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"Class is dismissed." The science teacher announced, grinning at the student's happiness.

"LET'S GO!" Jin shouted, patting Jimin and Namjoon on the back before swinging his backpack over his shoulder and skipping out the door. Jimin chuckled, shaking his head at his friend's excitement.

School was finally over for the year and everyone was excited for the long break. Namjoon and Jimin followed after Jin, both calm and collected, unlike the oldest male of the group, who was slapping other student's on the back and fist -bumping everyone he could see.

"Jin hyung is insane." Namjoon sighed, his mouth breaking into a smile.

"Indeed he is." Jimin agreed, laughing. "What are your plans for the holidays?"

"Sleep, sleep and," Namjoon pretended to think for a bit. "Sleep." Jimin chuckled.

"Sounds like a good plan."

They walked out the school gates, the sun shining down on them brilliantly. Jin stopped for the two, panting from the thrill of his celebration. "Okay guys, how about we meet up next weekend? Ms. Lee's street food truck?" Jin wiggled his eyebrows.

Jimin nodded. "Okay, hyung. Talk to you guys later!" He waved, turning around and walking in the direction of his house. Some kids from the junior campus were playing on the playground as their parents supervised. Other high school students were getting into cars, most likely going to the mall for after-school food.

Suddenly, Jimin felt someone wrap their arm around his shoulders. He smirked, knowing exactly who it was.

"Hi, Taehyungie." He greeted, continuing on walking. The taller chuckled.

"Hi, Park." Taehyung quickly switched their positions once he realised Jimin was the one walking next to the road. Jimin groaned.

"Yah! That was one time!" Jimin snapped, recalling the moment he nearly got run over by a car while heading home with Taehyung. Taehyung wrinkled his nose.

"I'm not taking risks. Loser."

Jimin gasped. "YOU BITCH!"

Taehyung laughed, quickly letting go of Jimin and running ahead just as the shorter started chasing after him. Taehyung ran down Jimin's neighbourhood, seeing his boyfriend's house come into view.

Mr. Park was scrubbing the car with soap on the driveway when he heard the two boy's running down the footpath. Before Jimin's father could say anything, Taehyung quickly ducked behind him. Mr. Park burst into laughter after he saw Jimin running on his short legs, panting at the end of the driveway.

"YOU'RE LUCKY MY DAD IS HERE!" Jimin yelled. Taehyung back-hugged Mr. Park from behind.

"Thank you, Mr. Park." Taehyung said. Jimin's father crossed his arms.

"You can call me appa, Tae." Mr. Park raised his eyebrows.

Taehyung sheepishly smiled. "Thank you, Appa." Jimin's father smiled.

"Go head inside, I'll get sandwiches ready for you boys." Taehyung nodded, walking over to Jimin who glared at him. Taehyung pouted.

"Sorry, Jiminie." He apologized, biting his bottom lip cheekily. Jimin didn't get a chance to respond as Taehyung picked him up, piggy-backing him up the driveway and inside the house. The shorter just stayed quiet, leaning his head on the other's shoulder as Taehyung carried him effortlessly up to his room.

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"Mhm. Yeah, I'll behave." Taehyung promised.

"Remember to remind Mrs. Park to visit me tomorrow! I plan to make kimchi with her, okay?" His mother instructed through the phone. Taehyung hummed.

"Don't worry, I've already told her."

"Good. I love you, baby bear. See you at home tomorrow."

"I love you too. Sleep well!" Taehyung hung up the phone and put it on the bedside table. Jimin was eating noodles at his desk while watching netflix on his IPad. The shorter was completely engrossed in his show. Taehyung frowned.

He got up and hugged Jimin's head from behind. Jimin paused the show. "What is it?"

"You're not giving me attention!" Taehyung complained. Jimin groaned.

"You're so annoying." The shorter swivelled around on the chair and looked up at his boyfriend. Taehyung grinned, grabbing the bowl from Jimin's hand and placing it on the table. The taller turned off the IPad and picked Jimin up.

"What are you doing?! I was eating!" Jimin scolded, yet let Taehyung carry him to the bed. The taller laid him down before lying next to him.

"Mm, I don't care." Taehyung responded. Jimin's jaw dropped in offence and he went to retaliate, but Taehyung shut him up with a kiss. Jimin immediately kissed back and Taehyung pushed him down, hovering above him.

The shorter moaned as Taehyung sucked on his bottom lip while sliding a cold hand up his shirt. Taehyung detached his lips from Jimin's, trailing kisses down his neck and unbuttoning Jimin's pajama shirt simultaneously. The taller pecked every inch of Jimin's torso, leaving butterflies in the latter's stomach.

Taehyung moved back up, gazing at Jimin's flushed face as he finally buttoned up Jimin's shirt. "Why so red, Park?" The taller smirked.

Jimin pushed his chest slightly, glancing away in embarrassment. He still was not used to the other's flirty nature. Taehyung leaned down, nuzzling his nose with Jimin's before lying down on the shorter's right. Taehyung rested his head on his arm, his left arm slipping underneath Jimin to pull the boy closer.

Jimin turned his body onto his right side, placing his left hand on Taehyung's chest and cuddling closer to the male. "I'm not red." Jimin muttered.

"Correction: you're not good at lying."

"Asshole."

Taehyung grinned. "Say, Jiminie, is there anything you'd like to call me? Or vice versa?" The taller asked, attempting to hide his smirk. Jimin raised an eyebrow, looking up at his boyfriend.

"Like what?"

Taehyung licked his lips. "Hmm...you could call me baby, or sweetie, or honey, or love, or—" The taller turned onto his left side, facing Jimin and leaning closer. "Daddy." He whispered, causing Jimin's face to flare up in colour.

"T-Taehyung!" Jimin frowned. Taehyung laughed, pressing their foreheads together. The shorter thought about the previous question for a moment. He remembered the time when he saw Ha-eun's post and Taehyung had commented under it. "Tae?"

"Hm?"

"Can you...c-call me something?" Jimin whispered. Taehyung smirked.

"Kitten?"

"No!" Jimin slapped his bicep, causing the taller to wince. "I mean—can you call me...p-pretty boy?" Taehyung blinked, moving back and looking at Jimin with no expression. The shorter instantly panicked. "You know what, nevermi—"

Taehyung pecked his lips. "My pretty boy."

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