Jungkook sulked for the rest of day, irritated at the fact he had to give away money to a bet he thought he had in the bag. It was humiliating, really.

What didn't make it any better was Taehyung teasing him the whole time, rubbing it in his face that Leehyun actually was able to score a date with Jimin.

"Tae, hun, I know he's your friend and you're happy but chill," Jungkook said, looking at his boyfriend who snickered.

"Just had to make sure you felt salty." Taehyung kissed his cheek, moving his hand to the back of his head and playing with Jungkook's hair. "Fun, right?"

Jungkook shook his head, looking away. They were in one of their last periods together, having twenty minutes left of class.

"Anyways, ready to hang out later? With the group?" Taehyung asked, taking Jungkook's hand and rubbing his thumb into his knuckle. "You're going to look cute for me, right? Daddy likes having something to look at."

Those words had Jungkook snapping his head in the quickest motion yet. His lips were trembling as they tried to hold down a grin. He tried so very hard to stifle his laugh, putting his free hand over his mouth. "Please, for the sake of me and you both, never call yourself daddy again. Ever."

Taehyung pushed out a pout, showing a bummed look. "Why? Why do you have to crush every dream I have? Can't I top?"

The whole conversation was almost scaring Jungkook. "Wait, against who? Me? Pfft! No way! Gguk is most definitely not letting you. That's insane. What makes you think these things, Kitten?"

Taehyung just rolled his eyes. "Seriously, try to look nice. You guys don't try in your outfits." He shrugged. "Just for me!" He smiled with glee, watching his boyfriend just stare at him. He waited on his answer, moving his one hand to hold the side of Jungkook's face. "Please?" He puckered his lips at him.

"Dress up how?" Jungkook sighed. His eyes scanned every detail on Taehyung's face as his smile lit up. Jungkook had it bad for Taehyung, his heart was melting. Part of him knew that this is the boy he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, who he wanted to cherish forever and always. He might've been young but he was so, so, so in love.

"Well," Taehyung started. "You and Ggukie are really hot, like, incredibly sexy, right? So, I wanted you guys to come with nice dress pants, a plain T-shirt, and a belt. Tuck your shirt into your pants. If you're wearing long sleeves, roll them up to your elbow, please. Make sure your hair doesn't look scattered all over the place, look like you tried." Taehyung said, pulling Jungkook close and pecking his lips. "For me!"

"For you?"

"Yes, for me."

"You better wear thongs then. I hate it when you wear boxers that hold your ass in." Jungkook said and received a slap in the arm right after that, chuckling as Taehyung's face went a vibrant shade of red. He couldn't help it, it was too good not to say. "What? It's for me!" He mocked.

***

The twins were in the car together, getting ready to pick up Jimin and Hoseok. Jimin had informed the twins that Taehyung couldn't watch cartoons so he would be picked up with Jeongguk and Jungkook.

"I feel so uncomfortable." Jeongguk complained for the nth time, fixing his belt once again. "The shit we do for him. Fuck, I love him." He said with an obvious attitude but clear affection.

Jungkook snickered. "He doesn't want us coming with jeans and a band shirt. He said he rather we look spiffy."

"I feel like . . . A business man. I hate it. I rather go ass naked." Said the more annoyed twin, leaning his head back. "If these two aren't ready to go, I swear to god, Kook, we're leaving them."

"Tae would make us go back to get them."

"Unfortunately. I wish he would be on our side."

"You're just impatient."

"Am I?"

"A little bit."

"Whatever."

The rest of the drive was quiet, a few huffs here and there from Jeongguk who adjusted his belt several more times, but no words were spoken.

"Took you guys long enough." Jimin bitched as he climbed into the car, scooting all the way in so Hoseok could hop right into the vehicle. "Traffic bad?"

"Just be grateful we even picked you up," Jeongguk said in a deep tone, sounding intimidating.

"Wow," Hoseok breathed. "You . . . You guys look hot. Like, if I wasn't so into Yoongi and if you both weren't dicks, I think I could dig it." He buckled in. "It's a bit harder to tell you guys apart. Jungkook's dark roots and the fact that both of your guys' hairs are split."

Jimin hummed in agreement. "Is something special happening tonight at dinner?"

Jungkook shook his head. "No, Tae just wanted us to look nice. He said we don't really try when we dress so he wanted us to actually give effort."

"Pays off," mentioned the eldest in the car.

Jungkook turned the key, starting the engine back up and pulling off to the restaurant the other four would be at.

"But anyways, I'm glad you could take us. Me and Tae were going to watch his cartoons but he said we could do it later sometime, again, like I told you already." Jimin shrugged, seeing the younger twin come to a red light. That brought him to his next thought, bringing up something he never really took the time to think of. "Jeongguk, why don't you drive?" He asked, seeing The Jeon Twin freeze.

"I don't have my license." Jeongguk responded without much explanation.

"Not anymore." The other twin chuckled, a smirk on his pretty face.

Hoseok hopped into the conversation. "What did you do?"

"He got into a car accident." Jungkook snickered, shaking his head.

It was a moment of silence before Jimin added in his two cents. "I don't . . . I don't understand why that's funny."

"It's funny when you know how I did it. I didn't get hurt, a bruise at the most." Jeongguk shrugged. "I got it suspended for a year."

Jungkook began to speak then. "He got it taken away before we met Taehyung and just before me and you met, Jimin. He was driving my mom's car to go to practice and the girls soccer team was practicing on their field. So, Jeongguk being the pervert he was, got rubbernecked. He was staring so hard, went up the curb, and crashed right into the stop sign."

"Yeah . . . Seeing the soccer team look at me then wasn't exactly fun, I looked like a dumb-ass." Jeongguk sounded embarrassed. "I could tell some wanted to laugh after realizing who I was."

"I forget you have attraction to females since you're in a relationship with a guy." Hoseok commented, leaning back in his seat.

"Well, if you have a nice ass, you have a nice ass." Jeongguk shrugged lamely. "The personalities just help. Taehyung has the perfect personality."

"Are you pan?"

"Pan?" Jeongguk and Jungkook both inquired at the same time, in sync.

Jimin continued. "Pansexual."

"What's that?" Asked Jungkook. He heard of the word but wasn't too aware of the actual meaning.

"Um, well, it's just attraction to personalities. You don't care what gender, just as long as they're attractive and have a good personality." Jimin informed based off of what he knew so please don't attack him if the information is incorrect.

"I think that describes you perfectly, Gguk." Hoseok said, wanting to be included in the conversation. "But, Kook, what's your sexuality? You've never told us."

Jungkook didn't answer immediately. "Um . . ." He hummed in thought. "I think I'm gay. Well . . . No, yeah, I'm gay. I fucked around with girls but I just . . . I just did that to look better than Gguk." The younger twin said.

"What do you mean?" Asked Jimin.

Jungkook sighed, feeling uncomfortable talking about it. "I always looked up to Gguk while we were younger. He truly reminded me of an older brother. I just wanted to be cool like him, be the better twin. So, In middle school, I would just fuck around and sleep with girls."

"Wait," Hoseok interrupted. "You mean to tell me you lost your virginity in MIDDLE SCHOOL?!"

"Could you say it any louder? I don't think the people out on the street heard you." Jeongguk commented sarcastically.

"I'm not proud of it. Again, I only did it to be cooler than Jeongguk but he was still a virgin back then. He only lost his virginity to Taehyung. Tae is the only person he slept with."

Jeongguk groaned. "Could you not? Literally that's my business."

"Everyone already knows." Kook reassured.

"I didn't!" Hoseok laughed. "You only have one body? That's so cute of you! I don't think I would've guessed that. How many bodies do you have, Kook?"

"I rather not say." Jungkook muttered.

Jimin patted his seat with his fingers. "It's only us! We wouldn't make fun of you! I'm sure it's not even that bad."

"I feel like you guys would disown me more than make fun of me." Jungkook cleared, sucking in a deep breath. "Just forget it."

"It's not that bad, Kook." Jeongguk nudged his arm. "Say if you want, I don't think it's that bad, it could be a lot worse."

"Yeah, say it." Hoseok urged.

"Eight." Jungkook said, Jeongguk immediately looking over and cocking a brow. "C'mon," said Gguk. "Let's not lie."

". . . Twelve." The brunet damn near whispered, feeling his cheeks heat up.

"You guys are very flip-flopped." Jimin hummed. "Gguk seems like the fuck-boy but it's turns out Kook is. Plot twist, everyone."

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AUTHOR
NOTE——

1. I think I wanna end the book around eighty? Maybe? What do you guys think?
2. At the end of the book, I'm going to be making scenes. Things that never made it into the book so if you guys have ideas for crackhead bullshit, comment them and I'll write out the scenes to post at the end.
3. Is this story cliché to you guys or does it have originality? :) Be kind