jeongguk sighed, eyes squinted at his paper. he had been ignoring yoongi for a couple of days now, he didn't understand why yoongi couldn't have just told him the truth. 'yeah, i hate tae's guts but, yoongi didn't have to lie. i have no control over who he hangs out with.'
jeongguk groaned, closing his text book and flopping back onto his bed. "am i just not worth the fucking truth?" he rubbed his hands down his face, looking towards his bedside.
"whatever, i don't even care anymore." jeongguk sat up, sighing again and grabbing for his phone. there was three missed calls from yoongi, and fifteen new messages. jeongguk didn't bother to read them, he didn't feel like being yelled at.
he opened his contacts, scrolling through. he clicked jimin's contact, and let it ring. after the fourth ring, jimin finally picked up.
"what do you want, nerd?"
jeongguk chuckled, "wanna hang out?"
jimin hummed from the other line, "sure, where are we all meeting this time?"
jeongguk cleared his throat, clicking his tongue. "not all, just me and you. no yoongi."
"no yoongi? why? is he sick or something?"
jeonggik shrugged, "sure. let's meet at the library, and go out for some sushi 'n boba, kay?"
"oh, okay.. see you then."
