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It’s too early for this, Jungkook thinks. He’s currently sitting in the seat directly in front of his Bio professor’s podium, which would normally be a good thing, except for the fact that his teacher has a tendency to spit excessively when he’s lecturing. He flinches, as his teacher paces in front of his podium and pauses in front of him, still speaking passionately. And then the door bangs open, a guy wearing glasses he thinks he’s seen before barges in, and drops into the only empty seat. Which happens to be right next to Jungkook.
“Kim Taehyung, late.” The teacher drones, as if the line was written on his notes.
Jungkook fights the urge to either fall asleep, or glue his hand to his forehead, so he can facepalm 24/7. Since, you know, that was pretty much his life in a nutshell. Taehyung plonks an unopened can of a mega Monster energy drink loudly down on his desk, and opens the venti coffee he had almost spilled running into the classroom.
He pops the energy drink open, raises it towards the ceiling, and whispers eerily, “I’m gonna die.” And dumps the whole thing into his half-empty coffee. Jungkook watches in morbid fascination as Taehyung begins to chug the entire cup down as if he wasn’t trying to kill himself during a particularly horrifying Bio class.
Jungkook is treated to what seems like an episode of the X-Files, beginning five minutes after Taehyung downs a probably lethal dose of caffeine. Taehyung is almost vibrating, as he begins taking down notes almost word for word. His glasses slide down his nose, and he doesn’t pause as he nudges them up again and again and again and again and Jungkook thinks he’s watching a gif.
He spends most of class coming up with a caption for this particular moment, and ends up not regretting it even though he’s more of a has-a-stick-up-his-ass college student than his Seokjin-hyung is. As soon as class ends, he taps Taehyung on the shoulder and grins.
“Are you sure you don’t need to go to the hospital? ‘Cause you look like you just caff-ed your way to the emergency room.” Taehyung pauses in his almost maniacal packing up, and stares at him.
“That was the shittiest pun ever.” He judges, looking Jungkook up and down. “I like you!” And throws him a giant smile (that’s for some reason abnormally rectangular/cute) and two thumbs up, dropping the books he was holding onto the ground.
Jungkook leaves the shittiest bio class ever with Kim Taehyung’s phone number (written on his hand along with a bunch of squiggly smiley faces).
to: kim taehyung
hi hyung
from: kim taehyung
KOOKIE! i’m rnng l8 again cus i drank too mch cfee ystrdy take notes 4 me plsssss ;)
to: kim taehyung
im surprised ur not dead i thot u ovrdsd during class again
from: kim taehyung
wtvr JUST FCS ON CLS AND TK NOTES 4 ME
from: kim taehyung
also wat do u hv me svd as in ur contacts
to: coffae
it was kim taehyung just changed it 2 coffae tho
from: coffae
wth chng it 2 taetae now RN
to: taetae
fine done
to: taetae
wait what do u hv me saved as
from: taetae
kookie ofc :pppp
Jungkook laughs a little under his breath, then jumps five feet into the air as his professor’s hand slams down onto his desk.
“Jeon Jungkook-gun, please put your phone away or else you’re leaving this class.” Jungkook screws up his face as he wipes spittle off of his hand.
“Yessir.” He’s beginning to regret sitting in the seat right in front of the podium, until the door slams open and Taehyung runs in.
“Kim Taehyung, late.” The bio teacher drawls.
“Sorry, haha, I had too much caffeine yesterday.” Taehyung chirps, even as the professor gives him a glare. “Hey Kookie!” He grins madly as he sets another coffee down along with his books. Jungkook rolls his eyes and pushes his notes over to Taehyung so he can copy off. “Thanks Kookie!”
from: taetae
u said u dance rite? u shud come meet my bffl so ucan trade dncr notes or wtvr
to: taetae
dancer notes? srsly?
from: taetae
yah wat else tchnqs?
to: taetae
duh. but yeah sure when and where
from: taetae
pNkmOn Cafe, 11 am sat. cyaaaa
to: taetae
hahah my friend works there his name is Seokjin he mite giv us a discount >:) cya
from: taetae
omgosh rly lucky af btw mind if my bfflbrngs anthr frnd? he’s his dnc crew cptn
to: taetae
ofc idc at all :p
Jungkook adjusts his beanie carefully, and pushes his way into pNkmOn Cafe. He sees Seokjin-hyung at the counter almost immediately and waves.
“Hi hyung.” He greets.
“Jungkookie! Hi, you haven’t been here in so long!” Seokjin beams. “Meeting anyone?” He asks with an innocent smile.
“Yeah, just some friends.” As if on cue, the bells on the door jingle loudly and he turns to see Taehyung walk in followed by two other boys.
“Ah! Tae! Hi!” Seokjin waves. Taehyung grins back at Seokjin, and Jungkook is only mildly confused. “Hey Hoseok, hi Jiminie!” Seokjin continues.
“Hey Jin-hyung!” The shorter boy grins, cheeks puffing and eyes disappearing into little crescent moons.
“JINNIE!” Hoseok shouts enthusiastically, arms flailing as he rushes towards the counter, Jimin and Taehyung scampering behind him. Seokjin laughs as Hoseok manages to loop an arm around his neck and place a wet kiss on his cheek.
“Hi Kookie!” Taehyung slings an arm around his shoulder.
“Hi Taetae.” The nickname slips out before he can stop himself, and he winces. Taehyung doesn’t notice though, too busy trying to facilitate introductions. They manage to get seated, however, and Seokjin bustles along behind the counter making drinks for the four of them.
“Jimin’s my biffle.” Taehyung says unashamedly. Jimin punches him in the arm, sleek muscles defined under his white tee. “Haha he’s pretty much a harmless ball of dancing fluff.” Dancing fluff is actually pretty accurate, as Jungkook finds out much later.
“Hobi-hyung is self-declared sunshine.” Taehyung shakes his head disgustedly. “Don’t listen to him, he was a horse in another life.” Hoseok is too busy making body waves at Seokjin behind the counter to deny it.
Jungkook doesn’t really say anything, but from what he gathers from two hours of sitting with Taehyung, Taehyung’s biffle, and Taehyung’s biffle’s dance captain/friend, Taehyung is definitely the weirdest (and best) person he’s met so far in his college experience. Hoseok apparently dabbles in rapping as well, and knows Seokjin well because he raps on stage with Seokjin’s bf (best friend, not boyfriend, though it could be debated), Namjoon. Jimin is a beast when it comes to dancing, and Jungkook feels woefully unqualified even as Taehyung gushes about a 20 second vid, Jungkook sent to him one late night.
from: taetae
i gave H and jm ur # hope u don’t mind
to: taetae
sure
from: unknown
hi jungkookie, it’s Jimin, ur other hyung :p
to: jimin
hi jimin ;p
from: jimin
it’s jimin-HYUNG to u brat
anyways hobi-hyung wants u to join us @dancepractice, fridays 5 pm
to: jimin
thx jimin, tell hoseok-hyung ill try to b there
from: unknown
KOOKIE COME DANCE W/ US???!!!!
to: hobi-hyung
i just told jimin i would, hobi-hyung
from: hobi-hyung
*THUMBS UP*
from: taetae
can i come watch ur dnc prctc
to: taetae
i just found out hobi-hyung was j-hope
he raps with SUGA and rapmon but ik who rapmon is
u can come if u can get me to their next gig
from: taetae
DONE. :3
to: taetae
k then gn
from: taetae
sleep tight dont let the aliens abduct u~ <3
to: taetae
that doesn’t even rhyme >_>
Jungkook spends Friday evening sweating his ass off in the back of a group of dancers. Hoseok is really on fire when he dances, and Jimin is hot too. Jimin finds him during break wiping his sweat off onto his hoodie. Taehyung's already next to him, chattering on about how "Wow Kookie, you're actually really really good at dancing wow!"
“Hey Kookie, you did good.” Jimin pats him on the back. “Especially for a first-timer.” Jungkook just nods, panting too hard to reply. Conversationally, Jimin adds, ”A little bird named Taehyung told me you wanted to watch a J-Suga-Mon collab. Go home, take a shower, change, and we’ll pick you up at seven. They’re performing at the Fantastic BB tonight.” Jungkook almost chokes on his water. Taehyung pats him on the back.
“Okay.” He croaks out, and as soon as they’re excused, practically flies home.
Seven brings a series of abusive fists down onto his door.
“You can stop abusing my door now thanks very much hyung.” Jungkook says sarcastically as he opens the door. And blinks. Twice. No wait, thrice. “Is that guyliner? ” He asks Taehyung.
“Yeah, got something against it?” Taehyung shoots back.
“No.” Jungkook wants to cry. Why does Taehyung look so… attractive in leather pants (that are wayyyy too tight to not be satanic) and a band tee? And his hair (orange this month and artfully messed up) only serves to accentuate black-rimmed eyes. He steps out and locks the door behind him, and followed Taehyung, who practically skips, to the car, where Seokjin hyung is behind the wheel.
“Hey hyung.” He slides into the back, where Taehyung is patting the seat next to him.
“Hi Kookie! Seatbelts, kids!” Seokjin warns, before speeding off.
Jungkook has never been to such a lit performance. He swears he’s not fangirling, even as he watches goddamn G-Dragon (co-owner of Fantastic BB thanks very much) rile up the crowd for J-Suga-Mon. The sea of people around him are never still. Jungkook finds himself moving to the beat, grinning hard at Taehyung, who’s jokingly grinding up against Jimin and how did I not know he could move like that , Jungkook thinks. Seokjin is near the front, leaning against the stage a bobbing his head to the beat (in that hyung way of his). Suga ends up leaning down and blowing a kiss at him (nope that’s not Jungkook dying that’s just his feels exploding).
So. Watching Taehyung try to kill himself with caffeine did apparently have benefits.
to: taetae
i love you ur the best
from: taetae
pls say that again
plus i luv u toooo >3<
to: taetae
no just scroll back and read that’s never happening again
from: taetae
u jinxed urself >:DD also as a favor, gd-sshi sent this to me so i cud snd it to u
attachment:
to: taetae
holy fuck i luv u
from: taetae
see i told u u jinxed urself
to: taetae
shhh ur ruining the moment
from: taetae
whatever cya in bio 2morro
to: taetae
tomorrow’s sunday dumbass
from: taetae
fine then cya tomorrow @ pNkmOn, 12 pm
to: taetae
okay.
Jungkook finds himself sitting at a two-person table waiting for Taehyung who’s already twenty minutes late.
The door jingles and Jungkook looks up to see Taehyung pushing in, panting like he ran a marathon (he probably did run part of one).
“Tae, you’re late by twenty-one minutes.” Jungkook grumbled.
“Sorry Kookie, sorry. I wuv you?” Taehyung tries with a pout on his face. Jungkook rolls his eyes and pretends he’s not affected. “I have a legit excuse though, I had to pick up this.” He holds up what looks like a ring box.
“What is that?” Jungkook raises an eyebrow. Taehyung pops it open to reveal a pair of silver rings, tiny lettering etched on them.
“Rings.” He states the obvious. Suddenly, Taehyung looks a bit like a child who’s gotten in trouble for something. “Would you wear one? I know it’s a bit early, since Valentine’s not for another two weeks, but I couldn’t actually wait that long.” Taehyung holds the box out. Jungkook cheeks burn a bit. He looks up at Taehyung, who’s still standing.
“I thought you needed to kneel for these sort of things,” pushes its way out of his mouth. Taehyung rolls his eyes (is that eyeliner again he’s trying to kill me i swear), and kneels. “That’s better.”
“Jeon fucking Jungkook, be my valentine.” Taehyung tries, with a puppy face. Jungkook grins and grabs the ring box from him. He tugs a ring out gently, and slides it onto his index finger.
“Fine.” He’s startled by what sounds like a horse dying, and the snap of a Polaroid. Seokjin is standing behind the counter, along with a giggling Park Jimin and Hoseok who’s stuffing his fist into his mouth and pretending to barf.
to: jimin
hyung u got no jams
to: j-horse
r00d
to: jin-hyung
u owe me so many free coffees for those pics
to: taetae
“i need u~” huh… that’s what u spent an extra 5 bucks on?
from: taetae
gn! <3
to: taetae
-_-