"I like you, and I like him".
In which an only child with broken speech, a feisty asexual & a lonely addict run into each other more than once.
start: 2018
end: [?]
✰ cover made by @tzuwinkle ✰
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Taehyung slowly woke up, blinking his eyes at the bright light that was bothering his sleep. He didn't immediately notice how something was off, though he started realizing it as soon as the sounds of munching and whispers were invading his ears. The feeling of warmth was also something he wasn't used to- especially not when it came from another human being.
The green haired male panicked for a moment, though his sleep dazed mind didn't support that reaction. So instead of shooting up, he lazily opened his eyes and tried sitting up, his arms almost giving up from how tired he was. He felt hands gripping his waist, helping him get up but he had no idea whose they were.
"Got a good night sleep?"
His eyes finally focused, the sleep rubbed out of them and they immediately fell on a smiling Jimin. He then realized that the hands on his body belonged to Jungkook, who he then also realized had been his pillow. His cheeks flushed red at the thought, and he quickly gave the younger a look, who understood that he could drop his hands.
"What time is it?", Taehyung yawned, ruffling his bed hair. Jungkook giggled at the older's hair that was standing every way possible.
"It's almost 10", the oldest male spoke, taking a gulp of coffee, "We've been awake for some time but we decided to let you sleep".
"Hyung looked peacefully sleeping", Jungkook smiled, taking a plate and placing it in front of Taehyung, "Toast be might cold but good still".
The male stared down at the plate which had two pieces of toast on it, combined with a delicious looking, but sadly cold, egg. He was then handed a cup of coffee which luckily was piping hot.
Jungkook sipped from his orange juice, trying to type out a message to his parents with one hand. Jimin had informed him how his parents had called yesterday evening when he had fallen asleep and Jimin had answered the call for him. But Jungkook still wanted to let his mom and dad personally know everything was fine and that he was awake now.
"Got sick of your insanely skinny jeans?", Jimin asked with a smug look, his eyes raking across Taehyung's bare legs. It was only then that Taehyung realized how he was the only one sat in just boxers. He fought back the blush of embarrassment and grinned, "Noticed how skinny my jeans were hmm? Saw something you liked?"
He chuckled when Jimin's cheeks started glowing red, the boy's gaze that had been on Taehyung's thighs, quickly darted to the bed. "Shut up", he murmured, taking a swig from his coffee.
"Hyungs?", a small voice spoke up, both males' attention now on the youngest of them, "Why parents talking about you and dinner?"
"Oh", Jimin piped up, setting down his cup, "I forgot to tell you! Your parents invited us to dinner last night. I agreed".
"Against my will", Taehyung muttered, not feeling the slightest bit of enthusiasm about meeting Jeongguk's parents. He was either going to make a fool out of himself or be an asshole, and neither was positive for his friendship with Jeongguk.
