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happy late birthday washable markers lol

(for anyone wondering, the first chapter was published on THE FIRST DAY OF PRIDE MONTH what an amazing time am i right) 

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   No more than two minutes after they ended the call, a text from Jimin popped up on Taehyung's lockscreen. It startled him, since he'd not been expecting anything to interrupt the silence of his bedroom.

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minnie: xxx-xxx-xxxx

minnie: enjoy ♡( ❛ั દ ❛ั ⭒)

tae: MINNE UR THE BEST ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚

minnie: go get ur mans bestie

tae: also how'd you get it so fast??? i thought i'd be waiting to get the number from sorah at school tomorrow?

minnie: well there's this thing that we're currently using that's called texting that makes it easier to get numbers to text people with

tae: ohhh i didn't know you had her number

tae: why'd she give it to you and not me >:(

minnie: o.o

tae: i feel so betrayed rn

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    Feelings were once again swirling in Taehyung's head, his stomach, and his chest. Right now it was the strangest mix of relief, disappointment, and nervousness, turning and swirling. Taehyung imagined it as the stripes on one of those huge, rainbow lollipops.

   He shook his head in an effort to clear his mind a little, then opened his phone again and punched in the number.

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tae: hey

unknown: wait a sec, taehyung?

jeongguk: i thought your parents would've taken your phone

jeongguk: especially cuz you didn't answer my texts

tae: oh.. yeah they did

tae: they deleted your number from it

tae: i just got it off of jimin and he got it from sorah

jeongguk: ohh that makes sense

tae: speaking of which i should probably change your name

tae: i shall now call you: 'girlfriend>.< <33'

girlfriend>.< <33: help i snorted

tae: well now if they take my phone again they'll see that and think it's sorah

girlfriend>.< <33: right. forgot about that

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   Talking to Jeongguk again, even if it had only been less than a day since he'd technically spoken to him, was pure relief. Or maybe it wasn't. Only half relief, maybe. The other half be anxiety. Or helplessness. What was there to do next? What would happen?

   He heard his parents' bedroom door open out in the hallway and his father's footsteps on the wood. He almost froze in fear, but fought against it in order to close his messages app, turn off his phone, and toss it under his pillow. But the footsteps passed. He was going downstairs.

   Taehyung released the air sealed in his chest. Then, he released the tension in his muscles and melted onto his bed.

Seriously, what am I gonna do?

   He was grounded until graduation, which would mean he likely would stop seeing Jeongguk every day. That was an icky thought. He didn't even know Jeongguk's plans for after graduation. Heck, he didn't know his plans for after graduation. He'd been thinking about entirely other things for the past month or so.

   Where would the boy go? Would he be in a rush to leave home? Would he go off to college? Would he leave Taehyung behind and find a more convenient, easily-accessible lover? Would it be selfish to ask him to stay?

We're not dating. He has no obligation to stay with me.

   He rolled onto his stomach and groaned into his pillow. What was he to do? He should've known this wouldn't work out. It was fun while it lasted. Though he knew it may have been a bit dramatic, he let his mind work up scenes where Jeongguk would delete his number and skip town without another thought of him. Then, he caught himself, and realized he was thinking the worst of poor Jeongguk again. He probably should have been accustomed Jeongguk's personality enough to know that would likely be the last thing he would do.

I wish I didn't get so panicky about everything. Maybe I should try to calm down and logically access this situation.

    He tried.

   An hour or so of pondering, constructing more scenarios, and overall worrying later, he was completely tired of thinking. Lying on his bed, he was left with a strange, mixed feeling of hope and hopelessness. Maybe he and Jeongguk could work something out. But then again it would never work. Or would it?

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today's tmi:

i do not recommend not eating for two days while also not really drinking. turns out that makes you puke up bile hahaha