taehyung focus
once jungkook junior had 'recharged' to its full potential, jungkook throws his hood over his head and takes taehyung's hand. he feels around the bookcases and walls until he finds the library computers.

"oh, what was that?" jungkook mock gasps, startling the older who tightens his grip on his hand.

"oops, it was nothing." the younger chuckles. taehyung glares daggers at the back of jungkook's head, and purposely steps on the backs of jungkook's flip flops to trip him up.

"you won't be laughing when the ghost girl comes to eat you." taehyung mutters childishly, annoyed at the younger's teasing.

"eats me?" jungkook laughs. taehyung doesn't say anything, instead he glowers darkly at the younger's back.

the library computers were halfway across the fairly large library and taehyung had no intent to pat around random surfaces of desks for an hour until the found a stupid socket. the two settle instead for the librarian's desk, pulling out the computer's cords and shoving taehyung's phone charger into the socket.

taehyung sighs, relieved at the charging symbol on his lockscreen and turns to smile at jungkook. jungkook decides to sit and slump back on to the librarian's padded armchair, helping himself to mrs wong's biscuit tin which sat beside her computer.

taehyung tuts, "we've hijacked her computer and now you're eating her biscuits."

"it's cool. the old hag put me in detention so this is just payback." jungkook shrugs, munching on a chocolate biscuit.
taehyung rolls his eyes and sits on the desk, swinging his legs.

his lifts his head up slowly at jungkook's obnoxiously loud chewing and crunching, "remind me to text my mom that i love her and not to cry over me when the ghost comes to kill me because of your obnoxiously noisy munching."

jungkook grins and says something but taehyung fails to listen, his attention spacing out for a few seconds. he finds great interest in the library's carpet as his body becomes slack with growing tiredness. his eyes stung after staring at maths questions for the past four hours and his back ached from sitting up straight for so long.

he leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees and holding his face up using his hands, he yawns loudly.

jungkook says something but taehyung doesn't quite catch it. he lifts his sleeve up a little to show littered goosebumps all over his arms; the library had lost all of its heat from the central heating being off, leaving only cold air to enter the building by the big windows.

taehyung slides off the desk and makes his way to where jungkook laid carelessly against the comfy looking chair, mindlessly biting into his third oat biscuit.

i should be doing this, i shouldn't be doing this - this breaks the protocol of being a defiant hyung who can't-date-again-because-he's-afraid-of-getting-his-heart-broken-and-deserves-cute-little-dates-to-make-up-for-the-heartbreak.
even so, taehyung sits on jungkook's lap, swinging and straddling the younger's legs with ease. he wraps his arms around jungkook's neck and nuzzles closer to the crook of younger's shoulder, smelling the familiar scent.

"tae?" jungkook queries. he knew this was weird as hell; usually it'd be jungkook to make the first move, to say pick up lines and forcefully cuddle with the older but he wanted to sleep so badly that he ignored his inner self and warnings.

so he ignores the surprised lilt in jungkook's voice and just whispers, "m'sleepy."

jungkook lightly smiles to himself and hums, "okay then baby boy," letting his palm press against the small of taehyung's back to keep him from falling off.

"you're full of pet names today." taehyung muses half awake, drawing small circles on jungkook's shoulders with his fingertip.

"you love them."

taehyung, now completely ignoring the protocol of being a defiant hyung, smiles and murmurs, "yeah, yeah, i do."

taehyung closes his eyes and lets his breathing slow, letting sleep take over him, his finger loosely doodling patterns on jungkook's shirt as he drifts off thinking about baby boys and oat biscuits.

jungkook focus
jungkook lets taehyung sleep against his shoulder, feeling completely at ease in that dark library with taehyung clinging to him like a cute bear.

he notices taehyung's phone lighting up, the logo appearing to indicate that the phone was charging now.
jungkook looks down at the sleeping younger and then down to the floor where taehyung's overstuffed backpack teemed with textbooks.
i'll just let him sleep a bit more, he seemed tired, jungkook thinks and reaches over for taehyung's phone.

still plugged in the socket and charging, jungkook slides the emergency call section since he didn't know taehyung's passcode and dials yoongi's number.

"hey, can you come to the library and get me and taehyung out?"

"what are you doing in the library?"

"i told you - i came to pick taehyung up but the fucking old hag locked us in without fully checking the library. now we're locked in and cold, so please come and save us."

"nah, it's too cold."

"hyung."

jungkook pauses when he hears yoongi speak over his phone at someone else.

yoongi focus
"oh shit." yoongi whispers when he hears the door of his dorm swing open and a shrill call of "yoongi! where've you been all day?"

hiding from you, yoongi thinks before mental begging hoseok to not find him, shitshitshit please don't find me, yoongi, juggling with his phone, edges further on the red tiles of the small roof.

yoongi's dormroom overlooked the english classrooms, their roofs linked with yoongi's window - so yoongi often climbed out of his dorm window and sat atop the tiled roof alone, enjoying the serenity of his own company.

his breaths come out in white puffs as he waits for hoseok to find out that he wasn't in the dorm and leave.

only the overjoyed orange haired boy had good hearing and could hear yoongi shuffling around against the tiles. he bounds over to the window and spots yoongi immediately and grins widely.

fuck.

"hi!" he says brightly.

yoongi regards him with a glare before turning away from hoseok to talk back to jungkook.

"sorry about that, yeah - fine - ill come and pick you up." yoongi sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

yoongi listens to jungkook.
"why should i come in half an hour?"

yoongi pauses, letting jungkook speak.

"cause taehyung's sleeping? aw, well aren't you just cute kookie?" yoongi coos sarcastically, uninterested in the younger's and taehyung's relationship or whatever they were.

"yeah yeah, whatever fine." yoongi mutters, "and-"

before he can finish his sentence, a loud yelp fills his ears, making him turn his head swiftly.
his eyes widen when he sees hoseok half in half out of the open window, the boy gripping the window hard until his knuckles turned white.

"this was a bad idea. this was a bad idea. this was a bad idea. im going to die, fuck, why did i want to climb out??" hoseok asks himself, ugly-crying as he peers at the concrete ground down below.

"you're practically still in my freaking dorm - you're nowhere near falling out." yoongi deadpans, holding his phone in his hand.
hoseok carries on wailing.

yoongi rolls his eyes and speaks into his phone, telling jungkook he'd see him in half an hour's time. he pockets his phone and with light expertise steps, climbs over the roof to the scared boy.

"fucking hell, why'd you try to come out if you're scared?" yoongi grunts as he pushes hoseok harshly off his windowsill and back into his room, letting hoseok land on his front against his carpet. he climbs back in with ease and shuts the window, looking unimpressed at hoseok who's sprawled out on his floor.

"hey." he says, nudging hoseok's side with his small socked feet.
hoseok lies on his front, unmoving.
did i kill him?? yoongi thinks as he crouches besides hoseok.

"hey." yoongi repeats louder, prodding hoseok's back. "are you dead?"

"yeah, im dead. you gotta give me the kiss of life to wake me up." hoseok says, rolling on to his back with his eyes closed and his lips puckering up and making kissy noises at the air.

yoongi stand up and leaves the male, letting him lie on his carpet and make kissy noises to himself. he slides his feet into his sneakers and swings open his door, a disgusted expression on his face.

"hey, where are you going??"

"away from you." yoongi calls out, letting the door shut behind him as he shoves his fists into his jacket pockets.

seconds later, he hears hoseok running after him, yelling out "hold up, wait for me!!" yoongi shakes his head at hoseok's enthusiasm, he wonders where the boy's energy comes from as he walks down the stairs of his dorm, hoseok closely following behind.

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cause i love yoonseok