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Jimin POV
                          
I coughed passing the joint back to Jungkook who placed it in between his lips taking a hit blowing a cloud of smoke into the air I watched it disappear as it floated up.
                          
"Fuck this shit is strong and tastes like strawberries" Jungkook smiled taking another hit I chuckled tossing a tennis ball up in the air.
                          
"I know I told you Hoseok has a good plug all rich people do," I said he passed it back to me I finished it off crushing it into the ashtray.
                          
We are in Jungkook garage basically hotboxing but Jungkook turned his garage into what he calls his "man cave" it has an old leather couch with Christmas lights hanging from the ceiling a shaggy old rug and a bright blue coffee table and a flat-screen it cozy I like hanging out here.
                          
"When are the girls coming?" I asked he sighed pulling out his phone where we both sat on his couch.
                          
"They are 5 minutes away," he said dropping his phone on the coffee table grabbing his water bottle, and downing it.
                          
"How did you even meet these Dutch girls? How are we supposed to communicate" I asked kicking my feet up on the coffee table.
                          
"I was dropping my grandmother off at the airport and meet them there and these girls are from Amsterdam they don't even have a word for virginity and they like Korean boys so there won't be much talking just use the little English we know," he said shrugging I chuckled "Plus these girls are fucking hot with curly blonde hair bright blue eyes" he smirked 
                          
I leaned my head back against the couch "Good I need my dick sucked or something need to get something off my mind need to replace ass for Dutch ass" I sighed.
                          
"That person you fucked at the party," he asked I looked over at him.
                          
"What are you talking about," I asked he rolled his eyes grabbing the tennis ball from me.
                          
"I heard you guys I was in the room next door whoever that was you must have been fucking them real good based on the sounds you both were making," he said huffed grabbing a beer that was on the table.
                          
"It was just a random from the party" I whispered 
                          
 I was drunk like really drunk but I do remember what happened all of it but I want to forget it because it was supposed to happen with him just the right place right time. I sometimes sleep with guys every once in a while I don't consider myself gay just a sex addict or a fuck boy don't really like labels.
                          
But for some annoying reason, I can't stop thinking about the boy from the party and I don't know why and it's pissing me off it's not like he was special or anything just a boy I don't even remember his name.
                          
"Ah the girls are here and I like you bro but I don't wanna see your dick getting suck so when things are happening I'm moving to my room this is all yours" he winked going to the door opening it as the two beautiful Dutch girls walk in I smiled at them and they geeked out.
                          
Things happen clothes come off and condoms were used and the boy from the party was finally off my mind.
                          
Yoongi POV
                          
I couldn't stop thinking about Jimin 
                          
He was always popping up in my brain none stop the way he held me and pushed me against the door as we kissed. The way his lips felt against mine how he pulled my lips with his teeth how his hand slipped under my shirt.
                          
All of it was playing like a loop in my mind it made my body tingle with want and I just...I wanted to do it again I wanted him to kiss me again wanted him to hold me again.