| go ahead and watch my heart burn
with the fire you started in me
but i'll never let you back
to put it out |
"Jungkook!"
A groan rings off the shallow walls of the boys shared dorm room, and Jungkook grips his covers before pulling them up and over his head, blocking out his roommate.
"I thought you wanted to get pancakes?" Hoseok frowns as he drops his pillow, both of the boys had decided to celebrate their escaping of Jimin last night over pancakes in the morning since they only had evening classes today.
"At the canteen?" Jungkook mumbles into his pillow but quickly sits up straight, blanket still draped over his head, he figured Hoseok hadn't understood and repeats himself.
"We don't have to go there" Hoseok shrugs leaning over and grabbing his keys off his desk, "Jin said he'd met us, I can ask if he knows where else-"
"IHop, what do you mean somewhere else" Jungkook smirks before slinging out of his bed and over to his desk where his navy jacket lays. If the past week has taught him anything its that its socially acceptable for him to walk around in public in just sweats and timbs. He doesn't even run a brush through his bed head but rather his fingers, and it's not like he would have had the time to do so anyways since surely enough Hoseok is already patiently swinging his keys back and forth by the door.
The two don't waste time as they book it towards the stairwell; Hoseok's keys jingling the entire way down. It was calming how the sound peacefully echoed off the cinder-block walls, and no one was really awake yet to crowd the vacant dorm halls. Jungkook glances over to the red head often as they take their time down the steps, each one reminding Jungkook of his aching thighs from dancing way too late last night.
He fights a smirk at the memory of the crazy shit that went down last night, maybe it all started when Hoseok was physically removed from his bed that afternoon by the Busan boys themselves. They had to lug him across campus in broad daylight all the way to the studio when the redhead refused to stand. Their scheduled practice was shorter than the time the three of them spent cooped up into the studio. Hoseok apparently had been stressed about a project for his major, and that left Jimin and Jungkook clueless, so when Hoseok suggest he stay longer to chill off it didn't take much for the two other boys to help the only way they could.
So they just danced and enjoyed each others company,
it was really nice.
"You got back really late last night" Hoseok finally acknowledges hours later than any normal human being. And Jungkook mindlessly nods in agreement across the table, partially because that's true, and partially because his mouth is currently filled with Seokjin's pancake that the older just shoved into his mouth .2 seconds ago.
"Probably hiding, Jimin gets pretty scary huh" Seokjin nods before sipping his water, "but you'd know that already right?"
"Of course he does" Hoseok chuckles, speaking up for the busy ebony hair boy, who is currently trying to swallow his food before joining the conversation. "Even I knew that and Jimin and I weren't good friends until he showed up" Hoseok smirks, pointing his fork at Jungkook, and gladly shoves another bite into his mouth.
"I mean yeah" Jungkook finally manages after washing it down with a sip of his own water, "but he'll never admit how scary he can be. Says its not good to say it aloud, his future husband might hear or somethin'"
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Fanfiction"everything looks breathtaking under the moonlight" College life was an entirely new concept to Jeon Jungkook, a loner kid from the large city of Busan who grew up poor and bullied by his peers. He isn't sure what to expect and definitely wasn't exp...