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Flashback

"Why are you so excited?" Taehyung questioned as he plopped himself on Jimin's bed, grabbing a pillow for resting his elbows.

Jimin was acting very noisy since morning, squealing, jumping, and sometimes screaming too, as if suffering from a mental illness. This boy!

But it wasn't the case of mental illness here.

"Can you believe it? He is coming here. LIKE HERE!! In this freaking city. I love him so, so much. Damn, his skills, his body, and his attitude... God, he is the reason I found out that I'm bisexual... WOAHH—mmff," Jimin's excited scream was cut off as Taehyung put his palm over his mouth to prevent his ears from bleeding.

"So what? Stop screaming every now and then... what's his name, Jorden, right? That man looks like a black bull, only his pearly teeth are visible, and you got a crush on him? Huh?" Taehyung said, annoyed by Jimin and his crush.

"You motherfucker, dipshit, asshole, turnip-ghost racist!!! How dare you judge his color?" Jimin snapped back, highly offended.

(No racism intended here. Taehyung is just immature here. The author herself isn't fair at all. So not hate to any colour)

"I'm not a racist. It's just that I don't want a man painted in all black to twitch his papaya-sized lips every now and then, showing white teeth to me and talking... I really don't want such a brother-in-law. You deserve better, Minie," Taehyung huffed.

A 16-year-old Jimin glared at Taehyung while Taehyung tried his best not to laugh.

"Tf!! So what? I bet you can't even make a single point in basketball, hell, I doubt if you can dribble even. So there is no benefit to you having such a face when you don't have skills. Keep your opinion to yourself and talk to me when you have achieved something."

Jimin barked with anger, but when he looked at his brother's face, guilt took over him. He regretted every word he said to Taehyung.

The younger looked at him with glossy eyes, his bottom lip quivering as he bit it to control his cries. He harshly clutched his fist, a slight hurt and anger in his eyes.

Jimin immediately hugged him, muttering a few 'sorry', 'I love you', 'forgive me' to Taehyung.

"Hey Taetae, you are not nothing. You are everything to me, to us three brothers, to our whole family, and Lino too (their pet cat). You are a superhero and you're better than Jorden too. My smart and brave brother," Jimin held him tightly. He should have known that his brother was just pure and blunt as he didn't mean any hate, he just wanted to see Jimin with someone better.

"I... I *sob* I'll prove I'm better than him. I don't want y-you to marry h-him, Minie. One day sob I-I'll play better than him and then you won't marry him. You'll marry someone w-who is h-handsome and strong. I'll learn b-better skills t-than him, he is just so old for you, too old for you," Taehyung sobbed on his brother's shoulder and hugged him, hiccuping occasionally.

"Of course, my Taetae will prove that he is the best. Now stop crying, or Eomma will scold me for making you cry," Jimin whispered, even though he wanted to smack the other for being a racist freak. But he knew that he could talk to him and make him understand once he is calmed down.

Taehyung nodded and hugged him more tightly, his sobs dieing gradually as it was replaced with small sniffles and whimpers. Soon, Jimin felt Taehyung's body getting heavy. He was asleep, his cheeks tear-stained and a small pout.

Seeing his tear soaked face, Jimin had a weird feeling in his stomach; he was hungry for some reason, his tummy was being weird. He put a pillow in Taehyung's hands and one below his head. He smiled at Taehyung and went to the kitchen to remove the hungry rats from his tummy.

Taehyung clutched the pillow tighter in his sleep and muttered a low 'I'll prove it' in his half-conscious state.

Back to Present—

"And now it's time for announcing the Man Of The Match. Any guesses?" The host asked the audience.

A few chants of Sunghwo's name were muffled due to the loud chorus of the crowd barking 'Kim Taehyung, which was echoing in the stadium like thunderbolts.

"Well right! Let's welcome our Man of The Match—KIM TAEHYUNG. Woohoo! I would request our education minister Mr. Lin Jong and president of sports council, Mrs. Jee Hina to present this award to our hero. He has broken the record of James Jorden, which was made ten years ago. We are proud to announce the hero who is going to get his name engraved in golden letters. South Korea has finally taken revenge from Uzbekistan. Please clap for our record-breaking player."

The crowd broke down into

The minister smiled and nodded. Taehyung and his whole university squealed in joy. He went towards the stage and bowed to the chief guests, teachers, and the audience.

The award was given to Taehyung, and he felt pride swell up his chest. He glanced at Jimin, who was literally jumping in his seat out of happiness while clicking Taehyung's pictures. He felt victorious. After so many years, it was finally gone. The little flame of fire that had been burning in his heart for years was finally out.

He realized his mistake of judging the great player by his skin color a couple of years ago. This epiphany had been a humbling journey for Taehyung, forcing him to confront his own biases and grow beyond them. The journey was not just about acknowledging his error but about actively seeking to change his mindset and actions.

He hadn't entered the match with the intention of breaking any records. His goal had been to give his best, to play with heart and skill, and to honor the sport he loved. Yet, the feeling of breaking the record of the great player his brother admired so deeply filled him with a profound sense of satisfaction and pride. It was a testament to his growth and dedication, a personal victory that went beyond the scoreboard.

In that moment, as he stood on the court, the realization of what he had achieved washed over him. He had surpassed a milestone set by Jorden, a player he himself held in high esteem. The man whose skills had once seemed untouchable, whose prowess on the court had inspired and awed him, was now a benchmark he had not only met but exceeded.

The weight of this achievement settled on his shoulders, mingling with the pride and respect he felt for Jorden. It was more than just a record; it was a symbol of his evolution, a tangible proof of his dedication and hard work. The satisfaction he felt wasn't just about the numbers or the accolades; it was about knowing he had honored the legacy of a player who had inspired him and many others.

Taehyung's heart swelled with a mix of emotions: pride in his own capabilities, respect for the path he had walked, and a deep, abiding admiration for Jorden. He understood now that greatness wasn't just about breaking records; it was about the journey, the growth, and the unwavering commitment to one's passion.

"Now I request Taehyung to share a few words. How did it feel when you came for a match and broke the world record?" The host questioned with a high pitched voice.

The winner smiled and stood near the microphone. "Well, it was going to happen now or soon. I always planned to do something like this, but I didn't know it would happen today. You need to have an aim, passion, and determination to achieve your aim. You'll receive unexpected results which would change your whole life. Lastly, thank you. I'm not a big fan of giving speeches, and I have another competition too. Thank you so much, everyone."

Taehyung finished it with a smile and walked off the stage, rushing to drink some water before the singing competition starts.

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Now, Taehyung was sitting in the changing room, playing with the strings of his guitar. He pulled the strings softly, as if teasing them.He had changed into some casual yet decent clothes for his guitar competition. The script of the notes of the song he was going to play was kept in front of him so that he could memorize it.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the sports coach entered with a big smile on his face. The student smiled back, put his guitar on the table, and took the script to re-read the notes once again.

"You did well, Tae. So well. I am so happy. I feel so proud that I happen to be your coach. You were looking so hot too." Jackson said while settling on the chair beside him and unlocking his lunchbox.

"That's it?" Taehyung asked because he was a sucker for praise and he wanted to hear a certain statement.

"I wish you could fuck me on the court while I tightly hug the ball in my hand and you thrust from behind... fucking me until I see stars." Taehyung gave him an uninterested smile.

"You are so hot." Jackson sniffed his lunch and smiled, licking his lips. Taehyung picked up his water bottle to gulp some water. "And your skills are amazing. I can't believe a university student made a new world record, breaking the world record of James Jorden, the five-time winner in a row at the international level. You are so talented. Not only do you have a hot body, but it's so active.. Like jorden himself would be shocked...I'm literally fanning over my student and y- mmhhf"

Jackson was praising Taehyung from his teacher side , letting the student hear something he always desired to. The coach was going to ask Taehyung to practice more harder so that he could go further up but was interrupted by latter harshly kissing him.

They both made out for a while , Jackson straddled Taehyung and rocked his hips back and forth making the student groan and  he, himself was moaning into Tae's mouth which was all swallowed by the latter. 

He kept grinding until Taehyung pulled away, a string of saliva connecting their mouths while lust swimming in their eyes.

"Damn you made me hard..I've to go out in 6-7 minutes ..fuck how I'll hide it?!" Taehyung sighed looking at the tent in his pants.

"Well if something can't be  hidden then we should fix it in another way. *Opens the pants and boxers of Tae* Damn I always wonder about you length..I got a nice fuck buddy...I guess no any adult man would have this rod not even Jorden not even roman no one *giggles* you're the best." Jackson smiled and took the rock hard cock in his mouth.

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Taehyung went to the stage, the crowd cheered for him, but he looked at Jimin who was busy flirting with a girl. He didn't feel jealous; he wished Jimin could find someone pretty and kind for himself. And not just for Jimin but for his other brothers as well.

It's just that he wanted Jimin's focus on him because he wanted him to listen to this song he had written for him. As soon as Jimin heard the cheers, he looked at the stage with excitement and met Taehyung's eyes. They both smiled and Jimin whistled for his brother.

"GO TAEHYUNG," Jimin yelled while smiling which the latter responded by smiling back.

"Hello everyone! It's me, Kim Taehyung, here to bring some music into your lives. This song is dedicated to someone very close to my heart—my dearest brother Kim Jimin. Let's go. clears throat"

The crowd was confused; they thought someone close to his heart would be Taehyung's lover, but it turned out to be his brother. They still clapped because who wouldn't when Taehyung was going to play guitar while singing a self-written song.?!

"This is for you, Jimin~

On my pillow
Can't get me tired
Sharing my fragile truth
That I still hope the door is open
'Cause the window Opened
one time with you and me
Now my forever's falling down Wondering if you'd want me now
How could I know One day I'd wake up feeling more

But I had already reached the shore Guess we were ships in the
night Night, night
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo

We were ships in the night, night, night I'm wondering
Are you my best friend
F

eel's like a river's rushing through my mind
I wanna ask you
If this is all just in my head
My heart is pounding tonight
I wonder

If you
Are too good to be true
And would it be alright if I
Pulled you closer
How could I know
One day I'd wake up feeling more
But I had already reached the shore
Guess we were ships in the night
Night, night

Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo

https://youtu.be/aTEdKqmpd7M

We were ships in the night Night, night

Thank you everyone." Taehyung bowed as he put the end to his singing, playing a vibrant tune as the outro part.

The audience sat spellbound, each note of the song weaving a tapestry of raw emotion and heartfelt resonance. The beauty of the melody, coupled with the profound depth of its lyrics, struck a chord deep within their souls.

It was as if Taehyung had strummed the very strings of their hearts, evoking a symphony of shared experiences and unspoken sentiments. The crowd was entranced, caught in the spell of his performance, every word and every note echoing through the hall like a sacred hymn.The applause began as a gentle ripple, a tentative acknowledgment of the magic they had just witnessed.

But soon, it swelled into a tidal wave of acclamation, crashing over Taehyung in waves of appreciation and admiration. Cheers erupted, a cacophony of voices united in their praise, each shout a testament to the power of his artistry. Whistles pierced the air, sharp and joyous, like birdsong heralding the dawn. Hoots and hollers filled the space, the raw, unfiltered expressions of a crowd that had been moved to the very core.

Jimin looked mesmerized after seeing the reaction Tae hyung was receiving It made his heart swell with proud. He bursted a party popper, squealing. The clapping grew louder, becoming a thunderous ovation that reverberated off the walls and ceiling, amplifying the collective emotion. It was as if the very air vibrated with the energy of their gratitude, a tangible force that enveloped Taehyung in a warm, embracing glow. The crowd's reaction was more than mere applause; it was a celebration of the connection he had forged with them, an acknowledgment of the shared humanity his music had laid bare.

The ovation was a chorus of hearts beating as one, a symphony of souls united in their reverence for the beauty they had just experienced.

Jimin wiped off his tears which he didn't know when did he got them and looked at Taehyung, he parted his lips to speak but nothing came out. Taehyung sheepishly smiled and ran off to Jimin.

The older also ran towards his brother and jumped on him; thankfully, Taehyung caught him. Jimin hugged him tightly and sniffled into his chest."Y-you pabo...you made me emotional, you fucking emotional blackmailer. Why did you write it so beautifully for me? Why not for someone else? I hate you," Jimin sniffled.

"I hate you too, bro. I wrote it mistakenly for you, it was for someone more beautiful but looking at your pitiable pig face, I donated it in your name," Taehyung teased him.

"Liar," Jimin hugged him, snuggling his head closer while Jackson was suspiciously eyeing them.

"Well, did you like my basketball ma-"

"You were fucking best, Tae. I am literally your fan. I can't believe I'm hugging someone who broke the world record, leaving behind Jorden even. Your skills are so amazing. The way you suddenly snatch the ball, basket it when it's nearly unexpected, that too while wearing school uniforms which are so tight and don't allow swift movements even but still you won.

You are really amazing when it comes to sports and music, Tae................................... (five minutes have passed) .................... And I'm gonna install your posters in my room and show off my brother to everyone."

Jimin finally stopped while Taehyung was staring at him softly all the while when Jimin was praising him and they both were getting out of there with their hands intertwined.

Jimin looked at Taehyung and felt the other lost in his thoughts; he started scolding him about how he is praising him and he is not even saying thanks. He is a brat and should learn manners. And all the while Taehyung was just smiling like an idiot.

"ARGHHHG" Jimin screamed, making Taehyung jolt in shock. The poor soul was actually startled to the core.

Jimin giggled at the hilarious reaction but gasped when he was picked up by the taller. He wrapped his arms around Tae's neck for safety. Well, this was nothing new for them; the brothers like to goof around, forgetting everyone else around them.

"You know tomorrow a new semester will be started, which means new students will be joining from tomorrow. I hope to make some new friends or find a fuck buddy like you and Jackson or better a boyfriend or girlfriend," Jimin said softly, staring at Taehyung, examining his reaction.

"Well, if it's a girl, then I'll make sure she isn't a bitch and does have nice globes both up and down," Taehyung smirked while Jimin gasped.

"Pervert. What if it's a boy? Then? Are you gonna install globes for them? Lol!" Jimin chuckled.

"Then I'll make sure that they are loyal to you and have a dick bigger than mine."

"Why comparing with yours? And do you forget how people moan when I penetrate them? Me and bottoming never."

"Well, you deserve the best! So someone who can overlap my qualities would be best for my brother and who knows when you'll start liking it the other way around. I just hope I get any hybrid or at least a half-hybrid to fuck with," Taehyung said.

"Why so?" Jimin asked, totally ignoring whatever his brother said first and tightened his grip around his neck.

"I wanna produce a powerful kid. The one who will be a new species of two hybrid parents," Taehyung grinned while pulling Jimin closer by his back and ass, making sure he doesn't fall.

Jimin thought it was something else behind it, such as it would feel amazing to have sex with the same species. And the thought of Taehyung leaving the ideology of hating to fuck strangers. Like he never fucks with someone who is not his fuck buddy. What happened to Jackson then? Did they break their deal? This was simply very hard to digest.

"Unexpected," Jimin muttered under his breath before letting the taller one put him in his car.

Damn someone save tannie, Jin is busy fucking with a cheerleading girl in the changing room while Jungkook was fucking a boy in the washroom. Our little tannie was running here and there from Changing room's door to washroom's door , barking loudly. Who'll send our poor fluff ball back to his house?

Woof woof!!

To be continued.......
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