Taehyung sits across the cafeteria, but that doesn’t mean he can’t see Jungkook who’s practically drooling over him from afar. Taehyung smiles at him. Fucking smiles while Jungkook furiously blushes leading him to slam his palm on the table, making a few heads turn towards him. “That’s it, I’m going to kill him!” He exclaims, and Namjoon isn’t even surprised. “Or you could just ask him out.” Jungkook is frantic again when he stutters, “Um, killing– killing is better.”
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Taekooked × Minishots
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