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Taehyung is bored. Scratch that, Taehyung is super bored. He woke in the morning with a head cold severe enough for his manager to decide that he will not participate in group activities. He's been banished to the dorm, and to the second youngest it feels like house arrest.
It has been three hours, and he's watched all his favorite animes and read all his favorite mangas. He needs something to do before he starts crawling on the walls. He pulls out his laptop and starts searching for anything that seems interesting. As he scrolls the pages he gets an idea, he types his favorite word in the dialog box just to see what shows up.
Jimin.
The search engine pulls more content than Taehying thought possible, and Taehyung can't help but smile because spending hours looking at Jimin makes his current plight seem not so bad. He scrolls through pictures of Jimin, videos of Jimin, it's a Jimin-palooza and Taehyung is overjoyed. There are tweets by Jimin and he smile widens at the dorky cuteness of the slightly older boy. As he continues perusing Taehyung comes across something interesting. He's heard about these fan-fictions but never read one. Apparently, these amateur writers love Chim-Chim because Taehyung sees a bunch of stories with the boy’s name attached.
Deciding it couldn’t hurt and should be entertaining he clicks on the first story he sees. The tag reads Jikook and Taehyung doesn’t know what it means at first. Did they change Jungkook’s name? And why is he in a story about Jimin? As he begins to read he quickly figures out what Jikook means, and Taehyung is beyond furious.
“What?! No! Jimin's mine,” he screams at the computer screen.
He begins furiously typing a note to leave in the comment section expressing his displeasure to the author. Satisfied with his words, he clicks on another story only to see the same Jikook tag. In fact, as Taehyung scrolls through the pages, he realizes that the majority of Jimin stories are Jikook themed.
Frustrated by the sheer amount of Jikook writings he pulls out his phone and presses the speed-dial one button.
“Hello,” the voice on the other end of the line whispers. “Tae you okay? Do you need something?” The concern in Jimin’s voice almost makes him forget his reason for calling.
“Hey-” Taehyung stops speaking when he hears Jungkook’s voice.
“Is that Taehyung hyung? Is he okay? Can I talk to him?”
“Stop grabbing my phone brat. I am using it.”
When the two start laughing on the line, well... there's no other way to explain it Taehyung is pissed.
“Yah! Jimin why aren’t you working? You weren’t hired to laugh and play with Jungkook, you know?” he's almost yelling but he doesn't care.
“We're working, but it's lunch now. Why do you sound so angry? Not jealous are you?” Jimin teases.
“No! W-why w-would I, be jealous? I mean I have no reason to be jealous, right?” Taehyung knows his voice sounds shaky, and he silently curses all fanfic authors for disrupting his blissful ignorance.
He can hear Jimin smiling through the line and the boy must've walked away from his surrounding because Taehyung doesn't hear any background noise the next time Jimin speaks.
“Tae you'll never, ever have any reason to be jealous because even when you are not in front of me, I only see you.” Jimin’s voice drips with sincerity and Taehyung’s heart melts.
The younger boy can’t stop smiling.
“I love you Jiminnie,” Taehyung says shyly.
“I love you too Tae. Now go to bed and get some sleep I have plans for you tonight. You'll need the rest.” Jimin chuckles mostly at the gasp that escaped his lips .
His face is beyond red, as he nods his head in reply, forgetting that they’re on the phone, and Jimin can’t see him.
“O-okay,” he replies trying to keep from sounding embarrassed but failing miserably.
He hangs up the phone and crawls into bed. Jimin’s last statement has him excited he loves Jimin’s plans they normally have Taehyung screaming the other boy’s name in pleasure and leaves his body throbbing in bliss.
Yeah, he’s going to need to rest. Jimin hasn’t touched him in two days, and that’s A LOT of pent up frustration. Again Taehyung goes crimson at the thought of tonight. He snuggles into his pillow and pulls the covers over his head.
Screw fanfiction. What do they know?
And with that thought in mind Taehyung falls asleep.
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