A/N: thtt duckjg picyire of hyunuk I canr fucjinh brestgr hss so hoy
(literally over a month later) have fun trying to translate that it took me a few seconds
(uhhh like several months later)
still can't crack the code idk guys***
Taehyung woke up with a strange feeling. His alarm wasn't to go off for another twenty minutes and he wanted nothing more than to just sit there until it pierced his ears. Being the responsible guy he is, though, he switched the alarm off and forced himself up to take a shower.
As he stripped and stepped into the tub, hot water instantly cascaded down his back. His mind trailed to his conversation with Jimin from that night. He felt kind of bad for snapping the way he did, but he didn't want Jimin thinking he could just keep toying with him, even if it wasn't on purpose.
The strange thing was that Taehyung wasn't sure if he'd even know how to act in an actual relationship. Having never been in one, it wasn't really his strong suit, and he knew it was the same for Jimin. Neither had any idea at all regarding how to be an actual boyfriend.
Taehyung mentally slapped himself for thinking about Jimin as a boyfriend. He didn't want to get his hopes up in case Jimin wasn't able to change from his overly-possessive ways.
He eventually turned off the water and stepped out, toweling himself off before blow-drying his hair. Afterwards, he searched through his closet for something to wear.
In less than ten minutes he came up with three outfits. The first one was the most casual, consisting of a simple black shirt, a red and black flannel, and dark jeans. The second one was, creatively enough, the same pair of jeans with a black and white button-up shirt. He ended up choosing the third outfit, which was one Jimin put together seemingly forever ago. Once the pale yellow shirt and overalls were on, he applied his usual light makeup and put in his contacts.
With his hair somewhat fluffy from blow-drying it, he almost felt cute.
Skipping the necklace, he checked the time to see he still had twelve minutes before he even had to leave. Deciding to take advantage of this time, he got on his phone. The first thing in his Instagram feed was a picture of Hyunuk, the boy following through with his promise.
Taehyung couldn't lie, he was actually pretty damn cute. He was also pretty sure he had a crush on him, but he wasn't going to jump to conclusions. Though, why else would he get flustered every time he called it a date?
Thank me later ;)
Taehyung put his phone in his pocket after commenting and slung his bag on his shoulder, deciding to head out with six minutes to spare. Passing by the kitchen, he realized he hadn't had breakfast in forever. He just shrugged and left the house, deciding there's no point in eating if he's not hungry.
***
While putting books in his locker, Taehyung felt a pair of eyes on him. He ignored it at first until he closed his locker, almost jumping out of his skin when he was met with the face of a certain pink-haired boy.
"You scared the crap out of me," he sighed. "What do you want?"
"Someone's crabby." Jimin grinned and let out a giggle. "I like the outfit, by the way."
"Thanks, I put it together all on my own." Taehyung coudn't help but smile when Jimin rolled his eyes.
"I think it's missing something." Jimin ignored Taehyung's confused look as he reached into his own bag, emerging with a small pouch with the silver choker in it. "I've been meaning to give this to you but I haven't found the right time with all of this arguing recently."
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innocence; vmin
FanfictionThe story of a pure boy whose innocence gets slowly shredded away as he figures himself out while also enduring several forms of abuse. Kim Taehyung is innocent with a capital "i." He went seventeen years without a single touch upon the dangerous wo...