Jimin was squished in between Jungkook, Taehyung, Hoseok, and Jin. The group of men had embraced each other as they were preparing to depart.
All of Jimin’s gifts had been moved into Jimin’s house the moment they arrived there. “Thank you guys,” Jimin beamed as the men reluctantly let each other go.
“Get well soon, Jimin,” Jin smiled as Jungkook and Taehyung nodded their heads. Jungkook and Taehyung slid back into the car as Jin walked toward the driver seat.
“Hyung!” Hoseok called out, causing Jin to turn around.
Jungkook and Taehyung smushed their faces against the glass window as they tried to eavesdrop on the pair.
“I won’t forget about today. Thank you,” Hoseok warm heartedly smiled as he watched Jin’s lips curl upward.
“You’re welcome. Make sure you take care of Jimin!” Jin chuckled as he opened the car door and hopped into his seat.
Hoseok’s arm rested on Jimin’s shoulder as they watched Jin’s car rev to life. Suddenly, the backseat window rolled down, revealing Jungkook’s bunny smile.
“Bye, hyungs!” Jungkook giggled as Jin’s car drove off.
“Bye!” Jimin squealed as Hoseok waved his hand in the air.
Once Jin’s car was out of sight, Hoseok lifted Jimin into his arms as if he was his bride. A surprised yelp escaped Jimin’s lips as he stared up at Hoseok with rosy cheeks.
Suddenly, Hoseok began to plant kisses all over Jimin’s face as he walked into the house. Jimin wrapped his arms around Hoseok’s neck as Hoseok closed the front door with his foot.
Carefully, Hoseok placed Jimin down onto the couch. After planting a kiss on Jimin’s plump lips, Hoseok pulled away from Jimin.
“I’m going to go make you lunch. Just sit down and rest,” Hoseok cooed as he turned the television on.
After handing Jimin the remote, Hoseok grabbed the bulky folder off the counter and entered the kitchen, leaving Jimin alone.
Jimin’s finger traced his lips as his face turned a sweet shade of pink.
He was a little disappointed that Hoseok had teased him with just a meer kiss. However, Jimin was extremely hungry now that he thought about it.
His disappointment quickly turned to gratitude as he heard the sound of pots moving in the kitchen. With a smile on his face, Jimin turned the television on.
“Thank you, hyung!” Jungkook giggled as Taehyung waved behind him.
“Thank you,” Taehyung nervously called out as he watched Jin’s black BMW drive away.
Once the car turned the corner, Jungkook turned around and began to unlock the front door. Taehyung puffed his cheeks as he waited for Jungkook.
The click of the front door opening made Taehyung sigh as he immediately ran toward Jungkook’s bedroom. Jungkook tilted his head as he followed Taehyung to the room.
There Taehyung was sprawled out on the bed as he flailed his arms and legs.
“Taehyung, you’ll hurt your arm!” Jungkook gasped as he ran toward Taehyung. As soon as those words left Jungkook’s mouth, Taehyung’s body ceased shaking as he sighed loudly.
“I can’t believe that happened,” Taehyung murmured as he sat back up, placing his casted arm in the sling.
Jungkook stared at Taehyung with furrowed brows as he tried to figure out what he was talking about. “Jin probably thinks I’m a weirdo,” Taehyung frowned as he hid his face behind his hand.
Immediately, Jungkook ran toward Taehyung and wrapped his arm around him. “Don’t worry, hyung. Jin doesn’t think that. Besides, it isn’t your fault!” Jungkook assured Taehyung.
Taehyung’s head shot up as he stared at the younger. “I’m the one that brought you into the car. I should’ve waited till we got home,” Jungkook pouted as his cheeks turned red.
“It’s not just your fault,” Taehyung murmured as he struggled to contain eye contact with Jungkook. Jungkook’s brow lifted as he stared at Taehyung’s blushed filled face.
“I couldn’t wait either,” Taehyung chuckled as he finally made eye contact with Jungkook.
Jungkook’s eyes turned into crescents as his bunny smile enveloped his face. His soft lips landed on Taehyung’s cheeks as tiny giggles emitted from Taehyung’s lips.
“Taehyungie, you’re so cute,” Jungkook cooed as he brought him close to his chest. “Should I put frosting on my lips too?” Taehyung chuckled.
Immediately, Jungkook’s head sprung up as he looked down at Taehyung with a devious smirk. Taehyung’s eyes widened as Jungkook lowered Taehyung onto the bed.
“You don’t need frosting, hyung. Your lips are already sweet,” Jungkook muttered before he placed his lips on Taehyung’s.
The taste of red velvet frosting lingered on Jungkook’s lips as their lips unlocked each other. Jungkook gently nipped Taehyung’s bottom in order to ask for entrance.
Without hesitation, Taehyung parted his lips, allowing Jungkook in. Their tongues pressed against each other as Jungkook’s hands began to trace Taehyung’s waist.
Taehyung clasped onto Jungkook’s shirt as Jungkook’s lips moved down to his collarbone. Pink marks were left by Jungkook as Taehyung’s breath became labored.
However, Taehyung’s button up shirt began to serve as a burden. The red button up shirt was hiding Taehyung’s caramel skin from Jungkook.
Immediately, Jungkook began to unbutton Taehyung’s shirt.
A small grunt escaped Taehyung’s mouth as he felt Jungkook’s fingers brush against his bare chest. Jungkook began to kiss Taehyung’s stomach as he pulled Taehyung’s shirt off.
However, the shirt seemed to be caught onto something. Immediately, Jungkook’s head shot up, revealing his furrowed brows.
His lips pressed together as he noticed that the shirt was caught on Taehyung’s arm cast.
His eyebrows arched upward as he lifted himself off of Taehyung.
“Sorry, hyung. I forgot,” Jungkook shyly giggled as he rubbed the back of his neck. Jungkook didn’t want to hurt Taehyung again.
He had promised himself that he would hold himself back until Taehyung was fully recovered. However, two months seemed like an eternity to Jungkook.
Often, Jungkook found himself forgetting that Taehyung was even sporting an arm cast.
As Jungkook stared at the ground, Taehyung placed his hand on Jungkook’s own. Jungkook stared at the older with wide eyes.
Taehyung revealed his boxy smiled as his finger rubbed Jungkook’s hand.
“It’s okay, Kookie. You don’t have to hold yourself back,” Taehyung assured Jungkook.
“But, hyung, I-”
“I miss your touch,” Taehyung shyly murmured as his cheeks turned a bright hue of red.
Jungkook’s dimples revealed as he stared down at Taehyung. The pair got lost in each other’s eyes as time seemed to freeze.
No one and nothing could ever make this euphoric feeling disappear between the couple. Only they had the power to make it grow. Their love helped make all of their worries disappear.
“Hyung!” Jungkook sang as he threw himself onto Taehyung.
Hoseok pulled Jimin’s sleeping body close to him as the moon danced across the bed. His fingers ran through Jimin’s damp hair as the smell of strawberries filled his nose.
He swore that he had dried Jimin’s hair thoroughly, but apparently he hadn’t been thorough enough. Jimin’s soft breaths hit against Hoseok’s chest as he pulled the cover over Jimin completely.
The last thing he wanted to occur was Jimin catching a cold because of is damp hair.
Jimin’s fingers grasped around Hoseok’s shirt as he wiggled in his sleep. Hoseok’s cheeks warmed up as he stared down at his beautiful angel.
He was glad that he was able to share this moment with Jimin. The bear that Jin had bought Jimin rested on the edge of the bed as it stared at Hoseok.
Mockingly, Hoseok stuck his tongue out as he stared back at the bear. Jimin could have chosen to cuddle with the bear, but he had chosen Hoseok.
That trivial choice had made Hoseok’s heart melt.
He stared out the window and watched the stars twinkle in the sky as the moon peered down on the couple. The stillness of the night put Hoseok at ease as a smile crept across his face.
He was looking forward to staying at Jimin’s house. It would mean that he would be able to spend more time with his beloved. Also, he would be able to touch up on his cooking skills.
Jimin seemed to enjoy the lunch and dinner that Hoseok had prepared for the both of them.
Jimin’s stuffed cheeks floated through Hoseok’s head as he remembered the muffled thanks that Jimin had giggled. There was no place that Hoseok would rather be.
He bent down and placed his lips on Jimin’s forehead.
“I love you,” Hoseok murmured as he slowly closed his eyes.