It might seem pretty dumb but yeah, Dowoo  sometimes let his intrusive thoughts win. He might be calm and collected but not until his anger enters in.

Jimin knows him more than anyone else around but what he did was far from his expectations.

Panicking and losing his own shit Jimin held V's upper arm, dragging him up to stand back before he could get more closer to the beaten male.

The beaten guy wasn't alone. He was with many other friends who were definitely triggered by the incident. In a moment they were already pulling up sleeves and walking towards Dowoo and Jimin had to step in front.

"Listen, we can talk-" Jimin tried to talk but those other guys were about to push him away and get a hold of Dowoo who didn't even budge.

"Guys! Stop it before I come!" Soon Yoongi yelled, catching everyone's attention and the group of other males had to stop, looking over at Yoongi's direction who stood at the other end of the stairs in front of the stage.

"What do you think you are doing?! Is this a fucking playground or what?" Hoseok snapped, standing there along with Yoongi.

"Get him to infirmary and Jimin, V, both of you follow me." Yoongi commanded and none of them could disagree with him anymore.

"We'll see you." One of his friends whispered through his gritted teeth and Dowoo only scoffed.

"Fuck off."

"Kim." Yoongi called his name dangerously and V rolled his eyes.

"Both of you, follow me right now."

And they had to.

~♡~

"What was the reason?" Yoongi asked in his backstage room, looking at Jimin and Dowoo back and forth. Jimin had his head hanging low while Dowoo was standing chill, hand in his pocket, messy black hair over his face he ruffled with his one free hand.

Hoseok stared at the two from afar, sitting upon the table while Yoongi had his arms crossed as he walked closer to them.

"I asked you something." Yoongi had to speak again and Jimin finally looked up, showing the most adorable innocent face ever. Yoongi lost his urge to even utter a word so he simply looked at Dowoo and raised his eyebrows.

"Do you think everyone here is your punching bag?" Yoongi asked Dowoo in a calm voice and Dowoo was still looking away, which Yoongi didn't like even for a little bit.

"I'm talking to you." And this time he grabbed the hem of his upper hoodie with his single hand, pulling him and that's when Dowoo looked at his face.

"What was the reason?" He asked calmly again.

"He threatened to kick him and was being an absolute asshole so I had to step in." The elder twin then whispered back and Yoongi scoffed.

"Threatened? You were moved by just a threat?" Yoongi asked in a calm, humiliating way and Dowoo looked him right into his eyes, that's it, that was his reply.

"If you think your punches will keep this place running then get out of your fucking mind. And no one can touch or hurt anyone as long as I'm around or above them. Get it?" Yoongi asked, grabbing his hoodie tighter and shaking him and little and Dowoo only gave him a mocking smug.

"Don't fucking take me lightly, because if I add you in my blacklist it will be hell of a terrific experience for you in this university so take my advice, behave." Yoongi warned him again, letting go of his hoodie and tapping his shoulder before turning to look at Jimin.

"Why did he threaten you in the first place?" He asked Jimin and the smaller male looked up with his gentle gaze, nervous hands playing with the bottom end of his sweatshirt.

"He started dancing on the stage even though it was my turn to. I simply asked him to let me perform but he was being rude." Jimin answered in a slow way, Yoongi listening to him carefully.

"Then you should have come to me." Yoongi said and Jimin looked down sadly.

"I'm sorry, this won't happen again." Jimin whispered sadly.

"Why are you even sorry? It wasn't your fault. It's just that your friend has a misconception that he runs this place." Yoongi insulted V and Jimin pretty much felt very bad about the whole situation.

"He's sorry too." Jimin added and Yoongi only sighed.

"Leave guys, you have already wasted my lot of time." Saying this Yoongi walked back to the table beside Hoseok who was watching them all the time.

"You can perform later, Jimin and I'll make sure nobody interferes again." Hoseok said calmly as an assurance and Jimin nodded.

"Okay guys leave."

Jimin nodded and turned around to leave, being followed by Dowoo all the way out to the auditorium and then the corridor.

Jimin kept walking furiously and he could hear the other one behind him and that's when he decided to stop, turning back furiously and Dowoo stopped in his tracks.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" Jimin retorted, pushing him back by his chest and V furrowed his eyebrows.

"Did I ask you for any help? No. No fucking not. Then why the hell did you have to step in and cause trouble. Do you think you're some mafia don here running this territory? This is a fucking university and you have pretty much of good reputation already for breaking jaws now fuck off and get away from my business." Jimin yelled angrily, chest heaving up and down in anger as he stared at Dowoo's lopsided eyes.

"Done?" Dowoo simply asked in an unamused way and Jimin knitted his eyebrows together in bewilderment.

"Anything else?" Dowoo asked again and Jimin looked away, chuckling bitterly.

"Look at you, fucking unapologetic asshole."

"Yes I am one."

"Be who the disgusting hell are you but fuck off, fuck off from my business and my proximity. I don't need your fucking help." Jimin retorted again and was about to turn around to leave but Dowoo was fast enough to catch his wrist to resist him from walking away.

"I will punch whoever messes with you and you can't change that." As soon as Dowoo said, Jimin turned around intensively, widening his eyes at his audacity.

"Oh, is that!? Then punch your own fucking face because apparantly you are the one messing with me, with my mind and my soul all the fucking time." Jimin blurted out angrily, on the verge of crying and Dowoo just stared at him like that, quietly but with a chaotic mind.

Jimin decided to walk away again but Dowoo didn't let go of his arm, letting him struggle in getting away.

Expressionless face and cold gaze, simply looking at the other having a hard time releasing his arm and trying not to cry and fuck, that shit hurts.

And that's when the taller one pulled him closer, closer enough to have a grasp of his little frame in his embrace and hug him.

Jimin almost gave up on his attempts to get away, trying to inhale and not cry but as soon as his face met that chest, a hand on the back of his head calmly pulling him more and more into his embrace and another hand securely on his back and fuck, he couldn't help himself but cry.

Knowing he was crying, Dowoo tightened his grip around him more, letting his face dig into his neck as he held his quivering frame and held him just like that.

If he could have done that earlier, Jimin wouldn't be staying mad anymore. What took him so long to react? Jimin only wondered.

That's how Dowoo usually apologizes, showing that he is ready to let himself down and make the first move, that he is entirely at his lowest and wants it to be fixed with a warm hug.

It took a while for Jimin to react and slowly hold the taller male's waist to hug, hold him back with the same intensity and cry as much as he wanted to.

"You're such an asshole. I fucking hate you. How can you be so ruthless? So fucking rude." Jimin whined between his cries and Dowoo simply leaned his head to the side, rubbing the back of his head with his hand.

That snuggle of comfort was his apology.

Jimin too snuggled in more if it was possible, it's rare when Dowoo let him feel his embrace like that so he wanted to have all of it. That unique smell of his deodorant, his essence unlike anything else. It's just what he would die for in the deepest of nights and brightest of days.

Just one hold of that blunder of his life.

And for V, nothing else feels better than having his squish mellow squeezed in his embrace, exactly how he wants him to be.

After every fight a new type of agony will come into existence that they were aware of and once they reconcile, it all turns into a feeling they don't know. Something sweet and warm, they want to just be different versions of each other for one another.

Like fuck everything, Dowoo was this close to snuggle him like a little kitten, treat him as nicely as possible and show him how adorable and absolute cutie he is. That intensive urge to baby him would come colliding but they were bounded by a line. Friendship.

Jimin let go of him after a little while, sniffling and wiping his face and that's when Dowoo's hand extended to his face, wiping those tears for him with the edge of his own sleeves. Jimin let the taller male do whatever he wanted to, soon brushing his hair nicely for him as if grooming his little mess.

Jimin's face intensified into an even more adorable face, swollen with redness all over his cheeks and shiny eyes and Dowoo was absolutely a fan of that.

A chuckle left his lips as he soon held and sweetened Jimin's cheeks, his beaky appearing but the poor little male was not in any mood of that.

"You look ugly when you cry, stop." Dowoo whispered and Jimin was fast enough to hit his fist into Dowoo's belly who winced but laughed quietly.

"Ouch."

"Fucker. You deserve a fucking kick, no a smack of bat on your skull." Jimin whined adorable and V being V, walked into his side and curled his arm around his shoulder and started dragging him away.

"Ice cream is on me."

"Just an ice cream? You owe me a fucking meal next time." Jimin added and Dowoo only smiled in his direction, slightly hitting his head with him.

"Sure."

~♡~

"What's better than a beautiful day with some ice cream." Jungkook said dreamily, looking up at the clouded sky, settled on the bench with Taehyung in one of the parks of their huge campus.

A serene place with a lot of flowers in the surrounding, a tree above their head and the bench they settled on beneath the beautiful blue sky.

They were bunking the art class and having their ice creams together and as always, mint choco dominating Jungkook's tongue palate while Taehyung who was absolutely disgusted by the flavor had to have it.

For him he hated mint choco but something about Jungkook's presence forced him to like that flavor he once hated on his tongue. He still isn't fond of it but knowing how crazily Jungkook loves it gives him a reason to give it a try.

Jungkook doesn't know he hates mint choco and he didn't have the heart to let him know either so he would have it, as long as Jungkook would be the one to accompany him while having it. In fact he can have it all the time if it gives him a chance to sit with Jungkook under a bright blue sky.

They were enjoying the silence like that, having their ice creams and enjoying the cool breezes kissing their faces.

"So, are you coming to my match tomorrow?" Jungkook soon asked and Taehyung looked in his direction.

"Sure, I definitely will."

"And Jimin?"

"He will too."

"Great!"

Jungkook smiled and took a big bite of his scoop, panicking as he suddenly got a brain freeze.

"Fuck, that was a big one." Jungkook said after gulping it down and Taehyung smiled, extending his hand to rub his back.

"You have a fetish for ice cream." Taehyung commented and Jungkook turned his gaze to him in a playful manner.

"Not my only fetish though."

"Dork." Taehyung chuckled as he hit his thigh.

For a moment they were so close that something almost struck Jungkook's nostrils, sweeping him off by his feet as he got hit with a strong sense of nostalgia and belongingness.

Out of his control he leaned over to inhale that same familiar smell. Taehyung, as confused as anyone around, sat there in bewilderment, not knowing why Jungkook suddenly got closer, his nose almost near the brunet's ear and for a moment his heart skipped a beat.

What the hell is he doing?

Taehyung almost froze, hands so shaky that he could almost drop his half eaten cone on the ground.

"Miss. Dior Blooming Bouquet?" Jungkook backed away and asked, Taehyung far too lost in trance.

"I love this cologne." Jungkook whispered with a gentle smile, pressing the top of Taehyung's nose and the poor boy blinked several times, coming back to life.

"It reminds me of my mom. She loved Miss. Dior fragrance collections. You absolutely rock in this, so you." Jungkook complimented in a gentle way, his voice showing his admiration and excitement all together that had Taehyung's heart fluttering.

That's insane. How easily Jungkook can take control of his mind is insane.

What Taehyung didn't realize was how he was melting into a puddle just to hear that like his ice cream that began to melt from his hands to his lap, messing his jeans and it came into Jungkook's attention who looked down instantly.

"Damn, your jeans." Jungkook said out loud and Taehyung looked down, panicking and dropping his cone away and Jungkook quickly pulled out his handkerchief, trying to wipe it.

As if what happened wasn't enough, now  Jungkook was wiping that melted ice cream off his jeans, caressing against the mellow skin of his thighs, feeling every stroke of them against his skin beneath the fabric of the jeans, Taehyung tensed in his place, pressing his thighs together and Jungkook was unaware of it.

That close was so close.

His hands on Taehyung's thigh, his face closer to Taehyung's. The younger twin could see his side view of face, his lips almost an inch away from Jungkook's heavily pierced ear, Taehyung wondered if he could feel his breath fanning against his ear. Maybe Jungkook did.

"S-sorry about that." Taehyung whispered once Jungkook backed away.

"Oh no, it's okay. Sadly, you dropped your cone."

"Oh no, I'm fine."

Jungkook looked over at his half eaten cone, soon handing it to Taehyung.

"Here, have some." As Jungkook gestured Taehyung shook his head.

"No, I'm fine."

"Sure?"

"Yes, sure."

They sat back straight again, focusing on the front rather than each other and for a moment because what happened thickened the air around them and Jungkook who wasn't that oblivious cleared his throat awkwardly while Taehyung wanted to melt on the bench entirely, all his muscles relaxed rather being contracted, feeling too weak. He was contemplating life. What the hell just happened?

Oh how he wish he had that ice cream in his hand and he would keep dropping it on his lap or above-

"By the way, we are so close to the fresher's party, what's your plan?" Jungkook then asked.

"No one asked me out." Taehyung spoke with a bit of disappointment.

"Then you ask any." Jungkook added and Taehyung turned to look at his face, quietly staring at him until Jungkook raised his one eyebrow and Taehyung looked away, shaking his head.

"What?" Jungkook asked, looking at Taehyung's direction who was looking away.

"I haven't been on a date before. I don't know about these things, how to ask or how to react if once being asked. It's complicated." Taehyung spoke in a low gentle voice through his pout, eyes lost into space as he wondered.

"If you wanna go out with anybody, just go and ask them. That's how it works." Jungkook suggested.

"Do you think it's that easy?" Taehyung asked and Jungkook rolled his eyes while thinking.

"Umm, it depends. But if I were you I would be confident enough to ask anybody I liked. I mean look at you, barely anyone has a heart to reject you." Jungkook replied, sounding genuine and honest, that Taehyung snapped his head in his direction, heart racing up with all that excitement.

"Really?"

"Yeah." Jungkook smiled in his direction and fuck, Taehyung had to touch his cheeks to feel if they were not burning and Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut as he laughed.

"Damn, what is it?"

"No one ever told me this. This is…. Ah." Taehyung freaked out quietly and Jungkook scrunched his nose at his adorableness, throwing his head back.

"How come Dowoo is your twin? You two are so different." Jungkook commented and Taehyung was still busy freaking out inside his mind.

Jungkook really just shook his entire self from the inside out. The poor younger twin wanted to kick his leg and throw his arms excitedly to show his joy.

"I deserved a sundae but that's more than enough."

Soon Jungkook and Taehyung turned their heads to hear the familiar voice, someone coming and sitting on the bench attached to theirs in the back and they could clearly see who they were.

"I wonder how a chipmunk like you walks around with the belly of a hippo." Dowoo commented and Jimin hit his shoulder, rolling his eyes and making faces.

Jungkook and Taehyung were completely shocked to see the sight, the two of them sitting on the bench just behind theirs, absolutely unaware of their presence and having ice creams together. They passed each other glances before shifting themselves to see them clearly, being able to see Jimin and Dowoo's back.

"You have the appetite of an elephant, so don't come at me."

"But at least I am high like a giraffe. You're still a chipmunk."

"But why do you carry the brain of a lizard?"

"They are smarter than chipmunks."

"Okay Aristotle."

Jimin looked up and down at the other, flicking his hair and licking his scoop.

"I wanna taste yours." He soon heard Dowoo and gave him a deadly look.

"Should have gotten then, why did you get mango?" Jimin retorted but Dowoo being stubborn held his hand, leaning in to take a bite of his scoop and Jimin started throwing tantrums.

"Not that big motherfucker!" Jimin retorted as Dowoo backed away shamelessly having his own ice cream later and Jimin couldn't just do the same because he hates mango flavor.

What a cheap tactic.

"Guys?" And soon Jimin could hear someone from behind, causing him to turn around and boom, Jungkook and Taehyung with surprised looks watching the two.

They all were bunking collectively.

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Damn, Idk what I wrote. But next chapters gonna be so fun.

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