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[thirty-seven] forced smile

KIM TAEHYUNG POV
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taehyung mindlessly tapped keys on the infamous piano tiles™, wanting for time to pass. since the university's teachers were participating in the yearly in-service training day, all students had a day off. most students would deem it as lucky but taehyung couldn't regret it more. it was painful to listen to jungkook's strained breathing, to watch him toss and turn.

as the clocks hands' etched closer to nighttime, taehyung abruptly rushed towards the entryway hanger grabbing his coat in the process. jungkook looked up bewildered with half lidded eyes and messy hair, whimpering in a confused matter. taehyung didn't hear this who was typing to jimin, indicating that he was on his way. he just said "call me if you need anything," before walking out.

JEON JUNGKOOK POV
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jungkook pulled the duvet over his head, digging his face in the sheets. i actually hoped that he'd stay and explain himself.

...i guess not.

jungkook decides instead of pointlessly laying down all day, to go out for one of his beloved walks. he slips on a pair of timberlands after putting gloves on, accompanying it with a fairly thick coat. he snugly wraps a knitted scarf around his bare neck, grabbing his phone from the counter before stepping out.

seems like i'll be taking the long one today, he pondered, rubbing his cold hands together.

PARK JIMIN
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"taehyungie" is typing...
taehyungie: im on my way

jimin: hurry yo ass up
jimin: i look like an idiot alone

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jimin snickers at his friend, excited that they finally would have some fun together. like old, best buds. you know, before he showed up.

jimin was standing in the middle of a crowd, pushing his way through. there were kids from multiple universities, who'd selfishly invite themselves just to get some free beer and hookups. people were spilling alcohol all over and a group in a corner were shouting, whilst playing a poor version of the malteser game.

the speakers were blasting distasteful music, and numerous drunk girls would tug at jimin's sleeve asking for his "help". he couldn't help but scrunch his nose as he shrugged them off, standing by a window near the doorway.

when jimin sees a familiar figure, he almost flies over to greet him. "finally!"
the brunette chuckles gently, hanging up his coat. "i'm ready to get wasted, let's go already." taehyung beams, ready to interrupt the teens choking down maltesers. "wait, my phone-"

"and why do you need it?" jimin asks, smiling sickly.

taehyung looks down, mumbling "jungkook might call. i told him to call if he needed anything."

jimin gritted his teeth, covering it up with a forced smile. "forget about him. now let's have some fun!" he ignored taehyung's complaints, pushing him towards their classmates. as he looks away, jimin sneakily snatches taehyung's phone from his jacket and dug it in his back pocket, hoping that the brunette didn't see. i will not let him ruin our fun, jimin thinks darkly.

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incoming call from "bunny boy"

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