"hyung, what do I do?"
"tell him, dumbass," Namjoon said crossing his arms.
"no. If he doesn't return my feelings what am I supposed to do? I'm a very likable person, everyone loves me."
"well not everyone was low standards, Jungkook."
"you are so rude," Jungkook picked up a pencil from Namjoon's desk and threw it at the older. The pencil hit the wall then fell to the floor.
"Are you crazy? Don't throw fucking pencils, it's dangerous-"
Jungkook laughed at Namjoon throwing a fit.
"It's not funny! You could have poked my eye out!"
"I-i'm sorry," Jungkook said still laughing
"I don't want your fake ass apology! If Hoseok was here he'd probably kick your ass."
"Why would he do that?"
"He thinks only he can throw things. I don't want him throwing anything! I'll throw him in the trash can!
Jungkook laughed again then pouted, "you're not helping me with my problem, hyung!"
Namjoon paused and stared at Jungkook. "..."
jungkook crossed his arms.
"Did you just yell at me? DID YOU JUST FUCKING YELL AT ME?" Namjoon grabbed a book off the bookshelf and chucked it at Jungkook
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FanficWhere Park Jimin is a small, emotionally unstable, college student who wears girls clothing so he doesn't have to deal with the trauma of wearing children's clothing, who lives in an apartment with Jeon Jungkook, a sexy, college party animal, w...
