The Change Within

⑱Just Give It A Try

Jimin threw multiple glances at his best friend as they waited in line to take something to eat, finding his silence and his continuous fidgeting alarming.

"I can literally feel how unsettled you are. What's up?"

A long sigh exploded from Taehyung's mouth as he dropped his head on his shoulder. "I'm stuck again. I have to write a kiss scene, and I spent hours yesterday writing whatever came to my mind, and I only had one paragraph in the end."

"That's sad." Jimin gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze.

"It is, but you know what's sadder? I don't even remember how it feels like to kiss someone."

"Damn, that's indeed sadder. But you just have to find someone to make out with. No big deal."

"Yeah, but who?"

"How about that guy Hosun from your class? He's cute."

"Yes, but he's a sweetheart. I need an asshole." Taehyung signed him to proceed as the awfully long line decreased a bit.

"Why?"

"Since my main character is an asshole, I want an asshole. To see how he'll react, if his heart will race, what movements he'll make, everything."

"That also depends on how good you kiss, Tae, and if he'll like the kiss."

"I know that."

"Great. So we're looking for an asshole. Any preferences on his appearance?"

"No, just an asshole. I'm sure there are tons in this uni and the world in general."

Jimin chuckled softly as he moved a few inches forward. "Well, when you think about assholes, who comes to your mind first?" A knowing look accompanied his inquiry as he tilted his head towards their group of friends.

Taehyung's brows bumped together in confusion, and he twisted his head around to peek where he was subtly pointing at. "Jeongguk?" he whisper-yelled as shock seized his features, a flush of color warming his cheeks at the thought for some reason.

"Yes, he's perfect!"

"He hates me. There's no way he'll say yes."

"Oh, so you don't have a problem to make out with him?" Jimin asked impishly as he wiggled his brows, earning a light slap on his shoulder.

"No, I don't have a problem. He's a prick, but he's hot. I can't deny that."

Jimin’s lips formed into a muted O, eyes staring in wide circles in disbelief. "Did you just call him hot?" His voice came out louder than he thought, something that brought panic to the violet-haired boy and led him to shush him in haste.

"If you say anything to anyone about this, I'll never talk to you again."

"About what? About you calling Jeon Jeongguk h—"

"Shut up!" Taehyung palmed Jimin’s mouth as his eyes darted from left to right, checking if anyone was looking their way. When he spotted some students glancing at them, he plastered a forced smile on his face and made a dismissive hand gesture as he hooked his arm around his nape. "I will beat your ass."

Jimin curled his lips inwards in his attempt to constrain his chuckles, but some escaped despite his efforts, making Taehyung release a groan, a chock-full of frustration sound that only amused Jimin more.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Very," Jimin said with another string of giggles. "But I won't say anything, don't worry."