Needless to say, the night hadn’t gone exactly as planned and Jimin never even seen Hani come home before he was driven back to his own home by her older brother. God, why was he so stupid?! How could he get drunk with his girlfriend’s sibling then try and get said sibling to touch him? He had sobered up pretty quickly after the whole incident and Yoongi rejecting his advances (which was probably for the best, god knows he’d end up feeling like worse than he already did if he cheated on Hani with her brother). Though…there was just something about Yoongi that Jimin couldn’t put a finger on. It was like, the elder made him want to be bad, to be submissive in ways he’d never even dreamed of. Hell, he’d never even thought of being with another boy until he came along! Was it so bad? Did he deserve punishment or karma raining down on him for his impure thoughts of the older man? Either way, it wasn’t right to do in reality. He had a girlfriend and there was no way Yoongi was without someone of his own, Jimin was absolutely sure of it, no one that handsome couldn’t have girls or guys alike swooning over them, right? He sighed softly, snuggling deeper into his sweatshirt that was way too hot for his state at the moment (he didn’t know alcohol made you hot, weird) and peeked out from it slightly to glance over at Yoongi who sat driving in the driver seat; his eyes traced the man’s sharp but somehow still delicate seeming features. He didn’t realize how long he had been star