park jimin @ j.imin • 46s
in a bad mood today. don't blame me if i punch u in the face if u try to talk to me bc i alr warned u.

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with a click, taehyung switched off his phone after reading his boyfriend's recent tweet. stuffing his phone into his jean pocket, he raised his hands to get permission to go to the washroom.

knowing mr kim wouldn't believe him so easily as his trust was constantly being broken by students who simply wanted to skip his boring lessons, taehyung made use of his acting skills.

"ah...mr kim, may i go to the toilet please? my stomach really hurts." taehyung asked desperately as he scrunched up his face and clutched his stomach as believably as he could.

you would think mr kim would know it was a trick by now but being the naive teacher that he was, he worriedly gave his approval.

upon existing the classroom, taehyung dropped his act immediately and dashed to the stairs which led to the rooftop he knew jimin would be at. he would always go there whenever he was feeling down and wanted to avoid the nosy, noisy students.

he ran up the stairs two steps at a time, hoping to make his boyfriend feel better as soon as he could. he really couldn't stand seeing his beloved baby suffer.

jimin sat on the floor near the railings, arms hugging his legs as he stared down at the scenery which could be seen from the edge of the rooftop.

upon hearing the rooftop door open and footsteps approach him, jimin grumbled a "fuck off" without even bothering to turn around. he really wasn't in the mood to be friendly to people.

as he heard the footsteps getting louder, he felt himself getting more annoyed than he already was. he couldn't understand which part of "fuck off" that person did not get and why they wouldn't just leave him alone.

"i said fuck off. i really don't want to talk to anyone right now and i won't hesitate to punch you in the fa—"

"can you really bear to punch this beautiful face?" taehyung joked lightly, interrupting jimin's angry speech. he knew his boyfriend was all empty talk anyway. jimin had enough muscles and strength to land someone in the hospital but taehyung knew he was too kind to do that. he would never hurt anyone unless that person hurt someone he cared about.

"tae?" jimin's watery eyes widened as he turned towards the direction his favourite voice was coming from, face finally relaxing after minutes of glaring at a innocent tree which unluckily happened to be in his line of sight.

"baby..." taehyung muttered sadly at the sight of his precious mochi in tears. he hurried over to him, sitting down crossed-legged facing him and wrapping him in a tight hug.

"what happened?" taehyung asked worriedly, hesitantly releasing jimin to wipe off the tears of frustration pitifully streaming down his face with a thumb, although he made sure one hand was still comfortingly around him.

"i just...i'm so pissed." jimin admitted quietly, leaning the side of his head on the comfortable chest of his boyfriend.

hands running through jimin's brown hair, taehyung patiently waited for him to elaborate. he would wait for as long as it takes until jimin was ready to speak.

"don't worry, tae. i'll be okay in awhile. it's just that today hasn't really been a good day." the brown haired boy said after awhile, not wanting to let his boyfriend worry.

"want to talk about it?" taehyung opened his legs and scooted closer to the shorter boy so that his legs were around his small frame. as jimin snuggled closer to him, taehyung planted a kiss on his head before resting his own head on it.

"you know the choreography i worked on for a long time?" jimin started.

"mm, yeah, you worked really hard on it." taehyung answered, remembering how jimin stayed up almost every night to perfect his choreography and how it took a really long time before he was finally satisfied with it.

"well, i think ji eun saw me while i was practicing. she performed it during her turn, and i totally freaked out and didn't know what to do when it was my turn to showcase my dance."

"are you serious? did you tell your coach?" taehyung furrowed his eyebrows angrily, unable to believe someone had dared to do that to his precious koala.

"he didn't believe me..." jimin trailed off indignantly, fidgeting with his fingers.

"let's go." making up his mind, taehyung pulled his dejected boyfriend up with both arms.

"go where?"

"to find your coach. perform your dance in front of him, i'm sure he can tell the difference between the original and the fake." taehyung announced firmly, already dragging a hesitant jimin down the stairs.

"really? you think so?" just as they reached the entrance of the dance room, he planted his feet on the ground unsurely, stubbornly stopping taehyung from leading him in.

"jimin, baby, look at me," taehyung demanded, lifting jimin's chin up with two fingers, "i know you'll do great."

planting a quick but assuring kiss on jimin's lips, taehyung ushered him in with an encouraging smile accompanied with a "hwaiting" gesture.

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came up w this while i was pissed so at least it wasn't for nothing lmao