it's cold [p.jm]

07.

"can i have a curly fry? thanks." i took one of jimins curly fries from his tray of said to be healthy food, which was obviously a lie but i'm not complaining.

"really." he gave me a dirty look as he shoved the rest of the curly fries in his mouth. i flipped him off, which made him laugh and choke.

panicked, i started to pat his back as he coughed up a mess in front of his self. he continued to laugh even after all of his choked up fries was in front of him, laying in a pile of mess.

"what a waste of fries." i sighed and hit his shoulder.

"ow." he rubbed his shoulder and nuzzled closer to taehyung.

"i thought you guys were working on a song, not trying to kill each other ??" the mint haired guy i still dont know the name of said.

"oh yeah forgot about that." i said and started to think some stuff up.

"well i think jimins situation would make the best song." taehyung suggested as he shoved jimin towards me, which by the way, i dodged.

"what have i done to be treated this way." mumbles coming from jimin.

"stop complaining let's start working, i don't want to fail because your idiotic ways." i started to jot some lyrics down.

"hey hey hey, what are you writing??? we havent even discussed any lyrics or ideas yet??" jimin said as he looked over my shoulder. "oh that actually sounds goo-"

"read it to me." taehyung and mint hair said in sync, they looked at each other and smiled, creepily, may i add.

"the clock made two full turns
nothings different about this day
but like a picture with no time reference
im standing still
when I felt a little comfortable
was that me deceiving myself?"

"hey i'm still no-"

"wow that sounds nice so far, props." mint hair clapped slowly.

[end]

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