Jeongguk's Messages

Taehyung:
Hey!

Taehyung:
I'm sorry if you're in class but can I ask you something?🥺

Jeongguk:
I guess?

Taehyung:
Would you mind coming to get boba with me after classes? ☺️

Jeongguk:
......

Jeongguk:
Can I ask you something and please don't take this the wrong way

Jeongguk:
But why are you suddenly so interested in knowing how or who I am?

Jeongguk:
Now going out to eat boba? Is your boyfriend even okay with that?

Taehyung:
Well....... If I'm honest I just genuine want to be your friend😅

Taehyung:
I was pretty rude to you the day of my recital and I cut you in line in that game so..... I owe you

Taehyung:
Besides..... You don't really treat me the same like everyone else, as a musical genius

Taehyung:
It's refreshing

Taehyung:
Minho knows about this and he's okay with it

Taehyung:
I mean if you're not comfortable about this then you don't have to come and it's okay too

Jeongguk:
No no it's okay.....

Jeongguk:
I'm just...... Confused

Jeongguk:
Not many people are nice to me besides my friends

Jeongguk:
Especially someone very...... Popular

Taehyung:
Oh

Taehyung:
Well it's not hard being a nice human being, don't you think?😊

Jeongguk:
Well.... Yeah

Taehyung:
So..... Want to come with me, sit down and get some boba while you get to know the real me?

Taehyung:
And not as a popular kid

Jeongguk:
Just putting this out there now, I'm Christian and I can't speak

Jeongguk:
Some people aren't fond of the religious concept and tend to find it hard to communicate with me

Taehyung:
And that's a problem with me because....?

Taehyung:
If it makes you feel comfortable, I'm Christian too but perhaps not as into it as how you are😅

Jeongguk:
Really?

Taehyung:
I'll wait for you outside the front doors when the bell rings ☺️

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Squad

Jin:
Shit heads

Jin:
Well Jimin actually

Jin:
I need more brownies

Jin:
People are buying like crazy 😩

Jimin:
Im in PE right now

Jimin:
But meet me at the 4th floor 20 minutes before the bell rings

Namjoon:
I'll keep a look out

Jihyo:
Make it quick

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Jimin runs a hand through his now black hair casually, moving down the hallway with his backpack on as he looks around to make sure there's no security guards in sight.

Once he makes sure the coast is clear, Jimin barges into the boys bathroom and looks around the large area until his eyes lands to Seokjin by the corner of the bathroom on his phone.

He perks his head up just as Jimin threw his backpack at him, while leaning back to the sink.

"You sold all of them already?"

Jin snorts as he takes a hand full of brownies from Jimin's bag and stuffs it into his, sending a twinkling eye smile to him, "I'm a charmer after all.

An eyebrow perked Jimin's face, leaning his head back to face the ceiling with closed eyes, "Not the first time I've heard that before."

He could feel Jin's eyes on him with the sound that followed of the zipping of both backpacks.

"Problems with Jihyo?"

"When don't I have problems with Jihyo?"

A small chuckle comes out of Jin's lips as he gives Jimin his backpack, swinging his over his shoulder, "Isn't it your anniversary today?"

The frown on Jimin's face is evident now, thinking about those text messages from earlier this morning and shakes his head, "I'm trying to be understand her needs, I really am. It's just so hard that it always seems like it's not equal between us at all," He says quietly, rubbing his arms from his hoodie, "I want her to go far and succeed and not hold her back but..... I don't know, maybe I'm being selfish-"

"I get it," Jin says, placing a hand on his shoulder with a small smile, "Jihyo is a tough girl, I'll admit that, but it's only fair to crave attention from your significant other. It's nothing bad. I mean you guys are together, being affectionate comes in the package deal."

This made Jimin perk a least a small smile, gaze locked to the grey tile floor, "I guess, I don't know. I'll figure it out."

Eventually, but maybe not today since clearly he won't be seeing her all day because of her busy schedule.

So maybe Jimin is just going to stay in his dorm, watch movies and laugh by himself.

Funny how he's in a relationship yet he still feels alone.

Not like it's something he's not use to already.

Just then the door to the bathroom opens, snapping both boys to the direction of it.

To Jimin's surprise, Taemin comes inside but then halts, awkwardly looking between the two when he rises his gaze.

And Jimin suddenly forgot why he was upset in the first place. He hasn't seen Taemin around the school at all, and the last time he saw him was the night of the party, and to say he's been a bit hopeful in bumping into him would be an understatement.

Not like he's been trying to look for him or anything like that.

Unlike the party, his hair is brushed away from his face, in a cute quiff that just suits his elegant facial features to be evidently seen. However he's sweating, like crazy.

His skin is so shiny and flustered yet he still manages to pull it off perfectly, even while still wearing just a t-shirt and sweatpants.

"Sorry," Taemin spoke, eyes landing to Jimin before moving his gaze away, "I go to other bathroom-"

"No, we were just leaving," Jin says, patting Jimin's arm with a nod to the door.

Unfortunately for Jin, Jimin only caught nothing to what he said because he couldn't look away from Taemin, almost like as if he's been sucked into a trance. Yet Jin once again flips his hand on him and walks to the door, making Jimin quietly follow behind him in all his confidence while now avoiding Taemin's existence.

And just as he was about to walk past him, a hand grabs his forearm, pausing him in place.

"Stay. Must speak."

For a good second he furrows his eyebrows to Taemin's sudden request, his head tying up into knots to what he said since it didn't make sense at first but he only waves a hand to Jin to go ahead.

Leaving the two completely alone.

It was silent, no one uttering a single word but Taemin suddenly let's him go and moves to the sinks, instantly washing his hands since they're still so sweaty from his dance class.

"Necesito que me hagas un favor."

Jimin cranes his head back to look at him, slowly turning around fully and shoves his hands inside the pocket of his pants, humming back.

Taemin dries his hands with the paper towel, along with the skin on his neck and forehead before throwing it away, facing him.

"Me gustaría si tú dejara a mi amigo, Jeongguk, en paz," He states bluntly, eyes narrowed to the way Jimin stands up straighter, "Tú crees que yo no me e fijado en la manera que alguna gentle de aquí le andan observando en los pasillos entremedio de la las clases? Y yo se bien que ellos son de es pandilla que tú estás metido y Jeongguk no debería está mezclado en eso!"

To say Jimin was shocked by this would be an understatement.

How does Taemin even know people are watching Jeongguk? They make sure they're descrete whenever they're sent to do things like this.

So with now a more accusing glare, Jimin steps forward, "Y como mierdas tú sabe de eso?"

Taemin rolls his eyes, being at eye level with Jimin with arms crossed, "Porque no soy un idiota! Ahora te lo voy a decir de última ves, Jimin," And he gets dangerously close to his face, "No te metas conmigo ni con mis amigos o te lo juro que ahí si me vas a conocer bien, pandillero."

Jimin traps him on the sink, pinning his head back to the mirror by the hair with angry eyes glaring into Taemin's equally raging ones.

The tension only piling up in aggravation.

"Por que me odias tanto? Yo no te hecho nada para tu amenazarme con esta tontería!"

Suddenly Jimin's air supply cuts off by Taemin's rough hand gripping his neck, tightly to keep his face away. The hand on Taemin's hair weakens, making him leans forward calmly, watching the way Jimin stutters through his shakily breathes but still remains having Taemin caged by the sink.

"No soporto los pandilleros que encanta actuar como que si son la gran mierda, pero si les ponen al frente de un verdadero pandillero se convierte en los pendejos que son," Taemin growls lowly, making Jimin's legs start to tremble to the low tone directed at him, "Y tu? Así de fácil te desbaratan por lo débil y obvio que eres. Ahora quédate en tu lado y yo en la mía, lejos de mis amigos. Entendido?"

Jimin can't even talk by this point and it was definitely not from Taemin's grip on his neck anymore, but it was by how serious and angrily he spits this at Jimin's face, clearly meaning every single word as he makes sure his friend is not near this whole mess.

He couldn't find the words to say anything by how intimidated he is, yet Jimin's still very much allured by Taemin's unique yet intimidating presence.

Taemin is a mystery, and it's something Jimin clearly doesn't want to fucking find out.

Some mysteries are better off that way, and clearly Taemin is a man of secrets.

So just as Jimin was about to answer, Taemin moves his fingers a bit more higher on his neck with his delicate fingers pressing down a nerve under Jimin's skin, forcing Jimin to instantly jerk forward with his blood pulsating so quick in his body while he remains shock to that sudden impulse.

What the fuck was that?

By now Jimin's eyebrows furrowed in clear confusion, but when Taemin presses down on it again, Jimin bites his bottom lip hard because a damn sigh was just about to come out of his lips to the direct shot that struck the pit of his abdomen, fluttering chaotically and sent goosebumps to speed every inch of his skin.

Taemin's literally choking him! This is not suppose to feel good at all!

It seems as though Taemin has caught onto this because his frown turns into a small grin, tilting his head to the side.

"Ah, te gusta eso, hm?"

Jimin narrows his eyes in annoyance, about to push him off but Taemin suddenly spins them around so Jimin is trapped to the sink now.

Completely under Taemin's control.

He couldn't find himself fighting him off, even if he did have the strength to do so.

"Pensé que no te interesaba los hombres," Taemin taunts quietly, leaning to his face and gently brushes his soft lips against his cheek, "Puedo sentir tus pulsos, que rápido están corriendo verdad?"

Jimin moves his face away but practically melts like putty when Taemin's grip tightens on his neck, but he was not about to be even more manhandled than he already is.

"No me interesan," Jimin manages to say, fluttering his eyes when Taemin steps closer to him and practically feels his body close against his.

No, he's not interested.

He's not thinking these lewd thoughts of desire right now.

They're not existing-

"Te lo creo si," Taemin chuckles sarcastically, his other hand placed on his hips, "Pero otra cosa tiene mucho que decir."

Fuck these hormones!

It's not real.

His body is just acting up, that's all.

Maybe a little too much because his heart is racing so fast against his chest, his skin is already burning up with heat in frustration and he can barely hold his balance anymore.

He doesn't even know what the fuck he wants at this point and that's what's frustrating him the most.

He's straight.

He's very straight.

Absolutely straight and he's happy with Jihyo even though they have their problems.

Taemin may be the most irresistible person Jimin has ever encountered with, but that's just it.

Irresistible, nothing more than that.

Yet he feels so weak against the hand his neck, the other on his hip holding him in place with Taemin's dark yet amusing eyes just watching him.

Only him, with a tongue sliding over his upper lip in a seductive slow move with a breathless smile tugging the corner of his mouth, almost as if he's tasting Jimin with his eyes.

Why the fuck did Jimin just think that! The fuck!

By now Jimin is trembling, raising a hand to put it on Taemin's wrist while the other is over his hand on his hip.

He shivers to the contact of their hands touching, and Taemin tries not to smile when he felt it.

Ans he leans forward, and for a good second Jimin thought he's was going to kiss him.

His heart is already thumping against his throat, just ready to come out, but it hitches when Taemin passed his lips and goes to his ear.

"A mi tampoco me interesa los hombres, especialmente tú."

And just like that Taemin removes his touch from Jimin's body, making both of them finally breathe to the space between them. He checks his hair with the other mirror before sending a smug look to Jimin, who still in place as a shaking mess, before walking out of the bathroom.

Right when the bell rings.

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A/N:
Can you tell my Spanish still needs work? Hahaha it's funny because my first language is Spanish but I usually only ever speak mostly is with my family.

I'll get better at writing it along the way haha

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