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BTS Uni life : study group

Namjoon : *Explaining things* *Well prepare with materials*

Jin : *Eating* *Order more*

Yoongi : *Sleeping* *Headphone on*

Jhope : *Fooling with Tae* 

Jimin : *Arguing with Namjoon time to time* 

Tae : *Fooling with Jhope*

Jungkook : *Staring at paper and back to Namjoon* Hyung again?

Which one are you?

I’m finally back, hi.

BTS Uni life : sleep over

Namjoon : *Hype with figures* *Break it*

Jin : *Food supply* *Is in charge as if it’s his house*

Yoongi : *A host forcefully* *Revenge with drink time*

Jhope : *Start games* *Play until out of energy*

Jimin : *Bring up movie marathon* *Fall asleep*

Taehyung : *Support Jimin idea* *Survivor through all movies*

Jungkook : *Chill and compose at first* *A mess later on*

Who are you this time?

*sigh* love it when other people are proven wrong also love it when petty jk is on “my” side

[ 06:42PM ] jeongguk was a petty little shit. that was what he was. and even when it was endearing at times given his huge adorable eyes whenever he complained or the pout that unconsciously formed in defeat if he didn’t get his way—you often really saw the lengths he would do because of his ridiculous pettiness at instances when you were the one being casted aside, being looked down upon, and he daresay claim was being ‘oppressed’ as well.

you were just too nice for this world, jeongguk thought, too understanding, too patient; you always had the will to smile and to keep your poise even when people could really be assholes and do obnoxious things to truly try bursting your bubble—and it was exactly that kindness of yours that infuriated jeongguk a lot, especially when just the other day, you let it slip that a bunch of girls from the organization you recently joined in laughed at you when you were brave enough to share that your boyfriend was jeon jeongguk, a.k.a. the newly appointed baseball pitcher from the rivalring university and who was also quite frankly as they put it was ‘so hot that he’d totally be out of your league, ____’.

“what the fuck?” jeongguk said when he heard that, snapping his head towards you where you were sitting beside him on the bed, typing some notes you’ve written on your notebook and transferring them to your laptop. “they told you that i was out of your league? babe, you’re the one who’s out of my league.”

you chuckled, not sparing him a glance. “yeah, keep telling yourself that, guk.”

“i’m serious!” he sat up from his laid down position. “you’re way too good for me.”

you hummed, nodding, concentrating on what you were doing, obviously agreeing just for the sake of it, and he huffed, scooting closer to hug you from his spot, an arm encircling around your waist and another around your stomach, his chin being placed gently on your shoulder.

“hey,” he murmured and you raised your eyebrows as acknowledgement, still typing away, “you really are you know?”

“i know.”

“are you really okay with those stupid comments?”

“yep.”

“____...”

you finally faced him. “i am, babe.” you smiled and kissed his lips for a second before returning to your task. “they can say whatever the hell they want—but i get to kiss you as much as i want to still, don’t i?”

he chuckled and lifted a finger to bring your chin towards him again, deeming the kiss earlier not enough. “yeah, and as much as i want to too,” he said in between kisses, the last one being fuller than the rest that you got naturally distracted from pulling away as you should have.

anyways, that conversation was supposed to be the end of it. jeongguk was supposed to let it go since you didn’t look bothered by it like a normal person would. but whether you were telling him the truth that you were really okay with what those girls claimed or not, one thing was for sure—he was still going to prove them wrong about their dumb assumptions about yours and his relationship.

and what better way to do that than making an appearance himself at the coffeehouse your organization agreed to meet in after your classes? the excuse of surprising you so that the both of you can go to his apartment together ready on his tongue in case you’d ask.

“baby!” he yelled right from the entrance, raising a hand up to get your attention and even smiling brightly.

when you spinned your head towards the familiar booming sound of his voice and the term of endearment, your eyes widened, the pencil you were holding dropping on the wooden table dramatically as you stared at him from across the place.

“is that…” one of the girls trailed.

“jeon jeongguk?” another one supplied before both of them looked at you who still looked stunned to see your boyfriend here.

he, on the other hand, was unfazed by your reaction and instead began walking closer to your table, something that made you stand up immediately as well, catching on, and meeting him halfway so he wouldn’t have to go where your orgmates were all gathered with you.

“what—you’re supposed to be training,” you told him once you were close enough but jeongguk paid no attention to your scolding statement and tone, just embracing you as soon as you were within reach.

“i wanted to see you.” he grinned and then kissed you full on the mouth.

he started it off quite intensely, might you add, one of his palms settling on your cheek and tilting your head higher so he’d get to do it more properly, the hand on your waist tightening as he pulled you nearer. he even had the nerve to swipe his tongue across your bottom lip, almost sneaking it in if weren’t for reality smacking you in the head a few seconds after that made it all stop.

it was you who slightly pushed him back with both hands on his chest as you heard loud whispered noises behind you, pressing your lips together and blinking hard, your face heating up at the almost make-out session. “you’re, you’re, uh—” your heart was still hammering while jeongguk smirked down at you— “you’re so freaking damn petty,” you finally whined, sighing and hitting his chest for added effect.

he laughed, knowing you understood his actions. “and you’re seriously blushing.”

“because you were about to eat my face off!” you hissed, an accusation that only drove jeongguk to kiss you once more. “ugh, guk, really—you didn’t have to—”

“shhh,” he hushed you, one more peck being planted on your lips. it shut you up alright, and he proceeded on nodding towards the desk where half of the people from your org were trying not to look obvious that they were eavesdropping—while the other half just shamelessly gawked. “how much longer do i have to wait until you’re all done?”

you let the topic go as per his implied request, shrugging and crossing your arms. “maybe 30 minutes more?”

“okay. i should buy myself a drink first and then let’s go to my place, yeah?”

“sure.”

“i love you,” he said all of the sudden, the volume of his voice a bit louder.

you gazed at him, your expression screaming disbelief, but it didn’t take long until you laughed and played it cool, reaching up and squeezing his cheeks with one hand as you brought it back down for that one real last peck, never being able to resist his cuteness no matter what. “i love you too, babe. now go away and leave me alone.”

jeongguk nodded with a similar laugh, striding away to the counter to order as you went back to your table, the previous two girls who called you bluff last time now gaping at you, seeing you with your cheeks still pretty red and your lips very moistened.

you cleared your throat upon feeling their stares and they flashed their eyes somewhere else before you could catch them, pretending to be interested in another orgmate’s suggestion about the subject this whole meeting was held for and not at the fact that they were definitely proven wrong.

Chapter 3: End Him, Yoongi

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A/N: Just finished writing the next chapter for UIY but I have an exam in two days, so I’ll probably post after that