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take it easy

Yoongi-
Hoseok tugs my arm. "Why aren't you listening?" He whines.
"Because I don't want to here about your toy," I say.
He hits my arm. "He's not a toy. He'd now my boyfriend," Hoseok says proudly. "I just want I tell you want last night."
"I don't want to know your sex life."
He huffs. "You're just jealous because your little cousin gets more dick than you do."
I glare at him. "I don't know what you're talking about. Jungkook is definitely still a virgin because he is just a kid. And I don't get dick, I give."
He rolls his eyes. "I forgot of how much of a bitch you are. You know, you really should try to find someone to release all your bitchy frustrations on."
I shake my head. "I'm good. Unlike you, I don't have the need to stick my dick into some poor kid's ass."
I put out my cigarette in my ash try. Hoseok does the same. "Well, I think you should. It's quite fun. Plus, great view."
I shove him. "Can we get back to you talking about Taeyoung's sweet moans?"
"It's Taehyung, actually. And yes. They are so deep. I never thought someone like him would submit so easily."
"Your wet dream, hm?"
"Not really, I wish he would play a little before doing so. But I love having him waiting for me. He practically begs for my-"
I stop listening. I listen to the quiet music playing in the background. Hoseok has no problem about opening up about his love life. That's the big difference between Namjoon and him. Hoseok brags about his sex life with Taewang. Namjoon is very protective and jealous. If he knew anyone wanted his boyfriend like that he'd probably beat their face in. I'm glad of it. Jungkook is like a brother to me considering I was raised with him. I'm not a fan of violence, so I'm glad Namjoon takes cars of it. I'm more of the threatening type.
Hoseok gets a phone call, probably from Tanner. He smiles and picks up. "Hey baby. What's up."
I cringe at the pet name. He's already so attached. I don't pay attention to juniors, or anyone for that matter. But I do know the boy has a reputation for sleeping around. I just hope he doesn't use Hoseok or cheat on him. Hoseok is an idiot and believes in love at first sight, and he hasn't shut up since he saw Talbot at the kids freshman orientation.
"Oh, really? Is that okay with Jimin?" Hoseok asks. "Really? That's great! What if I bring my friends?" He hums. "Just Yoongi, Namjoon, and Namjoon's boyfriend. I think they'll get along." I hear a loud laugh from the other side. Then Hoseok is laughing. "Okay, I'll see you later. Bye." He hangs up and smiles.
"So, we are sitting with Taehyung at lunch today," Hoseok says. "And yes, you will be civil."
"Why did you laugh when you said we'd get along? I get along with people," I say, defensively.
He chuckles. "Well, Jimin is feisty. He doesn't get along with many people. But I think he's starting to like me."
"Sounds like a brat to me," I mumble. I stand up and grab my shoes, slipping them on.
"He's not bad. He's just a little protective of himself and who he lets get close," Hoseok says. "You two would get along."
"Highly doubt that."
He follows my actions. "But you still are sitting with us." We get our bags and go to the kitchen. Auntie is in the kitchen.
"Good morning boys!" She smiles.
"Morning Auntie," I say. I peck her cheek. "Where's the brat?"
She sighs. "He left with that boyfriend of his. I can't believe my baby is dating Namjoon! I didn't know you guys would hide that from me," Auntie pouts.
"We would've, but Jungkook didn't want you to disapprove. He knows how you think about Namjoon's fights," Hoseok says.
She sighs. "Is he still getting in fights?"
"Only when it comes to Kook. Kids aren't so nice to him, and Namjoon wants to make it stop," I say.
She shakes her head. "So violent. You better get going. Make me proud today, Yoongi!"
"No promises!" I call. Hoseok and I leave. We walk the short distance to the school. "Wait, if we eat lunch with Tyler and Mr. Stick up his ass, when will we get a smoke break?"
Hoseok rolls his eyes at me. "You don't need to smoke every ten minutes. And don't call Jimin that, I'm ninety-seven percent sure he would actually punch you."
"I don't need to smoke every ten minutes. But every few hours, yes."
"Fine, I'll have them come outside with us then," Hoseok says.
When we get to school, I go to my pre-calculus class. What I didn't realize is the kid that Hoseok was talking about, Jimin, is the top student. And that know it all is in my class. Every question, he has his hand in the air to answer. By the time class is done, I'm tired of his high pitched squeak. I doze off through the rest of my classes until lunch. I run out to the bleaches and light a stick. The smoke relives my stress quickly. That is, until I hear Hoseok's loud ass laugh, along with another.
"Yoongi! Let's go on the bleachers!" Hoseok hell's.
I internally groan, but agree and join them at the top of the bleachers. Hoseok is sitting with a sandy blonde haired boy between his legs. The two are talking. A blonde boy, Jimin, is on his phone. He seems to be ignoring them completely.
"Hey," Hoseok says. "This is Taehyung, my boyfriend. Tae, that's Yoongi."
"Hiya!" Taehyung grins. His box smile is almost as bright as Hoseok's. I guess they're too perfect for each other.
"Hey," I mumble. I blow out some smoke.
Jimin's face scrunches up. He looks up at me briefly before huffing. He looks back at his phone and types something.
"Hey lovebirds!"
Namjoon joins us with Jungkook holding onto his hand. "I see we have a new couple. I'm Namjoon."
"Taehyung!"
I look at Jungkook. The shy kid gives a small smile and wave. Namjoon sits down and pulls him on his lap. "I'm Jungkook," He squeaks.
Everyone looks at the boy on his phone. Taehyung nudges him. His eyes don't leave his phone. "Jimin." Taehyung groans and snatched his phone away.
"Hey!" Jimin yells. "Give that back!"
Taehyung looks at Jimin's phone. "Jin says cool." He turns it off and puts it in his pocket. "Be social and nice."
Jimin puffs his cheeks out. "I was told if I have nothing nice to say, don't say it at all."
"Then at least pretend to be nice."
Lunch was spent with the couples talking. Taehyung and Namjoon get along easily. Jungkook seems to enjoy himself. Jimin just stares off at the field. His fingers tap rapidly against his knee. He seems anxious. I wonder if the person he was messaging was someone important. Maybe a boyfriend? But the second the bell rings, Jimin grabs his phone from Tae's pocket and leaves.
"He seems pleasant," I say.
"Don't start," Hoseok says. "I told you, he's defensive."
Taehyung laughs. "No, he just is scared of making friends and seeming like a nice person."
"Well, if he's trying to be a bitch, he succeeded," I say.
"Don't, he may be a bitch, but only can call him that. I'll fucking beat you if I hear you say anything bad about him," Taehyung threatens. Hoseok drags him away before I can retort.
"Aren't you a friend maker," Namjoon laughs. "Let's go, sweets." His arm goes around Jungkook's wait. They leave, leaving me by myself. I roll my eyes at all of them and lay down. I'll just sleep until school is done.