“I’m going to the bathroom,” Jimin announces, temporary stopping the game.

“Okay?” Hoseok nods in amusement.

Taehyung smiles at his friend briefly, before looking at Jungkook again, awaiting the no doubt ridiculous dare that he'll soon cough up.

“I'll come with you,” Yoongi says.

The other's stare as the two leave. Hoseok frowns upon seeing Yoongi's hand at Jimin's lower back, but has to pull away his eyes when he hears Taehyung complain about something and Jungkook laughing like an evil bunny.

It's probably nothing, he thinks, focusing his attention on the game.

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“Eh… Hyung?” Jimin looks at the older questioningly after closing the bathroom door behind him. His hand are sweaty, despite the fact that he just washed them.

Yoongi looks him in the eye, looks at his slightly messy hair, at his smooth tan skin covered in that almost see through shirt. If only Hoseok knew it's all his…

But Jimin doesn't want him to know. And evidently, he doesn't even want his closest friends to know either. But that's okay, Yoongi thinks, hovering closer and caressing his boyfriend’s cheek. They don't have to know.

But Jimin does.

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