Jungkook leaned even closer, a teasing lilt in his voice. "You know, Taehyung, it's rude to ignore someone who's right next to you." His breath brushed against Taehyung's neck, and Taehyung stiffened.
"Cut it out," Taehyung muttered, his hands fidgeting as he avoided eye contact.
Jimin suddenly took a sharp turn, and Jungkook lost his balance, toppling sideways. He fell straight into Taehyung's lap. 
"Ah-" Jungkook's body pressed against Taehyung, and Taehyung's hands instinctively wrapped around Jungkook's waist to steady him. Their faces were inches apart, and the car seemed to go silent for a moment.
Taehyung's eyes widened, and he gulped, his heart pounding. "W-what the hell-" he started, voice cracking.
Jungkook smirked, the teasing gleam returning to his eyes. "Aw, Taehyung, you seem nervous," he teased, leaning in just a bit closer. "Do I make you uncomfortable?"
Taehyung's face turned red, and he clenched his jaw, pushing Jungkook off him. "Get off me, you little menace!" he snapped, trying to mask his flustered expression.
Jungkook laughed, adjusting himself back into his seat, clearly pleased. "Relax, Taehyung Hyung . You're so easy to mess with," he said, his tone still playful.
Jimin and Jin exchanged amused glances in the front. Jin shook his head, chuckling. "This is better than any drama I've ever seen in the morning."
... 
As they stepped out of the car, Jungkook's eyes gleamed with mischief. Before anyone could stop him, he sprang forward and clung to Taehyung like a koala, wrapping his legs around Taehyung's waist and his arms around Taehyung's neck.
"What the hell!" Taehyung yelped, his body stiffening as he tried to keep his balance. His hands instinctively clamped around Jungkook's waist, holding him tightly. 
Jimin and Jin's jaws dropped in unison. Jimin looked horrified. "Oh my god, that brat is going to get himself killed," he muttered, moving to step in.
Jin grabbed Jimin's arm, grinning. "Nope. Let's not ruin the show," he whispered, his eyes glinting with humor. 
"But Taehyung will kill him!" Jimin whispered back, concern etched on his face. 
Meanwhile, Jungkook leaned in, his lips grazing Taehyung's ear. "Don't be so tense, Taehyung-ah," he whispered seductively, his voice low and teasing. "Or do you like having me this close?" 
Taehyung's face flamed red, his ears burning. "Y-you-" he sputtered, before dropping Jungkook like he was on fire and taking off toward the university, his long strides full of panic.
Jungkook landed on the ground with a surprised yelp, then pouted up at Jin, who burst into laughter. Jin bent down to help him up, still laughing. "Well, that was one way to make an entrance."
Jungkook dusted himself off and crossed his arms. "He ran away! I wasn't even done teasing him yet," he complained, his lips jutting out in a pout.
Jin clapped him on the back, chuckling. "Better luck next time, Casanova."
... 
Jin dragged Jungkook up from the ground, with Jimin standing beside them, still staring at Jungkook. A smile, wide and genuine, spread across Jungkook's face-a smile that didn't seem fake for once. It was the kind of smile that made Jimin pause for a moment, surprised by the change. There was a warmth to it, something unexpected.
Jin, Jimin, and Jungkook strutted forward, walking as if they were celebrities on a ramp, heads held high. Every step they took caught the eyes of everyone around them.