Duality | JTK (DISCONTINUED)

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T  A  E  H  Y  U  N  G

"Oh, so you think you're better off without me, Kim Taehyung?" Carla raised an eyebrow, standing up aggressively.

"You repeated what I just said, Carla. However, in the thought of your thick ass brain, yes, I do think I'm better off without you," I smiled at her smugly, "Now, would you like me to give you a ride home or...?"

"Fuck off!" She threw a pillow at me, before storming out of my apartment.

"That went well."

My shared apartment.

"Do you think that was anywhere near well, Jimin?" I stared at my best friend.

"Remember that time with Alex?"

"Oh, fuck-don't remind me." I winced at the memory.

"Yeah, so I guess storming out is pretty well than setting your car on fire." Jimin ruffled his lavender-colored hair, sitting down beside me on the couch.

"Is that why you've been avoiding dating or...do you have a certain blonde boy with a pretty smile in mind?" I raised an eyebrow, opening the topic I very much found interesting.

"Stop, Tae." Jimin flipped me off, turning around to hide his blush.

"Seriously, I wanna see the one who got my best friend flustered and head over heels for him like that." I hit his arm playfully.

"When we go out first, I can let you guys meet each other." He sighed.

"Why don't you just ask him out?"

"His annoying as fuck brother keeps getting in the way of that." Jimin rolled his eyes, dropping his head back in frustration.

"He goes to SU too?"

"Yeah, he's-" Jimin was cut off.

"Kim Taehyung!"

I snapped my head to the side, watching the out-of-breath Hoseok barge into our dorm.

"Jimin, did you give him a key?" I whispered, side glancing at my best friend while looking with wide eyes at Hoseok.

"I might've been drunk and told him to come to my place anytime he wanted-" Jimin rubbed his neck.

"Always with your dick and not your brain," I mumbled.

"Get your ass up now." Hoseok strode closer to me, determination etched on his face.

"Why?" I whined, not glad at all that I was going to move after Carla went home on her own.

"You couldn't get in my dance class, right?" He crossed his arms.

"Right." I nodded, heart sinking a bit.

"There's a new one opening beside SU and they're up for applications. You have to go there now before it's too late." Hoseok leaned down to pick me up.

"Wait, wait, no-I don't wanna go anymore, Hoseok," I sighed, "I realized dancing isn't really my thing."

"Bullshit," Hoseok scoffed, "I've seen you several times, Tae. You're born to dance...trust me, a natural knows another natural." He raised a brow.

"It's not like I'll pass anyway."

"Double bullshit," He sat down next to me, "Listen, I know you might feel unmotivated since Star didn't accept you but that doesn't mean you're not a hell of a good dancer. It just means you were not meant to be there. So, you just have to move your cute ass off of this couch and go to where you belong, huh?"

"Agh!" I dropped my head back, copying what Jimin had just done.

"That translates to a yes in my language," He mumbled quickly, "Let's get you ready then."

"Best of luck, Tete!" Jimin called while Hoseok dragged me to my room.

Oh, I sure as hell needed it...

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