WHAT HE WANTS | TAEKOOK ✓

two.

jungkook's pov

i heard a 'tsk' sound from beside me, making me look up from my phone to see yoongi staring down at his phone with an annoyed expression.

the professor was speaking some psychology crap in the background, making me bored to death.

"what?" i asked, desperate to be entertained.

"i hate that jin thinks he can answer namjoon's texts. i was telling him something very personal and now jin knows... god, jin knows. he's going to tell everyone." yoongi whispered, slightly horrified.

"dude, calm down. im sure jin won't say anything. but seriously, namjoon needs to set some ground rules with his little boyfriend." i snickered, knowing exactly how yoongi felt because it had happened to me as well.

yoongi suddenly smiled, making me look at him slightly confused.

"jimin is so cute. he always sends me little paragraphs when he forgets to wake up in time to say bye." his gummy smile made me chuckle lightly at how whipped he was.

talk about being hypocritical.

he shoved his phone in my face, allowing me to scan the screen, seeing a long text message with a bunch of pink heart emojis everywhere.

and then i looked at what yoongi had replied.

'okay & thanks.'

i snorted loudly, making a few people from the row in-front of me turn to stare.

"why did you snort?" yoongi asked, frowning.

"nothing man. im sure jimin will appreciate your message."