I'm one of those kind which frequently gets possessed by spontaneous burst of energy,make apprehensive decisions,blabbers the words that should have been caged inside and then regrets it almost immediately.
Sure,I am small and I did want to sit at the front but the imprudent ass didn't necessarily need to declare it loud and in comprehensible words.
What if I made Taehyung feel at unease? I just leashed at him like a feral being,what if my unintended acts forged an unimpressive image? What if he now thinks of me as one of those old,stinky perverted men that thrive upon the innocence of others? What if-
'Quit squirming' Taehyung voice hurriedly.I hadn't acknowledged that I was squirming out in frustration and coming upon a halt, I realize the close proximity of our bodies,our postures colliding.
My back stiffly press against his broad,monstrous frame as he cage my figure between his arms to maintain his grasp over the handle bars.
Instant warmth gush down the veins,making me overwhelmingly flustered. Taehyung swiftly peddles the bicycle forth despite the unwelcomed load he is compelled to accept.
I'm grateful for the generosity and the kindness he showed but I probably didn't spare him enough time for to direct a refusal my way. To place it simple, apparently, I involved Taehyung into something he did not volunteer for and that makes me guilty.
In the spherical rear view mirror, I notice the bunch of notorious youngsters running and chasing after us, I really wish they could utilize their vigor and stamina over something fruitful.
As i shake my head at the sight behind me,my vision lands on the black plastic bag hanging from the handle bars of the bicycle.
"Holy shit,Hyung, they are getting close!Hurry! Go Faster!!" Jungkook cautions loudly, urging Taehyung to peddle faster.
"How on earth am I supposed when you're this bulky! Do you consume rocks?" Taehyung growls back before mustering all his might to peddle at a faster pace.Jungkook tsks in frustration before glancing back yet another time.
"What is inside of this?" I gently question,referring to the slick poly bag.
"Eggs." Taehyung flatly responds after which a provoking,bothersome silence comes at play. He grasp the taunting silence ever so quickly and voices immediately.
"Don't your dare steal my eggs this time-What the heck PARK JIMIN!" Taehyung roars in disbelief and doubt as I wrap my hands around the oval,white shelled covering and hand them over to Jungkook with utmost delicacy.
"Hit those morons right in the head and make them reek of rotten eggs" I command,zeal and eagerness crawling against my skin.
Jungkook immediately falls pliable,his glimmering doe eyes morph into sparks of anticipation and a wicked grin creeps onto his delicate and soft lips.
"Your wish is my command."
"No way,NOT MY EGGS!" Taehyung shrieks but is quite behind the time to delay or cease the inevitable.
Jungkook,with unbreakable determination, aims the eggs at the vexatious triad of adolescents and launch them with fierce force. The egg,similar to that of a missile, crashes against their broad and thick forehead and explodes into fluids of yellow and white.
"HEADSHOT!" Jungkook and I exclaim and shriek in unison over our triumph.
"ARE YOU GUYS LUNATICS!? Those were my precious eggs" Taehyung yells, his voice yet dripping of surprise and disbelief.
"It's okay Taehyung,all eggs are precious and so were yours. You should probably take pride that yours died during fighting on a battlefield. We'll cherish your fighters today and forever. Amen." Jungkook suffers to conceal his laughters and fails miserably.
In the rear view mirror on the right, I descry Taehyung's rosy and pulpy lips twitch before slightly breaking into a tender smile that merely lasts a moment;unlike Jungkook,he conceals and hides his winsome smile almost immediately and with great ease.
Jungkook twists back again to knock the rest of the the two and paint them in the blinding glory of bright yellow and sticky jelly white,while I cheer and praise his powerful and impressive aiming techniques.
"OH YAS! JUNGKOOK! You're a legend, I'm gonna cast you in my action thriller and we're gonna make so much money that we would be forced to chew and choke on our own money!! YAS JEON JUNGKOOK!!!!"
Jungkook turns beet red and shrinks into his seat as embarassement washes over his features and engulfs him entirely.
"NO JUNGKOOK,REALLY I-"
I tumble over my own words and turn absolutely wordless when an arm hurriedly slither around and grabs at my waist,pulling me in an enchanting embrace where the back of my head slams against the massive hard chest with an audible thump.
"Quite cheering this over enthusiastically or else you'll fall and stay low like this so that I can see the road ahead,understood?" Taehyung voices. He is close, too dangerously close that I could feel my skin shudder at the warmth of his breath.
I feel fragile under the hold,undoubtedly, nervous wrecked. The warmth that encaves me feels surreal, the touch was nothing but a mere reflex to hold me back from falling but the delusional mind and the overwhelming warmth turned into something worth anticipating.
"Understood?" His grip lingers on the waist and he questions yet again and awaits a response from my end.
"Y-Yes." I mutter. Godamn it,Park Jimin,your gay is showing.
"Good" He retrieves his arm and the warmth dissipates into the air before mingling with the humid,warm evening breeze.
Jungkook,the oblivious and innocent bunny, suddenly breaks into an anxious laughter. "Mom said she would go to the markets with me. Drop me on the next turn,Hyung, I don't think they are chasing us anymore"
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A/N
/Way too unedited. /
Here comes my apology for a short chapter because seriously the updates are way too late.
But welp they are going to be late in the ahead future too. I have an exam coming the next week and because I gained zero knowledge from online classes, I have to prepare.
Also,stream Stay Gold and Your Eyes Tell for a smooth and glowing skin.
I'll try to come up with better chapters until then make sure to stay hydrated,health and gold:)
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Fanfiction"You're like a rare flower blooming on an arid desert. A wildflower." Where two boys encounter each other by their perfectly aligned windows in an insignificantly tiny town and strive to mend the broken other.
