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#like man do u want ur kid to drop one useless class or do u want no kid. these are the options
synchlora · 4 years
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oof
#time to 'talk' whatever that means oh no#wish me luck this is probably abt school#they're pissed i wanna drop a useless class bc im gonna fail it either way so theyre having like some fuckin intervention style bullshit#its almost fuckin funny sfvdgvghvgng#like god if ud have told my ocd ass last year that i was dropping a class w/o batting an eye they would've lost it worse than my parents rn#but we have therapy so thats some growth#i know dropping a class doesnt seem like growth from the outside which is probably why my parents r losing their shit#but i am having some priorities and getting shit done one thing at a time#and oh my god if i didnt have therapy for the past several months before this school year began?? not even gonna talk abt that alternative#like man do u want ur kid to drop one useless class or do u want no kid. these are the options#sorry to get morbid like damn but seriously therapy?? what the fuck man i can actually function now w/o having panic attacks every other#assignment sdvfbvhbvbv#anyway wish me luck and hope that i dont blatantly laugh in my parents faces while they try to be serious oh no#it shouldn't be funny to me but it kinda is honestly like#theyre taking school more serious than me for once and thats fucking hilarious and kinda sad tbh#used to be so high strung abt this shit and now im trying not to be but theyre both still stuck on it#like im glad their anxiety isnt getting to me like i was worried it might but i almost feel bad for them#like if they werent trying to guilt trip me id feel bad but bc of that fact i just. dont pity them#alright im actually going now. may or may not update this if anything happens oh no#time to overshare on tumblr#fuckit: broadcast mental illness#dumbass thots#ocd tag#death mention#suicide tw#<- just vague past allusions. just to be safe
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kirikinni · 7 years
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Gang? What Gang?- Taekook fluff
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“You will not believe what happened to me,” Taehyung exclaimed loudly as he barreled into the kitchen. He was carrying shopping bags on both his arms. It was a known fact that Taehyung just did not possess the patience to make two trips, especially after work.
“Please don’t tell me you got arrested or ate something someone gave you or brought home another cat,” Jungkook replied in a tone that suggested there were instances where these kinds of things did in fact happen.
“No, no. It wasn’t anything like that this time. I made new friends.” Taehyung continued in his excited way of speaking. He placed the grocery bags on the floor near the fridge and started unloading them into the fridge and the cabinets.
“That’s good I guess, where exactly did you make these friend babe?” Jungkook asked, he was cutting onions and they were making his eyes sting. He couldn’t see clearly.
“Oh at the supermarket after I finished shopping and came out...” Taehyung started to tell his story but was cut off by a loud cry from Jungkook.
“Shit,” Jungkook called out as he had managed to cut his finger by mistake.
“Tae, go and get me a Band-Aid please,” Jungkook said and all talk about Taehyung’s new friends was forgotten.
Taehyung brought the bandages to Jungkook who was washing his hand under the sink. Jungkook wiped it with Dettol and cleaned it before he placed the bandage over it.
“You really do need to be more careful love,” Taehyung said, kissing Jungkook’s forehead. Jungkook was a little shorter than he was and it proved to be the perfect height for Taehyung.  “Sit, I’ll cut.”
Jungkook gladly accepted and jumped onto the counter, Taehyung moved the cutting board closer to where Jungkook was sitting so he could continue to talk to him while he cut the onions.
“How was your day?” Taehyung asked.
“Okay, this one kid in my class is annoying me so much. I mean you signed up for this class why are you disrupting it? Like I would understand if it was one of those forced to take classes in school but you are literally signing up to come and learn how to dance.” Jungkook said exasperatedly.
“Was it the kid with the Harry Potter glasses and the always bandaged hand?” Taehyung asked - he knew all the kids who would go to Jungkook for classes and Jungkook knew all the kids in Taehyungs senior literature class.
“No, that’s the kid I like. He’s such a sweet little thing, he’s so timid and scared he’s going to mess up but dancing runs through his veins. There’s not a step he can’t master and he has such grace when he moves.” Jungkook stopped to sigh. “I enjoy watching him dance.”
“You talk about the kid like he’s some kind of prodigy Kookie,” Taehyung said laughing.
“He might as well be, I love him.”
“Aww, what have I been replaced?” Taehyung asked placing his free hand on his chest, feigning hurt.
“Ya I think so, the kid is cuter,” Jungkook replied smirking.
“But he can’t fuck you like I can,” Taehyung said back to him with the same level of smugness.
“Yah Kim Taehyung he’s a kid,” Jungkook yelled and whacked Taehyung on the shoulder. Taehyung just laughed at him and continued to cut.
“Anyway so about the annoying kid, he was literally just throwing things when I got to class and most of the other kids were super annoyed cause like some of them were getting hit with the stuff and when I told him to stop he threw a shoe at me. Can you believe that he threw a fucking shoe at me? So I told him to wait outside and I called his parents. I hope that kid gets in trouble.” Jungkook said crossing his arms and pouting.
“Kookie, he’s a kid don’t be rude,” Taehyung said pointing the knife at Jungkook.
Jungkook put his hands up in surrender not taking his eyes off of the knife, “Sorry mom. I’ll try to be nicer.”
Taehyung finished chopping up the vegetable and he threw them into the pan that was sizzling on the stove. Jungkook got off of the counter claiming that his finger was okay and that he could cook. Jungkook worked on the sauce as Taehyung put the pasta to boil and fried the vegetables and meat together. Once the pasta was cooked and the food was finally ready Jungkook transferred the food into serving dishes and Taehyung took the cutlery and went out to set the table.
“Okay Tae, put on the second season of Shokugeki No Soma. We haven’t even started to watch it yet.” Jungkook said once he had placed the food on the dining table. He served for both himself and Taehyung while Taehyung put on the anime they were currently watching. Jungkook took both plates over to the carpet in front of the TV and sat down to eat. Taehyung joined him once the first episode started to play.
“This tastes so nice, I’m getting a foodgasm.” Taehyung moaned loudly which caused Jungkook to laugh and Jungkook laughing means Taehyung laughing and so they were both laughing like there was no tomorrow.
The boys finished their dinner and resigned to the bedroom. Taehyung had papers to correct and Jungkook had tests to study for, there was a two-year difference between the boys and Jungkook was in his last year of college.
“Tae what’s inflation? Like I know what it is but that’s just a general idea and this textbook is highly useless.” Jungkook asked, confusion getting the best of him.
“It’s what happens when the prices for multiple commodities of an economy increases and so to meet the rise in price the people will need to increase their purchasing power as well,” Taehyung answered without lifting his head from the literature papers he was correcting.
Taehyung had studied business and economics first until he decided that English was more his area and so he ditched it and joined the English courses.
It was past eleven when Taehyung was finally done, he got off the chair and stretched. He looked around and realized that Jungkook wasn’t in the room. He figured that Jungkook must have gone into the dining room to study. He walked out and saw Jungkook scribbling away in his notebook, three textbooks open in front of him.
“Kookie time for bed, c’mon” Taehyung said from behind him and reached forward to close the books.
“Wait hyung, I need to finish this chapter,” Jungkook said stopping Taehyung’s hand.
“Tomorrow morning if you want, you need to sleep.” Taehyung refused to listen and he closed the books but not before he marked the pages where Jungkook was. Jungkook sighed but stood up nonetheless, he was looking at Taehyung strangely and out of nowhere he reached forward and hugged Taehyung. Jungkook wrapped his hands around his waist and pressed his face into Taehyung’s neck, just under his chin. When he pulled back he saw a confused look on Taehyung’s face.
“I love you,” Jungkook said and Taehyung just continued to stare at him. “I thought I’d tell you, I don’t tell you enough.” After saying that Jungkook whispered goodnight and walked to his room. Taehyung was left smiling like an idiot in the dining room. Eventually, he also retired to his own room.
New message from Unknown, 5:45pm 17 th November
“Tae tae, hey.”
          “Who is this?”
“Its Jimin, u know v met at the grocery store.”
           “Oh right, I gave you lift.   So sorry I forgot to save your number”
“It’s a’ight mate, listen I wntd to ask if  u could give me n ma frnds a lift?”
           “Sure man, where are you guys?”
“Thnx, ur a lifesvr. Ill send u location.”
            “Cool okay, I’ll see you guys soon.”
Taehyung switched his phone off and went back to the book he was reading, Jungkook was at school and he had the day off so Taehyung committed himself to finishing his book. His phone buzzed again, he figured it must have been Jimin texting him the location and indeed it was.
“Here’s the loc bro, come soon. Thnx again.”
Taehyung checked the time and realized that he could pick up Jungkook now as well. Jungkook didn’t like it when Taehyung drove to pick him up because Taehyung would have to drive an extra half hour but the location Jimin had sent him was on the path of Jungkook’s college. Taehyung grabbed his keys and coat from the room and walked out of the house, locking the door behind him.
“Jungkookie, I’m outside where are you?” Taehyung asked into the phone.
“You’re here? What? Why?” Jungkook asked - Taehyung imagined Jungkook whipping his head around to look for him.
“Near the front, I had to pick something up and your college was on the way so come on.”
“Okay okay, I’m walking right now.”
Jungkook saw the car soon enough and he waved, he secretly loved it when Taehyung picked him up. He got in and was greeted with a kiss on the cheek.
“Hey babe, we’re not going home right now okay. A few friends needed a lift so we’ll just drop them off and then we’ll go.”
“Ya that’s okay but listen there’s this dude in my class…” and Jungkook started ranting to Taehyung, talking a mile a minute.
Taehyung half focused on Jungkook’s story and half on the road. He had crashed his car enough times. Taehyung pulled up near a police station. Jungkook cocked his eyebrow and turned his head towards Taehyung in confusion.
“Why are we at the police station?”
“To pick up my friends, Jimin told me they were near the station. They’re probably in that café. Wait I’ll call.” Taehyung said, he took out his phone and pulled up Jimin’s contact. The phone rang for a while until someone picked up and a loud, rude voice spoke into it.
“Who are you? What do you want?”
Taehyung was taken aback for a second and was about to reply with the same tone when he heard arguing on the other side.
“Hyung, give me my phone. I told you not to pick up my calls.” The voice zeroed in on Taehyung who was waiting, confused on the line. “Hey, sorry, Yoongi hyung’s in a bad mood. Who’s this?”
“It’s Taehyung, I’m outside.”
“Oh Tae, okay cool. We’ll be right out.”
“Okay see you.”
Jimin hung up and Taehyung waited. Jungkook was watching the police station, still uncertain of these friends Taehyung had made and lo and behold Jimin followed by two other boys walked out of the station smug smiles plastered onto their faces. Jungkook didn’t know that this was Taehyung’s friend though and so was surprised that these boys were heading straight for them and waving.
“Tae let’s go, those guys are walking straight towards. I don’t care why they were in there, we need to leave now.” Jungkook stopped and realized that Taehyung was in fact not listening, “Kim Taehyung are you listening to me?”
Jimin saw Taehyung and waved but Taehyung was in too much shock to wave back. He couldn’t believe the boy he had befriended was walking out of a police station smiling like he won the lottery.
Jimin and the other two entered the backseat. Jimin pulled himself up front and greeted Taehyung like they were old friends.
“What’s up brother, these are my friends. Resting bitch face hyung and horse face hyung.” Taehyung laughed a little but Jungkook still had his jaw on the floor as he had just witnessed three boys walk out of a police station and straight into their car.
“I will actually stab you next time, my name’s Yoongi. Don’t listen to this asshole.” Yoongi said after grabbing Jimin’s hair and pulling him back.
“You wanna be behind bars again go ahead,” Jimin said, rubbing his head.
“Wouldn’t be the first time, unlike you pussies.” Yoongi retaliated.
“Hyung it’s not cool that you were in the cell, it’s cool that I got us out,” Jimin said smirking.
Yoongi brought his hand up to hit Jimin but Hoseok grabbed it. He had noticed the shock, surprise and slight fear on Jungkook and Taehyung’s face.
“Hi, I’m Hoseok. Please excuse them and the oh so loving nickname Jiminie has for me. You’re Taehyung right, Jimin told me about you.” He said, smiling at Taehyung. He looked over at Jungkook and knitted his eyebrows in confusion. “You are?”
“Jungkook, Taehyung’s boyfriend,” Jungkook said, he was in a daze.
“Oh, well nice to meet you Jungkook.”
The banter continued and Taehyung fell into it somehow. Jungkook stayed silent, though, he was trying to process all the strange information his brain was receiving.
Taehyung pulled up at a garage and the three boys got out. Yoongi and Hoseok waved their goodbyes and went inside the garage door. Jimin stayed behind to thank Taehyung and apologize to Jungkook; Jimin had noticed Jungkook’s discomfort.
“Okay then see you later brother,” Jimin said and held up his hand, his middle finger and pointer finger was intertwined while his thumb held down his ring finger and his pinky stood upright. Taehyung returned the sign effortlessly and said his goodbyes as well. It was only while they were driving back did Jungkook realize what the sign was.
“Taehyung can you show me that thing you did with your hand right now.” Taehyung showed him and Jungkook would have slapped him if he weren’t driving.
“You complete nut, that’s a gang sign. You fucking went and made friends with gang members. Good going idiot.”
“A gang sign? No way, they’re not in a gang. They’re just cool people.” Taehyung replied; Jimin wasn’t in a gang.
“Oh ya, text that Jimin and ask him,” Jungkook said, crossing his arms in front of him. He was angry at Taehyung’s irresponsibility.
Taehyung texted Jimin,
                                                         “Bro, are you guys a gang? Like full on                                                                                                                     gang?”
             “Hmm, ya man. Didnt u alrdy know?
             We call ourselves Stigma, it’s 5 of us.
             Me, Yoongi hyung, Hoseok hyung,
             Namjoon hyung and Seokjin hyung and
             when u come for initiation you can be in it 2.”
Taehyung stared at the message, he had somehow managed to end up in a gang. There was only one thing he could say now.
“Oh fuck me.”
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