"Jungkook Jungkook Jungkook Jungkook Jungkook-"

"Jesus ing Christ, Taehyung, I'm going to slit your throat. What the hell do you want."

The pink haired boy, for some miraculous reason, looked offended as he pulled away from Jungkook who was staring at him with an unamused look in his eyes. He was this close to catching the Lapras that was chilling on Taehyung's leg. The er had already taken three of his Pokéballs, and he was not about to let it take any more. He was down to 164 of them. 

Taehyung pursed his lips and moved off of the table, and Jungkook almost swore before he realized that Taehyung moving would not affect the Lapras' position at all. The small Pokémon was just going to keep staring at him until he made his move. Suddenly, a phone was shoved in his face and he vaguely made out a Pokémon's stats on the screen.

"Jungkookie, look, I got a radish! Look at it!"

The blond's eyes squinted to try and read the font in front of him before he couldn't take it anymore, pushing the older's arm and hand away from his face. On the screen was an Oddish, CP 12 written above it in small white font.

Jungkook glared at Taehyung and swiped his finger up, effortlessly throwing a Pokéball right onto Lapras' head. The Pokéball shook a few times, but then it clicked. Glancing down at the screen, Jungkook grinned when he saw that he had successfully caught his CP 1724 Lapras. 

He went to show Taehyung his newly caught Pokémon, but the boy was already immersed in naming his new Oddish.

"Hmm, how about I call you Bok choy? Bok choy is good and yummy, and you look like a little bok choy!"

He giggled to himself and Jungkook couldn't help but let his heart melt a little at the sight of the small Oddish with his brand new name and goddamnit how did Taehyung manage to make that so cute.

"Hey hey, Jungkookie, look! I chose the yellow team! Spark really had me going and he's soooo hot. Like, have you seen him? I know he's a character and everything, but it's like Haru and Rin from Free! They're so hot. I love Spark already. He looks like the kind of kid who knows what good memes are- actually, he looks like a meme. Spark is a meme. He is a hot meme who doesn't know what he's doing in life, and honestly, that is me."

You know that cross-popping vein thing in animes? The little angled red thing that shows up when characters are annoyed or angry? Yeah, well, if there could be one, then Jungkook would have one on his forehead right about now.

He may or may not have been slightly, just a tiny, little, small bit, jealous of Spark. The team leader of Team Instinct.

"Wait, you chose ing Team Instinct?"

Taehyung stared at him, eyes wide as he looked at Jungkook who had stood up. He looked to either side to see if this was some sort of prank before he slowly nodded, afraid to anger the boy even further even though he had no idea why Jungkook was even mad in the first place.

"You idiot. You stupid, stupid, idiot. Team Valor forever, man. Team Valor will destroy all of you."

Taehyung just looked down at his phone and quivered with fear. Then he held up his phone carefully, voice barely above a whisper.

"But, but, Kookie... They gave me a Pikachu! My little Pikachu... The small child of mine, Jungkookie, you can't make me give him away! What will happen to him? He'll have to live by himself and no one will take care of him and my little Pikachu oh no he would have nowhere to go and he'd be lonely and Jungkookie! Pikachuuuuu!"

The boy was blubbering, tears running down his face as he held his virtual Pikachu close to his body. Jungkook honestly had no idea how to react and he slowly placed a hand onto the crying boy's head, patting it.

"Tae, stop crying. Please? Come on, we're at the library, Tae. They're going to kick us out. Again. Your Pikachu is fine, okay? You can stay on Team Instinct... I guess. We'll just have to live with the fact that you made a stupid choice and decided to be on that son of a 's team. What kind of a ing name is Spark? With his stupid ing yellow hair..."

Jungkook mumbled to himself towards the end, pulling on his own blond locks and pouting.

Taehyung sniffled and held his breath, staring at the younger with inflated cheeks. He wiped his face to get rid of the remaining tears before he reverted his gaze down at his little Pikachu, delicately touching and the screen while he whispered.

"You're safe with me, Bernard."

A smile made its way onto his face, the older boy looking around him at all the thousands of books on the walls and magazines placed on the shelves. He had forgotten how much he loved the library, even more so now that there was a Pokéstop right outside of it that he could get to from inside the building.

This was his one safe haven now that school had started up again. He was so glad that he managed to convince Jungkook to skip with him (even though the kid went to a different school, but come on, it's not like he needed to be taught anyway. The kid's a genius) and Jimin and Yoongi were probably coming by later when school ended.

Those two had been hanging out together a lot more than Taehyung remembered, especially after the late night Titanic viewing at Jungkook's house.

Shaking it off, the pink haired boy looked at his small Pokémon and grinned, happy that he managed to catch a Pikachu. And a Gastly. And a Chansey. And a Clefable. Let's not forget about his 37 Eevees too. 

Smile still wide and evident on his face, Taehyung turned to talk to Jungkook when he realized that the other was still busy muttering to himself, hands still grasping thin strands of hair poking out from under his red beanie.

"Jungkookie?"

At first, the older boy tried calling out to him, all but yelling different variations of his name, even going so far as to call him,

"You little brat!"

Dissatisfied by the lack of response he got, Taehyung crossed his arms and scrunched his nose up, trying to think of a way to get the boy to stop thinking so ing loud because honestly, it was hurting his own brain. He could hear just how much noise Jungkook was churning up with his thoughts, and it certainly didn't help that he was saying some of them out loud.

He leaned close to the boy, nose mere centimeters from the younger's face as he lightly poked one of Jungkook's cheeks, the small boy turning to look at him. He seemed to have forgotten whatever the hell was bothering him because as soon as he stared into Taehyung's eyes, he let out a small gasp and dropped his hands.

The older boy was much closer to him than he had remembered, and their noses were all but touching.

Jungkook's mouth opened just the slightest and he blinked slowly, unconsciously leaning forward a bit. Taehyung swallowed, his suddenly dry lips. He looked down, not confident, but let his gaze flick up to stare Jungkook right in the eye.

Bad choice.

The younger boy's eyelids were hooded and they were dark, pulling Taehyung closer and closer.

Taehyung could feel Jungkook's breath on his lips and it sent a shiver down his back. He shut his eyes and squeezed his hand into a fist, grabbing onto the fabric of his pants tightly. He faintly registered a ding coming from his phone but quickly dismissed the thought.

Something much more important was in front of him right now.

Opening his eyes, he looked into Jungkook's once more, drowning in the dark chocolate pools that gleamed in the light. Jungkook slightly raised his eyebrows, as if asking for permission, making sure that, yes, this is okay.

At first, Taehyung didn't move, looking down at the boy's slightly chapped lips.

He'd have to buy him lip balm later.

Then, he slightly nodded, just once, and let his eyes shut.

First, their noses touched and it turned hot, the sensation burning a hole into Taehyung's skin. He swallowed again, getting rid of the thick lump in his throat while he told himself to keep in control, to not let himself get high on the feeling.

He felt Jungkook move further towards him and he let himself get lost in the moment, sinking deeper into-

"HEY GUYS. WHAT ARE YOU DOING."

Taehyung and Jungkook jumped apart faster than anyone could have imagined. Jimin, the one who asked the question, stared down at them with a bright smile, all teeth showing and newly orange-dyed hair falling into his face. Contrary to the normal smile they were used to, Jimin's eyes were wide, rounded circles that gazed into their souls. There were no evil intentions (at least, none that Taehyung could see), but there was lots and lots of curiosity and even more interest.

"Hey. Hi. Jimin. Yeah. Hey."

Jungkook shrank into himself. He fixed his eyes on the ground, neck disappearing as he turned into a small ball and hugged his legs. Taehyung stuttered out what words he could manage, which clearly, was not very many. Jimin's smile just grew wider as he stretched out his hand and reached for Taehyung's neck. It was a menacing smile, but one that could quickly change to a sweet one if he so pleased.

Jimin was a terrifying creature.

The small orange headed boy got ahold of Taehyung's neck and he had a rather firm grasp on it. He glanced over to the ever-more shrinking Jungkook and his eyes crinkled into crescent moons. The younger closed his eyes, bracing himself for the quick squeeze when the hand was gone. Taehyung opened his eyes to see Yoongi's arms gently draped around the younger's waist, nose pressing into Jimin's cheek.

"Stop it, sunshine. We've done worse before."

Taehyung choked on his spit and Jungkook reemerged immediately, neck coming back into sight.

No one said anything for a second, Jungkook and Taehyung too busy, I don't know, trying to understand how the any of this happened because the last time they checked, they were pretty ing sure that those two were not together, Jimin and Yoongi just stuck in their own world.

"What the hell."

The youngest in the room couldn't seem to form words, instead his jaw moving up and down over and over again.

"How? How did this happen?"

Taehyung was the embodiment of confusion. If you could take that word and all that it meant and shove it inside of a human being, you would have Taehyung, sitting there in his school uniform and washed out pink hair, looking between Yoongi and Jimin (which really wasn't all that difficult since they were basically melded into one person at this point) and crying.

Jungkook's eyes bugged out, placing both of his hands on Taehyung's face and using more force than necessary to wipe the tears away. 

He wasn't used to comforting people.

He wasn't used to people in general.

Jimin nuzzled his head in the crook of Yoongi's neck, a small smile making its way onto his face. Yoongi didn't even try to look like he didn't care, planting a light kiss atop Jimin's dazzling orange hair.

Taehyung slapped the youngest's hands away from his face and stood up, pulling Jimin away from his apparent boyfriend and hugged the small child close to his chest. He rested his chin on Jimin's head, arms tightly circled around the months-older boy's chest.

"I'm going to ask one more time. How the  did this happen? When? How did I not know about it?"

Jimin squirmed against Taehyung's surprisingly tight hold, trying to wiggle his way out. Jungkook saw him and just laughed, deciding against helping the small orange haired boy. As if reading his thoughts, Jimin glared at him, kicking his shin with his foot.

Yoongi stared at Taehyung, upset that his little Chimchim had been taken from him.

Well, in Taehyung's defense, Jimin was friends with him first, and he was his Chimchim first, and okay, maybe Yoongi had no right taking him away from the tall pink haired kid, but hey, finders keepers.

He blew away some of the hair that fell in his eyes, shaking the strands to the side. He looked Taehyung and Jimin up and down before glancing to the side at Jungkook grasping his leg in pain while he squirmed around on the floor.

"You really wanna know?"

Taehyung nodded quickly, hugging Jimin even tighter to the point where he couldn't really breathe anymore.

The oldest in the room let out a sigh, shoving his free hands into his pockets. He bit his bottom lip, furrowing his brows at Jungkook who probably needed some help since he was rolling from side to side now and shook his head.

"Alright. But can you let go of Jimin first? And help Jungkook. Look at him. The kid's a mess."

a/n:  HAH A I'M AWFUL I SAID I'D BE BACK IN AUGUST BUT LOOK AT ME IT'S LIKE YOONGI'S MIXTAPE YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN I'M GONNA DROP L MAO

/sobs

but seriously, when is he gonna drop that i need it

HEAVILY inspired by this

but also bc pokémon go is love but i'm so bad at it did you know that at one point i only had 3 pokéballs and i have 0 pokéstops near me so i was suffering for the longest time but now i have 53 but i still have no pokéstops q-q

edit: it's like two days a week later and i now have about 25 15 4 1 pokéballs but i did catch an abra and a lot of other stuff and boy was it worth it

I HAVE ONE POKÉBALL LEFT SOMEONE SAVE ME

i am so WEAK to yoongi calling jimin sunshine it makes me so happy inside

mint greened hair yoongz and orange haired chimchim for the winnnnnnnnn