Taehyung's pov 

After wiping my tears, I led Jimin onto the kitchen so we could eat the dinner that my mother supposedly prepared.

Sitting down at the kitchen table I almost laughed at how generic the food was. 

Really?

Spaghetti?

Jimin sat down next to me and we ate in silence. 

I had questions for the older male but wasn't sure if I could just ask him so I decide to wait. 

I was just staring at his chubby cheeks. The way they moved when he ate. His plump lips. He had a sudden outburst that almost made me fall off my chair.

"Tae!" 

"What?" I asked.

"The essay!" I completely forgot about the essay. I honestly didn't care. Normally, I would be fine with this kind if topic but since I had to do it with Jimin, it felt awkward.

I felt bad about leading him on last time, but he was always with Jungkook. I didn't even know if they were dating or not.

"It's fine. You can stay the night if you want. We can work on the essay after dinner." I say calmly. We did have a week. I didn't know why he was so worried about the project.

But at the same time, Jimin had always been more mature than me. Always planning ahead so the future wouldn't jump out and scare him. I preferred for the future ti come. Like a bandaid. Painful and quick.

"I'll have to call Yoongi hyung." He uttered pulling out his phone. He tapped his screen for a while before his face lost its color.

"What's wrong?" I was afraid Yoongi hyung was in the hospital again or something. Jimin looked really scared.

"Nothing. I'm sure it's nothing." He said sliding his phone into his pocket. I rested my arm on his shoulder. "You don't look okay." I admit.

"I-I've been getting messages from an unknown number and they're really scary." I was confused. What kind of messages could scare you? It wasn't one if those chain messages, right?

"Can I see them?" I didn't want to pressure him into saying 'yes' so I tried not to sound worried but my voice faltered.

He pulled out his phone again and showed me his screen. His eyes had tears brimming them.

My eyes were trying to burn his phone. I couldn't stand the thought of someone sending such dirty messages to him. I felt like killing him.

At this point Jimin was crying. "How long?"

"Maybe a week. Even when I block them, they just change numbers. They've been stalking me too. Saying I look good in what I wore that day or asking me how whatever class was." He says.

He looked so scared. Just sitting at my dinner table crying and shaking. I hugged him close and noticed he got another message.

"You just got a message from Jungkook." I had to try really hard to not sound disgusted when I said 'Jungkook' . It wasn't that I didn't like him. We'd been great friends for a while but I hated that I saw him kissing Jimin.

What else could they have done at this point? I grimaced at the dirty image in my mind and shook it off.

He opened the message and cursed loudly. This was my first time hearing him curse. I looked at him in shock. What happened to my cute innocent sweet Jimin?

"Shit!" He says under his breath. My eyebrows shoot up. "I forgot. I was supposed to go shopping with Jungkook today." He says. I hid the smirk that wanted to appear on my face.

Jimin was one special boy. One second he was crying about a disgusting stalker, the next second he was cursing because he forgot about Jungkook.

"Well, I guess you can't do anything about it now." I say. "I guess." He admitted.

"Should we get started with the essay?" I ask. "Sure." He shruggs his shoulders.

Back in my room i lie stomach down on my bed with a laptop while Jimin sits at my desk. "So, we covered the female body, right?" Jimin asks. "Yep." I reply looking at my laptop.

"Next is.." his voice trailed off. I could tell he felt awkward and I did too, but I was tired of this awkward feeling just because our subject was'human reproduction'. 

I sigh and get off my bed walking towards him. "Jimin." I called softly tapping him on the shoulder. He looked at me and I found a blush appearing on his face.

"Let's not be awkward about this. We're both boys and we're friends." I add. "Sorry, it's just weird." He says sheepishly. 

"It's okay." I sigh. "Next is the male body, right?" He nodded slowly. 

We worked on the awkward assignment for the next 30 minutes until we finished. We just had the main part of the assignment left. The.....you know....making love?

"I'm tired." I mumble into my pillow. "Me too." Jimin says as he softly yawns. 

"I'll go take a quick shower." I say walking to the bathroom. 

I strip of my clothes and step into the shower instantly feeling relieved from whatever stress had been building up throughout my day. I wash my body and my hair and step out to grab a towel and dry myself off.

I almost forgot about Jimin when I walked back into my bedroom to get changed until I heard a scream. "Ah!" Jimin screamed. His eyes were scanning my body shamelessly.

I only had a towel wrapped around my waist and my hair was still partly wet. If I was being honest, I looked hot.

I smirked as his eyes did a double take. 

"Like what you see?" I teased. Jimin's eyes widened and he turned around. "S-sorry." His voice was a little over a whisper. 

I chuckled at his cuteness. "Don't be." I say reaching for my clothes. "I'll be back. And dressed." I add walking back to my bathroom. I loved how flustered I could make him. 

I got dressed and brushed my teeth walking back into my room. I noticed how Jimin's face was still flushed and he tried to avoid eye contact with me. 

I pulled out a long t-shirt, some boxers, and some shorts and handed them to Jimin. "Here, you can shower if you want." He nodded and walked into my bathroom closing the door behind him.

I smiled at his cuteness. 

About twenty minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom. I looked him up and down. Even though he was dressed, his mid thighs down were showing because of the length of the shorts I gave him were. The T-shirt also stopped there so most of his legs were showing.

I was kind of surprised since he wasn't at all bothered by it. I thought he would be embarrassed but I guess not.

"Thanks for letting me borrow your clothes." He spoke up. "Thankyou for wearing them. You look good in my clothes." I complemented him and his face automatically went red.

"Can I have a blankey or something?" He asked. I shook my head. "You can sleep in my bed." I say. He looked hesitant. "Don't worry. I won't try anything on you without your consent." I say. He still looks hesitant but I pat the empty space next to me encouraging him to come.

He lies next to me and we sleep peacefully. 

Or almost do.

I look at the boy next to me when I hear soft whimpers. I was going to ask if he was okay, but he spoke up before I could.

His voice was desperate.

"Tae, are you still awake?"

"I'm here." I say calmly.

"Taehyung, I need you." He says. I wasn't exactly sure what he meant but I hugged him.

I wish I hadn't hugged him. I felt something wet touch my inner thigh.

Wait, Jimin had a boner?

Sorry the next chapter may be a little smutty 😉