.Jimin.
"Come on Jiminie!" Taehyung shouted as he pulled at my arm. But I needed this shirt, cheetah print would look so good on Kookie! I needed to get it, just to see what it looks like.
"No! I want this shirt!" I was causing a scene, but did I care? Not nearly as much as I cared about how Jungkook would look in a satin cheetah print button up.
"Hyung, there are other stores! Let's go!" He finally succeeded at pulling me from the store. We already had so many bags from this store but I kept going back and getting more because it's like every time I'd turn around, there would be something new and I just couldn't help myself. "I'm learning so much about you." Tae chuckled, an arm drenched over my shoulder securely to keep me from turning around as we walked away.
"Did you call me hyung?" I looked over at him through the corner of my eyes.
"On accident." He avoided eye contact. I scoffed and rolled my eyes and he laughed and bit his tongue.
"What makes you so happy these days? This is a new level of smile, I see." I noticed, subconsciously running a hand through my hair.
"Everything does, Jimin-ah. I finally have a family, a loving one. I don't have to worry about getting screamed at or getting called things that I'm not. I have friends, someone other than Jin and Yoongi that I can talk too. I have you and Jungkook, the two people I treasure most right now."
"Quit it, you're gonna make me cry." I hit his chest with the back of my hand, sniffling lightly.
"I have parents, that I love to the moon and back. And my Jiminie!" He brought me into a hug once he saw my eyes welling up, squeezing both my shoulders and swaying us back and forth. I bit my lip to hold in my tears. "It's okay, you can cry." Heavy amusement in his voice.
"No it's not! I'm trying to be less emotional." I whined.
"I'll kept talking until you cry." He threatened and I weakly hit his back. He laughed and pulled away from me. "There's just something about having a loving family for the first time..."
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"Why are you so heartless? I didn't bring anything to fix this!" I complained as I cleaned the black streaks from my face in the boys bathroom mirror. Tae stood behind me with his arms crossed.
"So that you can use this." He held out one of the shopping bags and I turned around, shocked to see the label.
"Sephora?!" My eyes went wide as I rushed to grab the bag. It's was filled to the mid point with products.
"I used both on my cards on this. I know that it makes you happy." He spoke softly as I looked through it for a new face.
"H-how did you know?" I looked up at him slowly, mascara, concealer, and foundation in my hands. Doing make up does make me happy, just the fact that something horrid can be transformed into something beautiful with just a few layers of powder and pencil is really fascinating to me. Especially when I'm the horrid thing.
"Lucky guess?" He shrugged with a smile. I smiled and fixed up my face in a few minutes. Once I was finished, we left the bathroom and continued to stroll the mall. "Don't you think it's time to go to home?" He looked over at me.
I shrugged and continued walking until we were outside of the mall. We kept walking until we reached the busy streets of Seoul.
"I'll go first, I'll take all of these bags home." I offered.
"Then where will I go?" He let me take the bags.
"Umm-" I tried to think of something but he suddenly interrupted me.
"Actually, I know where I can go." He smirked, looking off somewhere.
"Okay, good. I'll see you at home then." I smiled and rushed off.
.Taehyung.
I held my hands behind myself as I approached my soon-to-be boyfriend. He stared up at the menu of a street food cart like a little kid looking at a new toy. "Hi Jungkookie." I smiled behind him and he instantly looked over his shoulder.
"Oh hi Taehyung!" He quickly responded. "Why are you out here?"
"I was just doing some shopping. But why are you here?" I retaliated.
"I got lost again. And then I smelled this. But I don't have $2." He pouted. I took out my wallet and took out $4. I handed them both to the vendor.
"Two please." I requested and he handed me two fish cakes on sticks. I gave one to Kookie and we started walking away.
"Thank you Taehyung." He cheesed and I smiled in return at how cute he was.
"So where are we off to?" I threw my arm over his shoulder and smiled.
"Umm, I dunno. I wanna go to Namjoon hyung's house." He shrugged after taking a bite from the snack.
"And not mine?" I smirked and ruffled the back of his hair.
"Nope, get off." He pushed my arm off. I laughed and stopped walking, pretending to be offended.
"My feelings." I pouted. He looked back at me and rolled his eyes.
"You're not gonna go to your own house? It's really late Kook." I jogged to catch up with him.
"I don't know how to get home. But i know how to get to Namjoon hyung's house from here." He smiled, taking another bite from the fish cake.
"How does that work?" I chuckled.
"Cause we always go to hyung's house. Jiminie hyung, and Hoseokie hyung, Namjoonie hyung and Jungkookie." He mumbled softly leading further into the crowd of the night life.
"How long have you guys know each other?"
"Umm I met Jiminie hyung in middle school. But Namjoonie and Hobi hyung, four years I think. Ever since Hobi hyung was adopted." I wanted to ask more but he looked at me this time. "When did you meet Jin and Yoongi sunbae?"
"A long time ago when we were babies. After I was taken, I guess." I smiled at first but mumbled the second part.
"Taken?" He turned around to face me with wide eyes and I was scared that I had spilled to much. "I love that movie too." He suddenly grinned and turned back around to keep walking. He downed the rest of his street snack as I sighed out of relief, offering him mine that had yet to be eaten.
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Rich • NamJin [boyxboy] · +SLOW UPDATES+
FanfictionRich boys Jin, Taehyung, and Yoongi and poor boys Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkook. A story in which the two parties clash, creating the biggest storm of romance, deceit, angst, and clicheness you will ever read. Enjoy. (Yes I did get inspiratio...