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— Jungkook (정국) POV —
It was really late and the members were drinking. Drinking in the dorm happened from time to time, but not often. They rarely had time for such indulgences. Jungkook drank infrequently and usually drank only a little, because too much could lead to stupid behavior, which could result in them not being allowed alcohol in the dorm anymore. He didn’t want to be responsible for that happening. As long as things never got out of hand and it didn't affect performances, the company looked the other way.
This was the longest stretch of downtime the boys had had since debuting the previous year. They had fun going to the Han River, spending the day without commitments, just clearing their minds and living in the moment. They also watched a movie and went out to eat. It had been a really fun, much needed time. He enjoyed spending time with the members without there being any expectations other than bonding.
Tonight the members were drinking much more than he had seen before. It was very entertaining. They were coming up with really weird games and all were all playing.
He snickered as he thought about how these were games that neither Army nor the company would hear about. Ever!
"Alright. Since no one wants to whip it out in front of everyone, we need a witness to the measurements or anyone could make up how long theirs is. That way you only gotta show it to one person. As compensation to the witness he can keep his in his pants and doesn't have to play.
"Rock Paper Scissors until the ultimate loser gets the role." Taehyung's rosy cheeks and big smile showed just how much fun he was having coming up with the rules to this game... and just how much alcohol he’d imbibed. Besides RM, Tae had to have the dirtiest mind of the seven.
"I cannot believe this is happening," he heard Jimin mumble miserably close by.
Jungkook looked at Jimin curiously, noticing how anxious he appeared. "I thought you would be down for this," the youngest whispered. "I mean, I’m not done growing yet. This is one game I can't just beat everyone at..." he paused to think, "...unless we play again in a few years." He was certain his ears and cheeks were as red as Gochujang paste. He thought he’d not drank nearly enough to be having this conversation nor playing this game. Yet here he was doing both.
Jimin laughed at the sour look on the younger boy's face. Although after a moment of thinking, his face took on a sour look of its own. "At least you have a good reason. I am the shortest person here. I am hoping that doesn't translate to dick size too." He covered his eyes and sighed dramatically.
Jimin was good at being theatrical. Jungkook couldn't help but chuckle, but he also wanted to make the older boy feel better. "I have heard the more excited you are the bigger it gets. You just gotta think of someone really really hot." He made sure not to specifically say a guy or girl, because he was honestly confused when it came to what gender Jimin was attracted to. He always talked about girls, but never seriously flirted with any... the little bit at fan signs didn't count. That was an expected part of the job. He had always flirted with Jungkook extensively, at nearly every opportunity he could find, especially recently. Jungkook used to think it was just for Army, to make them go wild, but he sometimes flirted when it was just the two of them with no cameras or audience of any kind. He figured it was either due to habit or he was actually attracted. He really couldn’t tell which it was.
His shameless flirting had Jungkook confused about himself. Until recently, he had only been attracted to girls, but now he found himself mesmerized by everything the older boy did. After much soul searching, eventually he came to realize he still liked girls, but there was something about Jimin that made him have similar thoughts. He really admired so much about him. He worked hard every day, hours more than some of the others, even in their meager spare time. They had started practicing a lot together. He gladly spent the extra time with him, getting to watch him move. He realized early on that Jimin moved sensually without even thinking about it. Jungkook had had to start wearing baggy shirts to cover how hard he would get when watching him dance or when Jimin pretended to go for a kiss or when he would think about what it would be like to kiss those plump lips. Or when... well. He was a teenage boy. Thoughts definitely occurred...
The boys went through the motions to find the witness. After a few rounds of Rock Paper Scissors, Jimin was declared the final loser and was appointed witness. This had Jungkook freaking out. The thought of Jimin seeing his dick deflated his erection... He still had a few years of growing left and Jimin was going to watch him measure his dick. He wanted to crawl under a rock, but he couldn’t back out. This was one time he really wished he was not so competitive.
Another round of Rock Paper Scissors ensued to determine what order they would be observed in. Luckily, for Jungkook, he was slated to go last, so he had time to drink more. He really hoped the alcohol would dull the embarrassment.
The rules allowed only 5 minutes to get as hard as possible before measuring. They set the limit, since they didn't want the game to go all night. It was already pretty late.
After the first person entered the bathroom to get 'prepared', a very uncomfortable looking Jimin walked over to Jungkook and quirked an eyebrow at the now very full cup of alcohol in the youngest's hand.
"What?" He quirked an eyebrow, "I'm nervous. 'Someone' is going to be looking at my dick." He looked at the raven-haired boy pointedly.
Jimin's cheeks reddened further. He responded with, "Poor you. You know, it could be worse. You could be looking at everyone's dicks... like someone else we know." He exaggerated looking sick. They both tried to laugh off the embarrassment.
Jungkook took a gulp of his drink. He was really worried he might not be able to keep it hard with Jimin looking. To get himself away from that train of thought, he leaned towards the older boy to whisper in his ear, "I am glad you don't have to show yours. I know you were worried about that."
"That’s one good thing. Oh," he brightened. "I can find out where I rank without everyone else finding out. So win!" He fist pumped the air.
Jungkook was happy for him, but still his worry kept creeping back. He decided to voice part of his worry, "What if I cannot get hard? I missed what they said about penalties, and I really don't wanna ask them now. They’ll tease me."
Jimin appeared to be thinking it over, but instead of answering the question, he asked an unexpected question of his own. "Are you a grow-er or a show-er?" He a made a perverted face towards Jungkook's crotch.
Not having heard the phrase before but guessing what it likely meant, with wide eyes the younger sputtered, "What?"
Jimin smiled brightly, turning his eyes into crescents. "You are adorable when you look bewildered." He touched Jungkook's chin briefly, causing him to be even more flustered. He continued with, "What I mean is some guys have the same length whether hard or soft. Others start out small, grow, and then shrink back really small when they lose their hardness. If you are a show-er, it won't matter if you are hard."
After a moment of consideration and more blushing than he thought he had done in his entire life, Jungkook answered the older boy's question, "Um. I think I am a bit of both. Is that possible?" He asked timidly, knowing there is no way he would be having this conversation without the alcohol in his system. What's more, he couldn’t help wondering which of the two Jimin was. Just that thought had already woken some things below.
Jimin opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted when Jimin’s timer went off. His smile morphed into a nervous frown. "Uh. I gotta go. Um record. Uh. You know." His face and ears were crimson, which made the younger chuckle. Jimin grabbed Jungkook's drink, downed the whole thing in one go, and handed the empty cup back. "I might need more of these," he dead panned and turned away. Jungkook laughed at his antics.
After he left, Jungkook's thoughts drifted to Jimin looking at RM's dick. He lost his smile, tongued his cheek, and agreed. More alcohol was definitely needed. He came to terms then and there with the knowledge he wasn’t gay, but he certainly wasn't straight.