Of Swing Sets and Broken Dreams (1)
Rating: T (Will contain angst, levels currently unknown)
Pair: Taehyung x Reader x Jimin (poly relationship)
Word count: 1,063
Summary: Life was good with your friend group with Jimin and Taehyung up until you had to move abroad. Upon coming back in high school with a hope of continuing where you left off, things aren't quite how you left them.
Words couldn’t even begin to define how excited you were. After five years of having had to move to Italy for your dad’s work, your family was moving back to South Korea for your senior year of high school.
Without a doubt, what you were most excited for was getting to see your two best friends in the whole world. When you’d moved, you’d promised to keep in touch with Jimin and Taehyung, and you’d done a fairly good job up until high school. Then you’d grown increasingly more and more busy until eventually the calls just stopped.
However, you weren’t going to let that happen here, not even over your dead body. You were mindset to get the gang back to its former glories.
Your mom dropped you off a bit early so you could see if you could find them before classes started.
Instantly, you knew the first place you should look. You remembered one of the last calls you had, Jimin had told you about how he was ridiculously excited that the high school had a big music room, so he planned on practicing his dancing in there whenever he could.
You just prayed he was still holding up to that.
After a bit of asking around to locate it, you found yourself quietly pushing open the music room door, immediately being hit by the sound of piano music.
He definitely wasn’t the little black haired mochi you’d grown up with though, it seems like he lost all his baby weight. However, what really surprised you was his hair.
He’d spent most of your calls with Taehyung telling you to tell Jimin to let him dye his hair all while Jimin adamantly refused, stating his hair will remain the same dark black hair he was born with.
And now, here he was, a full head of blonde hair on his head.
The door clicked loudly closed, throwing off the man playing the piano, Jimin, as well as the chesnut-haired boy with him, stopped in confusion.
“Hello?” called out the noirette on the piano bench.
All 3 men were now looking at the door while you walked closer into view.
Jimin’s eyes widened instantly. “Hold on...is that..?”
You smiled gently at him. “Hi Jimin.”
You didn’t have time to react before you were tackled to the ground, the man now on top of you, clinging to you. “Oh my god Y/N I can’t believe you’re back!”
You couldn’t help the laughter that was spilling your lips, hugging him back. “Good to see you're still the same puppy you were when I left.”
Both of you looked over to see the two men looking confused, the brunette stepping closer.
Jimin seemed to realize what was going on and climbed off you. “Jungkookie, Yoongi hyung, this is Y/N! Y/N, this is Jungkookie and Yoongi hyung.”
They both seemed interested, the darker haired man getting up from the piano and walking over. “Y/N? Like the one you talked nonstop about when we first met you?”
He nodded excitedly. “yeah! I had no idea she was going to be coming back, we can go back to how we used to be!” he said, hugging you again.
You nodded and looked at the other two. “Although I'm kind of surprised Taehyungs not here since he loved watching you dance. Where is he?”
The room fell silent, the three boys noticeably uncomfortable.
Jimin huffed and crossed his arms across his chest, walking across the room. “We don’t talk about him here. He’s our Voldemort.”
You gave the blonde an incredulous look. “What? You don’t talk to him anymore?”
Jimin grabbed his bag. “He’s a dickhead now, he’s not worth the time nor the energy to be around.” he slung his bag over his shoulder, taking a deep breath before smiling at you. “If you want, I can show you around? We need some time to catch up.
It was time for your final class and you were about as happy as you could be given the situation. you were a bit upset that things couldn’t go back to how they were, but you had a really good day with Jimin, who had practically ran to each of your classes once his ended to walk you to your next one.
The moment you said goodbye to him, you managed to take two steps into the classroom before you were swiped into a pair of arms, making you yelp.
You were about to scream at the person for grabbing you but you froze when you saw a familiar boxy smile.
He laughed and nuzzled your cheek. “I found you! I heard about how there was a new girl here with your name, you’re back!” he said excitedly.
His reaction confused you. Jimin had made him out like he’d changed, but here he was, snuggling up to you like he saw you yesterday. “Taehyung? What are you doing?”
He pulled back a bit to look at you. “I’m trying to start making up for all the lost cuddle time, like I told you I would! Why, do you not like it?” he asked with a pout.
You finally managed to untangle yourself from him, opening your mouth to say something but pausing when you saw his hair. “You went silver? Man, both of you guys changed your hair since I left...”
His smile fell. “Both?” he asked confused.
You nodded. “Yeah, Jimin’s blonde and now you’re dying yours sil-”
You trailed off, his expression visibly darkened. “you saw Jimin today?” he asked.
You nodded. “Yeah, I found him in the music room before school. Why?”
He huffed. “Don't get too close, he hasn’t been the nicest when he got older.” he smiled again, taking your hand. “Just stick with me! I think you’ll like my friends a lot,” he said, leading you across the room.
3 heads turned to look at you when you approached, nervousness filling you. Taehyung introduced them as Namjoon, Hoseok, and Seokjin, practically bouncing all the while.
The moment he said your name, the three perked up. “Oh my god, the one legends spoke of.” the one introduced as Hoseok said dramatically.
Seokjin gave a playful smile. “Maybe that means he’ll stop talking about her so much.”
Taehyung, while most would be embarrassed by being called out on such a thing, shook his head. "Nope, I’m gonna talk about her more since she’s actually here.”
He then turned to you and grinned, taking your hand again. “I don’t plan on letting you leave again anything soon either.”
