In the middle vmk

SIXTEEN

Jungkook woke up with sore arm and back muscles but mindlessly ignored it as he booped his otter plushie's nose and shut off his alarm, bracing to go through another day of school.

Taehyung woke up with a hangover, groaning as he held his pounding head and hid from the light and cursed himself for the night before.

Jimin woke up from blasting music coming from his roommate and cursing at himself because he had slept through his own alarm and had lost two hours of study time already.

All three of them were awake, but not too happy to be so. They had their separate – a little bit fucked up- lives but that would soon come to an end.

Jimin checked the date and smiled. Three days until they would meet up again. Just the three of them. He still had to tell Taehyung though, and just hoped the boy would be coming to work this afternoon.

Jungkook smiled, though he knew children were staring at him, at the thought of his new older friends who he was going to meet that Saturday. He couldn't wait to see them again and have fun like last time.

Taehyung grimaced, seeing the mess he had made of his apartment last night. He could smell the scent of throw up and knew it was probably coming from the bathroom – thank god he had been smart enough to go there- but he had missed the toilet and had thrown up next to it. (he hadn't been smart enough for that).

The green haired male decided on cleaning up, showering and taking a whole lot of pain killers before going back to sleep, luckily, setting an alarm for work.

So that's how he ended up standing in the second hand clothing shop, looking like shit, and feeling like it too. He was bringing in new clothes that had been stacked into boxes and trying to ignore Jimin's comments on how shitty he looked today.

"You shouldn't have been mixing liquor with weed and fast food. Your stomach doesn't appreciate that", Jimin sing songed.

"Shut it midget", Taehyung growled, feeling his head ache coming up again and his stomach doing summersault. He quickly dropped the box he was holding and rushed into the small shop's toilet. Jimin frowned and heard disgusting sounds coming from said toilet, making him gag himself.

"Such a dumbo", he muttered, glancing at his phone incase Jungkook would have messaged him.

Taehyung came out a few minutes later after wiping his mouth with some toilet paper and flushing the toilet.

He tried to act casual as he sauntered over to where Jimin was standing behind the check out, "So-"

A hand was shoved into his face before he could say any more. He glanced at the smol hand that was holding a packet of mints and chewing gum.

"Take it", Jimin mumbled before scrunching up his nose, "You need it".

Taehyung's cheeks awkwardly turned pink and he quickly grasped the items out of his hand before plopping a mint into his mouth, "Thanks".

"What were you even thinking last night? And why didn't you inform me you were not coming to work?", Jimin asked, deciding on asking the now sober Taehyung.

The green haired male shrugged, "Personal reasons".

"So you got drunk and high because of personal reasons and skipped work too for that?", Jimin narrowed his eyes and planted his hands on his hips, "I'm sure the boss would be happy to hear your vague reasons".

Taehyung stilled and eyed the other with a frown, "I don't need to tell you anything. Personal means personal".

"Fine", Jimin huffed, "But you better come hang out with us on Saturday. Jungkookie is already too excited to see you for you to bail on us".

"Jungkook is excited to see me?", Taehyung asked, confusion written on his face.

Jimin rolled his eyes at this and sighed, "You're his hyung and for some reason looks up to you as well so yeah- and I think we're pretty much his only friends so you're coming!"

And with that Taehyung also – kinda – looked forward – only kinda – to meet up with them.

BUT ONLY KINDA

I've been having writer blocks for so many of my stories so my mind is now focused on only this one