Penis charmer - 1
Taehyung's old "private" doctor retired and was replaced by a new hot Mr. Jeon Jeongguk who likes to make the young student a blushing stuttering mess.
He stares at the text, then back up to his roommate for a second, and then going back to the text.
When he received the notification at 8am, he didn't think too much about it - it is a normal thing for gay men to go for a check-up every now and then, to see if they can freely fuck around, or they have to turn into a brand-new celibate. Which Taehyung is not very fond of.
He tosses the phone to the side, rubbing his face to wake up before going to his first class and shouting at Jimin to make him the cup of boost he has to drown in every morning to function.
The shower is nice - quick and so damn cold because apparently Jimin was having one of his karaoke sessions earlier, but Taehyung doesn't complain as it only helps him to open his sleepy eyes. As the same routine goes, he gets a bit of shampoo in his left eye (he is trying to put finger on what it feels like to be blind) and leaves the bathroom crying.
Opening up his phone to find the notification reminding him to give a call to his doctor, he scrolls through his social medias, mindlessly liking the pictures his friends post (and maybe he stops to drool over Namjoon for a second too long). After infamously trying to get the skin tight jeans on and falling face first on the bed, he finally appears in the kitchen - Jimin waiting for him by the door, used to Taehyung's red eyes and still wet disheveled hair.
The shorter male sighs, patting his friend's hair to not stick to every direction possible and guiding him out of the apartment. 20 minutes walk from their shared flat, with one stop at the café in the same apartment complex and picking up Hoseok in equal state to Taehyung's by the grocery store down the street.
Taehyung
I should call doctor Choi.
Taehyung says more to himself than anyone else, taking his phone out.
Taehyung
I really need to get tested again.
Jimin frowns, biting the apple he has brought for 'lunch'.
Jimin
It is not like you've been sleeping around a lot.
Jimin
I doubt Yoongi has STDI or something.
Hoseok caughs beside him, smirking. The shorter male rolls his eyes before grinning.
Jimin
Wait, you should definitely get tested.
Jimin
Hoseok seems to be coming down with something and I know you two had some brojobs going on-
Before he can finish, both men slaps his head upside down.
Jimin
Hey! What was that for!?
The oldest one tugs Taehyung to his side, leaving pouting Jimin behind.
Taehyung doesn't pay much attention to his friends as he presses the call button, calling in to make an appointment for this week. Better now when he has time than later, when there are tons of assignments and his boss being a real jerk.
He waits for the nurse to pick up as usual, mentally composing himself because it is still does get him all awkward and blushing in his 22 years, but it never happens. Instead it goes straight to the voicemail.
Jimin asks, finally catching up with them.
They are close to uni and his first class is literally in 5 minutes, so he decides to shake his roommate off, typing away on his phone. It was good to ask for the nurse's number in case there is an emergency (not really, he just flirted a lot).
The classes go way too slow and by the time he is finished, sitting opposite of Jimin rambling about how Namjoon is wearing that cute sweater again, he doesn't have the energy to proceed informations. He is slowly eating his exhaustion away, the cheesecake Yoongi provided helping him to cope with the miserable weather outside as well.
There is a hand on his knee, constantly rubbing circles, and it doesn't make him more awake at all.
His head is heavy, and he is stifling a yawn as he leans into Yoongi's side who circles his arm around his shoulders.
As the tradition goes, Hoseok's scream is heard through the whole cafeteria, bouncing his way to them with too much enthusiasm.
Taehyung grumbles, burying his face into the side of Yoongi's neck who just chuckles, his hand never stopping with drawing different shapes on his skin.
Hoseok chirps, taking a seat next to Jimin who still hasn't stopped going on about Namjoon's outfit.
Hoseok
What's with the sour faces?
The duo opposite him groans before the black-haired one sitting next to him beams.
Yoongi
Look, I don't want you to be all grossed out by these lovebirds, so ignore them, okay?
Yoongi
I need to tell you-
It is easy when he is with Yoongi. The elder doesn't question him, never pushes him to anything, doesn't talk more than necessary. If he sees that the younger is struggling, he offers his shoulder or his bed to cuddle up. It feels safe to shut off everything because he knows the elder is here.
With Jimin and Hoseok it is a bit more complicated. Don't get him wrong, he loves them dearly, but they can be a pain in the àss. They are the gossip girls, always need to discuss everything and everyone. In constant buzz of their voices is hard to hop off of this world for a second - they'd engage him in the conversation even when he is unresponsive.
All in all, he- His thought are interrupted with the ping from his phone, a text message hopefully finally from his doctor.
Yoongi passes him the phone, subtly glancing at the lockscreen which is the four of them and smiles before going back to the conversation he started with Hoseok.
Taehyung's eyes quickly scans the message, his eyebrows greeting together halfway. Apparently, Jimin pays attention to him even though he doesn't say a word.
Taehyung
Doctor Choi retired?
He asks bewildered, reading the text once again.
Taehyung
I thought he is not that old?
Hoseok
Well, maybe he got tired of touching penises.
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