Yoongi's birthday special

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Jimin was ranting again. " I swear, Jungkook, you don't understand. Textiles is the fucking worst. All you do is sew things together. And it looks shabby as fuck. The littlest pet shop girl made it look so fucking easy. Ughhhhhhh. And the cost for materials. I hate it. "

" Jimin I know. I'm in the same class as you. And textiles is fun. It's like expressing yourself with your sense of style. I would've thought you liked it. "  Jungkook said. The two boys were walking to textiles. " No, Jungkook. I hate it. With a passion. I just don't know what to do. "

Jungkook looked at him simply, " just drop the class then. "

" No, because I like drawing dresses. "

" Then take art then. "

" No, because I don't like drawing anything else. "

" Jimin. I don't know what to do then. No one can win with you. Just drop out of college then. " Jungkook said sarcastically.

Jimin sighed, " I don't know, life's complicated as fuck. "

" No Jimin, it's just you that's complicated. " Jin walked up to Jimin and Jungkook.

His eyes were bloodshot, heavy bags under his eyes. The normal twinkle in his eye was gone. His hair was ruffled, and his lips had dried blood on them. Like he'd been tugging on them over and over again. His skin was grey and pale.

" Jin, are you okay? " Jimin asked, putting his arms around Jin's shoulders. Jin shrugged him off and nodded.

" Jin, you look like someone ran you over, reversed, and went over you again. No offence. " Jungkook blurted out.

" No, it's alright, I had a movie night last night, filled with snacks and alcohol. Lots of it. " Jin said, chuckling.

" Well, there's a lot about what you just said that I don't believe. " Jimin replied.

" But I believe the alcohol part. Did you even shower? " Said Jungkook, who began sniffing Jin.

" You smell like an old man. Well, old men. And cigars. And the aftertaste of vodka. "

" Nice of you guys to tell me what I already know. " Jin kissed his teeth.

" Seriously Jin, you should've stayed at home today. Get some beauty sleep. Eat. Shower maybe? " Jimin said.

" Well, I didn't want to so can you just drop it. " Jin said harshly, and pushed past the other two boys, rushing to his own class.

Jungkook huffed, " What's wrong with him? " Jimin shrugged, running his hand through his hair.

" He's been acting weird since yesterday, when he left. "

" You're right, he didn't even answer any of our texts. " Jungkook nodded.

" I don't know what's wrong with him. But I think we should leave it. He'll tell us when he's ready. For all we know he probably had a bad date or something. "

" True but it could be something else. I've never seen Jin like that. Anyways, you're right, it's not our place to do anything. " Jungkook voiced out. He just hoped nothing bad happened to Jin to make him like this.

" Anyways, where's Hoseok? "

Just on cue the red head ran up to Jimin and Jungkook, panting. " What's up bitches? " He said taking deep breaths. Jimin rolled his eyes and continued walking. Whereas Jungkook replied, " Ew. You're sweating like a pig. How much did you run? "

" There's another new boy! " Hoseok shouted, disregarding what Jungkook just said to him. Jimin stopped in his tracks, turned around to face the other two boys. " What? " He screeched.

He pushed Jungkook away from Hoseok's side. " Move bitch. "

Jungkook scoffed while the conversation of the new boy was pushed to the back of his head.

Jungkook had a lot on his mind. One of the multiple things was the fact that he had to tutor Taehyung today. The other was the fact that he couldn't get the rude boy out of his mind. He also couldn't stop thinking about Jin.

He was very worried about Jin, but he couldn't fit together the pieces. Jin was so happy the day before, and now he was acting rude and pushing him and Jimin away.

" Min Yoongi. " Jimin said.

Jungkook was snapped out of his train of thoughts, he scoffed. " Did you just call me Min Yoongi? " He said, shoving Jimin a little bit. Jimin chuckled, " no, that's the name of the other new boy after that Namjoon guy. " Jungkook nodded and they headed to their seats together.

After sitting down, Jungkook spoke again, " Why is AVC enrolling so many new people? New people to us is a rare thing. "

Jimin agreed with Jungkook, " it's a once in a blue moon thing. "

After a few more minutes of chatting, the textiles teacher ( Miss Wyun ) came in. " Alright bitc- I mean, valued students, sit down and shut up. "

Everyone was silenced by Miss Wyun's shouting. " I have some news to tell you. There's going to be a new assignment to all of you guys. " All of the students groaned, including Jimin and Jungkook. " Don't f-reaking look at  me! " She shouted, almost slipping up on her language.

" Whyyyyy? " Everyone drawled. Textiles was such an effort, even though it was really fun. " The board changed a lot of the topics, including our topics and the scheme of learning. And that reminds me, we're being inspected so be on your best behaviour, and I'll raise everyone's grades by 0.00002%, 3 to be nice. " She said clasping her hands together.

Jungkook spoke up, " what difference is that going to make to our grades? "

Everyone agreed with Jungkook, muttering complaints and giving dirty glances at Miss Wyun. " Well, Jungkook, say if your marks were to drop by say 12, which happened on your last test that would make your percentage 76%. So, deal or no deal? "

Jungkook was silenced, and she smirked smugly.

Miss Wyun began explaining the new project, and so Jimin and Jungkook decided to complain about the horrid school grading system.

Jimin kissed his teeth, " tsk, it is so not fair. How can she threaten us with our grades? They're already bad enough. " He huffed and pouted angrily.

" Yeah I know right. If I get like 10 more marks it raises my percent by 0.000000001, if I lose marks it takes away 24 percent. This system is taking the piss man. "

" Boys! " Screamed Miss Wyun, startling the two boys, " are you even listening? " They both nodded, and began scribbling down notes.

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It was halfway through first period when Jungkook first got the text. The text that would've changed his and Jimin's lifes.

Jin:
Can u guys come over

Jin:
I'm at home

Jin:
I need u guys

Jin:
And I'm crying.

Jungkook's eyes widened, and began shoving all of his books in his bag, and clumsily dragging Jimin up from his chair. " We gotta go. Jin is crying. "

The two boys ran to the classroom door, while their class mates watched the scene unfold in slow motion.

" Hey Jim- " a random boy came up to Jimin.

" Move bitch! " Jimin pushed the boy's face away and ran with Jungkook.

" Did he tell you what's wrong? " Jimin panted. " No. He just said that he needed us and that he was crying. " Jungkook said.

The two boys burst through the reception door and ran to the office lady. " There's an emergency. Let us out. " Jungkook said.

The office lady shrugged. " It's not my problem. " The two boys groaned and Jimin seethed.

" Listen here lady, " he said grabbing ahold of the women's shirt and pulling her towards him, " if you don't let us out, and let us buy Ben and Jerry's for someone who's in an emergency, so help me I will strangle you with my own legs. And not to mention, I know you have a crush on headmaster Lee. Even though everyone knows he's a hidden gay. "

The woman shivered at Jimin's harsh gaze and nodded to let them out, while Jungkook mumbled, " You're a hidden gay to you know. "

Jimin slapped Jungkook's head, " not the time...idiot. "

After a lot of badgering and fighting with the lady one more time, Jimin and Jungkook finally got let out of school.

The two boys jumped in Jimin's car and he drove like a mad man all the way to Farmfoods and then to Jin's house.

Jungkook burst through Jin's door and found him wrapped in multiple duvets and blankets, tissues all around him, a sad romance movie playing in the back.

" Did you guys get ice cream? " His muffled voice came out.

Jimin ran to him with the ice cream and began soothing him while cursing at whoever upset his hyung like that, while Jungkook just stood there, wondering how much that person had hurt Jin to make him stay cooped up in his living room.

" Jin..." Jungkook said softly, " You want to tell us what's wrong? " He asked sitting on the other side of the sofa.

Jin stayed silent for a while, before nodding. He sniffed once, flicked his tears away and took a deep breath, " So, the new boy, Namjoon? "

Jimin and Jungkook exhaled, looking at each other, " yeah... "

" Well, I know him. He broke my heart. "

" He what?!?! He broke your heart I'mma break his neck! " Jimin screeched. Jungkook sighed and pulled the now standing up Jimin down. " Carry on Jin. " Jungkook said calmly while Jimin was fighting against him.

" Well, before I came AVC, you guys knew I used to live in Manchester. I met him there. We had the typical love story. Rich boy met poor boy. Parents disliked poor boy. They'd run away to grassy lands, get drunk and make out infront of the moon. This all all happened when I was 17. " He said, tears filling his eyes.

Jimin had calmed down by now, and was listening intently, while Jungkook soothed his hyung. This was so sad.

" What did he do? " Jungkook asked, holding his best friend's hand, rubbing his thumb soothingly in circles.

" He u-um..." Jin wiped his eyes, and took a deep breath before saying, " one time, me and him went out, had a big date, came back to a hotel...he took my virginity. "

Jimin gasped, while Jungkook began to silently cry. Jungkook hugged Jin, they were both crying together, and then Jungkook realised that Kim Namjoon was so and utterly fucked.

" I woke up in the middle of the night and felt over to his side. He was gone. I never thought much of it until the morning. I woke up and found that note, telling me how he didn't love me, and that everything was a mistake. And how he couldn't disappoint his parents. "

" For half a year I cried and cried and cried. I couldn't get him out of my mind. That's when I came to AVC, met you guys. I was slowly forgetting him. But there's those nights where I'm back there, in that diner, giggling while he rubbed up my thigh. Him leaning in closer. He always smelt of oranges, his shower gel. His dimples, how they made my insides warm up, melt and drip down into a puddle. And when he looked at me with those hooded eyes, he looked at me like I was a mystery. Or that's how I felt. Every time they scanned me I felt butterflies. Every touch he made, I felt that heat not at my stomach but at my heart. I loved it. But turns out that heat, it burned me inside out, and left me at nothing. But the past is the past. But it seems mine came back to haunt me. And I'm scared. Jimin, Jungkook, I am so fucking scared. "

Jimin and Jungkook had no words, the story of how Jin fell in love for the first time, made love for the first time and lost love for the first time, broke all three of the boys. None of them new of Jin's under, but now that they do, it made them want to strangle themselves to make Jin happy.

Jungkook spoke up, " don't be. Now's the time for you to face that coward. And you should be at your best doing that. Don't hide away because you're letting him win. Jin, you're Jin. You get back up and knock them down. So, are you with me? And I ask that because I'm always here for you, and so is Jimin. " Jungkook looked at Jimin, and he nodded holding both of their hands.

" You couldn't have said it better, Jungkook. "

Jungkook couldn't have felt more at home, because he was with his loved ones, and he loved that.

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Jimin and Jungkook were back at school. Turns out they didn't take threatening staff lightly. So after a very long meeting with Headmaster Lee, they were let out for lunch.

Both of them chattering. " I swear the bitch said I threatened to hit her but I threatened to let out her secrets. Ugly bitch. " Jimin angrily said, motioning to strangle a neck.

Jungkook chuckled lightly, " to be fair, I'd rather you hit me then reveal my secrets. "

" Oh, is that offer? " Jimin turned to Jungkook, raising his fist.

While he busy trying to hit Jungkook, he didn't realise the boy walking fast straight at him.

The boy bumped into Jimin, his contents spilling out of his hand. " Watch where you're going. " He gruffed out to Jimin.

Jimin felt his eyes pop out of his skull. The boy was so utterly handsome. He had bleach blonde hair, strands falling into his eyes. His eyes were something else. They were dark. And the way the boy looked at Jimin, top to bottom, made Jimin's fingers tingle.

While Jimin was busy staring at the boy, entrapped in his beauty, Jungkook picked up his things, gave them back to the boy and apologized for Jimin.

The boy pushed past Jimin, while Jimin was still stuck in time. The picture of the boy still fresh in his mind.

" Jimin? " Jungkook asked, waving his hand infront of Jimin's face. 

Jimin snapped out of it, " you go on, I'll meet you there. "

Jungkook nodded weirdly and eyed Jimin, but nevertheless walked to his next lesson.

Jimin watched Jungkook leave, and then ran in the direction to the boy he just met went.

He ran after the blonde boy, catching up to him, placing his hand on the boy's shoulder.

The boy abruptly stopped and turned towards Jimin.

" What? "

Jimin fixed his hair a little bit, and widened his eyes, and pouting a little bit to make him look cute and " innocent " but the boy wasn't having any of it.

He grabbed Jimin by the wrist and dragged him into an empty classroom. The boy pinned Jimin against the door, and left Jimin breathless.

" I don't do well with the types like you. " He said darkly, looking at Jimin with clouded eyes. Jimin was breathing heavily. " What...do you mean? " He said breathlessly.

The boy moved away slightly. " Yoongi. The name's Min Yoongi. " He said.

" Jimin. "

There was a pause between the two before Jimin ran his hands up Yoongi's arms, slowly feeling his jaw, and soft locks, savouring the moment.

He leaned in closer to Yoongi's ear, and whispered slowly, " you say you don't do well with my type, yet I can give you everything and nothing at the same time. "

Jimin leaned back, his head touching the wall, and slowly closed his eyes. He felt Yoongi's hot breath on his lips.

And then, he was gone. Yoongi moved away from Jimin, and left him alone in the dark classroom.

Jimin quickly regained his composure and looked down the hallway only to realise that he was gone. Jimin didn't know what it was, he didn't know whether he was driven by lust, or something more.

But one thing, the few minutes he had with Yoongi gave him a rush, like energy was coursing through his veins rushing to every spot on his body, burning with this unknown feeling. He felt like Yoongi was a challenge. And he loved it, and hated it at the same time.

Jimin looked down to find a post it note on the floor. He picked it up, on there in neat handwriting wrote:

Yoongi:
( xx ) xx-xxxx

Jimin smirked, putting the paper in his pocket. Well done Yoongi, you're very smooth. But you're playing with fire. He thought before leaving too.

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Chapter three: unedited

The fact that this is a taekook book and there's no taekook...
Yet..

Me rn:

Me writing Jin's story and the crappy Yoomin scene:

Anywho:

This chapter is dedicated to Min Yoongi, my birthday twin cuz we share the same birthday.

He'll never see this but I just want the rest of the world ( and him ) to know that he's loved, and truly appreciated. I'm so grateful to having learned about him, and his goofy but sexcii personality. He's taught me many wonderful things. Like Jimin's ass is wonderful.

But wait, if me and him are technically " twins " can I eat Jimin's ass? ...hmm

Anywho, happy birthday Min Yoongi.

- from Kamila

Published: 09/03/19