Thirteen

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"Taco Wednesday."

Taehyung blurts out, glaring at Rae to shut her booty hole.

"Taco Wednesday?" Great, Taehyung got Hoseok's mind off of why he was in a girls restroom and onto something random that came to his head out of the spur of the moment, even himself surprised why that combination was even in the midst of his mind. But if it meant Hoseok was on the start of wondering why those two words that contradicted each other were put together like he was some mad genius, then that was good enough for Taehyung.

The silver-haired male quickly comes up with an excuse to completely change the subject. He decides to help Hoseok out on his thesis, his upcoming epiphany, his conjecture, hypothesis–you get the picture. "If you missed Taco Tuesday then you get a due-over on Wednesday--Hey, Hyung, tell me about Yoongi Hyung's 'gummy' smile-" Hoseok's furrowed brows soften at the mention of his beloved boyfriend, his eyes sparkling with images of the small brunette in his arms; smiling that toothy grin Hoseok makes him show by doing the most just to get to see happiness brought upon the older males face.

"Where do I even begin..." Hoseok dreamily mumbles out, his elbow coming in contact with the counter as he lays his chin in the palm of his hand, completely engrossed in the topic. Taehyung sighs, glad that he managed to put the redhead aside so he could talk to Rae.

He turns toward the girl who was staring at Hoseok, listening to him talk about Yoongi. "Listen here, Beetle Juice–" Taehyung lowly growls, grabbing Rae's attention off of Hoseok. "You finding me in the girl's restroom was supposed to be between you and me, got it? Don't you dare tell anyone about this."

Rae shivers at the tone of his deep voice warning her before she tries getting out of line.

"Choke me, daddy."

"Oh, he's just such a beautiful human being once you get to know him—"

"What?"

"Chocolate men, dandelion–y." She rambles, eyes wide at what she just said. Luckily for her, Taehyung legitimately misheard what she had said and so she was in the clear. Rae clears her throat and looks away from the male's gaze, reaching for her cup of tea and bringing the drink up to her lips in an act to calm her nerves. But then, she realizes something. "Wait, did you just call me beetle juice?"

"He does this thing where he scrunches up his face and he looks like a cute little kitten—"

Taehyung glances her way and nods. "'Cause every time someone says your name you show up and expose people."

"--And when I showed him Holly as we were face timing this one time because I was taking care of his dog while he was away at work, that smile told me everything I needed to know; he was the one and there was no doubt about it." Hoseok beams, turning his head toward the two before sighing in content. The male looks down at his jacket that was on the kitchen counter. He 'clicks his tongue and quickly grabs it. "Sorry, I gotta go shower my love and affection onto Yoongi, bye." Rae smiles and waves him off, watching him as he closes the door to the apartment before silence falls on the two remaining.

Taehyung keeps his gaze onto the brunette, a frown etched onto his face as he waits for her to look his way. When she finally makes eye contact with the silver-haired male he squints his eyes. "You're actually funny." He admits, catching Rae off guard.

She sputters dramatically, placing her hand on her chest in complete awestruck. "D-Did The Kim Taehyung just compliment me?" The male rolls his eyes, standing up and walking over to a drawer. He looks around for something, Rae confused on what he was doing. "Um-"

"Shut it before you make me change my mind." He snaps, the female almost immediately closing her mouth. She watches as Taehyung grabs a pen and paper, quickly scribbling something onto it before tossing the pen and handing the white lined paper to Rae "My number." He forwardly says, the brunette hesitantly grabbing the paper from his hold and turning it around so she could examine the digits. She looks up at him, still unsure of why he's giving her his number all of a sudden.

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