Cycle 16

Yoongi looks at Jungkook making out with his boyfriend in the corner of the bar. He has been keeping his eyes on the said boy the moment the boy stepped into the bar. Yoongi gnaws on his bottom lips in irritation. His heart burns in jealously. Jungkook pulls his boyfriend closer and he places his hand at the back of his boyfriend’s neck. Jungkook’s boyfriend places his hands on Jungkook’s hips and pulls away from the kiss to catch his breath.

Pfft, couldn’t even last for 5 seconds. How sad. I bet could make Jungkook breathless. Yoongi mutters under his breath. He wipes the glass rougher than necessary.

Jungkook moves his mouth down to at his boyfriend’s jaw first, the neck and then finally the collarbone. Surely, it would leave marks. If it weren’t for the blasting music currently playing, Yoongi swears he could probably hear Jungkook’s boyfriend . Shamelessly.

“You’re going to break the glass, hyung” says Hoseok, his co-worker. Yoongi sets the glass down and glares at Hoseok. “What’s even worst is that you’re going to burn a hole at that kid’s forehead if you stare any longer”

If there’s anyone who would miss the cue from Yoongi to shut the off, it’s certainly Jung Hoseok.

“Shut up, Hoseok. Don’t you have any customers to serve?”

“Why don’t you just tell him you have his name, hyung?” Count it on Jung Hoseok, too, to avoid Yoongi’s question and push Yoongi to his limit. Yoongi groans loudly. Frustration is eating him up.

“He’s a lone soul, Hoseok. He doesn’t belong to anyone,” Yoongi voice gets softer, “he can be with anyone he wants.”

“But I bet he would rather be with someone who has his name.” Hoseok says then walks away to serve the customers.

Yoongi looks back at Jungkook and somehow he is alone. His boyfriend probably went to bathroom or something. Jungkook was looking around before their eyes meet. At the same moment, Yoongi feels comfortable warmth pooling at his stomach and wrist. It’s very soothing and he wonders if Jungkook can feel it too. The way Jungkook looks at him with his doe eyes and the way Jungkook’s beauty never fails to radiate even in the dimly lit room, make him look utterly breathtaking to Yoongi.

“Jungkook?” Jungkook turns his head to the voice; breaking his stare with the bartender.

“Yeah?”

“You were zooning out. What were you looking at?” his boyfriend turns his head to the direction Jungkook was staring earlier. Jungkook does the same.

No one is there. The previous bartender is no longer there and Jungkook doesn’t understand why his heart sinks.

“Nah, don’t worry about it. It’s nothing, Jimin” Jungkook murmurs.