Staegma ✧ taejin

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4:04 AM
Eight hours left

"It's 4 in the fucking morning and my stupid wifi is gone and broken, and now I'm worried about you, told you not to fucking come here but you did, I told you it's fucking dangerous but you still did it, Taehyung I don't want you to get fucking hurt but you're here now —"

"Did you just call your wifi stupid—"

"You know your molecules and cells aren't fit enough for this and I don't want to cut you or see you hurt just for a fucking drink you deserve to live healthily—"

"Jiminie, calm down—"

"No, stay out of this Joonie!—"

"You're going to wake up the fucking neighbors—"

"Sorry neighbors — anyway Taehyung I love you with all my heart and I'm sorry but you shouldn't do this and can't we just go—"

"Ah, you're adorable when you're annoyed Jimin—"

"—back to that universe? I am getting worried as fuck and you're just giggling on my fucking couch—ow!" Jimin tripped on the wires. "Damn the internet!"

Namjoon sighed. "Shut it, Jimin. He's here now and he wanted to fix things up with Seokjin. So they wouldn't be in bad terms."

"I need closure," Taehyung smiled his usual box smile. "As friends now. And also I want to meet my best friend Yoongi."

"Best friend. . . Yoongi. . ." Jimin muttered, recalling his talk with Yoongi and Seokjin that probably scarred them both. Namjoon rubbed his shoulder as an attempt to calm him down.

"You're probably just stressed since the wifi isn't working."

"Yeah. Probably." Jimin looked at the mess he was in the middle of, as he was trying to fix electrical aspects before his two friends came in.

"Whatever, let me text Yoongi. Maybe he's woken up or is using his phone."

Taehyung stood up and hugged his best friend, who raised his hand to stop him.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jimin asked once he's done texting, leaving his phone on the couch. Taehyung shook his head.

"Seokjin owns a cafe, but it's probably closed at this time of the day."

"Hey, that rhymed," Taehyung pointed out. "And don't you have food here? Are you eating properly?"

Jimin didn't answer and pocketed his wallet. "Let's find breakfast."

-

"I'll go buy. Any more additions?" When the two older males said none, Taehyung stood up to buy food from the counter.

"Look, it said free wifi," Namjoon pointed the sign out to Jimin. "You can email Seokjin now."

Jimin reached his hands to his pockets, widening his eyes in epiphany.

"What? What's wrong?" Namjoon asked.

Jimin groaned quietly. "I left my phone at home. Can I borrow yours?"

Namjoon raised his phone — an old smartphone, perfect for texting and calls only. It had a keyboard on it, and it wasn't a touchscreen sort of phone. "Sorry, Jimin-ah."

"How are we going to contact him now?"

"You mentioned Seokjin has a cafe, right?" Namjoon asked, to which Jimin nodded. "Then that's where we should go, and then we wait."