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I recorded most of the concert so to see the videos please check my pinned thread on twitter (@bunkook20)
Let me just say right from the start that the UK LOVED Jin, and when I say that they loved him I mean that every SINGLE time he appeared on screen, whether in the MVs, the videos in between or just Jin himself, everyone LOST IT and screamed their lungs out to the high heavens. It was amazing.
I was in lower tier seating so I canât say for sure since I wasnât in standing myself, but every time I looked over everyone was being really respectful and no one was pushing (at least on my side) which made me really happy!
Also! All of the security and staff at the arena that I came across were really lovely too!
Maybe around 5 minutes before the concert was supposed to start an annoucement came from the translator that Jungkook wouldnât be performing again because of his injury. He was apologising loads on their behalf but we were all like ITâS OKAY DONâT WORRY WE LOVE YOU!
A quick note on Jungkook: you could tell he wasnât feeling well throughout the concert. He was very playful of course and was smiling and singing beautifully as always, but at times you could tell from his face that he was frustrated/upset at the situation which broke my heart because itâs not his fault :( He was also limping a bit when he walked, which shocked me because at that point we didnât know that he had stitches on his heel and it made me really sad because I love him so much and the last thing I want is for him to be hurt and feel guilty about it :(( But, there was pretty much always a member with him and playing with him so thankfully baby bun was never too lonely! He definitely smiled the most and looked happiest when they were around him T-T
They went back to playing MVs after that, and played DNA, Mic Drop, and Fake Love. I think the concert started abut 10 mins late?Â
THEN, my friends, the concert began with the beginning video and it was so pretty and magical.
Can someone send me cute jungkook stuff please Iâm still really overwhelmed from before and I feel like Iâm gonna start crying again even though everythingâs okay now
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NICKNAME: No one actually calls me this anymore but when I was 11/12 people in my class started calling me Sushi Nandos because it kinda somewhat obscurely sounds like my real name? idk kids are weird man
ZODIAC: Iâm a Sagittarius but Iâm not really sure if I fit the description that wellÂ
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 158cm which is around 5â˛2âł
AGE: 22
TIME: 16:44 (when I started) 17:29 (when I finished)
FAVOURITE BAND/SOLO ARTIST:Â BTS obviously, but I really like Lauv, Camila Cabello and Sabrina Carpenter so check them out if you havenât!
SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD: Magic Shop and The Truth Untold
LAST MOVIE I SAW: In the cinema it was Infinity War but at home it was The Hunger GamesÂ
LAST THING I GOOGLED: âHeart symbol copyâ⌠yeah I know⌠but before that I looked up capers because I kept hearing about them but I had no idea what they were
OTHER BLOG: I donât have another blog but I have an ao3 account (mysweetkittae) and a twitter account (@bunkook20) if anyone wants to follow me there *wink wonk diddly donk*
DO I GET ASKS: lol nope, I pretty much never get sent asks but I would love it if people did because I want to talk to you guys more and get to know you!
WHY I CHOSE MY USERNAME: Because taehyung is kinda like a kitten and heâs sweet and he is mine
FOLLOWING: Wait, following as in number of blogs I follow or number of blogs that follow me?
AVERAGE AMOUNT OF SLEEP: If I have uni the next day then 4-6 hours but if I donât then 7-9 ish?
LUCKY NUMBER: 5
WHAT AM I WEARING: Light pink pyjama bottoms with black polka dots that are way too big and long for me and a pastel yellow knee length nightie with orange polka dots and embroidery. Yes I like polka dots and yes I am super duper fashionable
DREAM JOB: A psychologist of some sort, presumably a child psychologist, and on the side I would also love to become an author. An idk if this counts as a job but I really really really want children so my dream job is to also be a mother? Â
DREAM TRIP: South Korea and Hawaii! I want to go so badly :(
PLAY AN INSTRUMENTS: I played the violin (badly) for a few years but I havenât touched one since I quit like 5(?) years ago because my teacher was horrible and made me cry every week and made me hate it
FAVOURITE SONG: ajdahjdbajh I really have no idea because I donât have just one. Basically all of BTSâs songs, Mine (Jaejoong), Run and Hide (Sabrina Carpenter), In The Dark (Camila Cabello), Getting Over You (Lauv), Drifting (On an On), Give Me Something (Seafret), About Us (Kisnou). I have a lot more but this is all I can remember for now
PLAY(ED) ANY SPORTS: I swam for around 10 years but it wasnât competitive of anything, it was just lessons.Â
HAIR COLOUR: Black
EYE COLOUR: Dark brown but in the sunlight it has a bit of a reddish tint to it? Idk if all dark brown eyes do that or if itâs just my family but Iâd like to believe that itâs because Iâm secretly like a witch or vampire or something
MOST ICONIC SONG: HEY MACARENAÂ
LANGUAGES YOU SPEAK/ARE LEARNING: English and Hindi and Iâm very slowly learning Korean (I studied French and German for 4 years in school but I basically remember nothing)
RANDOM FACT: There is a type of sea slug that eats a particular type of algae, but that algae only blooms for 3 months of the year. To solve this problem, the sea slug breaks down the algae and incorporates the chloroplasts inTO ITS SKIN SO THAT IT CAN PHOTOSYNTHESISE FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR HOW INSANE IS THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!Â
My biology teacher told us that around 4 years ago and it has never stopped blowing my mind.Â
DESCRIBE MYSELF AS AN AESTHETIC: Quiet nights, grey skies, the comfort of a bed that is your sanctuary. The reflection of yourself as you look out of the window, the city lights in the night sky illuminating the skyline, glaring back at you as you hide behind the four walls, the noises in your head louder than any motorway could ever be. Looking up at the stars and finding solace in far away lands, a lifetime of wondering what if.
The sun streaming through the windows on a good day, your favourite music playing in your ears as you skip around the house for no reason other than just because. The smell of freshly cooked porridge wafting through the air, bringing a smile to your face as you feel the warmth seeping down your throat. Looking at the clear blue skies from the window as you tap away at the keys of your laptop for hours on end, letters dancing through your fingertips and onto the page, painting pictures of a million different worlds. Â
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Thank youuuuu!!!!! Youâre always so adorable, this strawberry post really suits you!!
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usakook drabbleâŚ.idk who i am anymore guys im sorry OTL this universe though basically.
fingertips pressed to his temples, yoongi stares up at namjoon with such a deep look of long-suffering that namjoon almost feels bad except he hasnât really got a choice in the matter per se and yoongi is the person he trusts with this kind of thing so thatâs that. even when his smiles are nervous, his dimples show up; a fact yoongi is mortally offended by but also accepts. he sighs.
âitâs literally not my fault.â this from namjoon.
again a sigh. hands raised in the air â defeated â yoongi falls back in his chair which then rolls backward with the force of it until it rams into the side of his desk. he winces.
âjust bring him.â
namjoon presses his palms together. âthank you.â
yoongi rolls his eyes. âyeah, yeah.â
*
what yoongi remembers about jeon jungkook: rabbit teeth, pretty voice, either shockingly quiet or bizarrely talkative, a daydreamer. what yoongi learns about jeon jungkook now: all of that plus some other stuff.
most importantly this:
âhey jungââ
yoongi pauses as he rounds the corner and sees a pile of clothing, the same clothing jungkook was wearing today. right.
a small movement in the folds as yoongi stooping low and holding his hand palm-up, flat on the floor.
âoy.â means: itâs just me. means: come out.
eventually jungkook does, nose twitching and ears doing much the same, wide bunny eyes always seeming on the verge of some monumental breakdown except heâs not; thatâs just what rabbits look like, yoongi had concluded after a week or so of thisâŚpredicament. shaking his head as jungkook finds his way into yoongiâs hand, he mumbles more to himself,
âthis is ridiculous.â
the twitch of jungkookâs nose against his wrist could be coincidental but it might also be agreement; because yes, yes it is.
*
it was jungkookâs own fault maybe. probably. definitely. but thatâs all heâll tell yoongi whenever yoongi asks â usually right after jungkook has shifted back, twice already in an untimely and very clotheless fashion that had both of them scrambling away from each other so quickly that yoongiâs whole left shin is black and yellow with bruises â thank you coffee table â and jungkook has a sizable bump on his head that he claims doesnât hurt even though it does. must be embarrassing, is yoongiâs conclusion, because thatâs what he would do if he was embarrassed â avoid it. he lets him. opts instead for conversations like:
âwhereâs my shirtâŚâ
âhere.â he tosses it from the neatly folded pile he made it into earlier when jungkook jumped at the sound of the kettle screaming and dropped right down into rabbit form, shirt and jeans and aught else pooled around him.
âthank you,â jungkook says and itâs muffled through the cotton of his shirt as he pulls it down over his head. it leaves his hair very ruffled though thatâs leftover from his shift probably.
sometimes yoongi finds himself wanting to reach out and smooth it down or just reach out and run his fingers through it, wondering idly if it is as soft as jungkook feels as a rabbit, if he likes being pet the same as he does that way. then he realizes that kind of thought is likely extremely weird and approaching weird territory, territory that doesnât come to mind when jungkook is literally a bunny because jungkook the bunny doesnât look over at yoongi shyly, bite his lower lip and blush too fast to hide it by looking away. namjoon asked yoongi to look after him, to give him a place to stay where heâd be safe while namjoon has to travel for his lectures and thatâs what yoongi has been doing â is doing, will continue to do.
âdinner?â he suggests and his voice is pleasantly even, relief a sigh in his chest. jungkook perks up â are his eyes actually sparkling, yoongi might take a photo one day to investigate â and nods.
âpizza?â he asks and by now yoongi remembers that jungkook doesnât go as far as to ask unless he really wants something, so even though heâs not really in the mood for pizza he cracks half a grin, tosses him his card and says,
âfine. but you order.â
*
the reason jungkook thinks his curse is his own fault is because he doesnât remember how it happened. it seems to him that one moment he was walking home from university campus and the next he was a rabbit on the floor of the apartment he shares usually with namjoon â oldest friend and long-time crush up until recentlyâŚ. though he really doesnât need to know that.Â
he supposes heâs lucky. namjoonâs degree being in modern magic application and comparative literature, he wasnât completely at a loss. just mostly. the first week was the worst. jungkook remembers being almost stepped on so many times heâs become twice as jumpy as he used to be â which was pretty bad to begin with.
moving in temporarily with yoongi, he avoids the subject of How and just focuses on existing, his days still fraught with truly ridiculous trials because staying calm all day takes a toll on a person. half the time he doesnât make it. yoongi knows to come get him if it gets past a certain time at night after jungkookâs classes, but it takes him so long to find him on campus he ends up giving him a collar â bracelet really â that jungkook can at least hold onto with his small rabbit mouth when he shifts without warning, waiting for yoongi to get there.
the first time this method proves effective, yoongi arrives within minutes, explains as he scoops jungkook up in one hand and his clothes and bag in the other:
âi was in the neighborhood.â
by which he means he was in the neighborhood because he didnât want jungkook to have to wait for an obscenely long time if it happened again, but jungkook doesnât know that and yoongi decides itâs better to keep it that way.
*
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I wonât insult you by presenting the BT21, everyone knows them, the infamous Universtar!
The eclectic group counts one alien (and his giant robot), an alpaca, a rabbit, a cookie, a koala, a puppy and... Mang.
What kind of living being could be Mang under his horse mask?
Based on size, heâs similar to Cooky, Chimmy, Tata and Koya.
But recently, footage of Mang with Van was released.
He clearly shows puppy behaviour, asking for more patting on his head.
We can also see Mang likes his possibly fellow puppy, Chimmy.
He loves him a lot.
No wait, you donât get it, he REALLY loves Chimmy.
But you see while he stalks loves the yellow hoodyâs cheeks, Mang doesnât feel like a puppy inside himself.
No. For a very long time now, Mang felt more comfortable as... a horse
Itâs something heâs felt very insecure about for a long time, making him wonder who he really was.
Even for Christmas when everyone wanted to be Santa, he wanted to be a reindeer (Shooky couldnât be Santa either as he wouldâve drowned in the red beanie otherwise).
The others accept him for who he is and not what nature made him be. Cooky made a drawing to show him that even under the mask, heâs still their Mang.
But just because heâs happier as a horse doesnât mean Mang doesnât enjoy puppy things.
Like Chimmy, heâs passionate about dance. Chim puppy approves. Heâs a real dancing machine!
Chimmy even happens to be his fan!!
Look at him trying to imitate Mangâs graceful jump!
As the king of passion, Chimmy trains very hard to become as good as Mang!
He was even more motivated when he accidentally discovered Mangâs face under his mask and realised they belonged to the same species.
Mang has one regret though. He can still cry a river.
(Heâs not to Chimmyâs level though.)
But he canât emit hearts anymore!!
He does have his heart-shaped nose on his mask but itâs not the same.
Luckily for him, when heâs with his dear Chimmy, they can do hearts together~
He usually starts by meditating in front of his window, preferably while the sun is rising so he can enjoy the soft warmth.
Seokjin is one of those unreal people who wake up early. He usually starts his day by meditating in front of his window, preferably while the sun is rising so he can enjoy the soft warmth. Then after a light breakfast, he hits the gym. He's determined to keep his body in shape! He has some friends there with whom he share jokes and fitness tricks. While running he usually thinks about what he'll upload on his blog this day. His blog is a complex mix of everyday recipes, more exotic ones and photographs - including a decent amount of selfies. He works on it when he doesn't have too many clients, which often means early in the afternoon. It's a nice break after the rush of the lunch, most of his clients are employees coming to eat on the go so he always makes sure to serve them fast and well. On the opposite, his evening patrons are more laidback and rather come to have a relaxing time around a glass of soju. Which leads us to the second reason why Seokjin always takes care of his body: kicking out drunkards. And this may or may not have included Yoongi once.
After he was done with his workout, he used to take a quick shower before joining Hoseok in front of their establishments for their daily reunion. Today, Hoseok told him about their birthday party with Namjoon the day before. After watching the sunset they had went to one of the best restaurants in the city, the same they booked every year. After that, they had drunkenly gone home, stumbling and leaning on each other, Namjoon promising they would be rice brothers forever. Seokjin chuckled but immediately stopped when he noticed Hoseok's dark expression. He looked towards where his friend had his eyes set. An old woman was getting closer, a scowl on her face. It was the old hag that kept coming to Hwagae Market because they had the best dureup but who was also an awful conservative bigot.
Hoseok hated her with a passion, yet he was too kind to tell her. She was about to greet them when Seokjin decided to help his friend. He faced him and went.
"Oh Hoseok dear, look you still have some at the corner of your lips," he said, lifting his hand to caress the young man cheek while gently wiping his lips with his thumb, before putting the said thumb in his own mouth. The poor Hoseok looked like a deer caught in headlights. But at least it had been efficient as the old cow screamed in indignation and left while mumbling things the author cannot decently write here.
After watching the sunset...
Seokjin came back to the restaurant and things went as usual until Taehyung barged in, toward the end of the afternoon. He looked seriously pissed but contrary to his usual explosive anger, this time he was frighteningly silent. And holding a book??!
Seokjin watched him as he sat down and buried himself in his reading. The owner went back to his cleaning of the board above his counter.
FREE MEAL
IF YOU WIN AGAINST THE
OWNER IN ARM WRESTLING
It had been a long time since anyone had defied him. Even Taehyung and Jimin had stopped. The last one had been a tourist who had only noticed Seokjin's muscular body after his own hand had been inexorably pressed against the table.
Eventually, Jimin joined his best friend and they started plotting in hushed tones, too low for Seokjin to hear them despite all his efforts.
EXCLUSIVE!! An open day will be held
at the Hotel Spine Breaker on Sunday!
To celebrate the opening of the new resort,
an open day will be held this Sunday during all
the afternoon. There will be group visits, a free
access to the pool and a free buffet. This event
is probably to convince the opponents of theÂ
project that...                         Â
Seokjin was suddenly very interested in the new building. Especially its open day. Especially its free buffet. How good could be the food of a five-star hotel? He needed to see for himself. He talked about it during the dinner with the others and all agreed on joining him. No one noticed the two delinquent exchange a look and nod at each other, though.
So here they were a few days later, all reunited in front of a gigantic brand new hotel in which a mass of people was currently going. They followed the general movement and ended by the pool. The buffet was next to it, already surrounded by hungry visitors. After losing at rock, paper, scissors, Hoseok was sent to grab some food while the others settled at the water's edge, Seokjin claiming the only deckchair available.
...Hoseok was sent to grab some food while the others settled at the water's edge, Seokjin claiming the only deckchair available.
Jimin was entranced by the water, gently moving his hand in the liquid to make waves, Taehyung was asking his mentor about vengeance, and Namjoon answering that no man should lower himself to that, Jungkook was watching Hoseok, anticipating the food's arrival and Yoongi was making sure everyone could see he was already bored. Behind them, Seokjin was enjoying the sun, trying to resist the temptation to push everyone in the pool. He forgot it all when Hoseok joined them back, his arms full of plates filled to the brim. Everyone started eating and let's be honest here, it was extremely disappointing. They should have suspected that a free buffet would probably not be made using the top food normally served at the hotel but those bland toasts were a bit disrespecting to their visitors.
Jungkook quickly decided that if he couldn't enjoy the meal, then he would enjoy the pool. Jimin decided to do the same and both boys started undressing. Their muscular torsos stopped all the others from doing the same, no matter how much they wanted to go for a dip. They couldn't compete with those muscles. So everyone watched the Busan boys having fun in the water.
Seokjin and Yoongi had taken their cameras out to snap some memories. Jimin and Jungkook got closer to strike a pose.
"Are you having fun Jungkook?" Jimin asked, conscious he may not be Jungkook's favourite company.
"Yeah, you're cool when you're not sexually harassing people," Jungkook answered distractedly, more focused on the lens pointed at him.
Jimin froze in surprise. Jungkook, the adorable and perfect Jeon Jungkook, had just said he was cool!!
Seokjin raised his head to look directly at the two of them, his heart soaring with fatherly pride. Next to him, Yoongi was darkly cackling while mumbling "That's the best blackmail ever."
Jungkook frowned, wondering what was so weird with what he said. And then Jimin jumped on him to hug him.
"Jungkookie! I'll be the coolest friend ever for you!!"
"You're doing it wrong!!!" Jungkook yelled, struggling against the koala embrace.
Everyone laughed light-heartedly at their antics.
During this merry time, Namjoon felt a hand gently tapping his shoulder. It was an old lady, probably a European tourist. As soon as she had the man's attention she said in English.
"Teacher shall never be vanquished until
Great Bushes to his high head
Shall come against him."
She left right after, leaving a very confused Namjoon.
Jimin, after being thrown away, came back to the group and noticed an uproar toward the buffet. Cakes had been served and apparently, they were good!?
They all hurried there but Jimin stopped Namjoon telling him that as his mentor he should go fetch Taehyung who had disappeared a while ago.
Namjoon sighed and reluctantly went inside. He noticed a lot of bushes and was reminded of the old lady... there was no way, right?
But then one of the plants started moving toward him and attacked him! Namjoon yelled and started fighting against the monster. He pushed and kicked while lying on his back, his eyes closed to not be attacked by the leaves.
He eventually realised no resistance was opposed to him and stopped moving, only to see a destroyed plant laying on him. And a smiling Kim Taehyung filming him, the old lady next to him, visibly delighted.
"You taught me well Mr Kim," Taehyung said with a smile.
The boy thanked the nice tourist with the broken English he had learned in the last few days and left just like that, hurrying when he noticed the fight over the cake. Namjoon was astonished. Should he feel angry? Ashamed? Proud?!
He stood up, tried putting the poor green plant back and joined the guys who laughed at him as Taehyung had shown them his video.
... you're cool when you're not sexually harassing people,
Once the cake was tasted and appreciated what it's worth, they decided to go back. Seokjin invited everyone for some fried chicken at his restaurant and they all agreed, pretending, as usual, it was for the food and not for each other company. Seokjin smiled. It was good to have friends like them.
Chapter 5/6:Â Where Namjoon deserves a medal for not killing his students
Word count: 2,928
A/N: images from here
As the party at Jinâs had ended late in the afternoon, the 95z decided to go to the PC room before going home. They played a while, laughing at their English teacher's determination to make them study.
It was night-time when they finally left. The streets were pretty calm as the temperature was quickly dropping.
They reached streets with a bad lighting.
âHey imagine if a murderer attacked us.â
âHe wouldnât even have the time to yell that I wouldâve already punched his face!â
âYou'd have to be quicker than me for that! The guy wouldnât even have the time to land in front of us that I wouldâve already made him spit his teeth!â
âNo one stands a chance against us!â
"Even the mafia should be wary of us!"
âExactly!! As long as we can hit, itâs alright!"
"And we'll always find a way to hit anyone who dares looking down on us!"
âYeah! ... But what about ghosts then?â
âGh-ghosts?â
âEven if you hit them you canât hurt them. Imagine if the spirit of someone was around right now and that we pissed him off by being here!â
âDonât be an idiot! Why would a spirit attack us?!"
â... We should go home.â
âYeah, I donât want to be killed by an invisible being.â
âThen donât talk and just hurry, I donât want to be dragged into hell!â
They hadn't even realised they were hugging each other while looking at every dark corner as if the infamous spirit was going to suddenly appear.
âBut... What if weâve already been cursed?â
âCursed?!â
âYeah, maybe the spirit cursed us and will torment us for three days before coming to kill us!â
âOh my god, we angered a spirit, what are we gonna do?! We donât even have a tape to make someone watch!â
âWe have to find the mysterious old book with skulls all over the cover! Our salvation must be in it!â
âWait, isnât finding the book usually the reason why the characters are cursed?â
âOh yeah, youâre right... But what about our situation then?!â
âKong Suyun!â
âHeh?â
âKong Suyun! The girl who's in love with Jungkook! She probably put a spell on us to eliminate her opponents!â
âTrue that sheâs suspicious as fuck... Eh! Why was I dragged in YOUR problems?!â
âWell, youâre my best friend.â
âExcuse me?!â
âMy bro, the ultimate friend, my spiritual twin, my faithful dog, the guy whoâs a very wonderful person and that will not abandon me to some evil spirit, right??â
âYeah, youâre right! And maybe youâre the only one whoâs cursed after all!â
â...â
âBut donât worry Chimchim! Iâll protect you from the evil witch!â
âWell said Taetae!â
"But wait, why would she curse you if you already let go of Jungkook?"
"Oh right... Maybe it's a curse working like a time bomb? Maybe she thinks I insulted Jungkookie by renouncing to him?"
"That insane witch! A man has the right to love whomever he wants!!"
"Yeah!"
Their little paranoia had occupied them until the crossroad where they were supposed to separate. They were still tightly holding each other.
"Hey, it's kinda cold tonight and your house is closer. Would mind if I crash there?" Taehyung asked trying to control the tone of his voice.
Jimin accepted immediately and they hurried toward his home. Once there, they decided to both sleep in Jimin's bed, because it would be a bother to take out the futon, right?
Namjoon groaned as his clock rang thirty minutes earlier than usual. It was Monday and he was going to make Park Jimin come at school whether the cutie wanted it or not.
Once he was ready he went directly to the student's house. He knew Mr and Mrs Park were already at work so he didn't beat around the bush and directly yelled.
"Park Jimin! You'd better be ready and in front of me in five minutes! Or else I'll come fetch you and drag you to school even if you're still in your underwear!"
There was a moment of silence until a window opened and two heads became visible.
"I already told you I was not coming!" Jimin added to it.
The three of them kept yelling at each other until the two boys disappeared again. Namjoon raised an eyebrow. Could it be that Taehyung had had enough and was about to kick his best friend out of his own house just to go back to sleep? He remembered the boy had already scared to death half of the girls of his class when they were talking during his nap. And they wouldn't be stupid enough to try something like escaping, right? With that idea in head, the professor was quite surprised to see the two delinquents go out, both in their uniform.
"Mr Kim we have to talk!"
"Yeah, it's a matter of life or death!"
"And as you're our teacher you have to protect us!"
"What are you talking about?! Anyway, we don't have the time now, Jimin come with me. Taehyung, go back to your home and take off your uniform you're currently expelled!" Namjoon answered, ignoring the boys' complaints.
Despite his orders the two of them actually followed him, asking continuously for his attention about that important topic. In front of the school, they had just the time to run to the classroom so Namjoon didn't bother with keeping Taehyung out of the establishment. He would kick him out during the break, whatever. But once inside both students just stood in front of him, asking for protection. Namjoon gritted his teeth. He was tempted to expel both of them but it would basically be their win, yet he had better things to do than listening. As a last resort, he decided to just use force to push Taehyung out of the room while keeping Jimin in, hoping it would be enough.
But he didn't expect the smaller one would grab him by the waist. The surprise made him move his arm and before he knew it, he had accidentally punched the Daegu boy in the face.
A terrified silence followed, everyone thinking that Taehyung, currently on the ground with a hand on his face, was about to stand up and attack their teacher.
The boy indeed got to his feet, his head still low and a menacing aura emanating from him. Except that when he lifted his face toward Namjoon he had stars in his eyes.
"That punch!! Teach me your way Sunbaenim!!"
"What did you call me?!"
"I can't believe it! The stories are under the reality, you're so great Namjoon Sunbaenim!!"
"Don't call me Sunbae I'm your English teacher Kim Taehyung!!!"
"Hyung?"
"That's worse!!"
"Aniki?"
"Don't use Japanese during English lesson!"
"Boss!!!"
"No! Stop it now, I'm your teacher and that's how you have to address me!"
"No, I can't ignore such an incredible technique you have to teach me!!"
Namjoon pinched the bridge of his nose. It would never end with that air-head, he had to use duplicity.
"Okay, I'll teach you but you have to leave the school for now."
"Yes!"
The young man quickly made his exit, Namjoon having to grab Jimin to keep him from following the other one. Which obviously led to another tantrum, Mr Park asking for the protection of his friend. After another ten minutes of arguing and Jungkook jumping in because "Sir, ignore them, I want my lesson!! And to know why people don't wear anything under a kilt!", they finally settled with Sexy Mochi inside and Baby Tiger outside but ready to burst in if his friend needed help. Namjoon thought he was the one needing help the most right now.
 they finally settled with Sexy Mochi inside and Baby Tiger outside
Of course, he had just bought a little break with his promise. So at the end of the day, he was faced once again with a very eager to learn Kim Taehyung and his usual accomplice. He was about to find another reason to escape the thing when he noticed Jungkook ready to jump on him as soon as he was done with the two. Choosing the lesser of two evils, he stayed with the two older ones - at least they were easy to deceive.
They walked together to Seokjin's restaurant, the boys taking the occasion to finally explain that Namjoon had to protect them from Kong Suyun's witchcraft. The adult wondered what he had done in his previous life to deserve that. Well, at least it was funny to see the two idiots frightened by their own imagination. After Jimin noticed him behind them and invited him, Jungkook ended up walking with them.
At the restaurant, they all relaxed, welcomed by the delicious smell of food promising a good meal. Namjoon joined his dear brother and Yoongi at the bar while the students went to the couch and armchair in the back. He couldn't help but frown when he noticed his dear brother clad in orange. Couldn't he wear something normal like a white button-up and black pants like the teacher? They were the rice cake brothers after all, so close that no one could ever separate them for long, they would always stick back together!
 The dinner followed soon after. It was rather calm if you except the moment Taehyung decided to relate the events of the morning. Hoseok scolded his younger brother for giving a bad example to his students. Yoongi also made sure to add Taehyung would find a better mentor in him because he was a real man from Daegu and Namjoon was just a former thug. Namjoon answered that as for him, he had at least finished growing up and maturing. The imminent fight was stopped in its tracks by Hoseok hitting both of the men on the head and ordering them to apologize to each other. They grumbled at each other.
The next weekend, Namjoon and Taehyung met by the river. The English teacher had ended up accepting to mentor the delinquent after an idea had popped into his mind.
He had never seen Taehyung so eager to learn. The boy had his eyes fixed on him, his brows slightly frowned in concentration. It was a bit frustrating honestly.
Namjoon took a breath.
"Welcome to your private lesson on how to become... a strong man. I won't go easy on you, it's a tough path needing both a strong mind and a strong body. Do you still want to try?"
"Yes, boss!!" Taehyung answered with too much enthusiasm for Namjoon.
"Then we'll start the training. First will be push-ups, get ready!!"
The boy immediately got in position.
"Good, now with each push-up you'll repeat the words I say."
"Yes, boss!!"
Namjoon tried not to cringe too much at the honorific. He cleared his throat and said.
"Arise, arose, arisen!"
"Arise, arose, arisen!" Taehyung mimicked after lowering himself to the ground, his accent a bit rough.
"Awake, awoke, awoken!"
"Awake, awoke, awoken!" The student screamed back, not even realizing what he was saying.
"Be, was, been!"
"Be has-been!" Namjoon held a chuckle back.
"No, be, was, been!"
They kept going until they reached twenty verbs and then Namjoon made him repeat again but while doing abs. While it was quite funny to see Kim Taehyung in that situation, Namjoon was also a bit despaired by the fact the kid hadn't picked up on anything.
They were taking a break when the rumble of a motor got closer. A bright red bike was approaching them. Taehyung immediately recognised Jimin on his father's bike and stood up to wave at him. The bike stopped near them and the driver took off his helmet, revealing a pouty Busan boy.
"You, traitor! You abandoned me!!"
"Sorry Jiminnie, I'm training to become stronger!! After that, I'll be able to protect you!"
"Forget it, neither you nor Mr Kim would do against a witch anyway. So I'm going to the temple!"
"The temple?" Namjoon asked after listening to their conversation.
"Exactly! I'm going to pray to obtain help from a god!! Kong Suyun won't stand a chance ha! ha!"
With that, Jimin put his helmet back, put on the motor and went to put an end to the spell that had been put on him.
Namjoon was waiting in front of the chicken restaurant. He had given money to Taehyung and sent him to buy their meals. Finally, after months of privation, he was going to eat Seokjin's lunchbox again! In a way, it was only justice to send Taehyung, as the boy was 50% responsible for why Namjoon couldn't stay alone with Seokjin anymore. Just thinking about it sent a shiver up his spine.
They came back to the river and ate, Namjoon taking the occasion to explain about a famous boss named Hamlet. Taehyung nodded fervently to everything his teacher said, with food filling his cheeks and reinforcing his puppy look.
After an afternoon similar to the morning, the mentor and his now dead-tired but also ecstatic student went to Hwagae Market. Namjoon kept finding advantages to having Taehyung with him. Like right now, the boy was explaining his progress to his fellow Daegu compatriot, making this one tear up with laughter when he started reciting the holy words he had learnt today and leaving Namjoon able to discuss freely with his brother and prepare for the birthday.
...leaving Namjoon able to discuss freely with his brother and prepare for the birthday.
Taehyung's training kept going every day. They would meet after the class and do the same kind of exercises.
"He still hasn't noticed?" Jungkook asked as he was sitting next to Namjoon, both of them looking at Taehyung running. The boy was very displeased with that whole situation taking his favourite teacher away from him. He had even ended talking to Jimin - who was also very bored without his Taetae - and to his utmost horror, he had actually enjoyed the time they had spent together!
"Nope~" Namjoon had difficulties hiding how much fun he was having.
"But Sir, that's favouritism!" The boy pouted.
"If it bothers you that much, you can join him. I'm planning to tell him about Macbeth next. Even if he doesn't know it, at least he'll be familiar with Shakespeare."
"Oh! Sir! Sir! Did Shakespeare shook pears?"
"... Was that a Seokjin's level joke?"
"No! Now, tell me how someone could be named shaker of fruits!!!" Jungkook was way too interested as always.
No matter how Namjoon tried to avoid the subjects, the boy wouldn't give up. As the answer was easy to find this time, Namjoon quickly took out his phone.
"Nothing to do with pears, it actually means spearman. It's a man fighting with a spear," he read.
"Oh, okay."
Sometimes the reality was a bit disappointing honestly.
Taehyung couldn't sleep. He was too impressed by Macbeth-sunbaenim. He had won against the king to become king himself!! Just like the witches had said! Should he go to Kong Suyun to ask her about his destiny? Maybe he would also become the king of Daegu! ... Did it mean he would have to kill Yoongi?
And if he became king, there wouldn't be any problem to buy a big house to live in with Jimin and his dog!!
He remembered Boss Kim mentioning a best friend but vaguely. What was his name already? Bankrupt? Banquet? He and Macbeth seemed to love each other dearly, he hoped he could stay like that with Jimin too!!
It was a pity his mentor hadn't talked more about it, he wanted to know more!
Realisation hit him. Hoseok!! He was Boss Kim's brother, he must know something!!
Too excited, he got out of his bed, put on a hoodie and silently escaped by his window.
He and Macbeth seemed to love each other dearly, he hoped he could stay like that with Jimin too!!
Hoseok was peacefully dreaming of dancing sunflowers while hugging his cute horse plushie until a gigantic red snake came out of nowhere and coiled itself around his arm.
He yelled, fighting desperately for freedom. He opened his eyes and realised Kim Taehyung was shaking him. Hoseok sighed in relief but screamed once again as his door was thrown open.
"SeokSeok!! What's wrong!!?"
It was Yoongi, wearing just his Kumamon boxer and holding a baseball bat. As soon as he noticed Taehyung perched on top of his life partner, worry let place to anger.
"Yah! What are you doing here?!"
"Don't mind me Mr Yoongi! I'm just here to ask something to Mr Hoseok," the boy answered as if it was the most natural thing in the world to enter people's room through their window in the middle of the night.
Yoongi didn't have any of that nonsense and entered the room to grab the kid and drag him out. Taehyung clung to the bed and tried to talk with Hoseok.
"Boss Kim talked to me about Macbeth, I want to know more!!"
Yoongi made him let go and started dragging him out.
"Macbeth? Are you talking about the book?" Hoseok asked in return, tilting his head.
"There's a book?! I have to..." Taehyung had been successfully thrown out.
It was the first time Taehyung entered the library with the intention to read a book. Usually, he came to pick up Jimin who liked to read his mangas here. It took him a while but he eventually found a book titled Macbeth. And eventually, he understood the real meaning of everything he had been taught recently...
Seokjin climbed on the stool to grab the string of the rolling screen and pulled it down. Yoongi and Hoseok were arranging the couches to face said screen. The others would be here soon, for the welcome back party after the two elders' travel in Thailand.
It was a gentle Saturday afternoon in the early fall. They were going to look at the pictures, eat the classic fried chicken as well as the new basil chicken and talk about what had happened that week. That was the plan. As usual. Except that the last times it ended with either Taehyung stealing Seokjinâs soju, Yoongi and Jungkook engaging in a battle to have the last piece of lamb skewer - it wouldnât happen this time, Seokjin had decided to ban lamb from his menu for security reasons - or Hoseok marvelling at what they had brought back and using Jimin as his victim public to his reactions and Namjoon encouraging him.
The teacher and the students finally joined the reunion, Taehyung charging inside to claim the armchair. Namjoon joined the Sope team on the couch but Hoseok pretended that it was too cramped so he sat down on the ground.
Jimin sat on the opposite, not wishing to meddle with the old men and letting the place to Jungkook so he could sit next to his dear teacher. But against all odds, the youngest sat with Jimin who just looked at him with his mouth slightly opened for at least ten seconds.
Once they were all installed, Jin brought the food and sat down too.
âSo, is everyone ready for the rice of Kim Seokjin?!â The restaurant owner proclaimed with a cheerful face, expecting laughter and compliments.
âYour sense of humour is so lacking I donât think we can consider it as existing,â Yoongi answered. âAnd donât expect any rise, my photos will blow everyone away as usual.â
âSay what you want! The fact is, that humour of mine was the reason I earned the basil chicken recipe from the grandpa at the night market!â
âHe gave it to you so you would stop! You tortured the poor man with your horrible jokes!â
This time everyone laughed, easily imagining the cook harassing the merchant until he agreed to the deal. Actually it often happened, even though reaching the point of dad jokes was rare.
Seokjin ignored the mocking and started eating while fumbling with the remote to start the slideshow.
 Once they were all installed, Seokjin brought the food and sat down too.
Seokjin and Yoongi's creations were mixed but it was easy to identify the owner: Yoongi was a landscapes enthusiast and Seokjin a fan of details. Like so, multi-coloured streets could lead to a piece of fish in a shell and a close-up on a flower to a green chain of mountains. Everyone commented, Taehyung wondering if he should become a professional taster to eat everything for free, Jungkook asking how people could be so innocent as to believe the two elders when they pretended they were broke students, Hoseok admiring everything, Namjoon discretely saying that he wouldnât have minded if they had stayed way longer and the two travelers flooding everyone with little stories and...
âHey, hey, hey, if we go to Peru next, what will we use to move?â Seokjin asked, excited.
âGive me just a second so I can plug my ears,â Yoongi answered.
âAn alpacar!!!â The chef said, laughing hysterically, followed by Jimin who failed at resisting. Fortunately, he didn't laugh as much as for the bread joke. When Seokjin had kept firing the stick of bread and acting as if he was hit, the poor boy had rolled on the floor with laughter.
The rest chose to ignore the chef and looked back at the screen currently showing gorgeous ranges of fruits. Yoongi didn't miss a beat to bring the focus on the snap.
"Now, look at these stalls. Everything looks good, doesn't it? Actually half of the fruits were rotten."
"Yoongi, don't be so negative, it wasn't to that point."
"And you!" He said pointing at the older. "Only saying 'Good? Very very good?' at the old hag and directly asking 'how much is this?' with your naive smile when she nodded, while one second before you were dissing the papayas!"
"The papayas were visibly rotten!"
"You didn't even taste those damn mangoes! What if they were bad inside?!"
"Trust my instinct with food!"
"Not after you made me eat those skewers without the sauce!! It didn't have any taste!"
"I told you to taste it not to gobble it!"
"You put the goddamn thing in my mouth!"
"... Anyway, let's have a bit of these mangoes!" Seokjin concluded while standing up, not wishing to admit he might have been a bit too trusting.
 "... Anyway, let's have a bit of these mangoes!"
"So, wasn't it too dead without the two of us here?" Yoongi asked with his mouth full of mango and rice. He would never admit out loud that the fruits were actually delicious, but he wasn't going to deprive himself either.
"Well, there was a little revolution," Namjoon said.
"Really?"
"Jimin grew up and discovered how life works!"
"Mr Kim!!!"
Seokjin was immediately cupping Jimin face in his hands and looking at every invisible pore of his perfect skin.
"Still soft I see."
The younger escaped the grip and proclaimed all the present adults were cruel for not telling him the truth. Preferring the title of "cruel bastard" rather than "too whipped to make your cute face sad", Yoongi pleaded guilty, Namjoon and Hoseok nodding next to him.
The last pictures were shown in calm, Jimin still mumbling about adults being weird and untrustworthy and the others lulled by the food in their stomach. The final vote led to the usual victory of Yoongi by two votes against one. Note that the 95z were forbidden to express their mind because of their delinquent behaviour: Namjoon kind of expected theyâd feel bad about it. They didnât, they had even declared themselves as being the anarchy to that democracy, the Yin to the Yang. So by principle, they claimed that Jinâs picture of a pitaya was better than all of Yoongi's snaps reunited.
Namjoon and Hoseok had to keep the photographer down and the younger ones took the chance to finish the chicken.
To calm the atmosphere, Seokjin decided to intervene.
âNow guys, calm down, listen letâs all just sit down, take a deep breath... There... What did the dog say to the wall?â
A horrified silence followed, everyone thinking that no, he wouldnât dare...
âWol! Wol!â
He even stuck out his tongue to emphasize.
âLetâs go home SeokSeok, these guys are going to contaminate us with their idiocy.â
Everyone agreed it was time to separate. Namjoon, trying to stay polite despite what he thought, told Jimin and Jungkook they would see each other Monday - he didnât say it to Taehyung for the simple reason that the boy was excluded for the week.
âYeah, yeah Mr Kim, donât expect me either, weâre gonna hit the fun places Monday,â Jimin answered, smiling knowingly at his best friend.
âNo Jimin. Youâre not expelled, you have to come.â
âNo way, whatâs the point if Tae is not here?â
âYou have to come. Iâll take you to school myself if necessary but youâre not hanging up with Kim Taehyung. We didnât expel him to offer him holidays, heâs punished.â
At that answer, the 95s threw a tantrum and left promising no one would see them at school for a good moment. Namjoon slowly shook his head without noticing that Jungkook was imitating him. The poor professor lifted his head - still followed by the model student - and looked at the leaving two. Whether they wanted it or not he would teach them discipline... and the English language!
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Chapter 3/6: Â You can't make an omelette without breaking eggs
Word count: 2,303
The Bwao district was calm in the early morning. The shop owners were opening their establishment sleepily. From time to time, an early worker would walk hurriedly in the street, alongside some students.
Yoongi took a deep breath. The weather was nice and clear today, perfect for exercise. He adjusted his orange tracksuit, waiting for Hoseok to join him for their morning workout.
Once his co-owner was in front of their Hwagae Market, also covered in bright orange, they started, stretching carefully. Then they pursued with exercises.
Squats, one! two! one! two! ...
Jimin and Taehyung arrived at that moment and stopped to look at them.
âPerfect conditions today, thereâll be a show,â Jimin stated.
Reverse lunges, one! two! one! two! ...
âYep, and Hoseok looks in good spirits today. So no cricked back, 10 seconds.â
âHmm, no cricked back either and... 12 seconds.â
âTaking risks today Jiminie?â
âI trust Hoseok.â
Jumping jacks, one! two! one! two! ...
âAnd Iâm sure Mr Yoongi has gained a few pounds. No cricked back, 5 seconds.â A voice said behind them.
âJungkookie~ so good to see your handsome face!â Jimin cooed.
âIt's a deal! But I warn you guys, I have lollipops today, can you keep up with that?â Taehyung asked, showing said candies.
âI have my choco Banana Kick.â Jungkook answered, searching in his bag.
âUnfair! Why was I only given an apple today! Oh wait, I have a melon pan.â Jimin said, after struggling against all his manga volumes to find food in his bag.
They waited a bit more and then it happened.
Yoongi and Hoseok turned back, facing their shop.
Then they slowly turned again starting from their head and twisting their spine before facing the students again. Then they rocked back and forth with half bent arms.
And finally with a loud âSobi transformation!â Hoseok lifted Yoongi.
The three boys started counting.
By 8 seconds Hoseok let go of his friend, red and panting. Yoongi, on the other hand, looked like the happiest man in the world with his smile.
Taehyung smugly turned to face his comrades with his open hands. Both gave their snacks, Jungkook looking devastated to have to give his favourite treat away.
âAish Mr Hoseok! I trusted you!â Jimin groaned, unconsciously pouting.
âOh~ Jimin you believed in me, thatâs so nice of you!â Hoseok answered punching happily the boyâs shoulder. The student yelled, holding his victimized muscle, complaining about the older's violence despite his support.
âThat was a proof of love!â Hoseok explained, not convincing Jimin at all. âOh, donât bring anything tomorrow, Iâll buy you one of Seokjinâs lunchbox!â
The boy tried not to smile too much and left saying he wanted to seek comfort in the arms of his dear Jungkook. But sadly, the model student had already left, mourning his Banana Kick and in a hurry to arrive at school.
Then they rocked back and forth with half bent arms.
There wasn't any bet in the next morning because it rained the whole week, forcing the two men to train inside, away from the students' looks. And right after, Yoongi flew to Thailand with Seokjin.
As usual, Namjoon took the occasion to invite himself at his brother's, under the pretext of hunting the spiders from the back room.
He also helped at the checkout but rarely. Because being trapped here for two whole hours after school was basically surrendering himself to his worst nightmare.
âBut wouldnât it be better if languages were simpler? The point is to communicate with others, not to build grammar walls, right?â
âCertainly Jungkook...â
âThen why are there irregular verbs? Why donât we just add -ed every time?â
âYouâre not asking that to escape tomorrow test, are you?â
The younger frowned.
âI already learnt everything why would I try to escape the test?â
âI donât know, maybe you finally succumbed to Park Jiminâs charms and youâre trying to seduce him by making me cancel the test.â
âIt would make sense if I was the one trying to seduce him. But weâre getting away from the point here. Why irregular verbs exist?â
âWell you have to check the etymology, the explanationâs probably here.â
âExactly! But then why did our ancestors have to create so complicated languages to the point even now we keep simplifying them? Sir, you yourself said that perfection was reached when thereâs nothing more to remove.â
âI was referring to your last dissertation. By the way, stop asking about the influence of livestock farming on people when Iâm just asking a paragraph describing a landscape.â
âIs it the perpetual mist then?â
The problem with Jungkookâs questions was that they hit right sometimes.
âLike the weather influencing peopleâs behaviour and then their interaction with each other and then language? It sounds possible but we donât have any proof.â
Hoseok sighed. He didnât know if the presence of his brother was helping or ruining the business.
âMr Hoseok you busy?â came Jiminâs voice from the entrance - talking about ruining the business. âOh Mr Kim, you there too? Mind closing your eyes for a minute?â the boy added, also making sure to wink at Jungkook.
âNo, Iâm not. Taehyung is behind you and is all beat up right? Just make him come in so Hoseok can treat him.â The teacher answered, not having the strength to be angry anymore.
Jimin indeed made Taehyung enter but this one looked weird.
Hoseok had grabbed the first-aid-kit and asked the wounded to approach.
âOkay, but to which one? There are two of you.â
âWow, you werenât missed this time, who gave you a going-over to the point you donât even see straight?â
âNo one, I bumped into a pole.â
âA pole left you with a black eye, a split lip, a swollen cheek and probably more on the chest?â Hoseok remarked, before pulling the student to him after he got closer. âOff with your shirt, donât mind Namjoon.â
âNot like I can do a thing.â Namjoon sighed. âSo who was it?â
â... Myong Chongho.â
Jungkook opened his eyes wide.
âMyong Chongho? Funny it sounds familiar...â Namjoon said, thinking.
âThe captain of the school volleyball team,â Jungkook informed him, still shook.
âWait, isnât that guy like bigger than the two of you combined? And always with his teammates?â Namjoon asked once he connected the name to the person.
âI donât care if heâs as big as the Han river. The bastard said they would crush Daegu team next week!â Taehyung exploded, half of his cuts now covered with band-aids. âDaegu team will show them! Weâre not a pebble on the way to nationals!!â
âBut seriously how did you survive?â
"What do you mean? We were the one beating them up until they apologised!"
âJungkookie I wonât allow you to doubt our fighting techniques! You have to know the man youâre going to join...â
âI wonât.â
â... is a skilled fighter who will protect you no matter what!â Jimin finished ignoring the youngerâs remark.
âVery dedicated of you Park Jimin. Now come here. If Taehyungie is in such a state I suppose youâre not better.â Hoseok said after making sure the boy was seeing only one of him again.
Jimin obviously made a show of putting off his shirt to impress Jungkook, despite the red marks all over his torso. But this one had already turned back to Namjoon asking why the weather would influence people and not the grass that chicken ate. Namjoon agonised. Why did he have to tell the kid that we are what we eat?
The rest of the week without Seokjin and Yoongi flew by quickly. But on the sixth day, Taehyung accompanied Jimin at home, saying he wanted to watch Slam Dunk.
He stayed until dinner. When Jimin saw his best friend gobbled up half of the kimchi, he remembered the other had to survive alone, while not even knowing how to cook rice and probably not enough money to just order food. He wanted to ask him how much time he had stayed without eating to be that hungry now but he knew pride would keep the boyâs lips closed. And he also had something on his mind right now, so it wasnât the time to anger him.
So after dinner, Jimin invited Taehyung to stay the night and the other gladly accepted. They played games for a bit and then went to sleep, Jimin in his bed, Taehyung in the guest futon.
Jimin took a big breath.
âHey, weâre going to be adults soon, right ?â
âYep itâs gonna be great, no one will be able to tell us what to do!â
âYeah, and weâll finally be allowed to do tons of things.â
âYeah, like drinking.â
âGetting a license for the bike.â
âGoing to casinos.â
âHaving sex...â
A silence followed, Jimin suddenly shy to continue, Taehyung trying to not hurt too much. He knew the time he feared the most was coming.
âTae, do you think Iâll be able to honour Jungkookâs body as much as he deserves it?â
Taehyung retained a relieved sigh. They were still safe. After all, the only thing Jimin still ignored was which combination could procreate. So nothing new for now.
âYou love him, it will be great donât worry.â
âBut he always ignores me. Seems like he doesnât see me as worthy enough... What should I do to impress him? Even punching Myong Chyonghoâs face wasnât enough to have him love me back.â
âHmm... heâs probably a tsundere. Cold outside but all soft inside.â
âSo what youâre saying is that...â
âHe probably already loves you but heâs still too shy to admit it. Keep going, friend!â
âYeah youâre right, Iâll use all the remaining time until we're adults to show him how great I am! And heâll finally open up to me!â
âThatâs the spirit! Iâll help you!â
âThanks, Tae!â
Taehyung egoistically thought he was safe for a bit longer but when Monday came and he entered the classroom without being assaulted although Jimin was already here, he knew something was wrong. Even more when Jungkook reluctantly came to him and asked why Jimin had asked pardon for bothering him.
Proud Daegu men can handle insults, surprise attacks, bad weather and no food for 48 hours. But a depressed friend was something else. Yet Taehyung had already promised himself a long time ago he would face the consequences of his choice.
He sat next to his friend and awkwardly saluted him. Even though he wanted to be here for Jimin, he also needed a bit of time to think about what he should say. Fortunately, the lessons started soon after.
At the first break, Jimin quickly stood up, muttering at Taehyung to meet him on the roof.
Taehyung followed a few seconds later, mentally preparing to be yelled at or punched. He was hoping for the punch actually, he knew how to take that kind of thing. He reached the rooftop and waited. Jimin was looking at the ground when suddenly he held Taehyung by his shoulders.
âTaetae, have you ever been in love?â
Well, that wasnât expected.
âEr, no?â
âGood. You wonât get hurt then. The fact is, I discovered something truly terrible: men canât have babies together!!!â
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âTaehyung?â
âWow, man! Really?! What a surprise! I didnât expect that at all!! So men canât...? Oh, thatâs too bad, I canât imagine mother nature being so cruel to mankind! What incredible news! But then you and Jungkook...?â
âYeah, I already apologised to him this morning, I canât believe I was trying so hard for something impossible in the end... Are you alright? Youâre sweating.â
âYeah! Yeah! Donât mind me, everythingâs alright! Iâm just sad for you and your dream! Here!â Taehyung hugged his friend closely while trying to calm down the inner panic that was shaking him. He was a terrible liar for not admitting he knew, yet Jimin was so innocent he didnât even realize! What kind of luck was that? Should he be honest and ruin his friend's mood? No, that would be the worst! He was just going to keep that secret until he died. After all, what Jimin needed now was not another cruel revelation but a supporting friend.
âTae are you sure youâre okay? You look really bad dude... Could it be that...â
âIâm sorry!â
âNo, really? You shouldâve told me.â
âI didnât know how!â
âCome on, whoever youâre in love with, it canât be bad to the point you canât tell me.â
âHeh?â
âStop pretending. Youâre in love with someone and you didnât tell me, thatâs alright itâs your choice. Weâll just have to help each other in that though time, I wonât let down my friend!â
âChimchim...â Taehyung said, with absolutely no tears in his eyes, nor rivers on his cheeks, nor a running nose, not at all, it was probably just raining on his face.
âYou love him that much?â
âYeah, I love yo... him. But now itâll just be us, the dog and your bike.â
Jimin nodded, also starting to tear up after seeing his friend being so emotional. They were both so into it that they skipped the next class, Jimin finally revealing how he felt and Taehyung keeping on mentally thanking whatever power had provoked that miracle.
âBy the way, how did you discovered that?â Taehyung finally asked, still not believing his friendship was safe.
Jimin turned red before finally revealing he had done some research during the weekend to prepare the "big day that would not happen now" with Jungkook. After a bit more talking and wondering if Jungkook was an innocent cute little thing or a cruel guy who had enjoyed Jimin impossible dream they finally went back in class, Jimin to read GTO, Taehyung to sleep a bit after surviving the emotional roller coaster.
It was early in the morning, Jungkook was already in the classroom, studying. Jimin was also here. To keep Jungkookie company as he said. To bother Jungkook as the model student said.
The text Jungkook was reading was complicated, with a lot of expressions that didnât make sense for him. And the eyes he felt on him werenât helping at all. Frustrated, he looked at his stalker and harshly said.
âWhy do you keep harassing me?!"
"'cause I want you to be my companion in the parenthood adventure~!"
"Weâre not even adults yet!â
âI want to save the place! Imagine how terrible it would be if, not aware of my desire for you, you were to accept someone else proposition right after you became an adult! Before I even had a chance to ask! I canât take that risk Jungkook, I want you and only you!â
Jungkook sighed. It was a desperate case. But then Jimin looked his watch and excused himself. The younger looked at the clock and realised it was time for the usual stupidest scene of the day.
The door was thrown open violently but no one showed up. After two seconds Kim Taehyungâs head slowly emerged from the frame looking everywhere in the room. He then quickly entered, still looking wary. He put his bag on his table. Suddenly a shadow coming out of nowhere jumped on him. He yelled but it was too late. He was already the prisoner of Jiminâs hug.
âHello Tae!!â
âAnd my mum wonders why I ask for an armour for Christmas!â
âCome on! Itâs just my greeting!â
âJimin, youâre throwing yourself at me like a cannonball! I could die!â
Jungkook tried to not get his hopes up at the idea of the two idiots hitting their heads against each other and ending up at the hospital for at least a week.
âHi, Mr Seokjin!â
âHi, Jimin,â the man answered. âYouâre alone today?â
âYep, Tae got detention, heâll come later.â
âOh, so Namjoon will also come later it seems.â The chef added, already planning when he should start heating the dishes for their dinner, according to that new information.
Jimin installed himself near the entrance, facing it.
Almost two hours later, the two awaited people entered, but Taehyung hadnât even the time to put down his shoes that his best friend was jumping on him like a tiger.
âTaehyung~~!!â
âHe wants to kill me!! I swear he secretly wants to kill me!â He screamed from under Jimin.
While the two students were standing up, the owners of Hwagae Market joined the party and everyone went to the usual table, at the end of the restaurant.
âLittle Jungkook is not here tonight?â Hoseok asked.
âNo, heâs probably studying. Thereâs a math test tomorrow isnât it?â Namjoon answered, looking at the 95s for confirmation.
âHmm really? Iâll have to skip, I donât even know what weâre studying right now.â Jimin said.
âAish, at least donât say it in front of me!â The English teacher sighed.
They all installed around the table and started eating after Jin brought the dishes. Once everything was set, he took the occasion to announce his new journey with Yoongi, to Thailand. Everyone cheered until he announced the date. Taehyung suddenly panicked.
âNo you canât! My parents are on a vacation trip that week, whoâs gonna feed me?!â
âArenât you a proud Daegu man? You should be able to survive one week by yourself.â Namjoon said, glad to see that sometimes you reap what you sow and also that Yoongi wouldnât be there to sit between him and Hoseok for seven whole days.
Talking about Hoseok, this one frowned.
âDonât give him ideas Joon, he would be able to steal with that mindset.â
âDaegu men donât steal! And Iâll show you that I can survive by myself!â Taehyung exclaimed, cut to the quick.
âOut of the question, youâll just live off pizzas and other delivery foods if we leave you alone,â Seokjin said between two mouthfuls of rice. âCanât one of you look after him? Or just share your dinner with him?â
âIâm not a child!â
âYou can come at mine whenever you want!â
âJimin, I doubt your mother would survive having the two of you under the same roof for that long,â Namjoon said, with Yoongi nodding next to him.
âI said Iâm not a child!â
âYou yourself said you needed someone to feed you.â Yoongi pointed.
âIt was the surprise talking! Iâm totally fine by myself!â Taehyung screamed, hitting his fist on the table. His patience was wearing thin.
The others silently agreed to not push it, knowing it would just anger the young man. They weren't here to argue.
 The dinner continued with a light atmosphere, except for the pouting Taehyung who was stuffing his mouth with fried wings. Jin took the occasion to add a few drop of his new sauce on the food. The younger looked at the red stain but ate anyway, too frustrated to be picky. The rich taste flooded in his mouth and he forgot everything apart from the incredible sensation on his tongue. Sweetness and spiciness waltzed on his palate, making him craving for more. So he kept covering the little pieces of chicken with the miraculous sauce until Jin discretely added a few drops of Tabasco on the food. He liked seeing people eat a lot but they had to honour his amazing cooking while doing so, or he felt insulted.
The others tried the chef's new creation too and made sure to eat slowly and to compliment him to escape the Tabasco treatment that had Taehyung still lying on the floor with a face as red as the hot pepper he had just eaten.
Once the diner was finished everyone wants back to their respective homes and Jin was left alone to wash the dishes and close his establishment. He couldn't remember when the dinner with the other guys had become a habit, but he knew he couldn't go without it now. They weren't anything like a family, they were not really friends either, yet being together was enjoyable. And that was all that really mattered honestly.
The younger looked at the red stain but ate anyway, too frustrated to be picky. The rich taste flooded in his mouth and he forgot everything apart from the incredible sensation on his tongue. Sweetness and spiciness danced on his palate, making him craving for more.