A music class project is due and as cliche as it seems, you get the best and worst possible partners for said project. The best being your friend, Taehyung, & the worst being one of the most difficult to deal with people you have ever met-Jung Hoseo...
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When you returned to you and Taehyung's room, mess surrounded the place. There was white everywhere. Mountains upon mountains of white suits covered all the furniture.
"Um.. what's all this?" You looked to the Taehyungs, Jimin and Jin. Jin was apparently trying on multiples upon multiples of dress suits.
"Ah, Y/N!" Jin exclaimed, "Does this look okay? Is it too much? Maybe it's clashing---oh my gosh-- it's too simple, isn't it?"
Never in your life had you seen Jin so nervous about anything. Actually, you were expecting him to say quite the opposite---that it didn't matter what the clothes were because his face would instantly make something ugly the most fashionable thing in the entire universe.
"Jin, are you okay?" You asked.
"He's been freaking out." Jimin spoke, and immediately you think—had he felt anything from earlier? He wasn't giving anything off, or at least you don't think he is. What was going on? Earlier you felt a whole array of emotions. A lot of it was overwhelming-—yet for him not to feel it?
You tried not to appear like you weren't just wishing for Jimin to feel something. You don't, but this was confusing you. Even if you spoke with Hoseok and told him that you can't be with him. Even if you told him you can't leave Jimin.
You felt like you deserved to be hurt by Jimin somehow. Yelled at.. scolded.. anything.
Amazing how fucked up you could be.
With all your might you held your breath as you stared at the ground.
Taehyung got up and put his hands on Jin's shoulders, "Hey, Jin. Look at yourself in the mirror and breathe. I don't think I have to remind you that no matter what you wear, Namjoon's going to think you're the prettiest guy on the planet, right? Besides, I happen to like this one on you. Right, Jimin?"
Jimin crossed his arms and nodded, "I agree. Honestly I think that's the best one. Plus, Jin, aren't you always the one saying your face is what matters?"
Jin laughed, "Ahahaha! You're right. How stupid of me. Namjoon's really lucky you know? Hah! How blessed he must feel."
There he was.
Taehyung patted his shoulders and sighed, then Jack got up from being buried under a mountain of white suits, "Okay, now can we get some sleep? I'm exhausted!"
Jin nodded then went to change in the bathroom while Taehyung and Jimin cleaned up. You helped out, too, putting all the clothes in a bag.
You needed to snap out of it, so you asked, "Where'd you get all these clothes anyway? Did you guys buy all of this?"
"We.. may have convinced the store owners to let us try them all before buying." Taehyung rubbed his neck.
"But hey! We're going to pay for this one!" Jin yelled out from the bathroom.
