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"you fucking what now?!" jimin slammed a small fist down on the cafeteria bench, causing jeongguk to jump, along with jin. ( who's cheeks were currently stuffed full with piping hot mac n cheese that he managed to choke on) things seemed to be getting a little out of hand, lately. jeon jeongguk did not realise his power.

"you- you, jeon jeongguk, practically the biggest pushover in our entire year got kim taehyung to listen to you?!" jimin exclaimed, eyes flung wide open in shock, along with his hands that threatened to poke the smaller's eye out.

he really had to keep his hands to himself; they were a bit dangerous. "i don't believe it. if i were kim taehyung i'd squish you like a pulp."

"i'll squish you into a plum if you don't shut up." yoongi droned monotonously, eyes fixated on whatever it was his phone screen was displaying.

"if i was kim taehyung, i'd marry jung hoseok on the spot." hoseok replied dreamily, bracing his head in his palms as he looked off into the distance with a lust-filled glint in his eye like some awestruck disney princess. he chocked when yoongi shouldered him in the stomach.

jimin flung his arms up in the air incredulously. "that's beside the bloody point! point being, jeongguk might just be my ticket into the swim team so i can get into jessica's knickers!"

the tiny boy bit his tongue trying not to laugh.

namjoon furrowed his brows in confusion.

"bollocks, you're gay, jimin, we been knew."

"i'm bisexual namjoon," the petite boy ran a hand through his perfect hair. "truth is, i've shagged more papayas than you'll ever have the pleasure of touching in your life."

"did you just compare women to papayas?"
jin spat, a piece of pasta flying from his mouth and inches away from jimin's pristine school blazer, he recoiled in disgust.

"no, of course not, i'm not that cruel!" he scoffed. "i compared papayas to pussies."

"you're a pussy jimin." yoongi deadpanned.

"that really tickled my pickle, thank you grandpa." he smiled patronisingly.

"jessica isn't that nice to me." jeongguk spoke quietly. it was true, the girl had shoved him once or twice in the corridor or purposefully put her foot out to trip him up. he wasn't too fond of her but jeongguk found it his responsibility to be nice to everybody, so he held no grudges.

taehyung on the other hand was another story for another time.

"yeah but she's hot, i mean have you seen her?" namjoon laughed. his eyes wandered across the cafeteria to where the other members of the swim team sat, they are all bunched up in one massive, collective group; namjoon the odd one out.

jeongguk liked it that way.

no matter how much people tired to convince him that namjoon was just like all the other athletic students in his school, jeongguk knew that namjoon was far more than that. he was kind hearted, the small boy loved and appreciated him dearly.

"well, you've been on the swim team for four years and the most action you've had is when you saved her from falling over when she got out of the pool and she DIDN'T say thank you." jimin crossed one leg over the other and smirked haughtily.

"i'd like to see you try to get within a two metre radius of her."

"yeah? watch me, pagan."

jeongguk rolled his eyes and sipped on his banana milk.

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tuesday night came around eventually.

truth was, jeongguk was shitting himself from where he stood behind the book counter, shakily scanning the stack of novels and cautiously eyeing the door.

he was waiting for it to open, for kim fucking taehyung to walk through. already twenty three minutes late, jeongguk wasn't really expecting him to show up at this point, he didn't see the point. (not that jeongguk had been counting- he didn't care that much.)

it didn't matter if he could blackmail him, it'd make no difference because all taehyung had to do was threaten him one more time and the tiny boy would pass out, quite literally. he was that afraid of him.

he huffed and propped his elbows up on the table, resting his head in his palm. looks like it'd be another lonely few hours, not that he minded, he reminded himself that he was doing it for a good cause and that was all that mattered. not taehyun- oh fuck there he was.

jeongguk quickly straightened from where he stood. he couldn't believe it! he'd actually showed up? what was this? a revelation? boy, he did not look like a happy bunny. the younger cowered as he made his way towards him, in his hand, he held a duffel bag and in the other, a book.

"i'm not staying." taehyung spat. "only for an hour." oh, well, that would have to do. jeongguk nodded his head in response as the silver-haired boy sat himself down on the seat beside him, dumping his bag on the desk and slapping the book against the table.

he tried not to jump at how rough he was, how much he seemed like he'd lash out in a heartbeat. jeongguk tired to look past all that, but he still couldn't help but be petrified. he'd no clue where he'd gotten that ounce of confidence from yesterday because right now, it seemed surreal.

"c-can you get your feet off the table." jeongguk asked quietly, eyeing his shoes that rested inches away from the books that he had just stacked.

"make me."

"i made you come here, i'm sure i could make you do that too." oh fuck, where did that come from? why did he sound like a brat all of a sudden? wishful thinking but jeongguk was sure that he could say more. perhaps it just came when they held a conversation.

"just scan the stupid book."

jeongguk eyed the novel next to his hand with curiousity. whatever did taehyung mean- oh.

"don't laugh or i will make you wish you never judged me in the first place." the older growled; jeongguk tried not to, he really did, but he found himself snickering nonetheless.

"i-i'm sorry, i just don't get it- haha!" he doubled over gasping for a bit of air. his eyes scanned the title one last time before he wailed with laughter.

'peppa pig: daddy pig puts up a picture'

jeongguk fell over laughing.

"it's not fucking funny!" taehyung roared, but the tiny boy wasn't paying attention. he was just finding it hard to breathe from the way his stomach cramped up with glee.

genuine tears pricked his eyes as he tried to comprehend the situation. he was here, in the middle of a library with the most popular kid in school who liked to read kids books and not just any kids books. peppa fucking pig at that. this was so.. unbelievable!

"i'm- i'm s-sorry i-" jeongguk blinked away the tears in his eyes. god, this couldn't get any better than it already had. it was already so ridiculous, he didn't think he could use anything else to his benefit. "i have so much shit to blackmail you with, i actually feel special that others don't know this stuff about you." the smaller giggled, placing a small hand to his mouth as he'd yet again said something that he regretted.

taehyung frowned, dark brows knitting together with anger. "yeah, keep thinking that, you can't deny that you're lucky i'm even associating myself with you in the first place." how could he scoff like that, how could he be so awfully rude? then again, nothing new there.

"you're so full of yourself, no wonder people aren't fond of you!" jeongguk laughed incredulously. this was absolutely absurd, perhaps this was a bad idea, how could he ever stand kim taehyung after all he'd been through with him, the boy had no morals!

"people secretly adore me, kitten, you included."

jeongguk blushed.

"i-i do not, that is a fat lie! i strongly dislike you." he pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

taehyung rolled his eyes.

"whatever you say, princess."

oh.

well fuck.
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stan Peppa 😔👊