"Jungkook what the fuck are you doing?" Leehwan yelled as Jungkook missed the ball he had just passed and made it roll out of the field.

Jungkook ran a hand through his his hair, frustrated, chest raising and falling with his heavy breaths.

"Sorry guys." He mumbled as he jogged away to go fetch the ball.

Leewhan looked over to Jimin, who was standing in the goal, hands on his hips, with a look of worry and confusion.

"Something's up." Leewhan said as he ran a hand through his hair, pushing the small strands of hair that had fallen out of the ponytail he tied on top his his head. His twin, sporting a similar hairstyle walked up to them.

"Hey what's up with Junglebook?" he asked, slinging an arm around Leewhan, who quickly slapped it away.

Jimin shrugged.

"No idea. Haven't seen him like this since BigBang disbanded and started going to military service."

Both twins burst out into laughter, clutching at their soccer uniform as they tried to breath.

"Hey don't laugh! that was a super serious tragedy." he yelled, some other players who had followed the conversation chuckling.

Jungkook soon came back to the field, followed closely by Seokjin.

"Alright guys! Practice is called off, let's go get some lamb skewers!" he yelled loudly, Jungkook hiding his face in his hands because of how embarrassing this was.

The all ran up to the team's manager, hugging him and yelling their happiness away.

"Long live Kim Seokjin!" they yelled, when suddenly Seokjin's loud and high pitched voice calmed everyone down.

"get your sweaty hands off me!" He roared, everyone taking one safety step away.

The players started walking to the lockers, Jungkook following everyone but not joining them on the fun of teasing Seokjin.

"yah Kookie, what's up," Jimin said as he threw a hand over Jungkook's shoulder, Hoseok soon appearing on the other side.

"Yeah cap, what got you so down in the dumps?" Leechul asked.

Jungkook quickly tried to come up with an excuse not to tell everyone a certain dark eyed classmate had been on his mind for the past few days.

"just homework." he mumbled, Hansol snorting in front of them as he held the door.

"Since when do you care about school?"

***

""Yah! Stop fucking eating my fucking skewers!" Leehwan roared as Leechul ate at his precious meat.

The whole team of twenty high school students had gathered in the small restaurant, causing a huge ruckus (good thing they knew the owner well.)

The team laughed at the Lee-twins antics, the two of them always seemed to find a way to make everyone laugh until their abs hurt.

"I swear, the Lee-twins act like such an old married couple, always fighting." Jeonhal, one of the team's defence said, his mouth full with the best grilled meat in the city.

"You know," Seokjin started. "My neighbours are an old married couple. They fight sometimes, but it's like, super loud and i think they throw shit at each other because you can hear plates and glasses breaking sometimes." he mumbled, the team calming down slightly.

"Damn dude, that's dark." Hansol said, taking a sip of his beer.

"Yeah, that's shit." Jeonhal answered.

"Leechul i swear i will castrate you if you dare take another bite of my meat." Leehwan hissed, effectively changing the subject.

"Yah! ahjussi!" Hoseok yelled over to a gray haired guy that cleaned some tables for upcoming customers. "can i have more beer."

The guy rolled his eyes, fetching Hoseok a can and walking over to serve it to him.

"Stop calling me Ahjussi seriously." He mumbled in his deep groggy voice.

"I mean, you do look like grandpa." Jimin said from his seat next to Hoseok, fake smiling at the guy.

"You got a problem, mochi cheeks?" The gray haired hissed, glaring at him.

There always seemed to be something with the best friend and the boyfriend that somehow never worked out.

"Not at all gramps." Jimin smiled.

"Yoongi-hyung, Jimin, will you cut it out?" Hoseok sighed, running a hand through his hair.

Hoseok would have hoped his best friend of six years would have accepted his boyfriend of now eleven more months, but the first day, when they had entered the lamb skewer shop owned by Yoongi's grandparents and in which he helped out for free, the two had started arguing about pineapple on pizza and everything had just gone downhill from there...

***

The next day, Taehyung came to school, but he seems completely drained.

Jungkook noticed something was wrong with him as soon as he stepped foot inside the classroom.

His gaze was casted down, partially hidden behind his bangs, which didn't change from the usual. What did however, was the large wound in the corner of his mouth.

His bottom lip was a little bloated, and he had dried up blood crusting at the very corner.

If Jungkook didn't know better, he would have thought Taehyung had gotten into a fight. And if he had the person had a mean left hook.

But he felt like Taehyung wasn't one to fight.

Seeing as though there still wasn't anyone else in the class, Jungkook decided to stand up and walk over to him, stopping Taehyung in his tracks by standing right in front of him.

Taehyung kept his gaze down, and was about to walk around Jungkook when the boy placed a large hand on his hip, his head dipping down to catch his falling gaze.

Their noses brushed against each other and with a small nudge from the very tip of his nose, Jungkook had Taehyung looking up at him.

Their faces were extremely close, but it was natural to them, Taehyung didn't even seem fazed by Jungkook's actions, if it weren't for the fact they were in a classroom, where anyone could enter at any moment. The two knew each other's bodies by heart, some meer nose against nose action was child play for them.

Jungkook looked into Taehyung's dark eyes, noticing just how bad Taehyung looked: his face seemed paler than usual, yet his eyes were red and rimmed with sickeningly deep dark circles.

Could he have been crying?

The simple thought of Taehyung crying made a weird feeling settle into Jungkook's stomach. Even though taehyung wasn't at all the type to be happy go lucky all the time, he certainly did not look like a corpse everyday, and seeing Taehyung anything but his usual neutral self concerned Jungkook more than he would have liked to admit.

"You okay?" He asked, lips brushing against Taehyung's, his thumb stroking his hip softly.

Taehyung's didn't respond, he simply pressed his lips against Jungkook's strongly, which was something he did when he didn't want to answer a question. And when Jungkook thought about it, the simple fact Taehyung prefered not to answer than to tell a lie, made him one of the -if not the- most honest person he had ever met.

"Can I stay over tonight?" He asked through the kiss, hands clutching onto Jungkook's sweater with a tight grip.

Jungkook was confused to say the least, Taehyung hardly ever spoke unless he was spoken to, and he had never requested anything from Jungkook verbally, he was never one to ask for things.

This must be serious.

Jungkook's eyebrows knitted as if in deep thought, his hand gently raised Taehyung's chin until their gazes met, he realised as he peered into those dark eyes, that they hardly ever looked at each other in the eyes. Taehyung seemed to always avert his gaze, it was a pity, he has beautiful eyes.

"My mom will be home. So you'll have to meet her, is that okay?." He said.

Taehyung nodded, not without hesitating, then crashing their lips against each others again.

A/N:

Again, sorry but I'm exhausted so I'll catch up with you guys tomorrow :)