Title: What Do Fanfic Authors Know, Anyway...
Genre: fluff, fluff, and more fluff
Rating: PG
Pairing: Taehyung and Jimin (Vmin)
Warning: So fluffy it may cause cavities
Word Count: 752 words
Summary: Taehyung discovers fanfics and learns the meaning of Jikook.
Taehyung is bored. Scratch that, Taehyung is super bored. He woke in the morning with a head cold severe enough for his manager to decide that he will not participate in group activities. He has been banished to the dorm, and to the second youngest it felt like house arrest.
It has been three hours, and he has watched all his favorite animes and read all his favorite mangas. He needs something to do before he starts crawling on the walls.
He pulls out his laptop and starts searching for anything that seems interesting. Then he gets an idea he types his favorite word in the dialog box just to see what it would bring up.
Jimin.
The engine pulls more content than Taehying thought it would, and he smiles, because spending hours looking at Jimin makes his current plight seem not so bad.
He scrolls through pictures of Jimin, videos of Jimin. He sees tweets by Jimin and smiles at the dorky cuteness of the slightly older boy.
Then Taehyung comes across something interesting; he has heard about these fan-fictions but never read one. Apparently these amateur writers loved Chim-Chim because Taehyung sees a bunch of stories with the boy’s name attached.
Deciding it couldn’t hurt and should be entertaining he clicks on the first story he sees.
The tag reads Jikook and Taehyung doesn’t know what it means at first.
Did they change Jungkook’s name? And why is he in a story about Jimin?
As the boy begins to read he quickly figures out what Jikook means, and Taehyung is beyond furious.
“What?! No! Jimin is mine.” He screams at the computer screen. He leaves a nasty note in the comment section expressing his displeasure to the author.
Satisfied with the note, he clicks on another story only to see the same Jikook tags, in fact as Taehyung scrolls through the pages he realizes that the majority of Jimin stories are Jikook themed.
Frustrated by the sheer amount of Jikook writings he pulls out his phone and presses the speed-dial one button.
“Hello,” the voice on the other end of the line whispers. “Tae you okay? Do you need something?” The concern in Jimin’s voice almost made Taehyung forget his reason for calling.
“Hey…” Taehyung stops speaking when he hears Jungkook’s voice.
“Is that Taehyung hyung? Is he okay? Can I talk to him?”
“Stop grabbing my phone brat. I am using it.”
Then he hears the two boys laughing, and now, now Taehyung is pissed.
“Yah! Jimin why aren’t you working? You weren’t hired to laugh and play with Jungkook, you know.” Taehyung is almost yelling into the phone.
“We are working, but we’re having lunch now. Why do you sound so angry? Not jealous are you?” Jimin teases.
“No! W-why w-would I, be jealous? I mean I have no reason to be jealous, right?” Taehyung knows his voice sounds shaky, and he silently curses all fanfic authors for disrupting his world.
He can hear Jimin smiling through the line. The boy must have walked away from his surrounding because Taehyung does not hear any background noise the next time Jimin speaks.
“Tae you will never, ever have any reason to be jealous because even when you are not in front of me, I only see you.” Jimin’s voice drips with sincerity and Taehyung’s heart melts.
The younger boy can’t stop smiling.
“I love you Jiminnie,” Taehyung says shyly.
“I love you too Tae. Now go to bed and get some sleep I have plans for you tonight. So you need to rest.” Jimin chuckles at the gasp that the statement elicited from Taehyung.
Taehyung’s face is beyond red, and he nods his head in reply forgetting that they’re on the phone, and Jimin can’t see him.
“O-okay,” he replies trying to keep his voice from sounding embarrassed but failing miserably.
He hangs up the phone and crawls into bed. Jimin’s last statement has him excited he loves Jimin’s plans they normally have Taehyung screaming the other boy’s name in pleasure, and leave his body blissed out.
Yeah, he’s going to need to rest. Jimin hasn’t touched him in two days, and that’s A LOT of pent up frustration. Again Taehyung goes crimson at the thought of tonight.
He snuggles into his pillow and pulls the covers over his head.
Screw fanfiction. What do they know?
And with that thought in mind Taehyung falls asleep.