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Somewhere Only We Know

A few hours prior to Audaire waking the members.

POV is third person.

"The producer sent over the final cut of 'Strange'," Yoongi announces. "I'm gonna show Namjoon-ah."

"No, Hyung. Don't leave," begs Jimin, caging Yoongi in with his legs. "I wanna cuddle a bit longer."

"Cuddle with Jin hyung."

"Will you?" Jimin asks Seokjin, jutting his bottom lip out.

"Yeah, sure," Seokjin replies. "The floor is starting to hurt my back anyway."

Yoongi manages to wiggle out of Jimin's clutches, and Seokjin takes his spot on the bed. Jimin immediately swings his leg over Seokjin, nuzzling close to the eldest member.

"Can't wait to hear the album," Taehyung smiles.

"Soon," he smiles in return before leaving the room, shutting the door on the way out.

With the warmth of Seokjin's body, it doesn't take long for Jimin's lids to grow heavy, shortly finding himself yawning uncontrollably. He isn't sure when (or if) Yoongi is coming back, so he allows himself to fall asleep with the memories of the past afternoon flashing in his mind. It had been a while since he's had that kind of fun. He just hopes that he washed out all of the chlorine so his bleach blonde hair doesn't turn green.

Seokjin decided that when Yoongi comes to bed, he's going to make him sleep on the floor. It's only fair, right? Move your feet, lose your seat. Or whatever that saying is. Although Yoongi might seek revenge while Seokjin is sleeping, it's a risk he's willing to take. He's tired of his joints popping every time he moves.

He passes out directly after Jimin, leaving Taehyung and Hoseok the only ones awake. The two assume by this point that Yoongi is staying with Namjoon and Jungkook on the futon. They aren't ready to go to bed yet, so as Hoseok mindlessly scrolls on TikTok, Taehyung watches his screen, his head resting on Hoseok's shoulder.

"Who do you think will fuck tonight?" Taehyung asks out of the blue.

Hoseok snorts. "I hope no one."

"What if Yoongi hyung and Namjoon hyung are? It really sounded like Yoongi hyung wanted to screw him last night."

"He was joking," Hoseok laughs. "Plus, Jungkook-ah is out there. They wouldn't mess around while he's in the same bed."

"I don't know. Yoongi hyung seems a little freaky."

He doesn't respond.

"Is he freaky?" Taehyung pries.

"Yah! Why're asking me?"

"Because you guys were literally in a relationship."

"We're in one now too."

"I meant a monogamous one, Hyung. All those years ago."

The corners of Hoseok's mouth turn up, reminiscing on his and Yoongi's time together back in the day. Him giving Yoongi private dance lessons, their after-practice ramen dates, their walks at the Han River every Sunday night, preparing for the grueling week ahead, and sly sex in weird-ass places because they shared a one-bedroom dorm with five other boys.

Hoseok occasionally longs for those days, but he probably wouldn't change the outcome if given the chance. His life wouldn't be the same without that painful breakup. He wouldn't be as strong as he is today, and he wouldn't cherish his lovers the same way either if it weren't for that. Their breakup taught him to treasure his time with the ones he admires because you never know when that time is up.