XII
EntwinedJin and Jimin's feet slightly touched as the two were spread out on the couch, the sound of shooting from the movie echoing throughout the house. Jin rested his head against the arm of the couch, subconsciously flitting eyes back and forth from the television to the body next to him. The part where they touched left a tingling sensation and a spread of warmth in his body. Jin was analyzing his every movement, from the way Jimin's eyes would crinkle as he laughed at the movie or when he jittered with excitement.
"By the way," Jin started, noticing Jimin instantly snapping his attention to him. "Don't you have better things to do than hang out with the elderly?" He joked that left an awkward atmosphere afterwards.
"Elderly?" Jimin scrunched his face up in a cute manner that twisted Jin's guts violently. "Hyung, you're not old!"
"I'm three years older than you, of course it makes me feel old." Jin playfully nudged the other with his foot. The younger pouted which made all the air rush out of Jin's lungs. Under the blanket, he pinched himself tightly on his thigh to remind himself that he couldn't do this. It feels like taking advantage of him.
"Jin Hyung?"
Jin awkwardly let out a nervous laugh at being caught in his inner turmoil. Jimin was staring at him with big round eyes filled with concern and full of that young innocence. He winced internally and quickly gestured to the TV. "Let's continue watching, okay?" Jin hated how clumsy the words came out. He faced the other way, feeling Jimin's stare linger on him.
"You're weird, Hyung."
"So what is your role?" Jungkook questioned, falling down onto the bed as Taehyung stripped his shirt off. He unabashedly stared at the ripped chest and expansion of skin, clearly not paying enough attention to the conversation. The training for the day had just ended so sweat flecked the skin.
The other, unaware, rumbled through his drawers for another shirt. "I'm just a part of the frontline. I take out anybody I see first."
Jungkook bit his lip in worry. It sounded very dangerous. He rolled onto his stomach and rested his head in his palm. "Will you be alright though?". Taehyung spun around to stare at his f
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