How to Top

34 :: happy surprises & dirty plays

im sorry it took forever
my dumbass was being dumb

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"You think he's really going to talk to me?" Taehyung asked, standing by the door, waiting for Jimin as the older was shoving on his shoes.

Today was the first game of the spring tournament. It already started a bit ago, but since their school was a high seed (they won a lot), they got to pass onto the next round.

It wasn't part of the plan to go and talk to Jeongguk, but after talking with Jin and Hoseok last night, he realized that maybe they did need this. Maybe if they talked, the pain would finally fade, and perhaps things would be better.

Taehyung wasn't ready, but he knew if he didn't gathered the courage to talk to him, he would never be. If he didn't do this now and kept pushing it for later, the pain would only worsen.

Closure was closure. They owed each other that, and of course, an apology. Even though he might not have been ready to face Jeongguk after so long, this was part of the process to heal.

The process that they needed to move on.

"He better," Jimin grumbled, finally getting his shoes on before hopping onto his feet. He grabbed his duffle from the couch and slung it over his shoulder, hands tucked into his jacket pockets.

"If he doesn't, I'll make sure not to set to him," Jimin chuckled, thanking Taehyung quietly as he opened the door for him.

"You two need to talk 'cuz I'm losing brain cells watching you guys apart."

"Ouch," Taehyung rubbed the side of his neck, grinning sheepishly at the ground. He shut the door behind the both of them, and the two went on, side by side. 

"Is Yuta gonna be there?" He blurted out all of a sudden, right as the duo approached the elevator. He didn't know why the guy came to mind, especially after all he had done, but he did.

He wondered if Jeongguk was seeing him, though it wasn't really his place to get mad anymore. The younger could do whatever, but a part of him, the part that ached, wanted to know if Yuta was out there with his— with Jeongguk.

"He's not an official team member, but he might be there," Jimin shrugged, eyeing the younger up and down when he said nothing.

"Well, if you're thinking about Jeongguk and him, the two haven't been talking."

"What?" He whipped his head toward the older, an eyebrow raised, confused. Jimin nodded, pressing the elevator button.

"He only talks to him if it's on the court, but even then it's just orders. Jeongguk doesn't talk to anyone during practice anymore," Jimin said.

"He's gone quiet lately."

"Is it because he's focused?" He tried to ignore the pang in his chest, willing himself to force the worry away, knowing that Jeongguk was capable of caring for himself.

Not everything could be bad, he swallowed thickly, following after Jimin into the elevator. Not every scenario could go wrong. Jeongguk was probably doing fine on his own; he might have already moved on. He had to be okay.