song reccomendation: 18 - Anarbor (we're back with the theme besties 🙄🙄)

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“It’s been ages since we hung out.”. Seokjin complains as Jimin and Jungkook arrive at the mall where he, Namjoon, Taehyung, Jihyun, Yoongi and Hoseok have been waiting for the two. “And then you guys come late!”. He continues with a dramatic gasp. “Lord, what did I ever do to deserve such ungrateful friends? All so that these whores could make out or fuck in the bathroom.”.

Jungkook rolls his eyes, punching his shoulder.

"Whatever. Let’s just go.”.

“Rude.”. Jin huffs, pretending to flip his nonexistent long hair. “Anyways, you must be wondering why I’ve gathered you all here today.”.

“Not really!”. Hoseok chirps. “You said we’re going t-”.

“Shush. We’re going prom shopping, isn’t that right, Namjoon?”.

Namjoon, who’s clearly been more focused staring at Seokjin’s thighs in the shorts he’s wearing than what he’s been saying, nods quickly.

“Uh-huh.”.

“Thank you, love. You know, I was considering, should I just wear the navy suit and red tie every straight white cis boy wears to prom when he takes MacKenzie as his date? And then I decided, fuck no. I’m getting a ballgown, bitches.”.

“That’s fucking amazing.”. Yoongi says. “I’ll give you ten apology bucks if you get dress coded.”.

“I appreciate it.”. Seokjin says breezily. “But I won’t because it’s not like they care, I mean, I’m ditching this hellhole soon, anyways. But I figured, I might as well leave and look hot.”.

Jihyun nods in amazement.

“Wow. But can someone tell me why I was dragged along?”.

“Um, because you’re Jimin’s brother and Taehyung’s bestie, and you have a lot to learn about senior year. Also, I like you.”.

“Ah. Thank you.”.

“Anyways, let’s get going, shall we?”. Seokjin claps his hand, grabbing Namjoon by his arm and starts to march him over to the nearest store while the rest of the group shares a look.

“I mean, definite main character energy?”. Jungkook tries.

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Seokjin twirls dramatically, Jihyun and Hoseok clapping excitedly as he leaves the changing room with yet another outfit. The other’s all already bought their clothes, mostly in suits in blacks and greys, but now, they’re all waiting for Seokjin to finish.

“You look great!”. Namjoon says with a grin, and Yoongi and Jimin share a look.

“I’m pretty sure he’s just staring at his legs.”. Jimin whispers, and Yoongi snickers and nods. They’re probably right, since Seokjin’s entire leg is exposed by the slit in the deep red fabric.

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how much would I piss off a conservative?”. Jin asks, making a face at his reflection in the mirror.

“Definite 10.”. Jungkook says. “It’s slutty and you look like a twink.”.

“I’d say enough to give my parents a stroke.”. Jimin answers. “Wear a choker and heels, and you’ve killed off half the older population in the county.”.

“Bet.”. Jin takes another look at himself in the mirror, then waves Namjoon over. “Namjoon, help me get this off, okay?”.

Namjoon looks more than eager as they disappear into the changing room together, and everyone shares a look with a sigh.

“One moan, and I’m out.”. Yoongi says, a disgusted look crossing his face as a sound that sounds suspiciously like Jin’s giggle comes from the changing rooms.

“I knew I should have been concerned when Namjoon said he has an exibisionist kink.”. Taehyung whispers, and Hoseok stares at him with a terrified smile.

“He has a what now?!”.

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“I can’t believe you fuckers ditched us.”. Seokjin complains once he’s caught up with Hoseok, Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook, Jihyun and Taehyung. “Fucking traitors.”.

“Jin, none of us wanted to hear your ugly moans while Namjoon gropes your ass in a public changing room.”. Yoongi groans. “I wish I never had a party, ‘cause then you would have never started doing whatever the fuck this is. Why is it always my parties that start the drama? I mean, Namjoon and Jin did whatever that was, Jennie’s boyfriend cheated on her so she cheated back with her best friend, someone said they saw Tae and Jihyun sucking face and we almost got the cops called on us.”.

“You forgot that someone stole the weed under your bed.”. Hoseok adds. “Someone really needs to tell you to stop having parties at your parents house, Yoongs. It’s just asking for trouble.”.

“Trouble isn’t always bad.”. Yoongi mutters. “Especially when we’re f-”.

Hoseok screams something over Yoongi, covering his ears quickly.

“Nope, bitch, we are not going there.”.

Yoongi sighs.

“I tried.”.

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“We’re home!” Jimin announces, dramatically kicking his shoes off, as he drops his shopping bag on the floor, Jungkook’s arm wrapped around his waist.

While Jihyun runs up to his room to hide all his bags, Jimin proudly displays the “Victoria’s Secret” logo on one of his many bags, perching the shopping bags on the dining table for everyone to see.

“Where were you?” Jimin’s mother asks, her voice cold and sharp as she emerges from the living room.

“We went shopping.” Jihyun answers smoothly. “With Taehyung, Seokjin, Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi.”

Jimin nods in agreement. “Yep. Thank Tae and Jin for spicing Jihyun’s wardrobe up. My lil bro has killer style now.”

Jimin emphasizes the last words with a knowing smirk, followed by an exaggerated wink and Jungkook laughs, bending down to press a kiss on Jimin’s neck.

It’s become second nature by now: Jimin leans into his touch, tilting his head to allow Jungkook to bite down and leave a mark. While Jimin closes his eyes, letting out a breathless whimper, Jihyun cringes the second his brother elicits the soft sound, relieved when they break apart.

“Alright, I should probably go now.” Jungkook heads toward the door, before turning around and blowing Jimin a kiss. “Bye, princess.”

“Bye!” Jimin trills, smiling back.

“Bye~” Jihyun mocks in a high pitched voice, the second Jungkook closes the door behind him.

“Shut up.” Jimin scowls, raising his hand to threaten his brother.

“Only for you, princess.” Jihyun replies, with a fake pout.

“I hate you.”

“You seem to like it when Jungkook-”

Before Jihyun can finish his sentence, their father promptly interrupts them, fixating Jimin with a cold glare.

“How can you even let him treat you like that?!” he demands. With a scoff, he continues, ignoring the look of disdain on Jimin’s face “So first, you decide you’re a fag and now you’re acting like some tra-”

“Father dearest, don’t worry about that.” Jimin retorts, smiling sweetly. “It’s just a kink.”

Ignoring both his parents’ reactions, he just shrugs and makes his way up the stairs. “I’m gonna be in my room. Don’t come in, because we don’t do incest in this household.”

While Jihyun snorts, his parents share the typical “disappointed but not surprised” look.

“Are you going to talk some sense into him, or should I?” his father asks.

“He’ll get over it.” His mother assures him with a worried look. “Don’t worry. It’s just a… I’m sure it’s just a phase.”

“...You know what, just keep lying to yourself.” Jihyun tells them, fighting back the urge to flip both of them off, and he jogs up the stairs as well, cringing a little as the door to Jimin’s room slams closed.

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sorry for the overload of authors notes BUT YALL BETTER REMIND ME TO UPDATE I FORGOT THIS BOOK EXISTED LIKE ?!?!

clown shit