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when jungkook steps into his dorm, he's knocked to the floor by another male. he looks up, curse ready on his lips. and whatever he wants to say disappears as he registers that- holy shit this guy was hot. like, really really hot. also really cute. he had fluffy brown hair with bangs that hung into his eyes and when he blinked, jungkook could see his eyelashes brush delicately against his cheekbone. he had a straight nose that led to a full upper lip. his arms were caged around jungkook, who lay against the floor, paralysed. jungkook could feel the tight coil of his body against his and-
in the next moment, the other is lifted bodily off him and another hand, wrapped by leather bracelets, reached out to him. jungkook blinked, then took it and rose to his feet.
"hi." said the one who helped him up. "my name's jimin. what's yours?"
"erm, hi." jungkook says hesitantly and swallows. "i'm jungkook."
"i'm sorry." said the purple haired one. "i just didn't see you- god, you aren't hurt anywhere, are you?"
"i'm... fine." jungkook replied, bending down to grab the suitcase he had on the floor.
"again," jimin said teasingly. "i'm jimin, and this is taehyung. we've known each other since we were kids. nice to meet you, jungkook!"
jungkook feels like he had been dismissed.
taehyung sees the look on his face and grins slightly.
"hey," he says, and jungkook darts a shocked look at him. "you're really cute."
for one moment, jungkook allows his heart to leap, before jimin distracts him by grabbing his cheeks.
"yeah," jimin says, smirking. "like a little bunny."
jungkook's heart falls to pieces at his feet.
"we'll let you pack, but you're coming with us on the campus tour later, okay?" taehyung says kindly, and jungkook nods jerkily, moving to a bed that seems empty. he unpacks what he has, which is not much. behind him, taehyung and jimin have dissolved into something that seems like a fight, except jungkook can hear taehyung giggling. giggling. hell, jungkook didn't know guys giggled after the mature age of six. he fiddles a little with the gauges he has in his ears, tugs a little at the end of his plain white shirt, and moves to join the two.
"jungkook-ie!" jimin smiles and his eyes dissolve into crescents. "let's go." he continues, dragging him into the hallway. taehyung glides up silently next to them and slides one hand around jimin's waist.
jungkook sighs.
"so," jimin says excitedly. "which frat do you want to join?"
"frat?" jungkook asks, eyes landing distractedly on another guy, arms laden with books. hell, why were all the boys here so attractive?
"fraternity." jimin explains.
"erm," jungkook shrugs. "i don't know, i haven't really thought about it."
"dude." jimin says and fixes him with a disapproving stare.
"what about you, then?" jungkook counters quickly, sensing a lecture on it's way. jimin deflates visibly.
"my parents want me to join sigma mu," jimin points to one of the houses they pass by, a huge SM painted on the outside. "they're one of the traditional ones."
the guide continues chattering endlessly in the background about school history. taehyung has disappeared into the crowd, leaving jimin and jungkook to trail after him.
"but," jimin continues. "i want to join beta eta."
jungkook blinks ignorantly. "what?"
"otherwise known as bighit." jimin sighs and throws his hands into the air. "they're considerably new, but their successors, or graduates, are the most successful in the arts industry right now. plus," jimin's voice drops to a whisper. "they have great grades, and they're like, top secret. initiation via invitation only."
jungkook registers half of what jimin says, then grabs his shoulder.
"wait." he says. "you major in arts?"
jimin blinks up at him. "yes." he says absently. "dance."
jungkook breaks into a smile. "i major in dance too! and production."
"that's cool." jimin says and grins widely, tucking into the taller's side.
"taehyung majors in law and theater." jimin says.
"theater." jungkook thinks of the eccentric boy. "hm, fits him."
"i know, right?" jimin's eyes disappear again.
later, they manage to catch up with taehyung, who has, unbelievably, made friends with half the cohort in the time that he was gone.
"sungjae says the frat houses are opening tonight. you know, for new pledges." he reports, and jungkook leans forward.
"which one do you want to apply for?" jungkook asks.
"i go wherever jimin goes." taehyung says and shares a fond look with the other. jungkook sighs internally and gives up on him.
"cool." jungkook offers, then sinks back into the awfully uncomfortable chair.
the dean goes through some stuff that jungkook doesn't listen to. he hears giggling again, but not taehyung's. he turns a little in his chair to see a pair of girls behind him. he offers a wary smile and furrows his eyebrows a little. they gasp and burst into giggles again.
"hey." jimin hits him lightly in the thigh and he winces.
"what is it?" jungkook asks.
"don't flirt." jimin says and jungkook blushes furiously.
back in the dorm, jungkook sees taehyung and jimin pull out varying articles of clothing.
"what are you guys doing?" jungkook asks, amused.
"dressing up for the frats." taehyung says from where he is covered by several black shirts.
"i should too, then." jungkook shrugs and dives into his closet. he grabs his best ripped jeans and another white shirt, pulling out his favourite silver gauges and chain. he loops the chain around his neck, and retreats into the bathroom to change. when he's out, taehyung is already dressed, sitting on jimin's bed.
"hey, jungkook, do these pants look okay?" jimin calls, and jungkook shrugs. "not spectacular." he offers.
taehyung snorts. "see, jimin?" he rolls his eyes. "i've told you, these pants don't do justice to your ass."
jungkook chokes at the underlying meaning under his words and coughs violently.
taehyung stands and stretches, pulling up his forest green shirt to expose a sliver of pale flesh. he's dressed in a shirt that hangs off his shoulder and has slits at the collarbones, complete with black leather pants.
"look, jimin," taehyung says. "just wear anything. you'll be fine."
jungkook smiles as jimin flushes. they've got it bad for each other.
when the three of them make it to the auditorium, the party is already in full swing and someone passes taehyung a glass of punch. he stares at it, mystified, and puts it to his lips.
"don't drink it!" jimin yells, and swipes it from taehyung's grip. he sets it on a nearby table and steers both boys towards the crowd. might be spiked jimin mouths at them. someone catches jungkook's elbow and jungkook jerks back in surprise, allowing jimin to tug him away.
"okay, okay!" someone, dressed in a full red tux with a crooked tie, takes the microphone. "welcome to the party! and to our new cohort of juniors, welcome home!" he smiles approvingly at the wave of cheers. "we have eight fraternities and sororities here in the arts faculty. first up, let's have sigma mu!"
jungkook darts a glance at jimin. his eyes are fixed on the stage, where a crowd of girls and boys are standing.
"i thought there weren't any mixed-" jungkook murmurs softly to jimin.
"girls and boys chapters, different houses." jimin cuts him off.
"hello!" one of the girls step up and speaks into the microphone. "welcome to campus life! my name is irene and i am president of the sigma mu sorority! our members include wendy and seulgi!" she passes the mircophone to someone else, who smooths out his shirt a little nervously. "hello." a couple of girls swoon and jungkook rolls his eyes. "i am suho, president of the sigma mu fraternity. we have a total of twelve members. also, we will not be taking in new pledges this year due to personal reasons. i hope you enjoy your years here!"
jimin frowns and taehyung smooths out the crease between his brows.
"also, upsilon gamma, otherwise known as 'YG' is closed for the year." suho adds, eyes sparkling with something like mischief and triumph.
the next fraternities pass quickly until the host halts.
"we have beta eta, or BigHit up next, but i don't think they turned up." he says, frowning.
"dude." someone walks out from behind the stage. "we never miss a party."
he grabs the microphone just as a trio appears from behind the stage and jimin grabs both taehyung's and jungkook's arms very tightly. jungkook's head is just spinning as he eyes the quartet. together, they look formidable.
"welcome." the silver haired boy speaks, dimples showing themselves. "my name is namjoon, and i am president of the beta eta fraternity. our members include yoongi, hoseok and seokjin. seokjin is our vice president." and just then, someone steps out from where yoongi, hoseok and namjoon are seemingly standing protectively over him.
"hello." he says, and jungkook sucks in a breath. the effect is instantaneous as awe rolls through the crowd. this one is handsome, the kind of handsome that gets you on movies and dramas. "my name is seokjin." he continues softly, seemingly unruffled by the response. "welcome to out school and i hope you have many great years here." he says placidly, calmly. then his eyes dart to jimin, in the middle of jungkook and taehyung. the full force of his eyes stops all thought running through jungkook's head. then seokjin smiles very curiously at them and steps back.
after the party, jungkook, taehyung and jimin throw themselves in studying. afternoons mostly consist of the library or their rooms as they plowed through textbooks. taehyung is obviously the busiest of them all, sometimes returning from night lectures in the middle of the night. they're so busy that any thought of joining fraternities leave their mind.
namjoon, beta eta's president, is jungkook's TA for production. he takes a liking to the tall, lanky boy. namjoon always gives him a heads up when there's a test coming up.
taehyung and jimin become annoyingly close to jungkook. jimin grabs at him all the time and calls him cute, while taehyung just pulls jimin back from doing something embarassing, which happens more times than it should. jimin and taehyung sleep in the same bed, something jungkook finds endearing and disgusting. they cuddle in their sleep, pressing their cheeks together.
jungkook's surprised they aren't together yet. taehyung ditches them on weekends and holidays, so jimin and jungkook hang out around nearby cafes and the library. they make friends with hoseok, the best second year dancer at college. he's bright and funny, personality shining out of him like the sun.
sometimes yoongi drops by during jungkook's production classes. the older boy is awfully intruiging, something different, something new. yoongi is quiet and slinks around the back of classrooms. he dyes his hair, like namjoon, outrageously. sometimes it's pink, then blonde, then brown. jungkook thinks blonde suits him the most, or the metallic lilac colour that appears as the pink dye fades.
the only one jungkook hasn't met is seokjin. he sees him, but rarely.
so he's very surprised when seokjin stops by their dorm room.
"hi?" jungkook says nervously, tugging nervously at his piercings.
seokjin blinks at him and darts a look at jimin and taehyung, heads bowed together.
"can we... talk?" seokjin says bemusedly. "outside?"
jungkook pulls harder at his earlobes. "sure."
the older is dressed in a sort of black coat, the fabric like expensive velvet and the collar turned up. it swishes around him impressively.
"so... you wanted to talk?" jungkook hazarded, biting his lip.
"yes." seokjin says. "i wanted to give you this. and to your roommate, taehyung as well, but he seemed... busy.
jungkook takes the two blank evelopes. he flips open the one addressed to him. he looks up.
"wait, is this-"
"it's an invitation. to beta eta." seokjin tells him.
"i would love to join but-" jungkook cuts himself off. he lets out a heavy sigh.
"but?" seokjin prompts.
"jimin?" jungkook asks and points back in the direction of the room.
seokjin winces. "he was actually going to be on the list, but we only have six rooms, so..."
jungkook lets out a relieved sigh.
"taehyung and jimin actually sleep in the same bed..." he points out.
"oh." seokjin says, startled. "well. i suppose that could be arranged."