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Stage 12

Chapter Thirteen: Stage 12

It has been a month since that accident, you made sure to be extra clingy towards Jimin because you knew better than leaving him alone.

You gave Jimin a bright smile as he managed to eat a piece of chicken leg and a quarter bowl of rice. You squeezed his thigh and patted him on the back.

He's gonna be alright.

"You're doing great sweetie." you grinned at him.

He looked at you with a playful glare, "Don't call me that! I'm your hyung!" he whined.

"Are you sure shorty?" you laughed as he whacked you on the head.

Suddenly the door burst open and in came a running Tae.

"JIMINIE! Y/N! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME OUT!" Tae yelled and jumped on both of you for a hug.

You quickly pushed Tae away and stood up. It was nearly bedtime so you weren't wearing layers of clothing, you were only wearing your pajamas.

"Tae quite down, Yoongi-hyung is just next door." You told him with your hands on your hips. You knew making Yoongi as your excuse to them would stop them from any suspicious thoughts on why you would push Tae away.

Not yet.

Just until you debut.

But Tae didn't bother to listen as he proceeded to yell out how lonely he was when they didn't invite him.

"And I had NOTHING to do because Kook was busy playing Overwatch and he wouldn't invite me! I mean I'm not that bad, maybe I'll die for a few times, or 10, but still." Tae huffed out as he sat on Jimin's bed.

"Tae stop it." Jimin told him to get Tae to quiet down because no one liked Yoongi to kick down the door and glare at them.

"That's not what you said last night." Tae said with his tongue sticking out.

Everyone went quiet.

"What?" You spoke up and looked at Jimin then to Tae, again and again. You were pretty sure Jimin had a thing for Yoongi and Tae hinted towards Kookie.

Awww my ships.

"Whatever you're thinking, it is not true." Jimin told you firmly as he glared at Tae.

"Or is it~?" Tae responded back with a grin causing Jimin to smack his arm.

Well then. You weren't going to stick around any longer as the third wheel, true or not.

"Oh look at the time, I better get to bed. Bye!" you told them and rush out of the room as quickly as possible to your's and Kookie's shared room.

You sigh as you shut the door and ran your hand through your hair.

Oh right, you haven't showered yet.

You walked over to your closet and looked at Kookie who was on the desktop to occupied to notice that you were even in the room. You then quickly took your towel and dug into your shirt drawers until your hand felt a small plastic bottle. You then quickly took it and hid it in one of your pockets.

Thank goodness men clothing had REAL pockets because they aren't defined by society to have purses.

You walked into the empty bathroom and locked the door.

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You let out a sigh as you looked at the strands of hair on your palm before washing it all into the drain. You got out and dried yourself with a towel while putting on night cream.