Blaze Up [BTS College AU] [Mostly Taehyung]

operation save jungkook

I don't know but he's a strange one. Sometimes I can handle him but other times I really can't.

I just messaged him like ages ago, and he just finally replied with

Come

Park Jimin threw his phone down on his bed, throwing his arms up in frustration. His best friend was something else. He flopped down on his bed along with the phone he'd cast aside.

"What now?" His roommate, and also friend asked in the midst of a game of LoL, briefly turning his head while still clicking his mouse wildly.

"I messaged him on Kakao like an hour ago. All he messaged back just now was. "Come". COME WHERE? Where are you?"
Taehyung, the roommate, snorted in response.
"Haha, oh....FUCKFUCKFUCK NO AHH.... he's probably at the library..." 

"You okay over there?" Jimin questioned from the depths of his bed.

"They got my tower"  The mouse clicking intensified.

"Oh"

"Shit tits"

"...oh" Jimin ran his hand through his hair, sighing. "Well, I'm gonna... go see if he's at the library then I guess." Taehyung simply just says "sayonara" and goes back to swearing at his PC game, while Jimin wonders why his friends are so damn not normal, and steps out the door of their dorm and heads to the university library.

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Jeon Jungkook, an intellectual, struggling to study for economics....
His notebooks and textbooks were scattered across a whole table and he was on his 3rd refill from the complimentary coffee machine in the corner. Jimin found him vibrating in the corner of the library- instead of taking notes, he was just doodling little drawings of him and Jimin in the margins of his closest paper.

"Yah, Jungkookie, what are you... doing?" He jumped about 3 feet high, a small gasp coming out of his mouth, the pen he was using clattered to the floor.

"Oh, Jimin hyung... you came."

"Yes. All you said was come. Why are you like this? I didn't even know where to find you, Tae said you'd be here." Jimin rambled, more concerned than angry at the kid.

"Hyung, what's one plus one?"

"Gwiyomi...." Jimin whispered under his breath before realizing what his friend has just asked him. "I mean,.. are you serious? I think you need to... get some fresh air" he then closed jungkook's books and shoved them into his backpack quickly while the younger sat there with his mouth agape. Then he slung the backpack on his own back, grabbed Jungkook by his arm and dragged him out of Hell.

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"Yah, Jiminnie..." Taehyung called in a sweet but semi panicked voice. Jimin was leaned against the wall on his bed and Jungkook was on the floor next to it folding Jimin's laundry because 'that's what friends do, Hyung', but they all knew he just really... really liked clean laundry. One time they caught him rolling around on his bed covered in fabric softener while drunk, actually. Jimin remembers it vividly... He's texted Jimin that he was 'in heaven' with a bunch of other gibberish and Jimin- being the worrier that he is thought Hoseok has sold him weed laced with heroin or something and was ready to fuck shit up, but when they'd gotten to Jungkook's dorm room, he was just drinking vodka by himself to take the edge off of midterms. They found him rolling around in the middle of his bed in his underwear sniffing Bounce sheets with Fantastic Baby on repeat in the background. 
"..Jimin!" Taehyung's voice called again, followed by some weird splashy sounds.

"That sounds concerning..." Jungkook mumbled, taking a moment to breathe in Jimin's striped shirt before adding it to the pile of folded clothes.

"...Yes?"

"Can.. can you come here for a sec?!" Taehyung pokes his head out of the bathroom as Jimin slides off the bed towards his voice.

"Dare I ask what you've done this time?" He ventures tentatively.

"I clogged the toilet." He answers plainly, like it was the most normal thing to do. Jimin runs his hand through his hair and sighs, leaning against the wooden doorway.

"Taehyung," he starts, wrinkling his nose in disgust, "I know we're best friends and all, and I love you bro.. but I don't want to deal with your literal shit." Taehyung giggles in response.

"Jimin-ah, it isn't poop. It's glitter. It's glitter confetti" Jimin's mouth gapes open, and then closes again and he throws his hands up in the air before making an exasperated sort of noise. "I was doing an experiment and it kind of backfired on me, and now I can't get it out and I'm covered in glitter and I look like Ke$ha! I mean, is she even a thing anymore??? Jimin???"

"Not going to ask... not going to ask..."  Jimin mumbles to himself, shaking his head.

"It was a science experiment! A personal one, I was curious. I was making a glitterbomb but I used too much glue and I-" Taehyung's eyes crinkle as he giggles again and Jimin has to sit on the floor to stop himself from simultaneously laughing and face palming at his friend, his back against the cool door.

"Okay OKAY... I believe you. Pass me the plunger will you?"

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