i'm not sure i need an intro?? idk i know it's been a while cuz i've had no inspiration, but hey, i listened to the 'fools' cover by RM and Jungkook and it gets better every time. (also, ANSWER?! HOW IS IT SO GOOD?! OH THAT'S RIGHT! IT'S BTS FOR CRISSAKE) ok enjoy

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"aish." jimin stumbled to get up from the bathroom floor, knocking things off the counter in his search for towels and bandages.

he didn't want to have to speed up the cleaning up process but he had too; he heard a hard knock at the door. his mother didn't get up for shit. jihyun wasn't home.

hastily throwing the towels in a bin, he threw on his favorite oversized pink sweater and headed for the ugly door.

it was taehyung. he was only a little bit disappointed. he wanted to see a certain gummy smile grace that doorstep. but he could take the box one for now.

"chimmy! how've you been hyung? i haven't seen you in like, forever!"

"ah sorry hyung. i've been busy with- well i've just been busy," jimin replied with a forced grin. tae could be so childish at times even though he's only a few months older than him.

"so uhh did you color your hair again?" jimin pointed out the split blonde and pink shade. he couldn't think of anything to say, it's not like he could just say leave. he was probably his best friend! but jimin just wanted to be alone.

"uh, duh! I was waitin' for you to say something," he flipped it back from his forehead with the usual sass but quickly changed his demeanor. "but seriously though, can i come in for a sec? there's something i wanna talk about..." he seemed to almost flinch at the thought of having to say those words.

dammit, jimin thought. he was hoping he wouldn't say that. he hadn't really cleaned up the rest of the place. " 'course man, come on in."

"sweet!" he rushed past the pink haired boy's flustered face and plopped into the poofy lazy boy recliner, only to sit back up again. he had that look on him, the look that signaled to anyone that shit was about to get real. it was almost philosophical.

"so. how have you been??" another thing about taehyung was his voice went even lower that it already was when he's trying to being serious. but hadn't he just said that?

"uhhh, i said i was good? i guess. i mean i'm tired and a bit busy, like i said, but i'm fantastic."

tae sighed loudly, bringing his palms to his cheeks. "jiminie, i hate to say it, but sometimes you can be a liar with a capital L. and an obvious one at that." he paused.

"jimin, i... i know what's been going on with you," was he hiding back a smile? "i liked that yoongi kid once too. hell everyone has, even he does probably. but here's the thing. you can't have him! i'm really sorry hyung, but he has a boyfriend. i think his name's hoseok. i'm so so sorry. i just knew i needed to tell you. and it sucks, it'll suck for a while, but hey. boys are jerks," he laughed nervously." "you know...?"

first of all, what the hell, jimin thought. second of all, how the hell? he knew he had a blushing habit around guys but this was a whole other level! tae was definitely smart, but he wasn't the relationship going kinda guy. that kinda struck him as interesting. but not as interesting as the yoOnGi bEing gAy part.

"I heard you like a bell, tae. but- but this is good news!" the older flashed him a confused look. had he not just told him it wouldn't work out? the glowing eyes jimin wore was a warning sign for another one of his crazy ideas, taehyung knew it all too well.

"this means i might have a chance with him! i mean we know each other, i know hoseok, he's kind of a dick (A/N: only in this fic sorry ;-;) so it won't last long! i can grow a pair and make my move, hoco's coming up and i can ju-"

"jimin," taehyung interrupted. he had his hands near his lips as though he was praying for mercy on his jimin's soul. he brought them down. "boy. maybe you weren't listening but," he held his left hand out to the side. "lemme make this as clear as possible. yoongi gay. BUT." he repeated the action with his opposite hand. "yoongi have boyfriend. AND. yoongi happy! hobi happy!"

"i know, i know, i'm just saying. its uh- that's just good to know. thanks for telling me. i promise i won't do anything. cross my heart." he made the motion across his tiny chest.

"good," he gives a satisfied nod. "I guess i should be going now. gotta hit the Gucci store in a few, their sale on shoes officially starts in a few hours!!" his face lit up like a christmas tree; like a child just given sweets. gucci practically was candy to him. that place took his money like you'd take candy from a baby.

"a'ight man, you have fun there. buy me a new parka would ya?"

"ha ha you're sO funny jimin," taehyung laughed sarcastically, leaping outta the recliner with a creak, following jimin towards the door. "see ya on monday man."

"you too tae." bzzt bzzt! the phone from jimin's pocket buzzed several times. with that note he shoved the boy out the door to view the notification.

"can you come over? here's my address: 1234 West Greensboro Avenue Seoul S. Korea."

SENT and RECEIVED 6:32 P.M. from Yoongs 😍

jimin felt a smile creep onto his face. he didn't think tae was telling the truth about the hoseok thing...

he grabbed a drawstring bag and stuffed some clothes and a small box into it as he prepared to leave for yoongi's home. he had never dashed out of that damn door faster.

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DASHI RUN RUN RUN ahem ok hi! sorry it's been a while, what with school starting up again and relationship issues, i've been a bit busy.. but i hope you liked it! feel free to comment and vote if you'd like.

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