"you'll be fine taehyung, just take a painkiller for your head." the nurse said, dismissing the two boys after he had inspected the boy's head.

"thanks seulgi, see ya." taehyung thanked, hopping off the chair.

"bye seulgi." jeongguk added, before they began to walk out.

"see you soon, boys." she said with a fond smile as she shook her head at the two males.

yes, taehyung & jeongguk were on a first-name basis with the school nurse. why? well, let's just say they ended up here a lot whether it was tae or gguk who was hurt, sometimes even both of them.

"now what? do you have class?" jeongguk asked once they got into the hallway.

"yeah, a theory lesson." taehyung said with a look of disappointment.

"awh, is taetae sad?" jeongguk asked, teasingly.

taehyung shoved him lightly, "shut up~ you know i hate theory! why can't i just paint my shit instead of learning about other painter's life story? is that really too much to ask?"

"i get it tae, but hey, maybe one day you'll find an artist that actually intrests you... or maybe you'll learn about a new artist who you could get inspiration from?" jeongguk said, trying to make his best-frienemy see on the bright side of things.

"yeah i guess, but it's still boring as shit though. like, do they seriously think that ANYONE in that class wants to learn about mark rothko? his work is so not my style and he's literally just as boring as his paintings. how did he even get famous?! his work is just painting an uneven box of colour onto a canvas! a six year old could literally do that if you told them to for god's sake! i swear to god if we have another lesson on him imma-"

"taebear, you're rambling about your artist stuff again." jeongguk said as he pushed a lock of hair behind taehyung's ear.

taehyung's eyes widened for a second and he shook his head, "oh shit sorry."

"it's okay, i get that you're really passionate about this art thing but hey, maybe he had meaning behind his work?" jeongguk said. he'd seen the work before and, to be honest, he hoped it had some sort of hidden meaning because, if not, it was honestly concerning how the artist got recognition for drawing coloured rectangles.

"they must have some deep hidden message that i'm just not getting because there's no way he's famous for painting rectangles! i refuse to believe it."

sometimes jeongguk felt like taehyung was able to read his mind.

he chuckled and pushed tae into a neighbouring wall.

"i'll race you to your class." he said, before sprinting off down the hall

taehyung gasped and realised he was already at a disadvantage so he bolted after jeongguk in a hurry.

"OH MY GOD, NO FAIR, YOU STARTED WITHOUT ME!"

"TOO BAD, CRYBABY!"

~time skip~

it was later in the afternoon, classes were over for all seven boys and five of those seven were all gathered in jin and hoseok's dorm room as they'd said earlier.

"where the frick are taehyung and jeongguk?" jin said.

"no idea." said hoseok who was running around the dorm with a nerf gun.

"me either." said namjoon as he ducked down to avoid a bullet from hoseok before standing back up and shooting his nerf crossbow at him.

"i swear to god, you two are literal six year olds. you're actually having a nerf battle in a college dorm." yoongi said.

"let them have their fun yoonie," jimin said with a giggle while hoseok was shot in the head as namjoon did a battle cry, "i think it's funny."

yoongi looked at jimin, "well i guess it's alright then."

"oh so if jimin didn't like it you'd keep telling them to stop but since he finds it funny you're allowing it?" jin said, raising his eyebrows knowingly at yoongi.

"i- uh... just shut up seokjin." yoongi said, his ears turning slightly red.

"yah! how dare you disrespect your hyung like that!" jin protested.

jimin laughed at the interaction and yoongi swore he melted from the inside out as he saw jimin's eyes disappear and his little crooked tooth stick out.

jin coughed which caused yoongi to look up at him, only to see jin stifling a laugh as he caught yoongi, quite obviously, admiring the youngest boy in the room

yoongi shot him a glare and went back to his phone.

"ow!"

jin's head shot up at the sound of his boyfriend in pain.

he saw namjoon walking towards him with a sulky face.

"what is it joonie?"

"baby~ hoseok shot me in the eye!"

"awh that's okay, c'mere."

and so namjoon sat next to jin and then gripped his hips firmly, pulling him onto his lap.

"how can you act like a big baby and then just man-handle me right after? the duality is heavy." jin commented.

"namjoon~ i'm sorry!" hoseok said, secretly holding his nerf gun behind his back.

"oh that's okay ho- OW!"

he was head-shoted by hoseok who was currently running away as namjoon put jin back on the couch and picked up his crossbow to chase after hobi.

"hoseok i swear i will vapourise you!"

as these words were said, taehyung and jeongguk stumbled into the dorm.

"where the hell were you guys? and why is jeongguk's shirt ripped and tae is missing a shoe?" seokjin asked.

taehyung panted, "we were-"

"racing..." jeongguk continued, also out of breath.

"and i... didn't wanna lose so i-" taehyung bent over to try and catch his breath.

"so he grabbed me by the shirt... and it... ripped." gguk said, taking breaths in between phrases.

"and taehyung's shoe?" seokjin asked, already having enough of the story.

"it fell off while i was running... i need to... check the office cuz that shit is... gucci." taehyung answered while patting jeongguk's back.

jeongguk high-fived taehyung, "that was our sixth race today. we're hella in shape."

"true, that's our record." taehyung added.

"you know there's a problem when you're counting how many fucking competitions you have in a day." yoongi said.

"you shouldn't swear so much yoonie." jimin said, looking at yoongi.

"okay jiminie, i'll stop."

jeongguk coughed, "whipped culture!"

yoongi glared at him, "shut the fuck up jeon, we all know you're whipped for someone deep down."

"and who would that be?" jeongguk asked, half sarcastically and half actually wanting to know.

since when did i have a crush on anyone?

"i'll let you figure that out, one day." yoongi said, shrugging and looking back at his phone screen.

the rest of the night was spent playing mariokart, re-watching yuri on ice and having more nerf gun battle royals.

however, jeongguk who usually beat everyone at all these games was unusually losing a lot.

why?

well, he couldn't seem to get yoongi's words out of his head.

who am i whipped for?

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peace out xoxo,

nixy.