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As Yoongi and Taehyung order their food, the night whisks away. The stars above shine more brighter and brighter, and the moon beams down on our tiny home we call Earth. The warm and homey restaurant called Jinnies Jam, served the two boys.

Little did both boys know that they were right for each other. Both lonely. Both seeking for someone to care. One has a lot of dreams. And one, well, one has very broken dreams.

Maybe they can mend each other, even if it means breaking themselves just a little.

y o o n g i

Grape soda. Of course he'd order that. Not that it was bad but... it made me smile. And anything that makes me smile, makes me cringe.

So, in conclusion, I'm 10/10 cringing right now.

"You work at a grocery store?" Taehyung asked.

"Yes I've already said that didn't I? A shitty one."

He smiled, and damn, it was cute, "It can't be all bad."

"It is. It's freezing and I have to stay till 22:00."

"That's not even late!" He semi yelled.

"Yes but I could have been sleeping," I mutter.

He chuckles quietly, and our drinks arrive. I had ordered Diet Coke, while this kid drank his grape soda.

Fucking grape soda.

The waitress smiled, as she sat down Taehyungs drink, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously.

"Mmm do you know what you want to eat?" She said, puffing her chest in a "sexy" manner.

"I, um, fries?" He said, questioningly.

The waitress giggled.

Ugh, females confuse me.

She turned to me hastily, tasing her eyebrows. I raised mine back, and she sighed annoyed, "what do you want?"

"I want a different waitress."

She shook her head, "Of course you would," she spat.

"Yeah? So can we have one?" I said motioning to me and Tae.

"Why do you even want a new one?" She asks, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Because you keep flirting with Mr. Good Looking over here, and if you do it one more time I'm going to puke in  all directions," I say pointing to Taehyung.

His cheeks flush from the unintentional compliment.

The waitress cheeks from embarrassment.

I grin wickedly, "so, and new waiter, or I'll grab Jin," I practically whisper.

Did I mention Jin owns this place? Well, his dad did but now he does, and he changed the name.

She shakes her head vigorously, stomping off. I smile to myself, and turn to Taehyung who still has red cheeks.

"Well, wasn't that fun?" I say, grinning wickedly. He just shrugs, patting his cheeks while smiling. "You look like a tomato."

He smirks and chuckles, "I thought I was a strawberry."

My cheeks flush. Ugh, why am I so cringy? I mean I don't mean to be but like, why does he remember these things?

"A fruits a fruit."

He gawks at me, "A tomato is a vegetable."

"It's a fucking fruit you idiot."

"No, it's a vegetable."

"No, you're just stupid. It's a fruit."

"Vegetable."

"Fruit."

"Vegeta~"

A loud bang comes from the end of the table causing both of our heads to snap in that direction. There, in all his glory, stood Jin. He had on a white apron with loads of mysterious stains, probably some that you couldn't see. His smile was practically shining, I mean, his teeth were perfect.

"Hello love birds!" He chimed.

My cheeks turned just a bit pink. Taehyung might be cute, but I would never like this kid.

Never.

Ever.

Too much goes on when you like people.

Taehyung giggled, smiling a little, "I wouldn't say love."

"I wouldn't say anything. I barely know you."

His smile faltered a little, Jin seemingly noticed, patting his back, "Don't be offended my precious baby! Yoongi is just an ass."

I gasped dramatically, "Huh! Jin! Language."

He shook his head violently, "I'm the only one allowed to scold. I can use profanity. You may not."

I grinned, "Fuck you."

Taehyung smiled at our useless little, "You guys are so cute."

I raised my eyebrows, and Jin just looked at Tae like he was some type of unknown species, "This kid is the devil!" He practically screamed.

"I think he's just struggling," Taehyung said, shrugging.

At this I just stared at him. Struggling? Me? These words were certainly a shock. Nobody ever seemed to pay close attention to see that. I thought I was good at masking my emotions.

Maybe I'm not....

Life hasn't always been bright. I've tried over and over to not think to much too much about it. And it works. I can't remember the last time I sat down and contemplated myself, question myself. I can't remember the last time I cried. It's like my head is just surrounded by darkness. And there's an overbearing silence in my head, it's so loud.

The silence consumes me.

And then it haunts me.

It controls me. It whispers to me to do things. And sometimes I can't help but listen to it.

Because it's been there when nobody else has. That's a scary thought.

Jin and Hoseok are the only ones who know of my past. They both have an understanding of it, and why I am the I am. They've both seen me do things to myself. Both have stopped me from doing things to myself.

They've been the only light I've had for years.

Maybe I'll get one more.

"Nah, I'm not struggling," I say, a bit on edge.

Jin just gives me a tight smile while Taehyung sighs.

Taehyung shifts in his seat, "So what are you doing later?"

"Freezing," I say groaning.

Jins face lights up.

s e o k j i n

I'm so smart. I'm literally the greatest genius ever. I'm like Cupid, but more handsome.

I stare at the two awkward human beings in front of me, one whom which has too many dreams, and not enough time to fulfill them, and one who doesn't have any, who has been broken too many times to have dreams.

My poor Yoongi. He's cracked in a lot of weird places, yet he has too many walls to see that he's cracked.

I lean on their table, telling them confidently, "Well, you see, Namjoon is stupid and broke mine and Yoongis heater so our apartment is freezing! And, I think we should totally have a big slumber party at Namjoons and Hobis apartment! It'll be fun!"

"What?" Yoongi asks dumbfounded.

"I'm invited?" Taehyung asks confused.

"Of course you're invited! And Yoon Yoon, you're coming to Hoseoks apartment and if you don't I'll call him go get you hisself."

Yoongi hisses, and sighs, before eventually mumbling, "Yes mom."

Taehyung flashes me a bright smile, "I'd like that hyung!"

I smile a clap my hands, "we're going to have so much fun!"

Tae laughs as Yoongi just sarcastically waves his hands in excitement. They're literally made for each other.

I whip out my phone and text Namjoon

Me: We're having guest over at your apartment , so don't break anything.

I set my phone down and sigh happily, maybe they'll both be happy.

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So Jin's pov.... it's a one time offer so you better be happy.

( ( Jin's my spirit animal) )