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It's already noon. The lunch rush is chaos — trays clatter, people shout across tables, someone in the corner is laughing like they just won the lottery.
Taehyung slides into the seat across from Jungkook, tray in hand, eyes squinting in mock suspicion.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Why are you hiding here like a suspicious loner?
Jungkook doesn’t even look up, already halfway through demolishing a burger.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Because if I sit in the middle, Jimin will find me. Then Yoongi will join. Then—
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
—then the whole world finds out about our secret marriage? *smirks* You’re paranoid.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
I’m cautious.
Taehyung leans in, dropping his voice so low that it barely cuts through the cafeteria noise.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Speaking of cautious… we need to talk about where we’re keeping it.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Pauses mid-bite, eyes narrowing*
…Keeping what?
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
The marriage certificate, genius.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*For a beat, he freezes. Chews. Swallows slowly, buying time* You have it.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
No, you have it.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
We agreed you’d keep it.
Taehyung laughs — too loud. A couple of heads turn.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Why would I keep it? You’re the one who’s all about being ‘organized.’
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
No. I said I’d hide the rings. You said you’d hide the paper.
The memory hits Taehyung — hazy, morning-after, both of them half-asleep.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
...Oh. ...Right.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Please tell me it’s somewhere safe.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
...Define safe.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*drops his burger with a thud*
Taehyung.
The table beside them erupts into laughter, masking their lowered voices.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
If anyone finds that paper—
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Relax. It’s in my dorm. On a shelf. In a book.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
…Which book?
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
If it's something obvious—
Before he can finish, a bright voice cuts in.
Both heads snap up. Jimin drops into the seat beside Taehyung, Yoongi following with a steaming cup of coffee.
Min Yoongi (Suga) 🐱
You two always look like you’re plotting a murder.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Maybe we are.
Park Jimin 🐥
Then I'm your alibi.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*Mutters* You’d sell us out in two seconds.
Min Yoongi (Suga) 🐱
*Eyes them both over the rim of his cup* So. What’s with the whispering?
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Group project.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Yeah. Assignment.
Park Jimin 🐥
*Leans in, grin stretching* A group project that needs matching rings?
Both—Taehyung and Jungkook freeze.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
…What?
Jimin nods toward Taehyung’s hand — the thin silver band catching the cafeteria light.
Taehyung’s stomach drops.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Oh, this? Joke ring. From a vending machine.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Yeah. Cost fifty cents.
Min Yoongi (Suga) 🐱
Fifty cents for a lifetime. What a steal.
Jimin keeps staring, unconvinced, but lets it go.
When the conversation shifts, Taehyung kicks Jungkook under the table.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Why didn’t you tell me I was wearing it?
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Why didn’t you notice?
The door of the dorm creaks open. The room is a controlled mess — art supplies everywhere, clothes draped over a chair, and a half-finished canvas propped against the wall.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
Safe, huh? *He eyes the chaos*
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
Don’t judge my creative space.
Taehyung heads straight to his bookshelf, scanning the spines. His hand hovers, then stills.
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
…Okay. Slight problem.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
What problem?
Kim Taehyung (V) 🐯
I think I… might’ve moved it.
Jeon Jungkook (JK) 🐰
*exhales sharply* Of course you did.
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