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All Summer Long (on hold)

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Yoongi scratched his head as he trudged out of the bathroom, yawning as he reached the living room where Taehyung was sprawled out on the sofa bed. The 17-year-old was munching on a Poptart, the box resting in his lap, while watching a Tom & Jerry cartoon. “Where’s your friend?” Yoongi asked.

Taehyung answered by pointing to the kitchen, where Yoongi had been heading anyway. He padded into the room, seeing the other 17-year-old leaning against the wall with the phone pressed to his ear. Other than a small nod of acknowledgement, Yoongi attempted to ignore the younger male as he bustled around the room to fix his morning bowl of Lucky Charms. However, they were only attempts as he kept finding his gaze floating towards the younger male. Specifically, towards his bare legs under his sleep shorts, and if they went up just a bit further-

Yoongi quickly forced his gaze back down to his cereal bowl, stuffing his mouth as full as he could to distract himself from any thoughts of Taehyung’s friend. Taehyung’s most likely straight friend.

Jimin giggled into the phone, causing Yoongi to look up just as he was telling whoever was on the other end that he loved them. The teenager hung up the phone and greeted the 20-year-old, turning to rejoin his friend in the living room. “Are your parents making you call them every day or something?”

Jimin wrinkled his nose slightly at the question. “Ugh, no, they think I’m on some educational school trip in New York and not allowed to use a phone except for emergencies. That was my girlfriend.”

And there it is, Yoongi thought to himself as he nodded. “You plan on paying for that?” He asked. “Long distance calls aren’t cheap.”

Jimin’s eyes widened a bit. “Oh yeah, I already worked out a deal with Seokjin this morning to pay for the minutes. But if it’s still a big deal, I can stop calling her.”

Yoongi started to walk out of the kitchen. “Let’s see what this month’s phone bill looks like, then I’ll get back to you.”

The 17-year-old followed after him with the goal of rejoining his best friend for sugary, fattening breakfast foods and cartoons. “So, Yoongles~” Jimin couldn’t help but giggle at the nickname Taehyung used for the older male while Yoongi just tensed in irritation. “What are your plans for today?”

“Anything that doesn’t have you in them~” Yoongi shot back, but anyone could see the fondness that he really had for the younger in his eyes.

Taehyung played along, grabbing his chest in mock pain. “You wound me~”

“I’m not really doing much.” Yoongi answered honestly. “Just going to hang out with-“ Yoongi suddenly stopped talking, eyes widening before turning to head into his room. “You know what, never mind.”

“Wait!” Taehyung exclaimed, scrambling towards the foot of the bed. “Take me with you!”

“No!” Yoongi yelled back, successfully confusing Jimin as the 17-year-old looked back and forth between the two.

“Please, Yoongi, I am begging you! Let me come!”

“Not after what you two did in my car!”

“We cleaned it up!”

“The fuck you did, there are still stains on the backseat!”

Taehyung pouted as realization hit Jimin. “Wait, is he talking about the guy?” Taehyung gave a slight nod, and the other 17-year-old was suddenly excited too. “I have to meet him! Best friend rules, come on, Yoongi!”

Yoongi felt himself wavering slightly but forced himself to stay strong. “No~”

Jimin pouted a bit, and Yoongi subtly adjusted his pajama pants just in case. “Please? We’ll buy you lunch!”


“If I’d known this is where we were going…” Yoongi grumbled under his breath, looking around the familiar restaurant before setting his glare on the 17-year olds across from him. “You’re not even going to be buying my lunch!” He complained.

“But you don’t have to pay for it either.” Taehyung pointed out, shooting a sickly sweet smile across the room when he saw his cousin looking at them.

Seokjin came over with his notepad in hand, shaking his head at his roommate. “Yoongi, I’m disappointed. Them, I can understand coming here to mooch off of my benefits, but you?” Seokjin tutted, and Yoongi just rolled his eyes.

“They said they would buy me lunch, alright?”

“And you believed them?” Seokjin shot back. “The disappointment just keeps growing.”

Yoongi laughed sarcastically before shoving the menu into the other 20-year old’s hand. “Just bring me my usual.”

Seokjin chuckled, as teasing his roommate was one of his favorite pastimes, before turning to his cousin. “So, what are you doing that you managed to convince Yoongi to tolerate you two for the day.”

“We’re going to Hoseok’s!” Taehyung exclaimed, visibly bouncing in his seat.

Seokjin’s smile faltered slightly at that. “Please tell me you have condoms.” He blurted out, catching the attention of a family sitting at the next table. Taehyung rolled his eyes as Seokjin continued. “I’m serious, Tae! I don’t want you to catch AIDS and die!”

“I’m clean and Hoseok’s clean!” Taehyung insisted. “If he wasn’t, the test mom and dad made me get wouldn’t have come back clean!” The father at the next table asked loudly for the check, obviously not wanting to expose his children to the conversation any longer.

Seokjin sighed. “Just please stay safe, Tae.”

“I will~” Taehyung assured his cousin. “You know I will.” Seokjin looked only slightly relieved at that but dropped the subject and asked the two teenagers for their orders.


Jimin quickly understood why Taehyung was so enamored with Hoseok. Even he was infatuated with the 19-year-old male after only a few seconds of being in his presence. Hoseok had immediately invited them out to his family’s pool to stay cool in the hot Arkansas summer, and the two 17-year olds had jumped at the offer while Yoongi opted to sit on the edge of the pool and dip his feet in.

Not long into the swimming party, Jimin realized he was more of a third wheel as Taehyung and Hoseok became enraptured with each other. Bored, he swam over to where Yoongi sat pouting and rested his arms on the edge of the pool while smiling up at him. “You don’t like swimming?”

Yoongi shook his head. “Not particularly~”

Silence stretched between them and Jimin found himself tuning into the song currently playing from the boombox situated on a table a few feet away from the pool. He started bobbing his head slightly as he found the tune catchy and pleasing, barely registering Yoongi singing along quietly.

I can see you
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun
You got your hair combed back
And your sunglasses on, baby~”

“This is a nice song~” Jimin commented, pulling Yoongi out of the small trance he’d been in. “What is it?”

“You’ve never heard it?” Yoongi asked somewhat surprised as Jimin shook his head. “The Boys of Summer by Don Henley~” Upon seeing no recognition on Jimin’s face, he continued. “He was the drummer of The Eagles before they broke up in 1980. This song came out about five years ago. I can’t believe you haven’t heard it, it reached number five on the Billboard Hot 100 and it won him a Grammy for Best Male Rock Performance three years ago.”

Jimin shrugged. “My parents are very strict about what music I’m ‘exposed’ to, so my knowledge is limited to Taehyung’s interests, and he’s not a very big Eagles fan. But it sounds like you are.”

“A little bit, but they’re not my favorite band. That title is reserved for Def Leppard.” Jimin perked up a bit at the mention of his own favorite band. “But this is one of my favorite songs.”

“Def Leppard is my favorite band too.” Jimin smiled up at Yoongi. “I love their album Pyromania. Photograph is my all-time favorite song.”

“I prefer Rock of Ages on that one.” Yoongi responded. “But my absolute favorite album of theirs is Hysteria. You can’t beat Pour Some Sugar on Me.”

The two of them fell into an easy conversation about their favorite bands and albums, the world around them melting away until Yoongi happened to glance over Jimin’s shoulder. Jimin was in the middle of a rant about Queen’s music video for I Want to Break Free and how it didn’t deserve the criticism it received when the 20 year old started yelling in disgust, kicking his foot to splash water on whatever it was behind Jimin.

Jimin turned to see his best friend in a heavy makeout session with Hoseok. “No fucking in front of innocent eyes!”

Hoseok pulled out of the kiss and sent Yoongi a look. “It’s not our fault you’re a prude!” Yoongi rolled his eyes as the 19-year-old continued yelling back to him. “Seriously, go get some dick or ass, whatever you prefer. Or even just get your dick sucked, that’ll get rid of those ‘innocent eyes’ very quickly.”

“Wait, are you a virgin?” Jimin asked, arriving at that assumption from Hoseok’s words.

“Would it be a problem if I was?”

“Considering I was a virgin up until six months ago, I’d say not really.” Jimin responded. “It’s just surprising, because you have a very different aura.”

Yoongi shrugged. “I just believe in waiting until the right person comes along. Especially with the whole AIDS crisis going on.”

Jimin nodded that he agreed with Yoongi. “There’s nothing wrong with wanting that, and don’t let those two idiots make you think otherwise.” He used his head to gesture to the couple who had no doubt started kissing again. He shot Yoongi another smile before disappearing under the water, reappearing a minute later next to Taehyung who had just jumped away from Hoseok while screaming.

“Asshole!” Taehyung screeched while Jimin just laughed, accepting the splashes the other 17-year-old gave him. Yoongi watched the exchange, trying to ignore the slight fluttering in his chest.