Chapter 5: Everything Is Alright

Taehyung dropped his cheap, second-hand phone. Overdramatic Jungkook was always the worst Jungkook and Taehyung knew he was the only one who could fix that side of him. He didn’t even have to think twice about where Jungkook might be before bolting out the door of his also cheap, rental apartment. The classic college boy who is an orphan life.

He ran until his untoned leg muscles gave out, the feeling of blood rushing through his head and choking in his throat signalled him to stop, but he just couldn’t. He was so close. And who knew what Jungkook might have been thinking at the moment.

To him, Jungkook’s relief was more important than catching his breath.

Finally slowing down at the ladder that led to the rooftop of the auditorium in the middle of campus and fixing his crooked glasses, he climbed up the steps of the rusted ladder that went unnoticed by the rest of the students. No one bothered checking where the backstage steps led up to. Except of Jungkook, of course. Nothing went past his big, curious eyes. And, what a surprise, Taehyung was the only person he told about it.

With a heavy hand and a heavier heart for what he was about to witness, Taehyung opened the manhole cover that led to the roof.

The place was dimly lit, a flickering lamp being the only source of light. Random pipes and corners here and there, the ones Taehyung had byhearted at this point. He even knew exactly where Jungkook sat. At the edge, where his back was towards the campus and all he could see were the street lamps and the uneven road surrounded by pine trees.

He turned right from where he was standing and there, Taehyung had spotted him. Jungkook was sitting in his usual position with his back slouched excessively, his habit that Taehyung always nitpicked at because he didn’t want the boy to have a bad back in the future. He walked towards him with slow, silent footsteps and continuing to not say a word, sat down right next to him.

Jungkook felt his presence, he knew it was Taehyung from the moment the entrance to the roof was opened. He felt him sit next to him, yet he refused to look at him. He could sense Taehyung’s gaze boring into his right cheek and fought off the secret rubicund shade that was creeping on his visage. No, he was supposed to be angry at him. Truthfully, he was angry. Very.

Realizing that Jungkook, being the stubborn brat he was, won’t speak up, he decided to start the dreaded conversation first.

He whispered, “Jungkook…”

No reply.

He tried once again, “Jungkook, look at me…”

He failed, once again.

Taehyung decided he wasn’t going to have any of Jungkook’s attitude and spoke in a louder voice with a stricter tone, “Jungkook, look at me right now.”

It worked. The brunette snapped his head to meet his eyes. Taehyung noticed Jungkook's eyebrows were knit together in frustration. Something that was always a bad sign. He scowled in reply, “What the **** do you want from me?”

“I want us to talk.”

“About what, huh?”

“About why you reacted so harshly about something so minor.”

“Minor?!” Jungkook was enraged at this point. How could Taehyung find the tainting of his innocence a minor matter? He continued, “You think this is minor? Jin hyung literally told you everything I’ve tried to protect you from. And you call it minor?”

Taehyung was hyped with frustration he couldn’t hold back. He had always been treated as this naïve child who people steered away from and pitied. He wanted it to stop, wanted to finally grow up, so he shrieked, “What do you think I am? A fucking child? That I just go around knowing nothing about the world? Jin hyung told me about sex, for fuck’s sake. A bodily function and process. Do you want me, an already 22-year-old, to stay a fucking ****** my whole life? I’m honestly done acting like your precious angel who never swears, never gets angry, doesn’t know shit. It’s caging me, Jungkook. I feel like I’m being blinded from things I’m supposed to know. I’m oblivious to things everyone else talks about. I know you want to protect me and all but I can take care of myself, goddammit. So stop being a little bitch and get over it!”

As soon as Taehyung saw Jungkook's expression turning into a frown and his eyes fixed on his hands, he knew he overstepped his boundaries. Jungkook only wanted to take care of him. And Taehyung had just scolded him for it.

They stayed silent for a while. It must have been only a few minutes but it felt like aeons to Taehyung who waited for Jungkook to stay something, anything. To scream back. But he got nothing. Jungkook was looking straight ahead, not daring to spare him even a single glance.

When the heavy atmosphere started to choke Taehyung, he said in a low voice, “Jungkook, listen, I’m sorry. I know you’re just a bit overprotective about me and-”

“No, you shouldn’t be.” Jungkook stopped. He heaved a deep sigh and resumed, “It’s my fault. I guess you were going to find out sooner or later. I have to admit that yes, I did overreact. This is my fault.”

And there it was. The pit of guilt that had been dug into Taehyung’s chest. With fear of growing apart from Jungkook in his voice and tears threatening to spill out his eyes, his voice wobbled, “Kookie, don’t say that. I-”

But before he could say anything, Jungkook had placed a finger on his soft lips to shut him up. He shushed him and said, “It’s finally time, Kim Taehyung. It’s finally time that you grow up.”

That night, Taehyung made it up to Jungkook by going over to his place, wearing his clothes and cuddling with him to sleep.

...➳...

... ...

...‘ma bitchez’...

hoesuccsdicc: what happened

spreadeaglejinfucker: Has everything been resolved?

...paintingswithtaels and junglecock entered the chatroom...

paintingswithtaels: yup everything is cool now :)

junglecock: chill

yoongayaf: jungkook and taehyung are the two of you okay?

junglecock: dont worry hyung we made up

yoongayaf: good to know

pinkbiatch: umm kook…

junglecock: issokay hyung i’m not pissed anymore

pinkbiatch: prove it

junglecock: i was making memes about jimin a few mins ago wanna see?

ridejimin: ‘scuse?

junglecock:

pinkbiatch: ok y’all nothing to worry about he’s perfectly normal

ridejimin: YOU BITCHHHHHHHHHH I FUCKING HATE YOU I HOPE YOU FALL DOWN A WELL AND GET PISSED ON BY CATTLE

yoongayaf: OML ABSOLUTE GOLD IMMA USE THESE EVERYWHERE TY KOOK

ridejimin: u know i fucking hate u right

yoongayaf: you know u still owe me an apple watch right

ridejimin: o yeah almost forgot

ridejimin: hyung want me to send u a pic

yoongayaf: sure

ridejimin:

ridejimin: here u go u low life peasant

hoesuccsdicc: AHAHAHAHAA OML JIMIN U GENIUS

pinkbiatch: IMAGINE IF HE HAD ACTUALLY GIVEN IT TO YOONGS

paintingswithtaels: OMG JIMIN UR SUCH A PRANKSTER WOWOWOW

spreadeaglejinfucker: So that’s how you could afford it

junglecock: lol still surprised jimin hyung could afford even that

...YOONGAYAF HAS LEFT THE CHATROOM...

hoesuccsdicc: ALERT CODE RED MIN YOONGI HAS JUST LEFT THE YOONSEOK HOUSEHOLD

pinkbiatch: o fuc

spreadeaglejinfucker: Park Jimin, you are in trouble.

paintignswithtaels: O NO JIMIN APOLOGIZE HE’LL KILL U

junglecock: feel the mighty yoongi’s wrath bitch

ridejimin: i aint scared of anybody

junglecock: yoongi isnt just anybody, hyung. he’s… yoongi.

...Yoongayaf Has Joined The Chatroom...

yoongayaf: So Jimin, wanna have a chat? I’m right outside your apartment.

hoesuccsdicc: goodbye jimin

paintingswithtaels: you lived a good life my fren

ridejimin: brb guys gotta take care of a hairy dildo lookin *** dickhead

...➳...

Jimin climbed down the two flights of stairs of his dorm, in nothing but a white tank top, mid-thigh shorts and ruffled blonde hair, only to meet the sight of the back of a petite man with black hair who he immediately recognized as Yoongi.

“So what brings you to my abode, cumrag?”

The snarky remark from Jimin made Yoongi turn around to face him and just for a second, Jimin forgot his annoyance and thought about how attractive Yoongi looked under the hot July sunlight. He was wearing a grey hoodie, a size too big for him, and black track pants.

Yoongi snarled, “You thought I would let you off so easily? After breaking my leg and making a fool out of me in front of all of our friends?”

Jimin simply smirked, unmoved by Yoongi’s threats that he considered empty. He was enjoying the flirtatious game they were playing. He cooed, “Pretty please?”

Yoongi said nothing in reply and just glared at him. He took two strides towards him and suddenly, he was standing right in front of Jimin, merely an inch away. Jimin’s eyes widened at Yoongi in surprise of the proximity at which they stood at. His breathing wavered for just a moment, but immediately covering it up to not let his guards down.

“What do you want me to do to make it up to you?”

Yoongi replied with an indifferent facade, “What do you have to offer?”

Jimin bravely stepped closer until their faces were barely a centimetres apart. He cocked an eyebrow and suggested, “Myself.”

Now it was Yoongi’s turn to smirk, “Very well, Park Jimin. You have yourself a deal.”

With not even a second to spare, Jimin grabbed Yoongi’s hand, dragged him to his apartment, took him in his house, and crashed his lips against the other’s.

He whined, “Who wears a hoodie in July?” He took it off the pale boy’s body, glanced at his nude chest and hummed, “Mhm, that’s much better.”

Yoongi, embarrased with himself, admitted out loud, "I have to say Jimin, you are pretty fucking hot."

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