𝐒𝐌𝐇 | bts crackfic ✔️

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"bruh are you fucking stupid in the head?" jimin questioned sarcastically. amusement spread over his face and he cracked a laugh. "and what's with that look on your face? that 'hoho i'm fockin serious as fock you focker. she's my sOuLmAtE.' you are one funny fella tae."

everyone sat in an uncomfortable silence, watching the way taehyung said nothing while jimin tried to laugh longer.

jimin's face fell flat. "heh..ha...this is the part where you laugh with me." taehyung looked a bit agitated, like he didn't want to be in the position he was at that moment. "the soulmate thing is a joke- i mean like i say it a lot but it's like a nickname type of thing- you know? like a friendly joke. you're joking right?"

"jesus fucking christ jimin, shut up. you're talking faster than a blender can blend." jin kicked his leg.

namjoon nodded. "i can confirm."

"taehyung." jungkook suddenly spoke. the chatter came to an abrupt stop. "explain."

-

taehyung breathed in, his eyes closed. "i-i had the dreams too. they started a year ago, but...my focus was on hali. we always had an invisible string of fate tied to our fingers. she unknowingly tugged me along. i just...didn't want to get in the way of jungkook's crush. i know how much she means to him." he paused, biting his lip. "i had dreams that showed how we were supposed to see her again at another time- i had many dreams that determined how things would go. the 'story' should be that hali realizes her true feelings, dumps jungkook, leaving her and i to be together. at least that's what fate says. it's gonna happen at some point."

a distant clock ticked and the sound of eight people breathing filled the room. jungkook was glaring holes into his plate.

"are you mad, jungkook?"

"livid." jungkook shot up from his chair, the metal skidding across the floor. the group looked up at him as he bit his lip. "this is bullshit." he grumbled as he walked away.

hali got up too. "wait no- jungkook-"

"go talk to your fucking sOuLmAtE."

she shook her head as she grabbed his arm. "kook-"

jungkook slowly turned around with an eerily blank expression. "leave it, hali."

with that, she hesitantly dropped his arm, watching as he walked away.

hobi shook his head. "this is a weird ass joke."

yoongi laid his head on the table. "it's not a fucking joke. you missed the whole point, you dumb tootsie roll ass bitch."

-

"FUCK!" jungkook shouted into the crisp night air. he pulled harshly at his hair and sighed. he walked for awhile and then sat on a swing. "fucking prick. string of fate? she's mine. only mine. how can he just- HONESTLY WHAT?? TAEHYUNG YOU FUCKER."

"you know, it's not very appropriate to shout curse words at a children's playground."

"oh great. it's you." jungkook looked at the other swing and groaned. "where's the other rats?"

seopi chuckled. "they're down the street buying shit." 

the man pursed his lips and nodded. he quietly swayed back and forth, fumbling with a string on his sleeve.

"maybe it's for the best."

he looked up. "excuse me?"

seopi pushed aside some wood chips with her metal pole. "it makes sense that you're not the right one for her. you're like a god damned pest. always following her like a poor puppy follows its mum. disgusting! we don't support incest you fucking pube!"

"how the fuck do you know-"

she held the pole to jungkook's neck, causing him to gulp. "hali's paying me. i must do my job well."

"ha! pube licker!" emma laughed, chips stuffed in her mouth.

"fucking share, asshole!" clara complained as she snatched the chips away.

emma rolled her eyes. "anyway, seopi is right. hali doesn't need someone so clingy. taehyung will treat her well."

"imagine him in bed tho god-"

"CLARA!"

"jungkook, for hali's sake, just stop pursuing her. taehyung said it's bound to happen." clara added.

seopi patted his shoulder with a gloved hand. "mhm. fate is fate."

jungkook didn't say anything. he just sat there, pulling at the string of his sleeve, that grew longer and longer.

-

"um i'm gonna excuse myself." hali muttered quickly and ran off to her room. she felt out of breath. shock was her main feeling. hali frantically grabbed her phone and tapped the screen. "i- i need to call him. he's all by himself at night-" she dialed his number and waited while it rang. the call went to voicemail.

"hali-" taehyung spoke softly as he opened the door.

she looked at him wearily and backed away. "taehyung- i can't do this."

"but it's fate..."

"fuck fate bruh! i'm so sorry taehyung, i truly am, but i like jungkook. that's how it's always been and that's how it will always be." hali said, throwing her arms around.

taehyung took her hands into his, stopping her movement. the moonlight made his sad eyes glimmer and the matching rings on their fingers shine. "that's not up for you to decide."

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