A/n: Y'all stream Butter with vigour🧈...and anyone saw the Chaos Chapter: Freeze teaser!? >-< 

~ The Older I Get, The More That I See ~

* TAEHYUNG'S POV *

"Taehyung-ah, you really do have a soft heart.", Jimin said as he slung his arm around my shoulder. 

"Its nothing like that. I just don't want that nitwit to walk over the campus ground with his high and mighty ego.", I said and strolled through the hallways.

"Well, that's a plausible explanation.", Jimin said as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Anyway, did we get Hyung say anything about the new routine?", I asked with abrupt suddenness.  

 "Woah there dude! You literally changed the topic at lightning fast speed!", Jimin countered. 

"Ya. Any problem?", I asked as I cocked an eyebrow at him. 

"No. But to answer your question, we're back to square one aka the garage down the alley.", Jimin said flippantly. 

All because I couldn't keep my shit calm. 

"Hey...it's not 'cause of you, Tae. If we float, we float together. If we sink, we sink together.", Jimin said with an encouraging smile.

I looked at Jimin with slight admiration. This guy really knew how to make someone feel better. 

"Thanks, Chim." 

"You don't need to. We're brothers after all.", he said as he squeezed my arm reassuringly. 

I offered him a crooked smile in return. He was one amazing human. 

"Anyway, you feeling better today? I was worried as you never refuse food. Especially when someone else is paying.", Jimin stated as a matter-of-factly. 

"Yeah...you could say I'm fine today.", I said vaguely. 

"Hey! No beating around the bush! Did someone say something to you!? Did you get hurt!?", Jimin bombarded me with questions. 

"Calm your tits down, man!", I said irritated. Why was he being so inquisitive. 

Privacy is so hard to obtain these days.

"Then!? I won't rest until you give me the deets!", Jimin said as he bounced around like a puppy. 

"Sometimes, you're the most annoying person on this planet, Park Jimin.", I said in a resigned voice. 

"You must mean the best person.", Jimin corrected whilst sticking his tongue out. 

"Whatever.", I said and rolled my eyes at his cocky demeanour. 

That guy had mood swings like a girl on her period. 

"So?", Jimin pressed. 

I looked at the ground, trying to stop the negative emotions from engulfing me once more. 

Balling my fists and fingernails digging into my palms, I try to answer as calmly as possible. 

"Yeonjun. He sent me a text yesterday.", I said, my voice barely above a whisper. 

Silence descended upon us. I didn't look at Jimin, but I could hear him breathing heavily next to me. 

"Yeonjun. Your cousin?", Jimin accentuated the last sentence. 

I scoffed at 'cousin'. 

"Oh shit! You mean your asshole cousin.", Jimin said humourlessly. 

"Don't Jimin...", I warned. 

"What did he write?", he asked me, his voice not betraying his emotions in the slightest. 

"He reminded me of the family get-together next weekend. And conveniently, it's also my dad's 50th Birthday.", I said bitterly. 

Jimin remained motionless at this piece of information. 

"You're not going. And that's final.", Jimin said with a growl. 

I raised my eyebrows at him. 

"Tae, you know what happened the last time you went there.", he reminded me. 

"I'm not a kid anymore.", I said through gritted teeth. 

As if it was a choice left to me. My dad could destroy every single one of them with just a click of his finger. 

I had to do it. Or else every one of them will be dragged to the bottom of the heap due to me. 

"Don't even think about it. Or else I'm telling Yoongi hyung.", Jimin said with determination. 

My eyes widened at the mention of his name. 

"You wouldn't...", I whispered dangerously. 

"I will, Tae. If I must protect you and our bond, I will tell Yoongi hyung everything. Everything you hide from him.", Jimin warned as he entered his designated classroom. 

I stared dumbfoundedly at his receding back. 

How far would he go to? 

Something in me told me not to test Park Jimin's patience. He could be really impulsive if he wanted to be. 

"FUCK THIS!", I yell and take longer strides to reach the class, fuming at my inability to stop my life from falling into pieces. 

Sorry...who was I kidding!? It was already in pieces. 

I reached the front of the classroom and slammed the door open. 

The teacher teaching stopped in the middle and said sarcastically,"If you're done making your marvellous entry, perhaps you'd like to take your seat, Mr. Kim." 

I smirked at him and as if nothing had happened, I walked over to the back of the class. 

"In the front row, Mr. Kim.", the teacher said with a smirk in his voice. 

I turned around and looked at him with disbelief. 

"Are you gonna make me do that, Teach?", I asked in a lazy drawling voice. 

"Yes, Mr. Kim. This is my class and rules apply here. Unless you want detention, bring your ass to the front row.", he said and went back to talking about some blasted poet. 

I rolled my eyes and sat plopped down beside a guy with his head buried in a notebook. 

I didn't even spare him a single glance and put my head on the desk, ready for a good old nap.

"No sleeping in my class, Mr. Kim! I will not tolerate it!", the teacher yelled and slammed the book on the desk. 

"Then, what should I do?", I asked with some irritation. 

"Listen to me, Mr. Kim. It isn't much of a hassle.", the teacher said and turned to the smart board. 

I sat up sat and stifled a yawn and pay attention to the class. 

I never wanted to take Literature. But, it was the only easy subject in which I could just gather notes and study them on the night of the exam. 

My heart and soul lay with music. 

My love. 

"So, as you all know, we have a project this term. And not just an individual project, it'll be a buddy project. So, I've assigned the groups and there will be no negotiations unless there is some serious issue.", the teacher said as he displayed the characteristics of the project on the board. 

"Please take these down. After that, I'll be reading out the names of your partners for the project.", the teacher said and wrote something on his notepad. 

- TIME SKIP - 

"So, now for the partners.", the teacher said. 

The entire class let out a groan. 

Well, it was obvious enough. Who likes working with a person you barely know!?

As he read out the names, I leaned on the table, checking the clock on the wall. 

Just two more minutes in this hell hole. And then to confront Jimin and then to drill some sense into his dumb head. 

Guy didn't know what he was signing up for. Like anyone in their right mind would adhere to my dad's wishes. 

"And the last group.", the teacher began. 

"Fucking finally.", I mumbled under my breath. 

"Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook.", the teacher announced and looked at me. 

The entire class, which was chattering a few minutes back, fell silent at the mention of the last group. 

Who was Jeon Jungkook? A new guy? 

I hadn't even bothered to memorise their names.

"Hi. I'm Jeon Jungkook and I'll be your partner for this project.", the guy beside me suddenly spoke up amidst the deafening silence. 

I turned to my left to see who this Jeon guy was and my eyes bulged out from my sockets. 

Jeon Jungkook...

The guy I had helped back there...

A/n: How was it, y'all? I'm legit anxious about uploading this....Do y'all like it till here??🥺

- Logging off for now...

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