This one's kinda sucky but oh well. :)
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Jungkook's second year of high school was boring. Lessons were so jam packed with learning and projects that there was no time for socializing.
He didn't mind it all that much personally. He never really spoke anyways. He just missed listening to people's conversations and watching others as they went about being themselves.
The lunch bell rang and all the students around him got up.
He stayed in his seat, staring at his pencil in his hand.
Slowly, a good four minutes after everyone else left, he got up and collected his things.
He had no motivation anymore.
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Instead of eating, Jungkook went to the roof and sat down, just feeling the breeze of a windy day.
He was alone for a while, then the door opened behind him.
He looked over his shoulder, seeing a male student close the door. He had two brown, paper bags in his hand and a phone in the other...Jungkook's phone.
"Hey, is your name Jeon Jungkook?"
"Uh...yeah," the second year stood up and walked over to the (now obviously) shorter male.
"I found this in the hall. Cool case, by the way. Came in handy too," the boy held his phone out to him.
"Thanks..."
"Jimin," the now named boy smiled and urged for Jungkook to take the phone back, "Park Jimin."
"Thanks Jimin," Jungkook took his phone, staring at the customized case that had his name on it in a pretty font.
"You're welcome dongsaeng," he laughed a bit.
"Dongsaeng?" Jungkook questioned, "There's no way you're older, twerp."
"Hey! I'm a fourth year! Show some respect!" Jimin pouted, but it was still assertive.
Jungkook's eyes widened and he took a half step back, "Oh...sorry, then Jimin-ah."
"Call me hyung. You seem kind of cool," the shorter went back to his cheerful tone, "Anyways, what are you doing up here? Some girl said you come up here everyday and don't eat, so I bought you a lunch."
"You shouldn't have-" The younger was cut off as Jimin forced one of the paper bags into his free hand.
"Nonsense! Food is a building block of life and you need it," he smiled and passed the younger, going to take a seat where Jungkook used to be.
Jungkook followed, moving his big bulky bag out of the way.
Jimin smiled at him and sat down, immediately pulling food out of his own paper bag.
Jungkook watched for a bit as the shorter male took a bite of a sandwich then looked up to the sky, "Sit Kookie, lunch is almost over."
Jungkook was a bit shocked at the nickname. No one had ever given him one besides freak.
"Sorry, Jimin-ah, but I can't eat," the younger crouched down and held the bag out towards the older.
"What?" Jimin's eyes lost light, "But...but why not? Are you missing teeth?"
Jungkook slightly smiled at that and shook his head, "No I just...can't. I'm sorry, you wasted your money."
"No," Jimin took the bag and pat the ground, motioning for him to sit, "I'll just give it to Ho Seok when I get home. That's my hyung, by the way. Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"I have an older brother named Tae Hyung," Jungkook nodded, "he's the same age as you, but he's not finishing high school. He's in Seoul with our friend Nam Joon. They're trainees at a music company."
"Which one?" Jimin asked.
"Big Hit Entertainment. I wanted to go too...and they accepted me as a trainee, but we didn't have enough money to send both me and hyung, so I let him go."
"I already know all this Jungkook. And I know that Tae isn't your biological brother. I'm his best friend, but I guess he never told you about me."
Jungkook looked to his lap and turned a dark crimson color, "I'm sorry...I never listened to hyung. He was always so weird I never knew what was real and what he made up."
Jimin laughed at that and nudged the younger, "Ain't that the truth."
It went silent between the two of them after that as Jimin finished his lunch.
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Just before it was time for the bell to ring, Jungkook stood up and grabbed his bag, dusting off his pants so that the teachers wouldn't know he visited the rooftop.
"Wait, Kookie!" the elder pouted and copied the younger's actions, "I'll walk with you."
Jungkook stood still, patiently waiting for Jimin to collect himself and his belongings.
Soon, the elder was at his side, linking their arms as he led the younger back inside.
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That's so strange- one person said.
Those two? How?- said another.
"Kookie," Jimin's voice grabbed the latter's attention and he looked down to his elder, "I think they got the wrong idea about us."
"Maybe if you didn't hold my hand like that," Jungkook mumbled once Jimin looked to the ground.
"What?"
"Nothing," the latter stopped and unlaced their fingers, "This is my class, thanks for walking with me."
"No problem," Jimin cheerfully said, as if everything people said before meant nothing now, "Anything for TaeTae's dongsaeng."
The black haired male slightly smiled and gave a little nod before he stepped into the classroom behind him.
Jimin sighed, shoulders relaxing as he let himself calm down.
You move too fast, silly he scolded himself.
Although Jungkook didn't know him, he knew everything about Jungkook. Tae Hyung barely ever talked about anything else and Jimin liked what he was told.
He'd seen Jungkook around school and one time at his and Tae's house when the youngest was asleep.
That was the night Jungkook was sick though, so he never knew Park was in the house.
"Jimin, we just have a minute to get to class," a friend of his warned him.
"Oh, okay," Jimin gave his usual smile and hurried down the now emptying hallway.
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After class, Jimin rushed to Jungkook's classroom. He waited outside the door for the younger, but Jungkook didn't come out of the room with any other students.
Curiously, Jimin peeked around the doorframe, his eyes widening at what he saw.
Jungkook sat at a desk in the middle of the classroom and the teacher sat on the desk in front of him, unbuttoning her blouse.
Jimin covered his mouth and threw his back against the wall, facing the row of lockers across the hallway.
The hall was empty and things were quiet, so it was really easy to hear the screech of desks and chairs across the floor in the room behind him.
What the hell is happening here? Why would that teacher...well besides the fact that Jungkook is...no shut up Jimin, God!
"Hyung?" Jungkook's voice made him look to the right, eyes meeting the younger's.
"I...I was waiting for you to..to-"
"Yeah," Jungkook nodded, looking back into the room, "She doesn't know how to take a hint, Jimin. She's nothing to worry about."
"Oh...um...okay."
"So, let's just go," Jungkook started walking down the hallway towards the exit.
Jimin followed, peering back into the room to see the teacher crouched in the floor, picking up papers.
"Jungkook," Jimin caught up to the younger, walking beside him, "Why don't you report her?"
"She needs her job," the younger simply said, "Her daughter has asthma so she has to spend a little more than a regular teacher with a child. I like her daughter and her daughter likes me, so she just thinks I'd be a good step dad for Mayi."
"But...you're sixteen."
"Fifteen," Jungkook corrected him, "Which is why I seriously don't want to get involved with her."
"But...her daughter-"
"Is like a sister to me. An adorable little sister that I like to dress up as a princess."
Jimin smiled, an image of Jungkook playing with a little child coming to mind, "How did you meet her daughter?"
"I babysit her. I don't really need money for anything, so I work for free and Mayi enjoys my old swing set, anyway."
"Yeah," Jimin looked to the ground, "Uhh...can I...come over and...I just wanna look around Tae's room."
"Do you miss him already?" Jungkook chuckled.
"Of course! Don't you? It's boring and quiet without him," Jimin crossed his arms and pouted.
"You're adorable, hyung," Jungkook chuckled, "Eomma has to work late, so I guess it's okay for you stay for a bit."
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"Want anything to drink?" Jungkook asked as he made his way to the kitchen.
"Uh...water'd be good," Jimin answered.
Jungkook opened the fridge and pulled out two bottled waters. He walked back to the living room and joined Jimin on the sofa.
"So, hyung told you he was adopted?" Jungkook asked bluntly.
"Basically, although...he didn't use the word adopted. He said he was taken in by a wonderful family with an adorable kid that he liked to call Kookie."
The younger dropped his head and smiled at that, his fingers playing with the water bottle between his legs.
"I'm guessing that's where the adorable part comes in," Jimin laughed in astonishment, "What is that smile and how do you do it? Will you teach me?"
"I can't teach you how to smile," Jungkook rolled his eyes then looked up at the older boy.
"But I wanna do that!" Jimin giggled, "Seriously, that's so~ cute!"
"Hyung, please stop," He leaned his head back and pouted.
"Ah, c'mon Jungkookie," Jimin reached over and pinched my cheek, "Lighten up. Take a compliment from your favorite hyung."
"Who said you were my favorite?" Kook furrowed his brow playfully.
"Ouch," he put his hand over his heart, "My only dongsaeng hates me."
"I don't hate you," Jung shook his head, a small smile making its appearance, "but you're not my favorite either."
"Argh," the older used a weird voice that sounded almost like Yoda, "You're so cute!"
"Hyung!"
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"Tae slept on the top bunk because I used to be afraid of heights," Koom sat down on his bed, the bottom bunk, while Jimin took a look around the room.
"Yeah, he mentioned that once. He said he was gonna take you to the bridge and make you look down."
Jimin laughed, but Jung's eyes widened as he stressed the words, "He did."
"Nuh uh," Jimin's jaw dropped, "So, are you still afraid?"
"Well, no...but I threw up on the bridge."
"Seriously?!" he shrieked, "Oh my gosh! I thought he was making all that up! If I didn't know you existed, I probably would've thought you were his imaginary friend or something."
"He had one for a while. When we were kids. He named him," Jungkook looked to the posters Tae Hyung left behind as he thought, "Jingle, I think."
"Jingle? What'd he look like?"
"Tae said he was really skinny, almost grossly skinny. He said Jingle could roll his stomach and you'd see his organs. And...he supposedly changed his hair color a lot. And he told me Jingle had a gummy smile, but it was comforting more than creepy or weird."
"Oh my god, that's Yoon Gi hyung!" Jimin jumped up and down in excitement.
"Who?"
"Me and Tae Hyung's friend! He used to be my boyfriend, but now we just talk every now and then. But that doesn't matter; I miss that hyung so much."
"He's real?" Jungkook raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, he's real," Jimin laughed, "He's the best. He's so sweet and he's lazy when he wants to be, but that smile you were talking about makes him who he is. It's like your bunny smile, Jungkookie."
"Bunny smile?"
"Yeah, you look like a bunny when you smile. It's cute."
Jungkook blushed and dropped his head, "Jeez...thanks, I guess."
"Hm," he happily hummed, "No problem, Kookie."
It went silent, then Jimin moved over to sit next to the younger, "So, how's it been without Tae around here?"
Kook searched his thoughts for the right word to use, then he sighed out, "Quiet."
Jimin smiled and nodded, "Yeah, he always brought happiness and noise. Just like my Ho Seok hyung. Maybe that's why they got along so well."
"What're you gonna do without my hyung? Aren't you two like, best friends?"
"Oh, shit I hadn't even thought about that. My weekends are gonna be so boring," Jimin chuckled, causing Kook to snicker, "I guess, I'll just hang around with you."
"Really now?"
"Mhm, you seem cool, so I don't see why not."
"What if I were against it?" Jung retaliated.
"I'd follow you around like a lost puppy until you acknowledged me, senpai," Jimin cutely said.
Jungkook threw his head to the side and sighed, "Aish, now that was cute."
"Nah," Jimin shook his head, "I have...too much sex appeal, to be cute."
Jungkook looked the older boy up and down, then shrugged, "No arguments."
"What?!" Jimin turned to him, a blush raging on his cheeks.
"Hm? Oh, nothing," the younger smirked.
"Jungkookie~!" Jimin whined, making the younger laugh.
"Now you're being the cute one."
"Hush up. I'll call Tae Hyungie and make him come kick your butt."
"Okay," Kook said sarcastically, "I'll stop then, cutie."
Jimin pouted, his cheeks puffing out, then he sighed and laid his head on Jungkook's shoulder.
"Tae Hyung said that I'd like you...I hate that he was right."