"Jimin get off my back." Taehyung sighed as he pushed his thin, gold rimmed glasses higher on his nose, the older still perched on his back, arms around his neck and legs around his slim waist.
"But my body hurts like a bitch." Jimin protested, rubbing his sweaty forehead in the crook of Taehyung's neck, making him cringe and shrug his shoulders in disgust.
"Ew, Jimin, my god- as soon as we get to your dorm i'm dumping your ass in the shower." Taehyung scrunched his nose, struggling to hold both Jimin's bag and his own, which was revealed to be pretty hard with the extra weight on his back.
He sighed, feeling Jimin's body slowly sliding down his back.
"For fucks sake Jimin." He sighed, eyes looking up in despair and glasses falling down to the tip of his nose, before finally reaching the older's dorm, letting the sweaty boy fall on the bathroom floor.
"Ow." The boy groaned, running a hand through his sticky hair.
"I'm not letting you out of here until i can fucking smell roses off you." Taehyung warned, finger pointing at the boy on the floor accusingly.
Jimin rolled his eyes and only nodded, dragging his heavy self into the shower.
On the other side of the door, Taehyung sighed, running his big hands over his eyes and trying his best to make his stupid heart calm down, flashes of Jimin's shirtless body, dripping with sweat, each muscles flexing with the movement of his heavy breaths.
God he should never have entered that dance studio.
He quickly stopped by his own dorm, which was right next door thanks to the boys arrangement with the former owner of the dorm.
The boy put down all his things on the floor, promising himself to attend them later.
Going back to Jimin's dorm, he scratched the dry paint that stained his hands, a habit he had picked up after always being covered in crusty colours.
Once back into the cosy dorm, he walked through the cramped place to dump his body in the couch and turning on cartoon network.
The dorm was quite small, only having two rooms, counting the bathroom and the living area, the kitchen cramped into a small corner, opposite the tv, and next to the door.
Jimin had managed to stuff a bunk bed against the wall, next to the bar that inclosed the kitchen, his desk under it, and a tv on the opposite side, a small couch in the middle of the room.
Jimin walked out the shower, only a pair of loose boxers covering his midriff and Taehyung couldn't help but curse at the gods that had made Jimin so comfortable around his best friend even though he was usually more on the prude side.
"Hey Tae, do you think i put on some weight." The boy asked, running a hand through his still damp hair, and looking down at his toned stomach.
The poor younger didn't even have a choice but to look at his best friend's body, eyes going from his exposed collar bones, to his defined chest and abs, tracing his v line but not letting himself go further down or he knew it'd be bad for him.
He swallowed thickly, pretending to look back at the television to try and distract himself from the gorgeous piece of human that stood almost naked in front of his eyes.
Taehyung couldn't even act flustered to try and get away from the situation, because he had seen Jimin completely naked before, and vise versa, but that was back before puberty, and things had changed since then.
A/N:
hey everyone!
finally, i update the first chapter!
I hope you liked it, i haven't decided on an updating schedule yet, but i'll try to publish regularly so you don't forget about this story :))
Love you all,
thank you so much for reading, voting and commeting!
