CHAPTER 8

Question : what's your favorite bts song?

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(Third person's pov)

I Taehyung was spared the pleasure of reprimanding his best friend for the latter was fully and casually dressed when he returned back from his quick shower. Jimin was radiating an effortless yet awesome aura which the younger knew he would never be able to carry. The lad was clad in navy blue denim jeans, a simple v-neck white T-shirt; the whole outfit touched up through the means of a black leather jacket. Taehyung wished he could pull that off.

"Stop checking me out, your eyes might fall off." The elder joked while he sprayed some perfume onto him and his best friend.

Taehyung rolled his eyes as he discarded his dirty uniform into his friend's laundry basket.

"You've got to wash my dirty clothes now. Payback for abusing my neck!"

It was Jimin's turn to roll his eyes.

"Come on TaeTae! I know you enjoyed it!"

They started sniping at each other, with every insult and sexual innuendos being purely harmless. They weren't best friends for nothing.

It was in a friendly atmosphere that they got out of the building. They had all the necessary resources to go grocery shopping. A dinner had been scheduled last minute by Jimin who begged Taehyung to pay him some good food.

The afternoon sun was still high enough in the sky to cause the suffocation of the two friends. After all, it was only 4:30 PM and summer was nearing quickly. The elder even had to remove his blazer due to the arid temperature.

They walked under the shade of the trees in the school yard, which provided a much needed cool atmosphere. If anyone was to scrutinise the younger, nobody would even suspect that he had been crying into the arms of a handsome boy - whom he happened to regularly sleep with - a while ago. It was one of the advantages of being constantly quiet.

They exited the premises, turning left in direction of a specific grocery store where a particular candy which Taehyung loved a lot, could be found. The taller chap paved the way since the other was clueless as to where the convenience store was found. What Taehyung did not expect was to find Jeon Jungkook, one leg pressed against the school wall, with a silver-haired male.

The smoke surrounding the pair was apparent and the dweeb had to look twice before realising that only one of them - whom thankfully was not Jungkook - was smoking. He wondered how exceptionally shameless the duo could be. They were right outside the school establishment, close to a door crossed by a multitude of students and teachers and those dorks were unabashedly brandishing cigarettes as if they were swords and enveloping themselves in unhealthy smoke.

He had spotted the silver-haired male with Jungkook at various instances. It felt like that guy was the Jimin to his Taehyung except he was nothing like Jimin. He appeared to be those unapproachable kind whom you'd better not mess with if you want to spend the rest of your school years nicely. He didn't know his name but he knew the guy was elder than the three of them combined.

With each step they took closer to Jungkook and his friend, Taehyung's legs lost some of their rapidity. He was with the brunette a while ago and things had gone completely astray. It hurt that he had to act as if nothing had happened - going to the point of ignoring the other in public. He wasn't sure a confrontation would do any good but it would be better than having to pretend that Jungkook didn't exist when all he wanted was answers.

"Look at these idiots! Smoking in the open air as if their fathers own the country." Jimin pointed out.

"Only one of them is smoking." The other lad corrected.

"Don't tell me you're finding excuses for Jeon asshole right there!" Jimin counter argued. He had to lower his tone drastically for they were now directly walking past the two.

Taehyung simply shrugged. His best friend's words caused him to review his decision of disclosing a side of his life which so happened to involve the Jeon asshole he was talking about.

Taehyung could feel his **** buddy's eyes on him and it was definitely intimidating. He wasn't sure whether the guy was checking him out or just watching in a menacing way. He didn't want to mind it, yet his hammering heart reminded him of the newly acknowledged feelings that had settled in the pit of his stomach.

The younger didn't know when it all started. Vaguely, he recalled one night when he was giving Jungkook a blowjob and the latter had claimed his lips as his own. The feelings had gotten stronger as from that day. However, they probably had started developing long before that. Taehyung wouldn't know - all he knew, was that he felt something. And that something was breaking certain rules.  

"You heard me?"

Jimin's voice brought him back to reality. They were long past the two other fellows.

"What?"

"I asked whether we were close to the shop." The elder repeated.

The younger analyzed his surroundings, trying to find lateral marks onto which he could base himself for directions. He recognised the convenience store they were headed to on the other side of the road. Without further notice, he crossed the street, a perplexed Jimin trying to follow as close as he could behind.

They entered the shop, with the sound of a tinkling bell greeting them. An old lady was seated behind a counter, apparently reading a newspaper. None of them paid heed to her as Taehyung grabbed a small basket and off they were to get food.

A few other customers - mainly middle-aged women - adorned the aisles. The boys strolled around, with Taehyung grabbing a few articles and Jimin taunting him about their sugar content.

Internally, the younger was screaming. His throat tightened, making it hard to breathe and his palms were repeatedly sweating. His best friend wasn't noticing his discombobulated behaviour as he went about ranting and complaining.

"Do you think I should dye my hair? I'm tired of the boring black colour. Maybe I should go for a-"

"I have a crush."

"Dark blue colour or maybe a candyfloss pink, wait what!?"

Jimin choked. Literally. Of all the things Taehyung had ever confessed, this was the least expected one. Soon enough however, the elder regained his composure and had his brain fidgeting in all directions. A weird knowing facial expression was quick to establish itself, scaring the hell out of the taller male.

"I knew it!" The elder exclaimed, a bit too loudly.

If Taehyung wasn't scared earlier, now he was. Was he that obvious?

"W-what? H-how?" The younger stammered.

"You're so obvious Tae! The way you look and act in regards of Yoongi, I should have guessed it! You guys have this chemistry that transcends simple friendship."

It was Taehyung's turn to choke. Yoongi? Now this was a surprise entailed.

"Yoongi Hyung? No! He's not my crush!"

They stared at each other intensely, both of them confused to the core. They didn't know how to react anymore. Jimin's brain was sparking with multiple other possibilities but he couldn't connect any dots. He saw no one aside Min Yoongi who could categorise as his buddy's crush. He tried to think of girls though his mind had immediately labelled Taehyung as being a twink even though the latter had never divulged his sexual orientation. It was too obvious to be missed.

"Then who?" The shorter boy queried.

It was a decisive moment for the younger. Despite having rehearsed that instance in his mind, there was no way he could truly predict his friend's reaction. He decided to quit the suspense and spat out bluntly the name of the person who made his heart throb against his ribcage. Whatever had to happen, was going to.

"Jeon Jungkook." 

The other chap's face was blank. He clearly was processing the newly received piece of information. He stayed quiet for a while; making Taehyung wonder whether or not he had heard him.

"The Jeon Jungkook? The infamous fuckboy? That very straight Jeon fucking Jungkook who was just hanging outside the school with his heavy smoker friend? You're kidding me Taehyung!? Right!?" He spoke at last.

"No. I'm serious. I have a crush on Jungkook."

Despite him having repeated it, his friend wasn't having it. It sort of hurt, but the reaction was highly expected. He was the innocent Kim Taehyung after all.

"Right. And Donald Trump is my sugar daddy!" The shorter exclaimed.

The refusal to believe his best friend was something; mocking him was another. Jimin had crossed the line, making Taehyung roll his eyes and walk ahead; clearly pissed and faintly hurt. That situation was a proof that nobody's reaction could be lucidly predicted, specially concerning sensitive matters. 

At last, Jimin ended up realising that his best friend wasn't kidding a single bit, all thanks to the latter's brutal reaction as he harshly grabbed a box of honey cereals and threw it among the other snacks in the basket. The elder ran after the other, throwing his arm around the aforementioned boy's shoulders once he reached his level.

"I'm sorry TaeTae! It's just that I wasn't expecting it. I mean, I'm not saying that I don't support you whatsoever but... I mean... Jungkook is probably straight and I don't want you to end up heartbroken..." His voice was soft as he spoke wise words to his younger friend. He genuinely cared and didn't want Taehyung to end up bullied once again just because of an ephemeral infatuation. The lad had been through a lot of shits already and a one-sided love definitely wasn't something he needed. 

Taehyung understood what his friend meant perfectly. He leaned his head against Jimin's, their soft hair caressing each other. The nerd gulped harshly and mentally prepared himself for the bomb he was about to drop. He had already told half the truth, he could uncover the remaining while he was at it.

"Jungkook and I had sex at multiple instances in the past."

He spoke rapidly and he hoped his voice was incoherent. Nonetheless, the elder had heard it perfectly. Taehyung noticed how the latter froze on the spot, making his anxiety skyrocket. They stared at each other, shock written all over Jimin's face; making the younger look down shyly. He had said it. There was no going back. All he could do, was wait. Wait for a reaction in the hope that it wouldn't be a bad one.

When he eventually looked up, his friend had an eyebrow cocked. 

"Consent?" He asked.

Taehyung nodded. He watched as his friend's facial expression softened before he was pulled into a hug. For sure, he couldn't comprehend that reaction. The dweeb pulled away while he repeatedly blinked. They were in the middle of a store, hugging and indulging in important confessions. They were a weird pair.

"Aww, my little TaeTae isn't a ****** anymore. And guess what? That's okay! Now, will you please tell me all the spicy details!"

They resumed their shopping, with Taehyung narrating everything to his closest friend - from the first time to their most recent encounter. It felt nice to eventually be able to get a few things off. He didn't have to live with this burden anymore and knowing that his friend accepted him no matter what, sure accounted for a lot.

Jimin listened carefully while he tried figuring out what led to his best friend's feelings. He had a very bad image of Jungkook in his mind but he realised the Jungkook he thought he knew, had nothing to do with the one Taehyung was describing.

He cared for his best friend immensely and feared he was indeed getting trapped in a one-sided love. The younger had been hurt too much in the past and Jimin didn't want something similar to happen to him. He deserved to be cared for and appreciated for his true self. The shorter lad had well-founded doubts concerning Jeon Jungkook. He doubted his real intentions concerning Taehyung's body. Yet, he didn't voice his concerns aloud. Instead, he tried shifting the conversation to a lighter one, knowing that the younger was yet to figure out whether he truly liked the fuckboy or not.

They reached the fruit aisle and a terrible idea infiltrated the elder's mind as he dragged his young buddy closer to the bananas.

"Which one of them is closer to Jeon's **** size?" He asked playfully.

The other fellow shot him a burning glare as his cheeks turned crimson red. He wasn't going to discuss the absent male's private part's size in the middle of an aisle packed of people who were indubitably eavesdropping. He wasn't even planning to provide any narration of his intimate time with Jungkook. That was something which concerned only these two - nobody, not even his oldest and closest friend - had the right to know what happened within closed walls.

The younger dragged the other by the arm until they reached the queue to pay. Insecurity shot up through Taehyung's mind as the two waited for their turn.

"Jimin?" He whispered tenderly.

The other hummed as a reply, his attention on a chocolate bar whose contents he was analyzing.

"Are things the same between us now that you know that I am not.... Pure..."

The elder melted at the words. He cupped the other guy's cheeks softly and smiled warmly.

"Of course my little TaeTae. I love you the same and always will."

{A/N: Are Jimin's doubts truly and seriously well-founded? Is Jungkook really playing a double game with our cute little nerd? You guys are allowed to hate me for playing dirty mind games with you😂😂 I love you all so much, stay safe!}

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