"Good luck," Jimin whispered mischievously as he gave Taehyung a last light squeeze in a hug and then a soft kiss on the cheek.

Taehyung just groaned though, not being sure if luck is really what he needed if it comes to being with Jeon Jeongguk and a teacher alone in one room, while they were cleaning.

"Have fun with Yoongi," Taehyung responded. Although Jimin didn't tell him that he was going to meet with Yoongi today again, the way Jimin has been blushing over the whole day kind of revealed it. And the blush that spread to his cheeks right at that moment was evidence enough to support his theory, even fixate it.

"Thanks, see you tomorrow. Love you."

Taehyung smiled. "Love you, too. Bye."

And Jimin went off, with his black school bag wrapped around only his right shoulder, because he says his left one is shorter and it always slips off.

A deep, deep, sigh left Taehyung's lips now, striding towards his empty classroom where he would wait for his oh so sweet teacher and some obnoxious raven haired he wished he wouldn't have to keep up with anymore.

He entered the room, the first thing he noticed was that no one was inside. For some reason he found comfort in the seat he always sat in, so that's where his feet carried him to. He sat down, eyes roaming around the beautiful spring sun throwing its glimmering light on the green leaves of trees and bushes.

Taehyung felt a little eased up with a view like this one and hoped it would stay this way, so he could maybe take a walk later when he is done cleaning the classroom as his punishment for talking to Jeongguk during class.

Curious, he pulled his phone out to check the weather report, instantly wishing he hadn't when he saw it would rain around that time they would be done. Just then he realized how low his battery percentage was. Well, he noticed it too late, as his phone gave up, in the hold of his fingers, the screen turning completely black. "This day can't get worse," he mumbled under his breath, shoving the dead phone into his pocket, crossing his arms on the table and dropping his head on them in order to relax just a little bit more.

"Ayo, shortie!" The door was banged open and Taehyung flinched by the loud noise and looked up quickly, gaze landing on Jeongguk and the teacher.

"Be quiet, Jeongguk!" the woman hissed, getting annoyed. During their walk towards this classroom, the ravenette has been talking non-stop about god knows what to her and she cannot bear his voice any longer.

"Hello, Taehyung," she greeted, flashing a small smile. She is a nice teacher, really, but when Jeongguk and Taehyung didn't stop talking during her class, she got a little annoyed.

"I have the buckets and mops here, also, the tables need to get cleaned too and I want you to remove every bubblegum with the scrapers. This room needs a deep clean."

Okay, she's sometimes a nice teacher.

"For real? I thought that's why our school has people who clean as their job?" Jeongguk said, looking in disgust at the cleaning supplies.

The teacher chuckled at Jeongguk's expression. "The faster you work, the earlier you can go back home. So, hop hop," She urged and Taehyung lazily got up, saying no word.

"Okay, you do the bubblegums, I mop the floors—

"Wait— Hold up, no!" That's the first time Taehyung said something.

"You got us here, shorty, deal with it," Jeongguk just retorted, strapping on the plastic gloves.

Taehyung's lips gaped, but he kept quiet, not in the mood to argue with Jeongguk again.

The silent treatment Jeongguk got from Taehyung made the ravenette arch an eyebrow, having expected him to react different. To react— and not to ignore him and do what he told him.

Strapping the gloves on, Taehyung took one of the two scrappers and walked to the tables. It was a disgusting job, for sure. There are at least ten bubblegums full of bacteria under each table and who knows who put them there.

But Taehyung was just going to do that and work fast, so they could be finished before it would start raining outside and he could still enjoy the beautiful mid spring weather.

Jeongguk mopped the floor, a scowl marking his brows the whole time, hating to do what he was doing, even more if he is doing it with Taehyung.

Their teacher was sitting at her table, some exams she still had to correct resting on it. She too had a scowl on her face, but in her case it was probably because of concentration, or because a student was miserably failing his test. Either way, it didn't concern the two boys, who were just wishing to get done as soon as possible and then leave.

Taehyung was done with the third table, there were around 20 more to go and he was glad that he finally figured out the easiest way to use the scrapper to remove the bubblegums, using this technique to get done quickly.

The ringing of a phone cut through the concentrated silence and both Taehyung and Jeongguk looked to the teacher, who picked up her call as if the two were not even present in the room.

"What?!" She abruptly jumped up, startling Taehyung, who almost stumbled back by the suddenness, having Jeongguk, who took notice of it, silently laugh at him.

Curiously, the boys watched as she began packing her stuff, listening to the words of the person on the other line of the phone. "Yes, I will come over immediately. Okay, see you."

She turned to the boys. "I got a call that my son tripped down a few stair steps in school and is now laying in the hospital," she informed.

Taehyung gave her a worried look. "Is he alright?"

She sighed, still packing her back. "He seems fine, they're just making a check up for concussion on him and I need to be there, which is why I want you to finish everything up and once you're done, you can go. I will come back and check the room later again and if I see you gone, but the room is not clean at all, I'll make you clean all the other classrooms too. Am I understood?" She stated sternly, her voice wavering a little in the panicked worry from hearing about the accident of her son.

The two boys nodded.

"Good," she spoke. "See you tomorrow then," she left.

Jeongguk let out a sigh as the door fell close. "Gosh, I hate this."

Taehyung glanced at him, bot in the mood to get annoyed. He doesn't want to make this day more worse as it already is by starting another argument with Jeongguk.

"Let's just finish this up and then go," he suggested, voice normal, light even, as he knelt down again to scrub away the disgusting pieces of bubblegum.

Taehyung's behavior that day still confused Jeongguk, but he shrugged it off, continuing to mob.

And about 45 minutes later, the room looked all clean. The floors were mobbed, the cupboard was wiped, the tables swobbed and all bubblegums gone and thrown into the trash bin.

"Finally," Taehyung sighed out, pulling of the gloves and throwing them into the bin too, going to wash his hands.

"This means we can leave, right?" Jeongguk asked, wrenching out the mob.

Taehyung slumped down on a random seat and nodded in confirmation, closing his eyes for a second to catch some deep breath, while Jeongguk strode towards the door. "See you tomorrow then, shorty."

The nickname he has been giving Taehyung because of his smaller height, was something that used to bother Taehyung always. After Jeongguk had decided to so randomly break everything off with him— with no typical reason— he already felt small whenever he encountered the raven haired in the school floors. That nickname used to make him feel even tinier and more vulnerable in front of Jeongguk, but as times come, times always go and he grew unbothered to a silly nickname. Him and Jeongguk are on one level, he told himself. When not, he also reassured himself to be even better than him.

Since that is what he is trying to be anyways.

Taehyung's still closed eyes opened when he heard a strange sound and a grumbling Jeongguk. He turned to look to the ravenette who still did not leave, nope, he even hasn't opened the door yet.

And he was struggling to do that; the door was locked.

double update!