Tripped |Jikook/Kookmin

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"What do you want from me?" Yoongi hissed, abruptly turning to meet Taehyung's eyes, which were wide with surprise, like a deer caught in headlights.

"What do I want from you? Absolutely nothing!" Taehyung retorted, quickly regaining his composure.

"Then why are you following me?" Yoongi asked irritably, one eyebrow raised as he fixed his gaze on Taehyung.

"Why am I following you? Well, that's a slightly complicated question."Taehyung replied with a mischievous grin, his bubbly demeanor making it clear he wasn't about to admit any fault despite being caught red-handed.

Yoongi let out an exasperated groan. "Break it down for me like I'm five!" he demanded, his foot tapping impatiently against the tiled floor of the corridor.

Taehyung glanced at the curious onlookers passing by before turning back to Yoongi. "But you're not five! So can't do that!"he retorted sassily looking at his nails while mentally kicking himself for such a stupid comeback, he was embarrassed but wasn't about to let it show.

With a silent exhale of frustration, Yoongi pivoted on his heel, his patience exhausted by the conversation's circular nature. For a month, he had endured the ritual of chauffeuring that flaxen-haired nuisance back and forth, enduring the torment of witnessing his newfound boyfriend's unabashed flirtations. Each mile traversed felt like an eternity, with Yoongi serving as both chauffeur and unwitting witness to their intimate entanglements. The memory of those torturous rides lingered like a bitter aftertaste.

Now, liberated from the shackles of this unwelcome duty, he found himself ensnared in yet another web of inconvenience: the brother of said blonde nuisance. Despite his begrudging acknowledgment of the young man's undeniable allure, Yoongi's endurance was stretched thin by the ongoing ordeal.

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As Jeongguk settled into his car, the melodious voice of Jimin greeted him, slicing through the air like a silver bell. It had been a long stretch without encountering the blonde, and if rumors were to be believed—rumors whispered by none other than Yoongi himself—the blonde's newly started relationship that was now old news, evident in the subtle shift in Jimin's demeanor, a glow that emanated from him like a halo.
"Hello Mr. Jeon ! How have you been ?" He chirped.

"I am quite well, thank you." Jeongguk chose to be polite because he rather had a good day today and neither was he in the mood to press the blonde's wrong buttons, which he certainly enjoyed doing. "And might I inquire how the winds of fortune have treated you in my absence?"Jeongguk chose to lead a normal conversation with the blonde for once.

Jimin giggled , keyword is giggle, a tinkling melody that caught Jeongguk off guard. His hand hesitated on the car's ignition, and he turned to Jimin, his expression a mix of surprise and curiosity, but he managed yo mask his expressions expertly.How could such a lively sound come from someone he had always been so uptight?

As Jimin stopped giggling , he flashed Jeongguk a mischievous grin. "I must admit," he said, his voice light but confident, "I've been rather amazing. No offense, but your presence can be a bit suffocating." meaning no harm just raw honesty which was quite the truth.

Jeongguk's eyebrows arched in amusement, a chuckle escaping his lips. There was something refreshing about Jimin's honesty, a quality that sparked a sense of intrigue within him always .