"C'mon, it's a dare. You can't go back on it, Taetae," Jimin said, a frown plastered on his face, puppy dog eyes showing. Taehyung scoffed.
"How can you look so innocent when daring me to send someone a nude," he retorted, shoving the older playfully. "But fine."
"Yes!" Jungkook said with a fist pump, looking over to Jimin with an evil glint in his eye.
"Who is it then. Do your worst."
Jimin and Jungkook shared, what can only be described as wicked.
"Min Yoongi," they both said in unison. Taehyung just gaped at them, mouth and eyes wide.
"You want me to send Min fucking Yoongi a nude! Are you insane?" To this the two boys just nodded.
"You know what! Fine. But if he asks I'll tell him you made me do it."
"Fine by us," Jungkook said. "No go into that bathroom and be sexy for the camera!"
"I hate you," Taehyung crumpled, making his way to the bathroom. He heard Jimin shout a "we love you too!" Before he slammed the door behind him. Cursing his friends under his breath, he unlocked his phone, pressing on Yoongis contact number and getting the camera up.
"Okay, how the fuck do I do this." Contrary to his friends beliefs, he hadn't actually sent a nude before. Lifting his t-shirt to show his abs. He angled the camera so it showed the bottom half of his face, biting his lip. He felt like an idiot, but the photo he took didn't seem too bad. Shrugging, he clicked send, closing his phone and walking back into the living room.
"Did you do it?" Jimin asked whilst Jungkook insisted to see the photo he sent.
"Yes, and nope. It was just of me with my shirt off, calm down." He sighed, sinking down next to Jimin.
"What?" Jungkook leaned over. "No dick pic?"
"What, like you would send Yoongi a dick pic?" Taehyung shot back.
Jungkook shrugged. "Probably." He said nonchalantly.
"Shut up, Jungkook, you would send anyone a dick pic," Jimin said, earning a snicker from Taehyung and a nod from Jungkook. Just then, Taehyung heard a 'ping' from his phone.
"Oh my god, is that him, please tell me that's him," Jimin said, lunging forward to grab Taehyungs phone out of his hand. Jimins grin turned into a frown as he saw the message.
"Taehyung... who's Hobi?" He asked.
"What the fuck?" Taehyung said, taking his phone back to glare at the screen.
"No, no, no," Taehyung chanted, reading the message Hobi had sent him.
Jesus V, I knew you were hot but I didn't know you were that hot.
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.Ay bet you werent expecting a paragraphed chapter lmao. Stay tuned bc the next one will be smutty af and I'm not apologising 🌚🌚
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FanfictionJung Hoseok gets what he wants. And he wants Taehyung. (Also known as the fic where the famous dancer texts a fan who doesnt know who he is and jungkook and jimin are brats)