Hello, my dears!

This chapter is supposed to be the peak of the dramatic plot I have in the making, and thank you so much for anticipating this, it means a lot to me 

As always, enjoy!

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The minute after Namjoon's advanced calculus class was over and the teacher had excused all of the students out into the hallway, Namjoon found himself shoveling out more textbooks for his next and final class for that morning, world history.

Although he hated how long the subject sessions were, the boy was grateful to have some of his friends with him to endure the grueling pain.

Those friends of his were namely Taehyung, Hoseok, and Jimin.

Namjoon was and always has been indeed quite jealous of Yoongi's class before lunch, which the older boy's counselor had chosen to be anatomy.

When Namjoon had successfully seated himself at the center of the lecturing room, Jimin and Hoseok quickly snatched the available desks on the opposite sides of him while Taehyung shuffled carefully amidst the rush of teenagers to sit down at the spot behind Namjoon, all of the boys dropping their supplies on their individual tables with a shared and equally as hard sigh.

Namjoon's head seemed to jerk up with the sudden notion of a young girl gently plopping herself in the seat in front of him, the pen resting in his hand spitting out navy blue ink suddenly at a standstill before he could even finish writing the day's date. 

Nothing at all was particularly wrong or unlawful about this female. She was very pretty, popular among her close-knit group of acquaintances, an excellent and over-achieving pupil in the classroom, and she was extremely kind and well-spoken to every single person she came across in her everyday life.

Except for one little problem, of course.

And the only issue with the seemingly perfect student was that she just adored flirting with the poor boy at every chance she could get, and today was no different for him.

The young woman let out a fake gasp with a nervous giggle as she raised up from the musty brown chair she had previously sunk into, Namjoon not being able to resist a quiet grumble departing from his pouted and pink lips.

It's not like this occurrence is anything new, despite the fact that Namjoon had told her dozens upon hundreds of times that he was actually gay, but she just would bat her thick eyelashes in his face and smile up at him like she never even heard him utter a syllable.

"Excuse me, Namjoon oppa, I believe my pencil accidentally rolled under your seat," the girl chuckled lightly behind her open palm before stooping over to collect the small piece of stationary off of the ground.

Namjoon did not like this subtle action one bit.

He knew somewhere in the back of his head that the other person's cleavage was showing in full now, as it was her proving her point to him, but he refused to even glance in her direction.

She was also taking an abnormally extended amount of time to fetch the wooden object from under Namjoon's chair, too long in his opinion to reach for a fucking pencil.

"Hey, Hye-Gi, can I ask you a question?" Namjoon fidgeted with the tips of his fingers, huffing in distaste when she nodded before she situated herself across his small square of a desk, her skirt riding up a little on purpose to reveal more of her bare thighs.

Hye-Gi grinned, playing with the top button of the dress shirt that was tucked neatly beneath her uniform-like blazer as she swung her legs a bit. "Yes, oppa, what did you want to ask me?"

Namjoon rubbed at his eyes with a groan when she crossed her feet together, even more of her lower half being exposed when her pleated skirt rode up once more, "I'm wonder why you call me 'oppa' when my birth certificate clearly states that I'm younger than you."

"Do you not like being called that, sweetie?" Hye-Gi smirked, her fingers finding themselves clasping gently onto Namjoon's and the said male abruptly pulling his appendages away from the contact.

Namjoon shook his head slowly, "N-No, I don't, and you're making me quite uncomfortable right now with how you're acting." 

Hye-Gi giggled again, her voice too whiny and shrill to the man's eardrums, Namjoon shifting in his seat, "It's working, then."

"Please just back the fuck off of him."

Hye-Gi glanced over to where the sudden voice was coming from, Jimin, and rolled her eyes with a choked a laugh, "Why would I? He looks so cute when he squirms."

Now it was Jimin's turn to burst into a fit of giggles, clenching his eyes shut before opening them wide to look at her, " Oh, really? I'm glad that you think that since he's squirming because of his anticipation of what I have in store for him later on."

"But I thought he was already in another relationship," a new voice pondered, which happened to be the mentioned girl's best friend.

Hye-Gi hissed and glared at the male with fury deep in her gaze, "Shut up, Gun-Hyeon, you know nothing about this."

"Is it true, though?" This Gun-Hyeon asked, a frown wrinkling his eyebrows.

Namjoon sighed, cradling his face with a tired expression, "I'm not in a relationship with Jimin-"

Gun-Hyeon suddenly rushed to Namjoon's desk, pushing off his best friend in the process so he could sit on the table surface instead, "Hi there, you pretty little thing."

"What in the actual hell are you doing?" Namjoon pointed his lips into a scowl, deepening the action when Gun-Hyeon fondly wrapped his hand with his own.

The male soon learned that Gun-Hyeon was the stereotypical 'bad boy' as one might say. 

He was deadly attractive, clad in most things made with black leather, and a smooth talker that could rip the pants off anyone he laid eyes on.

Except for Namjoon, he surely wasn't gonna pull any shit with him.

"After finding out about your true sexuality and that you weren't in a relationship," the man paused to raise his arm towards his body and kiss the top of Namjoon's hand, "I noticed that you might want to go to the big dance with me in a couple weeks."

Namjoon couldn't help but chuckle, the absurdity of this situation was kind of comical, really. "Put some emphasis on the 'might', please. And I also noticed you checking out my ass in the halls today, although it's not like you really wanted to hide the fact that you were devouring me with your eyes."

"Oh shit, this bitch is about to go have a meeting with a surgeon," Taehyung giggled, slapping his thigh at Gun-Hyeon's shocked expression.

Hoseok laughed along with his boyfriend, his eyes tearing up with mirth, "What's wrong? Did you not know that he already has a dick that fucks him royally?"

"And you didn't let me finish my fucking sentence," Namjoon sighed for the nth time that day, licking his smooth lips before he spoke up again. "I don't have a relationship with Jimin, but I do with another guy."

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't hear that from you in the first place, what's his name?" Gun-Hyeon licked his teeth out of embarrassment, adjusting the little straps on his biker jacket.

Namjoon smiled, tilting his head as he did so, "Kim Seokjin, the best boyfriend I could ever want to have."

"Daddy in charge, as many people like to refer to him," Taehyung piped up from behind the boy, biting his bottom lip to hide his cheeky grin as the rest of Namjoon's friends broke into hysterics.

The sound of sharp heels clacking on laminate filled everyone's ears when the world history teacher, Mrs. Ki, walked in the room, greeting the pupils with a small smile before cleaning off the chalkboard for the lesson ahead, "Good morning to all of you, how is everyone doing?"

"Fucking asshole," Hye-Gi muttered with zeal, shaking her head as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Mrs. Ki's eyes widened and she turned to the girl with a firm stance, "What was that, young woman? I do not tolerate that language in my class."

"It's nothing, madam, just a little scuffle I had with Namjoon," the said female glared at Namjoon before slumping in her seat, turning to a page in her notes.

The older woman nodded, gathering up a piece of chalk into her hands to write with, "Alright then, for Namjoon and anyone else in need of being told: keep your hands, eyes, and ears to yourself."

Jimin chuckled under his breath and pursed his plump lips together, "You can also tell that to the man you slept with instead of your husband last night."

Everyone gasped at this, Mrs. Ki hunching her shoulders before storming her way towards Jimin's spot, "Excuse me, Park? If I hear one more insult come from your mouth, I have no other option but to send you to the principal's office."

That statement made Jimin cool his temper but it didn't hold him back from giving his superior an all too shiny smile, the kind where his teeth bared at a dramatic level, "Okay, Mrs. Ki, I'll keep my lips sealed, for your sake and our own."

Mrs. Ki didn't exactly like the sound of that quote, but decided on not pestering with the topic more, instead striding towards the board and drawing a page number across the middle of it.

"Everyone, please turn to this chapter and follow along while I read."

Once world history class had finished, all of the boys' stomachs were growling with the need for food.

The school's cafeteria wasn't particularly known for having a five-star menu, but Namjoon ended up choosing some pasta to feast on while his friends chose what looked half-appetizing.

When they all found a table to sit at, Jimin pulled his phone out of his back pocket to text his boyfriend who was still held up in class.

Jimin sighed before laying his device face-down on the surface of the counter, shoving a spoonful of peas into his mouth, "Don't be surprised if Yoongi breaks down or complains at lunch today, he had dissection today in class."

Hoseok scratched at his forearm before placing his chin in his palm, "Why the fuck would teachers put dissection before lunch, the poor thing's not gonna have an appetite after seeing all of those guts and veins-"

"And we have appetites, sweetheart, so if you would shut your hell of a beautiful mouth up, it would be much appreciated," Taehyung spoke around his bite of a club sandwich, shrugging before chewing off more of it.

Hoseok smiled and pinched his boyfriend's cheek, cooing sweetly, "Fine, my darling."

Jimin had begun to gag falsely, scowling with a glare the both of them, "Wow, you two really are some desperate whores."

"I'm not doing any better, I want Seokjin hyung," Namjoon pouted into his fork, biting off a piece of the already chilling noodles.

Suddenly, a mop of black hair found itself dancing its way toward their table, the man who owned it sitting himself down with a huff as he slammed his tray of fruit salad down on the surface of it.

"All I'm gonna say is: fuck anatomy class," Yoongi grumbled loud enough for everyone to hear, munching on a grape that he had drawn up with his spoon.

Jimin hummed, rubbing a warm hand at the older man's shoulder, "You okay, babe?"

"I had to take apart a baby bird, for Christ's sake. A baby bird, Jimin, I'm not okay," Yoongi exclaimed with his voice quieting towards the end.

Taehyung popped an olive from his sandwich into his mouth with a slight scowl, "It was dead, right?"

Yoongi looked at the younger boy across from him and squinted his eyes before exhaling through his nostrils, "Of course it was dead, you fucking dumb-ass."

"I'm sorry, Jesus, I was just trying to be inquisitive," Taehyung quirked his mouth to the side as he slipped another black olive into his mouth, looking down at his plate.

Yoongi nodded, reaching over to pat Taehyung's wrist with a little grin, "I know, I'm just pissed off that I have to take this class to earn my full credits for graduation."

"I know, but it's just a semester and then we can relax for the summer in the mansion I'm gonna rent for us all," Jimin smiled devilishly when all of their bodies straightened in surprise of the proposal.

Hoseok sputtered a bit on his cup of milk, swallowing it with some struggle as he gasped, "M-Mansion? How the hell are you gonna rent a mansion?"

Jimin smirked at the man before blinking once, "Yeah, my uncle works in realty and said that he would offer me a deal for one of the houses in the suburbs."

Yoongi's eyes widened and his fingers twitched on his kneecaps, "Is that legal to do that?"

"It is if the selling price gets lowered," Jimin smiled back at him, Yoongi wrapping his arms around his waist as he squeezed him tight with elated giggles coming from everyone's lips.

Taehyung covered his mouth when a small squeal exited his throat as Hoseok kissed down his jaw, "We're spending the summer in a mansion, holy shit, this is amazing."

Jimin stopped laughing when he poked Namjoon in the back to gain his attention, a soft smile gracing his lips, "And feel free to have Jin fuck you as much as you want, I'll make sure to have a high-quality camera system trailing throughout the premises."

By the time lunch was over for them, it was already time to head to gym and that was never exciting for Namjoon.

Mainly because of the reason that everyone did better than him in sports and he was left to sulk in a corner when he was never picked for a team.

Thankfully, Yoongi wasn't really picked for teams either, except for when it came to his expertise in basketball, and they always liked to pass the hour-long session in the bleachers with simple discussions and little hand games they only played when they were kids.

Namjoon didn't like gym, period. 

It smelled like sweat all the time, people were bossy and mean to him, and he always had a bruise somewhere on his body by the end of the period.

But when the game chosen for that day ended, it was his time to connect with the rest of his friends again for the free time that they were allowed.

"Fuck my life, I should've done more track when I was younger," Yoongi said out of breath, gripping his knees with his sweaty hands as he grimaced.

They all had been running for ten minutes straight, including Namjoon, which lead to all of their throats burning with the lashing of air being sucked down their windpipes.

Namjoon had collapsed on the ground to lay his head on the divot of Yoongi's sneakers, groaning up at him, "I need a nap, a baby's gotta have a nap."

"You do, Joonie, I think we all deserve one," Hoseok smiled brightly, brushing back the little hairs on Namjoon's forehead to kiss the area gently with a hum.

"Okay, can I please nap here? I'm fucking exhausted and I want an orgasm so bad," Namjoon pouted, hugging Yoongi's ankles closer as he cuddled more into his shoes.

Yoongi sighed heavily, tugging Namjoon up from the collar of his shirt, "Honey, my feet were going numb from loss of blood flow, so you can't nap there, I'm sorry."

"But hyung," Namjoon whined, settling to bury his nose in the crook of his neck, to which the older man smiled and rubbing circles across his back.

Jimin grinned at the cute picture that the two made together, cooing in awe of it, "You need to take a shower first, sweetie."

"Fine, and then I get to see Jin hyung," Namjoon nodded finally, as the last class on his schedule was an optional elective that everyone was assigned for but no one ever took in the school, his fatigue being replaced with happiness at having his boyfriend with him.

"Now go shower, you goddamn cutie," Taehyung giggled softly, Namjoon copying his actions when he ruffled his fringe.

And so Namjoon ran off, then, towards the shower rooms for the boys and immediately removed of his clothes before hopping in a stall for a nice rinse of hot water to wash over his tired joints.

"Goddamn, that felt good," Namjoon sniffed a little, stepping out onto the cold tile floor while securing a fluffy white towel around his slim waist.

"I bet it did, Namjoon," a new voice murmured clearly in the silent room, a familiar voice at that.

Namjoon turned his head to where it was coming from and gasped with wide eyes, "I-It can't be."

"It is, and this isn't some sort of dream if you were wondering," the boy hummed with a small smile before Namjoon pattered up to him quickly and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Oh, Gi-Chul, you look so good now, I can't believe this is you," Namjoon smiled with a giddy tone to his voice, thumbing Gi-Chul's cheek as he looked carefully into his eyes, almost as if he was afraid to break the moment.

Gi-Chul nodded, bringing Namjoon flat against his body and sighing into his neck as he hugged him back, grinning gently when he detected the scent of Namjoon's favorite body soap, "My counselors said that my behavior has improved a great bit, and I feel happier and more at ease now that I have my mind in check."

"I'm so happy for you, that's a wonderful achievement that you've gained," Namjoon grinned back at him, pulling away slightly but Gi-Chul dragged him back to where he was, "I just can't believe you're back."

"With a vengeance," Gi-Chul whispered in his ear, kissing the flesh there lightly and Namjoon tensed in his hold, a frown coming to appear on his features.

Namjoon's breathing started to get more labored when he made eye contact with Gi-Chul again, his eyes were fiery and dark, and he didn't like it at all, "W-What?"

Gi-Chul smirked once he had given a small peck to his cheek before nipping at Namjoon's chin, "I was so completely wrong about you, Joonie, I couldn't recognize how much I fell for you and your lovely personality and just everything about you."

"Gi-Chul, you know you can't do this, I have a boyfriend already," Namjoon whimpered when Gi-Chul's bites and kisses traveled down to his damp neck.

What Namjoon hadn't expected Gi-Chul to do next was turn him around, pressing his body into the cool wall and tearing the towel away from his hips, a yelp escaping his mouth at the sudden action, but Namjoon soon had a finger shushing his trembling lips.

"B-But my Jin hyung, please, don't do anything to me, I'm sorry," Namjoon had begun crying when Gi-Chul's palm roamed around his backside, his arms suspended above him in Gi-Chul's clenched fist.

The other man smiled, licking a line up from the curve of Namjoon's shoulder to his earlobe, "It's okay, baby, Jin doesn't need to know."

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Hi guys!

I hope you enjoyed reading because I had a ball writing it for you.

Oh my god, I've been waiting like three weeks to come to this point, I'm pepped and I need sleep, so I'll leave this here at a good dropping off point. :)

Thank you so much for reading, I always appreciate everything you guys do, you work miracles

Have a wonderful day/night because you are wonderful and so many more lovely adjectives

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