"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 was dying on his couch, literally dying. His head was pounding, his stomach still churning and his damn thoughts torturing his poor mind. He had been throwing up for the last couple of hours and it didn't help that his toilet had stopped flushing a while ago. Did he forget to pay his water bills again, or had the old building finally given up on him? He didn't know, the only thing he knew that he wanted everything to just calm down and leave his poor suffering mind alone.
Unfortunately for him, another nuisance was right in front of his door.
Three sudden knocks startled the poor male who had almost fallen asleep if it wasn't for the disturbance. "You can't be doing this to me", he grunted as another series of knocks erupted from behind the door.
"Open up loser!" The blue haired boy's eyes widened at the familiar voice echoing through the room. He started muttered curses underneath his breath, glancing across the room for a way to escape.
"We aren't leaving until you open this damn door", Jimin yelled again, knocking on the door for good measure.
'We?' Taehyung thought in panic. "You have to be kidding me", he cursed, realized Jungkook was also with him. This was his worst nightmare come to life.
Even if he was ready to face the awkwardness of last night, he sure wasn't ready to face the embarrassment of letting them into his shitty rundown apartment.
Not now he knew Jungkook lived in a nice spacious house and Jimin owned a cozy and clean apartment. His place was barely hygienic with everything falling apart and the nasty scent of vomit and smoke lingering in the room.
He balled his fists and got up from the couch. He thought about keeping silent to trick them into thinking he wasn't home, but they probably already knew Taehyung wasn't one to go out in the middle of the day. "Go away!", he decided to shout, really hoping they'd take the hint and leave.
But he didn't hear footsteps leave and neither did he believe Jimin was one to give up so easily.
"We know you're probably awkward after what happened last night but we need to talk", Jimin's voice boomed from behind the front door. He could hear Jungkook mumble something, probably asking the eldest if they should leave. He was kind like that.
"I don't care. Just go", Taehyung grumbled, glaring at the door, hoping the other two could feel it.
Jimin grumbled as well, crossing his arms behind the door and really wanting to just kick it in. "Should leave?", Jungkook tried again, not wanting to upset Taehyung any further.
"The loser should just face us and not be such a wuss about it. He's the only one who's making a problem out of this", Jimin huffed, deciding to go for one last knock.
Right as his fist was about the hit the shabby door, the thing flew open and out stepped an enraged Taehyung who slammed the door shut behind him. It was the only option for the other two to not see his flat. "Who're you calling a wuss, shorty?", he snapped, towering above the shocked & smaller boy.
"You, I was calling you a wuss", Jimin said, narrowing his eyes as if to challenge the younger, "Running out of my apartment without any word. Not picking up my calls. Not answering the door. That's what wusses do, wuss".
Taehyung's eyes narrowed to slits as well, feeling his anger being fueled by every word. This boy was really testing his patience.
Jugnkook glanced between his two hyungs, feeling the tension rise along with the anxiety in his chest. How could it have come to something like this when just last night these two males were making out with each other?
"You two stop", he said sternly, stepping in between the two males and pushing both of them back. Taehyung's back hit the door as Jimin was pushed two steps back, surprised by the younger's strength.
"Last night we kissing and now fighting. It's not right", he frowned, first looking at Taehyung and then at Jimin, "If it is that really bad then we forget night before. I don't like tension".
Jimin sighed, glancing between Jungkook's disappointed expression and Taehyung's stoic one. "I just want to know why it happened. I know why I kissed you, but I have no idea why you kissed me".
Taehyung looked uncomfortable with the question, his stoic expression crumbling for a second before it was back onto his face. "I was drunk, we all were, it was just some dumb idea", he merely said with a shrug attached to the end of his sentence.
"Sounds like bullshit", Jimin snapped, taking a step closer, making Jungkook quickly step out from between them. He didn't want to get into a fight again.
"What? Can't face the truth? Can't face the fact it was the alcohol?", Taehyung lowered his voice, his head innocently cocking to the side, "Well, I'm sorry. But what did you expect? We were shit faced drunk".
Jimin took another step closer, hands trembling at his side, "So you just kissed me because you were drunk? You took Jungkook's first kiss just because you could? And then you ran away the day after just cause you wanted to? I don't think that's it".
"I don't care what you think it is. Just get the fuck out if you think I'm talking bullshit", Taehyung said much colder now, hating how he was put on the spot like this. He couldn't say the truth, couldn't ruin everything with a just a couple of words. They just really needed to get out.
Jimin let out a exasperated sigh before turning on his heels and storming out. His loud footsteps echoed through the hallway and disappeared down the stairs.
Taehyung let out a breath of relief, letting his body relax against the door. But he forgot another person was still standing in the hall, staring at him in pity.
"Hyung", Jungkook's soft voice spoke up, making the older boy jump up in surprise, "Jimin hyung means good. We both enjoyed last night, even though I can't remember much, I know I not regret anything. We didn't want to hurt, we just want truth. I think Jimin hyung is hurt now as well".
The youngest boy let out a sigh and gripped his red hoodie strings, playing with them, "I guess I just want say... I liked the kiss. But if it was just dumb idea I hope we can just be friends still and forget".
With a sad smile directed at Taehyung, he turned on his heels and left as well, leaving the blue haired male along with a heavy heart.