SERRE-MOI | taejin ✔️

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Seokjin felt hot.

Though it had been freezing in Taehyung's luxurious apartment, watching the gray haired boy in front of him made him feel mildly hot.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Taehyung asked with raspiness laced into his voice, something that Jin tried so hard not to react to.

He cleared his throat, ignoring the question and getting straight to the point. "I'm just gonna lay it down straight and simple. I don't know why you're here and if this is just a damn coincidence or not but either way...I don't want to think about any of this or be apart of it."

He raised a brow. "What do you mean?"

Jin sighed, running a hand through his dark hair which Taehyung was dying to touch.

Taehyung couldn't even deny the fact that he had felt so angry because of what had been going on lately with his friends and watching Seokjin look so damn good in front of him just made him more angry.

Angry with the fact that he wanted to touch him.

Seokjin knew that look he was getting. It scared him, Kim Taehyung had a stare that was hard to resist. The way his lighter eyes burned people's skin. They were either annoyed or attracted and for Jin, he didn't know which one he was.

It was dead silent in his apartment, the lights had been dimmed down and the help of his open window gave the house some light but it wouldn't be there for long.

Soon, it would be dark...with just the two of them.

Seokjin shook his head, trying to remove that thought. Nothing was going to happen, he knew that.  He just had to say what he wanted to say and leave as fast as possible.

"Please don't see me again, don't act like we're friends either. No matter what, I am forever going to detest you. Just because we are older doesn't change anything, I still remember everything you did." He explained while looking down at the rug.

"You hate me because I fooled around with people?" Taehyung asked.

Seokjin sighed, "I don't care who you fuck, Kim Taehyung. Its the fact that you made people fall for you...and then you just fucked them over."

Smoke left the younger's lips before passing the blunt to Seokjin. "That's it?"

The elder gulped at his deep voice but remained in control of his self. He took the blunt and put it between his lips, feeling those familiar eyes burn his skin.

"You bullied your own brother when you knew he was going through a hard time." Jin stated which had Taehyung chuckling.

That's what was so scary about Taehyung, he was able to look and be serious but his expressions can change in a split second. He could look happy and silly one minute and then mean and scary looking the next.

"Not once in my life have I ever bullied my older step brother, hyung." Taehyung told him truthfully. "Don't believe everything you hear. Namjoonie hyung has always been important to me and even more important now that he's mute."

Seokjin scoffed, "It doesn't change the fact that you played with people's feelings."

"Did I do that to you, hyung?" Seokjin's eyes widened as he began to cough out smoke from inhaling too fast. The question was something he had never expected to hear. He thought it had to be some type of joke.

Watching Taehyung's stare on him told him that he was in fact serious about the question.

"Answer the question," Taehyung leaned in, slowly taking the blunt out of his hand and putting it to his lips. "Did I fuck you over?"

His breathing has quickened and the memories he had been dying to forget fell straight into his mind like a glass plate hitting the floor, and all the pieces shattered.

Seokjin stood up abruptly, shaking his head. "Shut up."

"You think I forgot? I remember what happened, I remember everything we did." Taehyung finished the blunt and threw it straight in the bin. "Is that why you hate me so much?"

"Don't think...don't think that I had feelings because I could never have feelings for an absolute idiot like you." He sneered, glaring at the younger.

"You did, I can tell just by how angry you are right now. You liked me at one point." Taehyung smirked, feeling somewhat giddy at the fact that Kim Seokjin had liked him.

The elder didn't know that though, he felt like he was being poked at, made fun of and he hated it.

"Fuck you!" He spat before raising his fist. It had been caught before landing on the younger's face. Taehyung had grabbed his wrist and yanked the younger closer to him to the point of their noses almost touching.

Seokjin's mind didn't have time to process what had been happening. He was both shocked and angry at the same time and the combination had been weird to him, he didn't know what to do.

"Grab a drink with me," Taehyung's low voice had Seokjin feeling incredibly hot once again. He was not going to fall for this, he knew what he came to do.

He yanked his hand out of the younger's grip. "Don't touch me ever again. You better remember what I fucking said...I don't want to see you again."

Taehyung only chuckled before grabbing the same wrist again but tighter and pulling him towards the front door.

"After this drink."

Jungkook stumbled into the apartment, completely met with darkness. It was already about 3 in the morning and since Taehyung hadn't been answering his phone and he hated Hoseok, he had decided fuck friends and went out to the club.He didn't expect to get this wasted.

He thought to be quiet at first but remembering that Jung Hoseok was still living here, he decided to make as much noise as possible. From knocking into the wall to stomping loudly, he tried his hardest to annoy him.!

When he didn't see his room door open, Jungkook sighed and gave up. He plopped down on the couch and felt himself already falling asleep.

Hoseok slowly opened his door, peeking out to see if the younger was there. His eyes wandered until they halted at the familiar young boy who was snoring softly on the couch.

He walked closer to him, staring at his soft features. His dark hair had laid like a blanket on top of his forehead while his lips were parted, revealing his two bunny teeth that Hoseok secretly found adorable.

He sighed as he went back into his room and grabbed a blanket for the younger.

Despite what had been going on lately, he just couldn't help but see him as his best friend still. Watching the younger sleep so peacefully made him realize that he couldn't leave anymore.

No matter how much it pissed Jungkook off, he was going to find out once and for all what his problem was. If it meant fighting with the younger everyday, he was going to do it.

Hoseok looked up at the ceiling and smiled softly. His mind went to the direction of a familiar blonde, short boy that everyone admired so much.

"I'm sure you would know, Jimin. Why does Jeon Jungkook hate me?"