtle." He finishes, shaking his head at the ravenette.

Jeongguk just gapes at him, his face turning redder and redder by the second. "I-I don't know w-what you're t-talking about," He stutters, though he doesn't know why he's lying. Jimin already knows. God, the other members probably know.

"Ggukie, why are you lying to me?" The blonde man asks, a look of hurt spread over his face. "You know you can trust me with anything."

Jeongguk takes in Jimin's sad face and sighs, sitting down on Jimin's bed with a squeak of pain before looking up at Jimin, biting his lip.

"I like Taehyung." He confesses, his face flushing with embarrassment. He might as well tell Jimin everything if anything at all.

"Yeah, no duh." Jimin says, a smile spreading over his face as he sits across from the younger on the bed.

"No, like really like him, like I would have his babies," Jeongguk stresses, trying to get his point through as much as possible.

"Jeongguk, I don't know if you know this, but you're a boy. Boys can't have babies." Jimin whispers, and Jeongguk hits him in the arm, making him laugh.

"Shut up." Jeongguk snaps, watching the older erupt with giggles. Once he calms down, he speaks again. "That doesn't explain yesterday though, spill the tea."

Jeongguk groans, not wanting to go into detail, but looking at Jimin's face, he knows that the older won't give up until he gets what he wants.

"Yesterday, he gave me a boner," He says bluntly, and Jimin gasps.

"A boner? That's why you ran out? What the hell, we were worried about you two when you didn't come back! Wait," He pauses, eyeing the younger suspiciously, "why didn't you come back?"

Jeongguk felt his mouth go dry, like he was chewing on cotton. He was beginning to get a cold sweat, which was not something he wanted to have after he just took a shower. "Uh, w-we, uh," He awkwardly made a hand gesture, which sent Jimin into coughs.

"Y'all fucked in the bathroom? Gross! I mean, I knew you guys fucked, but ew! Which stall? Why the bathroom?" He exclaimed, bombarding the younger with questions.

"You knew we fucked, huh?" Jeongguk inquired, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms over his chest.

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Well, it was more of a theory. But then he was in your bed, and now you've got," He gestures to Jeongguk's hickies and such, "these. So yeah, I been knew."

"Does anyone else know?" The ravenette asked, feeling nervousness creep up in his stomach. He really hoped no one else suspects anything, he didn't feel like being judged by the people he loved so much.

Jimin shakes his head. "No, everyone just thinks that you were sick and Taehyung brought you back here."

"But I don't see why you don't want them to know, I mean, we're your family-"

"I know you guys are like my family. But I just, don't want them to find out...like this. It'll freak them out." Jeongguk explains warily, cutting Jimin off.

"What will freak them out?" The older asks, and Jeongguk sighs.

"That I'm bi, and that I like Taehyung. They'll just get nervous and uncomfortable around me, and I can't deal with that."

Jimin's face expression softens, and a comforting smile appears on his lips as he takes the younger's hand in his own. "Ggukie, we won't be uncomfortable, look at me! I'm not, because I love and support you. Besides, you like Taehyung, not us."

"Exactly. I'm not supposed to look at any of you like that. You're my brothers for crying out loud!" Jeongguk groaned, bringing his hands to his face.

"You can't control who you like, Ggukie, you just have to accept it." The blonde says, rubbing comforting circles onto the younger's back.

"Yeah, I know, but still," He sighs, shaking his head. Bringing it all into perspective was making Jeongguk feel nauseas. Just the thought of the ones he loved, suddenly not loving him anymore made him want to sob. "This is wrong."

"It's not wrong at all." Jimin assures, smiling down at Jeongguk, effectively putting him a bit at ease. "So, how did you even start liking Taehyung anyway? Why not me?"

Jeongguk knew he was joking, but he still blushed, punching Jimin in the arm again. "Because, you aren't Taehyung."

"Awe~" Jimin gushed, poking Jeongguk's cheek. "I'm listening. Spill some more tea."

Jeongguk sighs. "Well, I first noticed the feeling when he dyed his hair silver, but the more I thought on it, the more I realized that the feeling was always there."

"When I first joined, Taehyung was the one who brought me out of my shell and made me feel comfortable with you guys,"

"Too comfortable, if you ask me." Jimin mumbles, making Jeongguk scoff.

"Anyway, he would always be there if anything was bothering me, and he'd always make me laugh, then I started craving his hugs, which I should've realized meant something but oh well." He ranted, his chest feeling tight and butterflies flying in his stomach.

"Hm, you two are good for eachother." Jimin said, a bright smile on his lips.

Jeongguk smiles tightly, his mood deflating a little. "We're not together though, we just fucked in a bathroom."

"And cuddled all night!" Jimin says, pushing Jeongguk's shoulder lightly. "Give it some time, Ggukie. Does he even know you like him?"

Jeongguk nods. "Yeah, he knows."

"See? That's a plus." The blonde smiles, giving Jeongguk's hand a reassuring squeeze. "So what're you gonna do?"

"What do you mean?" Jeongguk gave him a quizzical look, and Jimin sighed.

"I mean, what're you going to do about the situation? Are y'all gonna keep boning? 'Cause as your hyung, I need to protect your privacy."

Jeongguk's face caught fire. "N-no, I think that was a one t-time thing," He said honestly, ignoring the smirk on Jimin's face.

"So...if he asked you to fuck again, you'd say no?"

"Oh hell no, that's a fat yes."