misunderstood || bts x red velvet

➣ Thirty Three

"I just don't understand what you're panicking about." The silver haired boy peered up as his room mate locked the apartment door behind him.

"Fretting? I'm not fretting. See? Look at me," Taehyung looked up to see Jungkook gesturing to his entire body. "Totally fretless."

"Mhm, sure." Taehyung looked back to his laptop that lay on his crisscrossed legs, sighing at the three words he got in for his 2500 word essay on that novel they were reading in literature class. He leaned back against the short armrest nearest to the standing lamp in their living room.

"I'm not fretting." Jungkook repeated, sliding his dance bag smoothly through his room door. 

"If you're not fretting, then why are you still sweating?" 

"Huh?" 

Taehyung sighed before shutting his laptop and gesturing the younger boy to sit across from his on the beige material. "If you weren't fretting you would have taken your time coming back. Just like before the, uh..." He trailed off, letting the boy fill in the gap himself, "and," he continued, "since it's the second week of February, the air is still chilly, and it is also late. You clearly didn't come home wearing your hoodie, evident by the lack of any material on your body apart from your t-shirt. To summarise, you came home super fast, afraid of an awkward encounter of our dear friend, Kang Seulgi."

Jungkook's jaw went slack and couldn't help but let the slightest smile stretch across his cheeks. "Wha-"

"Dear child, you can't hide anything from me." Taehyung smirked and slipped his glasses off before smiling sweetly at his room mate. Jungkook dropped his head to hide the pink blush that was spreading across his cheeks from the older boy as he stood. Licking his lips, he peered up again, sure that the boy had stepped towards his room, but no, Taehyung was standing there, smiling, silver hair still beautiful under the yellow lamp light, clear skin so smooth looking, Jungkook had to curl his fingers to stop the urge to stroke his cheek.

"Are you blushing?" Taehyung teased before lifting the boys chin with his finger. "Aw, you're so cute. Night Kook." He winked and spun towards his room, internally congratulating himself for flustering the younger boy, who was still sitting on the sofa thinking,

Damn. 

I really wanna kiss him.

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"Did you really?" Jimin chuckled on the other end of the line. "Aw, my baby girl is growing up."

"Haha, very funny Jimin." Seulgi was walking back from her mall outing with the girls- it was very much needed. They shopped for dresses for the pre-finals party and ate red velvet cake at a small cafe.

"Are you almost here?" 

Now it was Seulgi's turn to laugh. "Someone sounds like they miss me." She teased in a sing-song voice.

"I'm boooooooorrreedddd." The blond pouted on the other side of the line, fully aware that she wouldn't see it.

"Chill Chim, I'm in the elevator." The gleaming steel walls of the cool elevator reflected her relaxed smile that made her dimples make the slightest apperance. But there were still dark circles under her eyes, a painful reminder of the dreams she'd been waking up from, crying. 

And they were all about one person.

"Did you just call me 'Chim'?" The light ring of Jimin's laugh brought her out of her thoughts and pulled her away from her reflection. She smiled, clearly picturing the boys crescent eye smiles and squishy cheeks.