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Night School [Hiatus]- So .... What happened last night?
It was Saturday morning. Jungkook was with Suga in the deserted lounge room, each was curled at one end of a comfortable sofa. They were dressed alike - dark blue shorts by the knees and white t-shirts and each holding a cup of tea in the right hand.
They had gone there right after breakfast-during which Jimin hadn't come sit at the table with them.
Suga's eyes avoided eye contact, anxiously browsing the entire room before finally coming to set at Jungkook.
- Jimin can be a bit ... controller.-when he said this last word, his voice was so weak that Jungkook had to lean to be able to listen. After a pause Suga wated away that thought with a shake of the hand.- And I hate it. At times.
He paused and Jungkook waited.
- And that's it. -Suga sighed - Yesterday evening he was having too similar attitude with my father. «Do this, do not do that. Do not question what I say» . And if he think I tolerate it, he's sadly mistaken. And .... well, now we are not talking to each other. He was here when I came in with Taehyung.- paused, casting a worried look to Jungkook - By the way , did Taehyung came back to pick you up....?
Jungkook nodded.
Jungkook turned the couch, facing his friend, and crossed his legs. Lowering his voice, almost whispering.
- Jin sent Taehyung to go away. He told him something like 'go to work'. What was that about? I realized that Taehyung didn't want to go, but he obeyed him.
Suga rolled his eyes.
- It's just a Night School bull; I think Jin is above him or something.
Jungkook slipped on the sofa until his head rested on the back of it and stretched his legs on the table, revealing the patch on his knee.
- Oh, cutie, what happened to your knee?
Jungkook smiled ruefully.
- Last night I fell on the way. I must have looked a clumsly stupid. -raising his left hand, showed a skinned palm - I'm marked for life.
- Oh, my god, it's all my fault! I'm sorry I freaked out that way, Jungkook. Now Jimin is upset with me and you are injured. My god! I'm really a disgrace. - Suga seemed genuinely sorry.
- Don't be silly - Jungkook replied. -It was nothing. Hardly hurts -. And then, suffocating an excited squeal, hid his face in his hands. - Oh, my god! I can not believe haven't told you! Jin kissed me.
- Really? - Suga straightened his back - When? wherewhyhow?
Even with his face buried in his hands, Jungkook answered in a muffled voice:
- And when I hurted my leg, he brought me bridal style.
- Oh, my god! - Suga sighed - He likes you. That's, like super-heroic. Tell me how was the kiss.
Peeking through fingers, Jungkook told his friend how it all happened.
- And was not one of those kisses on the cheek, kind friends - concluded. - It was a real kiss . A French kiss .
Suga poked him with his elbow .
- And then .... ? Did you like it?
- Yes, I think so - Jungkook sank further into the couch cushions, red as a tomato - Okay Yes.. Definitely it was really good.
- And tonight you do not have a sort of romantic date ...? - asked Suga, elbowed him when Jungkook admitted that yes - By the way come to my room and tell me everything. - he demand - Hey, that reminds me that the Summer Ball is in three weeks. Probably tonight Jin will ask you for you to be his date! What are you gonna wear? Tell me quickly.
Was so euphoric that Jungkook could not help laughing.
- My God, you look like a child! I know nothing about this prom. And you, you're going to wear what?
- I bought a suit the last time I went home - Suga perked up noticeably when describing the suit, that it was fair and silver.
He then cast a look of understanding to Jungkook.
- And you,do you have any suit?
Jungkook fidgeted in place, somehow uncomfortable.
- Well ... not exactly. There are some in my wardrobe ....
- Come to my room! - Suga interrupted, grabbing Jungkook's hand.
After a moment's hesitation, Jungkook confessed:
- Look, I've never been to a ball. Not a serious ball. I mean, in my other schools, such pure things were not simply done.
Suga refused all those excuses with a gesture.
- You'll love it! It's a bit old fashioned, but it is not .... Pompous, you know .... ? Everyone is arranged and is very beautiful. Even teachers. You can not imagine how some of them are different. It's flawless. When Jin invites you, you have to accept.
However, Jungkook was practically lying on the couch.
- But what shall I do if he doesn't invite me?
They were both sat there in silence for a moment, considering the true horror that he would not have a couple to go to the ball.
- I can always go with Chen - Jungkook said finally. - He even looks nice ...
And the two burst into laughter.
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Guys , I'm sorry for the late update and kinda lame and boring chapter , but i don't know what's happening but things are getting .... weird and suspicious . Mom's getting lazy , Dad's insisting in idek and the weather is a able . So please annticipate and love this story (no matter how hard my updates are lame and late).
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So bye darlings~
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