"You think you're so smart? Huh? You lisper. Always trying to be the goody-two-shoes?"

the shy kid wearing a yellow and red dungree adjusted his glasses on his nose as he tried to stand up as straight as the excruciating pain on the side of his waist allowed. Holding on the kicked side tightly, he limped to pick up his bag that had sprawled out all his books and comics.

"Lihen fatty! Yust becauh i have a problem with a few wordh, not mean I will have problem with punching you. Don't meh with me!! "

"Did you all hear that. Don't MEH with him hahahaha.. Such a confident lisper!!" the chubby kid laughed so hard that it looked like his face will tear and the little bullied boy prayed to god that it does. Other kids join him pointing fingers at the boy clutching at his side.

"Eric, stop this! Or else.. " Everyone turned to the intruding voice to see another boy from the same grade standing with impeccable confidence despite being the shortest one in the class.

"Oh specky here has a savour? Or else what huh? You gonna beat me? You think I'm scared of you? "

"No you are not scared of me but you are scared of your mom. And when she finds out about all the comics you stole from these cowards you call your friends..." color left Eric's face as he widened his eyes too big for his face.

"W-wha-t I-i never stole a-anything"

"Eric? Were you the theif behind all our missing comic books?" one of the kid in the group spoke up. 

The said Eric looked at everyone in panic before sprinting in the opposite direction for his dear life. All the kids running behind him thereafter. "Catch him!"

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. My name is Jungkook."

"I know that. We're in hame grade. Kim Taehyung. "

"I know. Why were they making fun of you?"

"Becauh i can't hay a few letter. I can't hpeak your name. "

"Jungkook. It's easy." the cute boy showed his front teeth in a big bright smile that caused his full pink cheeks to lift upwards hiding a part of his eyes and the rosy nose tip scrunched up a little.

"Hungkook. It'h eahy" the little shy boy imitated the same tone to give a sarcastic demonstration of how it's not 'easy' for him.

"Oh so 'J' and 'S' are some of the letters you have problem with?"

"They are the only letter"

"Then call me Hungkook. I don't mind now that you are my friend."

"I didn't hay you're my friend."

"Yes but if you don't be my friend I will have to buy the Jimmy Corigan that came out of your bag. I could just borrow it from you."

"What in it for me?"

"My nonna makes amazing macarons. I can give you two of those. Be my friend."

"Okay. Deal."

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"Koo! Koo! Koo! Koo!Koook-doo-koooo!"

"Tae! Go away!"

"Wow that rhymed. But no I have a gift for you. Here."

The said boy opened one eye at the mention of gift and saw his best friend of almost two years standing at the corner of the bed with a small box in hand and a similar shaped smile on his face.

The now 12 year old begrudgingly snatched the little box and sat up tearing the lid. He saw two letters of his crossword game in it.

"What the hell is this?"

"This is J and this is S"

The sleepy boy rolled his eyes "Wow thanks. Now go away let me sleep. It's like two in the morning why does she leave the door open!" mumbling to himself his layed down again hugging his pillow and trying to sleep again.

Taehyung, with a knowing smile, shook his head at his dimwitted best friend and started counting on his fingers mouthing "1...2...3...4.."

"WHAT THE FUCKK!!!!"

"There it is."

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?"

"I said happy birthday 'Jungkook-ssi'!"

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod I can't believe this!! How?  When?"

"The speech therapy ended weeks ago. I was saving it for today."

"This is the BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER!!"

"Oh is it?  Then I guess you won't be needing this discman I got you."  taehyung batted his eyelashes innocently waving a packed gift infront of him.

"No you didn't." Jungkook snatched the present with starry eyes and scooted to give his friend some space on his single bed. "Now give me a good birthday cuddle."

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"Koo stop acting like you're twelve and solve this with her." taehyung sighed as he cleaned the last table and saw his best friend slamming the dishes into the cafe cabinet with gritted teeth.

"Solve what Tae? She hadn't returned for two months. Now suddenly she wants to be all motherly with me? Where was she when I had to borrow money for my school fee from Poppie last month?"

"First of all. Come here."

Jungkook rushed to the spread arms and hugged him like he hadn't just received it 15 minutes ago.

"Now see, I'm not asking you to call her new boyfriend your dad or something. I'm just asking you to be civilized. If not for the family, do it for yourself. For her to not call you every hour. For her to not run away again. For the peace of your mind. Most importantly, for the money she's promising to give." Jungkook chuckled into his neck and pulled away as the other cupped his cheeks with warm hands that smelled of the table cleaner.

"Do it. For me. Talk to her."

"okay" a glossy eyed jungkook whispered

"okay." taehyung got on the tippie toes to peck the much taller jungkook on his forehead.

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"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU?"

"Koo, calm down she didn't mean it."

"She didn't mean it? She means every fucking word tae! And you! Get out. Right this moment!  GET OUT!! "

The middle aged woman with shaking hands picked up her purse from the table of the small one bedroom apartment. She pressed her eyelids shut causing a tear to squeeze out of them. She looked up at the two males, one red-faced fuming with anger, and the other angel like calm but worried hugging the other from back to somehow cool him down but looking at  the woman back with eyes that say 'I understand'.

"I am just in my college drowning in debt till nose because of you. I was homeless because of you. If I didn't have this guy I would have killed myself because of you. And you have the nerve to step into my house? Just take your face and alligator tears away from my eyes before I loose it further woman, GO!!"

The woman, taking her safety measures quickly walked out of the apartment.

Jungkook plopped down face first into his bed and breathed deeply to get rid of the boiling rage. He didn't know how long that took but when he opened his eyes again, he realized that taehyung was sitting on the kitchen floor, disappointed.

He had promised the other he would talk to her calmly for once and he didn't. He can't help but loose his mind whenever he sees the woman who preferred her hook ups over her own child all the time. Who thought that just because she deposited some money to his bank account, her duties of a mother were done (which also she might forget sometimes) . If it wasn't for his late grandmother who gave him food and taught him to cook, he might have died of starvation. You can't blame him.

But you also can't blame the boy who only tries to give jungkook the family that he was lucky enough to have and the other wasn't. The rocky relationship could be somehow smoothened only if jungkook would not loose his shit for two minutes.

Jungkook walked to the other and crouched down sitting next to him. And rested his head on the slumped shoulders. "I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry. I really tried."

"No you didn't. But it's okay."

"It is?"

"Yeah. I'm not stopping to try."

Jungkook chuckled at the other's determination and interlocked there hands. He then brought the back of the hand to his lips and kissed it the softest way possible. 

After a minute of silence jungkook spoke up again.
"Go to the library I'm calling Sally over. I'm suddenly horny."

"Me too. I should text back that Diana chick."

"Cool."

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"Sweeet. I can't believe this is finally ours."

"I know! It's like a fucking palace compared to our apartment from college."

"Yeah. And I am the King! Bow down peasent!!" Jungkook spread his arms and then fell backwards into the bean bag chair. Only two of them filling the big living room and the apartment just generally deprived of furniture.

"I am not a peasant. I was born a queen." Taehyung flicked the blonde hair of his mullet on the base of his neck and then pretended to dry his non existent nail polish.

"Okay queen. Cook me something."

"Oh hell nah! I'm done being your housewife. We're 24 now, might as well get some girlfriends and finally settle down. Learn to take care of yourself."

"As if. I take care of me all the time. Infact from now I will clean up my own room. You shouldn't bother. Get it?  Queen! " jungkook rolled his eyes.

"Oh gladly. I bet you it's gonna turn into a loaded garbage bag in a week."

"I hate when you think so low of me. I will keep it so spick and span that your eyes will water! You bet? " jungkook challenged, seriously offended.

"Oh its on." taehyung narrowed his eyes at the other and huffed.

"And what if I win?" jungkook eyes narrowed in return, crossing his arms on his chest, the newly formed biceps flexing.

"I'll gladly be the housewife. But what if I win, which I will."

"I will buy the big TV we wanted whenever I can afford to. All on me."

Needless to say what happened.

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"Why do I have to tag along?" Yoongi banged his forehead on the coffee table half out of sleep and half already tired from the hyper boyfriend he has. It was 8 in the morning of a day-off for shakira's sake!

"Hey! Don't spill my coffee. And look, what if it all goes wrong and both of them start hitting each other or something. I need someone to handle this with me." Hoseok enthusiasticly chirped with his bright big smile and elaborate hand gestures. The coffee should drink Hosoek to wake up.

"I don't like poking into other's business. That's your hobby. Let me live."  Yoongi groaned out head still on the table. He didn't see his boyfriend's expression changing from angelic to murderous in a matter of seconds unless he felt his ear in between the others fingers being twisted like elastic with no mercy as he was dragged to sit up straight.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"Listen here you brat, I've had enough of everyone moping around but everyone is atleast living in today, unlike you. I'm done pretending that this new emo attitude of yours is not getting on my nerves. Now you will pick your damn beautiful ass up, get ready when taehyung returns from the car station in an hour and help me drag him back to his house and clean this mess. Do I make myself clear?  Hosoek brought his face closer to the now frightened looking Yoongi and twisted his ear like starting a car engine.

"Owowowow!  Ow!"

"I. Said. Am. I. Clear? "

"Y-yes!"

"Yes what?"

"Yes sir."

Hosoek smirked like a maniac and yoongi gulped very scared and very very turned on.

"Now you'll get undressed and wait for me in the shower. Blindfolded."

"Yes, sir." Yoongi spoke up already getting up.

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