Me: At home and currently has nothing to do. Is also aware that I have to write chapters.

Also me: Goes and reads Lore Olympus

Me again: Remembers I have to write chapters and get on with the story

Me: Watches Bangbangcon instead

I'm a mess and so is this chapter 😚✌

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"I'm telling you, Yoongz, it's not a sign!" Taehyung sighed, sprawled out on the cream couch.

"And I'm telling you, Tae, it is."

The two had been bickering back and forth for nearly an hour, while sharing a tub of strawberry laces. Three days had passed since the...incident and Taehyung was honestly tired of the constant chatter. There was nothing special about the sexy, mysterious stranger who called him babyboy and made him feel tingly on the inside.

Absolutely nothing.

"How many times have you come to work whining about how disappointed you are about your recent hook up?" Yoongi asked. "TOO MANY FUCKING TIMES. And then all of a sudden, immediately after you were complaining about shrimpy number 12, the human embodiment of big dick energy comes to the window! S'fate. I know it."

Taehyung rolled his eyes and curled into Yoongi's side. "S'not fate. He was just a good looking guy who gave me an icecream. That's it."

That was definitely not it.

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Three days later, Taehyung and Yoongi were wandering the deserted aisles of Tesco, being silly and playing with the trolleys. Well. Taehyung was being silly and playing with the trolleys, while Yoongi actually put things inside.

"Taehyung can you not?" Yoongi sighed. "You're really pissing me off now."

"Sor-"

"You're not even doing any cool tricks. Move and let me show you how to do it. Idiot."

Yoongi shoved him out the way and took the handles of the cart. He ran along and pushed it hard, kicking his legs out and doing that cool superman thing which he knew Taehyung had always struggled to do since they were kids. He smirked as he came back, handing the trolley to Taehyung and putting some cake mix in.

"Yoongi, you dick; you know for a fact I can't do that!" Taehyung shrieked, completely exasperated. "You picked on my insecurities! And you call yourself my best friend!"

The blonde snorted. "Well what are friends for, if not to tell you that you suck?"

"I hate you." Taehyung spat, preparing himself for the run up.

"No, Tae come back. I gotta put the pasta in!"

"Fuck you, Yoongz. I do what I want."

Taehyung gripped the handles firmly and blocked out the sound of Yoongi talking to him.

He charged, full speed and eyes closed, pushing with full force.

"LOOK AT ME YOONGI! I'M DOING IT!!" He shouted, finally opening his eyes. "SCREW YOU, YOU WHOR-"

The words were knocked out of his mouth as he collided with something hard, flying off the trolley and spewing the contents all over the floor. Before hitting the ground, his head smacked something hard and immediately, Taehyung saw white flash behind his eyes. What the fuck was that? Taehyung thought in his dazed state. A wall maybe?

But walls don't say ahh fuck when you smack into them. Taehyung thought.

It took him a few seconds to think past the searing pain, but as soon as he realised, Taehyung snapped his eyes open and began to apologise profusely.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" He cried. Eyes cast down on the floor in shame. "I'm so so sorry. Are you alright?"

"I knew you packed a punch, but I didn't mean it literally." The voice groaned.

Taehyung looked up and was met with the face of a fluffy raven haired angel.

"J-Jeongguk?" Taehyung gasped.

"Yeah." He groaned, holding his head in pain. "Are you okay?" He stood up and offered a hand to Taehyung, who took it gracefully.

"I should be asking you that!" Taehyung sighed. "This is so embarrassing. I'm sorry I hit you with my trolley." He blushed.

Jeongguk smiled softly.

"S'okay. How on earth did you even manage to do that anyways?"

"Ahh," Taehyung began, a small fire igniting in his eyes as he retold his one sided battle with Yoongi. Jeongguk thought his determination was absolutely adorable.

Jeongguk bent down and Taehyung would've oggled at his well shaped ass, if he wasn't too wrapped up in the way his biceps flexed as he picked up the fallen trolley.

"I suppose you want this back?" Jeongguk laughed, eyes sparkling as they scrunched into little crescent moons that sat prettily above his bunny smile.

"Y-yeah. Thanks." Taehyung smiled. They both began to pick up the contents of Tae's cart, talking about trolley tricks. Taehyung had his back turned, and while he wasn't looking, Jeongguk slipped something in the bag.

"It is kind of lame that you can't do the superman trick, though." Jeongguk said. "That's like basic cart stuff. You shouldn't be allowed to push it if you can't do tha-"

"Alright!" Taehyung interrupted, whipping his head around. "S'not that big of a deal, so you don't have to be such a dickbag about it."

"Hey," Jeongguk said, "m'not being mean. It's kind of the truth. I don't make the rules." He shrugged.

"D'you wanna help me look for Yoongi?" Taehyung asked.

"Shit." Jeongguk gasped. "Shit. Shit SHIT."

"What?"

"I remember why I was in this aisle now." Was all Jeongguk said, before taking off in the opposite direction. "C'mon then!" He called.

Taehyung debated.

Yoongi can wait. He decided, pushing the cart in Jeongguk's direction.

"What are we even doing?" Taehyung asked as they ran frantically towards the tills.

"Well, I came here with my niece and we were going to check out but then she asked if we could make cakes so I went back for it and told her to wait there. Then I bumped into you. Well, more of you bumped into me, but oh well." Jeongguk chuckled.

"Oh. What's the problem then?"

"My niece is 5."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"YOU LEFT A 5 YEAR OLD ALONE IN PUBLIC?" Taehyung screeched

"Y-yeah. But she's really responsible!" Jeongguk said.

"Oh you giant fucking idiot." Taehyung sighed.

The two continued to look for Jeongguk's niece.

"Yoon-ji?" Jeongguk called.

"Oh that sounds like my friend's name. Yoongi." Taehyung laughed.

"Yoon-ji!"

"Yoongi!"

"Yoon-ji!"

"Yoon-"

"Hey Taehyung, you'll never guess what I just fou-" Yoongi began, walking into the same aisle as Taehyung.

"Oh." He said. "Hello."

"..."

"..."

"Hey! You're the hot guy from the drive-thru!" Yoongi said.

"Y-yeah." Jeongguk laughed. "Um have you seen a little girl anywhere? I kinda lost my niece after the um...accident."

"Yeah, that's what I wanted to tell you, Tae. There was this little girl who had the exact same name as me. How cool is that!" Yoongi smiled.

"Yoon-ji!" Jeongguk gasped. "Where is she?"

"B-by the sweets aisle."

"Bye Taehyung!" Jeongguk shouted as he bolted off.

Taehyung stood there dumbfounded and Yoongi decided to break the silence.

"Sooooo. How did you two meet again?"

"W-we just happened to be in the same aisle."

"You mean you crashed the trolley into him? I'm not blind."

"F-fuck off Yoongz."

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"YOONGI!" Taehyung shouted as he unpacked the shopping. "YOONGI COME HERE!"

Taehyung watched in excitement as his small friend waddled over.

"What."

"Look at this." He grinned, holding up a piece of card.

"A business card? Hooray." Yoongi yawned.

"But not just any card. Jeongguk's card." Taehyung grinned. The card was dark blue with a white swirly boarder. The letters JJK were writting in white cursive, and on the other side were his details.

"I-" Yoongi sighed. "Goodnight, Tae."

Though his friend was clearly underwhelmed at his revelation, Taehyung was still happy.

He smiled, all boxy and bright, before taking out his phone and copying the number down.

The red head took a shower and then padded into his room, lying down and sighing.

Is it too early to text him? He wondered.

What if it makes me seem desperate?

Does he even like me like that? I mean, we only met twice.

"What if it was an accident to give me his ca-"

"TAEHYUNG I CAN HEAR YOU WORRYING ALL THE WAY FROM HERE!" Yoongi shouted from his room across the hall. "JUST FUCKING TEXT HIM ALREADY, YOU SQUID."

Taehyung laughed.

Here goes nothing.

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Hellooooooo 😊

I personally don't like this chapter but oh well. This is like the 8th time I've redone it so I'm not doing it again 😂 Also when I'm writing, I try and not specify the currency or the location so that nobody is confused. And I don't say words like sweets or trolley because they're really British words and people might be confused. But then I had an epiphany and was like ~ its not my problem if you're confused???? If you dont like it then don't read the book?? 🤣

Anyways I'm an English bitch so get used to measurements in metres and things in £ looooool. British nation RISE

Thanks for reading this shitty book💖

-BB ❤