"Jungkook-ah, you've been very absent these past few days, care telling mom and dad where you've been?" Taehyung asked from the couch as he and his brother watched a drama together.

"I was at Jimin's," Jungkook said, rolling his eyes at his friend's attempt to play house. "You know that."

"Of course, your boyfriend..." taehyung teased, still not used to his train reck of a friend being in a serious relationship, with a hottie like Jimin at that.

"Yes, my boyfriend,  b o y f r i e n d," he joked, stressing the word, "what're you guys watching?"

"Love sugar," Yoongi answered, sitting across Taehyung on the couch, both of them sharing a fuzzy blanket.

"Is it good?" Jungkook asked, sitting down on the couch in front of both of them.

"Very cheesy," taehyung said, "but we love it."

Jungkook nodded, looking at the screen under the watchful eyes of both brothers behind him.

Their friend had been so trapped into his toxic ideals of masculinity that he was unable to let a pink bandaid rest on his skin, and now here he was, watching sappy teen dramas that were 'definitely meant for 12 year old girls.'

Taehyung and Yoongi both glanced at each other, then at their impromptu roommate, as if to make sure they weren't dreaming.

They weren't, Jungkook was actually becoming a decent guy.

"Oh by the way, Hoseok is coming over," Jungkook said.

"Hoseok?" Yoongi asked, wondering how small the world could be for him to constantly run into his ex.

"Mhm, a friend from school."

"You bring friends from school now? You have friends in school," Taehyung teased, earning himself a slap on the thigh from Jungkook.

"Settle down kids," Yoongi mumbled.

And the two broke apart, both of them snickering like little kids before the doorbell from their appartement complex rang.

"Guess that's Hobi-hyung, I'll be in your room Tae," Jungkook said, standing up.

"Yeah, yeah, have fun," Taehyung said.

Jungkook quickly walked to the door, opening it to see his old friend Hoseok, looking a little less cheerful than usual.

He decided not to comment on it, inviting the older in and asking him about exams, handing him a pair of slippers and leading him to Taehyung's room. They set up the switch and started playing super smash bros, their small talk quickly dying out.

"So..." Jungkook hesitated, "what's wrong?"

Neither of them took their eyes off the screen, both still very invested in the video game.

"I just-... I miss Jin."

Jungkook sighed, he had been excepting that.

"Why don't you go talk to him?" He asked gently.

"Because I'm tired of always making the first step! It's like he doesn't even want to get back together!" Hoseok said.

"Well you're the one who said you wanted space, maybe he's just shy." Jungkook suggested.

"Jin? Shy? You know he hasn't even texted me since we took a break?" Hoseok said, slamming the keys of the switch controller so hard it mad Jungkook nervous.

"Did you text him?"

"Well, no but that's not the point! The point is Jin doesn't care about me and doesn't have the balls to come talk to me to break up with me for good,"

Jungkook sighed.

"You don't know that, I think Jin really likes you, he just doesn't show it the same way you do."

"Why?! Is it so hard to hold my hand and say you love me?"

"Well I don't know geez! why don't you ask him yourself?!" Jungkook said, his patience slowly running out.

"No, I don't want to talk to him first."

"Okay then,"

There was a short silence, before their games ended with Hoseok way ahead Jungkook.

The older turned to him, letting the controller go and leaning down on his elbows.

"How is it with Jimin?"

"Oh uh..." Jungkook felt his cheeks heat up as flashes of the previous night popped in his mind. "Good."

"What's this?" Hoseok laughed, "why're you getting shy? Did something happen?"

"Shut up," Jungkook mumbled as he pushed Hoseok slightly.

"Come on~" Hoseok whined, leaning closer to Jungkook, completely forgetting about the game. "I told you everything when me and Seokjin had our first time."

"That was your choice," Jungkook said.

"Kookie come on, did you use the trick I taught you on him?"

"No... I- uh, didn't get the chance."

Hoseok's grin got even wider, and Jungkook felt even more embarrassed.

"Well shit now I'm interested, tell me what happened,"

"We just- I- he... uhm... Jimin gave a blowjob?" He said, voice small, he wasn't sure if it would made Jimin mad, but he trusted Hoseok.

Hoseok gasped, rolling onto the bed as he giggled loudly. Finally, his best friend had juicy stories to tell.

"Wah for real? How was it?" He asked, now on his stomach as he propped himself up on his elbows and looked at Jungkook with the utmost attention.

Jungkook sighed out loud, letting his body fall in the bed next to Hoseok.

"Amazing, just- amazing,"

"Wait a minute doesn't Jimin have a tongue piercing, that must have hurt..."

Jungkook places both of his hands over his eyes again, trying to chase the lewd memories away.

"Jungkook you kinky fucker," Hoseok laughed.

"Shut up, you're the one who asked."

Hoseok laughed.

"I'm really glad to have a best friend like you, you know," Hoseok smiled, he had been so down in the dumps about his almost breakup but simply being with Jungkook had boosted his mood.

"Best friend?"

"Yeah, you're my best friend Jungkook."

Jungkook smiled.

"You're my best friend too, I guess."

"Ah Kookie you've become way to cute to handle you knew that?" Hoseok squealed, burying his face in the covers.

"Mhm?"

"You used to be all stuck up and cold and irritable and now look at you, total teddybear." Hoseok teased, poking Jungkook's cheek.

"Shut up."

***

"I'm telling you Jungkook, Hoseok just doesn't love me anymore"

"of course he does," Jungkook sighed.

It was a few days later, he had been invited to play mariokart with Seokjin, but instead had been hired as an improvised love coach.

"Then why doesn't he talk to me?" Seokjin whined.

"Why don't you talk to him?" The younger suggested.

"Because I just want to give him space"

"Well maybe he thinks you don't love him because you're not talking to him."

"But he's the one who asked us to take a break"

"Listen Jin-hyung, I'm tired of both of your bullshit, go fucking talk to him and let's get this over with"

Jungkook said, suddenly standing up and speed walking to the other side of the older's room where his desk was. He grabbed a hold of his phone and unlocked it in a swift movement.

"Jungkook, what are you doing?" Seokjin asked, sitting up in his bed and panicking as soon as he laid eyes on his phone in Jungkook's hands.

"Don't you dare,"he warned.

But it was too late, the phone was already ringing.

Jungkook quickly grabbed his things, before throwing Seokjin's phone to the elder, just in time for Hoseok to pick up.

Seokjin caught it, about to glare at Jungkook only for him to slam in the door behind him.

"Solve this," he heard him yell as he ran down the stairs.

A/N:
we did not deserve lovely writer ep9 ,
we did not deserved perfection.