* chapter ninety one *

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^this is my angst warning now

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^this is my angst warning now

Claudette had showered and changed into some different clothes, sitting on the couch, ready to watch the movie with Taehyung and Jungkook. Jungkook was in the kitchen, just finishing dumping the bag of popcorn into a bowl. He grinned and ran over to Claudette, jumping into her lap, Claudette groaning.

"Asshole." She grumbled, reaching for some popcorn, Jungkook moving it away from her, still sat on top of her. "Hey, give me some."

"No." Jungkook grinned proudly, eating his popcorn.

Taehyung came to her rescue and pulled Jungkook from her lap, taking the popcorn from his hands, and sat beside her. She was sat by the arm of the couch, Taehyung taking the only available seat by her.

"Hey!" Jungkook protested, Taehyung chuckling and handing the popcorn to Claudette.

"Is something wrong?" Claudette smiled up at him, eating some popcorn. Jungkook mumbled something under his breath and sat on the other side of Taehyung, not happy without his popcorn. "Here Kook." Claudette passed him the bowl, Taehyung helping.

"Thank you." Jungkook nodded and pushed play on the movie, the three of them watching silently.

The three of them moved around a lot, like a lot, a lot. One time, Yoongi went to grab a drink and saw Jungkook on the floor, Claudette sitting on the arm of the couch, and Taehyung just standing, watching the movie.

Later, Claudette was laying down, Jungkook sat criss-cross beside her, on the ground. Taehyung sat where Claudette's feet were, massaging her feet for her. When he picked up her feet earlier, Claudette shyed away from him, curling up until Taehyung chuckled, coaxing her to her now relaxed state, allowing him to massage her feet.

Jungkook wasn't left alone, Claudette's arm draped around his shoulder, his hand holding her's lightly, eyes fixed on the TV.

Claudette's favorite position they all ended up in was when Taehyung had decided to lay on her, their chests on each other, feet tangling themselves up. Jungkook had fallen asleep curled up on a chair not too long ago, the movie just passing the halfway point.

Taehyung's head was more on her chest, her fingers in his hair, slowly playing with it, scratching his head lightly. His arms were around her tightly, not a centimeter of space between them.

That's how they like it.

During a more 'boring' part of the movie, Claudette turned to Taehyung, his eyes still on the TV, breaths slow and calm. "Your eye looks better." She spoke gently, careful not to wake Jungkook.

After they saw he had fallen asleep, they turned the movie down, just in case something loud occured and Jungkook would awake.

"Thank you." Taehyung looked up to Claudette, her finger touching his still bruised eye. "It doesn't hurt anymore. Just the color needs to go away."

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