Duality | JTK (DISCONTINUED)

eight

T A E H Y U N G

He remembers.

He must.

He wouldn't look at me the way he did if he doesn't.

By now, I've recalled everything that happened but who was there with me. 

Was it Jung?

Was it Kook?

I had no fucking idea. However, I sure as hell knew they remember.

What's making me walk in the rain without the bother of buying an umbrella (forgetting I had no money to do so thanks to a certain gambler) was the question as to why haven't any of them said anything.

At this point, I didn't give a damn about dance, to be honest.

I just needed to be at ease.

"Kim Taehyung?"

"Huh?" I turned to my name, called by an unfamiliar voice.

"Class ended 15 minutes ago." Namjoon, a guy at my chemistry class, said.

"Oh, really?" I looked around, realizing two things; 1 the hall was empty safe for us two. 2 I've been thinking about the twins for 15 minutes.

"Yeah-" Namjoon began.

"JOON!"

"Hey, baby." Namjoon wrapped his arm around Jin's waist.

"Wait, you two..." I pointed between them.

"Hey, Taehyung," Jin winked at me, "Yes, he's my boyfriend."

"How do you know each other?" Namjoon said, carrying his books with his free arm.

"He was auditioning at the Jeon twins' class 2 weeks ago." Jin said before adding, "Ah! Speaking of which...you coming to their party tonight? It's for college students who go to SU and JU."

"I...know of it, yeah," because Jimin goes every year, "But I never knew they were the hosts."

"Well, it's at their mansion and you're coming. See you tonight, Taehyung." Jin called, his and Namjoon's backs to me as they went off.

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Jimin went to the united party every time, never once mentioning whose party it was. Even though, he tried convincing me to come every single time.

Just like now...

"Do you know how much fun we can have there?" Jimin said, plopping his chin on two hands while laying his front against my bed.

"No," I said, face in the book I faked reading.

"That's the fucking point, bitch," He batted his eyelashes with his cheeky smile, "Because you haven't been to one before."

"You do this shit every time, Min." I sighed, the book hiding my cheeky smile.

"That's because I know you want to get laid and you'll find a suitable girl who also wants to get laid-see? Perfect match." Jimin shrugged.

"That brings me to something you should know," I set the book beside me, "Since the day I met Carla, I knew I was gay as fuck."

"Are you serious?" Jimin stood on his knees, face looking dead serious.

"Yeah, but it wasn't actually Carla who made me realize that. It actually was after-" I spoke quickly but still couldn't finish what I wanted to say before he threw his arms around me with a high-pitched squeak.

"Ohmygod, I'm so fucking proud of you!"

"Jimin," I choked, "I can't breath-ah! Shit, you're smaller than me but you hug like a gorilla, man."

"Sorry," He giggled, pushing his purple hair back, "So...are you a top or a bottom?"

I'm a top!

Are you ready to know what submission feels like?

"I...don't know, yet(?)" I rubbed my neck, gulping at the memories my brain threw at me every other second.

"It's okay," Jimin nodded, "You very might have an answer to that today...if you want." Jimin wiggled his eyebrows.

"I was going from the start-just wanted to watch you plead like you always do." I wiggled mine back.

"You are such a tiny weeny and I don't know why I still call you my best friend." Jimin flipped me off.

"You seem extra excited this time for the united party," I raised an eyebrow, "Any blondie with a pretty smile happens to be going too?"

"I don't seem," He furrowed his eyebrows as if denying it to himself, "extra excited. But yeah, and he's not just going. He's actually-"

Ding dong!

"It must be Hoseok." I got up, getting out to meet him, after giving him a request call an hour ago.

He was going to help me dress up.

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