" So, why'd you get called into Headmaster Lee's office? " Jin said, munching on a bagel. " Ugh, he wanted me to tutor someone. "
" Really? Who? " Jimin said, filing his nails. " Um the new boy. " Jimin stopped filing his nails and took a sip of water. " Twink Faehyung? "
" His name is Kim Taehyung. And word of advice Jimin, if you'll take it?"
" Of course honey boo. "
" You should probably change your hairdresser... " He drawled on. Jimin, who was munching on fries, stopped mid-bite to touch his hair. " Um, why?" Jungkook took a sharp intake of breath and looked at Jin for help.
" Basically Jimin, to put it nicely, your hair is deader than Jungkook's sex life. "
Jungkook gasped and threw his water bottle at Jin while Jin chuckled and dodged it. However, Jimin frowned. " Rude, but at least it looks nice. "
Jungkook tugged at Jimin's blonde locks. " Your hair is dryer than hay that's been out in the sun for months."
" Oh go fuck yourselves. "
" Jimin, you hair is the colour of nacho cheese. "
" But crispier than the nachos itself. "
" Omg, they can use Jimin's hair as taco shell. "
" Jimin's hair makes the same sounds as crunching leaves. "
" Jimin should a Guinness world record of having the most crispiest hair. "
One after another, Jin and Jungkook violated Jimin's hair ( which was perfectly fine, in his opinion ) while he just sat, staring blankly at the window.
" I will slap the gay out of the both of yous' " he said bluntly, succeeding in shutting up both Jin and Jungkook. They both snickered silently while Jimin huffed and puffed.
" Anygays, what's going on with the whole tutoring thing? " Jimin asked. Jungkook huffed and said nothing.
" You wanna rant? " Jin asked.
" Okay. So it's so not fucking fair. I don't even know the stupid ass Twink. But I know he's gonna be snobby, if he's a fucking platinum then oh my fucking I'm gonna die. You do know that? And I would back out but I can't because AVC is willing to give me a letter of recommendation for this and therefore meaning that I can't. But I don't wanna do this. And I have to give in my answer by the end of the day. Or else. "
" Is my hair really that bad? " Jimin said looking at Jungkook and Jin with wide eyes. " Jimin, were you even listening? "
" Yes, duh. You don't want that letter so you're gonna take the offer. "
" That's legit the opposite of everything that Jungkook just said. Jimin don't worry, we love your hair! " Jin said brightly, ruffling Jimin's hair. " Wow! That's crispy. " He said.
Jimin frowned and Jungkook held in a laugh. " You guys are assholes. "
" That's why we get fucked. " Jungkook said.
" That clap back though. " Jin laughed.
" You know what they say, when they be looking for a clap back. "
" JUST CLAP YOUR ASS! " All three boys yelled together and got up to start twerking and body rolling.
Silvers and golds walked past the three crazy boys, giving them weird looks but the three best friends paid no attention.
After a full on five minutes of dancing, Jin, Jimin and Jungkook sat down, and began eating again.
" Okay so I nearly forgot to tell you guys the daily news. " Jimin said fanning himself.
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Talking Body
Fanfiction" You know, people say that there's one world, but when I look into your eyes, I see two. " •••••• Jeon Jungkook. Has the brains. The talent. You'd expect him to be the most popular boy in school. But that's n...
