I Hate That I Don't Hate You
Description
A story of cliches and angry teenagers in which Jimin's a typical art nerd and Jungkook's a jackass jock with a soft spot—featuring aual wingman Taehyung, fluffy-ish established Yoonseok, and parental and platonic Namjin.
(Awesome cover image made by the amazing unsungpoet!)
Foreword
“I think,” Taehyung had a -eating grin on his face and a hand pressed against his stomach, sore from laughing so hard. He leaned down to whisper to Jimin, his cheek pressed against that of the smaller boy. “I think you gave him a hard-on.”
“Wh-” Jimin choked and smacked Taehyung’s chest, feeling his face burn.
“It could have just been a broner, but we both saw how he looked at your thighs.” Taehyung winked, earning another smack from Jimin. “What? We both know it’s true. At least he didn’t see your , the poor boy wouldn’t have been able to take that.”
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