Tissues-Taegi [Complete]

Part 22

He yawned, stretching his arms way above his head, moving to stretch his back, only to realize someone was laying on his stomach.

"Yoonie," He muttered, poking the elder in the cheek.

Yoongi groaned, swatting his hand away. He snuggled back into Taehyung's stomach, clutching the fabric in his hand tightly.

"Yoonie, wake up. I have to leave,"

"No," Yoongi muttered, "Stay,"

He sighed, "We do this every time Yoonie, I still have to go,"

"But it's only 3 in the morning, we can go back to bed," Yoongi suggested, tightening his hold when the younger moved to get up.

"Yoonie.....it's 9 AM,"

"What's the fucking difference? Still too damn early,"

"I'm already late for class, I missed my entire first one, let me up. We can't do this every day,"

Yoongi cracked one eye open, looking both intimidating and adorable. It was confusing, "Why not?"

"Because I need to go to class,"

"Do online stuff,"

"Um....that's not an option,"

"I'll make it happen, just let me go back to bed," Yoongi switched their positions quickly, so he had Taehyung tucked into his chest.

A little annoyed, Taehyung pinched his collarbone, "Let me up. There's no way I can do online school, I can't make that happen,"

"Stop it," Yoongi warned lowly, "And I never said you would. I will take care of it,"

"I can't rely on you to do everything for me," Taehyung frowned, "I need to be able to do things myself,"

"Just shut the fuck up and go back to sleep,"

Taehyung tried to get out of Yoongi's arms, now super pissed off, but the elder only smirked, watching him fail.

"Yoongi, let me go,"

"No, you're being a brat,"

"You just told me to 'shut the fuck up'. Let me go, or I'll-"

"What? What will you do?"

Taehyung kneed him in the dick, "Should've let me go,"

Yoongi wheezed, curling into a ball on the bed as Taehyung jumped up.

"He'll fucking regret that," Yoongi said, gritting his teeth, still curled up in pain.

(A/N: k but why r men so weak lmao. you kick them once and then they're down for good)

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Taehyung rolled his eyes, "Stop it,"

"No! I can't believe you had a fight with Yoongi!" Baekhyun exclaimed, jaw dropped.

They were in their last class of the day, thankfully. And the professor really didn't care what they did, as long as they did their homework. He taught at the board, and if you weren't listening, it was your own damn fault when you failed the test.

"It wasn't a f-fight,"

"He told you to shut the fuck up, and then you kneed him in the dick and stormed off. That was a fight, sweetheart,"

Taehyung sighed, "Fine, it was a s-small fight. But not r-really,"

"When are you gonna talk to him about it?"

"When he apologizes,"

"For doing what?"

"He swore at me, and was just b-being a plain dick,"