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Yoongi grumbled, “Is it really necessary for you to walk me to the Prom Planning Committee?”
Still reeling from whatever the fuck just happened during their smoke break, Jungkook stammered, “Uh yeah.” He grew pink just from thinking about Yoongi’s grip around his neck. “My best friends are on it anyways, so I want to drop by.”
“Hm, okay, I guess.”
Upon their arrival to the classroom, Jimin and Taehyung were all smiles, dragging Jungkook to a corner of the room, failing to discreetly discuss amongst themselves.
Taehyung’s whispering was really just excitedly yelling into Jungkook’s ear, “So how’d it go Kookie? Did you end up getting the trove of nudes?”
He shyly shook his head. “It went alright. She didn’t send any.” Taehyung remained unconvinced. “Pressure, you know?” Taehyung frowned, now looking to Jimin for help.
Jimin was a bit better at whispering, but not really, “Did she ever explain why she was fucking our AP Literature teacher?”
Jungkook stuttered out a reply, “N-no! Well, she’s not! That’s one thing.”
Bored with that kind of response, he drawled out, “So she didn’t explain….ah….that Yoonji really is something…”
Taehyung mouthed the words Hoebagel .
“I’m right here assholes.” Yoongi grumbled, setting his notebook on the desk before him.
“Oh!” Jimin attempted some faux surprise. “Funny seeing you here!”
“I’m on the Prom Party Planning Committee, remember?”
“Right.” Jimin cleared his throat. “Anyways. So, I suppose now that everyone’s here, we should finalize on this year’s theme.”
Taehyung raised his hand, “Yeah, so I was thinking Pokemon.”
Jungkook high-fived him.
Jimin sighed, “Oh Taehyung, my sweet, sweet lover. Even though you stir a fire within my loins, that has got to be the worst idea I’ve ever heard. Moving on––”
Yoongi interjected, “How about we make the prom theme Crime and Punishment ?”
“Okay, that’s oddly specific, but…” Jimin squinted his eyes. “..............I’m listening.”
“So I was thinking we could base most of the decor on that scene where Sonia meets Rasilokov by the riverbank. Funding this kind of prom theme would definitely work with our recent budget cuts, but honestly I’m open to suggestions here.”
Satisfied, Jimin smiled at Yoongi. As he closed his planning binder, he announced to the rest of the committee, “Alright, so it’s decided. This year’s theme will be Crime and Punishment !”
There were some exasperated groans amongst the members, some enthusiastics cheers, some confused applauds, but overall, it was a consensus.
And as everyone was packing up and leaving, Jimin caught up with Yoongi.
“Good job!”
“Thanks. I didn’t know planning prom was that easy.” Yoongi zipped up his backpack.
“Well, it is.” Jimin giggled. “There are obviously more fun sides to prom.”
“Like?”
“Oh, come on, you should know: like the booze, and drugs, and––” Jimin looked wistfully into the distance at Taehyung, who was chattering with a perturbed Jungkook about something. “––dates.”
“Drugs?”
“Yeah.”
“Like drugs drugs?”
“Yeah?”
“Like,” Yoongi then mimed the act of snorting coke to drive his point home.
“ Yes .” Jimin furrowed his brow in confusion. “Geez, you must really be serious about your drugs….”
“Boy am I.”
“Well lucky for you, your boyfriend was going to hold a party at his place tonight.”
Jimin shrugged, “Beats me. Parties don’t really seem like your scene anyways.”
“Will there be drugs.”
“That’s for you to find out, sweetie.” He winked. Then turned to Taehyung again. “Taehyung, come on, let’s go!”
“Wait, but you never properly answered my question!”
Jimin shrugged again. “Meh.”
And before Yoongi could even utter out another word, Taehyung crashed into him, jabbing his elbow right into Yoongi’s chest.
“ Oops. ” Taehyung placed a hand over his mouth in the shittiest display of faux remorse. “Who knew I could be so clumsy!”
“You little shit! That hurt!”
Jimin responded, “Well, you know what they say, curiosity killed the cat.”
They smiled as they walked away, hand-in-hand.