Taehyung couldn't go back to sleep because he was a little shook by his dream he had last night.
It shouldn't be that big of a deal, but it was bad that Taehyung liked it. He liked the affection from Jungkook and the idea of them together which made Taehyung feel horrible since he was with Jimin.
Taehyung decided to forget about it, and just pretend it didn't happen. Jungkook was his friend. He needed to be thought as one.
So after they got off school, Jimin and Jungkook came and helped sign him out to go home.
Taehyung couldn't really look Jungkook in the eyes. Everytime he did he would get an excited feeling when he thought back on the dream.
"Since you can walk, do you want to come to school tomorrow?" Jimin asks as he held Taehyung's hand, walking to the car.
Jungkook walks a few steps behind them, scowling at the couple.
Jungkook has started to get more jealous lately, and he even finds himself being jealous of Taehyung in a way which freaked him out.
There was no way in hell that Jungkook would ever like Jimin.
They got into the car, Jungkook once again sitting in the backseat. Jungkook silently listened to the two talk, being comforted from their voices, but there was something inside him that felt left out.
"So did you sleep well last night? I didn't because I missed you so much," Jimin says, turning to smile at Taehyung.
Taehyung smiles as well, but he noticeably stiffened, "Yeah. I actually slept great."
"Damn, I see how it is."
Taehyung giggles and grabbed Jimins arm, hugging it, "I missed you too, Chim."
"What am I? A roach?"
Taehyung and Jimin glance behind them, Taehyung laughing again. "Sorry, guess you feel like a third wheel, huh?"
Jungkook shrugs, "Yeah, I'm that wheel that is flatter than the others so no one really likes it."
"Jungkook! That's not true."
"Kinda is."
"Jimin!"
Jimin chuckles and turns into Jungkook's driveway, "It's okay, we love a flat king."
"I think that had another meaning to it, and just to say, I'm not flat."
Taehyung blushes, and looks away, "Uhh, he's not exactly flat..."
"Oh my... just leave," Jimin says, pushing Jungkook as he laughs in victory.
"Fine, don't stare at my ass."
Jimin sighs, regretting his life choices as Taehyung holds his mouth so he doesn't laugh harder. Jungkook jumps out and walks inside, Taehyung and Jimin definitely watching his ass.
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"Can you like... scoot away?"
Taehyung slightly scoots away from Yoongi who is sitting against the tree, skipping his last class. Taehyung usually has gym, and today they were just hanging outside so when Taehyung spotted Yoongi, he decided to talk to him to see what's up.
"Hey, so your name is Yoongi, right?"
Yoongi blinks as he stares straight ahead. "No."
"Oh, what's your name then?"
"My name is fuck you," Yoongi replies.
Taehyung's eyes slightly widen and he leans over to get a better look at his face. He was a really pale dude, a little small, but still taller than an average seventeen year old.
"That was rude."
Yoongi finally turns his head and furrows his eyebrows through his white hair, "Why do you even care?"
"Because, you clearly have problems. I wanted to talk and be a kind person."
"You're full of shit. What's the real reason?" Yoongi asks, smirking when Taehyung frowns.
"Fine," Taehyung sighs, "I wanted to ask you something."
"Okay."
Taehyung takes in a deep breath, "Okay, so how do you act like nothing affects you?"
Yoongi looks at Taehyung, his eyes shifting down his body then back up to his face, "I heard you got shot."
Taehyung slowly nods, frowning. Taehyung finds Yoongi weird, and he didn't really like him since he tried to have sex with Jimin, but he wanted his help to be more tough. Because Yoongi is one of the coolest guys Taehyung has ever came across, and he lowkey wanted to learn his ways.
"Uhh, yeah," Taehyung nods.
Yoongi smirks, "How on earth did someone like you get involved with getting shot?" He asks.
Taehyung looks down. Should he tell him about his dad? I mean, it's in the past now, right? He's gone. There can't be harm in telling him that. But, Taehyung still had that fear in him. He still has warnings inside him that told him to keep quiet or something bad will happen to him.
"I-I can't say," Taehyung mumbled, his moods not as great anymore.
Yoongi noticed this. He squinted his eyes at the pitiful boy who reminded him of a little brother that annoyed the shit out of you. He just seemed so hopeless to Yoongi. Real shame.
"Yeah you can. Just do it."
Taehyung shook his head, "Maybe I don't want to say."
Yoongi sighed, "Then don't be dramatic and move on from the subject, damn."
Taehyung looked back up at Yoongi who reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette.
"Why do you smoke so much?"
"Why do you talk so much?"
"I actually don't. This is very odd behavior for me," Taehyung admits, picking grass just so his hands can do something.
Yoongi rolls his eyes, puffing on it after it was lit, "You are one annoying motherfucker. You really like people to give you attention, huh? Playing the victim maybe? You're a little dramatic and frankly, I don't like you that much," Yoongi says, not even looking at Taehyung who frowned in sadness.
"Getting shot hurt less."
"Thanks for proving my point, Taebitch."
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