"I am supposed to be falling for Y/N! Where did you both come from?"
"Have we chained you to the bed with a blindfold over your eyes? Who is stopping you from doing so?"
In this, Jimin and Taehyung end up in a cliche Wattpad world. A world ruled by...
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Yoongi sat beside the unconscious lad who had fallen unconscious in the hallway. He had carried him all the way to the infirmary and now sitting by his side swaying his legs back forth he thought.
The sketch of the mystery boy was still in his hands and his eyes couldn't help but continue to stare at the beautiful boy in the sketch.
How beautiful must you be for him to describe you in great detail? He thought.
He was so confident about his liking towards Hoseok that he bragged about it to all his friends.
But something in him told that this is how strong your relationship must be to feel the love.
And seeing the sketch simply made him admire Taehyung's love for someone.
Is this man simply a friend like he mentions? A question lingered in Yoongi's head. However, his thoughts were interrupted when he felt a small shuffle in the bed.
He shifted his gaze towards the boy who scurried in his place. He scooted closer and tapped the boy's cheek, "Hey, are you okay? Can you see me?"
Blinded by intensely bright, Taehyung groaned, his head throbbing with a dull ache. He slowly sat up, his arms trembling slightly as he used his hands to support his weight.
He blinked several times, trying to clear his vision, but the harsh glare made it difficult to focus. Disoriented and confused, he looked around the unfamiliar, sterile room, his eyes darting from one object to another, trying to make sense of his surroundings. "Where am I?" he rasped, his voice hoarse and dry, the words catching in his throat. The room seemed to spin slightly, and he felt a wave of nausea hit his throat.
"You fainted in the hallways. What happened to you back there? Fortunately, I brought you to the infirmary. I am glad you woke up."
"I have no clue," Taehyung mumbled, though he knows exactly why he fainted. He gripped the sheets in between his fingers, a raw emotion playing over his face but quickly concealed it with a blank stare, "Anyways, have you found him yet?"
"Huh?" Yoongi blinked.
"Jimin! Did you find him?" Taehyung asked.
"Oh, uh about that..," Yoongi's voice trailed off and Taehyung sighed in disappointment.
Was this all a very big mistake?
Maybe he dragged Jimin into hell with him?
Why was he such a pathetic loser? Taehyung cursed himself picking his nails as the anxiety was slowly building within him.