feelings - jjk.kth

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beomgyu led taehyung to his bedroom, a smirk plastered on his masked face.

by that time, taehyung was nearly passed out and lightheaded again, he couldn't take what was going on. why me?

beomgyu carefully placed taehyung on his bed, and placed a fluffy, white blanket over him. taehyung couldn't even think straight and fell asleep in seconds.

beomgyu stood next to the bed, staring at the beauty in front of him. "mine."

he slowly took off his mask and tossed it on a chair in his room as he went to grab his phone. 

he dialed in a few numbers and clicked call.

'yeah, what?' bogum answered in a split-second.

"i got him, he's passed out on my bed." beomgyu tip-toed out of the room and slowly closed the door behind him. "thanks buddy."

'nice, no problem, now what?'

"ohh- yeah i forgot you beat up that jungkook guy," beomgyu chuckled.

'haha, yeah, you know i feel like he likes tae,' bogum said. 'i don't know, he just seemed a little overprotective when i was taking tae to the field.'

"fuck him, let him slowly die there," beomgyu gritted his teeth with the thought of someone else liking taehyung.

bogum laughed then spoke again. 'i need to go now, shit i'm hungry.'

"okay, bye, and thanks again- couldn't be happier right now," beomgyu smiled at the image of taehyung sleeping in his bed.

'yeah, yeah, your welcome, see ya,' beomgyu said as he ended the call.

beomgyu walked back into his room and closed the door. he slowly got in bed with taehyung, who was facing his own side of the bed, giving bogum a back view of him. gosh, that ass-

beomgyu wrapped one of his arms around taehyung's waist and pulled him closer, before drifting off to sleep.

jimin (an hour later - 4 pm) 

the movie yoongi and i were watching had just ended, we went to the mall before the cinema and yoongi bought me clothes. i felt so spoiled, but loved. i don't know, yoongi's so carefree and poker-faced to the point where i didn't even know if he felt anywhere near the same. i do like him, but it's that type of love that will probably never happen.

by then, i was expecting a text from tae to come pick him up. or bogum, he could've also texted me that he dropped tae off at his house or my apartment.

but no- no texts. 

"yoongi?" i asked as we both got into his car. 

"yeah?" 

"have you gotten any text from tae? his skating time should be over by now." i shifted in the passenger seat.

"oh- my phone's on shut-down mode, let me check." did yoongi switch his phone mode so he wouldn't get distracted by texts and so he could focus on me more?  probably not.

yoongi's eyes suddenly widened and he flinched. 

"what? tell me!" please don't tell me anything happened to tae. please.

"i- i," yoongi was speechless as he showed me a text from jin hyung.

[hello yoongi, so while we were waiting for our skating time to start, jungkook said he was going to get more banana milk but never returned. i sent hoseok to go get him but he didn't return either. namjoon and i found hoseok crying on the field next to the parking lot, a lifeless-looking jungkook in his embrace. i  didn't know what to do, but hoseok had already called an ambulance. so, um if you could come to the hospital to check on him if you'd like, please do, i don't know if he's alive]

tears filled my eyes as i tried getting everything straight. "what about tae?" 

"i'm not sure, it was only a coincidence that tae and bogum had went to the skating rink the same day as jungkook and the rest." yoongi sniffed.

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as we were driving to the hospital, i received a text. a long sigh of relief came when i saw it was from bogum.

[jimin!!! please help!! taehyung disappeared at the skating rink and i rly couldn't find him and i literally called a search group to look for him but he was nowhere to be found- im crying and i dont know what to do. i'm just alone in my apartment, hands shaking as i type this- pls help]

that sigh of relief turned into panic in seconds. "yoongi, tae's missing." i was sobbing at this point.

"what the hell is wrong with today?" yoongi's hands were trembling as he turned the wheel. 

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this story is too much lmao

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