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eighteen

"Fuck!"

Jimin runs into the kitchen, wide eyed. "Are you okay?"

Taehyung is clutching his finger, wincing. "I'm gonna die—"

"What happened?" Jimin rushes over.

"I'm gonna bleed out and die, man—"

"It's a fucking paper cut!" Jimin exclaims, eyes narrowing. "What the hell, Tae, I thought something happened!"

"Something did happen!"

"You're so melodramatic," mutters Jimin, dragging the younger boy to the sink. "Wash it, I'll get you a Band-Aid." He returns with one thirty seconds later, carefully wrapping it around the younger's finger. "There. Now you won't bleed out and die."

"I could've," Taehyung says pointedly, picking at the edges of the Band-Aid. "Anyway, thanks." He pats the top of Jimin's head. "You're such a sweetheart. You'd make a great boyfriend."

Jimin laughs bitterly. "Yoongi hyung and Hoseok hyung don't seem to think so."

"Jimin," Taehyung whines, pulling on the boy's arm, "don't worry about it."

"There's no way that either one of them would ever like me, though," Jimin sighs.

"Listen," orders Taehyung, firmly grasping the other boy's chin and looking him straight in the eye, "if you want them to like you, you gotta impress them somehow."

"That won't work—"

"It might."

"Honestly, let's just quit," Jimin mutters, pushing Taehyung's fingers away. "It's pointless. Yoongi hyung and Hoseok hyung are way too in love to notice me. And I don't even know if they're into polyamorous relationships."

"They might—"

"Taehyung, seriously." Jimin leans away. "Don't."

Taehyung sighs, pouting as his eyes flicker over Jimin's face. "Don't lose all hope, Jiminnie." He gently pats the elder's arm. "There still might be a slight chance that you three could be in a relationship."

"So basically no chance."

"That's not what I said," Taehyung begins, but Jimin shakes his head.

"I give up," he says quietly. "They're in a relationship; I don't want to ruin it by butting in."

"Jimin—"

"Don't we have to go with Jungkook somewhere?"

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"Kookie, chill—"

"It's kind of hot out, if you haven't noticed," Jungkook says, speaking so fast that his words mix together. "It's pretty hard to chill."

"Dude, seriously." Taehyung pokes Jungkook's cheek. "You need to calm down."

"How?" Jungkook squawks, flinging his arms out and accidentally punching Jimin's stomach. His loud voice attracts stares from passers-by as he continues talking. "I'm going to meet Seokjin hyung! How am I supposed to just calm down?"

"You take a deep breath," Taehyung says slowly, as if talking to a child, "hold it in for a few seconds, and then exhale. Got it?"

Jungkook rolls his eyes, adjusting his tank top. "You're so annoying."

"Just to you, my love." Taehyung grins and pulls him closer, interlacing their fingers.

"Fuck off," he mutters as he pulls his hand away, glaring when Jimin laughs.

The three soon reach the coffee shop, and Taehyung gives Jungkook's hand a quick squeeze, murmuring "have fun" before disappearing with Jimin. Jungkook hesitantly steps in, eyes flitting around the cozy area to catch a familiar face.

After coming to the realization that Seokjin has not arrived yet, Jungkook orders an iced tea and waits at the counter for his drink, playing with the hem of his top.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit what am I going to do when Seokjin hyung gets here? Jungkook anxiously wets his lips. I'm going to be so nervous that I won't be able to say anything, oh god. He exhales slowly. It's going to fine. Just try not to freak out. Don't freak out. Do not freak out. Under no circumstances, Jeon Jungkook, can you freak out. Don't you dare freak out—

His thoughts are interrupted as an arm finds itself on his shoulder, nearly making his heart jump out of his chest.

"Hello, Jungkookie!"

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A/N: cliffhangers lmao have fun
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