VIII

"Fuck." Taehyung whispers. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Mr. Byun gasps as he hears what taehyung was saying constantly. "Mr. Kim, you know that you cannot curse in class!" The class snickered and taehyung leaped out of his seat and made his way to where he thinks jaehyung has went.

Mr. Byun saw that coming and sighed deeply, "Someone tell the two the second time they do that they're in detention." Sungjin and wonpil nodded and Mr. Byun introduced sungjin to the class. The girls squealed while the boys covered their ears because of how loud the squeals were.

Wonpil giggles as he saw sungjin rolled his eyes when he was coming back to his seat. The two stayed in class while taehyung was still trying to figure out where the hell his hyung has went.

"Hyung?" Taehyung heard muffled cries inside the badminton court. Knowing his hyung spent most of his time hiding or either playing badminton he made his way inside the court ignoring his beating heart.

"Jaehyung hyung?" The cries soon died down but taehyung could hear muffled sniffles as he got closer to his hyung's locker.

"Hyung, it's only me."

"Hyung, where are u?"

"T-taehyung ah." Taehyung immediately went inside the locker room and towards the back where a door was located. "Hyung? Are you inside the door?"

Jaehyung hums and taehyung opens the door only to find his hyung having his face buried deep in his knees. Knuckles white and shoulders shivering.

Taehyung sighs softly and pulls jaehyung in for a hug. "It's okay hyung. I'm here." Jaehyung upon hearing those words burst into tears and buried his head deeper into taehyung's chest.

Taehyung threaded his fingers in jaehyung's locks and the latter sigh in content. Taehyung sense that the latter was getting sleepy and sat in a comfortable way and pulled jaehyung's head in his lap while still threading his locks.

Jaehyung sighs.

Taehyung sighs.

Finally, they were at peace.

a/n; no, they aren't gonna date. yes, jaehyung is shorter than all of them.
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