HATE TO LOVE YOU || TAEKOOK || JIKOOK || MAFIA AU

[𝓕𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂]⁴³

{Song of the chapter: "Mein"
By Asim Azhar}

"Dafvck is this, I'd never thought our second year will be this boring. It's almost mid of the semester and still I don't know what the sh!t is going on with the courses. And the audacity of these bald professors to teach us when their own brains are fvckin bare."  muttered the hyper one, rolling his eyes dramatically before slumping back in his chair with a loud huff.

While they were sitting away in the last corner of the library as usual, his voice was quiet but dripping with sarcasm.

The girl sitting between them giggled at his exaggeration, clearly entertained.

"You can say that, Byun Baek Hyun, because you’ve got a brain that works sometimes. Plus, being with Taehyung 24/7 means you can pull off last-minute study sessions and still score the third-highest GPA in class. Only then you can have the guts to criticize the teachers so boldly,” she shook her head, adjusting her glasses and smoothing her braids with a mocking smile.

And the said one rolled his eyes back  turning the pages of the god knows what subject's notes in his hands.

"Exactly, and we average folks need to actually pay attention to score the average," added the boy sitting to her left.

One who had been unusually quiet since they were sitting here, staying quite wasn't in his genes, but he had his reasons for staying low.

“Bullsh!t, Taehyung tutor me. He doesn’t live with me, idiots. But, I’ll give you this, the second part is true. His notes are lifesavers when it comes to last-minute cramming.” Baekhyun grinned, his lips sweetly stretching as he said it and his eyes automatically turned to sneak a glance towards the said one who was just an arm's length away, lost in his own world.

Oblivious to the conversation, he was sitting with his pen between his pouty lips, completely unaware of Baekhyun’s subtle praise. His focus was elsewhere, clearly tuned out from the group’s chatter.

So Baek had to nudge Taehyung’s shoulder to snap him out of it.

He slowly turned his head, just enough to fix a questioning gaze on Baekhyun, the kind of gaze that could stop someone's heart in its track.

"Don't kill me with those eyes, peach. I was just praising you, but you weren't paying attention," Baekhyun said in a lowered voice, his bottom lip jutting out in an exaggerated pout.

Even though he had looked away, Baekhyun could still feel the weight of tae's stare lingering. Well, It had become habitual, a part of their routine that Baekhyun had learned to live with.

"Taehyung, listen to me," Miami began tapping the table to get his attention, her voice soft as she blinked her beautiful double-lidded eyes in that endearing way.

"I know we already disturb you a lot, but can you please tutor me in financial accounting for the finals? Last time I barely scraped a B-, and I want to be more prepared this time." She sheepishly asked, her tone almost pleading.

Taehyung looked at her for a few seconds, After a moment, he gave a soft nod, agreeing without saying a word.

Miami’s face lit up instantly, and she clapped her hands together, cheering with excitement.

"We'll start whenever you'll be fine with it."

"If you're not comfortable, then don't do it. They'll figure it out themselves eventually, and you don't need to be bothered," came a voice from across the table.

It was Hajoon, the third in their group, who had kept his head buried in his laptop for most of the time. Now he was centre of attention of other three on the table.