Jimin P.O.V.-
Tae wouldn't stop giggling and it annoyed me. We were staying over at his place, and he was glued to his phone the whole time.
I tapped his shoulder, "Taetae? Can we do something? I'm bored," I said, mostly just trying to get him off his phone and turn his attention to me.
"Hmm? Oh sure, hold on," he turned to me and smiled before turning back to his phone.
I sighed, biting my lip as I stared at the back of his head. Suddenly, he started laughing so hard, he fell backwards and I had to hold him up.
"I- you okay? What happened?" I said, curious.
Tae was still giggling while leaning back on my arms, the face of his phone was to his chest as he looked up at me. It made the butterflies in my stomach take off.
Damn he's cute.
"Nothing~" Taehyung said, sitting up and responding to whoever he was obviously texting.
I whined, earning his attention for a second. It shocked me to make that sound, but at least he payed attention to me. Finally.
"Yes? You okay?" I just nodded and pouted.
"Aww~ My poor baby," Tae giggles, pulling me into a hug, finally putting his phone down.
I smiled, hugging him back, "Who were you talking to?"
I heard him hesitate.
"Uh.. Jungkookie-" he said, and I could tell he was blushing without looking at him, making my smile disappear.
"Ah..," I pulled away from the hug and just nodded at him, my expression slightly annoyed, but covered with a half smile. I leaned back into the pillows on his bed. It was a small bed, so he was sitting between my spread out legs. I grabbed my phone.
He pouted, leaning back onto my chest as I was putting my phone in front of my face, trying to give him a taste of his own medicine.
I blushed, hoping he wouldn't hear my quick heartbeat.
It seemed he didn't, since he went back on his phone. I could see the screen because it was facing him and me. I had to peek, but the angle it was at, I only saw a little bit of it at the top.
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JJK: bae istg math is stupid as hell 😩
KTH: ik- but why do u say that-
JJK: becauseeeeeee it's ruining my life 😭
KTH: lol- do u need help?
JJK: you sure? don't wanna burden u and ur life ✨
KTH: mhm! 😊
JJK: damn cute smartass
KTH: cute? 😳
JJK: yeppppp and smart- perfect mix
KTH: hehe what do u need help with?
*typing*
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I scoffed silently, looking back at my blank screen.
He apparently heard and turned his phone off quickly, putting it against his chest as there was a semi-loud ping of his phone.
Taehyung ignored it and turned around, facing me. I was sitting up and he was between my legs, head on my chest as he was looking up. His arms resting on my thighs. I blushed at the look on his face and the position, looking away quickly and realizing I was staring.
"Okay, what's wrong?" He looked genuinely concerned, not noticing the blush. Or ignoring it.
I sighed, almost telling him that I wanted his attention. Wanted him to talk to me like that and not some other man. Wanted him to notice me. I rolled my eyes, not looking at him, "Nothing, I'm bored."
I said it so coldly it shocked me. I didn't see his reaction but I didn't want to. There was another ping. I half-expected him to turn back to the phone but he threw it on the other end of the bed, sitting up.
It was then that I looked at him, and Taehyung was staring back at me.
His hair was a mess of brown, falling in his soft and concerned eyes. Taehyung was sitting on his legs, making him taller than usual, his hands on his legs. His shirt was pulled down a little because of the way he was laying down, and it exposed his collar. He had a small frown on his face that didn't match his picture. I couldn't help but blush again.
"Hello? Seriously, want me to call Yoongi so you can spill?" He was still looking at me.
"I said it's nothing," I said simply. Taehyung sighed and nodded, knowing exactly how to push my buttons. It annoyed me but it also made my heart flutter that he cared.
He reached for his phone again, slowly, on purpose right in front of me. Knowing I was watching, he smirked at his phone and started texting again, but quicker.
Tae knows I'm needy, clingy, nosy. I knew what he was doing and looked away. I wasn't about to let him win this little unsaid game.
I saw Taehyung's eyes flick up to me quickly before looking down at his screen again and giggling. I could tell it was a forced giggle, and I know his phones not even on because the reflection on his face. Dark. But I decided to go with it to make him happy.
"Okay fine, I want to do something with you," I said, dramatically sighing while trying to hide my smile when he put his phone down immediately.
"Like what?" He stared at me with one of his smiles that resembled a box, and I couldn't hold back.
I pulled him in for a hug, "Don't know, any ideas?"
Taehyung hugged back like it was normal, leaning into it again while extending his legs between mine, making him lay down again.
"We could.. call Yoongi and Hobi-hyungs?"
"Tae, it's 1:30 AM, and I'm sure they're sleeping."
"Ah, right- we could share secrets?"
"You sound like a child"
"Sorry, sorry- hmm.. we could just lay like this then."
That suggestion made me smile. "That sounds nice," I said, and he nodded his head.
So we did exactly that.
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Jungkook P.O.V.-
I yawned. My smile already vanished as I stared at the screen in my lap.
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KTH: soo what do u need help with?
JJK: *insert screenshot of worksheet*
JJK: im stuck 🥲
KTH: oh that's ez ✨
JJK: WTF HOW? smartie 😭
*read*
JJK: hello?
JJK: you good?
KTH: nah, it's not that hard tho-
JJK: then can u come over and help me? 👀
*typing*
*typing stops*
JJK: hello?
JJK: u don't have to- i was kidding ☹️
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It's been 5 minutes.
I groan, leaning my head back and using my hands to wipe my face. I totally fucked up. I stared at my words and cringed. Why did I have to say that? It ruined my whole chance.
I closed my laptop, annoyed and upset with myself when my mom called me down for dinner.
I went downstairs with a straight face, sitting down. They both looked at me.
"What's up, honey? You okay?" Eomma asked, putting her fork down.
"Yeah it's just.." I wanted to lie, say homework troubles, but unlike a lot of people, my moms were- are- my best friends and they were looking at me all concerned so I sighed, "there's this guy.. I think I scared him off."
I looked away with a small amount of blush as Mom gasped.
"Aww, really?! Is he cute? How old? How long have you-" I heard Eomma hit her arm and Mom giggle. "Sorry hon, what's his name?"
I hesitated. "Kim Taehyung."
They both gushered and I felt my face get even more red.
"Okay, but I asked him to come over to help me with my homework, and he stopped typing. I think I said something wrong," I said, slightly hurt saying it out loud.
I was pouting without realizing when Mom reached over the table and booped my nose. I was always soft with them.
Eomma had short wavy thin hair that went up to her shoulders, almond eyes, very thick lips and a straight upturned nose. She was shorter than me by a little, but she was really pretty.
Mom on the other hand had long, straight dyed red hair with big eyes, a big nose, thin lips. She was about Eomma's height, and I was taller than both. They were opposites, but they were both beautiful, and even more so together.
"I'm sure everything will be fine. Maybe he was busy? You don't know what's happening on his side." She raised her eyebrows as her hand went over mine and I smiled a little.
"Right. Thank you, mom." She smiled back and kissed my hand.
"Okay okay enough boy problems, let's eat. I spent forever on this." Eomma said, making us laugh as we started eating.
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a/n:
kinda a fill in chapter but enjoy the taemin ✨
- me <3