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"How can you make us miss the bus!"

"It's not my damn fault that I got fucking diarrhea!"

"Should have controlled your big mouth and eat less than!"

"You bi-" Jimin stopped talking as he held his stomach in pain and then ran away.

"Again?" Jin groaned.

They were supposed to take the bus at nine but at the end moment Jimin went to the toilet and didn't come out for more than ten minutes. When he did get out, he went back again after five minutes. And so, they missed the only bus they could take back home. It was a remote area and the other bus was in the evening.

"So what are we gonna do now?"

"What else? Let's go to our rooms and rest. It's too hot today."

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"Cham, cham cham!"

Jungkook groaned as he turned his head towards the same direction Hoseok pointed at.

"You ready?" Hoseok laughed before flicking Jungkook's forehead, who groaned.

"Why did you hit me so hard?" Jungkook glared, rubbing at his forehead.

"Move. It's my turn." Jin said, before pushing him away. Jungkook dramatically rolled over and laid his head on Namjoon's thighs, who chuckled and patted his head.

"Why are you so good at this!" Jin groaned as well when he lost, while Hoseok laughed, rubbing his hands together and then flicking the other's forehead.

Yoongi chuckled warmly, looking at his overdramatic friends. All of them were huddled together in the same room.

The door of the room opened and Jimin walked in, his hair all over the place.

"Dude, you look half dead."

Jimin rolled his eyes, "thanks for stating the obvious, Taehyung."

He waddled over to his mate who already had his arms wide open for a hug.

"How are you feeling now?"

"Much better." Jimin said, "I slept for a while, didn't I?"

"Two hours." Yoongi said as he shifted and got them both more cozier on bed, with Jimin almost sleeping on top of him. "I wanted to stay with you but you kicked me out."

"Why would I want you to be bored while I sleep? It's better to play here."

"I could have slept as well. Being with you is never boring."

Both Taehyung and Jungkook smiled warmly, looking at their bestfriends so in content with their mate.

Their eyes involuntarily found eachother from where they were sitting on two opposite ends of the bed.

Their was this emptiness in their chest as they stared at eachother, the smile slipping away and as if the noise of their friends faded away and all that was left was them, their thudding heart and their eyes, conveying a million emotions, staring at eachother.

Jungkook was the first to break the eye contact and look away, Taehyung did the same.

Maybe they will never be able to look at eachother like how their bestfriend looks at their mate. But that was to be expected. For two people who had only ever looked at eachother with disgust, how were they supposed to suddenly look at the other with heart eyes just because they were mates? It didn't make sense. For them, being mates in the first place didn't make any sense at all.