bed buddies

two

taehyung's pov:

"he makes me wait so fucking long. and for what? to freaking tutor him! pfft, like hell i'd do him a favour." jimin complains as we make our way towards the cafeteria.

after jimin obediently followed yoongi's orders yesterday, it resulted in yoongi asking for some tuition and help. jimin, of course, was fuming and hasn't stopped talking about it since.

"the only time he knows i exist is when he needs help." jimin murmurs as we grab our trays and collect our food. "maybe he used tuition as an excuse to get closer to you?" hoseok suggested as jimin clicked his tongue.

"it doesn't matter because i'm definitely over him." jimin stated, a look of disappointment and distress wore itself on his face. "whatever you say." hoseok mumbled in reply as we took our seats in the canteen.

after that, we avoided the said topic and conversed about other things to lighten up the mood. "how far away is changwon to daegu?" jimin asked, concerned as i shrugged my shoulders.

"probably a while away." i tell him as he huffs irritatedly. "i can't believe we're going to be so far away from each other."

"we'll visit." jimin says, beaming brightly. the thought of being away from hoseok and jimin left me desolated. i can't imagine life without these two idiots.

ring! ring!

i groaned inwardly as i discreetly brought my phone out. it was my paranoid mother who would always call to check up on me.

"is she still worried about you?" hoseok asked knowingly as i nodded in reply. "i can't even have a decent life a guy my age would have." i say, my words laced in disconsolation.

"i'll just go to the toilets to take this." i tell the two as i swiftly stand up and make my way towards the restroom. if i didn't pick up the call, my mother would assume something was wrong and i'd cause unnecessary stress for everyone.

as i make my way down, the sudden disconsolate, tragic memory of the night replenishes itself in my head.

→

tuesday, 9:23pm a dreary, doleful christmas eve.

i'd just had the most heated argument with my father based on the fact my grades were dropping. i needed time to cool off, to gather myself.

wearing nothing but a hoodie and some shorts accompanied with my trainers, i made my way down the sidewalk. there was an inordinate amount of people who seemed to be doing some late christmas shopping.

the whole conversation with my father irked me, i hadn't been getting the usual A grades i always received. instead, for maths, i came back with a B and apparently that didn't suffice and basically marked the end of my once 'successful future'

it was all so ridiculously stupid. before my dad lost his shit, i decided to take myself out the situation and leave my father to yell obnoxious words to himself instead of me.

i had no clue where i was going, i went wherever my legs would take me. my mind was bombarded with an infuriating amount of thoughts about the argument. i was in a stupefied trance, i was zoned out.

i subconsciously crossed the road, i was so fazed to notice that the lights were red implying that i should stop.

but i didn't freaking stop.

before i could apprehend the situation, it was too late. the car was too close.

i didn't know what happened after that as a bright, loud flash appeared in front of my eyes.