it would be a miracle for seokjin not to throw a huge tantrum in the time being.
"jeez, can you keep up?!" he was pushing the shopping cart with an excessive amount of force. "we don't have much time to shop!"
taehyung limped, trailing behind the elder. his ass felt as though it were flash-burned with acid.
"sorry," the blue-haired male muttered. "i've just been feeling sore lately."
thanks, jungkook.
"what happened to you, anyway?" seokjin responded.
"guess i just slept on the wrong side of the bed."
seokjin halted his shopping cart. he basked in the attention of beer and alcohol. his poised hand dropped multiple packs of beer and tequila in his shopping cart.
"taehyung, cross 'drinks' off the list."
the blue-haired male quickly followed seokjin's command to avoid any conflict. the sharp pain in his ass still bothered him, though.
but weirdly, taehyung liked it.
in spite of the fact that it took taehyung a whole night to come to terms with what happened in the froyo shop, there was not one trace of regret left in his mind.
he thought that was the best way one could ever lose their virginity.
so if one of the setbacks from that euphoric experience was simple soreness, then taehyung was more than willing to deal with it.
"look, if you don't hurry up i'm leaving you behind," seokjin affirmed. his quick feet and taehyung's slow pace didn't mesh well together.
the two gradually switched to the snacking aisle. taehyung fiddled with the chip bags before adding them to the shopping cart.
seokjin did a face palm. "really, tae? salt n' vinegar? who the fuck even likes that?"
taehyung ignored his comment. seokjin was always on edge before he hosted his annual parties, so taehyung didn't think much of it.
"namjoon's getting the rest." seokjin looked back at an aching taehyung. "let's go to self-checkout so we don't have to pay for anything."
taehyung snickered at the elder. only seokjin, the product child of two millionaires, would steal cheap snacks from the market.
they made their way to the check-out line. as they patiently waited, seokjin decided to inaugurate a conversation.
"what happened to your ass again?"
"i already told you. i slept in a bad position so now it really hurts," taehyung blankly lied.
"that makes sense," seokjin accepted. "for a second there i almost thought you had some bomb ass dick."
taehyung went quiet.
seokjin turned confused at his lack of responses. "um, for a second there i almost thought you had some bomb ass dick?" he repeated.
taehyung kept his mouth shut.
seokjin gasped. "don't tell me..."
"hyung, no—"
seokjin's scream grew on its own accord as he felt nothing but impish amazement. he bounded on his flexing feet and rubbed his
hands together. this was all surreal to him.
"was it with jungkook?!"
taehyung found interest in everything but seokjin's question. he began to pick his nails.
"you didn't deny it!" the elder squealed. "i'm so happy. it's about time you move onto that level."
"eh, well." a grin was itching to appear on taehyung's face. he didn't want to give any hints away, but what seokjin assumed was what he left it at.
"so that's why your ass is so sore..."
the store clerk then convoked the two to self-checkout. they used their phony method to "pay" for their items, immediately rushing out the store with grocery bags. they had to be quick before the clerk caught sight of them.
"woah. i'm surprised we actually made it," taehyung admitted. he was used to sticking to the default mode all his life so he never had the opportunity to commit rebellious acts. this was pretty refreshing for him.
"who cares about that? you finally had sex!" seokjin exclaimed. he couldn't get over it. "so, how long have you and jungkook been dating?"
and that's when things got awkward.
taehyung started stammering on his words. "h-he actually hasn't asked me out yet."
seokjin thought of that as a bit weird, but he didn't want to make it obvious. "he's probably just waiting for the right moment. you're different to him, anyway."
"sure."
soon after, taehyung led the elder to his car. seokjin's bodyguard, gunther, was situated in the driver's seat. he was ready to drive home.
"thanks for helping me shop," seokjin spoke. his face lit with gratitude towards the younger. "you wanna drive home with us?"
taehyung shook his hand in a demeaning manner. "i'm just gonna jog. i'm trying to burn some calories, anyway."
he thanked the elder for his offer and waltzed down the sidewalk. the breeze moved his hair by tousling it into buoyant waves.
driving home with seokjin was the more reasonable choice, but taehyung just needed a break from his blabbering. as much as he loved the elder, he could never stopped running his mouth.
the soft susurration of leaves overhead was as good as the relaxing breeze. hot or cold, the weather never failed to calm him.
i should call jimin.
taehyung clicked on his contact, but was taken aback by the immediate sound of his voicemail. jimin always picked up the phone.
moments like this caused taehyung to worry because he always assumed the worst.
"let me text him," he murmured to himself.
—
taehyung:
dumbass
taehyung:
YOOOO
taehyung:
where r u :(
jimin:
yes
taehyung:
jeez i was worried
taehyung:
are u good?
jimin:
yeah
jimin:
i gotta go
taehyung:
your shift ended three hours ago
taehyung:
we have each other's schedules memorized
taehyung:
r u lying to me ?
jimin:
no
taehyung:
look
taehyung:
could you stop dry texting n just tell me
what i did wrong?
jimin:
ugh
jimin:
i'm just worried
taehyung:
about?
jimin:
abt u
jimin:
ur just sitting here letting some dude
fucking sexually harass & torment u
yet u won't tell jungkook
jimin:
u expect me to stay calm over that?
taehyung:
you don't understand
jimin:
i know i don't
jimin:
that's what makes it so fucking
frustrating.
jimin:
dokyeom has pictures of you in
the fucking shower, he took pictures
of you without your consent, & he
assaulted u? are u fucking kidding
taehyung:
i'm sorry
jimin:
don't apologize at all. i'm just
so fucking fed up with this
jimin:
knowing dokyeom is walking free
after doing all that shit to you makes
me explode. this is bullshit
taehyung:
i tried telling jungkook a week ago but
i got nervous. i'm really trying my best
jimin:
i know u are, it's just
jimin:
nvm
taehyung:
it's just what?
jimin:
i've gotta go
jimin:
i might distance myself for a
bit because this shit is rlly starting
to get to my head
jimin:
i'll catch you later
taehyung:
jimin
taehyung:
:(
taehyung:
please
read 5:12 p.m.
—
the cascading stress invading taehyung was now triggered to the max. from the sudden shift in his mood, one could tell his day was already ruined.
jimin had always been the comforting one. he had the best alternatives to brighten taehyung's mood and was the most optimistic person taehyung ever interacted with.
so if jimin didn't have a solution for a situation like this, something was definitely wrong.
i need to tell jungkook.
i can't keep letting dokyeom do this to me.
those thread of messages was the advancement taehyung needed to lastly speak up. dokyeom and jungkook were also not on speaking terms due to their brawl, meaning the situation was easier to address.
as he neared home, his mind became clouded. he knew jungkook would fully believe him, but the thought of what would occur afterwards could not help but overpower him.
"i'm too scared to go to court," taehyung whined to himself.
his body movement increased in trembling as he stood in front of the house door. he didn't plan on rehearsing anything; the best choice was to spill all his emotions to jungkook while he was in the moment.
he inserted the key in its slot and opened the door. the house striked him as empty before he heard roaring laughs in the living-room area.
"huh?"
he roamed to the other room, curious of what was going on there.
oh.
jungkook and dokyeom were playing video games, laughing up a storm at the women in the digital strip club. they were playfully hitting each other with throw pillows.
taehyung spotted the stray popcorn pieces on the ground. it appeared that the two were having loads of amusement.
so much for not being on good terms...
taehyung positioned himself behind the ravenette, anxiously waiting to be noticed. it was after a few seconds that the younger finally noticed him.
"hey, babe!" he threw his headset on the ground and pulled taehyung to his lap.
dokyeom almost inaudibly hissed.
"you look really cute today," jungkook pointed out. his eyes were on taehyung's jeans.
taehyung could have almost exploded from his abrupt compliment. "thank you."
jungkook powered off his gaming console, placing all of his attention on the blue-haired male. it was difficult having taehyung as his weakness, but he managed it well.
dokyeom rolled his eyes. "why'd you turn off the damn console?"
"shut up, i'm talking to taehyung." jungkook elbowed him with a mediocre amount of force.
the ravenette brought his attentiveness back to the blue-haired male. "so how was your day?"
taehyung diverted his eyesight to the ground.
i'm sure talking about it could wait another day, right?
he brought their bodies closer together. "everything is fine, baby."