While Kim Taehyung hated the idea of going to classes for studies, he hated PE and sports even more. The sun scorching playground filled with obnoxiously loud and sweaty kids shook him to his literal cores. On the other hand, his best friend enjoyed the school sports day to his heart. One reason was how Jimin was so good in every other sport and second was well, because his crush would be running around and jumping while flexing his well-built body while acing in every other game.

"I don't understand it Jiminie, isn't going to classes torture enough that they make us do this shit every other month. And to make matter worse, it is so risky. There are balls and studs flying in the sky. Like do they not have any consideration over how much my beautiful face could be hurt?" Taehyung spoke waving his hands like a fan.

Jimin rolled his eyes smiling and tying his shoe laces. When he looked up, he realized that Jeon Jungkook who was on the volleyball court was looking at him. For a sec, he thought it was his brain making up stuffs but even when his eyes met with Jungkook's, he maintained the eye contact. Jimin didn't know if it was the heat blurring his vision or him hallucinating, but Jeon Jungkook was definitely checking him out. His stare was broken off when Taehyung placed his hands around his shoulder.

"And see if it isn't worse enough, they are placing us against the aces of the volleyball team. Like, Jeon fucking Jungkook, do you think we even stand a chance against him. He will single handedly win us all. My focus on this game is not to win but to protect my face and my dignity" he finished placing his hands on his hips.

As much as Jimin loved Taehyung, sometimes he genuinely questioned why he was friends with him. His mind never failed to amuse him.

The two went on to the opposite side of the court where they were playing against  Jungkook's team. And Park Jimin could swear to god that Jungkook was checking him out again.

They all took their positions and the referee blew the whistle marking the start of the game. The game was going smooth where both the teams were defending and shooting equally. When suddenly Jungkook hit a strong shot and no one from the other team could handle it resulting in the point difference. This kind of riled up Jimin and he tried balance off but it was being hard given his fellow players weren't immersed in the game. The game went on with slight score margin where Jungkook's team red was winning.

In the last few minutes of the game, when Taehyung was about to lose his sanity and his breath from the game, a person entering the playground caught his attention and his smile reached his ears.

What he didn't realize was that Jungkook was full on about to hit a shot. Jimin noticed the ball flying towards his friend so in order to save him, he flew in to dodge the ball. But it was too late. And that's when a large thud was heard by everyone.

Jimin was on the ground with a sprained ankle due to the side fall while Taehyung's face was flat on the ground as he lost balance when Jimin pushed him. And the rest was a blur for Taehyung.

Taehyung woke up in the school nurse room with a strong pain in his nose after an hour or two. That's when he realized that there was a cotton bud in one side of his nose. His voice was hoarse from the passing out and he groaned when he heard someone next to his side speaking.

"Finally you are awake."

For a sec, Taehyung thought he must have been dead and he was in heaven for he wasn't expecting to be blessed by Namjoon's good looks.

"Why is it that you are always in trouble whenever I encounter you Mr Taehyung?" Namjoon smiled.

"Wh-what happened?" He asked using all the energy in his body.

"Well, you lost your attention from the game and before you know the ball was headed your way. Your friend Jimin tried to save you but before that, he injured his ankle and you, well you fell on your face flat and broke your nose. Thank god you only broke your nose or else got knows what would have happened to your pretty face" he chuckled.

PRETTY FACE, PRETTY FACE, PRETTY FACE.

The worlds echoed in his mind like a symphony . But he tried to be sensible. He had to think about his friend who literally sprained his ankle in order to protect him.

"Where's Jimin?"

"Well, he was carried to the nurse room by Jungkook and had his leg bandaged. He wanted to stay with you but since it was getting late, we sent him off. And I have the responsibility to drop you off home.

If it's one broken nose that takes for Namjoon to drop him home, then he would break his nose every other day.

"What the hell am I thinking?" He murmured to himself.

"Sorry?" Namjoon asked politely.

"Nothing Mr Kim. I think we are good to go." He smiled brightly despite the fact that it hurt his nose to smile like an idiot.

On the other side of town, Jimin was trying his level best not to combust from the situation he was in.

When he fell on the ground, the first person to rush to him was Jungkook.

"Are you crazy?" Jungkook asked trying to help him get up.

"Ouch" Jimin shouted because his ankle had given up on him.

"This is a Volleyball game, not rugby. Why did you throw yourself like that?" Jungkook expressed angrily.

Jimin too was angry, one for the fact his friend had been injured thanks to his crush ashole and second that the very ashole was carrying him to the nurse room.

He was immediately rushed to the nurse room and placed on the bed. Jungkook stood next to the window looking at the nurse do her work. He was occasionally glancing at Jimin who was whining in pain.

"There you go Jimin. It's all bandaged. Don't worry, few days of rest and it should be good. Just don't put any stress in the leg." The nurse smiled giving him a bottle of painkillers in case the leg ached.

Jimin thanked her warmly and tried to stand up but failed miserably. And before he could fall for the second time in the same day, he was held by Jungkook again.

"Didn't you hear the nurse?" Jungkook asked irritated for the lack of attention displayed by the other.

"I have to go check on my friend who you had full intentions of hurting today." He spat angrily.

"I didn't intend to hurt him. I was just trying to teach him that you shouldn't lose focus when in the court. One diversion and you are dead meat." Jungkook spoke sternly.

"Woah calm there, Mr president. It's just volleyball, not a battle ground."

"Mr Kim took him to the nurse room downstairs and he's fine."

After a brief pause, Jimin spoke again.

"Can you please take me to him?" Jimin asked, politely. He was way too whipped to be mad at him.

Jungkook agreed but there was a small issue. The other couldn't walk and they didn't have the bond or relation for Jungkook to carry him. So the two stood awkwardly not knowing what to do.

"Get on my back" Jungkook said kneeling down.

Jimin was being hit with too many things today and this situation was clearly the highlight of it. Jungkook took him to Taehyung and without even letting him finish speaking to Mr Kim, he was dragged out by Jungkook still in the piggyback style.

"Where do you live? I will drop you home" Jungkook spoke.

"Don't bother. I can take my bicycle." Jimin said trying to get off only when Jungkook's grip in his thighs increased.

"Are you purposely trying to ignore what the nurse said or am I triggering the dumb side?" Jungkook spat out again.

As if the situation wasn't worse enough, the grip only turned Jimin into stuttering mess.

"I-I can manage. Besides your bicycle doesn't even have a backseat."

Ooops. That was an information not to be shared out in the loud.

"Oh so you pay enough attention to know it's a one rider cycle?"

And Jimin could swear to god he saw him smirking.

"I jus-just happened to notice okay. It's not like I am stalking you or have a crush on you."

As if his internal crisis wasn't worse enough, he was blabbering all kinds of nonsense.

"Well, that's sad." Jungkook said.

Before Jimin could process what he heard, Jungkook took out his bike using one of his hands and placed  it on a double stand.

"There's enough space for you to fit in the front, just hold on to the handle well."

Well, after that Jimin was caged in Jungkook's embrace, not on purpose but due to the bike but a an embrace is an embrace. He could feel Jungkook's warm breath fanning over him and his heart was doing all possible kinds of flips.

After what felt like forever, Jimin reached his front gate where Jungkook carefully dropped him off. He made sure to see him up to his door. The two stood awkwardly in front of his house.

"Thank you." Jimin said, nervously fidgeting his fingers.

"No problem. Sorry for the trouble I caused. Take care". Jungkook bowed politely and went off.

Though it was not how Jimin expected for things to end, he was at least happy for the communication that happened in one day, it was more than any conversation they had over the last year. He happily went inside.

And that day both the best friends slept like babies embracing the fact that their crushes dropped them off home.