I could only snort and sigh, smacking Taehyung on the head. "Pabo," I found myself saying, not sure whether it was directed at him or myself. "Stupid," this time I flopped down into my bed, burrying myself in the sheets.

I heard a low and soft chuckle echoed through the room, Taehyung's deep and manly voice ringing through my ears. He gave my back a pat before I felt movements and the familiar noise of shuffling sheets. "You do realize you need to get out of here some time?" I heard him ask.

But that's the thing. I don't want to and have no intentions in doing so. I feel tired, exhausted and drained. I just can't.

"Your brother is worried sick, ya'know?" He added. "But he knows you need your space."

I could only sigh, slowly pulling the sheets off my face and finally take courage to sneak a peak at Taehyung who's now stood by the window, an adorable smile stretched across his face while his gaze locked lovingly outside. It didn't need a genius to know that he was indeed staring at his boyfriend, Hoseok. By the looks of it, the way his eyes twinkle in such adoration, his lips curved in a beautiful smile— he was gazing at the love of his life.

I couldn't help but wonder. Do I look like that too whenever I gaze at such beauty? Is my reaction even close to Taehyung's when I lock eyes with Jimin?

"How long have you been dating, hyung?" I blurted out, causing him to tore his gaze away from the window and transfered to me, the adorable smile now changed into something much gentlier and friendlier.

He bit his lip and cocked his head to the side, probably to think. "Uhm, three years." He smiled, his boxy grin in full display. "Why'd you ask?"

"Just wondering." I casually replied, my lips forming into a thin line. "You seem to adore him so much."

He chuckled, his gaze now back outside to stare down at his lover and Hoseok must've waved up at him as Taehyung broke into a full blown grin, waving ever so fondly back down to the older. He then stared back at me, taking slow strides back to my bed and plopped down, sitting by the edge. "We were bestfriends." he said out of the blue.

I could only just stay silent, not knowing what words to speak of nor how do I respond. He took my silence as his cue to continue, drifting off like remembering such memory before chuckling and shaking his head. "Hoseok had always been popular. He's a social butterfly while I on the other hand, is that wierd nerd kid who knows nothing but to study." he started. "I remember having him as my dorm neighbor. He was annoying, loud and very cheerful. He likes to party and often have friends over. I remember getting utterly pissed when he was being too loud and I needed to study for our finals. I asked him to keep it down but it instead of keeping it down, he slammed the door straight in my face, ignoring me and my complaints."

"Rude." I commented, earning an exasperated sigh followed by a loud 'i know right'.

"Well anyways, being the stubborn nerd that I was, tried to knock again. But instead of Hoseok, it was an annoyed Yoongi who opened it this time, and trust me, he looked scary as fuck." I couldn't help but chuckle at this. "Yeah, well. I expected him to shout at me for being annoying, but instead he complained how much of an asshole hoseok is and just went out the door. It shocked me to see a herd of bodies walking out the door afterwards, complaints and rants escaping from their very mouths."

Taehyung went on and on about how after everybody left, Hoseok popped out of nowhere, a can of beer in hand. "— and he had on a cute smile on his face, 'Anything for you, princess.' he said before pecking me on the lips! On the fucking lips! On our first ever meeting! Oh my gosh!"

I laughed at Taehyung's cute whine as his hands starts doing all these movements all over the place as he continued with his and Hoseok's love story. He said that a lot of things have changed after that night. The older started pestering him wherever he went and even sometimes Taehyung would wake up with a hand wrapped on his waist, and that Hoseok had probably snuck last night to cuddle and sleep with him.

He also told me that Hoseok was the one who introduced him to their gang, and it might've gotten him a hell of effort and tears shed to befriend and understand the nature of the ever rude and sarcastic Min Yoongi. Because basically, Taehyung is a softie and sensitive as fuck and everybody knows how fucking blunt and sarcastic the mint haired midget is.

"Yeah he was a bit rude, but we're good." Taehyung finished off with a smile. "Other than his undeniably irritating sarcasm, he's quite a good catch to be friends with. He's smart and opinionated, I sometimes run to him for advices when I'm having a dilemma."

"Yeah," I smiled, remembering such captivating words from Yoongi these past few days. His deep and unfathomable words.

Taehyung shared more about his life, especially his love life, whilst I sat listening, throwing in comments if necessary. For the first time this week, I could feel the burden in my chest slightly getting lift off. I feel so much gratitude to Taehyung for atleast helping get my mind off things.

I know Taehyung wants so bad to ask about Jimin. I could tell by the way he bites his lip that he's just as curious as everybody to know what were we like when he was still here, but refraining himself from doing so for the fear that he might ruin the mood— that he might upset me, and I'm grateful for that. I'm not ready to speak of him just yet.

It was then when the door bursted open, revealing a usual poker faced Yoongi, followed by a grinning Hoseok who immediately sat beside his lover, leaving Yoongi standing by the door alone, face crumpled into a scowl as he stared in disgust at the cuddling couple. "Respect the kid, idiots." He threw a pillow at them, earning a chuckle from me.

"What's so wrong with cuddling, hyung?" Taehyung pouted, only to be wiped off by Hoseok's kiss.

Yoongi groaned. "Ew, disgusting. Atleast keep the lovey-dovey shits private. I just ate for christ's sake!"

After a few groans of disgust, sarcastic notes from Yoongi and Hoseok throwing in mocking comments, they finally stopped and shut their mouths up. "Anyways, get ready in thirty." Yoongi said.

A small frown made it's way to my brows. I was about to ask when Taehyung beat me to it. "Where are we going, hyung?"

"Apparently, we decided to take a break from handing out fliers...and have a little fun." It was Hoseok who spoke this time. "We thought it would be great for Jungkook to come with us."

"Where?" I butted in whilst Taehyung jumped in glee upon hearing the word 'fun' like it's a codename for something. "Where are we going?"

"It's like a yearly christmas recreational activity for us. We'll explain everything later, right now you both need to get ready because we're up for some fun tonight." Yoongi winked.

"What exactly are we going to do?" The three of them stayed silent, a sly smirk plastered on each of their faces. I could only frown. I don't feel good at all.

There was a certain twinkle in Yoongi's eyes, his smirk screams nothing but mischief like he's up to no good at all. He opened his mouth to speak, and I swear, his words felt just as troublesome as his smirk.

"To have fun, Jungkook."