Black & Pink | Jikook

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"You dropped him off at his house again, right?" Taehyung asked Yoongi as he rummaged through his own locker.

"Uh, yeah. His mother kind of hated me and I got kicked out of his house, but that was all." Yoongi shrugged as he grabbed his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. That was all.

"What do you mean? What did you do?" The younger asked, eager to continue on with their conversion.

"Well you know me. I'm not very approachable. When people see me they hate me instantly. I'll see you tomorrow Tae." The elder exclaimed as he ran down the crowded corridor, but Taehyung really wanted to talk more, even when he had nothing more to say, except goodbye. Once again he was alone.

Abandoned.

Then he saw someone.

Jungkook.

"Hey! Hey it's you. The guy I met at the fountain. Uhh...Junk, right?" The elder smiled as he walked with the boy, not knowing where the hell he was going.

"Hey T-T-Taehyung." The younger slightly smiled. His anxiety was coming, again. He didn't know how to control it and bite his tongue.

"Hey kid. Hey do you want to hang out, or something? You seen normal enough. Unless you have better friends than me to spend time with." Taehyung asked, practically begging the younger. He needed someone to hang out other than his brother, Namjoon. He was one boring soul.

"H-Hang out? You w-wanna hang?" Jungkook questioned, making sure his ears weren't playing tricks on him.

"Yeah sure. Are you okay with that?" Taehyung said before he gave the boy a daunting expression.

"Yes, m-my house is f-fun." Jungkook told. He was embarrassing himself.
Why couldn't I talk to people? What is wrong with me today?

"Your house it is. We'll talk tater, okay Junk?" Taehyung said before walking the opposite direction.

Tater. Was that supposed to be funny? And why the hell does he keep calling me Junk?

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"Hey Namjoon. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be home looking after Lisa?" Jin questioned as he watched Namjoon walk pass him.

"Lisa is with our mom. Where the fuck is Tae? I didn't see him after school today." The younger scoffed as he contacted his brother again.

"Don't you both go home together? He's probably at a friend's house then." Jin thought, which made Namjoon grow even more concerned.

"Taehyung doesn't have any friends. He only has us. Our mom is going to be pissed if I don't come back home with him. He's my little brother and I'm supposed to be the responsible one." Namjoon faintly said.

"Well I'll ring Hoseok and ask him." The elder insisted as he grabbed his cellphone from the couch cushion.

"I already asked him. He told me he wasn't around there." Namjoon explained, which worried the younger even more.

"Do you think he's avoiding me?" Namjoon asked as he bit his bottom lip from the tension.

"Why would your own brother avoid you? He's 17, he's probably just out with a friend for the night. You're not his keeper. I'm sure he's fine." The elder exclaimed, gesturing Namjoon back outside. "You should go and rest. You look deprived."

"Tell me if he contacts you, okay?" Namjoon told with a more serious look on his cold face.

"Kay, gotcha!" Jin grinned as he quickly closed the door. "Dammit Kim Taehyung!"

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"You have so many games. How do you keep up with all of these?" Taehyung asked as he glared at the younger whom was staring right into his glassy eyes. "What's wrong? Am I annoying you?"

Jungkook wanted to keep quiet; in order the stop his stutterish locution. He also didn't want his hyung to be bummed out because he'd ruined their hanging out.

"N-No of c-course not. I'm just..." The boy paused as he heard a familiar sound.

-slam-

"Jungkook we're home! We have something to talk to you about, come down!" Jungkook heard his father command from downstairs.

Fucking hell!

"Should I like, leave and come back maybe next week?" Taehyung asked as he searched for his shoes.

"Wait, you don't have to leave. I'll tell my parents I brought you over. They wouldn't mind actually." The younger smiled, showing his sweet bunny face before Jungkook's rang.

"Isn't that your phone Junk?" The elder questioned as he stared back at Jungkook.

"Yeah that's my phone. Don't worry about it, that's just my boy-"

"Jungkook!" The boy heard his father yelled, but this time his voice sounded closer. "Son what the hell are you doing?"

Taehyung took the liberty to throw himself into the younger's closet just for safety; accidentally tripping over one of Jungkook's shoes.

"Ah!" Taehyung shouted before covering his mouth and closing the closet door before Jungkook's father could see him.

"Hey dad." Jungkook smiled awkwardly as he stared happily at his father who had made his way to his room. Taehyung is much smarter than I thought.

"Why are you just standing there. Didn't you hear me calling you from downstairs?" His father asked suspiciously as he stared at the boy. Jungkook shrugged as he bit his lower lip. 

He judged and talked down about all of Jungkook's friends. He never wanted his son to have highschool friends whom were in the same grade level as him. He would call them "uneducated", or just a waste of Jungkook's time.

"Hm. Come downstairs! Your mother is making dinner, and we have something to talk to you about." His father scoffed as he jolted downstairs.

"Oh, does that mean I can stay for dinner?" Taehyung asked curiously as he slowly crept out of Jungkook's closet.

"Yeah, but just stay up here. I don't want my dad to get the wrong idea since I snuck you in here and didn't mention you, okay?" The younger instructed and Taehyung completely understood.

"So what does this mean? Are we officially best friends?" Taehyung inquired as he bent his legs to sit on Jungkook's carpeted floor.

"Sure."