Jungkook was walking through the crowded hallways, making his way to his locker. Yes, they were in boarding school but they still had lockers next to the classrooms and stuff. The loud chatter of students on a lively Wednesday morning rang in his ears and he could hear all the words pouring out of the students' mouths.

"The big dance is coming up."

"Ooh, I can't wait! Do you think anyone's gonna ask you out?"

"I hope so!"

Oh. That explains why everyone seemed so hyper. The dance was coming up. Their school held dances thrice a year and each time, students went crazy. It was a day where students were allowed to wear nice pretty clothes and dance the night away, and the food was usually great. People get really into it, by asking other people out through lavish proposals. It's rather cute.

Jungkook walked towards his locker and began slowly dialing in the numbers to unlock. While he did so, the door of the janitor closet opened and Jungkook saw as Yugyeom and Bambam walked out, cheeks pink.

They both were whispering to each other, but then Bambam realized Jungkook saw them, because he instantly jumped away from Yugyeom.

"I-I'll see you in class." Bambam said quickly and Yugyeom nodded.

"Um. Yeah." Yugyeom mumbled and they both awkwardly walked in separate ways.

Yugyeom looked up and saw Jungkook looking. They both held a look for a moment, but then Jungkook looked away.

He's so fucking stupid.

He would've gone all the way with Yugyeom last night, if he didn't let his mind get the best of him. He still remembers, or cringes rather, at the memory. He remembers the taste of stale wheat on his tongue and the warmth of alcohol brewing in his stomach.

He remembers the room being dark, with no lights on. He remembers Yugyeom taking Jungkook's shirt off and pulling his pants down in a haste. He remembers Yugyeom kissing down his neck and down his chest. He remembers panting, heavily, when Yugyeom began nipping at his inner thighs.

He remembers tipping his head back, letting stupid thoughts drown his senses. He remembers tightening his grip on the sheets underneath him, feeling Yugyeom's finger against his nipple and lips against his thigh. He remembers not completely being aware of his surroundings, or where he was, or who was on him.

He remembers grabbing onto Yugyeom's hair, closing his eyes, and whining out a loud Taehyung~.

He remembers Yugyeom sitting up, eyes furrowed in confusion and a little bit of disappointment. He remembers grabbing onto Yugyeom, spilling out apologies from his mouth.

He remembers Yugyeom smaching his hand away and getting off the bed, mumbling out incoherent curses as he put his shirt back on.

He also remembers how no one but him knows V's real name, yet Yugyeom still knew Jungkook moaned his name out loud.

Jungkook snapped out of his thoughts, not realizing he zoned off while staring at his lock. He quickly unlocked it and opened the locker, trying not to remember the rather embarrassing event.

Jungkook looked into his locker and gasped. There lay two roses, bright red. He felt his cheeks go just as red, a breathless giggle escaped his lips. He quickly took the two roses out and smelled them. Oh~ they smelled so pretty. Jungkook loved pretty things.

He noticed a little note along with the roses placed on his books- which made him wonder, who got these roses into his locker? There's only two people who know his locker combination apart from him.. Jimin and.. you can guess.

He picked up the note and turned it and saw the scribbled ink on it.

Jungkook felt his cheeks flush again and his fingertips held the note securely. He read over the note once, twice, thrice- and then his smile etched off his face.

He started thinking of all the guys who would leave roses in his locker, who would say he's 'kinda really cute'. Who would leave notes anonymously and not use their real name. Who would call him bunny.

Jungkook huffed and then grabbed the roses out of the locker and walked towards the food hall. He entered and big room and saw (thankfully) just Jimin and Taehyung sitting together around a table.

Jungkook rushed over to them.

"V!" Jungkook snapped and saw Taehyung look up at him, a little startled. "Why would you do this?"

Taehyung looked a little confused. Jungkook scoffed and waved the roses in front of him. "Leave roses in my locker? With a note? Calling me bunny? What, you think I'd swoon so easily and go to the dance with you or something?"

Taehyung blinked, his eyebrows furrowing. "I-I didn't send you any flowers." Taehyung mumbled and Jungkook huffed as all the other guys- Hoseok, Jin, Namjoon, and Yoongi- came and sat down beside them.

"Seriously, V, I'm not dumb. Who else would.. play this stupid prank?" Jungkook said, not saying the actual truth in front of the other guys.

"Not me." Taehyung mumbled, inwardly thinking but I should have. Jungkook blinked, tilting his head.

"Oh. Then-" Jungkook started and suddenly felt a hand on his back. Jungkook turned around and was met face to face with, well, a chest. He raised his head and his eyes widened a little.

"Oh! Chanyeol. Hi." Jungkook said quickly. Good Jesus he was tall, his hair slicked back a little. He wasn't just tall, he was handsome. Brooding, even. He was captain of the basketball team and was a grade above Jungkook. He was one of those guys, who just smirked at girls and had them on their knees.

"I see you got my roses." Chanyeol said, a smug smirk on his face. Jungkook's eyes widened a little and his lips fell apart.

"Y-your roses?" Jungkook squeaked and Chanyeol nodded.

"Yeah! Your friend Jimin helped me get into your locker. Sorry if it was a little creepy." Chanyeol said, smiling sheepishly. Jungkook giggled breathlessly and turned to Jimin, who was giving him a thumbs up.

"No! Not at all- i-it was sweet." Jungkook said and he could tell that his friends and people from other tables were all looking at him talking to one of the hottest guys from the grade above.

"So- I know this might be a little sudden. But, do you wanna go to the dance with me?" Chanyeol asked and Jungkook felt his cheeks turn bright pink.

"T-the dance?" Jungkook squeaked, barely coherent and saw Chanyeol snicker, his voice sending shivers down Jungkook's spine.

Jungkook felt thoughts cascade into his mind. He was just put on the spot.. what should he say? He doesn't really know Chanyeol, but he was indeed very handsome. What's the point of saying no? People would think he's crazy to reject Chanyeol- who doesn't want a tall handsome man taking you to a dance?

Another plus point was that Taehyung was sitting right next to him, probably heard the whole conversation. Yes Jungkook- this is your chance to finally move on. Or at least pretend you did.

"Yeah, okay!" Jungkook said and Chanyeol grinned. He then reached forward and planted a kiss on Jungkook's cheek, making him shyly look away, trying to repress his giggle.

"See you then. I'm sure you'll look really pretty." Chanyeol whispered. Jungkook just couldn't hold a squeaky giggle in and nodded, a big smile on his face, cheeks pink.

Chanyeol waved his fingers and went away- and then, Jungkook turned around, finally facing his friends. Jungkook squealed out in excitement, sitting down beside Jimin.

"Woah, dude, Chanyeol's fit as fuck. No homo- but dude." Namjoon said and the other boys laughed in agreement. Jimin tickled his side.

"You're welcome! I was kinda surprised when he came up to- and scared me because jesus fuck I'm short." Jimin said and Jin let out an aww and ruffled Jimin's hair.

"I'm surprised too! I had no clue he was into me!" Jungkook said and the boys snickered and continued talking about what just happened.

Taehyung's eyes were widened, staring at his cereal bowl.

What. The. FUCK.

He dropped his spoon into the bowl, making the milk splash up. He just had to watch a guy pick up Jungkook like it's nothing. Did he stay up every night for a whole week thinking about how fucking gorgeous Jungkook was???? NO!! Taehyung was angry, upset, and honestly felt like screaming.

"Jimin, can I talk to you for a sec?" Taehyung asked, voice barely coherent. Jimin looked at him and nodded, looking a little scared, to be honest. They both stood up and walked out of the food hall and the second they did, Jimin burst.

"Okay- don't punch me-"

"What's wrong with you?! Why-why would you willingly set my-my baby up with some random dude from the grade above?!" Taehyung exasperated, thankfully no one was around.

Jimin pursed his lips, cocking his eyebrow. "Okay firstly, he's not your baby. Secondly- I was doing you both a favour. Jungkook's been hung up on you long enough and it's not like you care anyway, so-"

"Jimin, I-I had everything planned out." Taehyung let out, his voice soft. Jimin let his anger go, seeing Taehyung look so.. weak.

"What?"

"I-I- I stayed up all night writing this." Taehyung mumbled and took out two papers from his notebook in his hand, handing it to Jimin. Jimin looked at the slightly crumpled papers, seeing it overflowing with words.

Words like love, and sorry, and most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and acceptance. Written fully across two pages, back to back. Jimin slowly looked up at Taehyung.

"You-you wrote this?" Jimin asked and Taehyung nodded, looking more woeful than angry.

"All of it. I wrote it many many times and kept crumbling papers and throwing it. I thought I-I'd go at lunch and put it in his locker or in his dorm and-and he-he'd see it and realize I'm not a bad guy. I'm-I'm not, Jimin- I-I just wanted him to-to-" Taehyung began and Jimin suddenly saw tears rising in his eyes.

V. The same guy who punched him across the face a month and a half ago for assuming he's gay- the same guy, was in the brink of a breakdown because of a boy.

"V- don't-don't cry." Jimin breathed out and then reached forward and wrapped his arms around his wide shoulders. Taehyung sniffled and felt a little sob escape his lips. He reached forward and hid his face in Jimin's hair.

"I-I want him so b-bad, Jimin- I just wa-wanted it to be perfect. B-but now he-he likes Chanyeol-" Taehyung cried, word barely coherent through his weighted words. Jimin tightened his grip around Taehyung.

"No- no, listen, V. I had no clue you feel so strongly about him. He-he needs to know about your feelings. I'm really sorry for setting him up with Chanyeol, but I thought you didn't care about him. He thinks that too- you two need to sit down and communicate." Jimin said and Taehyung pulled away from the hug, nodding, wiping his eyes quickly.

"Y-yeah. But- how. The dance is in two days and I doubt he'll want to talk to him." Taehyung sniffled, face puffy.

"Of course he will. If not, then I'll make him. Don't worry, V." Jimin said, squeezing Taehyung's arm. Taehyung nodded and then looked away from Jimin, looking a little embarrassed at the fact that he started crying.

"Also, for the record- I don't think you're a bad guy. Confused, yes, but not bad. I really hope you two end up together." Jimin said, feeling a little guilty on the inside for messing Taehyung's plan up.

"Yeah." Taehyung snickered, smiling a little. "Thanks, Chim. You're a good friend." Taehyung said and then stepped closer to him.

"And- just know that I'm always here for you too, okay?" Taehyung said in a hushed voice and Jimin was a little confused as to why Taehyung was suddenly closer, his voice lower.

"I mean, dude, if you're gay or whatever- you can tell me-"

"What?!" Jimin snapped and Taehyung's eyes widened at his outburst. "I'm not gay, dude- I mean, not that there's anything wrong with it- but why do you think I'm gay?"

Taehyung blinked, tilting his head. "Wait, really?" He asked and Jimin scoffed, placing his hand on his hips. "But- what about your crush on Yoongi?"

"I don't have a crush on Yoongi! Why'd you think that?!" Jimin exclaimed, genuinely looking petrified.

"You.. I don't know, actually. You always keep talking about how hot he is and get all flustered around him.. so I just assumed.." Taehyung mumbled and Jimin's cheeks reddened.

"I'm not gay, V. Yoongi's just.. hot. That's not my fault." Jimin mumbled. Taehyung giggled and reached forward and squished Jimin's face.

"Haha you're cute. Alright, I'm gonna head to class." Taehyung said. He then smacked Jimin's ass and walked away.

"I don't get flustered around Yoongi." Jimin muttered under his breath and then walked away, huffing adorably.