"I like you."
"Well, I would hope so."
Jeon Jeongguk and Kim Taehyung have been friends for years until feelings struct. Now, what are they?
Best friends to lovers, of course.
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❝ I just made a million and I'm still not satisfied ❞
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"Hey, you hungry?" The raven questions, holding out a small bag of chocolate pretzels. Glancing up, Taehyung lightly chuckled in delight.
"Chocolate pretzels? Where'd you get this from?" He asks, setting down his book and going on his knees, taking the bag.
"Jimin. He said he didn't want the rest so I figured you would." Jeongguk takes a seat next to Taehyung in the cramped, small corner of the library.
He hums and opens the bag, "You've been coming in here a lot more lately, why?" The brunette questions as he noms on the chocolate pretzels.
"Well, you don't seem all too bothered when I interrupt your me-time, so I'd rather you not be alone so much."
"Pfft- what are you, my father? That's something she would say."
"Someone's gotta watch you or hell would be unleashed."
Snickering and nudging the raven, "That should be said about you. It's always a mess after a rooftop party you and Jackson throw."
Jeongguk rolls his eyes at that and snatches a chocolate covered pretzel that the brunette was about to put in his mouth, though Taehyung frowns and snatched it back before he too was about to eat it. He chuckled, "You really wanna play this game?" Jeongguk goes on his knees, the two now in a playful fight of getting the pretzel from the other.
"That's not fair- you work out!" Taehyung exclaimed out as the more buff one had took ahold of one wrist and pinned it against the wall. "You know there's other pretzels, right?"
"I like annoying you." Jeongguk went to peel open the hand of the brunettes, though in the corner of his eye he'd seen a book just on the verge of falling from on top of the book case and so he instinctively hovers over the other, some books then sliding off his back. "You alright?"
The one beneath felt his cheeks slightly warm up when looking up to see how close his face was to the ravens. His hand uncurled and now open, "It melted... you still want it?" He questions, looking down at the chocolate pretzel which melted in his warm hand.
Sitting in front of him between his legs, and glanced at the pretzel, "Uh.. no thanks. You can have it." He shook his head out of disgust slightly then grabbed the pretzel bag, opening it and takes one. "You're not doing anything after school, right?"
