His Blue Dog | Sope BOOK #1

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It was almost midnight when Taehyung returned to the dorm, and the first thing he saw was Jungkook in the living room, playing Call Of Duty. He was only raging slightly, but he seemed pissed about something. The volume was up, and he was shooting at anything that moved. It was almost cute. Almost...

"Hey, Kookie." He called out as he took his shoes off and walked over. "F*ck Jimin and Namjoon." Jungkook grumbled under his breath, killing another player. The screen started getting covered with blood when he started getting shot. "What? Why?" Taehyung sat down on the couch. "Namjoon never apologized to me, and Jimin just said that the band would be better without me." Jungkook explained, taking a deep breath. "I know he's wrong, but no one seems to care that Jeongguk's feelings are already hurt, and you don't have to apologize to Jeongguk because he's always perfectly okay and happy inside." Sarcasm coated his voice as he spoke, killing the character that was trying to kill him.

"Kookie, you know that's not true." Taehyung sighed, moving closer and placing an arm over his shoulder. "Yeah? Well it goddamn feels like it." Jungkook started a new game and looked over at Taehyung while it loaded. "I'm sorry, Kook, I'll talk to them if you want me to." He offered, as Jungkook's eyes went back to the TV. "Namjoon hyung snooped through my room about a week ago, and saw some of my depressing drawings. You know what he said and did? He asked if I was okay and left. Like my answer didn't even matter. Like I said, no one cares about Jeon Jeongguk's feelings." Jungkook told him, on his way to winning the round.

"I care, Kook, ARMY care-" "Bullsh*t they do!" Jungkook interrupted him. "They ship you and I having sex, the fanboys threaten to rape me every day, millions of people try to murder me every day, no one cares if I pass out on stage-" "Those aren't fans and we know it." Taehyung cut him off. "Those people are obsessive and toxic, and we have to ignore them." He added. "Hyung, I'm so pissed at Jimin, I just want to punch him in the face, and everyone's at everyone's throat. We aren't gonna survive like this." Jungkook kept shooting everything, even killing players' dogs.

"Kookie, we just- I know what we need." Taehyung stood up. "What are you doing?" Jungkook paused his game. "Nothing. I'm going to bed. I love you, Jeongguk." He smiled and left, going to his room. Jungkook sighed, and sat alone in the living room. Tears started to fill his eyes. "I love you too, V hyung..."

The Next Morning

"Hyung!"

Taehyung pounced on Namjoon, immediately getting smacked in the face. "Tae?" Namjoon groaned tiredly. "Ow." Taehyung winced in pain, tears filling his eyes. "Tae, I'm sorry, you surprised me." Namjoon pulled his covers up over him. "It's okay." He said. "It's time to get up, I made breakfast." He added and sat up. "Alright, I'll be there in a minute." Namjoon stretched, and Taehyung saw the guy problem he had.

'Everyone's so rude and horny these days.' Taehyung thought and stood. "Don't go back to sleep." He told Namjoon and left the room. He went to Jimin's room.

"Jiminie!" He smiled and laid next to Jimin. Jimin groaned and opened his eyes. His swollen little face with sleep was Taehyung's favorite little thing. "You're so freaking cute." He giggled and squished his cheeks. Jimin groaned again and pushed his hands away. "Come on, uppy uppy, I made breakfast and we have a Weverse interview." Taehyung smirked. "I don't wanna get up-" "Too bad." Taehyung cut him off. "Fifteen minutes, Jimin-ah!" He jumped up and ran to wake the maknae.

"Jungkookie~" He sang as he flopped down next to him. Jungkook slept pantsless last night, it's what he does when he's stressed. "Time to get up~" He poked at his cheek. "No." Jungkook grunted and turned over, pulling the covers up to his chin and curling up into a small ball. "Hyung made breakfast~" Taehyung laid his head on Jungkook's shoulder. "I don't feel like eating." Jungkoom grumbled tiredly. "Well we have an interview at two, and it's nine thirty, so you need to get up." Taehyung sat up and patted his butt, giggling. Jungkook whined and moved farther away from him.

Taehyung did it again, only a little harder. "Stop it." Jungkook hid completely under the covers, only a little hair sticking out. Taehyung giggled and stood up, and walked to the door. He stood there for a few minutes, making it seem he left. Then, two minutes later, Taehyung crept back to Jungkook and spanked him hard. "Uppie uppie!" He laughed, seeing Jungkook tense and hearing him moan. "I made breakfast, come on~" Taehyung crawled under the covers and looked at Jungkook.

"Why would you do that at nine in the morning?" Jungkook huffed. "Kookie, get up and brush your teeth before you talk to me." Taehyung made fun and escaped quickly, running to the living room when Jungkook sprang up to smack him. He heard him grumble something as he left, laughing.

He ventured off to Yoongi's room to wake him up.

"Yoon-" He stopped when he saw Yoongi sitting up in his bed, holding something against his wrist while crying silently. Taehyung froze.

Then Yoongi turned to him, and when they met eyes, he wiped his tears. "What is it, Tae?" He cleared his throat, trying to act normal. Taehyung rushed over and sat on his bed, only to find out Yoongi wasn't cutting but drawing with a blue marker- much to his relief. Taehyung sighed. "What?" Yoongi asked, placing the marker down.

"I thought you were-" "Cutting?" Yoongi cut him off. The tone was something Taehyung couldn't pinpoint. He nodded. "Damn sounds good right now." Yoongi hid his face between his knees that were pulled up against his chest. There was a moment of silence. "I won't, Tae, it's okay." Yoongi picked his head up and looked at the younger. "What do you want?" He asked.

"I...made breakfast, and came to remind you that we have an interview at two, so we should be awake." Taehyung explained. "Yeah, I'll be out in a minute." Yoongi nodded.

As Taehyung got up, he noticed what Yoongi had drawn.

A blue dog.