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taehyung was different, and his friends noticed.  the youngest would always distance himself from them, and they felt ignored. they didn't know what they did wrong, but jimin felt as if it was his fault.

taehyung had a slightly cruel plan, but he desperately needed cheering up. and he would never admit it, but he missed jimin.

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@_27.b_ way dose this acc hav so meny follers??

@jimpark so proud of you🥺

@bubblefae @jimpark how tf do you like this?!

@jimpark @bubblefae i'd answer this, but i don't feel like wasting my time writing a whole ass essay for you

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@v.ante hi, jiminah☺️

@jimpark hey vante! what's up?

@v.ante not much.. was just wondering

@jimpark wondering what?

@v.ante well i was just interested abt this taehyung person you mentioned.. are you guys still friends?

@jimpark yeah why, v?

@v.ante and you actually like him.. as a friend?

@jimpark well um.. idk😳 i'm a little confused with my feelings. he's been ignoring his friends and i and i feel like it's my fault :(

@v.ante it's not your fault! i promise. but why're you confused?

@jimpark well one minute i feel fine, and the other my heart is racing and it feels like it's about to burst out of my chest. and it's all because of him😭

@v.ante oh no what did he do?!

@jimpark that's the thing.. he did nothing! he could've simply pouted his cute lips and it would drive me insane

@v.ante damn that's intense. why do you like him?

@jimpark well at the beginning he just seemed so interesting to me, he still is ofc. and he's so cute🥺 i wanna squish his cheeks and kiss him and cuddle and tell him everything will be okay☹️

@v.ante do you feel bad for him?

@jimpark why would you ask that...?

@v.ante oh well you said you wanted to tell him everything will be okay! and i don't want you to like him bcs you feel you have to

@jimpark nonono that's not it! he genuinely makes me happy, especially seeing him happy. it brings hurt to my heart when i see him beat to pulp or upset. he makes me feel things i've never felt before. which is why i'm confused with my feelings.

@v.ante oh... uhm i mean i've never been in love with another human before, or even liked someone like that. but uhh maybe try talking to him? ask him out? i don't know..

@jimpark it's okay, v, i'm sure you'll find love someday! and ahh idk!! i don't think he likes men :((

@v.ante jimin... with you it doesn't matter if he's gay or not. /everyone/ falls for you.

@jimpark wow thanks for the encouragement😳 but i gtg now.. i'll text you later!

@v.ante oh okay, byee💕

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taehyung felt an aggressive tap on his shoulder. when he turned around he was met him a fuming namjoon.

"i'm sick of this, taehyung!" the older yelled, throwing his hands in the air. taehyung stood in shock. "why are you ignoring me?! ignoring us! what did we do?!"

taehyung tried to form words, but nothing came out.

"don't act dumb, kim taehyung! is someone bullying you and you won't say?! did someone threaten you?" namjoon asked, his voice laced with concern.

"n-no i-i i-i d-don't k-know." suddenly taehyung dropped to his knees, crying out loudly. he hated feeling so weak, but he couldn't help it. namjoon was yelling at him.

namjoon's eyes widened, and immediately he bent down to help the younger.

"i-i'm sorry for yelling! i just— it's frustrating. i miss you and i want to be there for you. i want to be someone you trust," namjoon said, rubbing the blonde's back.

"how can i trust you when our friendship is just a bet!" taehyung cried, wiping his nose with his sleeve.

"a b-bet?" namjoon whispered, more to himself. "who told you this?!" namjoon suddenly shouted.

"i-i don't k-know," taehyung sniffled, looking down at the floor.

"and you believe this?" namjoon asked in disbelief. "how could you! the least you could've done was confront me about it, not ignore me! how could you trust the people who hate you and who want to see you hurting over me, someone who loves and cares for you?" at this point, namjoon was crying too. he felt sick to his stomach.

"you hated me at the start! and your heart changed too fast. it just made sense to me..." taehyung answered, knowing that he messed up.

"stop bringing that up," namjoon spoke
weakly, deeply regretting what he did to the younger back then. "the truth is, it doesn't take long to know you enough to have a change in heart. i know i was a dick at the beginning. you don't understand how much i hate myself for saying those words that day. there isn't a second where i haven't forgotten. i don't deserve you as a friend, but i'm glad i have you. jinnie, jimin, and i all care about you. we want to help you. don't ever think that you're a burden to us. and please, i would do anything to earn your trust."

taehyung stared at namjoon for a few seconds, tears streaming down his face and snot dripping from his nose. he knew the older meant what he said. and god, he's never felt so stupid for believing those kids.

"i'm sorry," taehyung said, looking down at his hands. "and i forgive you. but please don't hate yourself, i know how much you've grown. as for trust, i've never seen anyone more genuine than you. i know that you'd never hurt me on purpose, i can see it in your face. i was just frustrated and i've been going through too much these days that i've lost myself. i know that isn't an excuse, but i hope you can forgive me too."

"thank you, tae. and please, don't apologize. i understand that for someone who goes through a lot on the daily, you'd have trust issues. but as for jin and jimin, you should go talk to them. they've been crying and whining for days," namjoon sighed, wiping his tears away before showing a small smile to taehyung.

taehyung missed that smile.

"o-ok, i'll get going then. see you later," taehyung waved a small goodbye, earning a frown from the latter.

"bye, tae. good luck."

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taehyung found seokjin in the library, airpods hanging from his ears as he had piles of books and notes around him. his glasses were sliding down the bridge of his nose, and he looked deep in thought. his tongue poked out of his mouth as he was writing vigorously with his glitter pens.

"hyungie," taehyung called gently, nervously.

seokjin's ears reddened after hearing the voice he missed. he looked up not expecting to see the younger, as he thought he just imagined it. seokjin gasped, his eyes glossing when their eyes met. taehyung walked closer, taking a seat across from him.

"hi," taehyung breathed, looking down as it hurt to see the elder.

"i-it's been w-weeks!" seokjin cried, jumping out of his seat to attack the younger with hugs.

"i'm sorry," it felt like deja vu. he didn't understand how much his choices would affect his friends until now.

"w-what happened? d-do you h-hate us?!" seokjin asked in panic, stepping back from taehyung incase that was the dilemma.

"no! of course not. it's just... complicated." taehyung admitted, bringing the older into an embrace.

"thank goodness you're back, you don't understand how worried and sad i was," seokjin exhaled deeply, rubbing taehyung's shoulder gently.

"i'm sorry. i promise i won't ever do that again." taehyung let go of the embrace, taking seokjin's hand.

"okay, i trust you," seokjin grinned, squeezing the younger's hand. "but how am i supposed to finish my work now! you've distracted me, tae, now i'm just going to miss you the whole time," seokjin frowned, letting out a sigh in frustration.

"you can do it. i believe in you," taehyung encouraged, giving seokjin a pat on her shoulder. "i have to go find jimin anyway. so i'll see you later, alright?"

"fine," seokjin huffed, pouting his plump lips.

"good. now get to work. bye, hyungie!" taehyung waved seokjin off, finally heading to jimin.

where would jimin be.

he didn't want to text him, because it would ruin the surprise. he scrunched his nose before heading to a place he could imagine the older being.

on the way there, he was met with a face he didn't think he would see for a long time.

"jungkook?!" taehyung shouted in disbelief, running towards the teenager in the wheelchair.

"oh, hi," jungkook said in a quiet voice, slowly wheeling backwards.

"hey, don't roll away!" taehyung pouted. "we need to talk." suddenly taehyung didn't fear the younger, mostly because there wasn't much he could do.

"what if i don't want to talk?" jungkook sighed, keeping his head low.

"well that's unfortunate then. anyways, listen here," taehyung said, leaning down to stare at jungkook face to face. jungkook's eyes widened at the sudden closeness. "if you stop being an ass to people, including me, i'll tell jimin to forgive you."

jungkook thought for a moment. "what's the point of having his forgiveness? he already hates me," jungkook spat, folding his arms in anger.

"one, he doesn't hate you. two, maybe if you showed him how good of a person you are, he'll forget how you treated me and maybe i will too." taehyung moved away from jungkook, studying his figure.

it hurt seeing jungkook in a wheelchair and not on a stage preforming.

"would you... forgive me?" jungkook asked, not believing it for a second. the things he said about taehyung were things he regretted, no one should have to hear those words in their lifetime.

"yes, jungkookie. i want to be on good terms with you, and hoseok as well," taehyung gently smiled, putting his hand on his hip.

"like... friends?" jungkook asked shyly.

"like best friends," taehyung answered, his smile now reaching his eyes. for a second, jungkook thought of the older as cute.

"you're insane," jungkook scoffed, wheeling away.

"wait!" taehyung yelled. "do you have any idea where jimin would be?"

jungkook looked back, giving a small grin. "check the flower garden beside the school."

"thanks!" taehyung yelled, running off to where jungkook had said.

jimin was right where jungkook said he was. he was sat on the grass, smelling and looking at the beautiful flowers in front of him.

taehyung went up behind him, and tapped his shoulder.

jimin gasped loudly in surprise, turning around to find taehyung with open arms. jimin's eyes pooled with tears, and he accepted the hug.

"tae, you dumbass. how was i supposed to protect you if you shut everyone out," jimin cried into taehyung's shoulder, hugging him tighter.

"i'm really sorry, jimin. i'm sorry for hurting you guys. i promise to never make that mistake again," taehyung said, not letting go of the older. he always felt safe in the elder's arms, as strange as that sounds.

"i won't let it slide next time," jimin inhaled before letting out a sigh. "i was about to threaten the school to give me your address."

taehyung chuckled deeply, jimin hiding his flushed cheeks in taehyung's chest.

"i thought you'd be the least affected, since you don't know me as well," taehyung confessed, rubbing jimin's head softly.

"how dare you say that!" jimin yelled, feeling offended. "whenever you needed help, i was the first one there, i was the one beside you the whole way through. i got in trouble for you. i was in uncomfortable situations for you. i cared so much for you. how dare you think i wouldn't be affected by your absence!"

taehyung moved away in shock, feeling threatened by angry jimin.

"h-hey, jimin. i-i didn't m-mean it like that. p-please don't y-yell," taehyung backed away slowly, not liking where this was going.

jimin paused in shock. "whatever, you win," jimin scrunched his nose in annoyance. "can't fucking stay mad at you for a minute."

taehyung smiled his box smile, hugging jimin again. "yay, i always win~."

"hm okay. hope you know that this means i'll officially be your protector," jimin teased, poking taehyung's muscular chest.

taehyung frowned, rolling his eyes at the older. "if i don't ignore you."

"hey don't joke about that! i was really hurt," jimin frowned, punching taehyung's chest.

"i know, i'm sorry," taehyung lifted jimin's chin with his finger, wiping a tear that rolled down jimin's puffy cheek.

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i had a dream nd i was in jimin pov and well first of all it was really weird?? like i can't even explain shdjdjd but um

i ended up kithing hobi's cheek and it was so soft and squishy i jus wanna do it again 🥺🥺😭💜💕💓✨

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