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      Taehyung was frustrated. There really was not any other way to put it. Do not get him wrong ,with the success and attention BST was gathering he could not have been any happier and grateful but his problem did not lay there. No his current headache was not due to his hectic schedule or his nomadic lifestyle; he loved every bit of it. His problem was closer to home or more accurately a person he shared said home with. Park Jimin. Park Jimin was know for a lot of things: His mesmerizing vocals, his stunning dance moves, his angelic personality and his inherent sex appeal. Everyone he met instantly became fond of him. Whether it was the general public or fellow idols Park Jimin could charm anyone without even trying. He was an essential part of BTS and Taehyung’s best friend. They shared a bond that most could only dream about and that had been the case from the moment they met. He remembered it like it was yesterday.

      Taehyung was in the dance practice room working on the new routine their dance teacher had taught them earlier that day and expected them to master in a week. He might not have been a polished dancer but Taehyung had skills. Said skills though apparently decided to leave him that day. No matter what he did he could not seem to master one of the sections of the choreography, which would not have been that much of an issue had it not been for the fact that he was the centre for that particular part. It was what he had always wanted as a trainee; a chance to prove that he could be in the spotlight and represent his team well, and after countless hours in the dance studio, tirelessly working on every routine, he was finally given a chance to prove his worth. In other words he had no room for mistakes. He, that was usually easy going and cheerful, was really having a hard time keeping his growing frustration at bay. After countless unsuccessful tries he finally gave up; he had vocal lessons to attend after all. He told himself to not feel too bad, he still had a whole week ahead of him and he might just had an off day; it happened to the best of them, so he gathered his belongings and headed for his lessons. Needless to say that with the choreography running through his mind the whole time, his lesson ended up being a complete disaster. Notes that he used to hit with no problem became suddenly unattainable. Moreover he kept hitting shapes and flats after only an hour his vocal coach dismissed him with a disappointed frown. As if that was not enough of a crushing blow, Taehyung heard her mutter under her breath that she might have overestimated him. He only managed a small bow and a simple apology before he rushed out of the room and went straight to the bathroom. He honestly wanted to cry but no tears came out. He did not know if it was because his body was too weary or if it was the growing feeling of self doubt in his heart but he felt worthless, enough to stun his feelings. He did not even deserve to cry: Only those who prove their worth and work hard have the right to feel frustration and fear when it comes to their future. Failures like him should sit still and accept whatever fate had in store for them. Taehyung used to be so confident. He auditioned in front of Big Hit without any prior intention to do so after all and still got accepted as a trainee. He did not consider himself a bad singer or a bad dancer and believed he was a decent human being but the numerous failure, the uncertainty of his future and the lack of improvement he saw in himself were starting to take their toll on him. Why did he want to become a singer again? In that particular moment he honestly could not even muster an answer. He just felt drained and on the verge of giving everything up even when he finally saw a glimmer of hope in the form of a choreography he could not master. He was hopeless really, all he wanted to do was go back to the dorms and hide himself under his covers. Hide away from the World and its expectations. He could not do that though, it was only mid day. Emotional crisis did not often happen to him but when they did it took him his entire strength to get himself out of his slumps and this one seemed like the biggest one he had ever fallen into with no guarantee that he could get out of it. Numbly he picked himself off the floor (the last thing he needed was for the staff or other trainees to see him like this) and went to the board room. Bang PD had mentioned something about a meeting a few days ago and the last thing Taehyung needed was to show his Boss that not only was he a failure but that he was a rude one at that. When he got to the board room all the other members were already there talking amongst themselves just waving at him when they noticed him and went back to their conversations. Jungkook looked at him expectantly waiting for him to take a sit next to him which Taehyung did while all but falling into said sit. Jungkook chuckled and jokingly mentioned the choreography and how he could not believe his “uncoordinated hyung got the centre part for the most difficult part” He only meant it as a joke probably sensing Taehyung somber mood, trying to lift his spirit, but all Taehyung did was shrink even more into himself. Indeed Jungkook was right, someone like him had no business being in front when he could not even do a simple routine without looking like a new born baby trying to crawl around; in other words, a mess.

      While he was lost in his darkening thoughts he missed Jungkook’s worried gaze and the arrival of Bang PD. Only when all eyes were on him and Bang PD cleared his throat did he start paying attention. “Nice of you to finally join us Taehyung” Could this day get any worse? He did not think so. He flushed bright red and had a string of apologies burning his tongue when Bang PD lifted his hand right away to silence him. He clamped his mouth shut in an instant and tried to make himself as small as possible on his seat. He really had reached the lowest of the lows. Bang PD was speaking but he could not seem to make out anything he was saying; all he could hear was his own thoughts poisoning his mind and making him restless. He was not like any of his teammates (if he could even call them that at this point): Namjoon and Yoongi, especially the latter, had given up a great deal for a chance to share their music having an overwhelming amount of musical talent and resilience. Hoseok and Jungkook were both the golden boys of the team: They could absorb anything they were taught in such a short amount of time and to such an amazing degree they were both considered monster trainees. Jin had not only a face that screamed perfection itself but a soothing voice, along with the ability to pull in anyone into his orbit, all the while managing to balance a trainees hectic schedule and have a stellar academic track. Taehyung was none of those things. At that time he really was ready to give everything up and go back to Daegu. That is when HE appeared. Like he was meant to save Taehyung from himself, Park Jimin was introduced as their last member. A young man around his age coming straight from Busan. Rosy cheeks, full lips and a twinkle in his gaze. Even though he seemed withdrawn and extremely shy at first glance, Taehyung could see a fire inside those orbs. He was instantly hooked without even realizing it.His thought process all but stopped when he saw Jimin. When their eyes met it’s like they both knew they were meant to meet.

      Taehyung had been told several times he could be a bit much at first so he thought it might be a good idea to give Jimin some breathing room and let him get a feel for things on his own before approaching him. His resolve lasted all but 10 minutes, after the meeting ended, when he noticed Jimin looking in every direction eyes wide and a look of confusion on his face as he unconsciously jutted his bottom lip slightly. “How cute” thought Taehyung before he all but ran next to the other boy’s side who still looked adorably confused and a little overwhelmed.

      “Hey I’m Taehyung we are going to be in the same group from now on I’m so excited! And I heard we’re the same age how cool is that? I can finally have the best friend I have ever wanted can you just picture it…” He went on and on with his rambling while Jimin looked torned between leaving Taehyung here and actually trying to keep up with his endless tirade. Fortunately he was saved from actually doing anything when Taehyung noticed his obvious discomfort. “Shit” was all he could think. He already scared the new guy. Today was just not his day. While he was having his internal crisis he failed to notice that Jimin actually asked him something and just turned to him with a grimace still lost in his own thoughts. Jimin had mustered the courage to ask him where the bathroom was but by the look on his new bandmates face he probably just made a fool of himself so he just bowed his head and went on ahead not hearing Taehyung calling after him. He stayed put and sighed. The last thing he wanted to do was go to school but he had messed up enough for one day he did not need school to be on his back for skipping too, so with one last sigh he headed towards their shared dorm to get his things for his classes.

      For two days Taehyung tried to talk to his newest roommate but it seemed like he was a master at evading people. No matter what Taehyung did he could not get a hold of the young man which was beyond ridiculous because they went to the same school and shared most of their classes. Usually by now he would give up and have moved on to something else but something about the Busan native seemed to draw him in. He wanted to get to know him. He HAD to even though he did not know why. He also had to practice more; three days and still no sign of improvements for his centre part, he felt like he was actually getting worse if that was even possible in his case. No matter how many times he twisted and turned tried to get lost in the music, repeated every basic step of the sequence he just could not seem to make it work as a whole and he was running out of patience and motivation. Maybe he could just tell their Dance teacher to give that part to Jungkook or Hoseok after all they were dance machines, but that would lead to him admitted defeat and if there is one thing every trainee learned was that without a do or die attitude they would never make it. Thus with one more minute of wallowing he started the music back to the beginning and went back to practice. He was so absorbed in the task at hand that he did not notice the figure standing next to the door just quietly observing him with eyes full of wonder.

      The days went on until Taehyung had less than 48 hours before he showed everyone how much of a failure he was. Why was he even bothering coming to school when his future was clearly done for. Maybe he should be looking for tickets back to Daegu or to his grandparents’s farm and help them with the strawberries. He used to want to be a farmer anyway maybe this idol thing was just a wrong turn he took to find himself back in the wilderness. Well the farm was not exactly wilderness but it was close enough. A part of him knew he was overreacting but it was hard to hold on to hope when the deadline was breathing down his neck and he had zero improvement. On top of that Jimin still had not spoken a single word to him which bothered him more than he liked to admit. After all would it kill him to just say hello in the morning or walk with him to school? He would love nothing more than to say that Jimin was rude but that was the furthest thing from the truth: Even though he was still very quiet and subdued he helped around the dorm and was always willing to lend a helping hand to anyone who needed it. So why was he ignoring Taehyung, going out of his way to avoid him. The more he thought about it the more he got frustrated. He might as well give up really maybe Jimin realized he was not going to stick around for much longer; a beautiful contemporary dancer like him more than enough to fill in for Taehyung. Just like that, lost once again in the deepest recesses of his mind he missed most of his morning classes until it was time for lunch. He would usually be the first out of classroom running around with his friends but today he was not in the mood for anything really. So he walked out of the classroom slowly opting to go eat outside on the benches than on the roof like he was used to. That was the moment that changed his whole fate (according to him anyway). He was walking out of school building when he saw a small crowd that seemed to surround a single student. They were laughing but for some reason he felt something was off. The laughter just did not sound right to him: More than happiness or humour it sounded more mocking and condescending. Before he could think twice about it he marched over to the group and what he saw made his skin crawl and his vision turn red with anger. Jimin was surrounded by some of their classmates looking even smaller than usual with his head bowed shoulders hunched and his fits clenched to his side. “HEY” yelled Taehyung. They all turned to look at him. Taehyung all but shoved the people in his way and stood in front of Jimin fire blazing in his eyes.

      “What do you think you’re doing?” Demanded Taehyung with barely restrained anger. He was just furious and he did not even understand why he just could not stand seeing the smaller boy like this. So sad and so defeated. One of the boys stepped forward and with a mocking tone addressed Taehyung

      “Relax we were just teaching the Country Bumpkin here the proper way of speaking in the city. This is Seoul not his little village, I mean we are doing him a favour really what if he gets teased for sounding like such a peasant” He had a full blown smirk on his face which was enough to set Taehyung off

      “Now listen to me careful you bucked tooth waste of space, you do not get to SPEAK about him that way as a matter of fact do NOT speak to him PERIOD do NOT even look at him. GOT IT?” He approached the boy with a menacing aura having poured all his aggression only accentuated by the heavy satoori he slipped into while being so agitated. Before any of them could react Taehyung took Jimin’s hand into his own and dragged him away from the scene. The others did not bother following them; the whole school knew it was only a matter of time before Taehyung debuted and his face was thus too precious. They could not even imagine the kind of trouble they would get into if they so much as damaged it plus he did not look like it but the Daegu native could get quite nasty when enraged.

      Taehyung was still furious he could not believe how low some people could stoop. Jimin was speaking in satoori so what? He IS from Busan what was so wrong with that. A forceful yanking of his arm finally caused him to stop and remember he was still holding on to Jimin. He finally let go with an awkward pause. When he lifted his head to look at Jimin wanting to apologize for probably overstepping once again Jimin beat him to the punch by speaking to him for the first time in almost a week.

      “Th…Thank you. You did not have to step in like that”

      “Of course I did. They made you sad that’s unforgivable who cares if you speak in satoori I think it’s really cool and cute” Jimin was stunned. He could feel no dishonesty in the other’s words. He seemed so genuine. At first he thought he was helping him out of duty being bandmates and all but the way he seemed really upset really touched Jimin. Maybe he had misjudged the other but there was still that moment the first day that did not seem to fit with all of this. Jimin had to find out.

      “The first day when I asked you where the bathroom was you just…You looked like you really hated the way I talked to you” Jimin voice kept dropping as he finished his sentence. Taehyung was stunned. Him annoyed at Jimin? All he had wanted since the other walked into the board room that day was get to know him and he certainly would not dismiss anyone especially not someone as precious as Jimin because of something as silly as that.

      “I’m sorry if I made you feel that way but I honestly do not care I mean have you heard me speak” Taehyung started to use his thickest satoori to imitate Bang PD and their overbearing manager and Jimin lost it. He fell into a fit of high pitched giggles that just warmed Taehyung’s insides. Jimin was really something else. Before he could tell him that Jimin finally sobered up and looked up at Taehyung. All he saw was a look of pure fondness and the most beautiful smile he had ever seen showing off all of the other’s white teeth. For some reason Jimin felt extremely flustered and did the first thing he thought of to get out of this situation; he bolted. Taehyung just stared at Jimin’s retreating back confused but slightly amused. Somehow he found a new source of motivation and decided to cut the rest of his classes to go practice some more.

      The thing was, even with all the motivation and good intentions in the World some things just did not work out, which is what Taehyung was finding out. He did get slightly better but he was nowhere near perfecting the routine and time was running out. He was really starting to feel weary. His body ached from being pushed past its limits and still being abused some more with all this strenuous practices. Taehyung was not about to give up though he would try and try again until the very last minute. All the other members were starting to worry Namjoon even offering to talk to management to see if maybe he could be given more time or maybe switch his position with someone else all together. He knew that it was all a way for their leader to take care of him and the team but he could not help but feel a little hurt at the lack of faith that most members showed in his abilities. Not that he could blame them; with all his focus on the new routine he was getting sloppy in everything else and it showed.Taehyung was risking everything on something he was not even sure he could do but he simply could not give up. While attempting to execute on of the more complex set of footwork he stepped on his own shoe lace and fell. Where he expected to meet the cold hard ground nothing came. All he felt were two strong arms holding his waist saving him from a probably extremely painful fall. He turned and was met with the brown eyes of Park Jimin, who set him straight without a word and took a step back to put some distance between them. Taehyung looked at him extremely puzzled forgetting to express his gratitude all together. Jimin probably sensing his confusion just fidgeted and bounced from one foot to the other.

      “Seokjin hyung asked me to check on you” He supplied lamely. He knew his excuse sucked. Anyone who had ever met Seokjin knew he would have come himself if he was extremely worried or at least called first. Jimin was lying and he knew that Taehyung realized that when his doe eyes widened a fraction realization dawning on him. Jimin was checking on him. He stared to feel a warmth spreading through his whole body and despite his predicament he grinned.

      “Thank you Jimin I just need to get this done and I’ll be fine”

      “Well maybe….maybe I can help?” He said it more like a question but Taehyung could see in his orbs that he wanted to help him so who was he to say no? He just nodded and Jimin broke out into a beautiful grin of his own. Standing next to Taehyung he gave him one look and they got to work.

      The choreography was a success. With Taehyung’s striking good looks and incredible charisma putting him in the centre only made the whole ensemble look really good. To be honest their dance teacher had not been 100% sure about appointing Taehyung at the centre for this particular section as it was one of hardest parts of the choreography but he was glad he believed in the boy’s latent potential and talent. As the music stopped he praised the boys for a job well done. The boys cheered while he exited the room.

      Taehyung was frozen in his spot. He had done it. He honestly could not believe it. Jimin walked up too him a offering him a blinding smile and a water bottle.

      “See I told you you could do it” He cheered. Taehyung suddenly engulfed the shorter into a sweaty bear hug near tears. He kept repeating thank yous like a mantra. He suddenly let go of Jimin and looked at him dead in the eye

      “Really Thank you I would not have made it without you Jiminie, I’m so glad you’re here” Taehyung was so genuine Jimin could not help but be fond of him. He beamed at him and his smile morphed into a teasing smirk while telling everyone how Taehyung was freaking out like a baby and cried in his arms even going as far as calling him hyung. Taehyung got all red and suddenly his whole appraisal of Park Jimin changed. Screw adorable that guy was downright evil. Taehyung fell a little more that day.

      From that moment forward the 95z duo was born, a bond that kept on growing stronger with the passing years. They were best friends, partners in crime, everything in their World revolved around the other. Their relationship and feelings naturally evolved. Taehyung could not pin point the exact moment when he fell for Jimin maybe it was right from the start but to him it felt inevitable, just like it made perfect sense to Jimin. Taehyung was the one who initiated the relationship that evolved into friendship fairly quickly but with each hurdle Jimin felt a burning need to protect and cherish him, which is exactly what he did. He took care of Taehyung and Taehyung relied on him the most. They could honestly both say with no problem that they were each others favourite person, the one they loved most in this World.

      Which brings Taehyung to his current predicament. He was beyond frustrated. His relationship with Jimin was past the platonic point their love and mutual attraction being impossible to contain at this point. He knew Jimin cherished him and treated him like he was the most precious treasure on this Earth. He could feel it in every embrace every small kiss pressed on his forehead. He knew Jimin loved him. So why was he not making any moves on him. Do to get him wrong, he loved that Jimin wanted to take things slow and show him he loved him in every way without needing to get physical but Taehyung was also a healthy 21 year old male with needs. Needs he wanted Park Jimin to fulfill but every time he made a move Jimin acted like he did not notice or played it off as Taehyung just pulling a weird stunt on him. Yes they were not a couple yet but they were well on their way so what was taking Jimin so long? It was driving him crazy honestly. Especially since he would look at the way Jimin moved his body during BST’s choreography. He was so smooth and he exuded sensuality in a way that made Taehyung clench his thighs together. This was honestly the worst kind of torture. Like that was not bad enough Jimin seemed to amp up his affection towards Taehyung. He would stick close to him, keep physical contact with him at all times, give him that smile that always made Taehyung’s heart stutter from the sheer adoration that radiated off of it. Jimin looked like he wanted to prove something which Taehyung did not understand but certainly enjoyed. He loved having all of Jimin’s attention but right now it was starting to get on his nerve. Was he the only one affected? Jimin being this close to him but keeping things pg 13 was driving him insane. If he was honest with himself while he loved the caring and gentle Jimin sometimes he wondered what it would be like to have the Jimin from their performances following him to their hotel room. The way his body moved in such a sinful way having that smirk permanently etched on his face like he knew how much he was affecting everyone around him, teasing them and making them fantasize about what they could never have. Would he do the same to Taehyung, push him on the bed crawl on top of him and roll his hips right on top of Taehyung’s crotch until he was a withering mess begging for anything and everything Jimin would give him. Or would Jimin simply sit on a chair and tell him to strip, making him all hot and bothered simply by watching him with his smouldering gaze as he teased caressed and stretched his own body. So many possibilities that forced Taehyung to take more than one cold shower. While he was day dreaming of the way Jimin could probably just carry him right there and then and fuck him against the wall someone rudely interrupted his less than innocent day dreaming

      "Hyung you’re drooling” Deadpanned the Maknae. He ended up smirking when he saw Taehyung’s breathless state. He looked at him like he could read his mind and was about to topple over from how hard he started laughing. That damn Maknae it was Taehyung’s fault for spilling his guts to Jungkook about his not so vanilla tastes after one too many shots of soju. He could not help it though he needed to share his Jimin filled fantasies with someone because that was all they were fantasies that he needed them so desperately to become real. If this continued he would die of frustration. The Maknae had just shoved him off and told him he was a “gross thirsty whore for Jiminie hyung’s cock”. Well he personally would not have put it that way but yeah he wanted Jimin. He wanted him bad.He just did not know why Jimin seemed absolutely content with cuddling and little pecks. Did he not want more with Taehyung. They knew each other inside out, he knew Jimin liked to be in control in bed and he liked to tease, feel wanted. He liked to make them beg for him and drive them crazy with pleasure. They were best friends and told each other how some of their one night stands went in excruciating details to the dismay of most of the other members who wished they had soundproof walls for those times. Taehyung wanted this side of Jimin to come out and play but Jimin seemed intent on just being unbearably sweet. Taehyung knew he was being unreasonable. Anyone who was lucky enough to have Jimin take care of them would probably never complain. Not that he was but he just wanted to explore other things with Jimin, things that involved his cock if possible.

      “Kook Just look at him. Is this even fair? How can he be so fucking hot I might burst just from watching this I swear”

      “Hyung I swear if you cream yourself while I am in the room I WILL destroy you”

      Jungkook just did not understand. They were currently huddled in a corner of the practice room watching Jimin dance to Lie. Taehyung had always thought Jimin was extremely sexy when he danced but this was something else all together. The way his body twisted and turned, the way he snapped his hips Taehyung was sure he was about to meet his maker soon. Death by Park Jimin. That seemed like a fitting demise because his soul truly felt abused by this choreography and the oblivious man performing it his sweaty glory all his muscles bulging from the strenuous choreography he was performing. Taehyung felt increasingly uncomfortable watching Jimin but unable to take his eyes off of him: This was what was so deadly about Park Jimin, he held you captive with his gaze and did not let you go until you completely surrendered your soul to him. A devious grim reaper in the guise of the perfect angel, that is how Taehyung saw him. When the song stopped, he snapped back to reality and saw Jimin coming towards them. His brain kept screeching “abort mission abort”. A sweaty disheveled Jimin was the last thing Taehyung needed in his proximity right now; he was not kidding when he told the Maknae that he was ready to burst. He did the only thing that seemed sensible to him. He got up at a speed that seemed inhuman and bolted.

      “Tae…Tae? Jungkook what’s wrong with Tae?” Jimin asked puzzled when he reached the younger one. He had planned on taking Taehyung for ice cream as a thanks for staying behind while he practiced; He knew he could get lost in the music for hours and wanted to make it up to his fellow partner for being so patient and understanding. Oddly enough as soon as he finished Taehyung ran out like the devil himself was chasing him which was concerning enough because by now he would be hanging off Jimin’s arm telling him he “worked too damn hard” with exasperated fondness leaking though his scolding tone. Jungkook just looked at his hyung owlishly trying to come up with an excuse while cursing his friend. “I can’t believe he roped me into this the little….” He thought while scrambling for an excuse for his friend’s odd behaviour. No matter what he still had to help his hyung besides he could not possibly say “Oh nothing Taehyungie hyung was about to bust a fat one while looking at you dancing”. No just thinking about it was giving him the worse case of hives he had ever experienced. Lying it was; not for Taehyung’s sake but his own.

      “He left saying something about a Hwarang hyung and how he forgot his phone. Honestly it was all a blur” He replied cooly. This should do. Everyone at the dorm knew how devoted and how much Taehyung adored the cast from Hwarang. It was not the least bit weird for him to overreact if he felt like he was not being polite to them; like not answering his phone for instance. Jungkook was giving himself a mental pat on the back for a job well done when he felt the air around him shift. He lifted his head and saw Jimin frowning. He had come all smiles full cheeks stretched out and eye smile adoration oozing out everywhere as soon as he zeroed in on Taehyung. The maknae honestly did not understand why Taehyung was having such a hard time; he could just be upfront with Jimin, the other was so disgustingly in love with him if all he wanted was an ass pounding he was sure Jimin would deliver. While lost in thoughts that would probably bring him nothing but nightmares for weeks, he almost missed his hyung’s question.

      “Hwarang hyung? Which one” His tone was aloof but anyone who knew Jimin enough could hear the slight edge in his tone. He was angry. Jungkook cowered. Nobody liked dealing with an angry Jimin he was man enough to admit that his fellow Busan hyung was absolutely terrifying when angered. Thankfully the anger did not seem directed at him, which only served to confuse him more about the situation but he also knew he had about five seconds to answer before that anger was redirected towards him, something he would rather avoid at all costs thank you very much.

      “Minho hyung?” Could he sound even less confident in his answer? It sounded more like a question and he wanted to kick himself for being such an idiot. He knew he should have just left with his other huyngs when they decided to wrap up morning practice but no he had to succumb to Taehyung’s puppy dog eyes when he begged him to keep him company while Jimin stayed behind. He should have went to school instead he was about to feel the full wrath of Jimin. If he survived this Taehyung was going to get it (in private anyway if Jimin discovered he so much as touched his precious Taetae he could really kiss his life goodbye). Maybe he was being too pessimistic; Minho seemed like a safe choice. He took care of Taehyung and Taemin a lot so Jimin should be somewhat soothed by the news right? Wrong. He could not have been more wrong, he realized it the minute he lifted his head to look at Jimin and saw Jimin looking at him. What seemed like anger a second ago had shifted to something even nastier. Jungkook was not going to stick around to try and untangle this mystery. He valued his life too much for that, so in a very Taehyung like fashion he got up in a flash and left while babbling something about school and needing extra help on his math. “Run to live another day” Jungkook told himself and swore to never get involved the 95z complicated affairs.

      Jimin had not moved an inch from his spot while the Maknae clearly ran away from him. He knew he probably looked murderous but he could not help it. He was not as found of the “Hwarang hyungs” like Taehyung was and definitely did not like Minho. Yes he was nice but he was also very touchy and very hard to read. He did not like this combo being anywhere near Taehyung. Speaking of which he should go find his friend before he decided to do something foolish like go meet Minho.

      Taehyung was an idiot. He realized that the minute he left the room like he had seen a ghost. He just hoped Jungkook came through for him and dealt with Jimin because he still was not ready to see the other. He needed to go back to the dorm and take a cold shower. He could not believe how he was spending his only day off before he was hit with the brunt of his schedule again. Lusting after Jimin in silence. Not that it was not an everyday occurrence, he just felt pathetic this time. This could not go on. This limbo with Jimin was driving him insane and he needed to put an end to this. He was usually so straight forward and he had always been 100 % honest with Jimin. He was acting so unlike himself it was starting to get on his nerves. No he was not about to walk up to Jimin and tell him he wanted him right there and then. He needed a plan. He was about to end this drought mark his words. For the first time in month he felt like he was back on top and strutted his way back to the dorm.

      Deciding to take the initiative and actually doing so were two different things apparently. Taehyung was still desperately frustrated and could not come up with anything decent to save his life. In the first place he did not even understand why Jimin was so calm and seemed content with this situation. He knew for a fact that Jimin had a decent sex drive and had not slept with anyone or so much as breathed in anyone else’s direction in months. He should be as strung up as Taehyung but he seemed fine. It was starting to get on Taehyung’s nerves.While he was cursing the Busan native native he almost missed the click of the front door. Jimin all but barged in looking even more disheveled than he had left him in the practice room which was odd since Jimin usually cleaned himself up before leaving; he hated looking unkept. He was panting as well like he had ran a marathon and was franticly looking around. Taehyung forgot all about his anger when the other’s eyes finally landed on him. Jimin stared but made no attempt of walking towards him. He just schooled his features and had a calculating look in his eyes while he stared at Taehyung.

      “Jungkook said something about you and Minho…hyung” Taehyung he looked at him confused until realization hit min. He should really treat the Maknae better (maybe stop living his dirty socks in his bed every time he acted like a brat to get back at him). That was a perfect excuse if he ever heard one it really explained everything. “Thank you Kookie” he thought before he he directed his most innocent smile towards the other 95’.

      “Yes I forgot my phone here and usually Minho hyung sends me messages on Kakao Talk when he’s on break. I know he won’t mind if I answer later but I feel bad when I don’t answer right away.” Jimin was still looking at him with that neutral stare and it was unnerving. Usually he could read the other one like a book but right now nothing was showing in his expression. It put Taehyung on edge. Did Jimin see through his lie? Before he could freak out Jimin cut through his thoughts with a sharp tone.

      “Are you gonna spend your day off here?” Now Taehyung was lost. This question had nothing to do with their previous conversation. All he could do was nod because he had not really planned anything this time just wanting to wallow in his misery and annoy Kookie, who seemed nowhere to be found. Suddenly Jimin was back to his smiley self walked to Taehyung and put his arms around his waist dropping his gym bag in the process. He was wearing that slightly crooked grin that always made Taehyung melt. Jimin was really the most adorable person in the whole World. Suddenly Taehyung started to feel a slight twinge in his chest. He should really learn to appreciate Jimin more (he still wanted the other the wreck him though). Jimin just kept looking at him fondly not planning on letting him go anytime soon, apparently just content with holding Taehyung right there. He forgot sometimes how much Jimin loved him and treasured him.

      “What got you in such a good mood” Questioned Taehyung almost shyly. He always felt extremely vulnerable when Jimin acted like this the two months difference seeming much longer.      

      “Just happy to have you all to myself today. How about we take a bath and then we can go to the convenient store get some snacks to watch that anime you like”

      Park Jimin would really be the death of Kim Taehyung.

      Having Jimin’s undivided attention for a whole day when the other affected him so much was plain torture for him. Yes he loved that Jimin took care of him and he felt really good in his arms when they cuddled on his bed but he had to resist the urge to just throw himself at the other and rip his clothes off. He was really running out of patience. Desperate times called for desperate measures. As soon as Hoseok stepped through the front door Taehyung dragged him to the kitchen. The older looked extremely confused and quite frankly did not appreciate being manhandled as soon as he walked through the front door. He looked at the younger expectantly

      “Hello to you too Taehyungie. Why are we in the kitchen I just-“ He was silenced by Taehyung right away. The other was failing around apparently wanting him to be quiet. Quite amused and puzzled Hoseok just raised an eyebrow at him and waited for the other to spit it out. Taehyung looked down. Was that a blush that was dusting his cheeks? Oh Hoseok knew this was going to be good just looking at how flustered Taehyung was.

      “Hyung…I need a favour” He really had reached the lowest of lows if he had to ask Hoseok for this but he was running out of patience. How could even begin formulating a plan if he did not know the root of the problem. He swallowed his pride and looked back at Hoseok his blush intensifying.

      “Can you ask Jimin why he hasn’t….won’t….huh”

      He could not do this. This was too embarrassing especially since he saw the twinkle in the other’s gaze. He was finding this very amusing. Taehyung huffed trying to gather the last of his dignity by telling himself that if Hoseok could see through him it would make his request that much easier to ask no matter how humiliating.

      “Anyway you seem to know so could you ask him? for me?”

      Hoseok knew exactly what Taehyung was asking; it was always easy for the older to figure him out. He had two options: Spare the younger the trouble of mumbling and flailing his way through his request or let him flounder for a bit and get a good laugh out of it. Well Hoseok being Hoseok there really was only one answer. He schooled his features into a very innocent frown and tilted his head.

      “Ask Jiminie what Taehyungie?”

      Hoseok knew very well that Taehyung was not buying his innocent act but he also knew that the younger had no choice but to play along seeing as he was desperate enough to involve him.

      “Hyung please”

      He whined. He really did not want to spell it out. He never should have involved Hoseok, now he was stuck in the increasingly embarrassing situation his pride shattered into a million tiny pieces. At this point he really was not against begging if it could get him out of this predicament. He knew Hoseok though, so he knew better than to hope the dancer would make this easy on him and spare him. He still had that infuriating fake look of innocence but Taehyung could seen the glimmer of amusement in his eyes. For the millionth time this week Taehyung bemoaned his fate. Why did he have to feel this way about a he devil like Jimin, that man was a menace. A menace he so desperately wanted to get into’s pants.

      “Just ask Jimin why he won’t just fuck me already” He should have known all his exasperation would cloud his judgement. He forgot to regulate the volume of his voice and now he knew they heard him. By they he meant every. single. member. INCLUDING Jimin. He had been so absorbed in his little heaven; Safely tucked in Jimin’s warmth his favourite snacks surrounding him and a good anime playing on Jimin’s iPad; he was completely oblivious to his members return only focusing on keeping an ear out for the underground dancer. He prayed for the ground to swallow him whole, he deserved that much mercy. No such thing happened and as seconds trickled by he was forced to face them. In any other situation the sight would have been hilarious. Namjoon and Yoongi stopped mid bite having lettuce and tomatoes spilling on the floor their eyes the widest he had ever seen them, Seokjin was bright red and kept point in his direction opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water. He only came to when his eyes landed on Jungkook his look of surprise replaced by pity when his eyes shifted to Jimin and back to him. Right Jimin. Jimin was there. Jimin had heard everything. Taehyung snapped out of it when said man tried to approach him with a frown on his face. No he was not ready for this if the ground would not help him disappear he had to take matter into his own hands: For the second time that day he ran away from Jimin and this time with no intention of coming back (He had to eventually for practice but right now that was besides the point).

      The rest of the members were still rooted on the spot until Hoseok spoke up

      “Someone might want to go after him; you know how dramatic he is who knows where he’ll end up”

      Hoseok said someone but he really only meant Jimin. They were in this situation because of him he should fix it. A little voice inside his head suggested that it might have more to do with his desire to tease the Daegu vocalist but he just ignored it. Jimin should have noticed his best friend (boyfriend? their situation was just too confusing for him) was frustrated. It seemed like they all agreed because they suddenly all turned their respective gazes to Jimin expectantly. The dancer just levelled them with a look.

      “What?”

      He was still trying to process what just happened and worry kept eating away at his insides he did not need the others commentary right now so he stood his ground. This seemed to snap the underground rappers out of their stupor and Namjoon spoke up first.

      “You’re kidding right? Do we need to spell this out for you after what just happened?”

      Namjoon was really over the whole situation he had just come to the kitchen with Yoongi to add mayo to his sandwich and then go back to brainstorming ideas for the next comeback. Instead he walked in on something that was sure to haunt his dreams for weeks and here was Jimin acting like a giant pain in the ass. He just huffed and was ready to leave but then Seokjin gave him a look that prompted him to get into a long winded explanation but before he could even utter a word Yoongi beat him to the punch exasperation radiating out of him.

       “Oh my God I cannot believe this. Jimin cut the crap and just go after your boyfriend already”

     “He is not my-“

     “Shut up you’ve been thirsting after his ass for awhile and now you finally discovered he wasn’t the delicate little flower you keep bitching to me about. He is just as nasty as you are” Seokjin really felt like he had walked into the twilight zone. How was all of this happening right now. He could barely keep up and he felt a crippling migraine starting to form under his eyelids

      “Wait Yoongi what do you mean”

      “This one has not stopped bitching about Taehyung to me for months now and here he is looking like a whole idiot instead of finally going after what he wants” He explained gruffly and turned to Jimin once again.

      “Let me spell it our for you since you cannot seem to understand that you’re in a dire situation here. Taehyung is alone and emotional outside. He does not want to come back here tonight knowing him. Where do you think he’s going to go wearing only a tank top and shorts huh”

      Yoongi sent a challenging smirk towards him. That seemed to finally do the trick when he saw realization and a look a fury taking place on Jimin’s features. Just like that he was out of the dorm.

     “Fucking finally I honestly could not stand it anymore hyung”

      Jungkook sighed in relief. He could finally have his life back. Yoongi really saved all of them from the 95z stubbornness. “Language” Seokjin smacked the back of Jungkook’s head. He was finally starting to get what was going on but it was still a lot to take in for him and one thing still puzzled him.

      “You seemed to know exactly where to send Jimin”

      “Oh please haven’t you noticed that Jimin has not let anyone touch Taehyung lately which is fine by us boundaries and all but who’s the only one outside of this room who does not know about this. Think Hyung” Hoseok supplied so helpfully. Jin was about to tell him when it clicked. Of course it was him.

     “Minho ssi”

     “Minho” Chimed in Yoongi looking satisfied. Jimin was lucky to have him looking out for him. Seokjin sent a silent prayer to Minho and noticed the kitchen floor. He proceeded to scolding the underground rappers for dirtying the kitchen he had cleaned only a few minutes, before the whole debacle unfolded, ago.

     Taehyung, just as Yoongi had predicted, made his way to Minho’s apartment when he realized he had ran out with no phone, no money and no mask to hide his face. The last thing he needed was to be recognized right now when his eyes were puffy and he looked disheveled he did not even want to imagine what kind of assumptions people would come up with if they did. Thankfully Minho’s apartment was only a few minutes away on foot and he was positive he was home since he had invited him some time ago to come over that very day. He planned to decline having the opportunity to spend his day with Jimin but that was ruined. Jimin. He did not even want to imagine how he must have felt. Jimin was not shy nor was he above being crude sometimes but this was Taehyung talking about him that way. He had to come to terms with the truth. Jimin was just not into him. He liked to take of him but that was it, he knew Jimin loved him but he was the only one in love. That realization stung more than he had expected. Jimin would not touch him simply because he did not want to. When he reached Minho’s front door he was already crying he used the last of his strength to knock on his door and just kept on crying silently. A few seconds later he heard shuffling inside and the click of the door being opened. Minho came out looking like he had been in the shower and instantly hugged Taehyung when he noticed he was crying “Hey what’s wrong?” The embrace only made Taehyung cry harder. He tried to form words but all that came out of his lips was “Jimin Jimin”. He buried himself deeper into Minho to try and find some kind of comfort even if his embrace even though it could not even be compared to Jimin’s. He was starting to calm down when suddenly he was yanked away from Minho. He turned surprised and was met with smouldering orbs. Jimin held his hand tightly and stepped in front of him. “We’re leaving” Is all he said before he pulled Taehyung in the opposite direction and dragged him towards the dorm. He knew better than to say anything. He knew this Jimin: Shoulders tense, jaw clenched deadly silent. Jimin was furious. All he could do was send an apologetic look towards Minho before he let himself be dragged back by Jimin.

      They reached the dorm in a record time Jimin still silent but still holding Taehyung’s hand in a vice grip. He saw the others all huddled in the living room and could not stand the look they were giving him

      “Good you’re all here saves me the trouble. Do not disturb us and do not complain tomorrow, you have been warned” Jimin proceed to drag Taehyung in his room and slam the door. Taehyung was trying to say something anything to try and soothe a clearly agitated Jimin. He walked up to him and before he could so much as let a sound out he was roughly shoved on the bed.

     “Do you get a kick out of rilling me up” Snarled Jimin who was now on top of Taehyung caging him in with his two strong arms. It was not really so much as a question as it was a statement. Taehyung was beyond confused a little scared (and if he was honest kind of aroused).

     “Jimin I don’t-” “Shut up”

      Jimin’s voice cut through his words like a knife. At this point Taehyung expected pretty much anything except what actually happened. Jimin dropped his hips and began slowly grinding up to him. Taehyung could not help the low moan that came out of his mouth. Jimin whispered hotly in his ear

      “So eager yet so fickle. You were already ready to jump into someone else’s arms after saying you wanted me to fuck you”

      It seemed like his own words riled him up because the slow grind turned into a vicious roll of his hips. Taehyung was putty in his hands unable to even speak just moan lowly and trying to reach out to touch the Dancer. Jimin swatted both of his hands and suddenly pinned them both above Taehyung’s head.

      “All this time I held back for you keeping the instinct of just taking you right there and then at bay and this is how you act” and bent down once again and whispered in his ear “slut”. The word went straight to Taehyung’s cock which he noticed was painfully hard. If Jimin kept on grinding his ass on his cock and continued talking to him like that he was sure he would come within minutes. Taehyung tried to lift his hips to get more friction but Jimin held him down. Suddenly only one hand was pinning his arms and the other was travelling dangerously south. Jimin grasped his cock and looked at him straight in the eye. Taehyung whined loudly while tears were beginning to gather at the corner of his eyes.

      “Look at you; already made a mess of yourself. It’s not going to be this easy though”

      Suddenly the deliciously agonizing friction was gone and Taehyung though he was gonna die. His orgasm was so close and he was denied completely. Jimin, who was still on top of him, smirked. That asshole. He knew exactly what he was doing. Before the vocalist could express his thoughts Jimin tore his tank top. Literally tore it off his body with his bare hands. His words died in his throat and he whimpered a small “Jimin”. The other seemed to be content ignoring him as he got rid of his bottoms shorts and boxers together. Taehyung was completely bare in front of Jimin. He had never felt more vulnerable. Jimin leaned in and gave him a kiss that was more tongue and teeth. Jimin explored his mouth with his tongue with the fervour of a man that seemed to have been dying of thirst for days. He licked the inside of Taehyung’s mouth while the other just withered underneath him. He sucked on his tongue and Taehyung was in sensory overload he honestly thought he died for a second there but no all he could was moan and try to lift his hips pathetically to give his straining cock some kind of relief. Jimin finally relented when the need for air became too much. He dove down sucking on Taehyung’s neck greedily. He bit him hard and Taehyung practically shouted his name. He soothed the ache with his tongue; the mix of pain and pleasure was making the vocalist dizzy.Jimin continued his descent and finally let go of the younger’s arms to leave feather light caresses all over his body. Jimin lifted his head to marvel at the masterpiece that was Taehyung. He was so beautiful like this; smooth tanned skin exposed neck and shoulders littered with love bites cock painfully pink and leaking. He was really a sight but this was not enough for Jimin. He wanted to utterly wreck Taehyung embed his essence so deep inside him the other could only think of him, look only at him. Just thinking about it made him hard. “Mine” He sucked on Taehyung’s chest “Mine” he sucked on his left nipple, biting it. He repeated the process all over Taehyung’s abdomen repeating mine like a mantra. The vocalist could not even think at this point he was in heaven or was it hell? He could not even tell the difference right now. He was already lost in everything that was Jimin. Suddenly the later stopped his onslaught leaving Taehyung once again on the cusp of his release. Taehyung really was going to die if he did not come soon. Jimin probably sensing it gave an almost painful squeeze to his cock.

      “I told you it was not going to be that easy. Now on your knees” He ordered hotly. The Daegu native scrambled to get to his knees, the tone compelling him to obey. Jimin stood up and brought back a bottle of lube and condoms. He stood in front of Taehyung and just said one word.

      “Suck” Taehyung blushed hard but complied. He grasped Jimin’s cock in his large hand and pumped it a few times. He marvelled at the little sounds the dancer let out. He sounded out of breath; Taehyung had never seen something so enticing: Jimin biting his lip while trying to control the noises he was making. He must had gotten lost in the moment because Jimin grew inpatient forcing the vocalist head down and lining up his cock with his mouth. The way he stared at the other could only mean “open” so Taehyung did. Jimin wasted no time thrusting into his awaiting mouth. He flattened his tong against the dancer’s cock and hallowed his cheeks. Jimin’s was not that long but he made up in girth what he lacked in length. The stretch of his mouth was almost painful but he happily took it and sucked on it eagerly.He must have been doing something right because suddenly Jimin grabbed the back of his head and started thrusting wildly. Jimin kept thrusting into his mouth while Taehyung tried his best to relax his throat.The older thoughtfully abused it before he tensed and came deep into his throat. Taehyung was so surprised he choked on the come trickling down his throat. He loved every minute of it. Having Jimin come in his mouth knowing he had this effect on him; the older looked out of breath and positively wrecked. Jimin quickly stripped after regaining his wit and Taehyung marvelled at the beautiful sight in front of him. A naked Jimin was by far the most alluring sight he had ever seen. His forgotten cock started to twitch again.

      “Hands and knees Taetae” The younger complied only wanting to relieve his cock. He just needed a little push. One that Jimin kept denying him; it was driving him positively insane. The dancer climbed back into the bed and settled himself behind Taehyung.He suddenly shouted. Jimin had spread his cheeks and started sucking on the rig of muscles. Like that was not enough he coaxed the muscles loose and inserted his tongue deep inside of Taehyung. He repeated the motion a few times. Taehyung was already seeing stars. Jimin was gone for only a second and Taehyung groaned. He was dying. Before he could cuss Jimin out he was suddenly shouted again: Jimin had inserted not one but two slick fingers along with his tongue while his other hand tugged at the younger’s cock. He lasted only a second before he came painfully hard. Jimin stroked him through his orgasm. Only when Taehyung crashed on the bed and started twitching uncomfortable Jimin finally let go of his cock and removed his fingers and his tongue. His head was still trying to catch up with reality when he was suddenly flipped on his back. He looked at Jimin in confusion when the older lifted one of his legs. He saw his cock once again flushed red and hard a condom wrapping it.

      “I told you this was not gonna be easy” He proceeded to bury himself, in one thrust, deep inside Taehyung’s loose hole. The younger gurgled and choked on yet another scream “Jimin I can’t” He attempted to speak for the first time but Jimin had removed himself and proceeded to bury himself once again inside him. Taehyung was gonna lose his mind this was too much for him. Suddenly he felt a hand rearrange his sweaty bangs and plush lips on his forehead. Jimin for the first time smiled sweetly at him.

      “Relax baby let me take care of you”

      This was what had Taehyung so smitten. The ability Jimin had of keeping up with his snark blow for blow and still be the sweetest to him. It was enough for him to relax and let Jimin thrust slowly and deeply inside of him until a bolt of electricity literally travelled through his pine going straight to his softening cock. He moaned loud and long. Jimin hearing it smirked up at him and kept hitting his prostate until Taehyung was once again hard. He held on to the older’s shoulders as he felt like he was drifting off and needed to anchor himself to him. He dug his nails into his back and the older moaned his name hotly. Taehyung kept on clinging to him and whimpering his name in his ear. It was enough for Jimin to flip him on his stomach and re-enter him previous gentleness gone. Jimin snapped his hips hard and fast making sure to hit Taehyung’s prostate dead on with every thrust.

      “You are so needy it’s really driving me crazy”

He gritted between his teeth as he lost his rhythm and just started chasing his own pleasure. Taehyung was yelling Jimin’s name like a prayer; like it was the only word he knew. Soon Jimin saw nothing but white and buried himself deep inside Taehyung when his orgasm hit him like a freight train. Just like that the younger fell off the edge for the second time that evening and came hard completely untouched; the sight was burned behind Jimin’s eyelids. Both drained and spent they collapsed on the bed, Jimin still inside Taehyung. They stayed silent just enjoying the afterglow when the dancer finally pulled out, the younger grimacing. He threw the condom hoping it went into the trash can and cuddled up to Taehyung. Chest to chest their heartbeats merging. Taehyung looked at Jimin and saw nothing but pure love on his features. He suddenly could not stop the tears that ran down his cheeks. Jimin panicked a little asking him if he hurt him already fussing over him. Taehyung huffed. “Jimin shut up I’m happy ok” Jimin looked at him surprised and fell into a fit of giggles. Taehyung was outraged. Is this how this was gonna turn out. They have a round of raunchy sex and Jimin laughing at him in the end? Jimin sobered up when he noticed Taehyung was giving him a look and suddenly he got serious. “I am sorry Taehyungie if you felt neglected, it’s just-“ He started blushing. Now the younger was really curious. He prompted him by kissing him on the cheek.

      “You are just so innocent when I look at your experience with this and I know how I get when it comes to sex so I just did not want to” He started to fumble and Taehyung took pity on him by silencing him with a sweet kiss.

      “Those people were not you Jiminie I want everything from you I love you” This was the first time the younger was so honest and so open about his feelings that Jimin just held him close and started crying whispering I love yous to a laughing Taehyung.

      “You really are an enigma Park Jimin”

      The next morning Taehyung woke up alone in Jimin’s bed relishing in the warmth. He was not worried; he was secure in the feelings Jimin had for him, he made it abundantly clear yesterday after all. The other walked in tousled hair looking like an angel when a beam of sunlight decided to illuminate him. Taehyung fell a little bit more in love.

      “Hey love I brought you some breakfast” Taehyung swooned at the pet name but still decided to be a brat.

      “Love huh I thought I was a ‘slut’” He dropped his tone an octave when he uttered the word.

     Jimin blushed bright red and dropped to the bed a thousand apologies burning his tongue almost throwing the tray he was holding on the floor. Taehyung silenced him with a sweet kiss.

     “I am just teasing you I’ll be your little slut anytime” He wiggled his eyebrows in a greasy way and Jimin all but shoved him back on the bed telling him how “annoying” and how much of a “little shit” he was.

     Suddenly they were broken out of their little bubble when they heard Jungkook below loudly “Spare us the morning after I BEG” They both stopped their mini wrestling match and fell into hysterics.

      Later that day when they headed for practice Jimin had to help Taehyung into the van and all the members looked at them with murder written into their eyes. Namjoon was the first to speak.

      “How the hell is he supposed to dance like this Jimin? What am I supposed to tell the dance instructor? You decided to go wild without thinking?”

      “Joon ah lay it on them properly” Chimed in Yoongi “Fucking keeping us up all night I cannot believe”

      “Forcing us to listen to all your damn dirty talk we should have known Tae would be a screamer” Added Hoseok looking absolutely scandalized.

     “My earplugs could not even save me from this” Bemoaned Seokjin as Jungkook cried about him being “traumatized for life” They both just gave them a halfhearted apology and went back to giving each other hear eyes. The others just sighed; they should have stayed out of it.

      Bonus

      They were on standby for Inkigayo for their comeback stage awaiting their rehearsing time. They went on stage when they were called and marvelled at the stage that was constructed for their comeback. They all had a feeling this comeback would change everything for them. So they rehearsed like it was their last stage and attracted the attention of every group on standby; including Shinee. When they were done their seniors approached them. Taemin arrived first hugging Jimin and praising him or was he making fun of him? It was hard to tell with him. Nonetheless Jimin was smiling so Taehyung supposed it was all good. Minho approached him wanting to give a hug which he was eager to return when he was yanked backwards landing on a strong chest. Jimin was behind him in a second sending daggers to Minho. For a second the air was heavy until Jimin suddenly smiled sweetly and kissed Taehyung square on the lips.

      “Babe you are going to need a makeup touch up” Jimin supplied still playing innocent. Taehyung shrugged weakly detangling himself from Jimin. He sighed.

     “Whose fault is that huh?” He walked towards their makeup artist while Jimin still had a sickeningly sweet smile on his face as he addressed Minho.

      “Sorry about the last time Minho hyung I had some…business with Taehyung” He said that while looking back at Taehyung and bringing his slight limp to everyone’s, especially Minho’s attention. He smirked deviously

      “No hard feelings right?” Just like that he followed after Taehyung. Hoseok bursted out laughing while Jungkook and the rest just shook their heads.

      “He's so PETTY”.