A music class project is due and as cliche as it seems, you get the best and worst possible partners for said project. The best being your friend, Taehyung, & the worst being one of the most difficult to deal with people you have ever met-Jung Hoseo...
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A few days had passed since your decision to stay with Jimin. As you expected, though, Jimin wants to give you time to really think about it. It's clear he still is unable to accept that it's really what you want. He had told you that incase you do change your mind, he would remain at Yoongi's.
The days felt long in your apartment by yourself so you end up texting them both. Part of it was because you have been worrying about how Yoongi and Jimin were getting along. Yoongi surprisingly texted you back a lot more than none. He really only replied to you maybe once a day, but you knew better than to let your heart expect anything more.
You would've invited Taehyung over a lot more, but he seemed to have developed a relationship with Jungkook. You supported it wholeheartedly even if you didn't know Jungkook too well.
For days you hadn't had class because of the storms recently. But now the weather had progressively gotten better and even warmer.
Hoseok had informed your group chat that he had the basic melody for the song you were all going to do. He had even come up with most of the lyrics for his part already.
As you pulled out your phone from the charger, you check the time. It was just a little past eleven, and you were making good time. You hadn't seen Yoongi, Jimin or Hoseok ever since you made your decision, so you were admittedly nervous for class.
Reaching for any kind of comfort you could, you chose to wear a plain black sweater and jeans with sneakers. Thankfully before you head out the door, you don't forget to wear a scarf over your clothes to hide all the marks.
A long sigh leaves you as you head out your door.
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You got to class earlier than expected, and somehow you're the first one in class. This morning you had not forgotten to take your pills. You even brought extra incase. Your bag was chock full of sustenance—candy, and enough mac and cheese to last until dinner. You also had water and apple juice incase you were thirsty.
You made sure your scarf was in place while your fingers shook. Once you're sure it is, you tried to distract yourself by writing lyrics.
Unfortunately it's hard to focus.
You reach for your bag and pull out a piece of gum, and start chewing. No matter how much you had prepared yourself, anxiety still hit you.
Blankly you stare at the desk in front of yours. You had hoped that you would already get used to his presence. You wondered if not seeing him for a few days would have gotten you back to square one.
