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Taehyung peeled his eyes open, his nose ticklish from brushing against Jimin's hair. Jimin was sound asleep in his arms, a pout formed on his lips. Taehyung stared fondly at the shorter before snapping out of it and closing his eyes. He should pull away. But he didn't want to. The mornings were getting colder and Taehyung just wanted to hug Jimin under the blanket, the shorter's warmth creating a sensation of being home. Jimin wrinkled his nose, scratching the bridge in his sleep. Taehyung smiled, poking it to which the other wrinkled his nose again. Jimin woke up, squinting at Taehyung.

"Good morning, my friend." Taehyung greeted and Jimin smiled.

"Hi." Jimin rubbed his eyes, covering his mouth to yawn which caused the corner of his eyes to wrinkle and scrunch together. Taehyung mentally cooed, incredulous of the fact that Jimin was so cute with each and every thing he did. "I have a question that I forgot to ask yesterday." Jimin suddenly said. Taehyung nodded, looking at his twinkly eyes. "Where did you go? You left when you first came."

Taehyung's breath hitched in his throat at first, but he relaxed quickly as Jimin was his friend. "Dude, I got my dick sucked by my girlfriend." Taehyung laughed and the sparkle in Jimin's eyes faltered.

"W-What?"

"Yeah. She texted me a suggestive picture and so I thought she wanted to have sex. I originally planned to stay at her house because I would most likely fall asleep in her bed after everything, but she made me leave." Taehyung explained, stretching his arms to relieve his tense muscles. Jimin gulped.

"O-Oh, okay." He turned away from Taehyung, sitting up and going to the bathroom. Taehyung raised an eyebrow, confused as to why Jimin left so quickly. Suddenly the bedroom door knob turned and Taehyung dove under the covers, facing the wall.

"Jiminie, I'm going to work now okay? Make yourself some breakfast and go to school early." A female voice spoke and Taehyung pretended to be asleep. It was his mother. Once the door closed again, Taehyung let out a relieved sigh just as Jimin stepped out of the bathroom.

"Go home, Taehyung. We have school." Jimin curtly instructed, going to the wardrobe. Why is he so cold all of a sudden? Jimin was acting so kind last night. Did Taehyung say something wrong? "Taehyung, leave!" Jimin urged, walking back to the bed and pointing at the window.

"Okay, okay!" Taehyung raised his hands up to surrender, not understanding why he couldn't stay a little longer. "I'll see you at school, Park." Taehyung walked over to hug him, but Jimin stepped back.

"Yeah, see you later." He moved to where his bag was on a hook and started to rummage through his books. Taehyung's shoulder visibly slumped and he climbed out of the window, leaving Jimin in his room.

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"How is it like sleeping with my boyfriend?" Ha-eun had a fake smile gracing her lips and she batted her eyelashes at Jimin with her head in her hands. Unfortunately, Jimin and Ha-eun were paired as a duo for an in-class task. "Don't you feel any shame?" She asked obnoxiously.

"I'm not sleeping with him like that." Jimin mumbled, looking down at his open notebook. She put her hands in her lap, humming.

"Yeah, you better not be." Ha-eun remarked, snickering. Jimin looked up just in time to see Dong-hyun walk past and graze his fingertips across her forearm that was resting on the table. It seemed quite flirtatious and Jimin furrowed his eyebrows. Ha-eun turned back to him after her interaction with Dong-hyun. "Anyways, he's mine." She simply claimed, looking at her polished nails. Jimin rolled his eyes, already hating the first 20 minutes of class.

Taehyung was paired with Jin on the other side of the room. He didn't really know Jin, but was familiar with who he was as they have spent high school together in the same year. Jin was looking at him quizzically without saying anything. Taehyung cleared his throat. "So, what should we search u—"

"Be honest: Are you fucking Jimin?" Jin interrupted plainly and Taehyung choked on his saliva.

"No, what the hell! I'm just sleeping over. There is no connection between Jimin and I of that sort." Taehyung denied. Jin looked him up and down judgingly.

"You better not hurt him." Jin threatened. Taehyung rolled his eyes.

"Why would I hurt him?"

"I don't know, sherlock. Hmm, maybe it's because you're being inconsiderate and prancing into his room whenever you feel like it. Or maybe it's because you feel the need to claim his bed, not giving him the chance to decline anything. Oh, and maybe it's even because you fucking punched him in the face when he told you the truth about how disgusting your girlfriend is. But then again, these are all suggestions." Jin sweetly smiled, sarcasm evident in his tone. Taehyung clenched his fist, trying not to cause a scene in the classroom.

"Fucking hell, you know nothing. If Jimin didn't like me sleeping over, he would've told me and I would've left. And how dare you insult Ha-eun? You all play her out to be some sort of villain, but in reality she is so much more than that stupid impression you make of her." Taehyung snapped. Jin laughed, visibly pissed off at the younger. The older boy stood up, slamming his hands on the table which made everyone stare at them, surprised. Luckily, the teacher was in the staff room sorting out documents and left the classroom, trusting the students will work.

"Much more? You are incredibly dense, Kim Taehyung! The day you realise how much of a fucking BITCH—" Jin yelled, pointing at Ha-eun and everyone began whispering. "—She is, you will regret all the little shenanigans you pulled about her not being a villain and how instead she is a perfect pwetty little pwincess." Jin mocked, imitating a high pitched, annoying impersonation of Taehyung. "Your troll of a girlfriend slut shames people! She bullies people! She's so damn spoiled! She walks around as if she owns the place and—" Jin began laughing. "—and you're t-too blind to notice that she's screwing another guy behind y-your back." Jin laughed, his words stuttering as he panted.

The whole room was silent and Ha-eun stood up, all the attention going to her. She began crying, making grabby hands to Taehyung who went over to her and wiped her tears. He turned around to glare at Jin. "Go to hell, Seokjin. Go to hell." Taehyung hissed, disregarding honorifics and leading Ha-eun out of the classroom. Jin chuckled.

"What a loser." He muttered, sitting back down and opening his textbook to start the work on his own. Jimin just sat there, speechless as to what happened while everyone began gossiping about the quarrel between the two boys. Jimin walked over to Jin, trying to contemplate what words to say, but his mind was just blank. Jin looked up, smiling at the younger.

"Jin hyung...you're fucking amazing."

Jin lifted his head proudly. "Of course I am."

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