hybrid

seventeen

"do you like messi?"

jungkook scowled as he gave his best friend a side glance. he had been blabbering non-stop about this certain drama for like the whole day and unfortunately, jungkook has to sit beside him and listen about how kick ass kim bok jo just is.

he tried his best not to just smack taehyung then and there and focused his gaze on their professor, blocking every possibility of hearing his best friend's stupid fanboying. they have an upcoming test tomorrow and he didn't need any more distractions since he had missed a couple of lectures due to jimin's getting sick.

he had to stay back for a couple of days and miss school because jimin just so happens to catch a fever. he originally planned to call seokjin over to take care of jimin but namjoon quickly butted in and dismissed the idea, something about hybrid being utterly emotional and clingy when their sick, and namjoon is a possessive bastard.

the same goes for taehyung. he went strongly against sending either hoseok or yoongi for the same bullshit reasoning. to say he was frustrated was a total understatement.

namjoon wasn't kidding when he said the hybrid was utterly clingy, recalling how he excused himself away from the hybrid to get him some water to drink his medicine with, only to see the hybrid already crying when he left barely a minute ago and rushed to wrap his arms around jungkook the moment he laid eyes on him.

the memory placed a small tug on his lips, staring down the sleeping hybrid on his lap. jungkook could only shake his head as his eyes admired the peacefulness in jimin's features as he snuggled closer to jungkook's stomach, probably seeking for warmth.

"why'd you even bring jimin to school?" taehyung lifted a brow, reaching a hand to caress the hybrid's hair.

"he's still sick," he sighed, slightly slapping taehyung's hand away before playing with jimin's hair himself.

he tried leaving jimin with seokjin because he badly needed to attend school already. but the dog cried until jungkook gave up and decided to just bring him to school. it was a great thing their professor was kind enough to let jimin stay by his side with the promise that he'll behave and be quiet, and thankfully jimin did just that.

"i'm really sorry." taehyung smiled apologetically. "i-it's just that i hate the thought of another man being all touchy and lovey-dovey with my daddies."

"yeah, i'd like my sweaters back and that pair of jeans you borrowed." jungkook shrugged nonchalantly, "— oh and that snapback i gave you for your sixteenth birthday. i'm gonna need my things back because ya'know, i need something to give to my new best friend."

"don't." taehyung narrowed his eyes.

"i hate you." jungkook glared.

"no you don't." taehyung smiled. "you love me, so shut the fuck up."

they argued furthermore after that, bickering as they sneered and literally insulted each other and calling one another names no man could ever think of. they continued to stay that way until the ball rang, indicating their dismissal for the day.

"idiot,"

"freak,"

"slut,"

"whore,"

"well kim taehyung, you can suck my fucking dick and tell the whole world you got murdered by a pretty boy."

"what dick?"

"shut up." jungkook hissed. "maybe you forgot you're a failed abortion whose birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory."

"oh please, is that all you've got?" taehyung quirked an eyebrow. "you so ugly that when yo mama dropped you off at school she got fined for littering."

"you so ugly that when one direction saw you, they went the other way." jungkook smirks.

"i could eat a bowl of alphabet cereal and crap out a smarter comeback than what you just said." taehyung sassed, smirking as he leaned against his locker.

"oh please you could be a hundred times smarter than you are now and trust me, you'd still be dumb as fuck." jungkook spat.

jimin could only watch as the two bicker, gaze switching from the two best friends as they spat insults after insults, not really aware of what the hell is going on.

"well do you still love nature...after what it did to you?" taehyung laughed. "with a face like yours, i'll most likely wish i was blind."

jungkook smirked, pulling jimin closer to his chest. "oh please, i could remove that so called beauty you've been blabbering on about with a tissue." he scoffed. "bitch you hideous without all those make up on."

taehyung gasped, clutching a hand to his chest as if he was deeply offended. "you did not just—"

"oh i just did." jungkook smirked, nodding mockingly.

"i hate you." taehyung rolled his eyes as he push jungkook to the side to gather his things from his locker. "you do not speak of that to your best friend, you sick ass motherfucker." he hissed.

"well my mother raised me not to lie, tae." jungkook grinned.

"friendship over you bastard." taehyung grunts, turning to walk away.

jungkook could only roll his eyes as he followed taehyung, pulling jimin along with him as he jogged to chase his drama queen of a best friend. "hey you started it first." he stated as a matter of fact.

"but you prolonged it," taehyung glares. "anways, i'm hungry. buy me food, peasant."

"like hell i would, you broke ass shark face."

"fine. imma go talk to bogum and find myself a new best friend then." taehyung snarls, sending piercing gazes to the jet black haired boy.

"fine then," jungkook snarls, pouting as he drapes an arm around jimin. "have it your way."

"fine!"

"fine!"

"— but really though, i'm starving, jungkook." taehyung pouts, tugging on his best friend's sleeves like a poor kitten. "truce?"

"truce," jungkook sighed, rolling his eyes.

[A]
idk why i wrote this. lmao my best friend and i were arguing last night and i might've used some of our comeback in this. 🌚✨
this is just a filler by the way.
and credits to @visrae-bts- for the sending me that wonderful picture up there ✨