note: i'm listening to "save" by tyler joseph as i write this shit 

this song is a masterpiece

*turns up the volume just before tyler screams and i scream along*

*mum comes to my room* OKAY WTF

*doesn't give a damn and still jams to tyler*

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jungkook's pov

it's been a week since everything that's happened. jimin and i are now officially together.

taehyung and yoongi, on the other hand, stopped talking. taehyung wouldn't tell anyone why, but i eventually managed to get the truth out of him. taehyung talked about the message jimin sent to yoongi, the one where jimin's thanking yoongi for going out with taehyung because if yoongi hadn't, jimin wouldn't have reconciled with me.

in response to this, i confronted jimin about the text, yet he refused to admit he sent it himself, thus resulting to both jimin and i fighting for the phone.

and there it was;

jimin:
thank you for everything. had you not agreed to go on a date with taehyung, i wouldn't have reconciled with jungkook. thank you.

"i didn't do this..." jimin said, refusing to look me in the eyes.

"then how do you explain why it came from your phone?" i asked, raising an eyebrow at him, putting down his phone on his bedside table so i could put my hands on both sides of my waist, trying my best to intimidate him.

"alright, fine! i did it! but yoongi wanted to go with taehyung! i swear it!"

damn, he's so fucking cute when he's stressed. he's even looking better than when he's not stressed. okay, shit. this is not the time to swoon over him.

i'm a shitty best friend.

"then why does it sound like you forced yoongi to go out with taehyung?"

jimin looked at me, offended and it took my everything not to pretend it didn't hurt me to see him that way. i had to take taehyung's side on this one. after all, no matter how much i love jimin, taehyung's still like the brother i never had and he's always been.

"i didn't force him..." jimin sighed and sat on the edge of his own bed. "...okay, well, i kind of did. but i only had to do it because he wouldn't admit his own feelings for taehyung. we all know how he hates showing his emotions as if they make him vulnerable."

"i still don't get it," i said, causing jimin to laugh half-heartedly.

"yoongi cares about you, jungkook. he cares about you because he knows how much you mean to taehyung. he wanted me to talk to you. and in his words, "you gotta stop being such a little bitch and be grateful instead that there's someone actually stupid enough to be in love with you," and that's exactly what i did. i realized i was lucky to have you beside me. but... i told yoongi i wouldn't do anything unless he agreed to go out with taehyung."

"so you only did all that to get taehyung and yoongi together?"

jimin's eyes widened and his jaw dropped in horror as he realized what he had just implied.

"no! no, jungkook! i love you! that's not what i meant..." he hurried to explain, keeping me in a tight embrace. "...really, it was just a stupid text. i feel horrible that my mistake made taehyung act this way towards yoongi. i'll apologize to both of them and explain to taehyung that yoongi truly loves him."

and now i'm at taehyung's place, explaining all this to him as he sits on his bay window, looking outside the streets, snuggling with a huge ass blanket and his stuffed toys he usually sleeps with. and i, on the other hand, am standing, leaning on the wall close to the window.

right now, i'm not really sure if taehyung's watching the people rushing to get to their works or schools on time or is it the rain that makes these people's day worse that amuses taehyung?

even so, i come to him and give him a cup of hot chocolate, his favourite. he declines but i still force it on him.

he chuckles and finally gives up, but his smile immediately turns into a frown.

"jimin did talk to me," he says, then takes a sip of his hot choco. it's still hot so he curses when his tongue gets burned.

"you should blow on it first," i say, expecting him to respond with the usual, "i get it, mom" since i'm the naggy one in this friendship, but he doesn't.

"aren't you going to ask me if i believe him or not?" he asks instead.

"iㅡ" i start, but he looks at me with an expression i can't decipher, so i think better of it.

"it doesn't matter," i say, causing him to furrow his eyebrows in confusion. "it doesn't matter whether you believe jimin or not. what matters is yoongi."

his eyes widen for a few seconds, before he returns his gaze back to the window, as if this whole conversation doesn't concern him the least bit.

"what about him?"

"you know him more than anyone else, tae. do you really think he'd play you like that? you even went out with him. you should know if the things he did were done out of force or if he really meant them."

he doesn't say anything.

"tae?"

"i just need to be alone."

i sigh and stand up.

"if you think i'm going to leave my best friend while he's going through a shitty crisis, you're terribly mistaken, sire," i say and sit down right next to him. for a second, i see a small smile tug on his lips, but he tries his best to hide it.

i grab one of the stuffed toys next to him and he doesn't complain. this one's totoro, given to him by yoongi before he took taehyung home after the infamous date. taehyung told me yoongi's incredible with the plushie machines and in result, they took home tons of plushies which are now snuggling with taehyung while he's thinking of no other than yoongi.

i try my hardest to sound like yoongi as i voice totoro and put him right in taehyung's face. "why don't you talk to me, taehyungie? don't you miss me?"

"i don't," he responds, but unable to remove the smile from his face this time.

"oh, really? don't you miss my gummy smile when you say something really stupid that it actually makes me smile and you know that says a lot because i'm the type of person who hates smiling in front of others unless something really fucked up happens?"

"stop," he chuckles and finally looks at me. "stop it, jungkook. this is ridiculous."

"don't ignore me when i'm talking to you, you little shit." i cover my face with totoro. this time, i laugh and he does too.

"don't mind this dumb fuck of a best friend you have." he laughs even harder at this and finally acknowledges yoongi the totoro.

"hey, even though he's a dumb fuck, he's my dumb fuck." he sips his hot choco in triumph.

"oh, that's okay," i let yoongi the totoro continue. "i'm still your daddy anyway."

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LOOK AT HIM

isn't he the most precious existence on earth