taehyung locked his phone once he realized that jungkook wasn't going to respond back, he sighed. 'why is jungkook mad at me? i didn't do anything, or did i?' he wondered.
he paced around his room for awhile, unable to find answers to his questions.
taehyung; hey, do you know y kookie is mad @ me?
namjoon; no, and i honestly dont care
taehyung; duck u
taehyung; fuck* how the hell?
namjoon; lol ur a loser
taehyung; fuck u, ur the loser here
namjoon; when and where?
targeting locked his phone, disgusted by namjoons attitude, he then lied down on his eyes and thought of jungkook, he closed his eyes and smiled slyly. the thought of jungkook made taehyung smile. ((a/n; in what waYYYYyyyyyYy?..))
he thought sleeping would help him but little did he know that was the last thing he needed.
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a/n; you guys probably think im lying about the story update im not because i just started the goddamn storY
