The Ugly Boy's Makeover || Vmon ||

Chapter 25

An hour into the journey and Taehyung was already fidgeting around in his seat. His heart wouldn't calm down and it was beginning to frustrate him.

Namjoon kept to his music, distracting himself from the younger beside him. He wanted to say hi but knew better. After all, Taehyung didn't want anything to do with him anymore so attempting to speak to him would be going against the younger's request.

Taehyung bites down on his lower lip, taking quick peaks to his side to see Namjoon's attention directed out the window as various coloured cars fly by. His purple hair was styled up slightly, capturing his facial features better as it made them look more stronger. His jawline was sharp, making Taehyung gulp a little.

The junior was now basically gawking openly at the elder, who was trying his hardest to not let Taehyung know that he knew he was staring -rather obviously - at him.

As for Hoseok, he was blanking Jimin completely. "I don't understand why you're acting mad at me." Jimin sighs, glancing at the red head who sat with his body turned so that his back faced Jimin. Despite being in this predicament, Jimin couldn't help but find it sorta cute the way that Hoseok was being. To be truthful, Hoseok wasn't entirely sure himself as to why he was acting so crabby towards the younger. He was always feeling nervous and his heart wouldn't stop beating like a drum. The palms of his hands would become sweaty as his mind would start to race, telling him not make a fool of himself.

It was the exact same thing with Yoongi too, and that caused a rather confusing feeling to dwell in Hoseok's chest. 'I can't like two guys at once! It's just not possible!!' He was beating himself up over the problem at hand as he sinks into his seat, wishing for the bus journey to be over with already so he can be reunited with Taehyung and spend the rest of his evening stuffing his face and watching movies with his best friend.

Another hour passes by as Taehyung feels his lids grow heavy. He had been up most of last night, making sure he was prepared. He closes his orbs over for a few seconds before quickly widening them again. The area around him started to turn out of focus as the once loud chattering around him goes faint. He soon finds himself lightly snoring while his head lay forward, against the area around his neck.

Namjoon peers over with slight interest. He observes how the boy was sitting - rather uncomfortably - might he add as a soft chuckle parts from the elder. He felt sort of bad that Taehyung must be feeling stiff from the way his head lay. The senior fastens his lips together, taking one of his earphones out now as he completely turns his body to fully face Taehyung. He inspects how the younger's soft shade of grey hair falls slightly over his eyes. The way his lips lay agape as he breathes lightly. He looked so angelic that Namjoon found himself smiling at the sight.

He decides to not be a complete asshole and help the younger's head fall onto his shoulder so that he can rest better. He was still obeying Taehyung's request, he wasn't speaking to him but merely just letting the boy rest his head on his shoulder. Namjoon glances once more down at Taehyung who now lay with his head on the older's shoulder. He grins, feeling sort of triumphant that he managed to not wake the younger up as he sticks his earphone back in and leans the side of his head against Taehyung's.

From afar, someone was watching them closely.

Jungkook sat with his hands curling into fists when he stares at what Namjoon just did. 'What are they to each other?' He wonders to himself as he watches from a few rows behind them on the opposite side of the bus. He wasn't sure why he cares. After all, he was the one who basically dumped Taehyung. He only ever saw him as some ugly kid who has a crush on him. But now, seeing the older in some kinda way move on makes Jungkook annoyed.

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The buses had finally arrived at their destination as most of the students and staff get off, leaving behind two sleeping boys. Taehyung could faintly hear the commotion going on outside as people scrambling to collect their things and meet up with their friends while teachers order their pupils around.