Colour Me Blue | Taekook

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Y'all I'm so socially awkward can I cry

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8:54am, 18th june 2017

jeongguk's final biology exam begins in 8 minutes and at the moment, he can't concentrate on his notes because of a certain someone.

jin has been making dad jokes for the whole 15 minutes jeongguk has been at school. does he ever run out of dad jokes?

the answer is no, no he doesn't.

the trio continue their walk down the maths corridor, two of them trying their hardest to ignore the pinkette, who seemingly does not shut up.

when the bell rings, the boys have already neared staircase 2, where they separate to head to their designated classes; jin has art, yoongi has child development and jeongguk, obviously, has his science exam in the main hall.

he runs down the stairs quickly, bag barely hanging off his left shoulder, bouncing up and down with every step. other students lazily make their ways up the long winded stairs, the early morning sun from the windows brings their hands up to their eyes to vigorously rid them of fatigue.

jeongguk finally ends up in front of the heavy wooden doors of the hall, and he zips open his bag to get his phone.

he hands his (precious) phone to an old lady who looks bored out of her mind, must he say; eyes drooping and hands floppily taking the device out of the young boy's hands.

the brunette only bows respectively before zipping up his bag and shouldering it. when he walks through the doors, he sees hundreds of students from his year almost falling asleep as they tap their plastic pens on the crappy fold up tables. turning towards the cupboards on the right of the door, he throws his plain black bag on top of many others, along with his pe bag that sits inside of it.

after a rather bored looking old man hands him an exam paper, he's settled down in the not-at-all sturdy seat right at the front of the hall; where he can't see anyone.

he feels panic sink in the bottom of his empty stomach, and his palms start to feel sweaty when the exam lady begins to speak. damn, he wishes he had breakfast this morning.

she goes through the rules and regulations while jeongguk fiddled with his pen and pencil, paranoia filling his mind to the brim. he feels all eyes on him and quickly drops his stationary, before running his hands through his brown locks.

soon enough, the woman tells the students to begin and jeongguk flips open the exam paper, not ready for what may come of it.

10:08am, 18th june 2017

jeongguk walks out of the exam hall at last, sweeping his dark hairback once again as he goes around the corner to where everyone's phones are being kept safely.

he approaches the old ladies who are already handing phones to students and waits patiently at the back of the crowd.

once he has retrieved his phone, he makes his way into the staircase next to the reception and begins to walk to his next class; english.

you could say that jeongguk is a bit of nerd. well, not a nerd exactly. he's very smart (to a certain extent) but he hangs around with the "cool people" aka his only friends; jin and yoongi.

most of the time, though, he is a bit of a third wheel, curtesy of jin's constant flirting with - who would've guessed it - yoongi.

so, basically, jeongguk tends to focus on school work at break and lunch instead of jin's boisterous laughing and yoongi's complaints.

he always ends up getting slapped when the pink-haired boy is laughing, unfortunately for him.

therefore, jeongguk is quite the smart one.

10:10am, 18th june 2017

the brunette attempts to take his time getting to english, but his long legs cause him to travel fast anyway.

even though he is fairly good at the subject, he absolutely despises it. first of all, he sits behind the tallest guy ever, namjoon, and a smaller boy who never shuts up.

his teacher also has the most boring voice he has ever heard, and whenever he tries to work, all he can hear is the teacher's voice droning on and on.

his name is mr williams, and the only thing he ever does is talk. there had not been one second that he hasn't stopped speaking. what kind of lungs does this guy have?

when he sits down and throws his bag under the table, namjoon and the other boy are practically shouting. jeongguk rolls his eyes in annoyance and places his book on the table. mr williams is already talking.

11:01am, 18th june 2017

after an hour long english lesson that seemed like 50 million years, the brunette is finally on his way to the canteen.

when he walks into the cafeteria, he already spots yoongi and jin right in the corner by the water fountain, and waves at them to catch their attention.

even from across the spacious room, jeongguk can see the bright pink blush that spreads across yoongi's cheeks; the blush that contrasts with his dark, black hair.

jin looks up from his phone to notice the brunette clearly waving his arm back and forth 6 tables away.

the younger male arrives at the (soon to be) couple's table a few moments later, and he sits down with his bag settled in his lap.

11:13am, 18th june 2017

jeongguk is in the middle of a conversation about jellyfish - with seokjin - when he starts to feel the same tingling feeling in his wrist as he did yesterday.

when the other two boys ask why he is flailing his arm around under the table, he just plays it off as pins and needles.

"i got stung by a jellyfish when i was just 9 years- what are you doing with your arm?" yoongi queers.

"it looks like your having a seizure under the table." jin says a moment later, squeaky laugh filling the canteen.

jeongguk rests his chin on his other arm - the one that doesn't tingle - replying cooly, "it's just pins and needles- you know exams are pretty darn uncomfortable!"

the pinkette and the ravenette give eachother a "wtf" look before carrying on with their conversation.

"yeah, anyway, as i was saying. did you know that jellyfish don't have brains." jin speaks.

yoongi laughs, "are you sure you're not a jellyfish?"

"i wish! like they're so- wait..."

the bell rings and yoongi stands up hurriedly, without saying anything.

"that little twat."

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This chapter took so long to write why

q: favourite western artist/s?

a: kendrick lamar, ed sheeran, big time rush, ariana grande, coldplay, the wiggles, frank ocean, oh wonder, harry styles