pinky promise

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"Tae, where's my grey Linkin Park hoodie?"

At this, the culprit himself trudged guiltily from his own bedroom from across the hallway, fuzzy socks hardly creating noise as they swept across the floor. A small, sheepish grin played at his lips, Jungkook's favorite hoodie adorning his torso.

"Sorry, Kookie. Mine was dirty."

Jungkook, although just the slightest bit sad he couldn't wear his favorite hoodie, smiled at the sight. "It's okay. You can just keep that one. It looks better on you anyway."

Taehyung's face lit up like a Christmas tree, and he grinned his boxy grin. "Really?"

Jungkook nodded. "Yeah. I don't see why not."

Taehyung bit his lip before holding his pinky out for the younger to take. "Pinky promise?"

"Yes, of course. I pinky promise."

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