**Author's Notes** 

During my official hiatus, I promised that I would continue to drop short stories on different platforms for my Diamonds to read while I am away. This is my first attempt at a canon fic since 2017. But AYS just really motivated me to write a few snippets of how their relationship works behind the scenes; from a Dawn perspective of course. I hope you like these short little snippets. This one will be delivered in 3 or 4 parts. I wanted to do something a little different with adding images to the text. There are so many thoughts and ideas that are sparked from their expressions and in my mind, I imagined what they were REALLY thinking when they weren't on camera. This will be a different presentation than my normal work on AO3, but I really, really hope you enjoy it. I'll be back soon to my regular style of writing on the AO3 platform, but for right now, please enjoy the whimsy of these simple yet erotic stories.

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Summary: 

Something about the fresh sea air of Jeju drives everyone crazy. With minds cloudy, bodies Horney and an insatiable appetites for more than just food, the Ace duo find themselves in a world of trouble. And it's trouble of their own making. 

Tags:

~ One Shot

~ NSFW (21+) 

~ Porn with Plot

~ Hurt/Comfort

~ Mild Angst

~ Canon and Canon divergent

~ Lies/Deceit/Betrayal

~ Everybody's Lips are Sealed

~ Graphic Sexual Content

~ Homosexuality

~ M/M

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Jimin swam through the warm salt water pool in search of his swimming trunks. He found them floating near the steps. He gathered them under his arm as he climbed out of the pool. Without haste he pulled the water-logged swim trunks haphazardly over his water-wrinkled skin. He tugged at his cock, trying to bounce it neatly in place within the inner netting. With a single hand he flipped the heavy carpet of wet hair from his forehead, causing a spray of water to race from the strands. Even before wrapping himself in one of the pool towels, he chose to grab a stiff hard drink.  The bottle of vintage Whiskey was right where they had left it; sitting on the pool side table. He took a shot and then another. The warmth of the liquid burned his throat, causing him to cough. As if he weren’t buzzed enough, the two hard shots pushed him firmly into the “drunk” category. The night was too wild. Being drunk was the only way to explain what had just happened. If anyone ever found out - he couldn’t bear to think about it. 

Warm pool water dripped from his nose as he gathered his nerves. He wrapped one of the large fluffy towels around his waist. Several teeth marks were scrawled along the tattoo on his back where he’d been attacked from behind. He could feel the sting of the bites as his towel rubbed against them. Small bruises on his neck and upper chest were the only evidence of the moment. 

Feeling subconscious, fidgety and flighty, he used his towel to cover all of it. He was the only one who had made it out of the pool. He was the only one who felt ashamed, embarrassed, terrified of what they had done. The other one, the partner in his hedonistic performance, still floated on his back, kicking up and down the length of the pool. While Jimin felt as if a scarlet ‘A’ had been burned into his skin, the other felt exhilarated, relieved, content and satisfied. 

“Put some clothes on. Hurry. Tae could come down here at any minute. And…and the staff is probably right next door. Oh shit, what did we do? What did we just do? Hurry, get out of the pool and cover yourself,” Jimin whispered in a rush.

Jeongguk floated towards the end of the pool where Jimin was standing. His cock was wilted and floating across his upper thigh. Jimin could see the red marks from his own fingerprints where they had marred Jeongguk’s skin. Once again he was mortified about what he had done to him. But in the heat of passion, he had lost his discernment, his ability to control his own body. It was a mistake, one that would never happen again. 

Jeongguk raised his long muscular arms and rotated them backwards, pulling the water in streams along his side as he backstroked to the opposite end of the pool. Despite Jimin pleading with him, he still refused to get out, still refused to get dressed, still refused to hide the deed.

He flippantly called to Jimin, “Now you want to hide? Now you want to pretend that nothing happened?”

“Jeongguk, please. Tae could come down here at any minute. I don’t even know where the camera crew went. This was reckless. We shouldn’t have…,”

“I removed all of the cameras. I’m a documentary maker too. Remember? I know all of their secrets. And you can calm down. None of the staff are here.”

Jimin pulled the towel up higher over his chest as if he were suddenly ashamed of his body, “You removed the cameras?”

“I wanted a night swim alone, so we could talk. We’ve been filmed for three straight days. We leave tomorrow. I just wanted a few minutes just you and me. I told Sejin that we wanted to be alone and he cleared the house. There’s no one here but me and you…and Tae.”

Jimin stared down into the pool as Jeongguk casually continued to float on his back. “Why are you being this way? Get out. Cover up. You act as if you want to get caught.”

“Get caught doing what? You’re standing over there trembling like you just robbed a bank, wearing that towel like a Priest. And I’m all the way over here, floating in the pool. What exactly would we get caught doing?”

“You’re naked!”

“You’ve seen me naked since we were teenagers. Why is this different? We lived together for ten years. Trust me, no one cares. No one will suspect anything as long as you calm down. If you’re so uncomfortable, go inside, shower and get dressed.”

“Jeonggukie please. This is different and you know it. The signs of what happened…are everywhere. Look at our bodies.”

Jeongguk looked down and saw the small bruises on his chest and waist. It finally struck him that maybe the scene was a little suspicious. Reluctantly, he agreed to get out. Waves of warm salt water slid over his shoulders and down the undulated curves of his back as he lifted himself from the pool. He shook his hair like a wet puppy before grabbing one of the large pool towels. He dried himself, but refused to get dressed.

He took two steps towards Jimin and smiled. His elder was glowing, despite his absolute freak-out, he was glowing. His entire body was wet, smooth, flawless like a fine piece of china. 

Jeongguk was moved to caress his cheek. “Are you ok? Did I hurt you? I mean are you…bleeding or anything…?” Jeongguk said shyly as he surveyed the little bits of Jimin’s body that weren’t covered by the fluffy towel.

Jimin made the fatal mistake of locking into Jeongguk’s eyes. There his gaze was affixed for what seemed like eternity, “No. I mean yes. I mean…I’m not hurt. I’m fine…just sore and a little confused and drunk.”

“You’re not confused. You’re not drunk. You know exactly what happened and why. I’m glad we finally got it out. We needed it. Jimin there’s only so long we can pretend that we…don’t have sexual feelings for each other. It’s been building for years. It all exploded tonight. We have nothing to be ashamed of. I’m glad it happened,” Jeongguk said naively.

“Are you insane? If anyone finds out what we did…,” Jimin raised his voice. The realization of what they had done was suddenly weighing upon his shoulders, crushing him. As the elder, it was his responsibility to stop things from going too far, but he didn’t, he couldn’t. He allowed all of it to happen. He felt so ashamed. Above all, he was terrified that at least some of what they did may have been caught on camera, “this could end our careers. Ruin our families. Ruin the group. You can’t walk around with your chest puffed out like this is some badge of honor. You should be ashamed, we should both be ashamed.”

Jeongguk snapped back, “I have nothing to be ashamed about. I’ve loved you for seven years. For seven years, I’ve waited to touch you like this, to kiss you and hold you in my arms. Tonight it happened and I will never apologize for it. I will never be ashamed of it.” Jeongguk removed his towel and stood naked in front of Jimin as he continued his soliloquy. “We need to get this out into the open. We need to tell everyone. Our brothers will understand. Our families will understand. We just have to talk about it, maturely. Everyone around us loves us.”

Jimin looked down, eyes sweeping the rocky ground. He glanced over at the fire pit and released a defeated chuckle. “You live in a fantasy world. This was a mistake, Jeonggukie. Don’t you understand? We can’t tell anyone. We can’t confess to being…,”

“...being what Jimin? Say it!” Jeongguk pressed. With his wet naked body glistening under the pool lights, he challenged his elder turned lover and dared him to say the words.

“We can’t confess to having done this,” Jimin couldn’t bring himself to say it. “You have to promise to keep this between us. You can’t tell anyone what happened here tonight. Jeonggukie…please?”

“You felt so good. Everything felt so right. Why can’t you say it Jimin? Why can’t you just admit that you love me?”

“BECAUSE I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO LOVE YOU! Not like this…not like this.” Jimin screamed. He quickly lowered his voice, “You’re my brother, my best friend. That’s the love that we share, that’s the love that we have to hold on to. That’s the love that stays within boundaries.”

“And that love is important and it will always be there, but you can’t just ignore the other love we feel. The love that isn’t brotherly, the love that…made us do what we just did.”

“Listen to me, that other thing…that other kind of love…the love that burns in my chest and purifies my soul, the love that feeds my heart until it wants to burst open, the love that makes me feel invincible, the love that makes me want to spend the rest of my days sleeping next to you, the love that makes me feel like nothing else in the world matters but you, the love that is driving me to the front lines of the DMZ just so that I can be with you…that love must be buried because it will ruin the lives of everyone around us. And if we don’t snap out of this and get our clothes on and get away from each other, we’re going to get caught. Because the proof of what we just did in that swimming pool is written on both of our faces. FUCK, Jeongguk we have to hide this. We have to walk away from this like it never happened. Tell me you understand.”

And there it was, the first time that Jimin had truly confessed everything he was feeling. Jeongguk savored every word, despite how difficult he knew it had been for Jimin to confess it. “Is that really how I make you feel?” Jeongguk questioned without agreeing to Jimin’s request.

Jimin was truthful, even though he knew that it would destroy his argument, “It’s how you’ve always made me feel, since I was seventeen years old. Ending up here together should have been predicted years ago. I feel like I betrayed you. I’m supposed to protect you, take care of you. I’m your hyung. I’m not supposed to fall in love.”

“You have taken care of me. You have protected me, you still do. But more and more everyday, you treat me like your lover, even though your brain tells you otherwise. Did it ever occur to you that I’m your soulmate? That’s why you’ve fallen in love. I’m twenty-six years old. I’m not some innocent bystander who just allowed all of this to happen. I have just as much control as you do.”

“You can’t choose me. A world where we are together - doesn’t exist. You don’t have that choice. Tell me you understand. Tell me you understand, please.”

“My mother called,” Jeongguk added - off topic.

Jimin was agitated, “Your mother?” He hated when Jeongguk skillfully avoided difficult conversations by changing the subject.

“Yea. She wanted to know if you were coming home with me for Chuseok. She knew we were filming together.”

“She wants me to come home with you?”

“Just for a visit.” Jeongguk sighed, “She knows. I told her everything about us.”

“You shouldn’t have told her anything. There’s nothing to tell, we don’t want her to get the wrong idea.”

“There’s a lot to tell. And I’m tired of hiding it.”

“What exactly did you tell her?”

“How I feel about you. And how you feel about me. Why do you think she wants you to come around so much these days? She likes you Jimin. She loves the idea of you being with me.”

Jimin looked back towards Jeongguk with incredulity, “She’s kinda’ always liked me. I’m definitely her favorite,” he laughed.

“You think the world would be against us if they knew the truth. I think the world already knows the truth. We seem to be the only ones who need to catch up.” Jeongguk grabbed his swim trunks and pulled them on. Much to Jimin’s relief.

“I’ve got news for you, the world is not that kind.” Jimin turned to face him, “You really live your life by your instincts, don’t you?”

“Yes, and for about ten glorious minutes, so did you. Your instincts told you to ride me in that pool. Even though your brain tried to fight you to the death.”

Jimin’s eyes bulged, “Shhh, don’t say those words. Someone may hear you.” He rushed to cover Jeongguk’s mouth with his hand.

“I love you,”  Jeongguk mumbled from beneath Jimin’s short fingers that were pressed against his lips.

“Don’t say that Jeonggukie.” 

“And it’s because I love you that I promise to keep this between us…for now. Nobody has to know what happened here, at least not until you’re ready to talk.”

Jimin sighed with relief. He had suddenly gotten through to his stubborn fuck buddy. “Good. Happy to know that you’ve come to your senses.”

But of course Jeongguk and his antagonistic nature couldn’t completely let it go, “Tell me it was good though.”

“Jeongguk!”

“Tell me…,” Jeongguk stepped several paces closer. “Did it hurt a lot? Could you feel all of me? Did I last long enough?”

“Yes to every single one of those fucking questions. Especially the hurting part. But, it was…incredible. You’re right, it felt natural like two puzzle pieces fitting together. I didn’t even know that I could do that. I mean…it’s been a while.”

“If you tell me your first time was with Taemin, I will vomit in the pool, I swear to God,” Jeongguk teased.

Jimin burst into laughter.

“No, it was not. And trust me, that’s not a conversation you’re ready for - at least not tonight,” Jimin teased. 

“I don’t care about your past…although I am curious.”

“I never imagined our first time would be like this, under these circumstances…with Tae upstairs.” Jimin shrugged.

“You’ve thought about our first time?”

Jimin shook his head, realizing what he’d said, “I talk too damn much. Forget I said that. Hungry? I can fix some ramyeon.” Jimin turned to walk towards the kitchen but Jeongguk grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

“Don’t run, you can’t run from this. I made you a promise, now you have to make me one.”

Jimin untangled his wrist from Jeongguk’s powerful grip. But instead of pulling away, he slid the meat of his palm down Jeongguk’s wrist until it landed along the tips of his fingers. He squeezed, closing the full  length of his extended fingers around Jeongguk’s large hand, “What do you want me to promise?”

Jeongguk wasn’t sure if Jimin’s embrace was intentional or not, but it was a definite show of intimacy. “You have to promise that you’re not going to let any of this change things between us. I know we’re both shocked about how fast this all unraveled, but we can’t let it affect us negatively. At least not while we’re filming this show. We can’t be awkward with each other, we can’t change the dynamic. Not only would it ruin the show but…it would ruin me.”

“Oh Jeonggukie,” Jimin took a seat in front of the fire pit. He leaned over, resting his face within his hands. “This show was a bad idea. I know we meant well, I know we wanted to give something special to the fans before we enlist. But maybe escaping to all of these romantic destinations tempted fate a little too much. Traveling alone with you was risky from the start. Ever since our first kiss in Tokyo seven years ago, we knew the potential for falling in love was bubbling just beneath the surface of our supposed brotherhood.”

 Jeongguk found a seat next to Jimin. He held his hands up to feel the warmth from the fire pit, “This trip and this show has untangled seven years worth of emotional rope that we worked hard to keep knotted. It’s shown us who we really are.”

“Love kind of pops when you’re laying in each other’s arms, watching the sunset,” Jimin added. “We have to act normal, act normal. No deep gazes or soft touches. Normal.”

Jeongguk laughed, “If we try to act normal, everyone will know that something has changed. And that brings me back to my point. Be yourself. You have to be yourself. Things got physical, sure, but you’re still my best friend. That part hasn’t changed. We can’t lose that.”

Jimin’s mind was racing. He shook his head with reflection, “We took a chance with this fucking show, we thought we could keep it together. We didn’t.” He stared into the pool, watching the reflection of their shirtless bodies. 

“We’re human, shit happens,” Jeongguk said supportively. “How we recover is what matters.”

“We just accidentally fucked in the middle of a  swimming pool while filming a reality show. How exactly do we recover from that?”

“I don’t know.” Jeongguk laughed. 

“Why are you suddenly so irresistibly attractive?” Jimin asked.

“I could ask you the same question. Maybe it’s the sea air of Jeju. It unlocks our sexappeal.”

“Ah yes, that must be it.” Jimin laughed, but his laughter was cut short when he felt a sharp pain. “Damnit, I’m really sore. You certainly left your mark inside of me.” He shifted his position, sitting was uncomfortable.

“I left a lot of stuff inside of you.”

Jimin blushed. His mind wandered to filthy places. 

Most of Jeongguk’s seed had been washed away in the warm salt water of the swimming pool. Sadly, he didn’t get to keep much of his lover’s deposit inside of him. He bit his lip and clenched his eyes closed. He felt guilty for even thinking about it. All of it was just so inappropriate. He shifted again and leaned forward towards the warm fire pit. That’s when he felt the sharp pain in his ass again. “Shit,” he complained.

Jeongguk noticed Jimin’s discomfort, “About that, are you sure you’re ok? Do we maybe need to consider going to…a doctor? I didn’t exactly know what I was doing and I…,”

“I knew what you were doing and you did it very well. I’m fine. This is just something that comes with the territory. And going to the doctor for this is completely unnecessary. No activities tomorrow, let’s just eat and take it easy. A little rest and I’ll be back to normal in a few hours.”

“I’ll be better, gentler, more prepared next time,” Jeongguk said sweetly.

“Oh Jeonggukie.” Jimin closed his eyes and shook his head. “There can never be a next time. How many times do I have to say that?”

Jeongguk didn't like the thought of never making love to Jimin again. So he ignored him, "Eating sounds good. I have a special beef stew recipe that I plan to cook for you tomorrow. We can lay around and just hang out with Tae after he gets back from golf."

"We can't do it again. Tell me you heard me."

Jimin’s comment went unacknowledged. Instead Jeongguk placed his hand on the elder’s knee. Sitting side by side, he wrapped his left arm around Jimin’s shoulders and pulled him closer. He crawled the fingers of his right hand beneath Jimin's towel and beneath the water logged swim trunks; traveling until his fingertips reached Jimin’s bare skin. Using only his index finger, he found Jimin’s warm shaft and rubbed the underside. 

“You didn’t cum while we were…,”

“That doesn’t matter…,” Jimin closed his eyes once again. He tried to gather the courage to push Jeongguk’s hand away. “I don’t deserve to get pleasure from this. It’s wrong. So it doesn’t matter.”

“It matters to me.” Several more fingers wrapped around Jimin’s cock. Jeongguk closed his hand into a fist, locking Jimin’s achy shaft inside of it.

The veins in Jimin’s cock filled with blood and grew ridgid just under the skin, causing yet another erection. But instead of jumping to pull Jeongguk’s hand away, he cupped it, trapping it there inside of his swim trunks. He found the younger’s eyes; they were bright and clear like pools of water. He could see his own reflection within them; along with his pleasured expression as the younger began to stroke him heavily. Wordlessly, Jimin gave him permission to keep going. As the pleasure grew, he fell forward with his forehead against Jeongguk’s chin. He used both hands to grip Jeongguk’s wrist, desperate to control his strokes and move his hand faster. 

“I’m cumming,” Jimin gave a soft warning.

“Shhh.”

He watched the rise and fall of his swim trunks as Jeongguk’s hand moved like a possessed creature underneath them. It only took a few seconds for his powerful grip to bring Jimin to orgasm. Cum squirted from his tip as he shivered into a quiet climax. With the parting of his lips, he moaned delicately as if sipping a satisfying glass of wine. He could feel the dampness inside of the netting of his shorts. Once again, he was deeply embarrassed when he realized how much fluid he’d released into Jeongguk’s hand.

The sound of footsteps behind them were coupled with Tae’s groggy voice, “There you guys are. Something’s wrong with the cameras. All of them are off. I noticed it when I woke up to go to the restroom. Do you know what happened?” Tae rubbed his eyes as he tried to get his bearings. 

Jeongguk’s hand was still firmly wrapped around Jimin’s cock. His arm was so deeply embedded in Jimin’s swim trunks, that only half of it was visible. 

And Jimin hadn’t had a single moment’s breath between bursting a wet nut in his shorts and being confronted by Tae about the cameras. The two were caught in a precarious situation; one that didn’t give brotherly vibes at all. It was exactly as Jimin had feared; getting caught doing something they shouldn’t.  

Tae’s eyes quickly scanned the two. He immediately noticed Jeongguk’s hand inside of Jimin’s shorts. Something wasn’t right, “What’s going on? You two…ok?”

“Flip that switch behind you. I think we had a power outage. That’s probably what happened to the cameras,” Jeongguk’s suggestion was credible. It was an attempt to divert Tae’s attention long enough for him to get his hand out of Jimin’s swim shorts.

Tae glanced quickly at the light switch, but his eyes returned to the scene of the crime. “Answer my question. What are you two doing?”

Jimin dropped his towel over his lap, “Fix the camera, please Tae. Sejin and the crew are away so…,”

Mercifully, Tae stepped inside and flipped the switch. He wasn’t stupid, however. He realized that Jeongguk’s suggestion was just a stalling tactic to allow them time to recover from whatever the fuck was happening between them. He fiddled with the switches, taking much more time than needed.

While Tae’s back was turned. Jeongguk quickly removed his hand, but it was covered in Jimin’s cum. It was yet another layer to the already complicated predicament. He licked some of it from his fingers before wiping the rest of it on the fluffy beach towel.

“What are you doing?” Jimin scolded him with a hard whisper.

“Getting rid of the evidence,” Jeongguk quipped.

Tae walked back over to the firepit. He stared between them, heart thumping madly. He wanted an explanation for what they were doing, but their reticence with giving him one, only made him more uncomfortable.

“It didn’t work. The lights are still off on each of the kitchen cameras,” Tae explained. “What the hell is going on here?”

“Calm down,” Jeongguk snapped. “I can fix the cameras. Probably just a glitch. I’ll take care of it.”

The few moments of stalling gave Jimin time to come up with an explanation, “You went to bed so early. You know me and him are night owls. We were wide awake so we decided to take another swim…and…uh I got a cramp. A terrible cramp. You know how my knee can get when I overwork myself. Too much jumping and swimming I guess.”

“I rubbed it out for him. That’s all you saw. There was nothing weird about it. I seem to be the designated massage therapist around here. Just like I massaged your neck yesterday, remember? Both of you are always injuring yourselves and I’m the one who has to take care of you,” Jeongguk made an attempt at a joke. 

Everything they were saying was plausible. For ten years all seven of the members had climbed all over each other because that’s what brothers did. Rough housing and massages were nothing new. 

However Tae’s instincts told him that this was different. They were lying. He wanted to believe them, he truly wanted to believe that he had not walked in on anything sexual. But he knew what he saw. His mind raced. He couldn’t really process what it meant. 

For years and years the other members spoke about the dangers of how close Jimin and Jeongguk were. Namjoon and Yoongi even warned that they were falling in love. But their work never suffered, so it all remained just speculation. Even management wondered out loud if the two had feelings for each other. Rumor was that Bang had called them into the office to interrogate them about what was going on. But Tae always summed up the rumors as baseless nonsense. Jimin and Jeongguk were his best friends and he knew them better than anyone - or so he thought. 

Tae had to admit that maturity and time precluded the three of them from being as close as they once were. Tae was no longer the confidant that he had been when they were kids. He established his own friends and his own romantic relationships. The three didn’t talk as much as they once did. He wondered if somehow, he had simply missed the signs. Or maybe he didn’t want to see the signs. 

So much went through his head. There were girlfriend rumors for both of them, even fuzzy videos from stalkers. Tae had spoken in depth to both of them about it and they both adamantly denied ever being with women. But Tae always thought they were just protecting their privacy - even from him. He never once considered that the two of them may be involved with each other. It never crossed his mind, until his eyes finally fed him the truth. 

Tae reflected on when the change to their dynamic was first noticed. It was after their solo trip to Tokyo in 2017 when the whispers began. The moment they returned, they were different. The two became inseparable; sharing hotel rooms on tour, spending private time at each other’s apartments, visiting each other’s families for holidays, even applying for the buddy enlistment for military service. But it was always under the guise of friendship, nothing more. In retrospect, it was clear that Jimin and Jeongguk’s relationship was suddenly more intense and exclusive. 

He surveyed them sitting there. Their attempts at looking casual only made the truth more evident. He clenched his fists and worked his jaw. Tae didn’t know what infuriated him more; the lying or the relationship. A few moments of reflection made him realize that it was the relationship that angered him the most. If he hadn’t walked in on them, what would have happened? Or had it already happened? How long had it been happening? How could they be so careless? So stupid? So selfish? He didn’t know. But he knew they were lying about everything. It suddenly dawned on him why the cameras were off. And why Sejin and the entire crew and all of the managers were nowhere to be found. The two of them had purposely sent everyone away in order to spend private time together even though he was sleeping upstairs. Tae felt sick. He calmed himself enough to address them.

“A cramp? You had your entire arm down the front of his pants and all over his dick, in order to rub out a cramp - that was in his knee?”

“Who’s hungry? Tae, me and Jeongguk were just about to make some ramyeon. Want some?” Jimin changed the subject. His swim trunks were still full of cum. He stood gingerly, minding the pain in his ass while praying that dollops of his cum didn’t drip from his shorts in front of Tae.

Tae noticed Jimin’s limping but it didn’t seem related to his knee. He feared the worst. Had the two of them gone further than he imagined? Had it happened right there in the house? He was so angry that he couldn’t contain it. “No, I don’t want any damn ramyeon. I’m going to bed. I have an early tee time with the Wooga squad tomorrow. You know, my real friends, who don’t ever see a need to lie to me.”

“Tae…,” Jeongguk tried to intervene to set the record straight.

“Nope. No more lies. I don’t want to hear it. Whatever is going on between you two is between you two. But I will warn you, there is a live fucking show being filmed here. If anything gets caught on camera, it will be disastrous for all of us, not just you. There are six other members and their families who need to be considered. Our Disney contract is worth millions. Don’t fuck it up.” Tae angrily stormed back into the house.

“My God. What just happened?” Jeongguk said nervously.

Jimin covered his face with his hands, “We were busted. That’s what just happened.”

“Think he’ll tell anyone what he saw?”

“No…because he’s our best friend.”

“But we do have to deal with him, Jimin.”

“Not right now though. He’s too angry. Plus he does have to get up early tomorrow,” Jimin advised.

“Jimin, I’m sorry. You tried to warn me…,”

“It’s ok. It’s ok. I allowed it. I should have stopped you, but the truth is, I love being touched by you. Especially that way.” Jimin walked around the fire pit again. “Oh Jk, we’ve made a mess. How do we fix this?” Jimin’s eyes wilted, he was distraught.

“I really…don’t know.” Jeongguk placed both arms around Jimin’s waist, “But whatever the answer is, we’ll find it together.”

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[To Be Continued Read Part Two Here....]

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