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kim taehyung lived a good life. he had a family, a nice house, and some close friends. so when he had to stay with his grandmother who lived in a rougher neighborhood because his father was sick, he was a bit overwhelmed.
“grandma, i’m bored.” taehyung had been with his grandma for two days now. she didn’t have wifi, and he didn’t want to use up his data so he’d been playing games on his phone to pass the time, but piano tiles 2 can only keep one entertained for so long, you know.
“go make friends with the kids down the street.” his grandmother suggested. taehyung had considered this, but approaching another group of kids around his age of seventeen seemed a bit risky, especially in this kind of neighborhood. but if he didn’t do anything, his boredom would kill him.
“okay…” taehyung said, getting up from the couch.
“just be careful.” his grandmother said before he stepped outside.
the group of boys were sitting on the curb, looking rather intimidating. taehyung walked towards them and took a deep breath before saying, “hey, guys.”
one of them looked up at him, he had dark brown eyes, pretty skin, and he was wearing a red beanie, some ripped black jeans, and a hoodie. “who are you?”
“i’m taehyung.” he responded. “i’m staying here with my grandmother 'cause my dad's sick. mind if i chill here with you guys?”
taehyung noticed a taller one with tanned skin looking at him like he was from another planet. “yes, we do mind. go find some other nine year olds to play with.”
the one in the red beanie shoved the tan one. “shut up, namjoon.” he looked up at taehyung from his spot on the curb. “yeah, you can hang out with us. i’m jeongguk.”
“i mean, if you guys really don’t want me here i’ll leave. i'm not trying to be a bother.” taehyung said.
“we do want you here, it's just namjoon hyung’s a bit of a jerk.” said another boy, smiling up at taehyung. he had bright orange hair and kind eyes. “hi, i’m jimin.”
taehyung smiled at him. jimin had a quality of making people smile just with a few simple words. at least that’s what he was always told.
taehyung looked at the boy with his head on jimin’s shoulder, who was smoking a cigarette. jimin must have noticed him staring, because he said, “this is yoongi hyung. he doesn’t smile much.” jimin said, squeezing one of yoongi’s soft, pale cheeks. yoongi just furrowed his eyebrows.
“so, what do you guys do around here?” taehyung asked, almost cautiously as he took a seat on the curb with the rest of the boys.
“pot, smoke cigs, steal cheap vodka from seokjin’s parents’ store…” namjoon explained. taehyung tensed up a bit, he had gotten drunk a few times and taken a few hits of pot before, but it seemed these boys had done these things more than a few things.
a pretty boy with plump lips smacked namjoon’s shoulder playfully. “jesus, namjoon. way to make a good impression. i’m seokjin, by the way.”
namjoon had his arm around him, but it seemed more affectionate than friendly, so taehyung assumed they were a couple.
“where the hell is hoseok?” yoongi asked, his head still on jimin’s shoulder. “he said he’d be back in fifteen minutes and it’s been like thirty.”
taehyung must’ve had a curious look on his face, because jeongguk spoke up without him even having to ask a question.
“hoseok is our wild ass friend. he’s out getting pot for us.” jeongguk answered. “you smoke, right?”
sure, like twice. it tastes awful and i almost cried.
“yeah.” taehyung said, nodding.
jeongguk smiled. “cool. where’re you from?”
“daegu.” taehyung said.
“hey, that’s where yoongi hyung’s family is from. right, hyung?” jimin said, a bit too excited. yoongi just nodded, smiling a bit as he looked at jimin. taehyung assumed they must be a couple too. he tensed up, thoughts of jeongguk and hoseok being a couple coming to mind.
for some reason taehyung felt attached to jeongguk. thinking about jeongguk being with someone else made him uneasy.
they sat at the curb talking about god knows what and taehyung learned a lot about these guys in just thirty minutes, until hoseok finally arrived with his hands in his pockets.
“did you get it?” namjoon asked.
“nope, sorry.” hoseok said, a sad look on his face.
“you fucking asshole. what have you been doing this whole time jesus fu-” namjoon pressed.
hoseok’s face broke into a shit-eating grin, “shut up, of course i got it.”
seokjin laughed at the way namjoon’s face went blank in unamusement.
“come on, tae.” jeongguk said, getting up and reaching for taehyung’s hand. “we’re going to hoseok’s to smoke.” taehyung took his hand.
they all sat around hoseok’s basement. yoongi’s head in jimin’s lap as he stroked his blonde hair. namjoon was sitting next to seokjin, his arm around him. hoseok was sitting on his coffee table in the middle of the room with a bag of weed in his hand and a bong in the other and not next to jeongguk, so taehyung assumed (and prayed) that they weren’t together. jeongguk was sitting next to taehyung next to seokjin and namjoon.
finally hoseok got the bong lit and took a hit, exhaling the smoke into the air, his head thrown back and his eyes shut. he was pretty. a nice jawline and soft skin.
“hurry up and pass it, jerk.” namjoon snapped and hoseok held it out to him, his eyes still shut and his head still back. namjoon took a hit as well, but tapped seokjin’s arm. seokjin turned to him and namjoon passed the bong to jeongguk before grabbing seokjin by the jaw and blowing the smoke gracefully into seokjin’s mouth. taehyung watched them and had to admit it was pretty hot. no one else seemed phased by it, so it was obvious they were used to namjoon and seokjin doing things like that.
jeongguk noticed taehyung staring. “want me to do that to you?”
taehyung’s eyes widened. “i–”
jeongguk laughed, his dark brown eyes crinkling at the corners. “i’m just kidding.” he took the bong from namjoon, then took a hit from the bong and exhaled it into the air, and taehyung thought he was going to pass out right there. he looked so good like this.
jeongguk passed the bong to taehyung. “nah, i’m okay.” taehyung said, taking it and going to pass it to jimin.
“no, you’re gonna smoke with us.” yoongi said. that was the first time yoongi spoke to him the whole time he’d been with them. “come on, kid. it’s free weed. don’t be that guy.”
jimin giggled. “only if you want, taehyung. but he’s right… free weed.”
taehyung laughed and nodded. “fine. but if something happens to me i’m telling my grandma.”
they all laughed at that except jeongguk, who just had a warm smile on his face. “i wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”
taehyung’s heart tightened at that but he took the hit to avoid his face turning beet red and blew out the smoke like hoseok did. he passed it to jimin, who took the hit and handed it to yoongi. yoongi blew out smoke rings.
jimin rolled his eyes playfully. “such a show off.”
yoongi shoved his shoulder with a grumpy look on his face, but taehyung knew it was out of love.
they went on like this for about twenty minutes until namjoon and seokjin were just straight up making out next to jeongguk and taehyung, and yoongi and jimin were to busy running their fingers through each other’s hair and smiling lovingly at each other, so hoseok stopped passing it around and just started smoking by himself. he wasn’t complaining.
jeongguk looked at taehyung, his eyes red and heavy. “how do you feel?”
“mm, good.” taehyung said, laying his head on the armrest of the couch. jeongguk lifted taehyung’s head and placed it on his shoulder.
“comfy?” jeongguk asked, to which taehyung nodded.
jimin looked over at the two. “you guys look good together.” yoongi directed jimin’s attention back to him by running his hand on jimin’s neck.
jeongguk smiled. “he’s just teasing.”
“no i’m not!” jimin said, and yoongi once again got his attention by running his fingers through jimin’s hair.
“god, so needy when you're high.” jimin laughed softly, turning his attention back to yoongi who was looking sleepy and had a soft pink blush on his pale skin.
“can you all stop being gross. it’s making me uncomfortable that you’re here with your lovers and i’m by myself.” hoseok complained, laying on his stomach on the coffee table.
“go join namjoon and seokjin.” yoongi joked before taking a pillow and throwing it at seokjin’s head.
“ow!” seokjin whined, his already plump lips even plumper and red.
namjoon took the pillow and chucked it back at yoongi. “fuck off, hyung. get back to your boyfriend and leave mine alone.” he said before taking seokjin by the jaw again and continuing their makeout session.
“i’m not his boyfriend!” jimin said, blushing. yoongi laughed softly, seeing jimin all flustered.
“well you sure act like it.” namjoon said, his lips still on seokjin’s.
“can you guys just go fuck in hoseok’s parent’s room? i’m getting sick.” yoongi said, obviously just trying to change the subject.
“no, i know you all think it’s hot.” namjoon replied. seokjin giggled against his lips.
this whole time taehyung and jeongguk were just watching the guys snap back and forth.
“they do this a lot.” jeongguk said to taehyung with a soft smile on his lips.
taehyung just smiled at that.
hoseok had fallen asleep on his back in the middle of their bickering and yoongi took the bong from his hand that was draped over the edge of the table.
it was 3:39 am.
taehyung was starting to feel sleepy. yoongi and jeongguk had started joking around about something and taehyung was looking up at jeongguk and the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed. he was pretty. he closed his eyes and was half asleep when he heard jeongguk say something.
“he’s cute, huh?”
jimin giggled. “aw, gukie. you have a crush on taehyungie?”
“shut up, jimin. i just think he’s cute. especially when he sleeps.” jeongguk said softly.
“aw, our jeongguk finally likes someone.” seokjin said, turning around from where he’d been making out with namjoon to face jeongguk.
“i don’t like him, hyung. keep your voice down.” jeongguk said, flustered.
seokjin giggled, squeezing jeongguk’s cheek. “my son actually might have a soul.”
jeongguk rolled his eyes.
namjoon whispered something to seokjin and he nodded. “namjoon and i are gonna go home now. bye, kids.” he announced before taking a blanket from the floor and covering hoseok with it. he gave a quick squeeze to jimin’s cheek and he left the room, fingers intertwined with namjoon’s.
yoongi yawned. “should we all go home now? hoseok’s already passed out and it’s almost four in the morning.”
“you guys can go. i have to get taehyung awake so i can take him home.” jeongguk replied.
the two boys left the room and jeongguk sighed. he didn’t want to wake taehyung up, but he had to get him home. “tae… taehyungie…” jeongguk whispered, shaking him gently.
taehyung woke with a jump. “what?”
jeongguk smiled. “sorry to wake you up. but it’s late. let’s take you home.”
taehyung stretched and nodded. “okay.”
jeongguk walked up the stairs with taehyung before finally saying something. “thanks for hanging out with us today. i, uh, hope you had fun.”
taehyung smiled. “yeah, i did. thank you for letting me hang out with you guys. it means a lot.”
they walked to taehyung’s grandma’s in silence until they turned a corner and jeongguk sighed. fuck it. he grabbed taehyung’s hand and interlocked their fingers. taehyung was okay with it. thank you, god.
finally they arrived to taehyung’s grandmother’s.
“hang out with us tomorrow, yeah?” jeongguk offered.
taehyung nodded. “yeah, of course.”
jeongguk smiled. “we always hang out at the curb down the street and then we usually go to seokjin or hoseok’s place ‘cause their parents are never home.”
they kind of just stood awkwardly before jeongguk leaned in and placed his hand on the back of taehyung’s neck, guiding his face towards his own and pressing their lips together. they kissed for a while before jeongguk pulled back. taehyung was blushing.
jeongguk laughed, “i’ll- uh, i’ll see you tomorrow, tae.”
taehyung nodded before walking into his grandmother’s home. he knew she’d be angry he was getting home so late, and he probably smelled like pot, but he met a cute boy and some really nice friends, so he’d deal with her lecturing in the morning.