WE SHOULDN'T

(PARK JIMIN'S POV)

Yoongi offered to make lunch—instant ramen—for us. I ate better food, but I craved for a bowl of ramen since we left Seoul. We eat silently on the island, there's no need to use the table in the living room. Three of the boys aren't here, anyway.

Namjoon and Jin probably had another round after their first one in the shower, so nobody is surprised they're still locked in their room. Kookie should be here eating with us, though.

I swallow another bite. "How come Jungkook didn't come?"

"He told me he wanted to rest. After the problem with that stupid guard and the attack attempt, his stomach completely closed." Yoongi explains, playing with the noodles.

I drop the chopsticks. "Wait, what guard? Did they hurt him? What happened?"

"A guard almost made Kookie fell to the ground on our way back. He defended himself, but that man got mad. Thank God Yoongi hyung and Jin hyung appeared, even though I also stood up for him, I'm also brave."

My heart recovers its usual rhythm and I caress Taehyung's back. "Of course you're Tae Bear, I'm proud of you." I clear my throat. "Anyway, are you sure he doesn't need anything? Maybe I should check. . ."

I've a quick eye conversation with Taehyung. He slightly nods, and I get up. I don't want to hurt Taehyung again, but I don't want to let Jungkook alone. He means so much to me.

"Oh, Jimin. Did you eat already?" He ruffles his hair, yawning.

I shrug, but I don't drop my smile. "Kinda. Can I come in?"

He nods, closing the door once I sit on his bed.

"Do you need anything, hyung?" He sits next to me, centimetres apart.

After the incident, he won't come closer. I remind myself we're still friends, that's what actually matters.

"I wanted to check on you. They told me you had an argument with a guard, how are you feeling?"

He shows his bunny smile. "It doesn't matter, Jimin. One day I'm going to beat their asses. I'm strong, you know?"

I laugh, ruffling his hair. "I know." He'll become one of the best fairies one day. "I'm proud of you, Kookie."

He frowns. "Why? I couldn't shut them down today."

I shrug. "Just because. For everything and anything at the same time."

Jungkook nods and lowers his head. He bites his lips and plays with his fingers. After a few moments, I get a bit closer.

"Is there something you want to tell me, Kookie?"

He faces me, blinking. "Huh? Oh, no, no. You?"

I shake my head. "You can talk to me, if you want. You know that, right?"

"Yeah, thanks Jimin. You should go back. I'll stay here for a while and get some sleep. The bed I had in Second Sun should be illegal."

I chuckle. "Yeah, sorry about that." I hold his hand, caressing it with my fingers. "Don't you want me to stay here with you, for a while? You shouldn't be alone, Kookie. You aren't tired, are you? Is it because of what happened in Second Sun or something else bothers you?"

He covers his face with his hands. "Why you never fail to read me?"

I giggle. "You're an open book, Jungkookie. What's bothering you? If you actually don't want to talk about it, I'll respect it. I don't want to pressure you, but you should let it all out."

He nods, biting his lip. "Taehyung defended me today with the guard. . . He actually worries about me. Maybe, he. . . Nevermind, nonsense." He avoids my gaze. "I- I thought it would go away, hyung."

I squeeze his hand, comfortingly. "What is it, Kook?"

"It doesn't go away. My feelings for both of you, they don't disappear." He raises his head with teary eyes. "Why, Jimin? It hurts. What should I do? Tae—"

I hug him, caressing his head.

He sobs quietly on my shoulder. "This isn't fun anymore, Jimin. I'm so lost. I- I-" He pulls away. "It hurts, Jimin." Jungkook grabs my hand and puts it on his chest, on top of his heart. "Here, it hurts so much. It hurts when I see you together and I can't be with you, it hurts when Taehyung doesn't look at me the same way he looks at you." A few tears run down his cheeks. "What should I do? I don't want to feel it anymore. Why can I be like the others? Why do I've to like you? I want it to stop."

My vision gets blurry and I blink a few times. I intertwine our fingers. "We'll find a way, Kookie. I also want this to stop, I need this to stop. I love Taehyung, I'm in love with him, but. . ."

He sniffs. "But?"

"I still like you, Kookie. I can't make it stop, either. I want to hold you, I want to kiss you, I want to hug you, I want to spend more time with you, but. . ."

"Tae, I don't want to hurt him either. I just. . . I wish he could love me the way he loves you."

He drops his head and I caress his chin with my fingers, making him look at me.

"You don't like us anymore Kookie, you love us. You love us more than friends. It hurts you because you can't be with the people you love." I say, to both of us.

It never crossed my mind Jungkook could actually love us, be in love with us. He should have forgotten us and find someone else. Someone who can actually be with him.

He nods, biting harshly his lip to stop his sobs. "I think I do, but I shouldn't. This is wrong Jimin. I shouldn't feel what I feel."

I shake my head. "Kookie, it's not wrong. Poly relationships exist. I'm not a weirdo to like you both at the same time. You are not a weirdo, Kookie."

"But you shouldn't like me, Jimin."

"I shouldn't, but I can't control my emotions. You can't either, nobody can. I wish we can actually control the people we fall in love with."

He wets his bottom lips. "Still. . ." He lets go of my hand and rests it on his lap. "You should go before someone else comes in."

"I don't want to." A rush of adrenaline flows through my veins and I get even closer. "I care for you, it hurts me seeing you cry. At least, let me kiss these tears away for you."

"What are you—"

I peck softly his left cheek, taking away his tears with me. I do the same with the right cheek. I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't stop. I peck his eyes and his forehead.

"Jimin. . ." He pleads. "Please stop, my- my heart beats so fast." He doesn't move at all.

"Let it explode." I whisper in his ear.

His hot breath caresses my face. I shouldn't do this, but why it feels so right?

"My heart will also explode. Should we let them?"

We get lost in each other's eyes. We shouldn't be doing it, but I lean closer. We shouldn't be doing it, but he tilts his head. We shouldn't be doing it, but my lips rub against his.

"What should we do?" Jungkook whispers, with his breath shorten.

"Definitely not this."

I cup his cheecks, kissing him. I bit his lower lip gently, our lips move in synchrony. I'm Jungkook's first real kiss. He pulls away, resting his hands on my neck and kisses me again. This time, a bit more passionate.

Our hearts beat the rhythm of our first kiss.

(KIM SEOKJIN'S POV)

I blink slowly, the light doesn't bother me too much. I've my head against Namjoon's covered chest and it hides almost all the brightness. I hug him a bit tighter, but he doesn't react. He must be asleep.

I move a bit, looking at myself. I don't remember putting on my pyjamas nor falling asleep. Wait, what day is today? Didn't we just come back from Second Sun? I went to the bathroom with Namjoon and. . . Oh.

I groan to myself. I hate it.

I sit up on the bed. Namjoon's peacefully sleeping, but he starts frowning when he doesn't find me laying next to him.

"Morning or whatever, Joonie." I scratch my head, grabbing one of his hands.

"Oh. . . You're awake." He says, his eyes still closed. "Did you sleep well?"

"Mm-hmm."

He finally opens his eyes and looks around. "I've just fallen asleep."

"Joonie, did we sleep all day?"

Namjoon giggles silently and shakes his head. "Just a few hours, though the boys should have already eaten lunch."

Lunch.

My stomach growls.

"Should we go eat now?"

"Let's go baby. Luckily we've something left." He gets up, stretching his body.

"Thank you for taking care of me, Joonie."

He walks to my side of the bed and grabs my hands. I get up with his help and he kisses my head. "Anytime, anywhere. I love you, baby—always."

"I love you, too, Joonie." I hug him, resting my body on his. "Let's cuddle later. Do you want to watch a movie in the living room? Maybe the guys want to join, but you stay by my side."

Namjoon caresses my head. "Someone woke up clingy."

I nod, whining.

Namjoon kisses the top of my head and we exit the bedroom. I hug him from behind, resting my head on his back. Yoongi and Taehyung sit on the sofa, both with their phones.

"Afternoon, lovebirds." Yoongi smirks, shifting his sight to us for a few seconds.

Taehyung smiles. "Hyungs! How do you feel?"

"A bit better." I say.

"I left two bowls of instant ramen in the kitchen. Warm it a bit in the microwave before you eat them." Yoongi calmly says, staring at his phone.

"Thank you, mate." Namjoon pats his shoulder before heading to the kitchen.

Yoongi smiles back, still glued to his phone.

I eat peacefully with Joon in the kitchen. From time to time, he whispers lovely nonsense in my ear, making me giggle.