jeontaeh

[jeontaeh]

〚EPILOGUE〛

6 YEARS LATER

"I hate you!" Jungkook snapped, looking at Taehyung, who was seated on the couch. "Ever since you've entered my life you've just ruined everything and made-made me this person I despise."

"Oh, shut up," Taehyung scoffed, drinking his can of beer. "You're just fucking mad because I'm right."

"You're not right! You're so wrong, Taehyung- god, I hate living with you." Jungkook shouted from the kitchen, seeing his coffee brimming in the maker.

"Then move out."

"Maybe I will!"

"I'd love that!" Taehyung snapped back. Jungkook stopped and looked at him. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows and walked over to him. Jungkook pointed his finger at him.

"Admit it. Admit that you're wrong." Jungkook said lowly. Taehyung looked up at him and then stood up.

"No." Taehyung snipped. Jungkook took a deep breath. "Fine. Then I'm breaking up with you." Jungkook said firmly and then turned around to walk away.

"Jungkook! Are you fucking kidding me?" Taehyung let out, angered. Jungkook walked a few steps and then turned around again.

"No! Because you won't admit that Jerry the mouse from the television cartoon Tom and Jerry is a GIRL!" Jungkook shouted.

"Jerry is a fucking boy! He had a crush on a girl mouse!" Taehyung shouted back.

"Jerry was a fucking lesbian, Taehyung! Fuck you!" Jungkook snapped weakly.

Taehyung couldn't help but let out a small smile. He walked up to Jungkook and then wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist. "We've been debating this for 3 hours now, baby. Can we just agree to disagree?" Taehyung said softly.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung's warm brown eyes and chewed on his bottom lip, nodding. Taehyung smiled fondly and leaned in, touching their noses for a second, and then sealing their lips together.

Taehyung and Jungkook had been together for 6 years now.

They finished their senior year of high school 5 years ago. Taehyung got into Seoul University with a football scholarship. Taehyung was so elated he accidentally called his father on the phone and called him fat and ugly.

Jungkook got into Busan Art School... but not for the course he applied for. He applied for Art Therapy, but he got in for normal art and design. That was bad for Jungkook. But the good news was he got into Seoul University for Art Therapy.

And, well, that's where Jungkook went.

College was fun together. They both got an apartment not too far from their university. It took Taehyung a whole year to become the captain of the university team, but he didn't lose a single game after he became one. Jungkook had fun learning art therapy than he imagined, and was more than happy doing something he enjoyed.

Both were 23 now, and Jungkook worked as an assistant in a design firm and earned a basic salary. He was fine with that, it was a starting job anyway. Taehyung, on the other hand, was.... unemployed.

Anyways- they had a small two bedroom apartment in Seoul. It wasn't ideal, but it was comfortable. Currently, Taehyung kissed Jungkook's jaw and down his neck while Jungkook fiddled with his collar, smiling.

"Are you bored without me, Taehyungie?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung squeezed his butt.

"Yeah. I've binge-watched Naruto and finished it. I think that should give you an answer." Taehyung said, looking at him. Jungkook kissed him softly.

"Hmmm... maybe if you got a job," Jungkook wiggled his eyebrows. Taehyung looked at him and then pulled away.

"Kook... come on. You know I'm just waiting for the confirmation, right? I know I've been a bother, sitting around at home all day for a month or two. But- I-I'm being productive! I learned how to bake! I dyed my own hair-" It was grey. "-and, I painted for you-"

"You drew a giant dick on a piece of paper."

"Yeah, but I put a lot of love into it," Taehyung pouted. Jungkook kissed his lips, gripping his waist. "Okayyy. Sorry. I love you."

"I love you more," Taehyung said, kissing Jungkook's forehead, a small smile emerging on his lips.

Taehyung and Jungkook had thankfully gotten less touchy-feely than when they were bumbling 17-year-olds. But still, the love for each other was strong. Stronger, if anything. Taehyung knew Jungkook like the back of his hand. Every little thing, every little tendency, every mood switch, every upset- Taehyung knew how to handle it.

When Jungkook came home from work upset, Taehyung knew what to do. He'd sit Jungkook down, give him hot cooked food, a nice cold drink, and set up the bath for him. And then, of course, he'd fuck him anyway Jungkook wanted.

Just like that, Jungkook knew how to be with Taehyung. Sometimes, after stressful matches, Taehyung would come home seething. Sports got him angry, it was obvious, that's the one part of him that hadn't changed since he was 17. But Jungkook knew what to do. He'd wear something cute, give Taehyung anything he wanted to eat (usually fried chicken and ice cream) and then ride him and be extra submissive and cute. Taehyung loved it.

Their relationship was so strong, neither could imagine life apart from the other. There had been ups and downs. Small fights, sometimes instances where one slept on the couch, or maybe just yelling for hours on end. But they always came back to each other. They couldn't stay apart. They worked so well together- Jungkook couldn't imagine being with anyone else. He wouldn't want to.

They were still so in love.

Jungkook got his cup of coffee and walked towards their bedroom. "Jimin called me last night," Jungkook said. Taehyung followed.

"Oh shit. What's the news?" Taehyung asked wearily. Jungkook turned around, sighing in relief. "It was a false alarm. Thankfully. They're both happy about it."

"Of course. I'm sure Eka would be mad as fuck to be pregnant at 23." Taehyung scoffed.

"She really would. They've only been together 5 years or so. Not even engaged yet." Jungkook said. Taehyung hummed, nodding.

Eka and Jimin were cute, to say the least. After 2 months of Jungkook and Taehyung being together, Eka stormed into the cafeteria, grabbed Jimin by his collar and kissed him. Jimin was super confused. Eka said if Jimin doesn't ask her out then she will. So Jimin did.

And they'd been together since.

Jimin was an associate in a law firm. Eka was doing small modeling gigs. They lived 15 minutes away, and the four met up for dinner quite often. They were still best friends, thankfully.

Taehyung followed Jungkook into the bedroom and grinned when Jungkook bent over to pick things off the floor. Taehyung walked behind him and smacked his ass, lining his crotch up to the peach. Jungkook bounced up right.

"Ah! Tae- you're so annoying!" Jungkook squeaked, running off, hands on his butt. He turned around, angry. "You still act like you're 17 sometimes."

"You act like I'm 40 or something. I'm only 23. Can't I appreciate my boyfriend's cute little butt?" Taehyung asked, walking up to him with a grin.

Jungkook reached up and yanked his bandana down, making it cover Taehyung's eyes. "No. You can't." Jungkook said, walking past him. Taehyung grunted, fixing his bandana. He rushed up to Jungkook and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Are you mad, baby? You're so cute when you're upset." Taehyung said softly, kissing his earlobe.

Jungkook blushed lightly. He found it strange how Taehyung's small words still caused the boy to blush like he was still a teen and had a huge crush on him. Jungkook put his hands on Taehyung's, which were on his stomach. Taehyung squished his tummy.

"Yess, your abs are gone." Taehyung pointed out. Jungkook hit his hand.

"Shut up! I know. I don't get time to work out anymore. Don't be mean. You literally play football for a living," Jungkook scoffed.

"Hell yeah, I do. Don't you love your strong athletic boyfriend?" Taehyung asked, lifting Jungkook up from his feet. Jungkook cried, smacking his arm again.

Taehyung had been doing football intensively for years now. In high school, he thought it was hard. But college level football was different. And professional level football was fucking worse. Taehyung loved it, of course he did. But he had to be in the gym constantly, or his coach would kill him.

Taehyung had changed since high school. Jungkook was there through the change and saw him grow. Taehyung's shoulders got wider, his chest got firmer, his arms got more built, his jaw more stricken, thighs thicker, calves stronger. Jungkook loved it. (Of course, he did. Who wouldn't like their already hot as fuck boyfriend to somehow become hotter??).

"Of course I love my strong athletic boyfriend. And I love pinning him down on the mattress more." Jungkook said, and then kissed Taehyung's lips. Taehyung didn't kiss back, just smacked his ass. Jungkook giggled, looking at Taehyung. "Mmm. Your ass still hurt from last night?"

"Shut. Up. I hate letting you top."

"Letting me top? Please. You begged me to fuck you." Jungkook said. Taehyung scoffed, walking away from him.

"I don't beg. And don't pretend like you're less bad. Don't you remember Eka's birthday?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook's eyes grew big, and his cheeks turned beet red.

"Shut up," Jungkook mumbled in a small voice. "Oh- I want Taehyung's hot, aching, bulging cock in my asshole until I can't walk, until he tears me apart, until he pees in my-"

"I was drunk!" Jungkook yelped, embarrassed. "You-you didn't stop me!!! You shouldn't told me to shut up!!!! I said all of that to Eka's dad and you let me!"

"It was kinda funny." Taehyung giggled. Jungkook arched his eyebrow, folding his arms.

"Oh really? Remember your 20th birthday? When you put on those dog ears and made me call you puppy-"

"If you say one more fucking word I swear I will throw you out of the balcony," Taehyung snapped really fast. Jungkook burst into giggles, running into their shared bathroom.

Jungkook took his t-shirt off, as well as his sweatpants. He took the pair of jeans he'd put on the counter to change into and stepped into them. Taehyung walked into the big washroom.

"I have one. Two months ago when we were both drunk and had sex and you said 'impregnate me'," Taehyung said suddenly.

Jungkook looked up, eyes big. "You remember that?"

"You said it 8 times in a row," Taehyung said. Taehyung reached forward and saw Jungkook pull his jeans up his cute butt. Jungkook reached for his t-shirt, but Taehyung grabbed it before Jungkook could, and brought it over Jungkook's head, helping him wear it.

"I wouldn't mind having a baby, though," Jungkook said, looking around for something. Taehyung knew Jungkook's face routine, so he grabbed Jungkook's moisturizer and handed it to him.

"It's far too early for that, babe," Taehyung said. Jungkook opened the small bottle and put cream on his face. Jungkook nodded. "I know. We talked about this, remember? No children before we're 28-"

"35," Taehyung said at the same time. Jungkook looked at him and then frowned. "28," Jungkook repeated.

"30." Taehyung tried. Jungkook rubbed the cream in small circles on his skin and pierced his eyes at the man. "29." Jungkook compromised. Taehyung sighed and agreed.

"How many?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook looked at him through the mirror, and then looked down shyly, looking for his comb. "You know how many," Jungkook said.

"I know. But I love hearing you talk about it." Taehyung said, hands wrapping around Jungkook's waist. Jungkook looked at him in their reflection, and then bit his lip.

"2 children. One girl, one boy. The girl older, hopefully." Jungkook said. Taehyung looked up and met eyes with him.

"Mhm. We'd move into a proper house in a nice neighborhood and send them to the best school. Not a boarding school." Taehyung said.

"Absolutely not. I've seen the shit kids do in boarding schools. I'm not doing that to our kids. If my child ever meets someone like you then I'll be so upset-" Jungkook shuddered, unable to finish his sentence. "I can't. No boarding school ever."

"What the fuck," Taehyung said, blinking. "I'm literally married to you."

"Okay we're not fucking married, stop telling people that," Jungkook mumbled. "You told that woman on the bus we were married. Your coach thinks we're married. You told my mom that we're married-"

"We are, basically! We don't need to do some big ceremony. We're already ready to spend the rest of our lives together, aren't we? Do we really need a label to seal that? Labels are so annoying." Taehyung said.

"Deja vu," Jungkook muttered to himself. "And yes, I want a label. Husbands. Jeon Taehyung sounds so-"

"Gross. Kim Jungkook sounds better." Taehyung said, slapping his butt. Jungkook huffed. "I know. I just wanted to say it to piss you off."

"Seriously, though. This whole marriage thing is a scam. Like, I'm in love with you and want to be with you forever. You know that. I know that. I don't think I need a ring to prove it to you."

"I know, Taehyung." Jungkook said, looking at him. "You say it all the time. Now I need to go to work, or I'll get late." Jungkook said with a smile and then walked out.

Taehyung sighed to himself. "Fine. I'll hit the gym again." Taehyung said, walking out of the bathroom. "Do you want me to cook tonight or order in?"

"Whatever you want, babe," Jungkook said, finding his folders and bag. "But don't you dare cook tonight."

"Then why did you-? Fine." Taehyung said. Jungkook gathered his things and walked out of the bedroom. Taehyung walked out as well. "Have fun at work, baby."

Jungkook turned around before walking away and ran up to him. Taehyung got startled when Jungkook hugged him tightly. Taehyung hugged him back, chuckling. "Relax, pumpkin. I'm not going anywhere,"

"I know. I love you. I'll see you tonight." Jungkook said, then kissed Taehyung deeply. Taehyung kissed back, and Jungkook pulled away. "Go to the gym. But shower when you come back, okay? And don't leave your gym bag in the bedroom, put it in the laundry room. And don't make your coffee too hot, last time you burnt your tongue-"

Taehyung chuckled. "I'll be fine, Kookie. You don't have to stress so much." Taehyung tsked. Jungkook nodded, cupping his jaw.

"I know. Sorry." Jungkook said, hugging him tightly. "Can you fuck me when I'm back please?"

Taehyung shushed him and kissed his jaw. "Of course, baby. Don't get worked up. I love you too." Taehyung said in a hushed tone. Jungkook nodded, blushing lightly.

Jungkook tended to get anxious before going to work because the perfectionist in him worried he was messing everything up and could get fired any second. Taehyung promised him that's not how it worked, but Jungkook worried himself anyway. Jungkook didn't like losing control like this, especially in work-related aspects. So he trusted on Taehyung to calm him down. And Taehyung always did.

Jungkook left after, and Taehyung sighed to himself. He doesn't know how he got so fucking lucky. He'd trade the whole world for Jungkook.

Taehyung heard his phone ding, it was sitting on the kitchen breakfast bar. Taehyung walked up to it and picked it up. His lock scream was a picture Jungkook mid-giggle which Jimin took.

Taehyung unlocked his phone, his password still Jungkook's birthday, and then saw the text he got.

Coach You did it. You got into the Seoul Korean national football team.

Taehyung froze.

His eyes widened. His breath stopped. Taehyung looked into his phone for 7 seconds and then screamed.

The first thing he did was fumble with his phone and rang Jimin's number. Taehyung put it on his ear hastily, and Jimin picked up after 4 rings.

"What's up dudebro." Jimin said through the line.

"Jimin!" Taehyung squealed. Taehyung heard Jimin flinch through the phone. "You need to help me. Today. Right now. Right fucking now."

"What? Why?"

"I-I need your help. I need to go ring shopping. Right now."

Taehyung's been putting on a front for about like hmmmmmm 3 years now that he doesn't want to get married and doesn't like big ceremonies or anything. False. Taehyung's been envisioning their wedding day since Jungkook and he started dating.

But Taehyung wanted it to be a surprise to Jungkook, and more, a sort of thanks to Jungkook for how much he's helped Taehyung over the years. And that would only happen when the confirmation came that Taehyung got into the South Korean national team.

This has been Taehyung's dream since the beginning of time. Now he could fucking play in the World Cup and stuff. That was insane. Taehyung squealed by the thought of it (never out loud).

Finally, after months of waiting, it happened. So here he was, outside Tiffanys & Co, with Jimin and Eka on either side of him.

"Get him the biggest fattest diamond ring," Eka said, looking at the store's sign.

"Jungkook won't like that. It's a lot of money." Taehyung said.

"What the fuck are you a footballer for?"

"I don't know! But now that I'm part of the team, I'll probably earn a fuck-ton!" Taehyung snipped. Eka stepped on his foot. Taehyung stepped on hers.

"Stop," Jimin said, stepping in between them. "Let's step inside. I know Jungkook the best so I'll decide on what to buy."

"I've literally lived with him for 5 years."

"Irrelevant and invalid. I'm his best friend. He tells me shit you don't even know about." Jimin said, and then looked and Taehyung. "By the way- dog ears? Seriously?"

"Shut the fuck up, Jimin. Eka, stop him." Taehyung said quickly.

"Jimin if you don't stop talking I won't send you nudes," Eka said. Jimin looked at her. "We're literally dating. I see you naked all the time. Plus, you never send me nudes."

"Let's go inside," Taehyung said, and then walked into the store. He stepped in and took a deep breath. Oh god. There were rings everywhere. Taehyung looked to Jimin and Eka, who were singing some Ariana Grande song about rings or whatever while looking like fools.

"Stop embarrassing me. I'm going to become an adult."

"Taehyung you're 23."

Taehyung ignored Jimin and walked to one of the cases filled with beautiful diamond rings. He imagined them on Jungkook's delicate, pretty fingers. None seemed... right. They were all too big or too wonky or too... meh.

"One 6 carat princess cut diamond engagement ring with a rose gold ring please," Eka said to the man behind the display.

Taehyung frowned at her. "No, Eka. That's too much."

"Not for Jungkook. It's for me." Eka huffed. Jimin reached up behind the black haired girl and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"This one will look so pretty on you," Jimin said softly, looking at the ring in display in front of them, brushing the pad of his thumb on her fingers. Eka turned a bit, a faint blush on her cheeks as she saw Jimin place his chin on her shoulder.

"Y-you think?" Eka asked softly. Jimin smiled, looking at her. "Of course. Everything looks pretty on you."

Eka kissed him gently, and Jimin kissed back. Eka pulled away, their lips brushing together. "Do you wanna get married?"

"Yeah," Jimin whispered, looking at her sleek black eyes, long eyelashes. Eka smiled.

Taehyung cleared his throat. "You guys are so fucking gay. Get off each other. This is for my engagement. Do this for each other later." Taehyung snapped. The man working in the store looked at them in confusion.

"Wait, sir, are you the one here to buy the ring?" The man asked. Taehyung nodded with a sigh. "Oh. Great! What is she like, the one you're buying the ring for?"

"He." Jimin corrected, still holding Eka in his arms. The man gulped. "Sorry. What is he like?"

"He's..." Taehyung trailed, and then tapped on the glass, suddenly feeling abashed by everyone looking at him, waiting keenly for an answer. "I don't know. He's perfect." Taehyung breathed out. "He's sweet, he's delicate, he's gentle, but he can be brash when he wants to. And he makes sure everyone knows not to overstep his kindness. He's feisty, sometimes a little sassy, sometimes a little opinionated- but I love that about him. He doesn't let anyone overstep him. He's beautiful, he cares so much about m-me- and everything around him that matters. He's the nicest person I've ever met. The most beautiful boy in the world. He's simple but extravagant. H-he's waited patiently for me for years because he loves me too much sometimes. I'll put him over anything in the world."

Taehyung took a deep breath. He didn't even realize he was rambling. He looked up, and Jimin, Eka, and the man working in the store looked at him with big eyes. Taehyung gulped. "Sorry. Did you want to know, like, his favorite tv show or something?"

"N-no. That was perfect. Let me find you the ring." The man said, before rushing off to the side of the store. Eka smiled at him.

"You're such a cutie, Tae. Remember when you 'hated' him?"

"I've kind of blocked out the memory of myself when I thought I was 'straight' from my memory," Taehyung said. Jimin giggled.

"Don't do that. It'll remind you of how much you've grown, and how you'll continue to do so." Jimin said. Eka sighed, flopping her back onto his shoulder.

"You're so smart," Eka whined softly. Jimin kissed her forehead.

The worker finally came back with a few boxes. He opened the first one, showing it to Taehyung. "This is 3 carats-"

"It's too much." Taehyung mumbled. "I need something- something pretty, and delicate, and eye-catching- which stands out. Like my Jungkookie." Taehyung said.

"That's so fucking cute." The man working in the store blurted. Taehyung widened his eyes. "Sorry. See this one," The man said, opening another box.

"Too small," Taehyung said.

"That's what she said." Eka laughed, and Jimin looked at her. Eka patted his cheek. "Not to you," She reassured. Jimin smiled.

Taehyung was way too picky throughout.

"Too many details." "Not enough details." "Too dull." "Too shiny." "Jungkook wouldn't like it."

The poor man working there gave up. He had, like, 40 boxes full of rings open. Taehyung looked between them. Jimin and Eka picked through some and told Taehyung they could work. Taehyung didn't like them.

Taehyung sighed, walking away. Was he thinking too much about this? Maybe a part of him was nervous. Nervous that Jungkook didn't want to marry Taehyung? But why wouldn't he? Taehyung's uncertain anxiousness was getting him nowhere. Taehyung turned around to look at the store manager, but then saw a glittering ring in the corner of a display.

Taehyung walked up to it and imagined it on Jungkook's finger. Jungkook's cheeks would turn pink, his eyes would widen, and he would smile brightly. Taehyung's heart paced faster. Even after years and years, Jungkook made Taehyung feel like a smitten dumb 17-year-old in love for the first time.

"This one," Taehyung said, pointing at it. Jimin and Eka and the store boy came to see it. "I want this one."

"It's so pretty! Koo will love it," Eka said, eyes glittering at the thought. Jimin smiled as well. "Yeah! It's perfect."

Taehyung smiled at them, and then at the store guy, who grinned. "Sure thing, sir! I'll give it to you in a pretty blue box." The man said and then took it out of the display to take it away.

"When are you going to propose?" Jimin asked. Taehyung sighed. "I-I'm not sure yet. But there are just a few more things I need to do before I propose." Taehyung said decidedly, looking down.

Later that night, Taehyung hid the blue box perfectly in a place Jungkook would never find. He ordered some Chinese food from down the street and realized he hadn't gone to the gym like he promised Jungkook he would. So while waiting, Taehyung did, like, 50 pushups.

Jungkook walked into the bedroom while Taehyung was on his 49th pushup. Taehyung did his last one and then huffed, getting up. He saw Jungkook by the door, pouting slightly.

"Hey babe, what's up?" Taehyung asked, breathing heavily. Jungkook trotted over to him and latched his arms around Taehyung's neck, kissing his lips.

"My boss yelled at me..." Jungkook squeaked. Taehyung gripped his waist for a second, and ten left Jungkook's hold, yanked open the drawer of the desk, and took out a knife. "What the fuck did he say to-"

"Why do you always have a knife with you!!! Anyways, it was my fault mainly. Don't worry, please." Jungkook reassured. Taehyung put the knife down. Jungkook leaned up to him. "You're still ready to beat someone up for hurting me, Tae?"

"Of course, baby. I'll hurt someone who even puts a finger on you. But- I mean- probably not your boss. He's kind of scary." Taehyung said sheepishly. Jungkook giggled, kissing his lips.

"You're so cute. Let's eat and then shower and then sex." Jungkook said. Taehyung nodded, grinning.

They ate and then showered and then sex.

They both ate the lo mien and drank beer. Jungkook burped after drinking all of it and then put his hand over is mouth, giggling. Taehyung kissed his cheek because he thought it was the cutest thing ever.

Then they showered. Taehyung pinned Jungkook to the shower wall and kissed his neck. "Remember when I did this to you back during our first times?"

"You were fucking bold. I don't know how you had so much confidence. You came into the shower, saw me naked, lied to me about the other showers not working, yanked your own towel off and then accused me of being gay."

"So fucking cringe." Taehyung shuddered. "But, yeah, I was bold because you were always so cute and looked at me funny. So I thought you'd be into it."

"You were hot," Jungkook said. Taehyung frowned. "Was??"

"M'kidding. You're the hottest." Jungkook reassured. "Hottest guy in football. You're gonna have sooo many fangirls when you join the national team, Tae." Jungkook pouted.

"Too bad I like your dick instead," Taehyung said brashly. Jungkook burst into giggles.

After a warm shower, Taehyung left early to let Jungkook prep for sexy times. Taehyung dried his hair with a towel and hung it around his neck, looking at the black roots which were creeping in from his grey hair. Taehyung ignored it and went to the bedroom, dried, and sat down on the bed.

Jungkook came later, fully naked and shaved, which Taehyung drooled over. Taehyung was quick to pin him down and finger him open, see him writhing and crying for more. They'd had sex a thousand times, but still found it more enjoyable every time they did it.

Taehyung fucked Jungkook while Jungkook was on his front, ass in the air. Jungkook just whined and begged for more, voice high and airy as it got when he got fucked. Taehyung knew exactly where to fuck him, where to pinch him, where to kiss him. He knew Jungkook too well.

"Pretty petal," Taehyung said after pulling out, cumming inside the condom. "Prettiest flower."

"Taehyunggg," Jungkook whimpered. Taehyung cleaned Jungkook up with a tissue and chucked it to the side, deciding to clean it up later. He tucked himself behind Jungkook, throwing his arm over him, holding him close.

"I love you baby." Jungkook said softly. Taehyung kissed his shoulder. "Love you too." Taehyung replied.

Jungkook played with his fingers. Taehyung kissed his neck, the back of his ear, his temple. Taehyung pulled away from him, and then squeezed his waist. "Goodnight." He said gently, and they went to sleep.

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Taehyung did it. After 6 years, he did it.

The day before the proposal, Taehyung drove to his dad's office building which was 45 minutes away from where he lived. He went into the building, ignoring the woman at the front desk asking who he was, and went straight to the 20th floor where his father worked. Taehyung reached the floor and walked to the CEO's office.

He pushed open the door and walked in. His father, hair whiter than it was years ago, more wrinkles, looked at Taehyung and then stopped. "I'll call you back," He gruffed in his smoker's voice to the person on the other end, before cutting the call.

"After years of being absent, you decide to show up like this?" Taehyung's father asked, snickering.

"Don't act foolish. You know why I wanted to leave you. I'm not here to ask for anything. Not for money, or respect, or your love. Nothing. I know I'll get none of it from you. I'll resent you forever." Taehyung spat. His father looked at him, not saying anything.

"I just need you to know." Taehyung said lowly, eyes darkened. "I need you to know you made life living hell for me. I need you to know that sending me away from you was the best thing you've done for me. I need you to know that- t-that mom was the sweetest- most amazing person ever and she didn't fucking deserve you," Taehyung let out the last part weakly, eyes close to welling up.

Taehyung's father stood up, frowning. "What are you saying?"

"Mom. If she w-was here, she would've told you herself. But she can't. So I will, for her. You're terrible. A terrible man, a horrible father, and an even worse husband. You h-hurt her. Why? Why did you hurt her? She never did anything to you! She never said anything! A-all she ever did was try and protect me," Taehyung cried.

"Back when you were a child, Taehyung, I used to get drunk too often. And in those instances, I would hurt your mother. But I loved her, you should know that-"

"You didn't." Taehyung said, not wanting to feel like a child, but feeling close to it with how his voice wavered. "And if you d-did, then mom didn't love you. She wanted to leave. She only stayed f-for me."

Taehyung's father looked down. "I know."

Taehyung took a deep breath, a hatred growing deeper inside of him by seeing the old man. "Doesn't matter. The reason I came here was to tell you that I've been with someone for 6 years now, and I'm going to propose tomorrow."

Taehyung's father looked at him. "What? That's... that's good news."

"Not for long." Taehyung snickered, regaining a bit of his strength. "You remember when you came to my school? Called me a fag? Slapped me?" Taehyung asked, eyes glinting red. "It was 6 years ago, but you must remember."

"I was only trying to teach you how wrong what you were doing was, Taehyung-" His father began. Taehyung laughed.

"You didn't teach me well enough." Taehyung said dryly. His father frowned. "It's him. That boy you saw. Jungkook."

His father froze, eyes widening. "What? How- how can you when I told you-"

"Why the fuck would I care about what you told me??" Taehyung snapped, growing louder, a suppressed anger deep inside of him finally letting out. "It didn't matter then, and it doesn't now. Because I'm still a 'fag'. And I'm in love with him. And I'm going to ask him to marry me tomorrow."

"What??" His father burst, vein thickening in his neck. "Are you insane? This could ruin your career, Taehyung. It could ruin-"

"Doesn't matter. I got into the national football team. I think I'm fine career wise. And I'll probably retire earlier than you, who's still working when he's 90 or something." Taehyung said.

"Don't talk to me this way. You know who's more important than all these partners and friends? Family. I'll be there when you don't have anyone-"

"I'll be fine, dad." Taehyung snapped, walking to the door. Before walking out, he looked at his father. "Don't come to the wedding. Don't congratulate me. Don't give me anything. I have an amazing boyfriend, who I'll create a family with, and in-laws who care for me. Thanks to you, I have friends who are more to me than family will be." Taehyung said.

"Taehyung don't do this to yourself." Taehyung's father said lowly, from behind his desk.

"I'm only making myself happy." Taehyung raised, looking at his father. "I don't care for you. I don't want to see you again. Besides, for what anyone cares, I was orphaned when I was 12." Taehyung said, before walking out of his office.

Taehyung let out a breath, a weight lifting off his shoulders that seems to be there since he was a preteen. Finally, he could relax. It didn't matter anymore. He could be happy in peace.

///

"Why're we here so early?" Jungkook grumbled.

The two stood outside their highschool gates, peering inside. On a large banner, it read REUNION DINNER IN CAFETERIA! as it there was a highschool reunion for Jungkook and Taehyung's graduating class. Jungkook was excited to meet up with all his old friends.

"Shit, babe. I thought it started at 7." Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at him. "It starts at 8! Dummie." Jungkook said, hitting his leg. "Our taxi left, too. Now we're stuck here."

They'd taken a train all the way to Busan, then a taxi to their boarding school. Taehyung wrapped his arm around Jungkook's waist. "Don't be upset. Let's go in and reminisce." Taehyung said. Jungkook sighed dramatically, agreeing.

They walked into the gates and Taehyung instantly went towards the football field. Taehyung saw a football lying around and let out a sound of excitement, running around, hitting it to the goal post, smiling when it went in perfectly like always. Jungkook smiled at him.

"You do this for a living, and still love it every time. It's so cute." Jungkook said. Taehyung looked at him.

Taehyung was yet to break the news about the acceptance into the national team. Taehyung smiled. "Yeah! Well, I missed this field. I spent every day of 4 years here, almost. Simpler times, when being a captain was easy as fuck." Taehyung grumbled.

"It's okay. High school art is a lot easier too." Jungkook said, pouting. Taehyung walked up to him, kissing his cheek. He hugged him from the back.

"Remember we made out on the benches there." Jungkook said, pointing at the benches in the far giddily. Taehyung grinned. "Yeah. Remember when we had a fight there and then went behind to that shed?"

Jungkook giggled. "We used to practice football here and I used to think you were the worst because you called me a fairy once for wearing shorts."

"You're a cute fairy." Taehyung said. Jungkook rolled his eyes, leaning into his chest. They both looked at the field for a few more seconds. Jungkook smiled suddenly.

"Remember the last game you played before graduating? I was standing on the side, cheering you on and stuff? That was amazing. The whole school was there. You scored 7 times." Jungkook said.

"My highest record. M'pretty sure there's a picture of me hung on a wall somewhere in the school." Taehyung said cockily, to which Jungkook pinched his chin.

"C'mon, let's go." Taehyung said, taking his hand. Jungkook was confused as to where they were headed, but Taehyung dragged him and Jungkook found himself in the boy's locker room. Jungkook gasped.

"Ohhh, they repainted the walls! Look how much cleaner everything is! Ewww, no, they removed that penis Jackson scratched onto the lockers. Aw! Jimin scratched out our names on the bench over here because Jaebum used to keep taking our places." Jungkook babbled.

Taehyung looked around the locker rooms, sighing. "God, the amount of shit that took place here. I fucked you over here," Taehyung said, pointing at the floor. "And there," Taehyung pointed into the showers. "And there," Taehyung said, pointing at another shower. "And there," Taehyung said, pointing at the lockers. "And-"

Taehyung wasn't listening. He walked over to Jungkook and slapped his ass. "Remember when we fucked on the floor?" Taehyung asked cheekily, looking at Jungkook. "Wanna do it again?"

Jungkook blinked. "Absolutely fucking not. That was the most unhygienic thing ever. I'm 23 now." Jungkook snapped. "17 year old me would let you fuck me in the bathroom of a mall."

"17 year old you literally let me do that."

"Oh my god, I forgot. Why were we so gross??"

"We were just horny." Taehyung shrugged. "I think it's cute. You think any kids fuck here after we're gone?"

"Ew. I don't want to think about that." Jungkook said, frowning. "No one's allowed to be gay but us."

"That's fair." Taehyung nodded. Jungkook laughed. Taehyung grabbed his hand and took him out of the locker rooms. Jungkook followed after him, couldn't help but notice how excited the man was.

They both walked towards the school building. Both looked into old classrooms and giggled, remembering old stories and funny things teachers did. They went past the hallways. They couldn't go into the dorm buildings, as that was locked- but thinking about the small closets and uncomfortable beds brought back tons of memories.

"The art room!" Jungkook suddenly squealed. "Remember that? Can we go see it, Tae?"

"Of course we can, baby. I would love to. I wonder if anyone ever found it after we did." Taehyung said, following Jungkook towards the upper floors.

Jungkook hummed. "I kind of hope not. I put so many things in there. I cried when I had to leave it. It was my haven. I miss it." Jungkook said with a sigh. "She was so comforting."

"She?"

"The art room."

"Why are you assigning it a gender?"

"Because I can."

Taehyung snickered, following Jungkook in the 4th floor. Jungkook was in a yellow shirt and faded jeans, while Taehyung was wearing a black shirt and blue jeans. Taehyung saw Jungkook walk into the art room, and went after him.

Jungkook gasped. "O-oh," Jungkook let out. The moonlight was streaming in through the windows, falling onto the table in the middle like it always did. Splatters of paint littered the brown oak, along with the floor and walls. Jungkook smiled widely when he saw the room cluttered with his old paintings and words he didn't find good enough to take back home.

"Look! It- it's all my stuff!" Jungkook said. He closed the white door, and then saw 'J.K' scribed onto it, along with a '+ V' in bad handwriting. Jungkook giggled.

Jungkook stepped towards the shelves with the paint. "That's the painted pillows and tapestry that we... had sex against once. And that's where I did all my art. Ooh- these are the brushes I used! God, these are old as fuck. No one found this place after me, it seems! I love that. It's my room, Tae!" Jungkook gushed, looking at the ceiling. "Maybe they can name it after me. Or, well, not. I hope some lonely art student finds it in the future and creates memories in here. Don't you, Tae?" Jungkook said, turning around.

Jungkook froze. His eyes widened, pretty pink lips falling apart. His eyes grew of moonlike glitters, sparkling like they always did in the night light.

Taehyung was on one knee, with a blue box in his hand, looking up at Jungkook. He smiled. "Hey," Taehyung said.

"T-Tae?" Jungkook let out, already feeling close to tears. "What a-are you-"

"Jungkook," Taehyung said softly. "I just wanted to tell you-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook's heart beated really fast. Taehyung looked at him for a second, looking uncertain. Jungkook took in the silence. Taehyung opened his mouth, and then let out the loudest fucking sneeze.

Jungkook screamed and stepped back. "God, Tae! You scared me!"

"I'm sorry! Fuck, it's dusty in here." Taehyung sniffled, wiping his nose with his cuff. "God, shit. Sorry. Wait, let me do that again. Jungkook? I wanted you to know that-" Taehyung sneezed again.

"Oh, babe. I told you to put a jacket on this morning." Jungkook said, stepping closer to him. Jungkook brought his chin up, looking into his eyes. "Look. Your eyes are all red and puffy. You're sick, Taehyung! Listen to me next time." Jungkook huffed, stroking his jaw lightly.

Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds, and then smiled fondly, gradually. He put his hand on Jungkook's. "I love you so much." Taehyung whispered.

Jungkook looked at him, and then brought his hands back, blushing gently. "Sometimes, when I see you, I can't help but stop and stare for a while. You're perfect, Kookie, and you always make me smile-" Taehyung said, and then stopped, eyes big. "Yo, holy fuck I just rhymed." Taehyung started laughing. "Holy shit! I could rap this shit. Oh my god, should I have written a rap for this? Wait-"

"No!" Jungkook cried, hands against his mouth. "Taehyung. Shut up, oh my god. Just keep saying what you were saying earlier."

"Okay okay, sorry. The thing is, Kookie, that I thought this intense love I have for you would fade away after a bit. But it hasn't. And it never will. Because- being with you, it just makes me so- so happy. Even when you're laughing or sad or snappy-" Taehyung began, and then started laughing. "I rhymed again!!! Check me the fuck out. DJ V out in the streets-"

"STOP!" Jungkook said, and then got tears in his eyes. "Holy crap, Tae. I fucking love you so fucking much. I'm going to start crying."

"Don't cry! Let me propose first! Oh fuck, I spoiled it. Damn it. I shouldn't have told you."

"You're literally down on one knee and have a blue ring box in your hand. I think I knew you were going to propose."

"Maybe I just want to look at your feet."

"Taehyung I swear to fucking god if you got down on one knee to look at my feet I'll-"

"Jungkook!" Taehyung burst. Jungkook paused, looking down at Taehyung. "I'm really fucking nervous, okay? You're the love of my life and I want to spend each moment with you until death do us part. Which never will! I won't let you die before me!"

"It doesn't work like that, babe." Jungkook sniffled.

"It will! You're immortal. I love you. Fuck, I'm so nervous. WOW. It's hot in here. Oh my GOD." Taehyung sneezed. "Fuck what-"

"Tae," Jungkook said, getting down on his knees in front of the boy. "You-" Jungkook began, and then pressed their foreheads together. "I-I love you so much, Tae. You don't know. You don't know how much I love you. This right here is why I love you."

Taehyung smiled at him. "Seriously? You love me?"

"Taehyung we've been together for 6 years."

"I know but sometimes I feel like MAYBE we're still friends or something."

"WHAT?"

"I'm kidding! Fuck. Sorry. Sometimes I get nightmares of bulbasaur eating my legs. Jungkook!" Taehyung yelped, eyes wide. "I'm scared."

"Why?" Jungkook asked, cupping his jaw, eyes wide as well. Taehyung looked at him closely.

"Because-" Taehyung began, and then gulped. "Because you're so fucking beautiful. I get scared sometimes, that I don't deserve you. But- but I love you so much. I felt so lost when I was 17. I was an asshole, confused, scared. I hadn't been happy s-since my mom..." Taehyung trailed. Jungkook looked at him, his own eyes filling with tears. "But then I... I started being around you? A-and suddenly, I felt... whole again. You were like the- the sunlight in my darkest days." Taehyung whispered. Jungkook smiled a little, tear falling from his eyes.

"I should be a songwriter." Taehyung said. Jungkook giggled. "Y-you really should." Jungkook sniffled.

Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds, looking lost in his eyes. Jungkook blinked. "Babe? A-aren't you gonna propose?"

"Oh shit, I forgot. Fuck! Thank god you reminded me. I would've straight up walked out of here, too. Dumbass." Taehyung muttered. He patted Jungkook's thigh, and Jungkook stood up again, smiling.

Taehyung fixed his posture, and then slowly, but surely, popped the blue box open. Jungkook's eyes grew really big, and a big smile reached his face, pink hue on his cheeks and nose, looking happier than ever. Taehyung smiled as well.

"Jungkook? Baby?" Taehyung asked softly, barely getting the words out. "Will you marry me?"

"Yes!" Jungkook squealed, grinning widely. "Yes! Yes yes yes! I will! Forever! I love you!" Jungkook said, getting down and hugging Taehyung tightly. Taehyung hugged him back, pressing their lips together. Jungkook kissed him lovingly, deep, slow.

Jungkook felt tears rushing down his face and pulled away from the messy kiss, and put his hand forward. Taehyung took the ring and slipped it past Jungkook's fourth finger, smiling a boxy smile that Jungkook adored. Jungkook kissed his lips, and Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist, kissing him back.

Jungkook pulled away. He looked at the ring. "Oh, babe, it's gorgeous. I love it so much." Jungkook said gently. Taehyung smiled. "Really?"

"Yeah. It's beautiful. It must've costed a ton..." Jungkook trailed, gulping.

"Oh, don't worry. Money won't be a problem. I got into the Seoul Korean football team, so, yeah." Taehyung mumbled.

Jungkook looked at the ring, and then at Taehyung. He blinked for a few seconds, and then screamed. "WHAT?!"

Taehyung got startled at his voice and gripped his waist. Jungkook was on his lap. "Sorry for not telling you. I just wanted to keep it a surprise. Isn't it great?"

"TAEHYUNG YOU'RE GOING TO BE SO RICH!" Jungkook said loudly. Taehyung rose his eyebrow. Jungkook sighed. "Your money isn't the only reason I'm marrying you. Your dick's also kinda big."

"Mhm. Kinda?" Taehyung said, wiggling his eyebrow. "You love me, baby."

"I really do." Jungkook said, snuggling to his neck. "And I'm so fucking proud of you, Taehyungie. I knew you'd make it this far. You're amazing. I'll be there every match, wearing your jersey, cheering you on." Jungkook said.

"You always have been." Taehyung said softly, kissing his forehead. "I can't wait."

Jungkook smiled at him, looking up. "Promise you'll only sign my tits after games? No fangirls?"

"I'll try." Taehyung sighed dramatically. Jungkook giggled, hitting his chest. Taehyung smiled fondly, and they kissed again. Jungkook kissed him until they toppled onto the floor, side by side.

"We always end up on the floor." Jungkook said, smiling.

"It's meant to be." Taehyung said cheesily, and Jungkook laughed.

Jungkook grabbed his shirt and kissed his lips, feeling the familiar taste of Taehyung, his first love. Taehyung threw his arm around his waist, kissing the boy again, the sweet taste of his most previous baby, his only love. Forever. They kissed, full of love.

So, so so full of love. And so it would remain, until death does them part.

[jeontaeh]

〚FORTY THREE〛

Visiting day was always the worst.

"Aah! Tae, I'm trying to get ready!" Jungkook grumbled, wearing a nice blue button-up and jeans. His hair was neatly brushed down, everything about his look prim and proper. "I need to look straight, remember?"

Taehyung hummed, wrapping his arms around his waist and looking at him in the mirror. Taehyung, meanwhile, was in a casual black sweatshirt and grey sweatpants. He could not care less for visiting day. "You never look straight, baby."

"I can try." Jungkook scoffed and then turned around in his arms. "My dad's going to be here and he's going to be mean to me as usual so let me be!! I don't want him to know how much of a disappointment of a son he is just yet,"

"Disappointment? Right... getting straight A's and working your ass off every single day doing art? Has he seen anything you've painted? Does he know his own son? You're far from a disappointment. You're everything a father should or could want. You're amazing and perfect and-"

"Okay, first of all, you're making it sound like you want me to be your son," Jungkook stated, and Taehyung's face contorted uncomfortably. "And secondly, stop with the sappy kindness. I know you just want me to suck your dick."

Taehyung smiled and nodded his head, cute. "Yeah I do."

Jungkook poked his chest. "Maybe later. Don't leave your room, okay? I don't want my parents to see you. They think we're boyfriends."

"We ARE boyfriends."

"I know! But stay in here. Finish your math homework. And- when was the last time you showered? Jeez," Jungkook grumbled. Taehyung frowned.

"Hey! It's not my fault you didn't let me shower with you this morning. I'm expecting you to come back and shampoo my hair for me." Taehyung grumbled, arms folded. Jungkook giggled.

"You're such a baby," Jungkook said, and Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's small waist again, kissing his jaw. "I love you. I'll come back later. If you don't shower by the time I'm back I won't suck your dick."

"Taking a shower pronto." Taehyung nodded. Jungkook blew him a small kiss and then walked out of the room, closing is behind him.

Visiting day was always funny. Everyone suddenly remembers what they were. Kids. Teenagers. It was the one day you won't hear a single curse word in the hallways. No sex talk or gossip. Everyone pretends they're the perfect child. Pretends all they do is study and make friends. No one mentions how they were probably going to third base in empty classrooms every day.

Jimin was in a neat pink shirt that he was determined to wear because his mom bought it for him. Eka was in a neat grey dress, hair braided. Jungkook scoffed. "Jeez are we all going to church or something?"

"I wish. My mom's here and she's just going to compare me to my older sister the whole time. Why do people need to become doctors?? Older siblings should NEVER succeed in life. They fuck everything up for their younger siblings." Eka said, rolling her eyes.

"Tea. Being an only child sucks too. All the pressure's on me to be perfect." Jungkook said distastefully.

"Y'all families suck," Jimin said. "My parents just want me to be happy and shit."

"Lucky." Eka sighed. "What do you want to do after school anyway?"

"Criminal law," Jimin said. Jungkook was walking between the two and hummed.

"That's cool. You'll probably have to wear a lot of suits and stuff, hm?" Eka asked, and Jimin grinned, looking at her. "Probably. Being a lawyer will be fun. I have the charm, don't I?" Jimin winked.

Jungkook watched awkwardly as the two walked in front of him, leaving him in the dust. "Um-" Jungkook began, but they completely forgot he existed. Jungkook snickered to himself, seeing the two walk off, talking to each other while smiling. Good for them.

Jungkook walked to the cafeteria where the parents would all come in to meet their kids. Jungkook instantly saw what the cafeteria was serving for the parents and students that day and took his phone out.

Jungkook babe they're serving peanut butter cookies

Taehyung omg my favorite

Jungkook i know 😙 should i get you some?

Taehyung nah i'll go get it myself thanks baby :)

Jungkook put his phone away when he spotted his mother in the far distance. She was in a long coat with sunglasses resting on her head, her hair pulled into a tight bun. Her eyes wandered over the numerous students for a second or two, until she found Jungkook. Jungkook watched tensely for his father to follow, but almost felt relief when he didn't see him.

She walked over to him, a small smile on his face. "Oh, Jungkook! Look at you, you've lost weight!" She fretted, and Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"You say that every time, mom. Where's dad?" Jungkook asked, and his mom went and hugged him tightly. She pulled away from the quick hug and sighed. "No, he had some last-minute meeting. So I decided to come alone."

Jungkook wanted to squeal in excitement. But instead, he cleared his throat and nodded. "Cool."

They sat down. Jungkook told her about the grades and everything. She wasn't upset about any of it, instead quite proud. Jungkook learned more about what was going on in the company, though finding it all quite mundane and boring.

"So... how's the homosexual thing going?" Jungkook's mother asked, hesitant. Jungkook let out a big sigh.

"I'm still gay, mom," Jungkook said.

"You can't be so sure, Jungkookie. Maybe you just haven't found the right girl yet." His mom said softly.

"I never will, mom. Give it up, please." Jungkook murmured. His mom hummed. "Fine. But if I find a good girl, I'll introduce you to her."

"No, you won't! I have a boyfriend, remember?" Jungkook said, and his mom tilted her head. "Oh. I honestly thought you were lying. He didn't look gay. He plays sports, after all!"

"Mom!"

"Sorry. Where is the boy anyway?" Jungkook's mother asked, giving him a pained smile. Jungkook shook his head. "He has some work, so he's not co-"

"Jungkook!" A loud voice came, and Jungkook turned around slowly, nerved. "I wanna put your cookie in my mouth." Taehyung grinned, and then Jungkook's mother turned around, and Taehyung froze, eyes wide.

"Oh shit. Sorry. I thought you were one of our friends... um-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook groaned, putting his hands against his face, embarrassed. Taehyung smiled sheepishly and began walking backward very slowly.

"This is the boy you've decided to disappoint your father for?"

"MOM!!" Jungkook cried. Jungkook's mother put her hand on his arm. "I'm joking! Can I meet him?"

"I-I guess," Jungkook said, and then got up from the seat and walked to get Taehyung, who was still walking backward. Jungkook rushed towards him, angry.

"Dumbass! You absolute dumbass. AND you didn't shower." Jungkook growled. Taehyung put his hands on Jungkook's waist.

"I sprayed deodorant on myself 4 times."

"That's even worse!"

"I'm sorry! I just wanted to come get those cookies you were talking about. Does your mom want to meet me? Your dad isn't here, right? I can't deal with an angry 40-year-old dude right now." Taehyung spoke quickly. Jungkook grabbed his hand.

"Don't say anything stupid, Kim. I swear to god." Jungkook said lowly and then dragged him towards the table with his mom. Taehyung looked at his mom nervously as both boys sat down.

"Mom, this is Taehyung," Jungkook mumbled. His mom smiled. "Last time you said 'V'. I got sort of scared if I'm honest. Because that's a crappy name."

"Mom stop!" Jungkook snipped. Jungkook's mom smiled at Taehyung, sweet, but almost a little bitter. "So, how long have you two been... um... together?"

"For some time now," Jungkook said. His mom nodded. "How nice. How did you get together?" Jungkook's mom asked, and Jungkook and Taehyung looked at each other with eyes wide, gulping.

///

"Jeon, what's so hard to get? You can't play. Get off the fucking team!" Taehyung snapped. Jungkook slammed the locker door, turning to look at him.

"You are such an egotistical bitch! You think the whole fucking world revolves around you, V. It doesn't! You ruin every practice-" Jungkook said, and then saw Taehyung looking around, annoyed.

"Where the fuck is everyone? Why's the locker room empty?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook turned to grab his things. "I don't know. But now I'm stuck here alone with you. Rather die."

"Wish you did," Taehyung grumbled, taking his shirt off. Jungkook rolled his eyes, taking his shorts off, leaving himself in his tiny boxers. On the inside, he felt a little tensed by just V being in the changing room. Why?

Because V was the hottest fucking dude in the whole school and Jungkook knew that since the start of the year. When V walked into the school after summer and had his hair dyed grey and tied in a bandana. Jungkook knew he was gay but oh, he was GAY gay.

Jungkook grabbed his towel and turned a little, only to find Taehyung walking towards him. Jungkook gulped, seeing him get really close. "W-what?" Jungkook piped.

"You're blocking the way to the showers," Taehyung said, voice low. Jungkook's eyes trailed down stupidly and saw Taehyung in nothing but a towel. Jungkook's breath hitched, and he looked back up instantly.

If V found out Jungkook was gay he'd probably beat the shit out of him. Jungkook didn't want that, so he snickered, trying to play it cool.

"Go around me." Jungkook voiced, irked. Taehyung leaned in a little more, a certain look on his face Jungkook couldn't comprehend. It's like Taehyung's mind was whirring, and he was... figuring something out.

"Move, Jeon," Taehyung growled. Jungkook looked at him with annoyance for a few seconds and then humphed. "No," Jungkook muttered and then tried to push him back, putting his hand on his chest.

Jungkook attempted to, but Taehyung didn't move an inch. Jungkook groaned and tried using both hands to push him off, but Taehyung grabbed his wrists and pinned them against the wall, above his head.

"What're you trying to do?" Taehyung whispered, smirking. Jungkook's eyes grew big, and he cursed himself internally when his cheeks turned red.

"N-nothing. What- w-what are you-" Jungkook began, voice weak. He'd never been this close to a boy before. His insides were all over the place. Contracting and pulsating.

"Hm. Your skin's real soft, Jeon. What, you moisturize or something?" Taehyung asked, finding it amusing how Jungkook was pulling at his wrists.

"Y-yeah... I-I guess." Jungkook said hurriedly. Taehyung let his wrists go, letting them fall. "That's kinda gay."

Jungkook scoffed. "Right, basic fucking hygiene is sooo gay, V-"

Taehyung snickered, and then placed his hand on the wall beside Jungkook's head. "You talk too much," Taehyung said. Jungkook blinked in confusion.

"You're being weird," Jungkook replied. Taehyung bit onto his bottom lip, grinning. He looked more confident now as if he was sure. Sure of what?

"Yeah? You like it, don't you?" Taehyung whispered. Jungkook frowned.

"What? No, I don't. Why're you talking like-" Jungkook began. Taehyung gritted his teeth. "God, shut up, Jeon. How dumb are you??"

"Dumb? Excuse you, I wasn't the one who got a fucking 14 out of 60 on their maths test because they were too busy thinking about tits or whatever it is your tiny brain thinks about-"

"Fuck you. I don't study, Jeon. I have better shit to do. And yeah, If I do have a tiny brain, it's to make up for my big dick." Taehyung smirked.

"Stop lying, V. We all know your dick is shorter than your temper." Jungkook spat out. Taehyung's eyes grew dark.

"Short dick? You've got your facts all wrong, bro. My dick is huge." Taehyung said, words hushed.

Jungkook paused. He paused for a good few seconds. Taehyung had never been this... weirdly close before. This was weird. Was Taehyung insinuating something? No. No way! If Jungkook got the wrong idea, then he'd be in for trouble. He'd read stories about this. He should just leave-

"Prove it," Jungkook said. Taehyung stilled.

WHY THE FUCK DID I SAY THAT! Jungkook thought while looking calm. He knew what was going to happen. Taehyung would make some 'your mom' joke and then they'd move along with their days, pretending like this weird as fuck exchange in the locker rooms never took place-

"Oh, you want me to prove it?" Taehyung grinned. "Oh. Oh okay. Yeah." Taehyung said. Jungkook opened his mouth to say something, but his jaw literally dropped when Taehyung pulled his own towel off.

"O-oh." Jungkook let out, eyes going wide. Taehyung's dick was, well, out and proud. Huge, like he said. Half hard. Why was he hard? Why was he showing Jungkook his dick? What the actual dick was going on-

"Hm. Still think I'm small, Jeon?" Taehyung asked, looking him in the eyes. Jungkook was still looking at his dick. God fuck, Jungkook was gay. He's never seen a dick so close in person. He tried to hold onto his hetero demeanor, but-

"You're hard," Jungkook stated. He then looked up at Taehyung, eyes glittering.

"Kinda. Would help if someone, y'know, touched it." Taehyung said, and Jungkook's mouth went dry. He licked his bottom lip apprehensively and then gulped.

He thought to himself: if this goes badly, he'll move schools. That was his last thought before he reached his fingers forward and wrapped them around Taehyung's cock.

Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's waist and pulled him in closer, and Jungkook squeaked out in surprise, blinking his big eyes in confusion. He began moving his hand up and down Taehyung's cock, their faces quite close.

"W-what is happening," Jungkook said weakly. Taehyung shushed him, sucking a hickey onto his neck. Jungkook continued jacking him off and then heard Taehyung grunt.

"I wanna fuck you."

"What?" Jungkook yelped, eyes blown wide.

"I said I want to fuck you. I want to put my dick in you." Taehyung said, fast.

Jungkook couldn't believe this was happening. V. Homophobic asshole prick bitch. Captain of the football team. The guy who's always called him a fag and nerd and loser and every other term. He. Wanted. To. Fuck. Jungkook.

AND HE WAS SO HOT!!! Jungkook was losing his mind.

Jungkook was quiet for a long time, and then- "A-are you gay?"

"No. Shut the fuck up. Now can I fuck you or not?" Taehyung snapped, looking at him angrily. Jungkook stilled for a few seconds and then gulped.

"I-I have lube in my bag." Jungkook blurted out, releasing his hold on Taehyung's dick. Taehyung snickered. "Why?"

Because sometimes I finger myself in the shower because I'm really fucking gay. "No reason," Jungkook said instead.

They both got the lube and condoms, that Taehyung quite conveniently had in his gym bag. Jungkook told Taehyung this was gay, and Taehyung attempted to pin him against the wall but instead, both went tumbling and ended up on the floor of the locker rooms.

Not bothering to get up, they got into it. Jungkook's tight briefs came off and Taehyung looked at his dick for a hesitant while before touching it. Jungkook conveniently left out the fact where he had never done this before.

"Finger me fuckface, you're literally taking forever."

"Maybe if you shut the fuck up."

Taehyung pressed his fingers in and Jungkook moaned high. Taehyung watched with a smile as Jungkook screwed his eyes shut, fists above his head, tightened. Taehyung continued moving his fingers in Jungkook's cute little butt.

"You're really tight Jeon."

"Sorry I wasn't intending on getting fucked on a Tuesday."

Taehyung soon pressed his cock into the boy. Slowly. Jungkook gasped so loud and almost started crying from the feeling. But he held it in. It'd be super weird for Taehyung if Jungkook randomly burst into tears.

"There, look at you, taking my cock so well, like a champ."

"Don't talk to me like that!" Jungkook cried, putting his hands on Taehyung's shoulders.

And what happened after that? Well. I think we all know.

///

Jungkook looked away from Taehyung and at his mother. "Oh, y'know, we just... got together."

"Yeah we did do that exactly." Taehyung reinstated. Jungkook's mother nodded, hesitant.

"Oh, well, that's nice. What do you plan on doing after college, Taehyung?" Jungkook's mother asked, smiling. "Jungkook's doing art or whatever. What about you?"

"I want to continue with football." Taehyung nodded. Jungkook's mother paled. She gulped, still smiling passively. "As- as a career?" She said, her voice wavered.

"Yup," Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at how his mother nodded with a pressed smile. "What- what about, like, a backup option?"

"I haven't really thought about that," Taehyung said. Mrs. Jeon looked at him with raised eyebrows, and then let out an uncomfortable sigh. "Well, thank god you kids are rich."

"I don't plan on being dependent on my dad's money after high school," Taehyung said curtly. Jungkook nodded, holding Taehyung's hand under the table.

"Oh........." Jungkook's mother drew out. She then looked at Jungkook. "Son, I'll be honest, you're making this really hard for me to take in-"

"You don't have to take in anything mom. You just have to know that I'm with Taehyung and I love him." Jungkook said strongly, and Taehyung looked at him, smiling. "That's all."

"Of course. I accept you and I understand. But, I mean, I'm sure you're aware that... realistically, high school relationships don't really last long, sweetie. Not trying to be rude or anything, just being honest." Mrs. Jeon said, looking like she was trying really hard to be sweet.

Taehyung bit the inside of his cheek. "We're not really scared about that. Sure, most couples don't last. But if we work hard enough to make it sustainable, we can-" Taehyung began, and then looked at Jungkook. Jungkook was pale, eyes wide, scared.

"Right. I'm sure you will. Now, sweetheart, I have to go. I've got work. Call me more, okay?" Jungkook's mom began, getting up to hug him. Jungkook got up as well, hugging her. "Eat properly! You're getting too skinny. And if you ever think you're straight, tell me first." Jungkook's mom said, squeezing him tightly.

"I won't." Jungkook reminded her. His mom sighed. "Eh, I tried. That's okay. I'll see you, Kookie." She said, brushing his head and then walking away.

When she left, Taehyung snickered. "At least we have one parent between the two of us who's decent, right?"

Jungkook was looking away, tense. Taehyung got up and frowned. "What's wrong?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook looked at him, and then gulped. Taehyung knew the look on his face. He wanted to be alone. So the two walked out of the cafeteria and outside in the hallways.

"Is this about what your mom said? About high school couples?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook looked down and then played with the bottom of his shirt. "I-I don't wanna leave you."

"You won't, baby. We could try for the same college." Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at him. "Like Seoul University. Coach says my scholarship for them is pretty much secured. You could join the art college there-"

"Tae," Jungkook said, looking up at him. "I told you I wanted to go to that art school in- in Japan, remember?"

Taehyung paused. "Y-yeah- but- I thought you said that was your dream college. Are you actually going to try for there?"

"Of course I am. It's one of the best in Asia. I don't think I'll get in, but-" Jungkook said. Taehyung nodded. "Yeah. You might not get in. And if you don't, you can come to Seoul-"

"My second option is the university in Busan. Their art department is the best in Korea." Jungkook said. Taehyung hesitated.

"Don't make this hard, Kook," Taehyung said, trailing. Jungkook frowned for a second. "Why can't you try for Seoul? It's not bad."

"It's not, Tae. But you don't expect me to put you over my education, do you?" Jungkook said. Taehyung was quiet for a few seconds, so Jungkook let out a spluttered weak laugh. "Taehyung... my- my future is very important to me, you know that-"

"Am I not?" Taehyung asked, looking like he was trying his hardest to remain calm.

"You are. But who knows how long we're going to last?" Jungkook said in a small voice. Taehyung's face went blank. "What?" Taehyung said softly.

"I mean- like- I don't want to go all the way to Seoul for you, only to break up or something," Jungkook said, mumbling.

"Why do you think we'll break up?" Taehyung said, annoyed. Jungkook closed his eyes, not liking where this conversation was headed. He opened his eyes and looked into Taehyung's dark brown ones.

"I don't. But if-" Jungkook began, and Taehyung snickered, looking away. "So, that's it? After school ends we-we breakup or something?"

"If we have to," Jungkook said. Taehyung looked at him, eyebrows furrowed, jaw clenched. "Are you serious? Then why stay together at all?"

"Tae, don't be like this. I said if we have to. We don't know what'll happen-" Jungkook began, gripping his arms. Taehyung pulled his arms back.

"Aren't relationships meant to be about compromise or something?" Taehyung asked, curt.

Jungkook looked at him. "Compromise? Taehyung, be honest. You would never give football up for me. If I asked you to try in Busan for football, you'd never agree to that. Don't act like you're on some moral high horse." Jungkook snapped. Taehyung looked at him, quiet.

"Sometimes, things don't work out. And that's fine. We'll move on. Or we'll try long distance. Or something. I don't know." Jungkook said, and then looked down. "Can we just... not think about this right now? I'm sorry I brought it up."

"It's fine." Taehyung said, and Jungkook reached forward and hugged him tightly. Taehyung returned the hug limply. Jungkook pulled away from the hug and kissed his nose. "Let's go back to the dorm and cuddle? I'm really exhausted from all this-"

"I have some work." Taehyung mumbled, moving away from him. "I'll see you later."

"What work?" Jungkook asked, seeing Taehyung walk away. "Tae?" Jungkook voiced, but Taehyung left.

Jungkook sighed to himself, knowing Taehyung was upset about the conversation and probably needed to be alone for a while. Jungkook left to his old dorm and stayed there for a while, finishing up homework. He kept texting Taehyung, asking of his whereabouts. No response.

Jimin spent times with his mom all day, so he came back later in the evening. "Oh, hey. You're here. How was the meeting with your parents?"

"Good," Jungkook said, closing his notebook. "My dad wasn't there, so it went relatively well." Jungkook nodded. Jimin hummed, nodding.

"I'm gonna head back to Taehyung's." Jungkook said, and then looked at Jimin and gave him a small sad smile. "I'm sorry. I'm being the worst best friend ever, aren't I? I chose hoes over bros. Do you want me to stay here more often?"

"What? No, don't be ridiculous, Kookie. We have almost every class together. We hang out all the time. You can stay with Tae. I love being alone anyway." Jimin said, smiling. He didn't look upset at all. Jungkook looked at him suspiciously.

Jimin saw the look on his face, and then sighed. "Fine! You got me. Eka sneaks in here at night and we room together. Now shut up." Jimin said. Jungkook smiled.

"Good. Because that blue bra in the washroom is definitely not your size." Jungkook said, and then headed for the door. Jimin rolled his eyes at him, and Jungkook walked out.

Jungkook walked towards Taehyung's room. On the way there, he saw Taehyung walk from the stairs, sweating. Jungkook spotted him and rushed towards him. "Tae!" Jungkook called, and Taehyung saw him. "Were you practicing football?"

"Yeah." Taehyung said. Jungkook tsked. "You're all sweaty. Let's go back to the room and shower. You shouldn't be out so late, Taehyungie. If you practice when it's so dark, you'll hurt yourself."

Taehyung walked with him towards their room. Jungkook saw him looking away, hands in his pockets. Jungkook looked at him and then gulped. He really didn't want Taehyung to be upset at him. "Babe, don't be upset. Please." Jungkook said. Taehyung didn't respond. They reached the dorm, and Taehyung pushed open the door, and then stopped.

Taehyung's father was there.

Jungkook didn't see him past the door. "Tae talk to me, please-" Jungkook began, but then saw Taehyung's father inside the dorm and froze.

"What are you doing here?" Taehyung asked. Taehyung's father was in a suit as usual, bags heavy under his eyes, hair grey. He looked careless, but drifted his eyes over to Jungkook, and looked at him.

Jungkook moved away from the room, heart beating out of his chest. Taehyung's father walked up to Taehyung. "Isn't this that boy? You're still around him?" Taehyung's father said to Taehyung, words achingly low.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung, fearful for the boy. Jungkook didn't want to be here at all. He got deja vu. Taehyung looked at his father, who was still inside the room.

"Why- why did you come here?" Taehyung asked.

"To check up on you. I knew you were up to no good. Bringing that- that queer into your room like that-" Taehyung's father snapped. Jungkook felt his eyes grow with tears, hiding on the other side of the door. Jungkook looked at Taehyung, who looked helpless.

"He's just a f-friend, dad." Taehyung said, tried.

"Friends? I don't want you to be friends either. Not with a faggot." Taehyung's father growled. Jungkook felt tears fall down his eyes. "Do I have to remind you again? As long as you're my son, you are not allowed to ruin your life with such disgusting things, am I clear?" Taehyung's father shouted, practically. Thank god the hallways were empty, or people would be wondering what was happening.

"I'm n-not-" Taehyung began faintly. "I swear, I-I-"

"Why is it so hard for you to understand? Your mother would be so disappointed of you, Taehyung." Taehyung's father tutted. Jungkook wiped at his tears, growing a stronger hatred of this man.

Taehyung opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly; "Taehyung?" A girl's voice came.

Jungkook looked with wide eyes when he saw Eka, her hair tied up, probably on her way to Jimin's. Jungkook saw her walk past Jungkook and to Taehyung. "I've been calling you for ages!"

Taehyung looked confused, looking at her, wondering why she was suddenly here. Eka put her hand on Taehyung's arm and then reached up to press their lips together.

Taehyung's eyes widened for a split second, but he kissed her back quickly. Jungkook's eyes were wide, stomach turning. Eka pulled away from the kiss and looked at Taehyung's father.

"Hi. I'm Taehyung's girlfriend, Eka. It's nice to meet you." Eka said, smiling. Taehyung's father looked at her, suspecting. "Taehyung must have told you about me!" Eka said, looking at Taehyung, squeezing his arm.

"I was about to." Taehyung chuckled, and then looked at his father. "You-you were saying something, dad?" Taehyung asked, hoping for the best.

"Nevermind." Taehyung's father said, low. He looked in relief. "I'll see you in the summer, I suppose." His father gruffed, and then nodded his head at his son before walking away, leaving the three teenagers.

The moment he left, Eka left Taehyung. She looked at Jungkook, who was staring in confusion. "I'm sorry. I-I overheard Taehyung's dad while walking and- a-and thought I could help. Sorry."

"Are you kidding? Thank you so much." Taehyung said, hugging Eka tightly. Eka smiled, hugging him back. "He probably would have hit me if you hadn't shown up and pretending to be my girlfriend."

"I'm glad I could help." Eka said. Jungkook grabbed her hand and hugged her too. Eka hugged him and smiled. "Sorry for kissing your boyfriend." She whispered.

Jungkook smiled gratefully. "No problem. Now go get yours." Jungkook replied. Eka looked at him in confusion. Jungkook giggled. "Jimin!" He winked.

"What? Jimin????? N-no. Ew. That's gross. He's my friend. Bye." Eka said quickly, before running away.

Jungkook's smile faltered after looking at Taehyung. Taehyung took him into his room, and then Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung. "I-I'm so sorry. Your dad is the worst and I-I wish all bad things on him."

Taehyung hugged him back, quiet. Jungkook pulled away from the hug to look at him, and shook his head when he saw Taehyung with tears in his eyes. "D-don't cry," Jungkook squeaked.

"Kookie," Taehyung said. Jungkook sat him down on the bed and sat down beside him. "W-what- what you said this afternoon- ab-about me not making compromises for you-"

"Forget about that conversation, Tae. I'm sorry for bringing anything up at all, I should've just-"

"I got an offer," Taehyung said, looking away. "A scholarship from- from a school that's n-number one in football training. For me to finish my senior year there and get the professional football training I need."

"W-what?" Jungkook let out, eyebrows going up. "That's- that's amazing, Tae. When- where- where is it? Why didn't you-"

"I got it two weeks ago." Taehyung said, and then looked at Jungkook. "It's in London."

Jungkook's eyes grew big. "L-London?" Jungkook squeaked. Taehyung nodded. Jungkook gulped. "T-Tae it sounds r-really good. You- you should do it-" Jungkook began.

"I already said no." Taehyung whispered. Jungkook felt his breath stop. He looked at Taehyung, and then frowned seriously.

"Did-did you talk to the coach about this? And your father? You shouldn't told me-"

"Coach told me to do it. My father told me it's my choice. And I knew if I talked to you about it, you'd tell me to do it too." Taehyung said, drawled. Jungkook looked at him in disbelief.

"Why d-didn't you?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung looked at him and then shrugged. "I-I didn't want to lose you."

"Tae," Jungkook breathed out. Taehyung felt his eyes grow warm with tears. Jungkook reached forward, cupping his jaw. "You w-won't. I'll always be here for you, Taehyungie-"

"You d-don't understand, Kookie. I'm so in love with you, my baby." Taehyung said, voice wavering, cracking from how close to tears he was. "I d-don't want to leave you. I know I'm being stupid. I might even regret it in the future. But I don't care. I'll be with you, and that's more than enough." Taehyung whispered.

Jungkook climbed onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. Taehyung pressed his nose to the crook of Jungkook's neck, wrapping his arms around his waist. Jungkook held him for some while, and then opened his eyes, his full of tears too.

"A-and when I said that- that you w-wouldn't make compromises for me, you got u-upset?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung sniffled.

"I don't want you to throw your future away for me, baby. I really don't want to be the reason why you don't do what you love. But- but I j-just... I want us to be together. I know it'll be hard. But we can do it, r-right? Fuck. I don't want to imagine being without you, Kook. It hurts to even think about it. I'm not letting you go." Taehyung said, muffling his words into his chest.

"I love you so much, Tae..." Jungkook said, and Taehyung looked up. "I'm sorry, I g-got all in my head earlier. We've been through so much, we c-can't just throw all of that away. I'm not going to get anyone better than you." Jungkook bubbled, blinking back his tears.

"Me neither." Taehyung whispered, and then kissed Jungkook. "Don't cry. Pretty baby, don't cry." Taehyung cooed.

"T-that doesn't help!" Jungkook squeaked out, putting his hands on his face. Taehyung chuckled, watery.

They lay down on the bed, Jungkook's arms around his neck, Taehyung's arms around his waist. Jungkook kissed his forehead. "We'll figure everything out. We always do. If I stay in Busan, and you in Seoul- then we'll make it work. Meet up on holidays. Weekends. Everything." Jungkook said, eyes closed.

"Mmm. Video chat sex." Taehyung said. Jungkook giggled, kicking him, their legs tangled.

"Or!! Maybe we'll end up in the same college. And we'll live together!!" Jungkook squealed. Taehyung smiled at his excitement.

"Yessss. We'll live in a big loft with a bed in the middle where we have so. much. sex."

"No." Jungkook booped his nose. "We'll get a normal apartment with good amounts of space and a big kitchen and a big bedroom."

"Where we have sooo. much. sex."

"Stop."

Taehyung kissed Jungkook's cheeks. Jungkook looked at him, and then made his lips into a small pout. "I-I'm still sorry you missed out on going to London because of me."

"Don't worry. I like it here. I have friends and I'm captain. I don't wanna pull a reverse Sehun." Taehyung said. Jungkook giggled. "I have the most beautiful boy in the world. I'm more than happy staying here."

Jungkook blushed, and then cuddled close to him, kissing his lips. Taehyung kissed him back, and then pulled away, smiling into his lips. "Can't wait until you become the most amazing artist in the whole wide world. You'll be like... Leonardo DaVinci but gay."

"Leonardo DaVinci was gay."

"Dude. What." Taehyung said, opening his eyes. "He was? Oh my god. I knew he looked like a twink."

Jungkook laughed loudly. "I can't wait until you become the most amazing football player in the whole wide world." Jungkook said, kissing Taehyung's cheek. "You'll be like Messi but attractive."

"Damn. What'd the guy ever do to you?" Taehyung said, and Jungkook smiled, giggling again. He hit Taehyung's chest. "Stop! I can't stop smiling."

"How is that my fault??" Taehyung snapped but smiled as well. "You're so cute-" Taehyung began, rolling on top of Jungkook. Jungkook cried in protest but Taehyung pushed through and pressed kisses all over Jungkook's face.

Taehyung looked down at Jungkook, holding him underneath him. Jungkook looked up at Taehyung, and both boys smiled. They were the happiest at the moment.

"I love you." Jungkook said. Taehyung kissed him. Jungkook hummed into the kiss, and then felt Taehyung's lips part his. "Can't wait to spend the rest of my life to you."

Taehyung kissed Jungkook again. "Marry me."

"Okay." Jungkook said, kissing him back. They kissed some more, and then Taehyung flopped to his side, cuddling him again.

"I'm kidding by the way." Jungkook said. Taehyung frowned, eyes big. Jungkook scoffed. "Taehyung you're not fucking proposing to me on this cheap dorm room bed in our junior year of high school."

"I can do what I want." Taehyung said. "And I'm marrying you."

"Nooo." Jungkook squeaked. Taehyung shook his head. "Too bad. I now pronounce us husband and wife."

"Get out with that heteronormative bullshit." Jungkook scoffed. Taehyung giggled, kissing his cheeks.

"I love you so much. Goodnight." Taehyung said. Jungkook was comfortable in his arms. "Goodnight. I love you too."

There was a bit of silence, nothing but the trees in the distance. And then; "Oh god you dumbfuck. You didn't shower."

"Shut up I'm not taking a fucking shower now."

"You are. Let's go." Jungkook said, and dragged Taehyung out of the bed. They went into the shower. Jungkook shampooed his hair. Taehyung kissed Jungkook's mouth the whole time.

They were so in love. Just like they were always meant to me.

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[jeontaeh]

〚FORTY TWO〛

"None of you can play for shit!" Taehyung shouted, and the boys in the football team all flinched visibly, looking down, scared. "Is this how you expect to win? Huh? Is it?!" Taehyung asked.

"N-no." The boys murmured in unison. Taehyung snickered. putting his hands on his hips. "Really? Well, it sure doesn't seem like it with how much you guys fuck around all the time!" Taehyung snapped.

"H-he's scary," Bambam whispered to Yugyeom, who gulped in agreement.

"It's just... getting really hot... and you give us really short breaks, Taehyung-" Jaebum mumbled, and Taehyung looked at him, his eyes glinting with red.

"Did I say you could call me that?" Taehyung growled lowly, and Jaebum's eyebrows rose, and he shook his head quickly. "Don't call me that unless I say you can. It's V for you."

Taehyung then looked at the rest of the boys. Jimin sighed. "Tae, can you relax, please? Even Coach isn't being so tough on us-"

"Shut it Park! I saw you fucking around the whole time. If you want to flirt with the cheerleading captain so bad then just join the goddamn team," Taehyung said sharply, and Jimin turned pink. The boys started snickering.

"I-I wasn't flirting with Eka. Shut up." Jimin grumbled, looking away. Taehyung looked at the boys with raised eyebrows. "What the fuck are the rest of you laughing at? Shut up! 8 laps, and then you're dismissed."

"E-eight laps? V, no, please-" Jackson whined. "Did I fucking stutter? Take 8 laps each, now!" Taehyung snarked, and none of the boys moved. Taehyung frowned, but then heard a cough.

"Taehyungie?" Jungkook's voice came, and Taehyung turned his head in an instant. All the boys instantly relaxed when he looked away, and Jungkook saw how they all looked super relieved and thankful while Taehyung wasn't looking.

"Hey baby. Why'd you come here?" Taehyung asked softly, walking over to him and putting his hands on his waist. Jungkook reached up to fix Taehyung's bandana, looking into his eyes.

"I just wanted to come see my boyfriend play," Jungkook said, biting his lip with a smile. Taehyung smiled fondly and then reached down to kiss Jungkook's cheek. Jungkook giggled.

Okay, not true. The reason Jungkook came was because Yugyeom, Jimin, and Youngjae texted him- begging him to come to the field so Taehyung would stop being such an asshole. Jungkook had rolled his eyes with a small smile and walked to the field.

"Don't make the boys do 8 laps, Taehyung. That's cruel." Jungkook said poutily, and Taehyung's eyes grew big. He chewed the inside of his cheek, and didn't see all the boys clasping their hands together and silently begging Jungkook to change Taehyung's mind.

"Ah- it's not a big deal, Kookie. They've been super annoying this whole lesson. Coach would've given 'em 10 laps, so-" Taehyung said, and the boys looked annoyed, kicking at stones or pretending to fake stab Taehyung.

"Hey, um-" Jungkook said, leaning in, mouth against the shell of his ear. "Maybe if you let them go now, I'll ride you tonight. Hm?" Jungkook whispered. Taehyung stilled, hands gripping Jungkook's hips tighter than before, mouth going dry.

"You guys can go." Taehyung said weakly, and the boys all hooray'ed and yippie'd and ran around to collect their things and fuck out of here.

Taehyung leaned down and began kissing Jungkook firmly, and Jungkook giggled into his mouth, feeling a smack on his ass as the boys walked past. Taehyung pulled away and looked past him, eyebrows furrowed. "Watch it!" Taehyung snapped.

"Relax, babe. It was Jimin." Jungkook said. Taehyung un-tensed. "Oh. I thought it was some other fucker." Taehyung said, and then kissed Jungkook's face all over.

"Okay, anyways- you're dirty as heck. Let's go to the dorms so you can shower. I'm not getting all this sweat on me." Jungkook shuddered. Taehyung scoffed.

"You liked this sweat the first time we fucked." Taehyung said, hand on Jungkook's lower back as they walked off the field.

"I also hated you."

Taehyung smacked Jungkook's ass lightly, and Jungkook giggled, shoulders bunching up. "Also, did you hear? Sehun left the team," Taehyung said.

Jungkook hummed. "Yeah. But I saw him raving to the Biology teacher about how he could do extra assignments now. He's more academic in that way, don't worry about it. He looks happy." Jungkook said, smiling.

"Did you have that talk with him?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook nodded. "Yup. Talked to him before coming here. I apologized, and he did too. He said he thought he didn't have a type of guy he wanted to be with, but now he does! And he's into buff, tall, mean ones." Jungkook explained, and Taehyung chuckled.

"Can't believe he had a crush on me." Taehyung sighed. Jungkook frowned at him, brown eyes squinting.

"No, he didn't. He just... wanted your dick. Everyone does." Jungkook said, and Taehyung frowned back at him.

"Is that all I'm worth, Jungkookie? Just my dick? Is that why you're dating me?" Taehyung tsked in a dramatic tone, and Jungkook giggled, patting the back of his head.

"Yah you whore."

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist, backhugging him while they walked. Jungkook whined, trying to shrug him off. "Ah! T-Tae, you're all sweaty~~ get off me!!"

Taehyung kissed his neck repeatedly, and Jungkook elbowed him in the stomach. Taehyung moved back way more than needed, pretending he was really hurt, groaning and falling to the floor, clutching his stomach. Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"He killed me."

"Don't be such a drama queen, Tae!" Jungkook giggled. Taehyung lay on the floor, pretending to pass out.

"Heyy- I'm not the one who punched you in the stomach. Get up." Jungkook said, and Taehyung instantly opened his eyes and looked at Jungkook, his whole body tensing. Taehyung sat up, looking scared.

Jungkook realised what he said and walked over to him. Taehyung stood up, and Jungkook looked up at him. "Sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I shouldn't joke about it, sorry." Jungkook said softly, and Taehyung wordlessly wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist, tucking his head in his neck.

"Taehyungie I didn't mean it. You know I don't care." Jungkook whispered, throwing his arms over his shoulders. Jungkook didn't like when Taehyung looked so sad or serious. He wishes Taehyung could be happy all the time, though impossible. Taehyung looked at him closely.

Taehyung kissed his lips slowly, and Jungkook kissed him back, moving their plump and thin lips together fluently, like they're used to it, like they always have been.

Jungkook cupped Taehyung's cheeks, pulling away. "Let's go back. I'll shower with you. Don't be upset."

"I'm not. Just- I'm still sorry." Taehyung said, and Jungkook kissed his forehead. "I know that. I always will. I love you." Jungkook said, and Taehyung smiled against his neck, whispering it back.

They walked back to their dorm room, both talking to each other fondly. They reached and took a long hot shower, Taehyung littering his baby's neck with many hickies. Jungkook shampooed his own hair while Taehyung sucked hickies in Jungkook's inner thighs. Jungkook then shampooed Taehyung's grey hair while Taehyung rubbed their hard cocks together in a slow rhythm, making the smaller boy lose his control every now and then. Taehyung brought him back every time.

And, like every shower, they came, they cleaned, they conquered. Both stepped out of the shower wrapped in towels. Taehyung changed into a simple t-shirt and sweats, and Jungkook in a big comfortable sweatshirt, tight sweats, and one of Taehyung's bandanas. Taehyung kissed his forehead, smiling at how cute the boy looked with tufts of his hair falling in front of the bandana, unlike how Taehyung wore it.

Then they went to the lounge, where their friends had ordered pizza and decided to hand out with them.

///

So, turns out, Jungkook and Taehyung are literally the most annoying fucking couple to be around. Jimin found this out very soon.

"No, I think the Chemistry paper was extra hard this time. It had all those questions on organic chemistry-" Jungkook said, and then opened his mouth. Taehyung fed him a bite of pizza. Jungkook swallowed it, and then continued. "-which we haven't even learned fully. Plus- ooh, babe, you have sauce on your chin," Jungkook said, leaning forward and licking it off Taehyung's chin.

"Thanks baby. Want some churros?" Taehyung asked, holding a churro to his mouth. Jungkook nodded, taking a bite of it. He gulped it down, and then kissed Taehyung delicately. Jungkook was sat on his lap, straddling him.

"Thanks. Here." Jungkook said, holding up his pizza slice and feeding Taehyung. Taehyung took a bite of it, and accidentally tugged along a large portion of the cheese on top of the bread, which hung from his lips. Jungkook reached forward and bit onto the cheese, their lips pressed while Jungkook ate the bit.

"Mm. It's so good." Jungkook said, and Taehyung hummed. He gulped it down, and then kissed Jungkook's lips. Jungkook kissed him back, getting the taste of the tomato sauce. Jungkook then took the churro from Taehyung's hands and reached it to his mouth.

Jungkook saw as Taehyung bit onto the side of it, and then reached closer to him, looking into his pretty eyes. Taehyung dipped his two fingers into the chocolate dip in the side, and then reached it to Jungkook's lips. Jungkook wrapped his lips around Taehyung's fingers, looking at him with his big eyes, licking the chocolate off.

Taehyung instantly took the churro out of his own mouth, chucked it to the table, and began making out with Jungkook. Jungkook kissed him firmly as well, and-

"Oh my fucking god we're all right fucking HERE!" Jimin cried loudly, and Jungkook and Taehyung pulled away, looking to the side.

Jimin, Eka, Jin, Hoseok, Jennie, and Lisa were all there, looking utterly disturbed and highkey disgusted. Jungkook blinked. "Sorry. Were we being weird?"

"Can you guys just like... do this shit in your room. Please." Hoseok said weakly. Taehyung tsked, and Jungkook blushed and climbed off Taehyung's lap, sitting on the couch seat beside him. Everyone else was sitting in the chairs surrounding the middle table, which had the pizza on it.

"Homophobia," Taehyung said.

"How is this homophobic? Y'all are eating each other's asses while we're trying to have pizza." Eka said.

Taehyung put his arm around Jungkook's shoulder, humming. Jungkook leaned against him, and the rest of the people continued their conversation.

"Personally I think the maths test was way too fucking hard."

"No Hoseok, you're just dumb."

"I choose to be dumb to make a fashion statement."

"I think you smart people need to leave us dumblings alone. So we don't know what photosynthesis is. Does that mean we don't deserve rights?" Eka snapped.

"Yes." Jimin said, and Eka hit his head. Eka then looked at Jungkook and Taehyung. "What about you guys, what do-" She began, and then paused.

Jungkook and Taehyung were making out. Jungkook was on his lap, gripping his hair, while Taehyung gripped his waist.

"For fuck's sake!" Jin snapped. Jungkook pulled away, looking at them sheepishly. He turned around on Taehyung's lap, and Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist.

"Look. We had to hide for years because of this oppressive regime,"

"Didn't you guys only start hooking up, like, a few months ago?" Jennie asked. Taehyung glared at her.

Jungkook leaned against Taehyung. "Sorry. We can't help ourselves. We'll stop." Jungkook murmured softly, his cheek pressed against Taehyung's temple.

"How'd you guys start hooking up anyway? I mean, V was really straight. Us girls always discussed which guy was most likely to be gay. You were like, 14th on the list." Lisa said.

"Girls talk about that kind of stuff?" Jimin asked. Eka ruffled his hair. "Don't worry, you weren't even on the list," Eka said, and Jimin nodded, looking away. Eka looked at Jungkook.

He was, she mouthed. Jungkook tried not to start laughing.

"We hooked up after football practice once, and then it became a regular thing, I guess." Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at him, and then tilted his head.

"I never asked you why you decided to go for me... You always disliked me so much." Jungkook trailed. Taehyung looked up at him, eyes growing fond.

"It was only because I was always in love with you. Ever since I first laid my eyes on you, Jungkookie, I knew you were the prettiest boy in the world. My heart bloomed at the mere sight, but my mind never understood what my heart conveyed. I repressed my true feelings for years. Until one day, I let go. Your beauty captured me, and alas, I fell for you." Taehyung began, and then kissed his neck.

Everyone awwe'd. Jungkook smiled sweetly, and then patted his cheek. "That's cute. Now tell us the real reason why you decided to go for me." Jungkook said. Taehyung, who had his lips pressed against Jungkook's neck, sighed.

"I saw a porno where the main guy looked kinda like you." Taehyung grumbled.

Jungkook smiled. "There's the Tae I know." Jungkook said, and Taehyung smiled.

"You guys are cute. But also gross. Didn't Ms. Yang yell at you today or something?" Lisa asked. Taehyung humphed. "Yeah. Apparently, me keeping my hand on Jungkook's thigh the whole time was somehow inappropriate??"

"Wow wonder why." Jin said dryly. Taehyung snickered. He looked at Jungkook. "I just love him so much. I can't stop touching him."

"That's disgusting stop talking instantly please and thank you." Jimin said.

"Okayy. I think we'll go back to our dorm, we're both kind of tired. Thanks for ordering the pizza, Jinnie." Jungkook said, waving at him. Both him and Taehyung got up, saying goodbyes, and then left to go back to their dorm and cuddle.

///

kimtaehyung

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kimtaehyung we spent the whole morning together kookie? whyre you being so bratty?

jeonjungkooks figure it out yourself

Taehyung walked towards his dorm room, closing his phone and put it in his pocket. Jungkook was acting... weird. He didn't know. He hoped everything was okay. He just got done with talking to the Coach about practice.

Turns out the guy knew the whole time about Jungkook and Taehyung. Said he saw them making out on the field benches in the morning when they were supposed to be practicing.

But he wasn't rude about it. He said he was glad Taehyung was with someone like Jungkook and said he was better off with him than with anyone else. Taehyung had nodded, cheeks red. Coach didn't ask about the hitting thing, and Taehyung was kind of glad.

Taehyung reached his door handle and pushed it open, and the moment he did, he froze.

Jungkook was on Taehyung's bed, in nothing but tiny boy shorts. Taehyung's eyebrows rose in pleasant surprise. "Woah," Taehyung let out, and Jungkook looked up at Taehyung, laid on his front, blinking his long lashes at the grey-haired boy. "This is a nice surprise,"

"Hm." Jungkook said. Taehyung bit his lip, closing the door and locking it behind him quickly, smirking at the boy. "Why didn't you come instantly when I told you to?" Jungkook grumbled.

Taehyung looked confused, and then frowned. "C'mon, Kook. I was busy. This Captain stuff is important-"

"I'm more important." Jungkook said, picking on his nails. Taehyung rose his eyebrows and then towered over him on the bed.

"Why're you being such a brat?" Taehyung muttered. Jungkook looked at him, and then blinked his lashes. He suddenly sat up, and reached forward, gripping Taehyung's shirt.

"I dunno... guess you could say I'm being rather... naughty, aren't I?" Jungkook whispered, voice faint. Taehyung stilled.

Taehyung looked slightly in disbelief, but also, like he knew what was going on. Or kind of. Jungkook looked at him closely, and then bit his lip. "I don't know, Taehyungie. Aren't I being such a bratty, bad boy? You know what you should do?"

"What?" Taehyung asked, voice faint, a small smirk tugging in the corner of his lip. Jungkook hid his smile, and then leaned forward, mouthing on his ear. "Spank me." Jungkook whispered. Taehyung froze.

His eyes slowly enlarged, and Jungkook was surprised when he instantly saw a tent in Taehyung's sweats. "Jeez, you're already hard? All I said was 'spank me'-"

Taehyung gripped Jungkook's waist tightly. Jungkook's breath hitched. "All of this was a set up, hm? To let me spank you?" Taehyung asked, grinning. Jungkook giggled, nodding.

"Yeah. Did Taehyungie like it?" Jungkook asked, toying with Taehyung's collar.

"Oh, Taehyungie loved it." Taehyung rasped, and Jungkook felt his cheeks turning red. "I've dreamt of this for months now, babyboy. Fuck, wait- I've dreamt of this for months. Oh my god. Wait. Wait. Are you sure I can spank you?"

"Yeah. Why're you freaking out?" Jungkook asked.

"Because! Oh my god. This is literally my MAIN kink. I'm going to cum. I'm kidding. I think. Wait! Bend over. No, don't!" Taehyung was freaking out. Jungkook rolled his eyes and then gripped Taehyung's collar lightly.

"I think I liked you more as the bottom." Jungkook murmured.

Taehyung smirked. "Oh. Yeah. Now I'm definitely going to spank you." Taehyung said, and Jungkook laughed.

Taehyung spun Jungkook around and sat down on the bed. Jungkook looked confused for a second, but suddenly got bent over Taehyung's thighs, his ass facing up on Taehyung's lap, elbows tucked behind his legs. Taehyung breathed out to himself, and then spanked Jungkook over his shorts.

Jungkook let out a mewl. Taehyung grinned. "Liked that, baby? I bet you did. You like when I'm a little mean to you in bed, Kookie?"

"You know I do," Jungkook bubbled out, sounding ashamed.

"Oh, I do." Taehyung said, and then peeled Jungkook's shorts off awfully slow, as if opening a gift for himself. He slowly saw his ass, and smirked, pulling Jungkook's shorts off till his thighs. "Cute little baby. Always so smart in class, so good at art, such a perfect student. Break down in front of me, don't you?"

"F-fuck, Tae-" Jungkook let out, and then felt a harsh spank on his left asscheek.

Taehyung heard Jungkook squeak out. "Tell me to stop if it's bad." Taehyung said, fondling Jungkook's ass. Jungkook nodded. "O-okay. Hit me again."

"Don't say it like that." Taehyung said. Jungkook sniffled. "S-sorry. Just- spank me again. I liked it."

Jungkook felt another harsh spank on his ass, and wriggled his hips. Taehyung shoved one hand between his legs and rubbed at the base of his cock with his fingers. Jungkook let out a cry, only to receive another spank on his ass.

"So fucking responsive, god, you're perfect." Taehyung whispered, and then spanked him again. "How many times does baby want it?"

"T-ten." Jungkook said in a small voice. "Mm, I think you deserve 20, don't you?" Taehyung said, and Jungkook whimpered against the bed sheets.

"T-Tae I can't take 20-" Jungkook babbled. Taehyung brushed his thumb over the bruises on his thighs. "I know, baby. I won't do it, don't worry. I'll ease you into it, okay?" Taehyung said softly, and then saw the boy arched his back, raising his ass up.

Taehyung spanked him again, this time harder. Jungkook looked so pretty, letting out whines, rubbing his cock against Taehyung's thighs. Taehyung was so fucking lucky, he couldn't wrap his head around it sometimes. "Pretty baby." Taehyung murmured, spanking him again. "My pretty baby." Taehyung continued, rubbing his lower asscheeck, and then spanking it.

"Tae-Tae-" Jungkook squeaked, eyes big, watery. "O-oh-" Jungkook said, face pressed against the sheets, getting a spank on his upper thigh. Jungkook muffled his whine against the bed as he got two more spanks on his ass. Taehyung loved the way his ass quivered a little bit with every spank. How it turned a pretty shade of red.

"I'm supposed to be mean but I can't," Taehyung sighed. "You're perfect. Come up, I'll spank you next time when you've been a real brat." Taehyung said, lifting the boy from the bed, seating him down on his own lap.

Jungkook had tears in his eyes, bottom lip bit, cheeks bright red, hair ruffled up. A mess. A beautiful mess. Taehyung kissed his lips, and Jungkook barely kissed back, just let Taehyung kiss him messily, dominate.

Jungkook whined into Taehyung's mouth, and Taehyung pulled away. "W-won't be able to sit in class. S'gonna hurt."

"I know. It'll remind you of me." Taehyung whispered, kissing Jungkook's nose. Jungkook pressed their foreheads together, looking into his eyes.

"I love you, Taehyung-ah," Jungkook said. Taehyung smiled. "I love you too, Jungkookie." Taehyung returned.

Jungkook and him lay down. They were both rather sleepy, even though it was only midday, and they had a whole Sunday left before them. Jungkook humped Taehyung's thigh lazily while moving his hand loosely up and down Taehyung's cock. Taehyung fucked his two fingers in and out of him while they made out, all too lazy to do anything properly. And it was just perfect like that.

"I'm gonna find out what pisses you off and then I'm gonna do them and then you're gonna spank me." Jungkook said cutely once they'd both orgasmed, lying atop each other.

"You calling me daddy pisses me off sooo much." Taehyung said, and Jungkook giggled, poking his cheek.

"You're not daddy. You're a puppy." Jungkook said, kissing Taehyung's lips.

"Ew." Taehyung said, and then kissed him back. "I'm a tiger."

"Baby tiger." Jungkook said, and Taehyung fondly kissed his forehead. "Yeah, okay. I'm your baby tiger or whatever."

"I'm your dumb whore or whatever."

"What?!" Taehyung yelped, and Jungkook burst into giggles. "Kidding! I'm a bunny."

"Hm. Fits." Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded, kissing him with a smile.

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[jeontaeh]

〚FORTY ONE〛

Jungkook woke up the next morning, all wrapped up in Taehyung's arms, and then shot up from the bed and ran out of his dorm.

"Dude he's your boyfriend now, you can't keep running out of his dorm like this. He's probably upset now." Jimin said, and Jungkook groaned, covering his face with his hands. The two boys walked towards the cafeteria the next Saturday morning to get breakfast.

"I know! I know. But I saw him sleeping and... I don't know. I got scared. What if he comes up to me and says he had fun fucking me- but that's all! Or maybe he was pranking me. Oh my god, Jimin- what if this whole thing was a prank? I'm transferring schools-"

"He literally told everyone he's in love with you. Why are you still scared? You're being irrational now." Jimin said.

"Y'all ever have a normal fucking relationship just to flex on Jungkook?" Eka said, walking along them suddenly. She'd popped out of nowhere.

"Says you, Eka," Jungkook said, and Eka poked her tongue at him. "Last night was magical. We had so much fun and couldn't stop kissing each other." Jungkook murmured, and then sighed out. "But I just... I got deja vu of our past, and... ran out."

"Girl I don't know French," Eka said, and Jimin started laughing, and then looked at Jungkook.

"You need to relax. If Taehyung hurts you again, we will burn his limbs. For now, take it easy. Also, they're giving french toast in breakfast today, so we better hurry."

Jungkook hummed, and then entered the cafeteria. People were giving him looks. Well, obviously. Everyone was talking about the night before. It was on people's Instagram stories and shit. Jungkook ignored all the looks and gawks and walked past the tables, and then found a table, and the three sat down.

They waited for the long line in the food table to simmer down for them to go. Jimin and Eka started bickering about whether blueberries are actually blue or not. Jungkook started laughing loudly, but then suddenly realized how loud his laugh was. Or, wait, his laugh wasn't loud. Everyone else was just silent.

Jungkook looked up and wondered why people in the cafeteria got so quiet and then spotted the doorway. Taehyung walked in, a red headband on his hair, black t-shirt, and grey sweatpants clung to his body. Taehyung had his hands in his pockets, looking a little pissed off.

"There's your lover boy," Jimin said, and Jungkook's hands coiled into fists. Taehyung looked around, ignoring all the stares he received, and then finally laid his eyes on Jungkook and began walking towards him.

Jungkook got up from his seat, walking up to Taehyung before he could reach the table, didn't want Eka and Jimin to hear everything. "Tae-"

"Why'd you leave?" Taehyung asked, eyebrows furrowed. "Don't give me some excuse of you not having clothes or something. You always get up and leave before I wake up," Taehyung said, voice low.

Jungkook stilled, and then gulped. "I- um- I-I don't know. I'm sorry. I got scared, to be honest. I j-just- I g-got anxious and- and just ran out. I'm sorry." Jungkook said softly.

Taehyung hummed, looking at Jungkook. Jungkook looked up at Taehyung. He then realized the people around them were staring at the two. Taehyung turned to look at the people staring. "Do you guys have nothing better to do? Mind your own fucking business," Taehyung snapped loudly, and everyone instantly looked away.

Jungkook blushed lightly at how easily everyone listened to Taehyung, and then Taehyung turned him around and both of them walked to the table with Jimin and Eka. Jungkook sat down, and then put his hand on Taehyung's.

"Don't be mad at me." Jungkook trailed gently.

Taehyung leaned down to look at him. "I don't want you to be scared," Taehyung whispered, eyes softened. "It makes me scared. I want to be good enough for you, Kookie-"

"You- you are," Jungkook said, holding onto Taehyung's shirt.

"Okay. Good. I'll go get your food. What do you want?" Taehyung asked, standing up properly.

"French toast. With- um- chocolate sauce. And strawberries. And bananas." Jungkook said, and Taehyung snickered fondly.

"Okay," Taehyung said, and then turned around and walked away. Jimin and Eka looked at Jungkook. "Damn. Everyone thought V had become a pussy after last night's event. Look at him, asserting his dominance again. He might as well be T-posing."

"Jeon." A loud voice came, and Jungkook looked up and saw Yoongi, Jin, Hoseok, and Namjoon walked towards their table. Jin slipped in beside Jimin, smiling at him and Eka. "What the fuck happened last night?"

Damn, that was straightforward. Jungkook inched away from the boys, moving to the side of the table. "There- um-" Jungkook began, and then played with his fingers. "Nothing, I-"

Jungkook looked down, getting scared. He didn't like all this attention. One, because he was always a little introverted and feared to be the center of a group. Two, because he was scared of how Taehyung would react to all this.

"Look- we're fine with you being gay, but-" Yoongi began, and Jimin frowned. "Fuck off Yoongi."

"Shut up, Park. I wasn't talking to you." Yoongi snarked, and Jimin frowned and shut up. Eka patted his back. Yoongi looked at Jungkook, frowning. "You do know how much fun all the other schools are going to make of ours, right? Finding out the infamous 'V' is gay?"

"H-how is that my fault?" Jungkook squeaked.

"I mean, you turned him half-gay, didn't you?" Hoseok asked like it was the most obvious shit to occur. Jin covered his face with his hands in annoyance.

"I d-didn't turn-"

"Being gay isn't a choice." Namjoon stated affirmatively. "But V saying he's into guys? That sounds weird. Is he experimenting?"

"Maybe Jungkook performed voodoo."

"It's fucking weird, no offense. It's like half our football team is gay! I don't want to change in the locker rooms anymore!" Yoongi snapped.

Jungkook suddenly got up from his seat. Jimin and Eka looked at him with concern. "I-I need to-g-go-" Jungkook said in a small voice, and then rushed out of the cafeteria doors, looking frightened. Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon sat down on the seats.

"Where did Jungkook go?" A voice came, and the boys (and Eka) looked to the side and saw Taehyung by the table, holding a plateful of french toast, whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and chopped strawberries and bananas.

"V, what was all that last night?" Yoongi asked. Taehyung placed the plate down, and then rose his eyebrow in confusion.

"It's called Prom. It is a semi-formal dance or gathering of high school students. This event is typically held near the end of the senior year, and began in the United States of America-"

"Shut up," Hoseok said. "We mean with Jungkook. What was all that? You're into dudes??"

"I don't know, Hoseok. Are you into dudes?" Taehyung asked, leaning in. Hoseok gulped. "N-No..."

"How do you know?" Taehyung asked. Hoseok looked scared by how grim Taehyung looked. "I just do-"

"Do you? Do you Hoseok? Huh? You're gay, Jung Hoseok. This is the truth that everyone's been hiding from you. This is what the government doesn't want you to know-" Taehyung began, and Namjoon groaned and shut him up.

Hoseok looked petrified. Jimin, Eka, and Jin were busy giggling. "Be serious, V. How long have you been... bisexual?" Yoongi asked.

"Since last night." Taehyung said, and Yoongi scoffed. "So, what? You're in love with Jungkook suddenly? You guys used to hate each other!"

"That's how it be."

"V, please just give us a straight answer-"

"How can I when I'm so gay," Taehyung said, and Jimin began wheezing. Eka and Jin laughed loudly, and Taehyung just grinned. The three boys looked really pissed off.

"Shut the fuck up, V. Can you be serious for a minute? This is really confusing to us, bro. You're straight one second, you're gay another- and in love with Jungkook?? I mean, what the fuck?"

"That's just young love for you." Taehyung sighed dramatically, and Jimin practically toppled over giggling.

Namjoon hit his head against the table. Hoseok still looked scared. He asked Jin "Wait... A-am I gay?" And Jin smacked his palm against Hoseok's head. Yoongi looked pissed off, almost a little scary.

"You know, if you're not going to give us a serious answer then we're going to assume this whole shit was a joke. Was it? Was it some sort of elaborate prank or something?" Yoongi muttered.

"Oh fuck, you got it! I told Jungkook I was fucking in love with him in front of 200 people to prank you, Yoongi. You caught me!" Taehyung said, raising his hands in defense.

"This is going to make us look so bad in the championships, god damn it," Yoongi grumbled.

"Yoongi, I could suck 37 dicks at once and I'd still win every single fucking championship there is," Taehyung said, suddenly aggressive. Yoongi looked at him. "So why don't you shut the fuck up and deal with your own fucking problems, huh?"

Yoongi shut up real fast. Taehyung then turned to the cafeteria door and spotted Jungkook by the doorway, nervous. Taehyung walked up to him, leaving his friends be. Jungkook began walking towards him hesitantly.

Taehyung reached closer to him. "Tae-" Jungkook began, but Taehyung circled his arms around Jungkook and pressed their lips together.

Jungkook melted into the kiss, gripping Taehyung's shirt. Taehyung pulled away quickly. "Baby," Taehyung said.

Jungkook blinked his big doe eyes. "T-Taehyungie I'm scared."

"Don't worry, baby. I'll fight them off." Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook giggled brightly. They both heard a cough.

"Can you guys not be all touchy while people are eating?" A boy said, one of those annoying boys that thinks he's better than everyone. "Keep the gay shit for behind the doors, please. It's kind of disgusting-"

Taehyung left Jungkook and walked up to him. The boy shut up really quick. Taehyung knew the boy was talking like this to V because he thought Taehyung was 'queer' now, and hence won't hesitate to beat the shit out of him. But no, instead, Taehyung leaned down to face him.

"Eat this," Taehyung said, and then picked up his plate of french toast and spat on it. Jungkook's eyes widened, and Taehyung kept the plate back on his table. The boy gasped, his friends looking mortified.

Taehyung turned around and then grabbed Jungkook's hand, walking down with him back to the table with their friends. When they reached, it was silent. Taehyung ignored them and sat down on the seat, and pulled Jungkook down on his lap.

Taehyung grabbed the plate of french toast he'd got for the two of them. Jungkook looked at him with big eyes. Taehyung slung his arm around his waist and then smiled at him. "Here," Taehyung said, taking a strawberry and holding it close to his mouth.

Jungkook blinked his doe eyes and then nibbled on the tip of the strawberry, cheeks matching the shade of the fruit. Taehyung smiled fondly at the boy. Taehyung reached forward and pressed a feathery kiss to his forehead.

"It's like a fucking fashion trend, huh? One second you're straight, and the next you decide to try being a fag-"

"Shut the fuck up, Yoongi," Taehyung shouted, and all the people on the table (and some nearby) got startled, including Jungkook. Taehyung's eyes darkened, fists clenching tightly on the table.

"Me being bisexual won't change who I am, you understand that? And you want to know so fucking badly, then fine. I'm in love with Jungkook, and I don't give a single shit what any of you think about that. I love him, and I have for months now. We've been together for ages, but just- got together properly now. So for the last time- shut the fuck up, and let me be happy." Taehyung growled, voice low.

Taehyung then turned to look at Jungkook, whose eyes were wide, looked a bit scared. Taehyung's dark expression softened upon seeing Jungkook. Taehyung kissed his nose. "More strawberries?"

Jungkook put his arms around Taehyung's neck, hugging him tightly. Taehyung squeezed his waist back, kissing his neck. "I love you," Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung smiled at him.

"Fine." Yoongi mumbled, looking away, embarrassed. "Sorry. I was just... confused."

"Wait. All those times you told us you had amazing anal sex with a girl-" Namjoon began.

"It was Jungkook." Taehyung nodded. Jungkook blushed and hid his face in Taehyung's hair. Eka choked on her water which she was sipping on.

"How many times have you guys done it in the locker room?" Namjoon asked, grimacing.

"Way too many times. Against all of your locker too. Out of spite." Taehyung said, and Jungkook giggled into Taehyung's hair.

"How do... dudes even have sex?" Hoseok asked, voice small.

"You put your left foot in, you take your left foot out, put your right foot in and shake it all about. Do the hokey pokey, and turn yourself around. That's what it's all ab-"

"You're such a dork," Jungkook said, and Taehyung started giggling, nudging his nose with Jungkook's.

"Yeah, your dork." Taehyung murmured, and Jungkook smiled and kissed his nose. Jungkook looked into Taehyung's deep brown eyes and then felt his insides bloom. He's so lucky.

They both began eating the french toast, Taehyung feeding Jungkook, and Jungkook feeding Taehyung. The others were in conversation with each other, while Jungkook and Taehyung were lost in their own little world, feeding each other banana slices dipped in chocolate and giggling when some of the sauce got on their face.

"Doesn't it hurt to take it up the butt?" Jin asked. Jungkook looked at him with a snicker. Taehyung did as well.

"Kind of." Eka and Jungkook said at the same time. Everyone started laughing.

After breakfast, Taehyung and Jungkook walked out of the cafeteria hand in hand, ignoring all the looks and whispers, because all that mattered was each other. And that was more than enough.

///

Jungkook and Taehyung were getting ready for school on a Wednesday morning. They'd been spending days and nights in Taehyung's dorm. Jimin didn't mind. Said it was their 'honeymoon phase' and they were allowed to spend it together.

People were ignorant, rude, judgement, and mean at first. But they kind of got used to it. Mainly because Taehyung scared the shit out of them.

Jungkook stopped holding back too. One time, he and Taehyung were walking down the hallway. Some guy called them fags. Jungkook turned around and slapped his books off and then took his calculator and ran away.

"Isn't it weird that Sehun hasn't talked to you yet?" Taehyung asked while fixing his hair in the mirror.

Jungkook shrugged. "I don't know. But Eka says she heard him and Jackson fucking in the janitor's closet. Good for them. Sehun finally found his top." Jungkook said, and Taehyung snickered. Jungkook was finding his perfume.

"Ha! Yeah. Poor guy. I mean, the image of you topping, that's pretty funny." Taehyung said, and Jungkook paused for a second.

Jungkook turned around and then looked at Taehyung in the mirror. Jungkook reached forward, and then wrapped his arms around Taehyung;s waist, putting his chin on Taehyung's shoulder.

"Taehyungie?" Jungkook asked softly. Taehyung looked at him in the mirror.

"Yes, baby?"

Jungkook looked at him. "I wanna top you."

Taehyung pulled Jungkook's arms off him and walked out of the bathroom. Jungkook pouted, seeing Taehyung open his closet to pick out a bandana. Jungkook whined, walking up to him.

"It's not a joke. I wanna try it. I've never done it before." Jungkook said, huffing and stomping his foot. Taehyung looked at him.

"I don't wanna try it."

Jungkook clasped his hands together. "Please!! Please please just once!! I love you, Taehyungie. You're always so loving to me, don't you deserve that too?"

"No." Taehyung scoffed. "I'm a terrible person. I don't deserve love. In fact, you should un-love me. I'll do the loving."

Jungkook blinked his big eyes at him. "Just one time," Jungkook said softly. Taehyung walked up to him and grabbed his waist. He leaned in. "No," Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook's shoulders dropped.

"Why not?" Jungkook asked, trying to look angry and scary, but in reality he looked like a cute little bunny.

"Because I don't want to, Jungkookie." Taehyung said, forcefully this time.

"Fine. I-I don't wanna force you." Jungkook said, and then bit his lip. Taehyung hummed, kissing his cheek. Then they picked their things up and left for classes.

///

Jungkook taehyung is pissing me off

Eka omg break up

Jungkook what no

Jungkook he is being V again 😡😡

Jimin

girl what that mean

Eka it means tae is being ~~~weird~~~

Jungkook he's being weird about this sex thing

Jimin he wont let u suck his toes

Jungkook no ew jimin i dont have a foot fetish

Eka wait till u see my feet <3

Jimin perhaps i three up

Jungkook ok but did yall see the new haircut on hoseok

Jungkook he looks like some rapper in a kpop group or something lmao

Eka yess he looks so hot 😍 plus he was totally flirting with me in biology yesterday i was feeling it

Eka hes so mmmmmmm i might slide into that

Jimin hoseok is terrible and horrible eka don't be with him

Eka you say that about every guy i talk abt lmao

Jimin its only because u deserve someone perfect who'll treat you like the amazing person you are

Eka oh

Jungkook awwwww

Jungkook anyways byee taes here

///

Taehyung walked into the dorm room, face red. Jungkook was sitting on his bed, in nothing but a pink sweater, hair falling on his eyes prettily, lips in a small pout as he texted away, his hands in sweater paws. Jungkook looked up at Taehyung and blinked his long lashes.

"Hey, Taehyungie. How was practice?" Jungkook asked, smiling softly.

Taehyung dropped his football bag on the floor, eyeing Jungkook with darkened eyes. Jungkook put his phone down, and then bunched his sweater sleeves onto his hands. "What's wrong?" Jungkook asked, tilting his head.

Today was Friday. The two were planning to have sex and then watch a fun movie. Jungkook had gotten impatient because Taehyung was late from practice, and opened himself up while showering, fingering himself with three fingers and almost cumming while doing so, but holding it in. Now, Taehyung was here, and he looked hungry for Jungkook.

"Can you call me daddy?" Taehyung asked suddenly, and Jungkook stilled.

Jungkook looked at him with confusion. "Um- w-what? You want me to... but you've never-" Jungkook began, and then saw Taehyung wasn't looking at him, but down at the floor, hair falling on his eyes and casting a shadow on them.

"Can you..." Taehyung trailed and then gulped, fists clenched. "Can you c-call me daddy while fucking me?"

Jungkook stilled. His eyes grew big. He brought his sweater paws up to his face, and then pressed them against his lips to not squeal. "You-" Jungkook began, and then scrambled off the bed, looking at Taehyung. "You want me to f-fuck you?"

Taehyung was looking away. "I-I thought about what you said," Taehyung trailed, and then slowly looked at Jungkook, whose eyes were big and glazed. "About- um- how you've never... y'know, done the fucking. And then I started thinking about how you were a virgin and how-how bad your first time was-"

Jungkook walked closer, and then gripped Taehyung's shirt, lips apart. "So I thought that- that maybe we should... y'know..."

"I don't wanna do it if that's the reason why. It seems like you only want it because you're upset about the virgin thingy." Jungkook said, blinking his moon-like eyes up at Taehyung. Taehyung cursed, looking away. "Is it?"

"Jungkook-"

"Is it, daddy?" Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung gripped his waist tighter. Taehyung closed his eyes.

"P-partially," Taehyung said. "What's the other reason?" Jungkook asked, words soft.

Taehyung looked irked, squeezing Jungkook's waist. Jungkook lifted his chin and turned his head to look at Taehyung. Taehyung let out a small breath he didn't know he was holding. "I want- I want you to fuck me," Taehyung mumbled off-handedly, chewing the inside of his cheek.

Jungkook smiled big. He then squealed, hugging Taehyung's tightly. "Yes!! Yessss- gonna make this sooo good, Taehyungie!" Jungkook gasped, and Taehyung rolled his eyes but looked fond and slightly excited nonetheless.

"Strip, bitch!" Jungkook giggled. Taehyung frowned. Jungkook realized what he said, and then cupped his own cheeks, looking cute. "Strip, daddy."

"Hm. Better." Taehyung said, taking his shirt off and chucking it to the floor. "I cleaned up in the shower by the way," Taehyung mumbled, taking his shorts off. Jungkook cooed.

"Aw. Preparing yourself for me. I fingered myself in the shower." Jungkook said, and Taehyung's shoulders dropped.

"Oh. Well- I can fuck you if you want-"

"No! I want this how it is. I get fucked all the time. You can do it tomorrow morning or something." Jungkook said, jumping on the balls of his feet. Taehyung slid his boxers down and then snickered.

"You're a little too excited," Taehyung said, and then walked up to Jungkook, grabbing him by the waist. "Don't like it too much, yeah? Don't want you to pull a reverse Sehun."

"You don't like it too much, mister." Jungkook poked his chest. Taehyung scoffed. "As if. I love seeing how you look with my cock in your ass, baby. You know this."

"I dooo~" Jungkook sang, and then Taehyung climbed the bed, laying down against the head of the bed. "But I wanna see how you look with my-"

"Okay, okay. I get it." Taehyung said. Jungkook humphed, seeing the annoyed look on Taehyung's face. "Look, if you're going to be upset about it-"

"I'm not! I swear. I'm just... I'm scared. My masculine pride..." Taehyung sniffled dramatically. Jungkook laughed and then climbed onto the bed, straddling his legs and seating himself on his lap.

"Masculinity and femininity have nothing to do with topping and bottoming, silly." Jungkook said, and then giggled. "It's just sexual preferences," Jungkook said, and then leaned down and kissed Taehyung's lips. Jungkook smiled.

"Let's get started," Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung smiled fondly at his cuteness.

Taehyung gripped his waist and kissed his lips, both moving quickly. Jungkook wasn't wearing underwear, so Taehyung reached down and tugged at Jungkook's member. Jungkook squeaked into Taehyung's mouth and then pulled his mouth away.

"How do you want it, daddy?" Jungkook asked, dancing his nimble fingers on Taehyung's chest. "On your front? On all fours? Over the bed? Riding me? Or-"

"N-no-" Taehyung said, getting freaked out. "On my back. Like this is fine. Wanna see you." Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded. Jungkook reached down and put his lips around Taehyung's cock.

Jungkook began sucking him off feverously, licking his tongue up his cock which was only semi-hard. Taehyung grunted, holding Jungkook's head down while he did so. Jungkook moved his mouth up and down his cock and then slowly dragged his lips up, resting them against the tip of Taehyung's dick.

Taehyung was fully hard now. Jungkook crawled over him and kissed a feathery kiss to his cheeks and forehead. Then, Jungkook reached over to the table and grabbed a bottle of lube.

"M'gonna finger you now," Jungkook said.

"What did I say?" Taehyung said, spanking Jungkook firmly, making the small boy jolt. Jungkook bit his lip. "S-sorry. Gonna finger you n-now, daddy."

"Hm." Taehyung grinned, and Jungkook gripped Taehyung's thighs and pulled them apart, giggling at how Taehyung flushed red and pressed his legs back together.

"Tae~," Jungkook said softly, and then kissed Taehyung's hip. "Don't worry. It's only me. You love me, don't you?"

Taehyung nodded, looking up at the ceiling. Jungkook sighed. "Look, if you let me fuck you, I'll let you spank me."

Taehyung spread his legs instantly. Jungkook started giggling. He opened the lube cap and drizzled it over his fingers. "Three fingers, right?" Jungkook asked.

"With your small ass hands, I'd probably need four."

"How about my fist instead?" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung laughed. Jungkook giggled as well, and then closed the lube bottle and tossed it to the side. Jungkook reached between Taehyung's legs and then pressed his thumb against Taehyung's entrance.

"Fuck-" Taehyung let out. Jungkook pulled his thumb back. Taehyung blinked. "Well! That was fun. We're done now-"

"Taehyung I put my thumb against you! Shut up!" Jungkook said, and Taehyung looked at Jungkook who was between his legs. Jungkook pressed his fingertip into Taehyung's hole and Taehyung huffed.

"Don't worry, Daddy." Jungkook murmured, bringing his other sweaterpaw along to grip Taehyung's bicep. "It won't hurt," Jungkook said, and then pressed his fingertip in.

Taehyung bit his lip and closed his eyes, feeling the drag inside of him. "Nngh- that's weird. Okay. Put another one in." Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded, pressing his second finger into him. "Yeah. Just like that. Good baby."

Jungkook turned pink at his words, and then saw how Taehyung's eyes glazed over, two fingers deep inside of him now. Jungkook curled his fingers experimentally, and saw Taehyung twitch, hands fisting around the sheets. Jungkook fucked those two fingers in and out of the boy, biting his lip.

"You look really pretty like this, Taehyungie," Jungkook said in honesty, and Taehyung looked up at him, silver hair sprawled out on the bed. "Look really pretty like- ah-" Jungkook cried out.

Taehyung had grabbed him by the thighs and pulled him closer in, making the boy topple over so he was lying on top of Taehyung. Jungkook put his knees on either side of the boy while looking down at him, continuing to thrust his fingers in.

"Hurry up." Taehyung said, and Jungkook frowned, but then pressed his third lubed finger in. Taehyung let out a sound, arching his back. "Oh- god- that's a stretch. Fuck- how did you take four of my fingers that one time?"

"I'm the experienced one now." Jungkook giggled, and then fucked three fingers into Taehyung rather quickly. Jungkook reached his fingers up, grunting out. "Why can't I find your prostate?"

"Because you're a newbie. Or maybe I don't have a prostate. See, I was meant to be a top-" Taehyung began, and then let out a sudden whimper with closed eyes when he felt Jungkook's fingers brush against the bundle of nerves.

Jungkook stuck his tongue out at Taehyung. "Haha. Found it." Jungkook said, and then kissed Taehyung's lips. "You're all open. Gonna fuck you now." Jungkook said, dragging his fingers out of the boy.

Taehyung breathed heavily as Jungkook reached to the side to get a condom. Taehyung squeezed Jungkook's butt while Jungkook leaned over, giving it a harsh spank. Taehyung smiled at how Jungkook's cock twitched at that. Jungkook leaned back over and then hit Taehyung on the chest lightly with his fist. "Stop."

"No," Taehyung said, playing with Jungkook's squishy butt.

"Brat," Jungkook said, and Taehyung spanked him again. Jungkook bucked his hips up at that, and then let out a mewl. "D-daddy."

"Hm. Now fuck me, come on." Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded, placing the condom over his cock. Jungkook tried pulling it down, but the elastic material snapped and fell to the side. Jungkook bit his lip.

"T-Taehyung I can't put it on!" Jungkook whined, and Taehyung sat up, sighing. Taehyung patted his cheek and then took the condom from his hands, slipping it over Jungkook's cock with ease. Jungkook looked up at Taehyung and then fluttered his pretty lashes.

"Thank you," Jungkook said, kissing his lips. Taehyung squeezed his hips, and then grabbed the bottle of lube and opened it, squirting the liquid all over Jungkook's cock. Jungkook squeaked out a whimper when Taehyung spread it over his cock with his hand, moving his hand up and down and coating the vicinity of his cock with the lube.

"You good now?" Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded shyly. "Can baby fuck me, then? I really want it, Kookie." Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded again, more eager.

"Want m-my cock?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung lay down on the bed, knees facing the ceiling as he brought them up, spreading his legs. Taehyung squeezed his hard cock between his legs and then nodded.

"Yeah. Please. Come on-" Taehyung groaned impatiently. Jungkook put his hands on the bed and then pressed the tip of his cock to Taehyung's hole. Jungkook looked at Taehyung unsurely, but Taehyung wined, tipping his head back. "Jungkook! Fuck me-"

"Sorry daddy," Jungkook said, and then pressed his cock in slowly. Taehyung's eyes widened and he closed them quickly, letting out a choked moan.

"Ah fuck- that's- that's odd-" Taehyung rasped, closing his eyes. Jungkook continued to press into him, going slowly. "Yeah. That's really fuckin' weird- go faster."

"Okay," Jungkook said hastily, pressing into him quicker. Taehyung was flushed, and he let out another moan, louder than usual. "Nngh- Jungkookie- faster- please-"

Jungkook went in faster, filling him up. Taehyung took to it fast, didn't look pained or like he was going to cry. "Faster-"

"I-I can't! You- you're so tight-" Jungkook let out, and then slammed his hips into him. Taehyung moaned feverishly, fingers squeezing into his palm. Taehyung hummed. "Yeah. Just like that-"

Jungkook fucked into him again, and again. Taehyung let out a smirk, looking at Jungkook. "Harder."

"T-Taehyungie-" Jungkook squeaked, and Taehyung saw the expression on Jungkook's face and squeezed his walls around Jungkook's cock. Jungkook let out a gasp, closing his eyes. "Ah! F-fuck! Tae- d-do that again, please-"

Taehyung clenched around Jungkook's cock again, and Jungkook felt the hot pleasure shoot up his spine, whimpering out. Jungkook started fucking Taehyung faster, gripping his biceps. Taehyung gripped his hips and almost led him.

"S'fun, Kookie? Do you like it? Like fucking me, baby?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook nodded quickly, sniffling. "Y-you're s-so-" Jungkook sniffled, and then fucked into Taehyung, and then slammed into his prostate. "-warm, I-"

Taehyung suddenly let out a loud whine, digging his fingers into Jungkook's waist. "K-Kook-" Taehyung let out, eyes big. Jungkook continued rolling his hips against that spot. "Fuck- baby- b-baby that feels r-really good-"

Jungkook had his head tucked in Taehyung's neck. Taehyung squeezed around Jungkook's cock again, his other hand fisting at his own cock. He heard Jungkook mewl lightly. Taehyung paused.

"Are you crying?" Taehyung asked.

"N-no. Shut- shut u-up-"

"Fuck-" Taehyung let out, and then Jungkook lifted his head up to look at him, holding himself up. Taehyung's features softened when he saw Jungkook's eyes full of tears. "Aw, my baby- you're actually crying! This is really sensitive on your cock, huh?"

Jungkook nodded, bottom lip jutting out, tear falling from his eye. Taehyung kissed him softly, cradling his sides and pressed his thumbs against Jungkook's nipples over his pink sweater. Jungkook cried into Taehyung's lips and then whimpered at the oversensitivity of Taehyung's velvet walls.

Jungkook sat up, his pink sweater riding up till his waist. Jungkook's hips moved delicately, fucking into Taehyung at a pace. Taehyung reeled at the feeling and then saw more tears spill out of Jungkook's starry eyes. "G-gonna cum-"

"Cum, baby boy." Taehyung said, and Jungkook bit his bottom lip and then pulled out of Taehyung's hole almost fully- only to slam it back in with full pressure. Taehyung gasped out at the feeling, jaw-dropping. Jungkook just put his hands against his face and then came.

Taehyung whimpered when Jungkook fucked his orgasm out in Taehyung, finally bottoming out and pulling out of Taehyung, breathing heavily, condom soiled. Jungkook sniffled at Taehyung, who looked at Jungkook with a small glint in his eye.

#

"You liked my cock, Taehyungie?" Jungkook said, giving him a watery smile. "Were moaning really loud, too. I think you might pull a Sehun-"

"That's it," Taehyung growled, and then sat up suddenly and flipped Jungkook over so he was on top of him. Jungkook let out a cry of confusion but got turned so he was on his front. Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's hips by either side and pulled them up so his ass was in the air.

"T-Taehyung-" Jungkook squeaked, and Taehyung grabbed the bottle of lube. "What are you-"

Jungkook let out a squeal of delight when Taehyung pressed the tip of the bottle of lube into Jungkook's ass and then squeezed the bottle so his hole got filled up with lube. Jungkook's jaw dropped, hands clutching the sheets. "T-Taehyung!" Jungkook cried, eyes wide.

Taehyung pulled the lube bottle away and dropped it, seeing Jungkook's hole wet and gleaming with lube. Jungkook let out strings of ah's, his hips getting pulled higher up, face getting pressed against the pillow, thighs spread apart, hole fluttering. Taehyung got up on his knees, grabbed Jungkook's hips, and then slammed his cock into him.

Jungkook screamed, practically, eyes filling with tears again. Taehyung moaned with a smirk, dropping his head back and sinking into Jungkook. "So- so fucking wet, fuck-"

"Taehyungie-" Jungkook sniffled, voice muffled against the pillow. Jungkook turned his head and craned his neck to look at Taehyung, who grabbed Jungkook's hips and began fucking into his sloppy hole. The squelching sound made them both feel giddy.

"My-" Taehyung fucked into him. "Baby-" Taehyung continued, slamming into his prostate. "Boy."

"Yours. Your b-baby." Jungkook said, and Taehyung hummed, bringing Jungkook's hips back and forth.

They kept going for another minute or two, until Taehyung simply couldn't control himself and came in Jungkook's ass, filling his already wet and sloppy hole with more cum. Taehyung pulled out slowly, breathing heavily. Jungkook's ass was still in the air, thighs trembling. Taehyung grinned at the sight and then turned him around softly. He kissed his collarbone and shoulder blades. Both kissed for a long time.

"W-was I good?" Jungkook asked.

"Amazing," Taehyung whispered, kissing Jungkook's collarbone. "Would love to do that again. Not any time soon, but again."

"Okie," Jungkook said, smiling drowsily up at the boy. "Love it when you fill me up."

"Me too," Taehyung said, and then lifted Jungkook up from the bed and took him to the shower. Though both had showered earlier in the day, they simply cleaned up. The boyfriends then got dressed in comfortable pajamas and decided to watch a movie.

Taehyung sat down on the bed and Jungkook jumped on his lap- and both groaned at the pain in their ass at the same time.

Jungkook giggled and kissed Taehyung's forehead. Taehyung squeezed Jungkook's waist. They both watched some movie while eating ramen- deciding not to go to the cafeteria for dinner. Taehyung had to pause the movie midway because Jungkook fell asleep on his lap.

Taehyung lay him down and they both fell asleep quickly, kissing each other while humming, both tasting like ramen.

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〚FORTY〛

"Jeon Jungkook?" Taehyung whispered, voice barely coherent. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

There was a pause.

Everyone, wide-eyed, somehow got nervous themselves, stared from Taehyung to Jungkook, and then back to Taehyung, and then back to Jungkook. The silence was overbearing. People held their breaths, anxious for the answer- felt invested in their relationship, somehow.

Jungkook's eyes were wide, mouth slightly agape. He stared at Taehyung for, like, 17 seconds, until-

"Oh my god." Taehyung let out, gulping. "I literally forgot you might say no. Fuck. Okay, if Jungkook says no- this never happened, and I'm moving schools. It was really nice knowing all of you, but-"

"Get off the stage, dummy!" Jimin yelled, and some people around him let out shouts of agreement. Taehyung let the mic go and then jumped off the stage, now on the ground.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook, who had his fists coiled up by his sides, eyes wavering, almost teary. Taehyung fearfully walked closer to him, clearing his throat, and then putting his hands in his pockets so Jungkook wouldn't see how badly they were shaking.

Jungkook looked at him for a few seconds- and the silence and anxiety only grew further. After a bit more of apprehension, Jungkook did it.

He slapped Taehyung across the face.

Okay- lightly. It was a light slap across the face, but Taehyung's head got moved to the side and his eyes widened, heart beating out of his chest. He then heard a small sniffle.

"Y-you idiot," Jungkook said, and Taehyung didn't know what that meant- until he felt Jungkook's hands grip his shirt and pull him towards him. Taehyung turned to look at Jungkook and then saw the boy smiling.

"Yes. A-a hundred times." Jungkook whispered softly, and Taehyung took his hands out of his pockets hurriedly to grip Jungkook's waist- and then pressed their lips together.

It's like fireworks exploded. People around them started clapping, cheering, dancing. Homophobic people forgot about their bigoted views and celebrated love. Because that's what all of it was about in the end, wasn't it?

Taehyung circled his arms around Jungkook's waist, holding him in so tightly that it made the pressed of their lips against one another firmer. Jungkook kissed him eagerly, hands fumbling to grip his jaw and kiss him harder. Shouts of their names and loud screams of joy circled around them, but all they could hear was their hearts beating loudly.

The limitation of their lung capacities pulled them away from the kiss and caused both to press their foreheads against one another.

"I-I thought you were going to say no," Taehyung whispered, words so silent only Jungkook could hear. Jungkook smiled up at him, his doe eyes sparkling.

"Y-yeah, well, I'm an idiot too," Jungkook said with a small giggle, and then began kissing Taehyung again.

"I can't believe they got married." Someone said. Taehyung pulled away from the kiss and then chuckled into Jungkook's lips. Jungkook looked at him fondly, smiling really big.

"You're the bravest person in the world. I'm so proud of you." Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung sniffled.

"That means more than you can imagine," Taehyung replied, and they wanted to kiss again, but then suddenly got pulled away from each other.

They didn't even realize some loud pop song was blaring through the speakers- and that everyone was now dancing like crazy, totally blown away by this crazy ass twist of events. Jungkook saw Jimin and Eka, and both squealed and hugged Jungkook tightly. Jimin moved away from the hug and then ran to Taehyung to hug him tightly, too.

"That was the coolest thing you've ever done," Jimin whispered, and Taehyung looked behind Jimin and saw the football boys looking like someone just told them the homophobic fuckboy captain who used to call them faggots just came out as bisexual and declared his love for a boy who he beat up. Oh wait-

"Shit. The guys are walking towards me." Taehyung said, pulling away from the hug. Taehyung could see some of the teachers angrily walking towards him too (probably because he said 'fuck' 18 times in the past 14 minutes).

Taehyung looked at Jungkook, who was looking at Taehyung with a knowing look. Taehyung rushed up to him, and Jungkook wordlessly grabbed his hand, and they both ran out of the sports hall, rushing past all the questions and confusion and weirdos- and into the darkness of the hallway.

"Man what the fuck," Sehun let out, shoulders falling as he leaned against the wall. "I didn't even properly break up with Jungkook," Sehun mumbled. Everyone around him was screaming and dancing in joy.

"Yeah bro. That must suck." A voice came, and Sehun turned and saw Jackson leaning beside him. Jackson turned and looked at him slowly. "You lost your boyfriend and your position as captain in the span of a week. Shit's gotta hurt."

Sehun paused. He looked at Jackson for a few seconds and then widened his eyes. He gripped Jackson's shirt, leaning in. "My room. 5 minutes. You're topping." Sehun snapped lowly, and then turned around and walked out of the sports hall.

"Fuck yeah." Jackson whispered under his breath, and then ran out after him.

"Can you believe this?? V made up for all the stuff he did! And now they'll be happy together!" Jimin said with a grin, jumping up. Eka jumped up with him.

"Yes!! I'm so happy for them! Come on, let's dance in victory, they're playing old Katy Perry-" Eka said, gripping Jimin's arm.

Jimin pulled his arm away. "Wait here. I'm just gonna go talk to Rose. She said she wanted to talk to me about something. Who knows, I might get some tonight too," Jimin winked with a grin.

Eka paused. "Y-yeah, totally. Have fun." Eka mumbled with a quick smile, and Jimin nodded eagerly and then turned around to rush away. The moment he left, Eka let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, feeling her stomach turn at Jimin leaving.

Sucks when you have a raging crush on your new best friend.

"Eka?" Jennie's voice came, and Eka looked at her. "Come dance with us," Jennie smiled, and Eka smiled back at her and then rushed up to her, Lisa, and Jisoo- who were all doing some goofy dancing.

"Guess what, bitches?" Bambam yelled loudly, catching the attention of all the people around him. "I'm gay too!"

Everyone sighed, as if to say we know. But before anyone could, Yugyeom walked closer to him and then lifted him up from under his thighs.

"I'm fucking obsessed with you." Yugyeom mumbled, and then they both started making out vigorously, not caring that people were looking at them with concern.

"So, like, everyone's gay? V- V is fucking gay??" Yoongi asked with furrowed brows. Namjoon and Hoseok looked at him for a moment, and then all three heard a scoff.

"Oh shut up, Yoongi. We all remember the time you got high and said you thought Hoseok's dick was nice to look at-" Jin began, and Yoongi's eyes turned red and he jumped on Jin, shutting him up. Namjoon and Hoseok started laughing.

Meanwhile.

Taehyung and Jungkook ran down the hallways towards the stairs. Both ran up the stairs, right to the 4th floor, where they ran to the other end of the hallway and finally reached the art room. Jungkook opened the door hastily and Taehyung walked in as well, closing the door behind him.

The moment they did, Taehyung walked closer to Jungkook and then wrapped his arms around him, closing his eyes and placing his chin on Jungkook's shoulder. Jungkook smiled and hugged Taehyung back, just letting himself go in his warmth.

Jungkook couldn't believe what was happening, he was absolutely sure he was going to wake up any moment now from a dream. But no, it was real. Taehyung, the man he's been wishing was his for ages, finally is his. Jungkook couldn't be happier. Back at the sports hall, after Taehyung asked- Jungkook had frozen in shock.

But the memories of all those sleepless nights he spent in Taehyung's dorm, with both just cuddling and kissing each other softly- Taehyung whispering something dumb about some anime he watched, and Jungkook giggling for ages. Both playing video games till 3 am, both playing dumb games in the back of libraries, both sitting in the art room and crying out their problems.

It reminded Jungkook why he loved Taehyung.

Jungkook saw Taehyung let his arms go and place them on either side of Jungkook, on the table he was leaning on. Jungkook looked at him with a small smile, and then put his hands on Taehyung's waist.

"Y-you love me, Taehyungie?" Jungkook asked with a small tilt of the head. Taehyung smiled.

"So much, my baby." Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook gripped Taehyung's waist tighter, both kissing for a few moments, soft, warm, simple.

Jungkook pulled away, and then nudged Taehyung's nose with his, their proximity close. "I-I-" Jungkook began, and then bit his bottom lip. "I love you too. So fucking much."

Taehyung kissed his bottom lip, and then gripped Jungkook's jaw and kissed him firmly, pressing his tongue into his mouth. Jungkook's tongue danced with his own, and they both let their bodies loose on the tingling feeling. The moonlight shone in an entrancing galactic haze, spreading its light onto the both of the young lovers.

"I'm sorry." Taehyung said when he pulled away, looking into Jungkook's pretty black eyes. "I'm sorry it took me so long to understand myself. To let my fears go. To realise that it's not wrong. I'm sorry-"

"No, no- don't say sorry. Be proud of yourself. You- you should be happy, Taehyung. You're brave, you're confident, you're free. You're taking pride in yourself, and who you love." Jungkook whispered, and then smiled, looking into Taehyung's brown eyes.

"God, you're perfect." Taehyung mumbled, and then picked Jungkook up and placed him onto the table, kissing up at the boy. Jungkook giggled, and then pulled away.

"Enough of the sappy shit- what the hell was that back there?! You said so many things! I'm the prettiest boy ever? I make you feel comfortable? I'm certain you talked about me making you hard at one point??" Jungkook said, and then began giggling while Taehyung groaned.

"I don't know. I just- I remembered that time you came out to your parents, and then the time you came out to everyone else, and each time you were so... confident and sure of yourself, so full of impulse. I let go completely. Started saying a bunch of nonsense-"

"Yeah, you told those poor dudes who were playing music that their trumpet player sucked. They didn't even have a trumpet player-"

Taehyung began laughing and so did Jungkook, both giggling from the adrenaline and joy they felt at that moment. Jungkook touched Taehyung's nose with his.

"Have you forgiven me?" Taehyung asked softly after a bit. Jungkook looked at him.

"Yes. And I'm sorry for not realizing that you actually had feelings for me before, Taehyungie. I just- I was s-scared, you know? I just- I was tired of feeling dumb and naive." Jungkook mumbled, biting the inside of his cheek.

Taehyung cupped Jungkook's jaw. "You're literally the smartest person I know. I love you. Fuck. I'm going to say that to you every chance I get." Taehyung whispered.

"Same. I love you too. But Tae, are you sure you're okay with us being public? If you're not, we can keep it discreet. I won't kiss you in public and stuff, and-"

"No no! Please, I'm fine with it. I swear. It might take some time to adjust to, with the stares and the whispering, but it's fine. Being with you is worth it." Taehyung said, and then smiled at Jungkook who started giggling.

"What?" Taehyung asked, pouting. Jungkook kissed his pout away. "You're such a sappy romantic! I didn't know you were like this, TaeTae. I love it."

"I love you, and- I-I don't know. I guess my sappy self comes out with you, hm?" Taehyung said, wiggling his brows and smirking. Jungkook giggled, putting his hands on Taehyung's face. Taehyung gripped onto his wrists and kissed his palms, making Jungkook laugh harder.

"Ah- oh! One more thing-" Jungkook said, and Taehyung looked up at him. "I've changed, Taehyung. I'm not the same as before." Jungkook said, and Taehyung looked a bit confused.

"What?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook sighed. "I've just been thinking a lot lately, and I've come to the conclusion that I don't want to have sex until I'm married."

Taehyung was frozen for a few seconds, looking at Jungkook. Jungkook blinked. Taehyung gulped, and then leaned up and kissed Jungkook's lips. "That's okay." Taehyung whispered, gripping his waist. "It's okay. I don't wanna rush you. Take your time." Taehyung said, and then kissed Jungkook's jaw. "As long as I still get to cuddle you." Taehyung said, smiling up at the boy.

Jungkook looked at him for a few seconds, and then burst into giggles. "O-oh my god! Taehyungie!! You do care about me!" Jungkook squeaked, and Taehyung frowned.

"I'm kidding, dummy. Obviously, I'm not going to wait till marriage for sex. I'm a whore." Jungkook said point blank.

"My pretty little pamphlet." Taehyung said, and Jungkook laughed at the inside joke. "And, yes, dumbass. Of course I care about you! Did me telling you I'm fucking in love with you not explain that??"

"It did, you dickhead. I was just testing you." Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung sighed, smiling. "I'm so in love with you."

"Stopppp~~~~" Jungkook whined, blushing and putting his hands against his face. Taehyung began tickling his sides and then kissed his neck.

"Does that mean we can make love tonight," Taehyung swooned, and Jungkook grimaced.

"God, you sound like some british dude from the 50's. Also, yes. Yes, we can." Jungkook said, and then jumped off the table and onto Taehyung's arms, but Taehyung didn't catch him in time, and both of them toppled to the floor.

"Jungkook you big baby why the fuck did you jump on me?" Taehyung groaned, and Jungkook straddled him, pinning the boy to the floor and kissing his forehead.

"Gonna give you forehead smooches." Jungkook said cutely.

"It'd be nice if you could give one to my dick," Taehyung scoffed, and then Jungkook looked at him with big eyes. Taehyung's eyes widened.

"Baby I'm joking." Taehyung whispered, sitting up. Jungkook pouted a little, pressing his forehead against Taehyung's. "I'm sorry. I love you."

"I love you too." Jungkook whispered, and then looked at Taehyung. Taehyung kissed his nose.

"I want to fuck you like it's your first time." Taehyung whispered, kissing Jungkook's cheek. "Gonna make you forget about anyone else you've done it with, Kookie. Make you know how much I love you, my baby. Who was your first, anyway?" Taehyung asked, kissing Jungkook's collarbone.

Jungkook paused. He looked at Taehyung for a few seconds, and then gulped. "Oh, it was this guy." Jungkook mumbled, and Taehyung kissed his chin while looking up at him. "This- um- this guys who plays football."

"What?" Taehyung asked, frowning. "Guy who plays football, and- um- was kind of a dick at the time."

"You sound like you're describing me." Taehyung said.

"I am describing you."

"Yes but I asked who your first time was, not your best time-" Taehyung began with a snicker, and then froze.

Jungkook kept silent, but saw Taehyung's eyes grow wide. "Don't tell me I was your first," Taehyung let out softly. Jungkook gulped.

"D-don't be mad at me. I just- I-I didn't think you needed to know." Jungkook squeaked, toying with his fingers. Taehyung gripped his waist tightly.

"I'm not mad! But- but I- damnnit. I was the first person you had sex with? Oh, Kookie- I-I was so rough with you! You should've told me," Taehyung said.

"But you wouldn't have had sex with me if I'd had told you. And I really wanted to have sex with you. Plus, I'd done fucked myself on a dildo the summer before." Jungkook explained.

"Okay first of all- that imagery is really doing things to me. Secondly- what!! No, I would've totally been soft! N-now it feels like some random guy took your virginity and didn't even do it nicely." Taehyung mumbled, looking away.

"A random guy whose lap I'm sitting in right now. We're literally boyfriends, dumbass." Jungkook said, and Taehyung looked up at him.

"Can I ask something?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook nodded. "How many guys did you have sex with? I-I mean, after we ended stuff the first time? Because you mentioned a lot, and-"

"None." Jungkook said, and then blushed, looking down. "I m-made stuff up. I was just upset that you'd slept with so many girls, s-so..." Jungkook trailed, biting his lip.

"You had sex with Sehun, right?" Taehyung asked.

"Only three times. The first time I moaned your name, the second time I rode him and he only came when I touched his nipples, and the third time- I didn't even cum, so-"

"Ew. Gross. Hope he burns." Taehyung snapped with a frown. Jungkook giggled. "Kidding. But he's the worst. Anyways! We should go back to my dorm so I can make sweet, sweet lovin' to you," Taehyung growled, and Jungkook grimaced again, ruffling Taehyung's hair.

"Gross!!!" Jungkook whined, and then got off Taehyung's lap. Taehyung watched as Jungkook crawled to the corner of the art room, where a small pillow was against the wall, and there was a blanket on the floor. Jungkook was on his hands and knees, butt facing Taehyung.

"Check this out! I painted on this pillow on my first year here," Jungkook chimed, and Taehyung hummed, not able to keep his eyes off Jungkook's ass. Jungkook turned his head to look at Taehyung, and saw the glazed look on his face.

"We should go to your dorm," Jungkook agreed, but Taehyung moved forward, turning Jungkook around and pinning the boy against the wall, both sitting. Taehyung crawled between his legs, gripping his thighs.

"Hmm," Taehyung whispered, and then began kisisng Jungkook softly. Jungkook hummed into the kiss, feeling Taehyung lick his bottom lip, the kiss warm and wet. Jungkook could only see Taehyung's eyes in the dark of the room.

"C-can you turn that switch on," Jungkook said, pointing to the switch Taehyung could reach to. Taehyung turned it on, and then gasped when a small lamp turned on beside the both of them, giving a warm orange glow.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung. "We should really go back to your dorm," Jungkook said, and Taehyung took his suit jacket off, chucking it to the side. He took Jungkook's floral one off too, chucking it away as well. Jungkook reached up, unbuttoning Taehyung's shirt.

"We'll leave in a minute," Taehyung mumbled, and then Jungkook opened his shirt, revealing his bare toned chest. Jungkook bit his lip at the sight. Taehyung unbuttoned Jungkook's shirt and took it off completely, throwing it behind him.

Both kissed. Jungkook's trousers came off while Taehyung's white shirt fell off from his back. Both kissed some more. Jungkook glared holes into Taehyung's trousers, which Taehyung tsked at and then took off as well. Both kissed again and more. Boxers came off.

Taehyung kissed his lips. He pulled away, and then breathed out softly. "You're so beautifu-"

Jungkook began giggling. Taehyung looked at him, and saw the boy's face red, knees getting tucked up to his chest. Taehyung frowned. "Why're you laughing?"

"B-because- I'm sorry- it's just- we're naked, but we both still have our socks on, and-"

"Fuck you. Literally, this was so romantic and going so well. You ruined it."

"Taehyung you have little burgers on your mint green socks!"

"I hate you. I'm not taking them off."

"Taehyung!!!" Jungkook whined, and then threw his head back, laughing. "B-babe I just- you're saying hot things, but- but your fucking socks-"

"You know what, now I don't want to have sex before marriage," Taehyung mumbled angrily while taking his socks off. Jungkook brought his knees to his chest, giggling into them.

"Sorry..." Jungkook said. Taehyung looked at him, and then saw how Jungkook having his knees to his chest revealed his pretty little entrance. Taehyung crawled up to him again, and then pressed his thumb against his hole, making Jungkook squeak out.

"Real giggly today, baby boy." Taehyung said, and couldn't help but smile when Jungkook flushed red, eyes growing big. Taehyung reached closer to him. They hadn't had sex in ages, and before, Taehyung was a little mean, used to growl into his ear and put bruises down his hips. But now, he couldn't bring that part out. He just got lost in Jungkook's eyes, and then brought himself forward and began kissing the boy.

Jungkook grew needier as Taehyung kissed him, gripped onto Taehyung's shoulders and let Taehyung fuck his tongue into his mouth. Jungkook took it with ease, and then opened his eyes and looked at Taehyung. Taehyung pulled away. Jungkook touched his nose with his own. "F-fuck me, please please-"

"Yeah. Fuck. Okay. God, I've been dreaming about this." Taehyung mumbled, kissing the back of Jungkook's thigh. While doing that, Taehyung got distracted and gripped both of Jungkook's legs and placed them against the boy's chest, nibbling onto the back of Jungkook's thighs.

"Nngh- T-Tae!" Jungkook let out, feeling Taehyung's hot lips sucking at his thighs, surely making hickies that would look heavenly the next morning. Jungkook gripped onto the boy's hair, and then gasped out when Taehyung striped his tongue across his hole.

"Fuck!" Jungkook let out, eyes going wide. Taehyung began licking his hole eagerly, pressing his tongue in and mouthing at his rim. Jungkook's eyes watered a bit, cock now hard and heavy against his stomach. He was still sitting up against the wall, the pillow against his back.

Taehyung pulled away, and then looked at Jungkook. "Fuck baby," Taehyung let out, breathless. "I don't have condoms or lube on me. We might need to go back to my dorm-"

"No!" Jungkook cried, trembling. "Please. Need it. Now." Jungkook stammered. Taehyung sat up, and then his eyes trailed to a shelf on the side, and he picked something out.

"Will paint work?"

"Taehyung what the fuck."

"It's not my fault you asked me to fuck you unannounced! I don't have lube! We need that! We're dudes!" Taehyung snapped at him.

"I think that's been made more than fucking clear with how hard our cocks are right now! And no, I'm not letting you put yellow paint inside my asshole-"

"It's not yellow-" Taehyung said, and then leaned forward and kissed Jungkook. Jungkook kissed him back, and then Taehyung pulled away. "It's clear and glittery."

Jungkook grabbed the bottle from him, and then looked at it. He then looked at Taehyung. Jungkook looked back at the bottle. He looked back at Taehyung. "It is silicon paint... more oil based... it should be fine...." Jungkook murmured,

Taehyung grinned, but then he leaned down and kissed Jungkook's forehead. "We still don't have a condom, so-"

"Do it raw." Jungkook whispered. Taehyung looked at him with widened eyes.

"Are you clean?"

"Yes." Jungkook whispered. Taehyung's eyes glinted. "I-I went to the doctor in winter break for a check up and it's safe for me to- oh my fucking god." Taehyung said lowly, and then looked down and saw Jungkook's hand around his cock.

"Do you love me?" Jungkook asked, batting his lashes.

"Yes."

"Then fuck me."

"Absolutely." Taehyung whispered, and then opened the bottle of paint, placing it beside Jungkook's hip. Taehyung began kissing Jungkook, lips pressed together slowly, taking each other in. Taehyung kissed down Jungkook's chin, and then down Jungkook's chest. When Taehyung reached further down, his breath hitched.

"Tae?" Jungkook asked, and then felt Taehyung grip his waist tightly.

"I love you so much." Taehyung whispered, and then kissed Jungkook's stomach. Taehyung closed his eyes, kissing all over Jungkook's tummy. "So so so much. I'll never ever hurt you again."

Jungkook felt his heart racing fast, felt his insides curling at the mere sight. "D-Damn it, Tae! I trust you. I love you." Jungkook bubbled, and Taehyung gave one last kiss to his tummy, and then looked up.

"I know this is a serious, sentimental moment," Taehyung whispered. "But damn, babe. Your abs are looking tight as fuck-"

"I'll let you cum on them some other time. Now fuck me~" Jungkook groaned, and Taehyung snickered and then reached down, wrapping his lips around Jungkook's dick.

Jungkook whimpered, mouth opening as Taehyung pumped his lips around Jungkook's member. Taehyung sucked hard, and then popped his mouth out, smiling up at Jungkook. "Look I sucked your dick without being weird about it."

"Aw, babe. I'm so proud of you." Jungkook said, ruffling his hair. Taehyung laughed, and then felt Jungkook's hand on his bandana. Taehyung felt Jungkook feeling the material of his bandana, and then heard him let out a whimper.

"Are you getting turned on by my bandana?"

"I've always had a kink for it, Tae. Shut up. I've wanted you to tie my hands and legs and blindfold my eyes and gag me with all your bandanas while you fuck me." Jungkook said, words soft.

Taehyung's eyes widened. "I'm so fucking hard right now."

"I never told you. Thought it'd freak you out." Jungkook murmured. "Plus, I didn't want you having that kind of power over me. But now, I want you to-"

"S-shut up, don't say it. I'll cum." Taehyung said, and then lifted Jungkook's thighs up. Taehyung pulled the boy towards him, so Jungkook was lying down, head on the pillow. Taehyung dipped two fingers into the paint, and then brought his fingers out, reaching between Jungkook's thighs.

Taehyung looked down at Jungkook and pressed one finger in slowly. Jungkook gripped Taehyung's arms. "Fuck. It's so warm."

"Like your ass."

Jungkook sat up and kissed Taehyung really hard, gripping his jaw. Taehyung kissed him back and then felt his inside with his finger. Jungkook kissed his plump lips and then felt Taehyung press another finger in.

"You're so tight," Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook looked into Taehyung's big brown eyes.

"You're so beautiful." Jungkook replied. Taehyung blushed, and then curled his fingers inside Jungkook, making Jungkook squeak out a whimper.

Taehyung rocked his two fingers into his boy while looking up at him, taking in the way the light of the moon and the hue of the lamp met on his pale skin to form a beautiful infusion. "My beautiful baby." Taehyung whispered, kissing Jungkook's lips.

"I've kissed you-" Jungkook said, and then kissed Taehyung again. "-like 80 times in the past hour."

"It's for those weeks when I missed out." Taehyung said, and then kissed Jungkook's neck. "Had to see you kissing that other bitch-"

"T-Tae-" Jungkook whined out, feeling a third finger slide in comfortably, reaching up to the other two fingers and dragging up and down slowly, opening him up. "Don't t-talk about him."

Taehyung opened him up, and then slowly dragged his three fingers out, resting them on Jungkook's thigh. Jungkook looked down and saw how Taehyung's fingers were glittering. Taehyung slid his fingers into the bottle of paint again- taking out a gallop of it and then placing it down on his cock.

"This is weird."

"I know. We're weird." Taehyung said, and then laughed at how Jungkook giggled. "Oh well. Might as well start with a bang."

Taehyung pressed Jungkook against the corner wall, his back against it, sitting on the pillow. The blanket they sat on was some sort of tapestry, painted by another student. Oops. Taehyung lathered his cock with the paint, and then smiled at Jungkook.

Jungkook blushed at his mere smile. "W-what?" Jungkook squeaked, blinking his big eyes.

"I'm just- I'm so happy," Taehyung said, and then giggled when Jungkook kissed his nose. "With my baby on my lap and paint on my dick."

"Hm?" Jungkook said, throwing his arms over Taehyung's shoulders. Jungkook smiled, looking into his eyes. "I love you so much. You're so cute."

"I love you, baby. You're literally the most beautiful person-" Taehyung stammered, and then Jungkook put his hand on Taehyung's hard cock, leading him to his hole. "Fuck. You're so fucking gorgeous-" Taehyung said, and both his and Jungkook's breath hitched when Taehyung entered him.

"Fuck," Taehyung let out at how Jungkook felt raw. He'd never fucked anyone raw before. Jungkook let his mouth fall open, tightening his arms around Taehyung's neck. He knew Sehun was smaller than Taehyung by length, but by width too, apparently.

Taehyung pushed in a little more, and Jungkook looked down at Taehyung, realised he was completely against the wall now, ass lifted up, legs wrapped around Taehyung's waist. Taehyung was on his knees, holding Jungkook up.

"F-fuck- Tae!" Jungkook cried, feeling Taehyung go in further. "Ah- a-ah- you- you're s-so-" Jungkook stammered, and Taehyung kissed his lips. Both kissed messily, like teenagers do, but they got so tangled at the moment that both weren't bothered. Just the touch of the other's lips was enough.

Jungkook's eyes were wide and teary as Taehyung fucked into him, his cheeks bright pink, princess lips wide open. Taehyung pressed his lips against Jungkook's and moaned out when he felt Jungkook's warm, swole insides. Taehyung felt like he was drowning in velvet.

"T-Taehyungie-" Jungkook squeaked out, tears in his eyes spilling onto his bottom lashes. Taehyung gripped him tightly, so tightly pressed against him that there was no space left to breathe. Taehyung kissed his mouth warmly, and then bottomed out in him.

Jungkook let out a loud, pitched moan when he felt Taehyung's cock slam into his prostate. Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung tightly, foreheads pressed together as Taehyung slammed into him again. "Taehyung- T-Taehyung- fuck- T-Taehyungie-"

"So- so fucking perfect. You're fucking perfection, Jungkook. You're everything and- and s-so much more- fuck," Taehyung gritted out when Jungkook clenched around his cock. Taehyung suddenly gripped Jungkook tightly and pulled back to lay Jungkook down on the floor.

Jungkook looked up at Taehyung while breathing heavily, and then felt Taehyung begin to ram into him rhythmically. "I love y-you-" Taehyung let out through every thrust. Jungkook had his hands in Taehyung's hair, both their bodies sweating, touching, every part of them controlled by the other.

It was amazing, better than anything they'd ever done, more meaningful, more important, more perfect than anything the other had ever felt. Their chests flushed, their insides contracting, their hearts beating fast. Taehyung had never felt this way while looking into someone's eyes. Never felt so weak yet powerful while fucking someone.

Jungkook began crying when Taehyung started fucking into him fast and hard. Taehyung kissed his tears away. "It's okay. My baby, you're taking it so well. Taking me so well. You're so- so good-"

Jungkook unknowingly scratched his nails down Taehyung's muscled back, and Taehyung husked more praise into Jungkook's ear, fucking him harder, until they both peaked.

"K-kiss me-" Jungkook squeaked, and Taehyung pressed their lips together, both getting tangled in one another. Jungkook melted into the kiss, and Taehyung lost himself in Jungkook. Both kissed with open mouths- and just one more thrust, and-

Both came at the same time, eyes widened, breathing heavily, mouths still pressed together, still holding each other, still feeling every crevice of one another's bodies, minds. Taehyung spilled into Jungkook, his cum filling the boy up. Jungkook sniffled, never having felt something like this before.

Taehyung didn't pull out just yet, he took a few seconds to take in Jungkook's sight. "You look so fucking beautiful," Taehyung whispered out, seeing the tear paths down his cheeks, knowing they were made out of pleasure, not sadness. Seeing his damp lips, his reddened cheeks, his doe eyes. "I-I don't know how I got so lucky."

"I do." Jungkook whispered, and then slowly felt Taehyung pulling out of him. "It's because you're so beautiful too," Jungkook whispered, nudging their noses. "My baby." Jungkook said, and Taehyung flushed.

Taehyung slowly pulled his cock out and then saw how the cum and paint dripped down his thigh. Taehyung's cock was coated with glitter. Their hands, too. Taehyung noticed how sleepy Jungkook looked- and instantly sat him up.

"No, baby. We need to go back and shower." Taehyung said. Jungkook shook his head. Taehyung tsked, kissing his cheek. "Come on, Kookie. You'll get all sticky and icky."

"Wanna be sticky icky." Jungkook squeaked, eyes closed. Taehyung shook his head. "No, you don't. Come on, I'll take care of you, baby boy." Taehyung said, lifting Jungkook's naked body up.

Taehyung placed Jungkook down on the table. He pulled his own boxers and trousers back on, and then pulled Jungkook's boxers on for him. Jungkook whined, not letting Taehyung put his trousers on. Taehyung sighed, but just put the floral suit jacket on the boy.

Taehyung wrapped his own suit jacket around his waist and put the white shirt on, not bothering to button it. Taehyung cleaned up the corner of the art room a bit, and then looked at Jungkook, who was practically asleep.

Taehyung turned around, facing his back to Jungkook. "On my back." Taehyung said, and Jungkook flopped his arms around Taehyung's shoulders. Taehyung grabbed Jungkook by the back of his thighs and picked him up, giving him a piggy back ride.

"Mmm... got paint in my butt," Jungkook said, and then giggled drowsily. Taehyung felt a kiss get planted on his left cheek. "Painter butter."

Taehyung carried the boy down the hallway, and then down the stairs, where Jungkook kept giggling every step down. They finally reached the last step on the floor of their dorms, and then placed Jungkook down. "Stop being so loud! We're way past curfew-"

"You're being loud!! Carry me back-"

"No. We're almost there."

"Meanie. Sehun would've carried me." Jungkook said, and Taehyung instantly picked Jungkook up bridal style, and Jungkook started giggling loudly, hitting Taehyung's chest, and-

"Ahem." A voice came, and both boys turned and saw a teacher. Ms. Yang, their fucking math teacher. Shit. Taehyung and Jungkook widened their eyes, and Taehyung put Jungkook down. Jungkook, who was just in boxers, hid behind Taehyung, blushing.

"H-hi Ms. Yang." Taehyung whispered. Ms. Yang raised her greying eyebrow at the boys. "We were. Um. Just... hanging out?" Taehyung tried saying. He knew that she knew that the two had sex.

"Right." Ms. Yang said. Jungkook hid behind Taehyung, blushing brightly. He was one of her best students for fucks sake. This was embarrassing. "You two are way past curfew. And not wearing all your clothes."

"I-it's all thanks to you that we got together, Ms. Yang!" Taehyung blurted, trying to make her mood better. "You made Jungkook tutor me, and- and then we fell in love. Thank you."

Jungkook hid his face in Taehyung's back. Taehyung gulped. Ms. Yang looked unimpressed for a few seconds, but then let out a little laugh. "Youthful love is a wonderful thing, boys. Don't let it go too easily." She said, and then walked past them.

Both boys widened their eyes, looking at each other. "I'll let you go for tonight. But I'm expecting A's for the next test." Ms. Yang said, and Jungkook and Taehyung smiled.

"Thank you, Ms. Yang!" Jungkook said excitedly, and then both ran towards Taehyung's dorm, giggling. They reached Taehyung's dorm and got inside quickly, closing the door.

"I love her." Jungkook said, grinning. "We need to shower." Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded. Both stripped out of all their clothes again and headed for the shower.

In the shower, Jungkook leaned against his boyfriend while his boyfriend washed his hair. Then his boyfriend fingered the cum and paint out of his ass and washed him up. And then Jungkook washed his boyfriend's hair and god fucking damn Jungkook loved calling Taehyung his boyfriend.

Once they were both done, they dried up and headed for the bed. Both flopped onto the bed, Jungkook in Taehyung's shirt, and Taehyung in his boxers. Taehyung kissed Jungkook with a smile, and Jungkook kissed him back.

"Best. Day. Ever."

"Agreed." Jungkook said, and Taehyung nudged their noses together. "I can't even fall asleep. I'm so excited."

"You're so cute." Jungkook pouted. "And so hot. And so cute and so hot and I love you so much." Jungkook said, kissing his cheeks. Taehyung threw his arm over Jungkook's waist, kissing his cheek back.

"I'm so glad I had sex with Sehun." Jungkook said after a bit of silence.

Taehyung blinked. "Hey, so, no offence, but you're like really bad with this name thing-"

"No no, I mean him. I'm glad I had sex with him." Jungkook said, and Taehyung frowned. Jungkook cupped Taehyung's jaw. "Because it made having sex with you so much better."

"Next time lead with that," Taehyung said, and Jungkook giggled, kissing Taehyung's nose. Jungkook turned over, letting Taehyung spoon him. Taehyung let his hand splay onto Jungkook's tummy, kissing the side of Jungkook's neck.

"I love you, Jeon Jungkookie." Taehyung said softly, and Jungkook flushed bright in his hold, big eyes blinking.

So fucking surreal. "I love you too, Kim Taehyungie." Jungkook replied, and then felt Taehyung tuck his chin onto Jungkook's shoulder. Jungkook put his hand on top of Taehyung's, and both boys felt their eyes drift close.

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〚THIRTY NINE〛

Jungkook got confronted by Hoseok, Yoongi, and Namjoon a week later.

He was in the library during the study period, listening to Dolly Parton while doing math homework. Because nothing solved calculus like some good old country music! He was halfway done when he heard a clearing of a throat.

"Jeon." A voice came abruptly, and Jungkook took his earphone out and looked up, raising his eyebrow when he saw the three boys. Namjoon in his glasses, Yoongi with his disheveled shirt sticking out of his trousers, and Hoseok looking slightly nervous.

"What?" Jungkook asked, voice flat.

With everything that had been going on so far in the school year, three of his best friends suddenly shunning him and pretending like he never existed was one of the worst. He was close to them. Maybe not how close he was to Jimin, but it still counted.

They ate lunch together every single day. Jungkook used to help Yoongi with his Chemistry assignments. Hoseok used to call Jungkook 'Kookie Boy' and always grin when Jungkook scowled. Namjoon used to help Jungkook with his English homework, always ruffling his hair afterward.

To just... ignore him like that. To completely push him away and even actively make homophobic remarks towards him. It sucked.

"We wanted to talk to you." Hoseok stated, and Jungkook saw the orange haired boy and then bit his lip.

"Okay..." Jungkook trailed and then saw Namjoon sigh. "Jungkook- we came here to apologize. About being so... rude about the gay thing."

Jungkook stilled. He looked at them with widened eyes. Hoseok nodded. "We were assholes to you. You don't deserve that, Jungkook! I've been wanting to apologize for ages, honestly. It just... it occurred to us suddenly how badly we fucked up." Hoseok mumbled.

"Why now?" Jungkook asked, and then saw Yoongi give him a look.

"Yesterday at football practice- one of the guys made a homophobic comment towards Sehun. Sehun didn't say anything, but V got really mad and yelled at everyone. Said stuff about how we were being ignorant and shouldn't make jokes like these." Yoongi said, hands in pockets.

Jungkook stilled. "Oh." Jungkook said, looking down at his notebook.

"We're sorry. Truly. Jin also kind of beat our ass." Namjoon said, and Jungkook bubbled out a giggle. "So yeah. We don't expect you to forgive us-"

"I don't. Not instantly. But- but people make mistakes. And you guys are still young, so the earlier you decide to change, the better." Jungkook said, giving the boys a small smile. Hoseok and Namjoon smiled brightly, while Yoongi just gave him a small smile. "I forgive you guys."

"Yay!" Hoseok said, and then jumped into the seat beside him, startling Jungkook. "You look bored as fuck doing maths. Let me show you this new track the three of us have been working on-" Hoseok said, taking his phone out.

"You guys do music now?" Jungkook gasped, grinning. It made him realize he hadn't had a proper conversation with them for months. Random small words exchanged during classes and football practice didn't count.

"Yeah! We rap." Namjoon said, and Jungkook giggled. "Or at least we try to." Yoongi added.

"I'm sure you're great! Let me hear it-" Jungkook said, and then got lost in mindless chatter with the boys.

///

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eka11 @jiminpark "straight"

oohsehun wow

kth_v @oohsehun ?

minahearts you look so good 😍

eka11 v is so fucking hot

jeonjungkooks eka thats literally mex

eka11 mine too jungkook u aint special

jiminpark yall weird as fuck

jiminpark but he's hot tho mmm im straight but wow

jeonjungkooks why tf did sehun comment 'wow'

eka11 because he has eyes

jiminpark yah no offence i know u hate v or whatever but like damn must've been fun having sex with him

eka11 it really was

jeonjungkooks yeah

jeonjungkooks anyways u guys are the worst best friends why are you bringing up how good my 'ex' looks when im BOYCOTTING him

jiminpark sorry 👉🏻👈🏻

eka11 was he fun to top

jeonjungkooks i didnt?? top him?? why would i? im a Bottom 😙

jiminpark i know i saw the disposable vaginal douche in the garbage

eka11 omg i use that

jeonjungkooks omg wig

eka11 anyways wbk you're a bottom hows sehun been... is he still like 'fuck me daddy i'll be ur good little boy and take ur fat cock'

jeonjungkooks sehun has never said those words ever in his entire existence in humanity

jeonjungkooks and anyways idk we haven't had sex for a while

jiminpark 👀

jeonjungkooks like it just gets awkward so i just suck him off or something :/

eka11 no offense but why are u still dating him

eka11 he deadass cheated on u lmaooo

jiminpark didnt u cheat on like all of your boyfriends

eka11 this isnt about me

jeonjungkooks because he came over after that whole fiasco and i was crying he kind of comforted me and stuff and kept apologizing he told me that he was scared i dont like him back

jiminpark you dont

jeonjungkooks and idk i just had some fam issues so i was being mean to everyone sorry <3

eka11 its okay bby

eka11 but break up with sehun

jeonjungkooks i dont want to hurt him again! wait he texted me one sec

oohsehun babe there's a spring prom coming up omg lets go! matching clothes and all

jeonjungkooks we'll get bullied

oohsehun true

jeonjungkooks but sure sehunnie <3

oohsehun <3 <3 <3

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"10-minute water break!" Coach announced, and the boys scurried off the field and towards the benches to go drink water. Taehyung heard him, but didn't care. He glared at the red circle on the goal post in front of him. He needed to hit the target at least once.

Taehyung hit the ball hard, fast. All the boys watched as the ball went straight towards the center of the goal, but missed the target by half an inch. The boys all gasped at how close he was, but Taehyung groaned to himself, crouching down and breathing heavily.

"V go get water. Don't exert yourself," Coach said, and Taehyung grumbled under his breath and stood up to walk over to the benches. The boys were all talking. Taehyung picked his water bottle and squeezed it tightly, squirting the water into his mouth.

"That's what good pussy tastes like."

"God, shut up." Taehyung begged Jackson, who huffed and turned away.

"Are you guys going for that Spring Prom shit?" Yoongi asked the guys, who hummed, some sounding annoyed. "Yeah. My girlfriend's making me. I rather stay in and fuck, but-"

"Tell me about it, bro. Talked to this girl one fucking time and suddenly I'm her boyfriend. She's making me go too. But we might have sex after, so I'm doing it." Another guy said.

"I'm going with Jungkook." Sehun said off-handedly, looking into space. Taehyung ignored how those simple words made it feel like someone straight up STABBED him.

"Dude... y'know ever since I've stopped thinking being gay was weird.... I realized liking dudes isn't much different than liking girls. Like, there are some dudes who are like... hella cute and shit. But I don't wanna date 'em. Y'know?" Jackson voiced. The boys snickered, some grimaced as if saying we don't know.

"You're probably just bicurious." Taehyung mumbled, and the guys looked at him, saw him wiping his sweat off with a towel. "Like you're straight but are into having sex with dudes too."

"Woah. That's a thing? Holy shit, I've been confused as fuck these past few weeks." Jackson gasped, and Taehyung hummed.

Sehun suddenly got up and left. Taehyung ignored him. He heard a gasp. "What does it mean if I like dick in my mouth?"

"You're fucking gay Bambam."

"Would you guys ever hook up with a dude? Like, for experimentation and shit?" Namjoon asked.

Jimin hummed. "Yeah. I wouldn't mind. How do I know I don't like it if I've never tried it?"

"Just like I know I wouldn't like your mom's pussy in my face."

"Fuck you."

"I guess I'd only hook up with a dude if I was really really into him. Not just like that." Mark mumbled, sounding weary.

"What about you, V?" Jin asked, looking at him. Taehyung looked at him, casually. He opened his mouth to speak. Right when he was about to-

"Guys Jungkook got us cookies," Sehun said brightly.

Taehyung didn't hear. "Nah I'd never fuck a dude. That's fucking gay, bro. I'm not into that kind of-"

Jimin coughed VERY loudly. Taehyung turned and saw Jungkook right behind him. Taehyung widened his eyes.

"Oh." Taehyung let out. Jungkook looked in disbelief. Taehyung's breath hitched. "Hey, um-"

"Seriously?" Jungkook asked, voice small. "Still?"

"Jungkook-" Taehyung tried, but Jungkook just snickered humorlessly and then moved away from Taehyung, grabbing Sehun.

"Meet me after practice." Jungkook said softly, and then kissed him on the mouth and turned around by the hell, walking away. Taehyung saw him walking away and sighed.

Jimin walked up to Taehyung after Sehun walked away, oblivious. Jimin looked at Taehyung. "How the fuck do you further fuck up something already so fucked up?"

"I don't know." Taehyung breathed out, and Jimin just shook his head, letting the boy deal with this mess himself. Taehyung saw Jungkook walk off the field as if he was disappointed, but not surprised.

"Boys, back on the field. Last one here has to take 3 laps-" Coach began, and all the boys got up and ran. Taehyung walked slowly, knowing he'd end up doing laps anyway because he stays back after practice to practice more these days.

"Okay boys. We've been target practicing to perfect our kick. And, I'll be honest, ya'll suck." Coach said, and the boys hung their heads low. "Like WOW. None of you hit the target even ONCE."

Taehyung pushed past the group of boys huddled in a circle and faced the open goal post which had the red circle in front of it. Still? Jungkook's words rang in his head. Taehyung saw the ball in front of it, and then took a few steps back.

Taehyung clenched his jaw and locked his ankle, eyes boring into the ball in front of him. He took a chaste step forward, hitting his planter foot to the right of the ball. His foot needed to control how the ball moved, rather than letting the ball control his foot-

Taehyung kicked the ball forcefully, feeling the power gliding smoothly down his calf to his foot as it merged with the ball and sent it spiralling towards the net. It hit the target perfectly.

The boys saw that and started clapping and shouting, some telling the coach that he took the L. Coach watched Taehyung and smirked, and Taehyung turned around and saw the boys.

"You're seriously as good as the pros," Youngjae said excitedly.

"We're so going to win our next match!" Hoseok said, jumping up and down.

Sehun suddenly shouted. Everyone froze and looked at him. Sehun groaned, putting his hands on his face.

"What're you doing, Coach?" Sehun asked, voice low. "Why'd you make me Captain?" Sehun asked wearily. Everyone widened their eyes, and Taehyung tensed.

"You alright kid?" Coach asked, and Sehun shook his head. He shook his head and then reached his hands behind his back and took his jersey off. He took the red material off and then chucked it on the floor.

"I don't want to be captain anymore. Not when V's clearly so much fucking better than me. It's not fair to him nor to the team." Sehun snapped, and Taehyung was frozen, eyes wide.

"Oh." Taehyung breathed out. Sehun was shirtless now, and breathed heavily. "I don't want to take something away from someone if it clearly belongs to them. And the position of Captain clearly belongs to you," Sehun said, and picked his jersey up and handed it to Taehyung.

"This is... really. Really fucking sick, dude." Taehyung said softly, in awe. "Fuck. I could kiss you right now." Taehyung grumbled to himself.

"R-really?" Sehun asked, eyes growing wide, glittering, cheeks turning a bit pink. Taehyung frowned at that.

"What? No. It was a fucking hyperbole- anyways! Thank you, Sehun. But I don't think Coach can-" Taehyung began, and then he heard a groan.

"Come on, coach! V should be Captain again! He's nice now, too! He apologised to Youngjae."

"He did WHAT?! Holy shit, he has changed!" Coach gasped, and then looked at Taehyung, who was gulping. "Look, kid. I have to discuss this with the principal-"

"Becoming Captain would help me get into a good school, coach." Taehyung said softly, hands coiled, eyes big. He reminded the coach of the kid he met four years ago, with ruffled brown hair and big brown saddened eyes, just sticking through because of the determination and passion he had for football.

"Jeez. Okay, um- I'll hold a vote tomorrow. After discussing it with the principal." Coach promised, patting Taehyung's back. "Now get back to practice!"

Taehyung smiled, and looked at Sehun, snickering. "You taking your shirt off was useless, by the way. This jersey has your name on it. Plus I still have my Captain's jersey-"

"It still made the statement though- you can't deny that." Sehun said, and then tugged his jersey back on.

"Thanks." Taehyung mumbled, looking away. He could never looked someone in the eyes while saying something nice to them.

"No problem. Consider it an apology for what I did... before." Sehun mumbled, and then chuckled awkwardly and ran away, flustered. Taehyung sighed to himself, coiling his fists.

I'm in love with your boyfriend, Taehyung wanted to shout out. But he didn't. Instead, he felt something. Certain confident courage he'd always had coursing through his veins.

///

"I'm sorry," Taehyung said two days later to Jungkook, who he found alone in the washroom, standing in front of the mirror.

"I'm not the person you should be apologizing to." Jungkook said softly, and then turned around and walked away- and that was the only interaction they had.

And then two days after that, Taehyung lifted his head up and saw Jungkook standing in front of his food table.

"Yourself. Apologize to yourself." Jungkook stated simply. Taehyung was confused, but Jungkook turned around and left, leaving him like that, with only those few words to hang on by.

The week passed like that. With a certain fog in Taehyung's mind. He thought about what Jungkook said. Apologize to yourself. He didn't quite understand. He wanted to know more, but Jungkook did tell him to leave him alone.

Taehyung saw Jungkook by the lockers and walked up to him, opening the locker beside him (even though it was Yoongi's, but, whatever) and hesitated.

"Why can't things go back to normal?" Taehyung asked aloud.

"I don't know what normal is with you." Jungkook said, and then walked past him. Taehyung closed his locker in front of him, leaning against it and sighing out.

Their next conversation was the night before the prom.

"Will you ever forgive me for hurting you?" Taehyung asked, standing by the water fountain. Jungkook was also by the water fountain, and Taehyung saw his fingers tighten around the ceramic sink.

"I already have." Jungkook breathed out softly, and then leaned down to the water fountain to get water between his pretty lips.

"Why're you with Sehun?" Taehyung asked, puzzled, leaning against the pillar which was attached to the water fountain/

"I like him."

"You don't."

"You sound quite certain for someone who's so shit with their feelings." Jungkook said sharply, and then brought his head up to look at Taehyung, who had a blank expression on his face. "Sorry," Jungkook said quicker, turning around and walking away, again.

The night of the prom arrived.

Taehyung stood in front of his mirror, looking at himself. He was wearing a white shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows, making his veins prominent. Along with that, he wore black trousers. It was simple, but honestly, he was only going because Yoongi promised he'd give him weed after.

He heard a sharp knock on the door. Taehyung was confused as to who would come to his dorm, and opened the door, and saw Eka and Jimin. Taehyung's eyebrow rose at them.

"You guys look good. Shit, is it so fancy?" Taehyung asked, annoyed. Eka was wearing a tight silver dress, short and lifting her boobs up, her eyeliner sharp and lipstick black. Jimin had his hair swept back, showing his forehead. He was wearing a red suit.

"It is. You're not wearing that." Eka said, turning Taehyung around and pushing him into his bedroom.

"I literally don't give a fuck about this prom. I'm single and sad and want to get high." Taehyung protested.

"What the fuck is on your head," Jimin stated while looking up at Taehyung. Taehyung sighed. "It's a Gucci headband. I like wasting my dad's money."

"Understandable. Put this on." Eka said, having opened Taehyung's closet and taken out a black suit jacket. She handed it to Taehyung, who rolled his eyes and shrugged the suit jacket on.

"Here." Jimin said, picking out a Rolex watch from his desk and handing it to him. Taehyung wrapped it around his wrist, and then snickered to himself. "What?" Jimin asked, and Taehyung shook his head.

("You look hot as fuck in a suit." Jungkook said, eyes wide as he wrung his fingers around Taehyung's wrist. "C-can you fuck me with it on?"

"I can and I will.")

"Nothing. Just reminiscing the past." Taehyung said, and Eka huffed. "Dramatic bitch. Now come on." Eka said, walking out of Taehyung's dorm.

"You look hot as fuck, Eka." Taehyung said, putting his hands in his pocket. "In a friend kinda way."

"Thanks. I know." Eka said, and Taehyung snickered. Jimin eyed him and glared. Taehyung rolled his eyes.

They walked to the sports hall, where the Spring Prom was taking place. The student council went overboard with this Prom stuff. Decorating the hallways weeks before. Putting big banners which said 'SPRING PROM!' on them. Announcing it every goddamn day on the speakers.

When they walked into the sports hall, they saw it completely decorated. The sides of the walls were lined with paper mache trees which had pink blossoms on it. It looked pretty. Taehyung couldn't remember what the room looked like before, in fact. The tables on the side were lined with food and drinks. No alcohol, but someone always snuck it in. Teachers stood by the side, talking to themselves and looking around to make sure no one was doing anything wrong. There was a stage against the wall, some music nerds standing on it, playing music for the event. Everyone who went to the school was there, practically. People were dancing, talking with their friends, or just having a good time.

"Wow," Eka murmered, and the three walked into the room, looking around. Taehyung was bored already. "Why'd you guys come to my room by the way? Did you, like, know I was going to underdress?"

"No. You've just been upset for the past few... weeks. We were making sure you were actually coming. Yoongi told us about how he made you believe he had weed-"

"He was lying? Motherfucker. I'm leaving." Taehyung said, turning around sharply. The moment he did, he froze.

Jungkook stood by the entrance, looking around with his big curious eyes. He looked nervous, palpable hesitance showing from his stance. He was wearing a silky white shirt which was tucked into his tight black trousers, accentuating his waist. He wore a floral suit jacket and a choker.

"Wow," Taehyung let out this time, already feeling his insides going weak. Taehyung didn't see Eka and Jimin beside him give each other a knowing look, and then look ahead at Jungkook, who spotted the three.

"Hi!" Jungkook said, smiling and running up to them, looking less tense when he saw them. "Y-you said to meet me by the entrance." Jungkook said softly.

Taehyung wanted to give him a thousand kisses. "Sorry, Kookie. We came in. Doesn't this place look beautiful?" Jimin asked.

"Yeah! They're really going deep with this spring theme thingy," Jungkook giggled. Taehyung wanted to give him a million kisses now.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung, and tensed. Taehyung didn't know why. It was probably his presence. So Taehyung just gave the boy a small smile and turned around to walk away and find the other guys.

Jungkook, meanwhile, let out a small sigh. "He looks so good." Jungkook murmered to himself, voice gentle. "I wish he didn't."

"I know, baby. Don't think about him, okay?" Eka said, and Jungkook nodded. "Where's Sehun?" Eka asked, looking around.

"I'm here, bitches." Sehun said, and Jungkook looked at him and then rose his eyebrows. Sehun was in a bright blue suit and a black shirt and tie, smirking at them.

"Hey babe," Jungkook said to Sehun, who walked over to him, leaning down to kiss his mouth. Jungkook turned his head so Sehun could kiss his cheek instead. Sehun did, and then leaned back, scowling.

"You look... nice." Jungkook said.

"You too." Sehun mumbled. Jimin sighed, breathing out from the heavy tension in the room.

"Wow. Okay- um! Let's dance!"

The four began dancing away. Jennie, Jisoo, Lisa, and Rose joined the four, along with Yugyeom and Bambam. Jimin looked to Rose with a small smile, dancing closer to her. Jungkook was having fun, until he felt his hips being grabbed.

Jungkook got dragged to a body, and then realised Sehun had his chest pressed against his back. "You look pretty." Sehun said, kissing his neck, rolling his hips onto his back. Jungkook smiled at him, dancing back.

Sehun turned the boy around and then grabbed his waist. He reached down, kissing Jungkook's lips. Jungkook pulled away and then looked to the other side so Sehun wouldn't do that again.

"What's wrong?" Sehun asked, frowning. Jungkook shook his head, giving Sehun a smal smile. "Nothing," Jungkook reassured, putting his hands on Sehun's arms.

Jungkook looked to the side and saw Taehyung, leaning again a wall, sulking. Taehyung shifted his eyes around the room and then caught them with Jungkook's. Jungkook felt Sehun tighten his grip on his waist, and Jungkook just looked at Taehyung.

Sehun kissed Jungkook's jaw. "Do you wanna go to my room after this?"

Jungkook saw Taehyung give him a certain look. Jungkook wanted to move his eyes away, but couldn't. Suddenly, he felt a jolt through his body and turned his head, eyes widened when he was pushed back.

"What's your problem?" Sehun snapped, and Jungkook stilled. Sehun looked annoyed, eyes darkened, eyebrows furrowed.

"Nothing! I-" Jungkook began, but then saw his friends looking at the two weirdly. Sehun must've seen the same, because he grabbed Jungkook by the forearm and dragged him out of the sports hall.

Jungkook stumbled after him. "Se-Sehun-" Jungkook said, and then suddenly felt a shift as he moved out of the loud pink lightened room into the dark, vacant hallway. Sehun pulled him till the side and then let him go.

"What is it? You've been weird since we started dating- so fucking on and off. One second you want me, and another you're weirded out and want me to go away. I'm just trying to wrap my fucking head around all this, Jungkook- because- because you say you want me, but-"

"I'm sorry, o-okay? There's just a lot of things that have been going on-" Jungkook stammered.

"Then talk to me about them! I've asked you to at least try and open up to me so many times! But you just refuse to! Is it something wrong with me?" Sehun asked, frowning.

"N-no. No, you're perfect-" Jungkook said softly.

Sehun looked helpless. "Then what is it? Why did you get back together with me if you were going to treat me like shit after? You were so rude to me, and don't even talk to me sometimes when we're with Eka and Jimin. It's really awkward, Jungkook, to pretend I'm alright-"

"I'm sorry!" Jungkook cried out, and then stopped, looking at Sehun with watery eyes. The way Sehun was describing him reminded Jungkook of Taehyung.

"I-I'm sorry for- for being so weird. I just- I-I don't know, Sehun. I want to like you, I r-really do. I just can't fucking get over someone and it's r-ruining everything for me. I'm sorry." Jungkook let out, voice bubbly, as if close to crying.

Sehun tensed, and then looked down at his shoes, gulping a lump in his throat. "It's V, isn't it?"

Jungkook began crying, reaching his hands to his face to stop them, to try his hardest to stop them. Jungkook shook his head. "N-no. I don't- I am over him. I am."

"You like him." Sehun said, looking away. "He likes you too-"

"No Sehun. He d-doesn't. He just wants to have sex with me, that's all-" Jungkook tried, but Sehun snickered, looking away.

"That night. That night when we first had sex. When you left suddenly to comfort V- did you two do anything?" Sehun asked, fingers coiled. Jungkook sniffled. "Because the next day you were all fucking over him-"

"Sehun-"

"So he wants you for sex, huh? And you're still hung over him? Even though you have guys who like you for you?" Sehun asked, and Jungkook looked down, clenching his fists and shutting his eyes. "That's pretty fucking pathetic, Kook."

"I know. Stop telling me, p-please." Jungkook tried, and Sehun tsked.

"I don't want to be rude. You just made me feel so fucking shit for the past few weeks. If you just told me I was a fucking rebound for an asshole-"

"Y-you w-weren't-"

"-I wouldn't have ever asked you out. You probably just did it to make him jealous. I'm so fucking stupid." Sehun muttered under his breath, looking away. "Well, honestly- I don't care much. You're hung over a dude who's probably going to slap you across the face when you say no to him-"

"He wouldn't!" Jungkook cried, tears rushing down his face. Sehun looked at him, pausing. "H-he wouldn't fucking do that! You don't know him, no one does! I don't either, o-okay? I thought I did- I-I thought I knew him, b-but I don't! And I'm still in love with him, i-is that what you want me to tell you?" Jungkook shouted, voice breaking.

"I f-fell in love for a guy who doesn't give ha-half a shit about me. And I'm sorry." Jungkook squeaked out weakly. Sehun let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Jungkook felt the warm tears running down his face and put his hand over his mouth, shoulders trembling.

"I'm sorry. I-I need to go. I'll ask Jimin and Eka to come here-" Sehun said, and Jungkook didn't care, just slid down the wall, sitting down on the floor like the fucking mess he was- tears running down his face.

Jungkook sat there for a bit, crying softly. He felt the same feeling he had back when Taehyung told him he didn't mean anything to him. When Jungkook found him sleeping with Eka, and Taehyung slammed the door in his face. So fucking hurt.

"Kookie," A soft voice came, and Jungkook looked up.

Taehyung had his eyes big, looking at the pretty boy on the floor, tears in his eyes and stains of it weaving a path down his cheeks. Taehyung had one hand in his pocket, heart thudding as he crouched down to face him.

"K-Kookie, you-"

"Don't." Jungkook said, and then closed his eyes. Taehyung didn't push him. He just looked at him. "P-please. Leave me be."

"Not when you're like this, I can't." Taehyung said softly.

"God f-fucking damnit, Taehyung- stop pretending you c-care about me! You'll j-just lead me on to hurt me again. You don't know how I felt for those two months w-we spent together, Tae. You don't. Just. Please go." Jungkook said meekly, sniffling and looking up at the ceiling.

"I-I do care." Taehyung said, but he sounded hesitant, and it made Jungkook chuckle.

"You still think you're straight, Tae." Jungkook let out, voice weak. "You're far from being able to care about me."

Taehyung froze. He looked at Jungkook, who stood up from the floor, eyes slightly red from the tears. Taehyung's breath hitched, and then he let out- "I-I'm so fucking scared, Kookie. I'm not as- as brave as you. I never will be."

"T-then come meet me when you are." Jungkook stated, and then left, leaving Taehyung in the hallway.

Jungkook walked back in the sports hall, probably to tell Jimin and Eka of where he was, they were probably worried. Taehyung tightened his fists. He couldn't describe it. Couldn't describe the absolute fear that reaped through his body at the thought of-

At the thought of what?

Was it of everyone finding out?

Was that what he was afraid of?

Or was it something bigger than that? His mother, his father, what they'd taught him. What his mother had left him with. That fear that he was doing what she would've resented.

But at the fleeting moment, at that split second, that passing of time when the moon glowed outside like a watchful guardian- Taehyung realized. He rose to his feet, standing up. His heart drummed loudly against his chest, as if on beat, heightening his senses and telling him to hurry up. He was running out of time.

Taehyung took a step forward, towards the sports hall. Jungkook. His beautiful eyes, how they looked like they'd been dipped in honey and the core of sunlight. How his giggles sounded like that of harmonious angels. How his smile would always make Taehyung feel so much... better.

Something he hadn't felt since his mother had died. A sense of belonging. Home.

Taehyung walked towards the sports hall and entered it, seeing people still dancing, some chill song playing. Taehyung couldn't find Jungkook. His heart was racing. His anxiety was brimming at the bottom of his stomach.

He felt, at that moment, like he could do anything.

Taehyung felt absolute impulse take him over. Adrenaline started pumping down his body, the same he felt at football matches. This felt like a football match, except the goal was something different, and his aim was fucking terrible.

Taehyung let go. He ran straight forward and jumped onto the stage, startling the dudes in the band. They all looked at Taehyung, who carelessly grabbed the microphone from the lead singer, some kid from the grade below. The kid looked annoyed, but Taehyung mumbled "It'll only take a minute."

The band stopped playing, and everyone groaned, annoyed that the music stopped. Taehyung cleared his throat into the microphone, and then took a deep breath. "Shut up!" Taehyung shouted loudly, and everyone in the room shook.

Everyone went silent and turned to look at him with wide eyes, as if wondering why the fuck he was yelling while standing on a stage. Taehyung looked around, and then spotted Jungkook. The boy was facing away, grabbing his phone and trying to walk over to the exit.

"Wait." Taehyung said, and Jungkook paused and looked at him, a blank expression on his face. He looked annoyed.

Taehyung looked around. "Hi guys." Taehyung said, seeing all these kids he'd seen every day for the past three years. "This- this prom is cool, right? Like the- um- flowers and stuff." Taehyung stammered, and then cleared his throat.

"Okay. Hello. I've never formally introduced myself. Most of you know me as V. Captain of the football team." Taehyung said, and saw Sehun in the back of the room, frowning as well. Taehyung took a deep breath, seeing all the students looking at him with wide eyes. "But- but most of you don't know my real name."

Taehyung gulped. "I'm Taehyung. Kim Taehyung." Taehyung said, and there was a hushed whisper that fell across the room. He'd never said his full name out loud like this.

"Most of you know me as that asshole that bullies you, probably. Fair enough. I've made mistakes. A lot of them." Taehyung said. "I don't expect to be forgiven. I just want you to know I'm trying. And I'm changing, and growth is- is normal. It's normal." Taehyung said, nodding.

Everyone looked confused, still. They wanted to start dancing again, probably. But most actually looked intrigued, never having seen the guy speak more than 3 words at best which weren't insults.

"I'm standing here right now because I made a mistake. A really big one." Taehyung said, shaking his head. "I hurt someone. Badly. I hurt someone over and over again, and I shouldn't have. By the time I realized how much the person meant to me, it was too late." Taehyung mumbled, and everyone looked more confused.

Taehyung looked around, and then spotted Jungkook standing beside his friends, just the hint of confusion on his face. Not like the others, though. A more of disbelief.

Taehyung scratched his head, and then sighed loudly. "God, there's so many of you. I swear it's like the new crop of freshmen are, like, so goddamn small. I was so much taller when I was your age, what the hell-" Taehyung mumbled, and then looked around, hearing some laughs.

"I'm rambling, fuck. Shit! Sorry, forgot I couldn't swear. Ah damn, I swore again. Fuck-" Taehyung began, and then hit his head with the mic, and looked ahead, taking a deep breath.

Fuck it. Nothing matters. Not as much as him. Nothing has ever mattered as much as he has. "I'm sort of in love with someone." Taehyung let out, and there were gasps that spread across the room.

Taehyung couldn't see Jungkook's eyes- didn't want to, in fact. "I'm sort of, really, really fucking madly in love with someone. And that someone is standing here right now, and god-" Taehyung let out a chuckle, covering his face. "You'd never think I'd be the type to- to stand on a goddamn stage in the middle of what looks like actual fairy shit and confess my love to someone, but-"

Taehyung looked ahead, and then found Jungkook. Jungkook had his eyes widened, mouth slightly agape. Taehyung smiled. "You change me." Taehyung said, words soft. "You m-make me... a better version of myself. I'm not mean when I'm with you. I'm not sad. I'm not an asshole. You make me study harder, you make me play harder, you make me... harder." Taehyung said the last part, and then started laughing.

"Shit- I just realised there's, like, 200 other people in here. I'm kidding! Don't have sex till marriage! Or, do. I don't know. Sorry Ms. Yang!" Taehyung said, and everyone started laughing. Fuck, he was going crazy. He couldn't get a hold of himself, but suddenly- suddenly it felt like he was so free. So free, so free from everything that's ever been holding him back-

"You know what else?" Taehyung asked, looking around the room. "I'm bisexual!" Taehyung shouted out, and everyone shut up real fast.

Literally EVERYONE's eyes widened and jaws dropped. Girls he'd slept with looked surprised, guys he'd bullied looked mad, people who didn't know him looked shocked. His own friends looked the most shocked.

"Yeah! I like girls, and I like guys. And there's nothing wrong with that. Like, at all. Wow. Oh my god. I said it out loud." Taehyung let out, whispered. "Fuck, okay. Shit. Yeah. It's out there. I'm bisexual. I'm bi-fucking-sexual. I'm so fucking bisexual. Wow. WOW-"

"Dude. The teachers are gonna cut the sound off any minute. Stop swearing." The lead singer dude whispered, and Taehyung nodded.

"Oh- okay okay. Sorry. No more swearing." Taehyung agreed, and then looked ahead and saw Jungkook standing behind Jimin, looking nervous, eyes wide, hands bunched up into fists.

Taehyung looked around. "I've never spoken so much. I just- I can't believe this. I feel so free, y'know? Like- like I'm high as hell, but sober. Not that I know what being high feels like, Ms. Yang don't worry." Taehyung reassured, laughing.

"Who are you in love with?" A voice shouted from the audience, and Taehyung looked.

Taehyung gulped. He leaned into the mic. "A boy." He whispered, and gasps spread across the room again. Taehyung giggled at how surprised everyone looked. "I'm so in love with him, you guys. He's the prettiest boy in the whole goddamn world. Maybe universe. Haven't seen aliens yet. Actually- scratch that. He's the prettiest boy in the universe."

Jungkook hid behind Jimin properly now, hands covering his face, his whole body trembling lightly. Taehyung gulped. Here goes.

"I'm Kim Taehyung." Taehyung said, voice clear. "I'm bisexual." Taehyung said, and then smiled. "And I'm so goddamn in love with Jeon Jungkook."

People literally started screaming. Jungkook squeaked out in surprise and got pushed out into the center by Jimin and Eka, who both looked thrilled as hell. Jungkook still had his face covered, because everyone was looking at him, eyes wide, mouths wider.

"He's WHAT?!" Yoongi shouted from the side, slapping a hand over his mouth.

"Oh my fucking god." Jin whispered, eyes wide. "Oh my god oh my GOD-"

"Guys someone drugged Taehyung and put him on that stage." Namjoon said. It was the only explanation.

"This is brilliant." Yugyeom whispered, eyes glazed. Bambam grimaced. "I fucking knew it. He always looked at him weird."

Taehyung looked at Jungkook, heart racing rapidly, stomach making a thousand turns a second. "Baby?" Taehyung said softly, not caring how that made everyone go even more in shock. "I-I can see you, you know that, right?" Taehyung chuckled fondly.

Jungkook put his hands down, blushing brightly. His eyes were filled with tears, fists clenched beside him. People had moved out of the way, so there was a clear spacing between the stage and where Jungkook was stood, so the boys could see each other clearly.

"Jeon Jungkook." Taehyung whispered into the mic. "I know- I know I'm the biggest douchebag you ever met. I hurt you. I was an asshole." Taehyung said, suddenly growing fearful. "I'm so fucking sorry, baby." Taehyung said, voice weak.

Jungkook just sniffled from where he was stood, cheeks so pink and fists so tightly clenched that he couldn't speak. Everyone was staring between him and Taehyung in awe, surprised, shocked, just couldn't believe that V, the homophobic fuck boy captain of the football team- was out here passionately declaring his love for a boy.

"R-right before I got on this stage, I thought about how you came out to everyone. Always so ridden by impulse, my Jungkookie," Taehyung said with a small fond smile, and people aww'ed. Jungkook bit his lip, looking down.

"So, I'm going to ask this. I'm really really really fucking scared." Taehyung admitted, and then took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

Be brave. Taehyung opened his eyes. "Jeon Jungkook?" Taehyung whispered, voice barely coherent. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

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[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY EIGHT〛

Taehyung looked at the black haired boy standing by the door, his eyes wide, angry, and wow Taehyung had never seen Jungkook so fucking angry. Jungkook walked into the locker room, fingers twitching. Jimin walked in silently, wanting to know what was up.

"We were wrestling." Sehun blurted out, and Jungkook's eyes went dark, head low.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you??" Jungkook shouted, and Sehun gulped.

"Jungkook I-I-" Sehun began, and Taehyung looked at Jungkook and realized Jungkook was looking at him. Jungkook was talking to him. Sehun looked as well, confused.

"Why the fuck were the two of you kissing?" Jungkook snapped at Taehyyung- who widened his eyes.

"Jungkook, wait- I didn't kiss him! He-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook reached forward and shoved him against the wall.

"You always fucking do this, Taehyung. I trust you one second, and then-"

"Taehyung?" Sehun let out, voice low now. Jimin put his hand over his mouth. "Wait- he's the one dude whose name you moaned while we were having sex??" Sehun snapped.

Taehyung froze. Jungkook turned around, and Taehyung smiled to himself a little. "I-I was?" Taehyung whispered, a little happy by this sudden happening.

"Oh, shut up!" Jungkook snapped. "Why the fuck were you kissing him?"

"I-" Sehun began, and then groaned, covering his face with his hands. "I don't know! I just... I was mad because you-you were totally ignoring me for this guy. And then you moaned some guy's name during sex, Jungkook. I was really fucking pissed but I didn't wanna show it. So- so-"

"So you decided to cheat on me?" Jungkook asked, voice dripping with anger. Sehun gulped, looking down.

"No! I-it just happened! V was here- and then- I don't know. It seemed like he was into it." Sehun mumbled.

"What the fuck? No, the fuck I wasn't. I'm straight, dipshit-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook turned around and Taehyung closed his mouth.

"You shut the fuck up," Jungkook growled, and Taehyung nodded, feeling weirdly intimidated. Jungkook looked at Sehun. "Fuck you."

"Jungkook- listen. I-" Sehun began, wearily. "I didn't mean to. I swear. I just- I was really upset today! You called me a turtle fart, dude. It hurt. You were so touchy with V, but then get scared when I do anything. So- so-"

"Why me, though?" Taehyung mumbled, scratching the back of his neck. "Couldn't you have hit it on Jimin or something? I mean... seems more your type." Taehyung continued, and Jimin had his eyes widened still, a look of disbelief and complete flabbergast on his face. Like bitch he could not believe what the fuck was going on.

Sehun blushed at that. "I-I don't know. Shut up." Sehun said in a small voice, and Jungkook rose his eyebrow.

"You wanted me to top that day, didn't you?" Jungkook said. Taehyung turned around, eyes widening. Upon hearing what Jungkook said, Taehyung had to bite onto his knuckles- to not burst out laughing.

"Shut up," Sehun said quickly, looking away.

"You wanted V to FUCK you!" Jungkook accused, and Sehun blushed harder. "Shut up!!"

"Fuck." Taehyung blurted out, letting out a snicker. Jungkook and Sehun and Jimin looked at him, and Taehyung couldn't control- he doubled over in laughing, clutching his stomach and wheezing onto the floor.

"Sehun we'll talk about this later. Or never. I don't know. Just- get out. Go to practice. I came here because I got you those fucking cookies from the cafeteria. But fuck you." Jungkook grumbled, emotionless. Sehun nodded and rushed out of the locker room, looking embarrassed.

Jimin looked at Taehyung who was clutching the bench and laughing his ass off, practically on the floor now. Jungkook was looking at him with red in his eyes. "I'll go," Jimin said softly, and then walked out.

Jimin felt the two alone, and then instantly took his phone out.

Jimin bitch i have so much shit i need to tell you

Eka fuck football practice. behind the girls locker room. 5 mins. i need tea.

Jimin i have a fucking gallon.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung, who was laughing really hard, clutching onto his jersey. Taehyung looked at Jungkook standing there, a blank expression on his face, and bit his lip, trying to stop giggling.

"I'm sorry. I'm s-sorry- it's just. Fuck. Just. Fucking Sehun. He-" Taehyung started, and then put his hand over his mouth, trying to not laugh.

Jungkook didn't say anything. Taehyung shook his head. "Fuck. It's not funny. Sorry." Taehyung gulped, and then looked at Jungkook.

Jungkook burst out laughing, putting his hand over his mouth.

Taehyung looked at him and widened his eyes, smiling a little and then giggling to. He walked up to Jungkook. "Fuck, Kook- I'm sorry but that's so funny. Your boyfriend literally- he-" Taehyung started, but then moved closer to Jungkook.

He wasn't laughing. He was crying.

"Kook?" Taehyung asked, voice softening. Taehyung pulled his hands off his face, and then lifted his chin up and saw the red in the boy's eyes, tears streaming down his face. "Hey- hey, don't cry over this-"

"Don't-" Jungkook began softly, and Taehyung shook his head. "No no- you shouldn't cry over this! It's stupid! Look, you're so much better than him-"

"Tae, d-don't-" Jungkook hiccuped lightly, trying to pull his wrists out of Taehyung's restraint. Taehyung left them but then gripped his waist, pulling him a bit closer in.

"Kookie," Taehyung said, confused when the boy kept crying. "Let me take you to your room. You need some water- some- some of those cookies you got-"

"T-Taehyung stop-" Jungkook said weakly, and Taehyung looked at him closely, frowning. "What? What happened? I-"

"Stop fucking touching m-me!" Jungkook shouted, pushing Taehyung back roughly and making him stumble back.

Taehyung's eyes widened, looking at Jungkook in confusion, discomposed. Jungkook brought his shaking hands up to his face to wipe his tears away, and Taehyung fish mouthed for a few seconds. He gulped. "S-sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Don't. Just. Please. Don't touch me." Jungkook squeaked out, and Taehyung frowned at him.

"I won't. I-" Taehyung reached forward. "Tell me what's wrong, Kookie. You can't be this upset over something like this, right?" Taehyung said, and then saw the way Jungkook moved back from him.

Taehyung let out a weak chuckle. "Hey- I-I'm not going to hurt you-"

Jungkook flinched when Taehyung moved forward a bit fast, stumbling back and hitting a wall behind him. Jungkook looked scared. Really scared. Taehyung gulped back the lump in his throat and moved away from Jungkook, eyes big.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook for a few seconds. Jungkook stayed silent, eyes wide and gleaming with tears. "W-why is it always you?" Jungkook let out in a pitiful voice, and Taehyung looked.

"Me?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook shook his head to himself. "You were an asshole to me. You treated me like crap. You were an insensitive piece of shit and never r-realised I had feelings too." Jungkook said, voice drawling, soft, hasty, looking away.

Taehyung tensed. Jungkook bit his lip. "You cuddled me every fucking night for weeks, Taehyung," Jungkook said suddenly, closing his eyes, tears rising beneath closed eyelids. "You c-called me your baby and- and asked m-me to never leave your side," Jungkook said weakly.

Taehyung kept silent. "Only to call me a fucking mistake and tell me I'm the worst thing that happened to you because Jimin found out."

Taehyung looked away, regret and guilt filling his insides. "I-I k-know. I was diff-"

"You got m-mad wen I started flirting with Yugyeom. You got r-riled up- and fuck, fuck it was my fucking fault because I tried to make you jealous. Used Yugyeom to- to make you pay attention to me because I was so fucking into you-" Jungkook breathed deeply, and then bit his lip, voice shaky. "And then you kissed me. You kissed me that night at the barbeque-"

"Jungkook I'm sorry, I-" Taehyung tried.

"I'm not done talking!" Jungkook shouted, and Taehyung moved back, head kept low. Jungkook looked back ahead, eyes going blurry.

"The next d-day. I thought maybe. Maybe I'd get that asshole who fucked with my feelings and only cared about my ass- maybe I'd get him back." Jungkook said, and then began laughing, realizing his own words. "But you asked E-Eka out. Told everyone you really liked her, right V?"

"Don't call me t-that, Jungkook-"

"And then you texted me all winter break and sent me those godforsaken goodnight messages every fucking day, didn't you?" Jungkook said, trembling. "And then school restarted and you went back to treating me like a fucking piece of shit and then you couldn't keep your fucking dick in your pants, could you?!" Jungkook said, louder, anger taking over him.

"And- of course. Of course, after finding that out I realized I wanted you to be fucked over. I wanted to hurt you s-so- so fucking bad, Tae. But then w-what? What happened? Everything became f-fine, didn't it? We came back from t-the championship and you told me you liked me, didn't you Tae?" Jungkook said, walking closer to him.

Taehyung looked down, fists clenched. "You told me you liked me. Do you know how h-happy I was?" Jungkook asked, eyes glistening, tilting his head. Taehyung looked at him, not wanting to look into his brown eyes.

"All my fucking life I've not been given a-any attention by anyone? That for- for once I thought. Damn. Maybe someone cares and w-wants me. Maybe that piece of fucking shit who only cares about fucking people actually wants me-"

"Jungkook-" Taehyung tried, voice meek.

"I t-thought maybe. Maybe after he hurts me a thousand times, maybe after he calls me a mistake a thousand times, maybe after he punches me in the stomach a thousand times-"

"J-Jungkook you know I-I didn't mean to do that-" Taehyung breathed out, feeling his insides growing anxious again.

"Taehyung don't you realize how wrong you are for me?" Jungkook asked, voice parched. "Please. Please just l-let me move on from you. Please." Jungkook said weakly, voice small.

Taehyung gulped. He saw Jungkook close his eyes, looking helpless. "Please. Stop b-being my friend. I'm sorry. I can't have y-you around me. It can n-never work. You're too-" Jungkook began, and then Taehyung saw a tear fall down his eye. "You're t-too much."

"B-but Kookie I want us to be friends-"

"I don't," Jungkook said, shaking. "Please."

Taehyung looked away, gripping his hand tightly. He felt so fucking selfish, so fucking arrogant, so fucking terrible. Jungkook didn't want him to be close, but Taehyung didn't want to let him go.

That whole day earlier. Jungkook looked so happy whenever Taehyung touched him or called him cute or something. Taehyung didn't want to be away from Jungkook. He didn't.

"I like Sehun." Jungkook let out, and Taehyung looked at him. "I like him. I w-want to like him more. You j-just. You fuck me up, V. You're not good for me."

"O-okay." Taehyung nodded. "Okay. I-I'll leave you. I'm sorry." Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked down, sitting down on one of the benches, knees tucked, tears falling down his cheeks. Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds and then walked up to him.

"T-Tae-" Jungkook said, but then Taehyung kneeled down to the floor to face him. Taehyung lifted his chin up, looking up at the boy with gleaming eyes.

"Don't," Jungkook said, and Taehyung sniffled.

"I'm sorry," Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook put his hand on Taehyung's. "I r-ruin everything. I'm so fucking sorry."

Jungkook shook his head, looking away, trying not to look at Taehyung's eyes. "I know," Jungkook whispered feebly.

Taehyung couldn't help it. He cupped his jaw with one hand, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his cheek. Jungkook pushed him away- or at least tried to- but only felt himself tightening his grasp around Taehyung's shirt.

"N-no. No Tae- this-this is what I mean. We a-always do this-" Jungkook breathed out, and Taehyung looked at him closely, their noses touching.

"I know," Taehyung said, voice small. "I just can't h-help my self with you."

"I can't either. That's why we need to stay a-away. We can't j-just go back to being friends. It's too late for that."

Taehyung closed his eyes, taking in Jungkook's scent. Taehyung felt that comfort. That comfort he only found in the deepest of his heart when he was with Jungkook. That comfort of his soft, flowery scent, his warm small hands, his hushed, pliant words. Everything about him.

Taehyung felt a physical ache in his body with Jungkook's words. To stay away. Taehyung knew he had to. Jungkook was right. When they were close like this, even if further away, they couldn't help themselves.

There had to be touching, whispering, soft murmurs and blushing. Traces of fingers on thighs and gentle giggles tinging down spines. Words full of youthful, mirthful adoration had to be exchanged, it couldn't be helped. It just couldn't.

Staying away was the only possible way for both of them to somehow move on from this mess.

But when Jungkook shook his head and moved away from Taehyung, Taehyung realized. When Jungkook got up from the bench and mumbled something about having to go, Taehyung realized. When Taehyung called out and told the boy he'd broken over and over again that he was sorry, the boy looked at him and nodded.

"I know you are." Jungkook had whispered softly.

That's when Taehyung had realized. When Jungkook walked out the door of the locker room, the place where it all began for the two of them, where they were just lustful and hateful, wanting each other like hyperactive puppies- that's when Taehyung realized.

He was so in love with Jeon Jungkook.

Taehyung closed his eyes, getting up from the locker room that seemed too stiff and walked out. He saw Eka and Jimin, both looking a bit troubled.

"V," Jimin said, voice hushed. Taehyung opened his mouth to say something, but Jimin shook his head. "Let him go this time. It's for your own good." Jimin said, gentle, eyes worried.

Taehyung nodded. He went back to his dorm later, the sky thundering outside, rain splattering on his window. His clothes were wet from walking in while it was drizzling. Taehyung opened the closet, and then saw how neat it was.

Taehyung took a deep breath, pulling a shirt out of his closet along with sweatpants and closing the door sharply. He looked at his bed which was facing a small tv he had in his room and felt his mind wander.

"Killed that dude. Hm- yes! Killed that dude too. Oh fuck- fucking OBLITERATED that dude. HAHAHA. Little bitch. Fucking 5 kills in one, woot!" Taehyung snarked, smirking while moving his thumbs quite quickly on his controller.

"You're being loud.." A voice came, and Taehyung looked up and saw Jungkook who was sitting on his lap, his head resting against Taehyung's shoulder. Jungkook's eyes were drowsy, cheeks puffy, blinking slowly.

Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds and then smiled. "Sorry, baby. I didn't mean to wake you up. I'll be softer."

Jungkook hummed, nodding, and then tucked his head on Taehyung's broad shoulder again, letting his eyes drift close. "You didn't get good sleep last night, baby?"

"No.." Jungkook squeaked, gripping Taehyung's shirt. "So much work in art. M'tired..." Jungkook whined, closing his eyes again, pouting.

"You sleep, Kookie. I'll be quiet." Taehyung said softly. Taehyung kissed his puffy cheek, and Jungkook hummed, stirring back into sleep.

Taehyung began playing again and then saw that some dude came out of nowhere on the small screen and shot up. "Fuck!" Taehyung shouted without realizing, and Jungkook got startled and snapped his head up.

"Ah!" Jungkook squealed, and Taehyung started giggling fondly at his response. Jungkook started hitting Taehyung with his fists, and Taehyung giggled, chucking his controller to the side and hugging him tightly, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"I hate you," Jungkook mumbled.

"Hmmm," Taehyung said, hugging him tightly, feeling comfortable with the boy in his arms.

Jungkook caressed Taehyung's shirt in his hands and went sleepy in his hold again, closing his eyes and falling asleep with his head atop Taehyung's. Taehyung felt a weird fuzzy feeling in his chest and leaned up and kissed Jungkook's cheek.

"Cutie," Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook fell asleep. Taehyung held him for a few more minutes and then lay him down on his bed, putting the blanket over him and tucking him in.

"Taehyungie... cuddle?" Jungkook asked, biting his lip, clearly very sleepy. Taehyung ruffled his hair.

"Makin' it gay, Jeon," Taehyung said, turning around to walk into the washroom.

Jungkook rolled over, scrunching up into a small ball. Taehyung returned after a few minutes, putting his hand over Jungkook's waist and chin on his shoulder. Taehyung didn't overthink the fact that the two of them were cuddling. It just... felt right.

Jungkook smiled to himself, turning around and pressing his head to Taehyung's chest. Taehyung kissed his forehead.

He didn't know what that feeling was back then. That fuzzy feeling he got every time Jungkook did anything. He thought it was just his insides being weird, his brain wanting to be with Jungkook. He didn't realize there was a reason why.

Everything would go to shit now, however. Taehyung doesn't think there's any coming back from what happened.

Some stories just don't have happy endings, it seems.

///

Weeks passed.

Taehyung was sitting with Yoongi and Namjoon, laughing at them bickering over some dumb shit. Taehyung caught a glimpse of Jungkook walking away, his brain hair looking soft as usual, oversized white school shirt on, along with the tight school trousers.

Taehyung watched with a lessening smile as Sehun walked up to Jungkook, wrapped his arm around Jungkook's waist and kissed his temple. Jungkook smiled up at him and both walked towards the table where Jimin and Eka were seated.

Jungkook and Sehun got back together after a few days of that fight. Taehyung didn't know why. He asked Jimin, who said they sorted stuff out. Taehyung wanted to know more but didn't push it.

Distance. Taehyung didn't know how he felt about it. He was putting his time and effort into studying and football, to do anything to keep his mind off whatever was going on. A new girl was messaging him constantly, very clearly hitting on him. Taehyung just... didn't want to do anything. It felt wrong, for some reason.

After lunch, the class was English. Taehyung walked to class and sat down in the back as usual. He saw Jungkook and Sehun walk in after a bit, and Taehyung ignored them, as usual.

"Okay, Sehun. I get it." Jungkook mumbled, sitting down on his seat.

"Jungkook, I'm just saying. If you want a good grade on your artwork then you should ask to pick another idea. You can't do much with this one-" Sehun began, but Jungkook looked up.

"Shut up," Jungkook mumbled, and Sehun bit the inside of his cheek.

"I-"

"Will you stop pestering me? For fuck's sake!" Jungkook snapped, and some people looked to see what was going on. Sehun looked a little confused.

"Um. Okay. Sorry." Sehun mumbled off-handedly, turning around to walk out of the classroom and go to his.

Taehyung watched as Jungkook took a pencil out, grumbling to himself. Taehyung's breath hitched, and then he saw Jimin walk into the classroom. "Kookie! Hey, Eka and I were looking for you. Where did you-"

"Can I not be alone for 5 seconds?" Jungkook asked, voice snappy. Jimin frowned.

"Oh. Sorry. We just wanted to hang out." Jimin said, and then sat down. "You good?"

"Fine," Jungkook said, continuing to doodle on his notebook.

Class started and finished quite quickly. They learned about whatever book they were studying. Taehyung saw Jungkook silent- when usually he speaks up quite a lot in class, giving all his ideas and finding the discussions quite interesting. In the middle of class, some girl sitting in front of Jungkook asked him for a pencil, and he told her to eat his ass.

After class finished, Jungkook got up and left, angry. Jimin sighed. Taehyung walked up to him. "Is he... okay?"

"I don't know. He's been really snappy and rude for the past few weeks. He keeps disappearing after classes and at lunch. I don't know what the hell's going on." Jimin said.

"Is it something about Sehun? Maybe- maybe he's being rude to Jungkook? I'll go beat him up." Taehyung said, and Jimin giggled.

"Don't beat Sehun up. I feel kind of bad for him. He keeps trying to make Jungkook smile, but Jungkook gets mad at him and brings up him cheating every time he tries anything. Sehun doesn't want to fight, so he just stays quiet." Jimin mumbled. Taehyung frowned to himself.

"That doesn't sound like Jungkook," Taehyung said. Jimin hummed.

"I'm sure it's just his upcoming art exam that's coming up. He's been freaking out over it." Jimin explained. Taehyung nodded to himself.

"I'll see you. Bye!" Jimin said, walking out. Taehyung waved at him and then wondered to himself. Jungkook keeps disappearing.

Now, it's been weeks, and Jungkook did tell Taehyung to stay away. Was very adamant about it. They hadn't spoken or made eye contact for weeks. Nothing.

Taehyung walked out of class and walked to the fourth floor. He paced down the hallways and reached outside their room. The hidden art room.

Taehyung shouldn't. He really shouldn't. It's none of his business. But when he heard noises from the other side of the room, he opened the door and saw Jungkook sitting by the window sill on the counter.

Jungkook wasn't even looking at the door. He already knew who was the other person that could come here. "I told you not to come to me."

"I saw what happened in English."

"It's none of your business," Jungkook said, picking on his fingers. "Seriously, just leave-"

"Why were you being mean to Sehun? He was being nice to you." Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked at him, tense. "Jimin too. And that girl."

"Tae. The two of us aren't friends anymore." Jungkook said, and Taehyung walked up to him and then hummed.

"You're never mean," Taehyung said, and Jungkook paused. "You're the nicest person I know. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jungkook looked away. Taehyung put his hands on either side of Jungkook's thighs. Jungkook sighed, closing his eyes. "Tae. You can't-"

"Kookie," Taehyung said, leaning in. Jungkook leaned back. "Something's troubling you. You never snap at anyone. It's not right to be mean to people, is it?" Taehyung said gently, and Jungkook scoffed.

"Fucking ironic coming from you-"

Taehyung chuckled, which made Jungkook pause. "You're all pent up, Kookie. Talk to me. Let it out." Taehyung said, tracing his finger on his thigh. Jungkook's fingers twitched.

Jungkook looked away, looking upset, gulping. Taehyung frowned. "You always told me everything."

"That was before," Jungkook said. "I know, But you said I was a good listener. Go on." Taehyung said, nudging him along.

When Jungkook didn't say anything, Taehyung climbed atop the counter. Jungkook let out a squeak of surprise and then saw Taehyung sit down beside him, looking out at the window, onto the field where people were playing football for fun.

Jungkook closed his eyes, looked like he was trying really hard to fight an urge, and then leaned to the side and leaned on Taehyung's shoulder. When he did that, he breathed out, looking more comfortable.

"My parents," Jungkook mumbled, eyes closed. Taehyung put an arm around his waist, and Jungkook only leaned into the touch. "My dad called me. Asked me if this gay stuff was over and I was done being a nuisance."

"Dads suck," Taehyung said, Jungkook giggled out.

"I told him I'm still gay, because, I am. And I don't know. He and mom got into a fight while talking to me. Mom kept saying it's fine, that me being gay won't change anything. That I could still run the business. I said I didn't want to run the business. I wanted to do art. And then my mom started yelling at me too, and-"

"Listen, no one can plan shit out," Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked at him. "Your parents can say all they want, but they won't have control over you once you're in college. Or out of it. Your life isn't theirs. Of course, they'll push their shit onto you- but they'll realize too." Taehyung said, and Jungkook bit his lip.

"You think so? I don't wanna do business, Tae. I wanna- wanna do art psychology." Jungkook hummed, and Taehyung looked at him, saw his eyes all big and doey. "Isn't that nice? It sounds so fun! I can use art in daily life!" Jungkook said with a smile.

Taehyung smiled, and then reached forward and touched his chin with his thumb. "See. You're fine. Got all angered over nothing," Taehyung snickered, and Jungkook blushed lightly.

"Funny coming from you. Mr. Meanie." Jungkook said, and Taehyung smirked.

"That's your only name for me, huh? Sehun looked like he was about to cry, Jungkookie." Taehyung said, and Jungkook hit his chest lightly, leaning in closer to him.

"He's fine. He's being kind of annoying, to be honest." Jungkook said. "He thinks he knows my art stuff better than I do because- because he's got 9 awards for it or something." Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"He's too perfect." Taehyung pointed out. "Also he cheated on you."

Jungkook giggled. "Eh, we talked through it. He said it was an accident. Didn't mean to ask you to fuck him." Jungkook said, and Taehyung laughed.

"Good. I got de ja vu to our first time-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook started laughing.

"Please! You were the one begging to fuck me," Jungkook said, looking at Taehyung. Taehyung turned to look at him, gasping out.

"Oh please. I remember exactly what happened. You said I had a small dick, I said I had a big one, and then you said prove it. So I did." Taehyung tsked, and Jungkook started giggling.

Taehyung heard Jungkook's giggles and felt that tense discomfort he'd been feeling for the past few weeks going away. It also felt nice, because, in a weird way, it made him realize Taehyung needed Jungkook for comfort. But Jungkook needed Taehyung too.

"Did you top Sehun?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook shuddered. "No. He said he was being weird. I said I didn't want to top him. That's kind of mean, now that I think about it..." Jungkook trailed, and Taehyung started laughing.

"Poor guy. Tough luck, he's dating the biggest pillow princess in the school-"

Jungkook whacked Taehyung's chest with a gasp, and Taehyung wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him between his legs. Jungkook got dragged onto his lap and let out a squeal of protect, but Taehyung squeezed him in his grasp and then saw Jungkook look at him.

Jungkook's smile wore off slowly when he realized what they were doing. "Tae-"

Taehyung leaned forward, kissing Jungkook's cheek. Jungkook tsked, gripping his shirt and shaking his head. Taehyung kissed the corner of his cheek, keeping his lips on his face. Jungkook didn't pull away.

"I told you to stay away. This is exactly why." Jungkook muttered.

"Why?" Taehyung asked, breathless. "We're so fucking good together." Lips tingled on Jungkook's cheek.

"We're terrible together. All you do is hurt me."

"I won't anymore," Taehyung said, kissing Jungkook's cheek. Jungkook pushed him off, getting off the counter.

"That's what you always say," Jungkook said, and Taehyung hopped off the counter and rushed forward to wrap his arms around Jungkook's waist, back hugging him.

"Don't you- don't you wish we never fucked sometimes?" Taehyung whispered. "We wouldn't be so messed up."

"All the time," Jungkook said, voice small.

Taehyung turned Jungkook around. "I know you told me to stay away. But- but look- you were feeling bad. But I made you feel better, didn't I?"

"That doesn't mean anything," Jungkook said, shaking his head. "Tae seriously, I told you not to do this-"

Taehyung kissed his jaw. Jungkook gripped his shoulders, feeling Taehyung pull his lips away and then leaning up and kissing Taehyung's chin. Taehyung gripped Jungkook's waist.

"No," Jungkook said, pulling away, but Taehyung pulled him back towards him.

"We should stop." Taehyung breathed out, kissing up Jungkook's neck.

"This is exactly fucking why I said you need t-to stay away from me-" Jungkook growled, and then jumped up and let Taehyung pick him up and place him onto the table, sandwiching himself between his legs.

"Is my dick bigger than his?" Taehyung asked, kissing his collarbone.

"Much," Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung unbuttoned Jungkook's school shirt, kissing his chest. Taehyung felt himself losing control, wanting to be inside Jungkook, craved it.

"Fuck-" Jungkook said, and then pushed Taehyung away. "We can't do this! Oh my god- why-why do we always end up doing this? See what I mean, Tae? You're nothing but sexually attracted to me! There's no feelings-"

"That's- um- not true," Taehyung said, and Jungkook scoffed. He jumped off the table. "It's true, Taehyung. Just- stay- stay away from me."

"Kook-"

"No, Tae- it's bigger than what you think it is," Jungkook snapped. "It's not just about me being mad at you. It's- I'm- I'm scared." Jungkook let out.

"Scared?" Taehyung asked.

"Scared you'll hurt me again. You'll pick me up and break me again. You'll kiss me and throw me away again. You'll fuck me and call me a faggot again." Jungkook said, quickly, out of breath. "And- I'm more scared of-of the future."

"W-what?" Taehyung asked, frowning a little. Jungkook gulped, taking a step back.

"What if-if in the future? We're together a-and... I-I don't know. You get mad at me or something." Jungkook said in a small voice. "You see your dad again. You see someone again. Something happens-"

"What are you saying?"

"What if you get mad at me and hit me again?" Jungkook let out, and Taehyung tensed.

Taehyung ducked his head. He wondered if Jungkook thought that. Now knowing Jungkook did, it made everything so so much fucking worse.

"I wouldn't-"

"I d-don't know that," Jungkook said timidly. "I just. I don't trust you, Tae. I'm sorry."

Jungkook then reached for the art room door. "Look at us, for fuck's sake! We can't be in the same room for more than five seconds without being all over each other!"

"I-It's because we're- we're supposed to be together, baby-"

"Tae please!" Jungkook cried loudly, and then stilled, gulping. Jungkook gripped the door handle. "I-I-I'm sorry. I'm just... I'm really f-fucking scared of you." Jungkook said. "For m-my mental and physical health. Please. Stay away. For the last fucking time." Jungkook squeaked out weakly, and then turned around and rushed out.

Taehyung was frozen. I'm really f-fucking scared of you.

It made him want to hurt himself. He didn't want Jungkook to be scared of him. He didn't want Jungkook to have that rational fear of being hurt by Taehyung.

Why the fuck couldn't things just... get better?

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[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY SEVEN〛

"I did WHAT?!" Jungkook shouted, eyes wide, hands slapping over his mouth.

Jimin sat on his bed, facing Jungkook, looking pissed. "You get ONE other dude's dick in you and you scream out your ex's name. The tomfoolery!"

"We weren't exes. And oh my god-" Jungkook let out, sitting down on the bed, rubbing his face in frustration. "What is wrong with me, Jimin. What is actually wrong with me? I mean, Sehun's so nice! And he's sweet, and- and he treats me nicely, and he got me those chocolate cookies the other day!" Jungkook whined, hitting his head.

"He also didn't punch you in the stomach."

Jungkook groaned, lying over on his bed. "Also, he didn't sleep with another girl to pretend he was never with you. Also, he didn't call you a faggot. Also, he didn't punch Youngjae. Also, he didn't-"

"I get it, Jimin," Jungkook mumbled, looking at Jimin sideways, room tilted. "I hate myself. I think- I think I was just overwhelmed with what had happened earlier. I was all up in my head. So I moaned his name." Jungkook said, and then hit his head against his bed over and over.

"You are a DUMB bitch."

"I know. What do I do about it."

"Tell Sehun what happened. Or, wait, don't. Just say it was a mistake or something. And after that, get V out of your mind. Don't start liking him again, Jungkook. Not after he hit you. I like him now, I really do. He's changing and super fun to be around again. But he hit you. That doesn't just go away."

"I don't want to defend him- but he was going through some shit during that time," Jungkook said, and then shook his head. "No no- you're right. I'm not going to let this go. And like I said, I don't like him. I don't! I like my boyfriend. I like my smart, hot, artsy boyfriend. I like Taehyung-" Jungkook said, and then gasped.

Jimin's eyes widened. "OH my god! I meant Taehyung." Jungkook said, and then put his hand over his mouth, eyes big. "Sehun! I meant Sehun! Oh my god!!!!!"

"Girl the fuck is wrong with you." Jimin frowned. Jungkook whined and then rushed towards him, tumbling onto Jimin's lap, the blonde haired boy groaning with Jungkook's body on him.

"I don't know, Jimin. I need to get this out of my mind. Remind me of all the bad things V did to me." Jungkook said quietly, and Jimin wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist.

"Was mean to you during football practice that one time before you both went for a run."

"Oh we didn't go for a run we had sex."

Jimin frowned. "Okay. Um. That one time he yelled at you because he failed math-"

"No, but we had sex after that so it was fine," Jungkook mumbled again. Jimin sighed.

"Okay well, what about the time when he kissed you and then asked Eka out the other day. Or how he texted you all winter break but ignored you once you were back. Or how he said he regretted being with you. And called you a mistake."

Jungkook leaned against Jimin, pouting to himself, playing with his fingers. "I didn't mean to make you upset, Jungkook. Sorry." Jimin said in a small voice, and Jungkook shook his head.

"No, it's o-okay. I just... I don't like myself." Jungkook squeaked and Jimin frowned. "What?"

"I don't know. I have this perfect guy in my palm, but I keep running after the one who treated me like shit." Jungkook said, and then sniffled. "W-why?"

"I don't know either, Kookie." Jimin said, placing his chin on Jungkook's shoulder. Jungkook looked at Jimin.

"Become gay so we can date."

"No." Jimin said, and then pushed the giggling Jungkook off his lap. "Why do all my friends keep asking me for sex! Am I nothing more than my body?"

"You're our bitch." Jungkook said, and Jimin leaped forward and began punching and wrestling with Jungkook, on top of him on his bed. Jungkook laughed, wrestling him back, shrieking and kicking Jimin's butt.

Suddenly the door opened. "Hey Jimin I'm- WOAH what the fuck-" Taehyung's voice came abruptly, and Jimin rolled off Jungkook and onto the floor. Jimin stood up, hands in the air.

"We were wrestling," Jimin explained, and Jungkook laughed at how red Jimin looked. Taehyung rose his eyebrow at Jimin, wearing a red supreme headband and a dark green sweater, black tracks. "Yeah. Um. Okay." Taehyung said, and Jimin sighed.

"Wasn't going to have sex with him, that's your job." Jimin snickered, and then paused.

Taehyung widened his eyes, and Jungkook did too. "What?" Jimin said, turning around. "Who said that? Ha! Haha! What? That's weird. That's so weird. I should shut up." Jimin said quickly and then ran into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

"Hey." Jungkook said to Taehyung, who walked up to him with a small smile. "Hi. Jimin promised he'd tutor me math."

"Aw why, what happened to your old tutor?" Jungkook asked, a little smirk on his face. Taehyung sighed, sitting down beside him.

"He was terrible." Taehyung huffed, and Jungkook hit his leg with a small growl and then looked at Taehyung's face- who was laughing. "I'm kidding! You were the best."

"Meanie." Jungkook said, sitting down beside him. Taehyung smiled. "Your hair's fading into an ashy blonde kind of..." Jungkook trailed, touching a lock of Taehyung's hair.

"Is it? Ugh- I need to re-dye it. I look hot as fuck with grey hair, so I'm keeping this shit for a while." Taehyung said, and Jungkook giggled. "True." Jungkook said, and then both ignored it.

"Lemme check your homework." Jungkook suggested, and Taehyung opened his laptop, since the homework was online. His laptop opened on google, and Jungkook saw him opening the homework up. While doing so, Jungkook's eyes squinted at one of the tabs.

Types of sexualities. Jungkook let out a little giggle.

Taehyung looked at him with confusion. "What're you so giggly about?"

"Nothing." Jungkook said, biting his lip. He felt Taehyung touch his chin. "Oh, well, you're clearly finding something quite funny, aren't you?"

Jungkook looked at him, and saw Taehyung smirking a little. "Are you ticklish?"

Jungkook paled. Next thing he knew, he was getting tickled from his sides, letting out loud shrieks of laughter, face going pink. "T-Taehyungie!"

"Awww you're so sensitive!" Taehyung said with a grin, bringing his fingers up and down his sides. Jungkook pushed him away, his face of laughter contorting into pain. "A-ah! Cramps!" Jungkook squeaked, and Taehyung let him go.

Jungkook looked at him for a few seconds, and then began tickling Taehyung's neck. Jungkook squealed when Taehyung didn't get affected and instead pushed him over until he was on top of him, tickling Jungkook's waist.

"Cutie," Taehyung said in between Jungkook's laughs, and Jungkook gripped onto Taehyung's collar, giggling loudly.

"Um." Jimin's voice came, and Taehyung rolled off Jungkook and stood up on the floor, and then put his hands up. "We were wrestling."

Jimin looked at Jungkook, who was still trying to calm his dying giggles down, fixing his unkempt sweater. Jungkook bit his lip at the two boys, blinking his doe eyes. Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds, and then took a deep breath and looked away.

"Let's study." Taehyung said to Jimin, who nodded. Jungkook saw them both sit down on the floor, backs against the bed since it'd be easier. Jungkook played with strands of Taehyung's hair mindlessly, and then saw Taehyung turn around a little.

"Sorry." Jungkook said breathlessly, and then pulled his hands back. "Your hair feels s-soft.

Taehyung looked at him and then turned back around. "Don't stop." Taehyung said, and Jungkook returned to playing with Taehyung's hair, braiding some longer strands into tiny little braids.

"No V look- you made a little error there. See you've got the concepts and stuff down, you just need to make sure you check your answers twice. That would've made full marks if you put the calculator value down properly." Jimin said, and Jungkook looked at Jimin.

"Is Jimin a top or a bottom?" Jungkook asked Taehyung, who looked at Jimin with a hum, thinking.

Jimin frowned. "What? Stop- let's get back to work-"

"Bottom." Taehyung concluded, and Jungkook gasped. "No, he's not! You don't know him well enough. Jimin's a top if I've ever seen one."

"I'm a top if you've ever seen one." Taehyung snapped, and Jungkook put his chin on Taehyung's head.

"Nooo... remember at the hotel~" Jungkook teased, and Taehyung blushed and then turned around, ruffling Jungkook's hair. Jungkook laughed and then poked Taehyung's face with his fingers, squishing his cheeks together. Taehyung bit Jungkook's finger and Jungkook squeaked.

"Bitch what the fuck." Jimin snapped, and Jungkook pulled away from Taehyung, didn't know why he got so giggly and touchy around him. Taehyung looked at Jimin.

"Say it, coward. Bottom or top?" Taehyung said, and then the door opened.

"Jimin's versatile." Eka's voice came, and Jungkook looked at the door and grinned. "Eka! No way, you think so?"

"You guys might know him, but you haven't seen him in bed." Eka said, and winked at Jimin, who blushed profusely.

"You guys are all the worst and disgusting and I hate you." Jimin said, and Eka walked into their dorm, and Taehyung laughed, but then stilled when he saw Sehun walk in as well.

"Jimin's a straight."

"Thank you."

"A straight up BOTTOM-"

"I fucking hate you."

"See, he gets me." Taehyung said, and then put his hand out for Sehun to high-five him. Sehun looked at his hand awkwardly. Taehyung looked up at him and frowned.

"Dude just fucking-" Eka started, and then high-fived Taehyung for Sehun. "Have you never high fived someone before?" Taehyung snickered, and Sehun gulped, looking at Taehyung a little tense.

"Don't be mean." Jungkook said, hitting Taehyung's head lightly. Taehyung craned his head back so Jungkook's face was directly above his.

"Sorry." Taehyung bit his lip, and Jungkook blushed a little and pushed his head back, keeping his hands on his hair. Jungkook looked at Taehyung's work on his laptop.

"Oh look, you got everything right! Good job." Jungkook said, and then wrung his hands around Taehyung's neck. Taehyung put his hand on Jungkook's forearm. "Hm. But I don't know if I'll be able to reciprocate the same results on exams."

"Don't worry, V. Everyone gets better with practice." Jungkook said, and Taehyung craned his head back again, but this time rested it on Jungkook's thigh. "You think so?"

Jungkook nodded, and saw Taehyung bite his lip and look up at him, blinking his lashes slowly. Jungkook realised Taehyung was looking at his lips and put his hand over Taehyung's mouth. Taehyung laced his fingers with Jungkook's and Jungkook giggled- and then looked up- and-

Eka, Jimin, and Sehun were looking at the two weirdly. Jungkook suddenly realised who Sehun was and then gasped and pulled away from Taehyung, jumping off the bed and rushing towards Sehun. "Hi babe!" Jungkook said, jumping onto his lap and hugging him tightly.

Sehun hugged him back slowly, confused. Eka looked at Jimin with a raised brow, and Jimin just shook his head at her. Sehun whispered we need to talk into Jungkook's ear, and Jungkook nodded idly, continuing to sit on Sehun's lap.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung, who was looking at his laptop with a slight scowl, picking on the side of his brows with his fingers. Jungkook felt Sehun bringing his hands in to wrap around Jungkook's waist- so Jungkook got up. "Water." Jungkook said to Sehun, who nodded. Jungkook walked up to the mini fridge in the corner of the room and opened it, seeing small bottles of water and cans of soda.

"Anyone want some soda or something?" Jungkook asked.

"Coca-cola please," Eka said. "Me too." Taehyung chimed in, and Jungkook took out two cans of coke and one small bottle of water. He walked over to them and handed a can to Eka and chucked one at Taehyung, who grabbed it with one hand without even looking.

"Thanks baby." Taehyung said, and then flicked open the can with his thumb and took a sip.

Everyone paused. Jungkook's eyes widened. Jimin and Eka looked at Taehyung, who finished his sip of coke and then looked at the others. Taehyung suddenly saw Sehun frowning and realised what he said.

"Thanks.... ba-nie. Banie. Bazee. Bailee. Thanks Bailee." Taehyung stammered, and Sehun looked at him with furrowed brows.

"Who's Bailee?"

"That's what we call Jungkook." Taehyung said. Jungkook just looked at Taehyung in disbelief.

"Right." Sehun muttered, and then got up from his bed, walking over to Jungkook. "Let's go talk now." Sehun said, grabbing Jungkook's hand and pulling him outside the room.

"Sehun-" Jungkook began, and then heard the door close behind him as he was dragged out to the hallways. "Sehun look- if- if this is about what happened that night-"

"What? No way? Why would I be worried about you moaning out another dude's name while I'm having sex with you?" Sehun laughed, and then stopped laughing and frowned. "Of course this is about what happened that night! What happened!"

"I'm bad with names." Jungkook let out. Sehun frowned. "...What?"

"I'm so bad with names. I've called Jimin 'Bimin' for the past four years. I don't even know what that girl's name in there is. I don't even know my own. Don't be mad at me!" Jungkook cried out, and Sehun relaxed his shoulders.

"Look, I-I don't usually get mad over things. I'm not that kind of guy. I'm just... confused? Do you like someone else, or was it just a slip up?" Sehun asked. Jungkook gripped onto his shoulders.

"A slip up, I swear." Jungkook said, looking up at Sehun.

The truth is, Jungkook agreed to become Sehun's boyfriend because he genuinely liked him. He felt his heart flutter for someone else for once, felt infatuated with this boy who was so smart and so nice and had a pretty smile. Jungkook was happy.

Happy that he could move on. Now he's not sure anymore.

"Good." Sehun said, putting his hands on Jungkook's waist. "Hey- how about we go hang out alone for a bit?" Sehun suggested, and Jungkook hummed, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

"Yes. That sounds great." Jungkook smiled. Sehun kissed his cheek back. "Do you know any place we could go? To be alone, just the two of us? Where no one would barge in?"

Jungkook paused. The art room, he thought- but then gulped. Jungkook shook his head. "Not really. Let's just go to your room."

"Sure. Wait here, I'm gonna go get my phone real quick." Sehun said, and Jungkook nodded and saw Sehun walk into his and Jimin's dorm.

Sehun walked into the room when Eka, Jimin, and Taehyung were laughing about something. Sehun walked in, and Jimin looked at him, straightening up. "Hey Sehun. Everything cool?"

"Yeah. Great. Do you know where the condoms are?" Sehun asked, and Taehyung felt his muscles tense, looking up at Sehun slowly.

"I have some in my bag." Eka said idly, taking one out from her small pocket in her bag and then chucking it over to Sehun, who snickered.

"Thanks. Jungkook told me to get one. Probably wants to do some stuff again," Sehun laughed, and Taehyung looked away from Sehun, looking at his laptop with a wrenching feeling in his gut. "Bye!" Sehun smiled, and then turned around, stuffing the condom in his pocket and walking out of the room.

Sehun reached outside, and saw Jungkook waiting. Jungkook saw him and smiled. "Let's go," Sehun said, and Jungkook nodded, walking with him hand to hand.

///

The hanging out didn't go that well.

Both were chilling, listening to music, and then suddenly Sehun started kissing Jungkook intensely. Jungkook realised Sehun wanted sex because his dick felt hard. So Jungkook pulled away and said he didn't want to do it.

Sehun nodded and apologised, saying they could just play videogames or something. Jungkook nodded. Sehun kept saying sorry. Jungkook said it was okay. And then Jungkook said something about how turtles fart a lot and then ran out of Sehun's room.

Jungkook ran towards Jimin and his dorm and then broke the door and ran in, wanting to cry to Jimin about how weird he was again. When he walked in, he saw just Jimin and Taehyung.

Taehyung was drawing a penis on Jimin's head with a pen.

"Hey Jungkook. Jimin lost a bet." Taehyung explained, and Jimin nodded. "Yeah, I said I bet he couldn't eat three pieces of hair and then he did it. Eka left."

"Wonder why." Jungkook murmured. Taehyung looked at him. "Weren't you out doing freaky stuff with Sehun?"

"What? No. Kind of." Jungkook said, and then shuddered, sitting down on his bed. "What happened?" Jimin asked.

"It's nothing. Well- um- we were hanging out. Me and Sehun. And then he tried having sex with me. I said no, but then-" Jungkook began, and then saw Taehyung's eyes turn dark.

"What?" He growled lowly, and Jungkook's eyes widened. Taehyung walked up to his pencil case, opened it, and took out a knife. "I'm going to fucking MURDER him-"

"Oh my god! Stop! No- he didn't do anything weird! He's not like that. And oh my god where the fuck did you get a knife from??" Jungkook snapped.

"The art room..." Taehyung trailed.

"Why the fuck does the art room have fresh supplies of knives- doesn't matter. Kook, what happened then?" Jimin asked.

"Nothing. It got awkward. He said sorry but then I told him he smelled like turtle farts or something and then ran!" Jungkook squeaked, covering his face. He waited for a response, and then felt hands wrap around him.

"You're so cute." Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked up and saw Taehyung smiling down at him.

"Stop~" Jungkook whined, hitting his chest with his little fists. Taehyung kept his hands on Jungkook's waist, leaning in to boop their noses together. Jungkook giggled.

"Okay do you guys keep forgetting I'm in the room or something?" Jimin snapped, and Taehyung turned to look at him, and Jungkook did too. Jungkook blushed, and Taehyung pulled away, and then looked at his watch.

"Fuck- I've got to go for football practice. Park, you coming?" Taehyung asked.

"I'll come in a bit." Jimin said, and Taehyung nodded. "Sure. Bye Jungkookie." Taehyung said, and Jungkook bit his lip and waved quickly at him, seeing the boy walk out.

The moment he did, Jimin threw up on the ground. Fake threw up. He didn't actually throw up.

"What the fuck was all that?" Jimin snapped, and Jungkook tensed. "The looks, the touching, the flirting, the teasing, the tension! Jungkook, do you still like Taehyung?"

"No." Jungkook said quickly. "I don't."

"Then what was all that?"

"There's only two parts of him I know." Jungkook said suddenly, looking at Jimin. "There's V, who's cold and rude and mean. And we hated each other. And then there's... Taehyungie." Jungkook bit his lip. "He's nice and funny and kind of got this mean cut to him but it's light hearted. And he's so nice to me, a-and, and-"

"Which one was the one who hit you?" Jimin said lowly, and Jungkook stilled.

Jungkook looked at the door, whole stature falling a bit. "Taehyung. Taehyung did."

"Jungkook I don't have a right to tell you what to do with your life. No one does. Except, like, the government or whatever. But- as your best friend, it hurts to see you go back to someone that hit you. I don't care what his backstory was, Kook. You don't hit someone like that."

"I know... I'm not going back to him, Jiminie. I swear." Jungkook said. "I-I just get weird around him. I think I should stay away from him."

"He hasn't proven worthy of you yet, Kook. I doubt he ever will. No offense to him." Jimin said, picking up his football kit bag from the side. Jungkook hummed, nodding.

"Don't be upset, okay? I'll see you later." Jimin said, and walked up to Jungkook and kissed his cheek. "Take a shower."

"Yes daddy." Jungkook said, and then saw Jimin take a step away, look at him, and blush a little. Jungkook gasped. "I knew it! You're a top."

Jimin rolled his eyes and walked out of the room, calling him a turtle fart as he did. Jungkook saw the door close and collapsed onto his bed, sighing to himself. Jungkook took his phone out, looking at old texts of him and Taehyung.

Taehyungie💞 where are you

Jungkook im sick ): got fever n stuff

Jungkook it's so coldddd would love someone 2 cuddle me ): you know?

Taehyungie💞 thats sad

Taehyungie💞 can you suck my dick?

Jungkook no... i just told you i'm sick

Taehyungie💞 oh ok

Taehyungie💞 bye ig

Jungkook sighed to himself, didn't know why he was reliving the pain of the time. But he continued looking at these old messages, reminding himself.

Reminding himself why he should stay away from Taehyung.

Taehyungie💞 come to my dorm

Taehyungie💞 wanna fuck u

Jungkook how sweet

Jungkook but like i've told you like a hundred times already i have an art presentation today

Jungkook i've been working on it for months remember i told u!! wanna come see it?

Taehyungie💞 no? lol

Jungkook aw plssss come to the auditorium thats where the presentations are happening! i'm doing mine in a futuristic way remember? u said it sounded cool too!

Taehyungie💞 wait can i fuck you after?

Jungkook no... i was thinking we could just hang out?

Taehyungie💞 im busy then

Jungkook ok..

Jungkook [picture attached]

Jungkook isnt this a nice photo V? i wanna post it on insta gimme a caption

Taehyungie💞 fuck i got excited i thought you sent nudes

Jungkook oh um

Jungkook but do you like the photo?

Jungkook you can see my veins too hehe

Jungkook teacher got so mad at me i literally cracked open all the blue paint pots skdjks

Taehyungie💞 kook stop texting me so much my phone keeps vibrating

Jungkook oh... sorry

Jungkook felt that knot in his stomach he used to get when Taehyung used to treat him like this. Jungkook just took it silently, too. Probably because he didn't know he had a crush on Taehyung at the time. It just sucked. Sucked because it felt like it was happening again.

Jungkook threw his phone away, groaning to himself and shoving his head onto his pillow. Dumb. Dumb was what Jungkook was. Dumb and dumber, his only two braincells. Ugh.

Fuck it. He didn't want to get hung over Taehyung like this. Not again. Jungkook opened his messages and clicked on Sehun's chat.

Jungkook hey sehunnie sorry for that

Jungkook i got scared ): sorry

Sehun its fine! dont worry its my fault

Sehun you good tho right? didnt mean to make u run away D:

Jungkook awww yeah im fine! good luck for football practice

Sehun sure hope so :/ V's glaring at me idk what i did

Jungkook hes just a meanie dont worry about it

Sehun youre cute <3 see ya later

Sehun saw Taehyung changing in the other part of the room. He heard some conversation between some of the guys.

"Eka's so fucking annoying. I keep asking her for nudes but she won't send any." One of the guys grumbled.

"Stop fucking asking, you pussy." Taehyung growled. "Don't give Eka trouble, I'll punch you, got it?" Taehyung snapped, and the boy nodded weakly and ran away.

Sehun hummed, and then took his shirt off to change into the jersey. The door opened and closed, and Sehun realised him and Taehyung were the only ones in the locker room. He heard a snicker. "How's stuff with Jungkook?"

Sehun kept quiet. Taehyung looked at him. "What, got bad hearing or something?" Taehyung asked, eyebrow raised.

"Don't really feel like talking to a dude who hit my boyfriend." Sehun said, and Taehyung tensed.

"Jungkook forgave me for that, Sehun. Don't get inbetween something you don't know about." Taehyung grumbled, and Sehun's eyes were darkened as he walked up to Taehyung.

"No, I know exactly what's going on. You like him, don't you?" Sehun snapped, and Taehyung tensed. Sehun was behind him. "It's so fucking obvious. You keep touching him. Didn't you say you were straight?"

"I am straight." Taehyung let out, voice wavering.

"Whatever. You still want Jungkook. Stop putting your hands all over him. He might've forgiven you, but he told me you still aren't friends. So don't-"

Taehyung turned around, looking at him. "Jungkook and I go way back. You don't know shit. Stop fucking rubbing yourself everywhere. You're fucking perfect, you get everything! Just leave me the fuck alone," Taehyung snapped, and Sehun shoved him against the wall.

Taehyung hit the wall and then frowned, eyes going dark. "What the fuck?" Taehyung growled lowly, fists clenching. Sehun looked at him, smirking.

"You're mad I'm captain, huh?" Sehun snickered. Taehyung controlled his fists. "Shut up."

"You gonna hit me, V? Huh? Do it. Punch me too. Then Jungkook will see what a dick you really are-"

"I'm not going to fucking hit you. Shut up." Taehyung gritted his teeth, and Sehun leaned forward.

"Why, huh? What're you gonna do, V?" Sehun snarked lowly, and Taehyung looked at him angrily, seething practically. Taehyung felt like punching him, but then imagined Jungkook's face in his head. Taehyung leaned back.

"I'm not going to hit you." Taehyung said softly, and Sehun pushed him back, angered look on his face. Taehyung leaned forward to push him back, getting annoyed as well, but then Sehun grabbed him by the collar, pushed him hard against the wall- and pressed their lips together.

Taehyung's eyes widened, and then he stilled, feeling Sehun move his lips against Taehyung's. Taehyung didn't kiss back, just had his eyes blown wide. Sehun pulled away from the kiss, looking at him.

Taehyung looked back at him and then gulped. "Bro w-what the fuck." Taehyung said, and Sehun kissed him again, cupping one side of his face, kissing down his jaw and aligning his lips to Taehyung's again.

Taehyung felt the neediness from Sehun and then pushed him off slightly. Sehun kissed his neck. "Fuck me. Please." Sehun whispered into his neck, and Taehyung's eyes were widened.

"What? I-" Taehyung began, and then Sehun leaned up and began kissing him again. Taehyung didn't know why the fuck he wasn't pushing the dude off- but something about this was oddly funny and oddly... arousing? In like a prideful sense.

Taehyung felt Sehun grip Taehyung's shirt tighter and kiss him heavily, moving their lips together. Taehyung gripped Sehun's waist, kissing him back for a measly second and then pushing him off.

"What-" Taehyung began, but got cut off.

"-the fuck?!" A squeak came, and Taehyung and Sehun turned to the side and saw Jungkook by the door, eyes wide. Jimin was behind him, hands covering his mouth.

"Fuck." Sehun let out, seeing Jungkook. Jungkook's mouth was fallen open. Taehyung just gulped.

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[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY SIX〛

Jungkook and Taehyung sat crammed on Taehyung's small bed, Jungkook's nimble fingers hesitantly tracing across Taehyung's forearm. There was a small silence, Taehyung looked up at the ceiling, eyes gleaming. Jungkook looked at him.

"Talk to me," Jungkook said, and Taehyung's breath hitched.

"I-I thought you told me not to. Ever again." Taehyung let out timidly, and Jungkook chuckled out in a weak way, pressing his fingertips down on his veins.

"I've never seen you break down like that. Never seen you cry." Jungkook said in a hushed tone, tense air in the room. He pressed his fingertips to Taehyung's arm once again, and Taehyung looked at Jungkook.

"That day. Um- be-before you came into my room. Before I- um-" Taehyung trailed.

"Before you hit me," Jungkook stated, calm, but tone stingy. Taehyung nodded.

"My father was there- you-you saw him. H-he- um- he hit me," Taehyung said, and noticed Jungkook's shoulders go down, worry filling his face. And god, the way Jungkook's eyes grew big, that worried look on his face he'd get whenever Taehyung got hurt or looked upset.

"Why?" Jungkook let out, scared. Taehyung looked at him. "He found out about us- somehow. So- so he came all the way down here to slap me across the face and tell me to never do anything with boys."

Jungkook gulped, looking down. Taehyung felt like crying again but stayed strong. He'd cried too much in too little time. He felt weak, fragile. Jungkook had to hold his hand firmly and take him to his room, sit him down and ensure he calms down. "So- so when you said your name, he knew it was you. And then-then he left but he was still looking up. And fuck- fuck- I g-got so fucking scared, K-Kook-"

"He saw me touch you." Jungkook murmured, faint. Taehyung nodded. "I panicked. And my f-first reaction was to do the only think I've seen my father do. Hit someone I care about."

Jungkook looked up at him. "What do you mean?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung's shoulders were bunched.

"My f-father used to hit my mother. My- my mom, she was 19 when she had me. My father was 40. My mom was poor, naive, too young. I-I wish she wasn't," Taehyung said, shaking his head, trying not to cry again. "But she was scared of him too."

Jungkook looked at how Taehyung's eyes began glistening with tears. "I kissed a boy once when I was 5. My dad saw and then hit my mom, told her not to raise my like that. She came to me later and told me I-" Taehyung took a deep breath, and Jungkook put his hand on his arm.

"It's fine. You don't have to continue, Tae." Jungkook said softly.

Taehyung shook his head, wishing to let it all out for once, to explain. "She told m-me that it was wrong, t-that I shouldn't kiss boys. I love her so much, Kookie, o-of course I cared deeply about what she said." Taehyung finally let the suppressed tears roll down again. "On hindsight, I-I know that she only said that to protect me. I'm absolutely certain she didn't mean it, not a bit of it. But a-after she-she died, I wanted to hold onto everything s-she ever told me. But I became what she would despise."

Taehyung took a deep breath. "Someone who hits people. Who bullies people. Who's mean. Who everyone's scared of. I'm like my father, Kook. I-" Taehyung started, and then looked at Jungkook, whose eyes were teary too. "I never should've hit you. I'm so so so fucking sorry- a-and you don't have to say it's okay, because I know it's not. I'm j-just a terrible p-person, and- and-"

Jungkook pressed his cheek to his shoulder. Taehyung felt himself ease at that, resting his head upon Jungkook's. Jungkook put his hand around Taehyung's arm. "It's not okay," Jungkook said softly, looking down. "I- um- I went to the nurse's office a-and held on until the nurse left. A-and then I cried for s-so fucking long, Tae-"

"I'm sorry." Taehyung shakily said, and Jungkook squeezed him. "It hurt. It hurt a shit ton coming from you. B-because I really like- liked you." Jungkook said, and Taehyung bit his lip, putting his hand gently on Jungkook's side.

"I know. I'm so fucking sorry." Taehyung said, and Jungkook closed his eyes. They were quiet for a few moments, sitting on the bed, hearing the sound of wind rustling against tall trees from outside.

"Punch me," Taehyung said, and Jungkook let out a little giggle.

"N-no- I'm not going to do that."

"Seriously. I think it'll help." Taehyung said, and Jungkook shook his head. "Punch me and then slap me and then kick me and then-"

Jungkook turned, pressing his face into the crook of Taehyung's neck. He forgot, for a second he did. It was so easy to just get lost in Taehyung's scent, his warmth, his touch. They were so touchy around each other, so close, so so close. It was hard to stay away.

"When you mentioned you had a slight pain kink, I didn't know you meant on you." Jungkook let out, and Taehyung giggled.

Taehyung looked down at Jungkook, both quite close. Taehyung felt in a trance by looking into his honey eyes, feeling the soft touch of his hand on his shirt. "W-why'd you help? Today, I mean? You were with your- your friends."

Jungkook was paused for a few seconds. "Honestly I-I don't know," Jungkook admitted, blinking wet lashes. "It was like an instinct. I was walking down with Sehun, and- and I saw from the corner of my eye that Jimin was talking to you, and- and then you just. You just broke." Jungkook said gently and felt Taehyung tense beneath his fingertips.

"I got scared. I left everything and ran to you. Didn't like seeing you cry like that." Jungkook mumbled, and Taehyung smiled.

"Thank you," Taehyung said. "So much. It's been a really shitty week. I mean, I get kicked off as captain. None of the guys want to interact me anymore. Someone keeps sending me shitty dm's on Instagram. You yelled at me. The coach tells me I won't get into my dream college. On top of that, today's the day my mom died. So-"

"Oh- T-Tae-" Jungkook let out, eyes big while looking at him, sitting up properly. "I'm so sorry. If- If I knew all that was happening, I-"

"Don't apologize, Kookie. You didn't know. You had all the right to get mad at me." Taehyung said, and then squeezed his hand. "I'd get scared if you didn't."

Jungkook sighed, looking at him. "Your mom sounds lovely."

"She was." Taehyung smiled. "She used to make these cookies with macadamia nuts and chocolate chips in them all the time. She got me into football, she loved the sport. And- and she would have loved you. I know she would have." Taehyung said softly, and Jungkook reached forward, touching his shoulder.

"I'm sorry," Jungkook repeated, and Taehyung looked at him. "Don't be." Jungkook then crawled up, settling down beside Taehyung once more, almost draped over his lap- except, not, because that would be totally weird.

"Do you miss me sometimes?" Jungkook asked.

"All the fucking time. I remember when-when we were sharing this room. And I was playing video games, and you just sat on my lap and watched me play. And then fell asleep in my lap. I fucking- I miss you so much." Taehyung said, and Jungkook laughed sadly.

He moved up a bit, and then Taehyung put his hands around his waist and pulled him up, so Jungkook was sitting on his lap. "Tae-" Jungkook began, but Taehyung placed his head on Jungkook's shoulderblade, fiddling with the hem of his jersey.

"Do you miss me?" Taehyung asked after a pause. Jungkook looked down and then gulped.

"Tae I'm with someone else now." Jungkook reminded softly, and Taehyung ran a finger down Jungkook's thigh.

"I know. How is it going with Sehun?" Taehyung asked.

"Good. We talk a lot about art and- and other stuff. He likes biology as much as me. He's really nice, and I can tell he cares about me." Jungkook said, and then saw the look on Taehyung's face and rolled off his lap, sitting down by his side again.

"I'm not mad," Taehyung said, and Jungkook stifled a laugh, pulling his knees up to his chest.

"Yeah right."

Taehyung bit his lip. "I'm trying to change, Kook. I promise I am. I don't let my facade get the better of me anymore. I even apologized to Youngjae-"

"You what?! Holy shit, you are trying to change!" Jungkook gasped, and Taehyung laughed fondly.

There was a bit more of a silence, and Jungkook placed his head back on Taehyung's shoulder. Taehyung let him stay, and Jungkook began tracing the veins on Taehyung's arm once more. He should go. It's late already, and he's been here too long. Jungkook looked up- and saw Taehyung looking at him closely, their faces barely an inch apart.

Jungkook didn't say anything, just felt his breath hitch. Taehyung looked down into his eyes, looking softer than usual, glazed. He nudged Jungkook's nose with his own.

Jungkook shook his head gently. Taehyung nudged his nose again, and this time, he let it stay. Jungkook gripped onto the bedsheets. "T-Tae-" He squeaked out gently, in a faint voice, not sure if he even heard himself.

"Once?" Taehyung asked softly, and Jungkook looked up at him, feeling dazed just looking up into Taehyung's dark eyes like that. Jungkook knew how close they were, knew just once fraction of movement-

Taehyung kissed him delicately, lips barely pressed against Jungkook's, just tingling in his warmth. Jungkook looked up at him. Taehyung looked back at him, eyes sharing so much. Jungkook let his lips take flight for the smallest of seconds, but then pulled away, turning away and standing off his bed.

"Sorry." Taehyung let out gingerly. "Don't get mad at me. Please."

Jungkook turned around. "I'm not," Jungkook said, and then looked at him. "Don't kiss me like that."

"I know. I'm sorry." Taehyung repeated.

"I know I said I wouldn't leave," Jungkook said, voice coiled. Taehyung shook his head. "You've done more than enough, Kook. You can go if you want to."

Jungkook nodded. He reached for the door and then hesitated. "You know this-this doesn't mean anything, right? Don't get your hopes up, please." Jungkook said, voice airy. He wasn't trying to be mean, it was just a reminding tone.

"I know," Taehyung said, and Jungkook turned and saw him look. "Goodnight."

Jungkook walked out, closing the door behind him, heart racing. Jungkook instantly made a left turn and rushed ahead, walking way past- past his own dorms and away from Taehyung's. Jungkook finally reached the last door and knocked on the door.

I can't, Jungkook thought. Not again.

The door opened, and on the other side stood Sehun, sweatpants on low, shirtless. Jungkook walked inside. Sehun stepped back to let him in, looking a little agitated. "Are you here to talk about what happened earlier? Because I'm really confused, and Jimin won't give me a proper answer."

"Me and V used to be really good friends," Jungkook said. "He just needed someone there."

Sehun was paused. "He hit you, Kook."

"I know," Jungkook said. "We're not friends again, don't worry." Jungkook continued and then saw Sehun sigh, rubbing his arm.

"Why did you come here?"

Jungkook looked at Sehun, a glint in his eye. He stepped towards Sehun, and Sehun saw Jungkook's hands go on his biceps. "I want to have sex with you."

Sehun paused, eyes going wide, glazed. He licked his lips. "Now?"

Jungkook nodded. "Now. Please."

Sehun gulped. "Fuck. Um- okay. Yeah- yeah, okay." Sehun stammered, and then looked around his room. Jungkook saw Sehun taking a shirt off his bed and chuck it to the floor. Jungkook stripped out of his clothes quickly, and Sehun just looked, growing harder as Jungkook shred off the last piece of clothing.

"Get lube," Jungkook whined, and Sehun ran into the washroom. Jungkook saw him run back out, holding a bottle and a condom packet between his lips. Jungkook grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him onto the bed, straddling his hips.

"Are- are you gonna..." Sehun trailed, and Jungkook rubbed his ass over Sehun's crotch. "I'm bottoming," Jungkook said, and Sehun nodded, putting his hands on Jungkook's thighs.

"Have... have you done this before?" Sehun asked wearily, and Jungkook chuckled, picking up the lube from the side and drizzling it over his own fingers.

"Yeah, a few times," Jungkook said, and then slowly began fingering himself, pushing into his own tight heat. Sehun watched, sitting back, drooling practically at the sight.

"Why- why so sudden, Kook?" Sehun asked, leaning back on his elbows, looking up at the boy. Jungkook finger fucked himself with two fingers and then leaned forward so Sehun's back pressed the mattress.

"I've only ever had sex with one guy. I want to have it with another. Now." Jungkook whispered, and Sehun nodded.

"I'll be better," Sehun said, and Jungkook hummed.

Later, Jungkook was under Sehun, gripping onto the bedsheets as Sehun rammed into him. Jungkook grabbed his jaw, kissing his cheek. "H-harder-" Jungkook mouthed, mouth wet and messy.

Jungkook closed his eyes, tipping his head back, letting the utter euphoria of his prostate getting played with take him over. He let out stringed moans that sounded incoherent to himself, tightening his legs around Sehun's waist.

Sehun came, riding out his orgasm, fucking Jungkook into it. Jungkook came as well, moaning out, shuddering under the boy.

"Fuck," Jungkook let out, and Sehun pulled out of him, chucking the condom into the dustbin and lying down beside him. Jungkook breathed heavily. It felt different. The sex felt different.

Jungkook fell asleep there.

///

Maths class was the first thing Monday morning. Everyone was in class, chatting away before the teacher came in. Taehyung walked into the classroom, seeing Jungkook on Sehun's lap and choosing to ignore it. He heard a snicker from the side.

"Lousy play last game, V," Jaebum said.

"Must've been tired after fucking your mom," Taehyung responded, and Eka spluttered out a laugh, covering her mouth.

Jaebum scoffed. "Fuck you."

"Wouldn't wanna start family drama." Taehyung continued, and Jaebum grew angrier. Jimin started giggling.

Taehyung sat down in his place behind Jungkook. "Heard you started crying yesterday, V." Jaebum scoffed, and Taehyung took his book out of his bag, placing it on his table. "Someone's become a pussy every since they stopped being captain, huh?"

"Yeah 'cause I ate your mom's."

Jungkook started giggling, and Jaebum groaned and walked up to Taehyung. "For someone who gets so fucking defensive over mom jokes you sure make a lot of them."

Taehyung looked at him. Everyone in the classroom quietened, looking at Taehyung. Jungkook's eyes were big, worried. Taehyung slammed his book shut and then stood up, putting one hand in his pocket. He craned his neck back, bandana matching his dark eyes. He walked close to Jaebum and then smirked.

"Mad I fucked your mom and your girlfriend, Jae?" Taehyung asked.

Eka's jaw dropped, and Jimin put his hand over his mouth to not scream. Jungkook muffled his squeak of surprise into Sehun's hair, and Sehun just let out a snicker.

Jaebum grew red. "Fuck you. You know I cheated on her and that's why she fucked you." Jaebum muttered, and then turned around and walked away.

Taehyung smirked, and then looked around and saw everyone looking at him. "What're you fucks looking at?" Taehyung growled lowly, and everyone turned away.

"He's back," Jimin whispered to Jungkook, who was almost kind of happy to see Taehyung being more himself rather than look sad and upset.

Jungkook smiled at Taehyung, who gave Jungkook a quick smile and sat down on his desk, scribbling something on his sheet. Sehun saw Jungkook looking at Taehyung, and gulped. "Hey, Jungkook does your ass still hurt from last night?"

Some people around them looked at Jungkook, whose eyes widened and he blushed brightly. Jungkook looked at Sehun. "What the fuck? Shut up," Jungkook gritted his teeth, and Sehun smiled gently. "Sorry." He whispered, kissing Jungkook's cheek.

Taehyung looked up at that, and then gulped and looked back down. He shook his head, shaking off the upset that grew within him and instead continued finishing the math assignment. Jimin got up from his seat and walked up at Taehyung. "I'll help." Jimin smiled, and then sat down beside him.

Taehyung smiled, and Jimin leaned forward. "Are you alright from last night?"

"Better, thanks." Taehyung said, and Jimin smiled. "Good! Here, let me help you with this question. It's hard as fuck, took me ages to get." Jimin said, and began explaining it to him.

Jungkook leaned his head on Sehun's head, hearing him talk about some Chemistry award he won back in London. Jungkook sighed. "You sure win a lot of awards."

"Heck yeah." Sehun responded, and Jungkook rolled his eyes mirthfully and leaned on him to look at Taehyung, who was laughing at something Jimin said.

"Sure you sure take a lot of subjects. What do you wanna do after high school anyway?" Eka asked, sitting on the table. Sehun looked at her and hummed, wrapping his arms around Jungkook.

"Doctor. Or engineer. Or a lawyer." Sehun said, and Eka huffed. "Choose one, dude."

"I don't know! I love bio and chem, so I wanna be a doctor! But I'm so good at public speaking and essays and stuff, so I'd love to be a lawyer. But I'm amazing at maths and physics, so being a lawyer also works. But then- I love doing art so I wanna do something related to that too. Plus, I dance a lot, like professionally- so my mom wants me to pursue that further. But my dad wants me to do football because I'm really good at that. So-"

"Check out mister perfect over here," Taehyung taunted, and Sehun looked at him with wide eyes.

"Oh. Um- I didn't mean to show off or anything. Sorry. I got carried away." Sehun said, and Eka laughed.

Jungkook looked hesitant. Sehun let Jungkook get off his lap because the bell rang, so Jungkook sat down on his own seat. Jungkook watched as Sehun got carried away talking to Eka about how he also wants to get into his father's perfect business and become the CEO because he loves economics.

He's too perfect.

Jungkook looked back at Taehyung, and then hummed. "What do you wanna do after highschool, V?"

Taehyung looked up and saw them looking at him, so he shrugged. "Get a scholarship for football, join the Seoul team. Big dreams, probably won't happen. But I'll figure it out on the way." Taehyung said, and Jungkook smiled a little.

He wasn't perfect.

Jungkook suddenly got a piece of paper on his table. He opened the note and saw it read IF YOU FUCKING CATCH FEELINGS FOR BANDANA WEARING HEADASS AGAIN I'LL SLICE YOUR DICK OFF.

"Jimin, please." Jungkook said aloud, and Jimin sighed, huffing. Of course, he sent it. "I'm not. Sehun, look here!" Jungkook said, and Sehun looked at him. Jungkook blew a kiss. Sehun pretended to catch and then ate it. Jungkook giggled.

"Gross." Eka said, and then looked at Jimin. "What do you say, Jimin? Let's leave these losers and start a relationship of our own. Let's sleep together."

"No." Jimin said. "Makes sense." Eka hummed, and then turned back around to face ahead. Taehyung laughed.

"It's okay Jimin. There's a bunch of guys in this school who'd love-"

"I'm straight!" Jimin snapped, and then groaned, covering his eyes. "I hate you guys."

Eka laughed at Taehyung, who did as well. He liked it. Liked that they weren't being mean to him anymore. He felt like he deserved the slight bullying, it kind of made him realize how sucky it must've been for the kids he tormented for years.

After class was over, Jimin saw Jungkook rush to the art room, and then felt a hand on his shoulder. "Hey Jimin... can we talk?" Sehun said, and Jimin turned around, smiled. "Sure Sehun."

Sehun dragged him to the side. Tae, Jimin thought, and then saw Sehun look nervous. "Jungkook and I had sex."

"I know, he tells me everything." Jimin laughed, and then gulped when Sehun looked nervous. "Not- not everything. Like he didn't tell me about the size of dick or something weird like that." Jimin stammered because Jungkook did tell him about that.

"It's not that. It's- I don't know. Jungkook was weird during sex." Sehun mumbled.

"Weird?" Jimin asked, tilting his head. Sehun nodded.

"I thought- since you're so close to him I might ask you. Don't tell him I told you anything. But- when-when we were, you know, going at it." Sehun started, and then explained it better. "When I was deep inside him and hitting his prostate-"

"WAY too many details." Jimin said, and Sehun nodded.

"Sorry. But when I was, he started moaning and shit. Like one does. And- and he came, and-"

"Jesus man just skip to the thing." Jimin said quickly, and Sehun slapped himself and then continued.

"Right! Sorry. Yeah. Who's Taehyung?"

Jimin paused. He frowned. "What?"

"Who is that guy? Is it someone from this school?" Sehun asked, and Jimin hesitated.

"Sounds familiar. Why?" Jimin asked, because he knew who Taehyung was.

"Yeah. Um. He kind of moaned his name when he came." Sehun said, and Jimin froze.

Oh my fucking god. "Oh." Jimin settled with, and Sehun nodded, looking nervous.

"I thought he said my name weirdly. But then I realized he didn't. He said some other dude's. Taehyung? Who is he?? Because Jungkook was really into it, too. Didn't even realise he moaned the dude's name." Sehun mumbled.

"I'm sorry, I honestly don't know. I'll talk to him about it." Jimin said, and Sehun nodded.

"Thanks, Jimin. You're a good guy. I'll see you later!" Sehun said, ruffling Jimin's hair and walking away. Jimin took a deep breath.

He's going to have to slice Jungkook's dick off.

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[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY FIVE〛

Taehyung sat in the back of the classroom, idle chatter from his classmates like white noise in the background. He didn't feel like waking up that particular morning- wishes he could stay in bed all day. But school was a necessity, for some fucking reason, so now he was here.

"Sehun! Sehun!!! Sehunnie-" A voice came, and Taehyung gripped his pen tighter. Jungkook was calling for the black haired boy, who was talking to Jimin. Just pay attention to him, dumbass- Taehyung thought and saw Sehun walk up to Jungkook.

"What's up, baby?" Sehun asked, cupping Jungkook's face. Jungkook smiled up at him and leaned up to press their lips up for a second. Taehyung's breath hitched and he looked down at the assignment.

Jungkook pulled away and then pointed at the sheet on his desk. "I finished the assignment. Let's check answers?" Jungkook asked, and Sehun sat down beside him, grinning. "Yeah!" Sehun said energetically and then looked at his paper.

"Woah, you've got everything right. Me too!" Sehun said, and Jungkook smiled at his enthusiasm.

"Jungkook how's your art piece coming along?" Eka asked, sitting on her table. Jungkook looked at her. "Good! I'm deciding to do a renaissance inspired gay painting," Jungkook said, and Eka laughed. Taehyung felt his insides bloom at that. Jungkook got so happy doing art, it made Taehyung happy.

"How interesting! I used to do art too!" Sehun said, smiling at Jungkook. "I won the London Art Fair last year. Got an award and everything. I couldn't continue with art here, though." Sehun said pouting a little.

"Really? You did art? That's awesome!" Jungkook said, and then tilted his head. "You probably haven't heard of this guy, Stanislav Aristov? My new piece is inspired by his-"

"Oh my god I love him! Did you see his work on the New York exhibition? King!" Sehun said, and Jungkook gasped, giggling. Both continued talking about their favorite artists, favorite subjects, and all the rest. They had everything in common, it seemed.

Taehyung looked at the back of Jungkook's head, trying not to get upset over it. He had to try to be happy at least for today. Today was the worst day of all. One, tonight he had his first match where he wouldn't be captain. Two, the maths teacher said she wanted to speak to him- which can never be good.

And lastly, today was the anniversary of Taehyung's mother's death. He didn't like thinking about it.

Taehyung just took his earphones out of his bag and put them into his ear, turning his phone on to put some random music on. While he had no music playing, he heard some voices on his side.

"Yeah, no- I'd never date a guy like V."

"Me neither. I mean, he's hot or whatever, but he's such a dick!"

"Yeah. Plus, my mom told me to never date a guy who bullies people." Another girl said softly and then looked to make sure Taehyung wasn't listening and looked back at her friends. "V's probably going to be the type to hit his girlfriend when he gets mad or something,"

Taehyung's breath hitched, and he fumbled to put on some music so he could stop hearing those words. Did- did everyone think that?

Did Jungkook think that?

Taehyung felt the earphones get pulled out of his ear. "No phones in class, V. I'm giving you guys a relaxed lesson, that doesn't mean you take advantage," The teacher said, and Taehyung hummed and put his phone away. "Talk to me after class." The math teacher said, and Taehyung nodded, putting his head on the table and trying to get sleep.

After class was over, Taehyung watched as Jungkook dragged Sehun out, excited to show him his artwork. Sehun looked excited too.

"V, look. I'm going to be blunt here because I care about your future." The teacher said, and Taehyung stood in front of her desk. She took out some papers, placing them on the wooden surface. "What's wrong??"

Taehyung saw the sheets and saw the marks on them. Terrible. C's, D's, or even lower. Taehyung gulped. "They- um- they were difficult-"

She sighed, looking up at him. "V... you were doing so well just a few months ago. I was ready to give you an A! But suddenly you're derailing again... You know you can't continue like this, right? Coach told me you're trying for sports scholarships, but those don't accept you unless you have at least a B in subjects like Maths."

Taehyung suddenly got alarmed and frowned. "They won't accept me at all?"

"No! You need to be more alert, V! Look at that new boy, Sehun! You know he does football like you, right? On top of that he does almost all of the subjects and does extracurricular work, and he's been doing all the extra assignments I give him and scoring hundred on them-"

"Okay, I get it." Taehyung irked, feeling tense. "I-I get it. I'm sorry. I'll try harder next time." Taehyung said, and then turned around and walked out of the classroom.

Taehyung sighed to himself, closing his eyes for a few seconds. He couldn't lose this sports scholarship. It was the only way he could get away from his father earliest. He wouldn't want his father's money- wouldn't need that scumbag's money.

Taehyung knew it was lunch, but he couldn't go into the lunch room- all his friends would give him dirty looks. Taehyung decided it best to just go back to his dorms, that way he wouldn't have to feel the guilt he always felt when he looked at Jungkook. Taehyung began walking, but then saw the Coach.

"V! Ready for later today?" Coach asked, grinning. Taehyung nodded somberly. Coach looked at him for a few seconds and then sighed.

"What's wrong?" Coach asked, and Taehyung's breath hitched. "Ms. Yang told me that- that I might lose some of my sports scholarships if I don't up my grade in maths. I thought Seoul University only cared about track record, not grades and stuff?" Taehyung asked. The coach stilled.

"Yes, well... um, the thing is..." Coach trailed, and then gulped. "I think you should forget about Seoul University, kid."

"Why? That's- that's my dream college, coach. The sports facilities there are amazing, they-" Taehyung went on, and Coach sighed.

"Honestly, kid- I don't think they'll take you." The coach said, and Taehyung froze. "They'd probably take someone like Sehun, though."

Taehyung felt himself frozen, looking at the coach. "What- um- w-what about the other universities I told you about? Those big league ones? Like- like the o-one in Daegu, o-or-" Taehyung stammered.

"Taehyung," Coach said softly, and Taehyung looked up at him, eyes glistening. "I'm sorry, kid. I don't make these sort of decisions. It's not just your grades- you're not the captain anymore, so that-"

"B-but- I w-worked so hard for those colleges! I wake up early every day, even in the freezing cold, coach- to- to go to the field and- and practice! Sehun doesn't give a shit about any of that! He just- he's just doing it for college-" Taehyung stammered, feeling his skin grow warmer, knowing tears were creeping to his eyes.

"Don't get angry, V. There's a lot of other schools, you know. Look, I have to go. Don't stress about this thing. Be ready for tonight, yeah?" The coach said, patting his shoulder, and then walking off.

Taehyung cursed out loud, leaning against the wall. He bit his thumbnail- trying to keep his tears in. He sucked them back in and then gulped. He wishes he could talk about this with someone, anyone- but everyone just gave him dirty looks or didn't want to be around him.

Taehyung felt like he was going to throw up. He walked rather quickly towards an empty classroom to be alone- but when he opened it, he saw Sehun and Jungkook. Jungkook on the table, legs wrapped around Sehun, kissing him firmly- while Sehun grabbed his ass.

Both broke away when the door opened and looked with wide eyes. Sehun let out a breathless sigh of relief. "Oh, V. It's you. I thought it was a teacher or some-"

Jungkook looked annoyed. "Sorry," Taehyung mumbled and then turned around to walk away, feeling his insides crumbling. Taehyung tried walking away and then heard the door open and footsteps follow it.

"What the fuck is your problem?" A loud voice came, and Taehyung turned around and saw Jungkook, eyebrows furrowed. "I'm getting a little frustrated with you showing up everywhere! You keep looking at me in classes, looking at me in the hallways, showing up unannounced to my dorm- what're you trying to do?"

"N-nothing- nothing, Jungkook, I swear. I just wanted to talk things out-"

Jungkook let out a humorless laugh. "What?"

Taehyung nodded, looking at the floor. "I-I promise. I just wanted to talk to you about everything. There's just a lot going on at the moment, and-"

"Tae," Jungkook said softly, walking up to him. Taehyung looked at the brown haired boy and his breath hitched, but then saw Jungkook's eyes full of anger. "What in the fucking world makes you think I want to talk to you?"

Taehyung froze. "You punched me in the fucking stomach and called me a faggot!" Jungkook shouted, and Taehyung looked away, not wanting to look into his eyes. "What the fuck makes you think I want anything to do with you?"

"I'm sorry. I j-just- I just wanted to a-apologise. I don't have- have anything right now, Kook-"

"Good. That's what you deserve, you fucking asshole." Jungkook took a step away from him. "And I swear to fucking god, V- stay away from me," Jungkook growled and then turned around to walk back into the classroom.

Taehyung stood there for a while, the lump heavy in his throat. Don't cry don't cry don't cry- Taehyung thought, taking a deep breath. He closed his eyes, getting flashes.

Flashes of hospital rooms, a beeping flat line, his cries. Flashes of Jungkook, of when Taehyung punched him, made him cry, called him a faggot-

Taehyung kept it in. He just walked to a janitor's closet, closing his eyes and listening to the loud noise of kids talking and laughing coming from outside.

///

"How come we aren't kicking Sehun out of the changing room for being gay?" A voice whispered to another in the locker room.

"'Cause I'm not into any of you gross fucks!" Sehun said loudly, and Jimin burst out laughing. "You're all tops anyway," Sehun mumbled, and then there was a snicker.

"I knew Jeon took it up the ass. Looks it." Jaebum said.

Taehyung wanted to tell Jaebum to shut up- but then; "God, shut up JB. I don't know you that well, man, but I can just tell your dick is small." Sehun said.

Everyone started laughing, and Jaebum scoffed. Taehyung picked up his water bottle and headed for the exit of the door. He walked out and then saw the cheerleaders all on the field- along with all the students sitting on the bleachers. The other team was warming up on the field.

Taehyung was looking at how the other team was playing, and then bumping into someone. Taehyung saw he bumped into Jennie, and gulped, seeing her stumble back in surprise. "Sorry," Taehyung tried, reaching out for her shoulder. "Are you alr-"

"Don't fucking touch me, you creep!" Jennie snapped, and then pushed Taehyung away and ran away towards the girl's changing room. Taehyung frowned.

"Jeez V, can you stop being an asshole for one goddamn day?" Eka said from the field, and the other cheerleaders giggled. Taehyung ignored them, walking past the cheerleaders and onto the field.

Taehyung felt his phone ding and realized he still had it in his pocket. Taehyung took it out and saw a message from his father.

Today was your mother's memorial. I emailed the school asking for you to take a leave. Why didn't you come??

Taehyung sighed, texting back. I had a match today. And I rather not be at home. I visited her grave last week.

The message from his father came quickly. You're ungrateful. I've explained to your aunts that you don't care about your mother. Keep living like this, Taehyung. You're ruining your own life. Your mother would be so disappointed.

"Get off your phone, V. We have a match starting soon," Sehun's voice came, and Taehyung looked at the message his father sent and then closed the phone, placing it onto a bench.

"Okay so- Youngjae, midfield. Hoseok, goalkeeper. Yugyeom, striker. V, midfield-" Sehun read off a list.

"I don't play mid," Taehyung said- the team on the side while the cheerleaders did a routine on the side.

"I know." Sehun smiled. "But you will for today. I'm playing striker." Sehun said, giving his shoulder a pat and then walking away.

Taehyung frowned. He looked at the coach and saw him walking up to the field. Taehyung was about to ask what's going on but then saw the coach smile. "There's the star player!" Coach laughed, pushing Taehyung slightly while walking past him and to Sehun. "Are we all ready?"

"Yessir! We're going to win, too!" Sehun grinned, and Taehyung felt his insides hurting like it did all day, but ignored it, trying to be mature about it. It wasn't a big deal. Sehun was good too, Taehyung had to accept that.

"Sehun's a good guy," Yoongi said, and Taehyung looked at him. "He talked to me for ages the other day. And, y'know what! I don't think I hate gay people anymore!"

"Good for you," Taehyung said. "But I think you should apologize to Jungkook too. You guys were kind of mean to him-"

"What do you know, V? No offense- I mean, yeah, we were mean- but you kind of beat him up and called him a fag. That's way worse." Namjoon said.

"Yeah man. That wasn't cool. Even if you aren't cool with the gay stuff- it's not excuse to beat him up. He used to be close friends with you. And now he doesn't even look at you anymore," Hoseok chuckled, and Taehyung stilled.

Taehyung looked to the side, and saw Jungkook, wearing his old jersey with tights, holding pompoms in the air. "Go Sehunnie!" He said, jumping up and down.

"Aww," Jackson said. "Sehun, look at your boyfriend," Jackson said, turning Sehun to face Jungkook. Sehun smiled.

Jungkook was at the bleachers, and he began waving his arms wildly when he saw Sehun looking. Sehun blew a kiss, so Jungkook started giggling. Taehyung looked at him, but then Jungkook saw Taehyung and stopped giggling. Taehyung looked away.

The game began.

Taehyung felt out of place in the middle. He liked being near the goal, liked sizing the other goalie up, liked letting everyone know his place. He liked having the control over the ending tie-up- because he always kicked the ball in.

Taehyung finally got a kick from Youngjae and then dribbled the ball past defenders. He heard cheers from the people on the bleachers and smiled to himself. This was what he liked about football. The rush, the adrenaline. Taehyung saw Yugyeom open and was about to kick it to him, but then-

"Come on Sehun!!" Jungkook's voice stood out from all the others, and Taehyung felt himself stumble.

The ball left his control. He heard the crowd groan over it, the cheerleaders from the other team rejoicing over them being in the lead. Taehyung let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"What the fuck, man?" Jaebum snapped at him, and Taehyung gulped. "Sorry," Taehyung said, and then saw his teammates looking disappointed.

The game went on like this. Taehyung stumbling or losing the ball or just passing to the wrong person. His mind was too cluttered, chest too heavy for him to play normally. When midtime came, he felt himself get yanked to the side.

"V- I'm going to bench you if you continue like this," Coach snapped, and then shook him by the shoulders. "What's wrong with you? You're one of the best players! You can't screw up like this,"

"I know, sorry," Taehyung said in a small voice. Usually, he got really angry when he messed up- which wasn't often. Every time he did, he'd make sure the next play was so fucking legendary that people started clapping.

Now he just felt like a fuck up.

"Hey- um- maybe you should sit out?" Sehun said, and Taehyung looked at him. Everyone in the team saw the look on Taehyung's face and took a step back.

"Sehun you shouldn't have said that," Mark whispered to him, and Sehun was a little confused. Taehyung looked at him, his loose hair hiding the look on his eyes.

"No I mean- just because you-you don't look too good today," Sehun said, and Taehyung stood completely still. The other team members looked terrified, shaking in their studs for Taehyung's response. "It's nothing personal, bro. Plus, that way Bambam could play since he's been sitting out-"

"What the fuck!" Bambam hissed, widening his eyes. "Don't bring me into this! Now he's going to beat me up- ugh," Bambam groaned, hiding his face in his hands.

Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds. "I-" Taehyung began and then gulped. Don't cry. "I can play," Taehyung said, and then looked at Bambam, whose eyes were wide in fear.

"Sorry," Taehyung said softly, and everyone was surprise by Taehyung's sudden change. It's like he was... becoming a rational mature human being.

"Great! Let's do this, man!" Sehun said, patting Taehyung's upper back and then rushing off to the field. He was so full of energy. Taehyung gulped.

Never ever had anyone even thought about making Taehyung sit out before. This meant Taehyung was fucking up. Badly.

The second half of the game began, and this time, Taehyung kept his focus just on the game and nothing else. Ignored the anxiety, ignored his thoughts about Jungkook, about his friends, about his father, about his mother- and just focused on the ball in front of him.

They won.

With 3 minutes to spare, and both teams in a tie, Taehyung said fuck it and then took the ball and dribbled it across the field, fast like a cheetah, eyes dark and veins pumping, and then kicked the ball into the goal with vigor- and saw it shoot inside, surprising the goalkeeper and everyone else.

Everyone erupted into cheers. "Go V!!" Rose squealed.

"Shush!! We hate him, remember?" Lisa whispered. Rose widened her eyes and nodded, whispering sorry back.

The cheerleaders started doing some dance, and Taehyung turned around to look at his teammates, but then paused when he saw all of them cheering around Sehun.

Taehyung wiped the sweat off his forehead, walking over to them. "V!" Youngjae said with a grin. "You were so good!"

"Thanks," Taehyung smiled and heard more compliments from Hoseok and Yoongi. Taehyung was about to walk away but then heard a laugh.

"Sehun-" A voice came, and Taehyung turned and saw Jungkook, rushing over to him. "Good job, babe!" Jungkook said. Taehyung's breath hitched when he saw Sehun pick him effortlessly from under his thighs and press their lips together.

Taehyung froze. Everyone started ohh'ing. Jimin said something about how they ended homophobia. His teammates were all clapping and dancing around like jackasses, looking overly happy at the victory.

Taehyung watched as Sehun looked up at Jungkook, and Jungkook cupped his face and smiled at him, eyes dazzling. Jungkook whispered something to him, and Sehun blushed lightly and nudged their noses together.

Jungkook looked so happy.

Taehyung turned around quickly, feeling that rising anxiousness in his chest he'd been feeling for the past week. Taehyung grabbed his water bottle and bag off the bench, walking off.

"Aren't you going to celebrate, V?" A voice came from the distance, Taehyung not knowing who.

"Shut up, dude. Let him go. He'd ruin it anyway."

Taehyung walked quickly, feeling the vision in front of him hazing, blurring. His heartbeat fastened, stomach making turns, breath going shaky, faster- don't cry, don't cry, don't cry-

He heard some voices behind him. There were a group of people behind him, he didn't know who, but they were probably also making their way back to the dorms. "That's bad sportsmanship, V." One of them said, and they burst into laughs.

Ungrateful. Don't care about your mother. Taehyung felt tears rising in his eyes as he kept walking, biting his lip.

I swear to fucking god, V. Stay away from me. Taehyung felt his hands shaking, so he gripped his waterbottle tighter, bile rising in his throat, the lump growing further and further up-

V, I never told you- Sehun's my boyfriend. Taehyung felt his mouth go dry, gritting his teeth so fucking tightly- don't cry, don't cry, don't fucking cry-

"V? You alright?" A voice came, Jimin, a hand being placed on his shoulder. Taehyung, getting alarmed, turned around and smacked Jimin's hand off. Jimin stumbled back, eyes wide.

"I told you not to go up to him, Jimin! He's a fucking asshole, is what he is." A girl's voice came loud and clear, and Taehyung saw Jimin's vision in front of him blurring. Your mother would be so disappointed.

"S-sorry," Taehyung let out pathetically, everything from today building up into one moment, one moment being right now- he just couldn't take it.

"V are you okay?" Jimin asked, taking a step towards him. Taehyung bit his lip for a second, and then heard the group laugh from afar, and then looked away.

"I-I'm f-fine-" Taehyung tried, but Jimin frowned. "Jimin, just come back here! He'll just hit you again-" A voice came, and Taehyung dug his fingers into his palm.

He broke down. He just couldn't. Couldn't keep it pent up inside anymore. Jimin froze when he saw Taehyung clasp a hand over his mouth, tear beginning to fall down his eyes.

"O-oh-" Jimin let out, eyes going big. "Oh god- V? Hey, hey what's-"

Taehyung turned around. You're such a fucking pussy, Taehyung felt the tears rush down his face, no way of stopping them. He didn't know what to do, but it was as if he'd lost control of his own self. He couldn't stop his tears from falling, couldn't move his trembling body. He felt stuck.

"Taehyung-" A voice came, and Taehyung dragged his fingernails down his face, trying to stop crying, trying to move, loud sobs leaving his lips- "Taehyung don't do that-"

Taehyung felt his hand get pulled off, and then stopped in the middle of his cried when he saw Jungkook.

"J-Jungkook-" Taehyung let out weakly, and Jungkook reached forward, wrapping his arms around his neck.

"Hey, i-it's okay," Jungkook whispered into his ear, and Taehyung wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, getting to hold him, getting to feel his warmth against his. "It's okay. You're okay." Jungkook whispered.

Taehyung felt saved, letting his face fall into the crevice of Jungkook's neck, fitting together like a puzzle, and cried out. "You can cry, Taehyungie. You can." Jungkook said softly, and Taehyung felt the soft touch of Jungkook's cheek against his.

"Fuck." Eka let out, frowning. Her, Sehun, Jennie, and Jimin stood there, not knowing what to do. "Is- is he okay? I didn't think he'd start crying..." Eka stammered.

"It's fine. Come on guys, let's just go," Jimin said quickly, and the girls nodded. Sehun was stood still, frowning.

"What?" Sehun let out faintly, looking at Jungkook and Taehyung. Jimin gulped.

"Don't- don't worry about it. It's just- it's fine. Let's go." Jimin said, taking Sehun's arm and pulling him away, while Sehun couldn't stop looking confused and a little annoyed.

Meanwhile, Taehyung felt like he was dreaming- but he still couldn't stop his crying, even though Jungkook whispered words into his ear and stroked his hair. He didn't know why Jungkook was hugging him, but he needed it so fucking much right now.

Taehyung tightened his grip on the boy's waist, sniffling into his neck. "You're okay. You're good, it's fine. Don't worry. I'm here now," The last words for dainty, leaving a flicker of light in the darkness Taehyung felt.

Taehyung hugged him tightly, weakly whimpering into his neck. "D-d-don't leave m-me. Please."

"I won't," Jungkook whispered, closing his eyes and feeling Taehyung holding him tightly, taking in his familiar scent. Jungkook opened his eyes, placing his head on Taehyung's shoulder, feeling a discomfort he'd been feeling for the past weeks as well go away. "I won't."

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[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY FOUR〛

Taehyung was never this anxious before.

Walking into breakfast on the first day of the week- he took a sandwich from the canteen and then spotted his friends sitting with the rest of the football guys. Except Jimin and Jungkook were sitting on another table with Eka and Sehun.

Taehyung walked up to the footbal guys. He saw Youngjae telling the rest of the guys some story, and everyone was laughing loudly. But when Taehyung got there, Youngjae spotted him and then hesitated, quietening. "I-I'll tell you guys later." Youngjae mumbled.

Taehyung opened his mouth to say something, but then saw Yugyeom mumbled something to Bambam, and both of them get up and leave to go sit with Jungkook. Everyone was kind of quiet, not knowing what to say.

Taehyung gulped. "I've got some- some homework to finish. So I'll go." Taehyung mumbled, and then walked away from the table. When he did, he heard all of them begin talking and laughing again.

Taehyung walked out of the food hall and sighed. He didn't feel hungry anymore. Taehyung just threw the sandwich in the dustbin and walked to the only place he could get some peace. The art room.

Taehyung walked into the small room and then sat down on one of the chairs, remembering how a few months ago- Jungkook was sitting on his lap at this exact spot, talking about how he thought bees were very cute. And Taehyung had just smiled and kissed his cheek and said how he thought Jungkook was very cute. And Jungkook blushed and hid his face with his hands.

Taehyung almost smiled at the memory, but then remembered. Remembered how after the two went to the boys' lounge, and Taehyung ignored Jungkook completely and made some homophobic comments. And how Jungkook looked disheartened and kept trying to tell Taehyung something, but Taehyung didn't listen and instead continued fucking around with the other guys.

Taehyung cursed to himself. How did he not notice that Jungkook had a crush on him?

Taehyung took his phone out and began going through old texts of him and Jungkook. They hadn't texted for weeks. The last text was this.

Kookie hey taetaehyungie

Kookie i thought abt what u said 😙

Kookie on my way to your room right now!!

Kookie 💞💞 im gonna give u many many kisses !!

Taehyung let out a small breath he didn't know he was holding. Fuck. Fuck- they were so close to being together. Taehyung was so close to holding Jungkook every night and calling him his baby. Taehyung was so fucking close to having one good thing in his life.

But instead, everything went wrong. So- so quickly.

Taehyung scrolled through their texts and let out a small smile at some of them that occurred when everything seemed fine.

Kookie youre a little meanie

Taehyung you're the one that left without kissing me goodbye 😡

Kookie BC I HAD HOMEWRK ): i HATE u

Taehyung no u dont

Taehyung pretty babie

Kookie i like u sm ):

Taehyung when I see u next I'll kiss ur cute butt

Kookie EWWW i <3 u

Taehyung heard the door of the art room open, and turned with widened eyes and saw Jungkook. "Oh-" Jungkook let out, fingers tightening around the door handle. "What- what're you doing here?"

"I just came here to... be alone, I guess," Taehyung mumbled, and saw how Jungkook was looking away, awkward.

"Okay," Jungkook said, and then walked inside and towards the cupboard to take his art file. He grabbed it, and then looked at Taehyung wearily. Jungkook opened his mouth to say something, but Taehyung did first.

"Kook," Taehyung let out, and then stood up. "I-I never meant to hit you."

Jungkook looked at him for a few seconds. "Okay," Jungkook mumbled, sounding unconvinced. Taehyung sighed.

"I didn't mean to. I swear. I just- I can explain everything. I promise," Taehyung said, taking a step towards him. "It's my father- he-he's terrible. And when I was younger, my-my mom said these things to me-"

"Okay, V- I don't care," Jungkook said, and Taehyung stilled, looking at him. "Stop telling me all this. It doesn't concern me."

"O-okay. Okay. I know- I know that. I just- um- I-I thought I should tell you, b-because-"

"Well don't. I don't want to know whatever backstory you're going to make up to somehow redeem yourself. It isn't going to happen, because I don't care." Jungkook said harshly, and Taehyung nodded quickly.

Jungkook walked two steps towards the door and then turned around. "And also- don't hang out here. This isn't your little hangout. I only introduced you to this place because I... I trusted you. I don't want you to be here. Go hang out with the football guys or something."

"Yeah o-okay. Sorry." Taehyung stammered and then saw Jungkook walk out and slam the door shut. Taehyung flinched lightly, and then turned around, coiling his hands into fists and sighing.

///

Taehyung was sitting on the side benches, watching the other boys play while he sat out. The distant sound of the whistle felt like white noise to him. He just sat there, watching as Sehun kicked another ball into the goal effortlessly, and then smiled when the other boys congratulated him. Taehyung just watched.

Earlier that day in class, he'd had to watch as Sehun kept complimenting Jungkook and saying all this stuff about him and how pretty he was- and Jungkook kept blushing lightly and telling him to shut up. Taehyung could just watch.

"You're so good! Aw, we're going to kill those dudes at the Seoul Championship next year!" Hoseok cheered, and Sehun laughed.

"Sehun?" Youngjae asked in a small voice. "The- um- the coach said you could teach me how to correct my footing-?"

Sehun smiled at him. "Of course, man! You're already really good, but if you just position your foot like this-" Sehun went on, and Taehyung saw as the boys surrounded him, all listening in, looking at ease.

The coach cleared his throat. "Okay, boys. I want all of you to write down on pieces of paper who you want the next Captain to be. The final decision will be mine, but I want to see what the rest of you think. And please- no drawing penises this time." The coach sighed.

"Sorry," Jackson mumbled, and the boys laughed.

Taehyung walked off the benches and began walking across the field. "Aren't you gonna vote, V?" Namjoon asked.

"No," Taehyung said, picking up his bag.

"You have to vote, V." The coach said, and Taehyung rolled his eyes. "I don't feel like it, Coach. You can decide through 13 votes, can't you-"

"Just be a part of the fucking team. Stop whining." Jimin snapped, and Taehyung looked at him and paused for a second. Taehyung walked over to the coach, and he handed Taehyung a piece of paper and a pen.

After a few minutes, all the votes were collected, and the papers were given to the coach. The coach counted and checked all of them, and then hummed.

"Right. 1 vote for Jackson. 2 votes for Jaebum. 10 votes for Sehun! Great," The coach said, and Taehyung just turned around to walk away, feeling a pained feeling in his gut.

"Who was the last vote for?" Someone asked. "V, but that doesn't count." The coach mumbled, and Taehyung frowned to himself.

"Seriously, dude? You votes for yourself?" Bambam asked, and Taehyung scoffed. "No, I didn't. I votes for Jackson."

"R-really!" Jackson asked, cheeks tinted. Taehyung hummed. "'Cause I didn't think anyone else would," Taehyung mumbled, and then turned around and walked away, didn't see Jackson look down sadly.

Who votes for him?

///

"Class dismissed." The teacher said after the bell rang, and everyone quickly got up and began walking out of the door. Taehyung slipped through the tables and grabbed an arm.

"Can we talk?" Taehyung asked, and then saw a frown. "I just- I feel like I should apologize."

"Yeah, you really fucking should." Eka snapped, and Taehyung looked at her with a sigh.

"Eka, listen. I never meant to hit him. I swear- I-" Taehyung began, and saw Jimin walk up to them after hearing what Taehyung said. "Please. Just hear me out. I know what I did was wrong. It was pathetic, it was- it was weak, and I hate myself for it. But-"

"Fuck off, V. It doesn't mater, because you're still going to be an asshole after this. Even if it was a mistake, it's not like you're going to learn and suddenly change." Jimin said with a scoff.

"Yeah, you're not me," Eka said, and Jimin laughed.

Taehyung felt weak. "I'm trying to change, I swear," Taehyung said in a small voice.

"Too late," Eka said, and she and Jimin turned around and walked out.

Taehyung took a deep breath. He felt that feeling he'd had for the past week where his insides would feel tightened and his breathing would get shorter and his stomach would feel inverted.

Taehyung picked his books up and walked out of the classroom, but when he did, he saw Jungkook walking away- rushing almost, and Sehun running behind him.

"I said no, Sehun," Jungkook mumbled, and Sehun sighed, grabbing Jungkook by his waist. Both probably didn't see Taehyung, who was leaning against the wall.

"Hey, come on-" Sehun said, and Taehyung felt his eyebrows furrow. Was Sehun hurting him? If Sehun was hurting him, Taehyung would kill- "Why no?"

"Because," Jungkook said. "I-I don't feel like dating anyone right now. You're really sweet, but I just don't feel like having a boyfriend." Taehyung's breath hitched.

"Why not, though?" Sehun asked. "I thought it was nice when we kissed last night... didn't you?"

Taehyung froze, tightening his grip around his books. Taehyung heard Jungkook giggle. "T-that was pretty nice. But- I just- I went through a pretty bad relationship not too long ago. I don't think I'm ready to jump into another one-"

"But Kookie! I'll treat you really well, I swear. I like you a lot, Kookie. I think you're really cool and funny and cute." Sehun said in a soft voice. "Can't you give me a chance?"

"I-I don't know," Jungkook said. "Everyone says stuff like that. It's too soon for me to trust another-" The words got cut off, and Taehyung heard the sound of kissing.

Taehyung heard with widened eyes as the sound of two lips being pressed together continued on for a bit, but then- "Sehun- no-" Jungkook said, pushing him off lightly. "I'm just... not ready yet. Sorry." Jungkook said. Sehun chuckled.

"No no- don't apologize. Don't worry about it! You're just so great, it's hard to resist." Sehun said, and Jungkook giggled. "But don't think this won't make me ask you out again next week. Or the week after that. Or the week after that. I'll wait till you're ready, Kookie." Sehun said, giving him a wink.

Jungkook smiled softly. Sehun looked at him for a few seconds. "Hey- if you want... you probably haven't done this before, so it'll probably sound really weird to you- but you know those kinds of relationships where people just... hook up?"

Jungkook froze. "No!" Jungkook said loudly. "No- look! Either I date you, or I don't. I don't want any of that fuckbuddies crap," Jungkook said frantically, sounding scared. "If that's what you want- then I don't want you to think about me like-"

"Okay- okay, relax. I was just asking, don't worry. Plus, I'm not the kind of guy to sleep around. I like intimacy and feelings and shit." Sehun said, and Jungkook giggled. Jungkook kissed his cheek and then saw Sehun blush a little and turn around to walk away.

Taehyung gulped and straightened up, turning to walk back to the dorms. He watched as Sehun walked past him, and saw how he was wearing a jersey, the captain's jersey.

Taehyung knew the long weekend was coming up- so he rushed into his bedroom, dropped his books, and instantly took his laptop out to book a train ticket back home.

///

The train ride from Busan to Daegu took an hour. Taehyung was in a blue coat, not wearing his bandana, looking outside at the greenery and snow in silence throughout.

He finally reached and picked his bag up, walking off the train. He walked out of the train station. He got a taxi and took it to where he needed to go. He reached the place and then saw a woman selling flowers and tea outside.

"Can I have one bouquet of those?" Taehyung asked, pointing at one of the purple lilies. The woman smiled and picked them out, handing them over to Taehyung. "And two cups of green tea, please," Taehyung said, and she handed that over too in small ceramic cups. Taehyung paid her.

"Thank you." She smiled, and Taehyung gave her a nod, and then turned and walked away, holding the small holdable tray of tea cups and purple flowers.

Taehyung walked on the damp dirt path, the only sound being that of birds chirping and tree branches rustling from the wind. Taehyung waked across the ground and finally reached. He saw the stone slab and felt his throat close up.

Kim Seoyeon 1982 - 2013 Loving and beautiful mother

Taehyung reached down, sitting beside the grave. "Hi mom." He whispered, feeling the lump in his throat that always rose. Taehyung placed the bouquet of flowers on her grave and placed the cup of green tea beside it.

Every time he visited his mother, he brought green tea for her. "I know I haven't met you for months. Truthfully... I was just... really happy for some time." Taehyung said, and then looked down at his fingers, gulping.

He looked at his mother's grave. "I'm sorry, mom," Taehyung said softly, feeling his skin tingle beneath his eyes, moisture growing in them. "I-I'm sorry."

He dragged his fingers down the dust on her gravestone. "I d-don't know w-what to do, how to- how to feel. I wish you were h-here." Taehyung let out and then looked down. "A-all these years. I hated dad. I hated him so much. B-but now I feel l-like I've become like him."

Taehyung sniffled, feeling a tear roll down his eye. "N-none of m-my friends like me anymore. T-the coach kicked me o-off as captain. T-the only person I liked... I h-hit him. I shouldn't have-" Taehyung began, and then put his hand on his face, tears rolling down his skin. "H-how am I any different t-than dad?"

Taehyung took a deep breath, looking up at the sky, seeing it blur in his vision. "I j-just-" Taehyung began, and then closed his eyes. "I don't want to d-disappoint you," Taehyung whispered.

Taehyung heard the silence after his words and then continued looking up, seeing the clouds meld together, moving slowly. He remembered the sound of his mother crying while his father hurt her because he kissed a boy.

He remembered how his mother came back later and cradled him in her arms, pressing kisses to his forehead. And then she told him she'd protect him forever.

Taehyung looked up. Protect him forever.

Taehyung looked at his mother's gravestone. His mother didn't leave his father as early as she did because she had Taehyung. His mother didn't divorce him because of Taehyung. His mother didn't tell her husband about anything bad Taehyung did to make sure he doesn't get yelled at.

Whenever Taehyung got bad grades or did something bad. His mother would keep quiet about it, and just tell Taehyung gently that it wasn't alright. Or if his father did find out, she'd talk to him softly and tell him to not take it out on Taehyung- that he's just a child, that he hadn't done anything wrong. To take it out on her instead.

Taehyung froze. His mother was always just trying to protect him.

She'd always been so loving, so kind, so accepting, so- so nurturing and mature. There's no possible way she could've been mean and vengeful towards anyone. Taehyung remembers after a certain dinner at home when his father had made some racist comments. Later his mother told him that his father was wrong, and there's no need for hatred against anyone for their race.

His mother taught him to be kind, to love everyone, to not hurt people, to be caring. His mother taught him to not treat people differently for their cast, color, creed, anything.

Taehyung sat up. There's no way she would be disappointed of Taehyung.

She would be happy.

She would be so happy that Taehyung found someone he liked so much. She'd ask him everything about Jungkook, and tease Taehyung for acting the way he would, and brush his hair and tell him to never hurt Jungkook.

She wouldn't be disappointed.

Taehyung smiled to himself. Maybe, just maybe he was wrong about his sudden epiphany. But deep on the inside, he knows his mother better than his father ever did. And he knows his mother would accept him in a heartbeat.

Taehyung got up from the dirt, smiling. "I love you, mama," Taehyung whispered, pressing a kiss to his fingertips and tracing them across her gravestone.

Being with his father for so long, Taehyung had become mean, rude, toxic to the people who showed him love. He'd become like his father.

Taehyung didn't like that. He didn't want to be that person- the person everyone hides from and is scared of and doesn't want to be around. Because that doesn't make him any different from his father.

And what else- Taehyung has never given a single fuck about what his father thought or did. So why would he start now? Frankly- Taehyung doesn't care. He doesn't care anymore.

He doesn't care about what anyone thinks. He's going to be like his mother and put himself first. He doesn't care.

He can love whoever he wants.

Taehyung reached school on Saturday night, the whole day passed by visiting his mother. He knew he only did it because the whole of next week he'd be thinking about how it was the anniversary of his mother's death. So he'd visited her earlier, gotten the closure he needed.

Taehyung rushed into the school building, dressed in his blue coat and beige high neck sweater and tan jeans. He rushed down the hallways of the dormitories, knowing where he was headed, knowing who he needed to talk to.

He was aware no one wanted to speak to him. But maybe. Just maybe- if-if he tried hard enough if he just was persistent enough-

Taehyung bumped into someone, not even realizing. He looked and saw Youngjae, whose eyes were widened in fright. "I-I'm so sorry-" Youngjae stammered, taking a step back.

But Taehyung put his hands on Youngjae's shoulders. "Don't worry," Taehyung said, and then smiled. "Youngjae- you're actually really good at football. What Sehun told you about the footing was wrong. I never told you this- but you shouldn't be playing mid. You should be playing striker. 'Cause you're really really good." Taehyung said, and Youngjae's eyes were wide.

"W-what?" Youngjae let out, and Taehyung gave him a look. "I'm sorry for ever being mean to you. I hope I can make up for how shit I was to you. I'll see you tomorrow. I need to go now. Bye!" Taehyung said and then continued running.

Youngjae's eyes were wide as saucers, and he almost fainted. Taehyung was high as hell, Youngjae thought. That could be the only explanation. But somewhere inside, Youngjae was happy. Really happy.

Taehyung rushed to Jungkook's room and then stopped, taking a deep breath. Taehyung knocked on the door twice. He waited for it to open, and then let out the deep breath when it did, and Jungkook was on the other side.

He looked beautiful. His hair was falling, must've just dried it. He was wearing a pink sweater and what looked like yoga pants. Jungkook looked at Taehyung. "What?" Jungkook asked, sounding annoyed.

"Jungkook," Taehyung said softly and then smiled hesitantly. "I know. I know you're mad at me. I know I'm a terrible person. I don't want you to think I'm trying to redeem myself. You don't have to accept my apology," Taehyung said, and Jungkook watched silently. "But I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. I never meant to hurt you. Ever."

Jungkook was quiet. Taehyung took that as an indication to continued. "I know you don't like me. And I'm so sorry it took me so long to finally understand," Taehyung said, and then smiled at little. "Understand how goddamn stupid I was. I mean- fuck. If I just- If I weren't such an asshole, Kookie, maybe the two of us could've-" Taehyung trailed off, and saw Jungkook looking at him with widened eyes.

"What're you doing?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung gulped. "Nothing. Nothing- don't think I'm here to kiss you and make you mine- or- or try and have sex with you or something weird. I've just realized. I realized t-that- I like you, Kookie." Taehyung said, and then dropped his head down. "I know you're thinking I sound really fucking stupid. But I like y-you so much. And-"

"No. N-no- don't do this," Jungkook said, shaking his head. "You're lying again. You just want to fuck me. You just-"

"No, not at all. I promise." Taehyung said weakly, looking at him closely. "Kookie, I've been thinking so much lately, a-and-" Taehyung began, and smiled a little. "J-just been thinking about you h-has been keeping me sane, Kookie. I m-mean, these past two weeks have b-been the worst for me. Just seeing you smile in the hallways was more than enough-" Taehyung said softly.

Jungkook looked at him for a few seconds in disbelief and then pushed past him, walking out of the room. Taehyung frowned and turned around, and then saw Sehun there. Taehyung saw as Jungkook walked up to Sehun, grabbed the taller boy by the collar, and pressed their lips together.

Taehyung stopped at the doorway, eyes wide. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Jungkook kissed Sehun firmly, moving their lips together with intensity. Taehyung watched in confusion and then saw Jungkook pull away.

"V-" Jungkook began, and then looked at him. "I never told you." Jungkook continued, trying to sound normal. "Sehun's my boyfriend,"

Taehyung froze. He watched Jungkook with wavering eyes and then saw Jungkook look up at Sehun with his big, big beautiful eyes, and smile at him. "He was very persistent." Jungkook giggled and saw Sehun smile.

Taehyung looked at them for a few seconds, and then felt his insides go lax, his mind go blank. "That's great," Taehyung said, voice parched. "I'll just- um- I-I'm gonna g-go," Taehyung said with a quick smile, and then turned around and walked away, heart beating rapidly.

Jungkook saw him walk away and then looked back at Sehun, who had his eyebrow raised. "...I'm your boyfriend now?" Sehun asked, and Jungkook gulped.

"Yeah. I'm ready now. I really am. I don't want to think or let my old- old relationship stop me. I like you, Sehunnie," Jungkook whispered, and Sehun smiled. "I don't want to be hesitant."

"Good, good," Sehun said, and then wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist. "What was V here to talk about?"

"Nothing. He was being an asshole like usual." Jungkook giggled nervously, and Sehun snickered and then kissed Jungkook again. Jungkook kissed him back and then saw him pull away.

"I actually came here to ask you out again. Seeing as that won't be necessary, I'm gonna go back to the library and get my homework finished. See you at dinner." Sehun said, kissing Jungkook's cheek. Jungkook blushed and nodded, and then saw him walk away.

Jungkook took a deep breath and then walked back inside his room. He saw Jimin sitting on his bed. He'd heard everything, and had his eyes wide. Jimin gulped. He had to talk to Taehyung.

Taehyung rushed into his room and closed the door behind him, and then fell onto his bed, clutching his sheets tightly. Taehyung felt the moisture building up and cursed out. He didn't want to cry. Not again. Not constantly. Couldn't keep crying like this. Couldn't keep weakening himself-

Taehyung felt tears fall down his face and felt himself spiraling, powerless. Taehyung gripped his pillow tightly and gritted his teeth and tears continued rushing down his cheeks.

V. I never told you. Sehun's my boyfriend.

Taehyung pressed his face against his hands, feeling his nails scratching down his cheekbone in anger as he continued thinking of the way Jungkook smiled up at him.

Sehun's my boyfriend.

How Jungkook kissed him so firmly, grabbed his collar and looked up at him with big eyes. It was all too fucking much. He didn't want- didn't want Jungkook to leave him. Didn't want him to go away. Didn't want to lose him like he lost everyone else.

And god fucking damnit- Taehyung was such a terrible person. He was absolutely vile, horrible, fucking pathetic. He should be happy for Jungkook, be happy for his happiness. But no- Taehyung was selfish, and mean, and hated, and worthless. Jungkook deserved everything in the world except him.

Taehyung fell asleep crying, eyes clasped shut tightly. He knew the next week would be absolutely fucking terrible.

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[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY THREE〛

Jungkook heard an exchange of words coming from outside the nurse's office, where he was sitting on the bed, some sort of aloe vera gel on his stomach. He was quiet, hearing the loud voices.

"No, it's not fucking okay. This is the nth time V's bullied someone or hit someone like this. We can't just let him do this shit."

"Especially not to Jungkook."

"Weren't they friends? I saw them talking in class..."

"It's a long story."

"What happened to Jungkook? Where is he?" Jimin's voice arose, and Jungkook tensed. The nurse room door burst open, and Jungkook saw a wide-eyed Jimin standing on the other side.

"Jimin-" Jungkook began, but Jimin rushed up to him and wrapped his arms around him. "Oh my god, are- are you okay?"

Jungkook inhaled sharply. "Um. Yeah." Jungkook said. "It's only a bruise," Jungkook said, pointing to the red area on his stomach. Jimin frowned.

There was a silence, and then Jimin turned around. "I'm going to fucking kill him-"

"Jimin." Eka said, also walking into the nurse's room. She was the one that found Jungkook outside Taehyung's room and got him here. "Don't do shit."

"Why the fuck not? He thinks he can punch Jungkook and get away with it?" Jimin snapped and knew there were people outside, so he quietened. "I don't care what the fuck was going through his head- you don't hit someone like that!"

"I know. I know that- but... let's not jump to anything." Eka said, and then the door opened, and Jungkook saw the new kid, Sehun. He was the one that carried Jungkook to the office.

"Hey- um- there are some people outside that want to talk t y-" Sehun began, but then the door burst open again and Lisa, Jennie, Jisoo, Rose, Yugyeom and Bambam ran into the room.

Jungkook let out a small smile, and all the girls were big eyed and hugged him tightly. "Oh!! Jungkookie, are you okay?" Lisa asked, and Bambam hugged him too. Yugyeom just watched, asking Jimin what happened.

"Yeah guys I'm- I'm fine, don't freak out-" Jungkook said, and Lisa continued hugging him tightly. "Who did this?" Jisoo asked, worried.

"V." Eka said, and Jennie reached into her backpack and took out a knife.

"Jennie!" Jimin gasped, and Sehun ran out of the nurse's room.

"I'm going to kill him." Jennie growled, but Eka grabbed her from the back of her shirt.

"Where the fuck did you even get a knife from?" Bambam asked, and Jennie sighed. "Art room..."

"Okay, look, no one's hurting anyone. We aren't better than him if we resort to bullying." Eka said, and Rose scoffed.

"As if you care about bullying." Rose said, and Eka stilled. Rose gulped. "Sorry. I'm just really mad right now! I heard he punched that other guy in the hotel too! And now hurting one of his closest friends?? Why did he even do it?"

Jungkook was looking at the wall. He gripped onto his bedsheets. "I-I don't know," Jungkook said softly, and Jimin patted his back.

"We won't do anything if you don't want us to, Jungkook." Jimin reassured, and Jungkook looked down, suddenly remembering what he saw after Taehyung punched him.

He saw a tear fall down his eye.

"Yeah. Okay." Jungkook replied, and then looked down, everyone went silent for a few seconds, but then Lisa began saying something about how V always bullies people for no reason. Yugyeom, Eka and Jimin just looked at Jungkook in worry.

///

The Monday following the incident which took place on Friday. Everyone was on the football pitch, and Taehyung was hearing some of the boys laugh loudly on the field while tying his laces, taking longer because his mind was filled with endless cluttered thoughts.

"Taehyung," Taehyung heard, and then looked up with a frown and saw the coach. The coach never called him by his real name.

"What happened?" Taehyung asked, standing up.

The coach looked angry, seething. "Are you out of your mind?" He shouted, and Taehyung tensed. Everyone on the football pitch looked to see what was going on because the coach never raised his voice- especially not at Taehyung, the star athlete.

"S-sir-" Taehyung began, and the coach frowned further. "Two of the cheerleaders came into my office just now. They told me you punched Jungkook?" The coach snapped, and Taehyung tensed.

Jin, Hoseok, Namjoon and Yoongi- who came closer to see what was happening, all frowned. "Do you think it's funny, V? Bullying people, doing all this rowdy shit? Especially Jungkook- what'd that kid do to you?"

Taehyung kept quiet and then heard a groan. "If this gets to the principal, you know you won't get a football scholarship, right?"

Taehyung looked up, eyes wide. "W-what?"

"You punched a kid in the school, broke some kids nose during the trip- you know that kid's dad owned the damn hotel, right? He was furious, Taehyung! I didn't know what to tell the goddamn head of the school," The coach snapped, and Taehyung's breath hitched.

"Sir I- please- please don't tell the principal this, I-I'll-" Taehyung began, and the coach snickered.

"Jungkook probably will before I do it. You're a good kid inside, I know that. But you need to stop letting this shit get to you." The coach snapped, and Taehyung nodded.

"I won't- I won't do it again, sir," Taehyung said, and the coach scoffed.

"Damn right you won't do it again. You're getting kicked off as captain."

Taehyung paused. Everyone heard that on the field and turned to look with widened eyes. Taehyung snapped his head up. "W-what?!"

"There's nothing I can do, V. You shouldn't have done such a stupid thing." The coach said and then turned around to walk away.

"No- no coach, I- you can't kick me off as captain! I'm- F-football is all I have right now, coach, y-you can't-" Taehyung stammered, and the coach kept walking, so Taehyung stopped in his steps and looked around.

He tried finding Jungkook. Maybe if Jungkook told the coach that Taehyung should remain, captain- the coach would change his mind; "Coach- just- can you just talk to Jungkook? I-I'll do charity work- or- or I'll get suspended from school. I don't care, j-just- please don't take the position away from me-"

The coach stopped. He turned around. "Jungkook's not here."

"What? Where is he?" Taehyung asked, frowning.

"Didn't he tell you?" Jimin irked, and Taehyung turned to the side and saw the boy looking at him angrily, holding a football tucked in his arm. "Jungkook left the team."

Taehyung's shoulders dropped. His eyes were still wide. "What? W-when? Coach- you-you can't let Jungkook drop the team-" Taehyung began, and the coach sighed.

"He said it'd be better for him." The coach said, and Jimin hummed, staring at Taehyung with darkened eyes. "Yeah. Bet it is. When the team forces him out of the changing rooms and the captain punches him in the fucking stomach," Jimin growled, and Taehyung looked down.

Taehyung looked at the coach, who shrugged his shoulders. "You shouldn't have done it, V. I have to take harsh decisions. Plus, the team shouldn't have a captain who-" The coach began, and then sighed when he saw the dejected look on Taehyung's face. "Nevermind."

"V-" Yoongi began, but Taehyung turned around and walked off the field. Yoongi gulped. "V come on- you can still play in the team!"

"Let him go, Yoongi. Don't want him to punch you too." Jin mumbled, but Taehyung heard it and began walking faster.

Taehyung walked into the boys' locker room and clasped his hand over his mouth, feeling a lump rising in his throat and tears burning in his eyes. He looked at the empty bench area where Jungkook used to keep his stuff and felt a tear fall from his eyes.

Ever since Taehyung could walk he'd wanted to be a footballer. He used to stay up till 3 am watching the matches on tv and joined the school team his first day of school. When he got upset, or missed his mother, or remembered his asshole of a father, or felt any hinge of upset, he went on the field.

He became captain when he was too young to become a captain. But even the older kids said it was right. Taehyung was brilliant. Taehyung met college agents who told him he'd get a scholarship for football if he continues on like this; as a captain.

Taehyung sat down on the bench, feeling tears rushing down his face, trying his hardest to grit his teeth and not let any emotion out, trying his hardest to clench his fingernails into his palms until he formed marks because he didn't want to cry.

He didn't want to.

///

The nurse smiled at Jungkook. "So take this cream and put it over the bruise at night to make it go away faster. It's a bigger one, so it might take time."

"Thank you," Jungkook said with a small smile, and put the cream in his hands and walked out of the nurse's office.

When he walked out, he saw Taehyung standing there, dressed in a sweater and tracks. The moment the two saw each other, the reactions were a little different.

Taehyung took a step toward him, and Jungkook took a step back.

"Jungkook," Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked at him fearfully. "Listen. I- I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that at all. I just- I was- I was really upset because my dad got this email from the school, and-"

"It's okay," Jungkook said, and then turned to walk away.

"No, Kook wait-" Taehyung said quickly, rushing to stand in front of him, stopping his walking. "It's- it's not. Take it out on me. I'm sorry, I'm really fucking sorry. Just- you can be angry."

"Okay," Jungkook said. Taehyung gulped, bunching his hands into fists. He dropped his head low.

"Why did you leave the team?" Taehyung asked, voice dry.

"I wanted to focus more on art," Jungkook said.

"O-okay. Well...Jennie and her friends went and told the coach I did... what I did... and- and I got kicked off the captain position." Taehyung said, and then looked at Jungkook, who was still. "Please, Kook, c-could you just speak to them? They must've gone out-out of impulse or something-"

"No. I told them to go." Jungkook stated, and Taehyung looked at him.

"Kook you know how much football means to me," Taehyung said softly, and Jungkook moved past him.

"I don't know how much anything means to you."

Before Taehyung could try moving towards him, he heard a clearing of a throat and turned. "Is he bothering you, Kook?" A voice came, and Taehyung saw Eka.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung. "Yeah," Jungkook said, and Taehyung tensed. "Let's go," Jungkook said to Eka, and Eka gave him a look, and both of them walked away.

Taehyung walked towards the lounge, not knowing what to do with himself. He felt devastatingly troubled, like everything he'd done so far compiled together to hit at him now. And it's funny because it's all his fault.

He went back to his room that day, after hurting the only person who'd seen good in him, and fell onto the floor and cried until night blurred with day and his tears merged with reality.

He saw the football guys in the lounge, they were all laughing at something. When they saw Taehyung, one of them whispered something and the laughter died down. Taehyung scoffed. "Don't have to shut up when I enter a room."

"Okay... um, anyways. Does anyone know who's going to be captain now?" Hoseok asked, and Taehyung tensed. He didn't like thinking about it.

"I think there's going to be tryouts or something," Jackson said.

"It'll look really good in my college application," Yugyeom said, and Bambam chuckled.

"Don't do it if you're just going to do it for the college application," Taehyung mumbled, and it sounded a little harsh. Yugyeom looked at him.

"Ooh, you sound mad," Yugyeom said, and Taehyung rose his eyebrow. "Don't hit me too, V. You just got kicked off as captain, don't wanna get kicked off the team too, do you?"

"Yugyeom," Mark said, trying to shut him up, and Yugyeom looked away. Taehyung leaned against the wall, not knowing how to respond.

"So- how are we going to manage with a 13 person team? I mean, didn't the coach say we need 14 minimum?" Jinyoung said.

"You're getting a 14th teammate, alright." A voice came, and all the boys looked at the door. It was Sehun, he was wearing aviators (even though they were inside).

"And, he's trying out for the captain," Sehun grinned, and Taehyung wanted to laugh.

"They don't take inexperienced players in the proper school team. Try for the beginners one maybe." Taehyung said. Sehun looked at him.

"Oh, I'm not a beginner. I used to be captain in my team in London. We were one of the best." Sehun said, and Taehyung tensed.

"That's great! You should join," Namjoon said, and Sehun grinned. "I will. But what about the old captain? Someone told me he was a PROPER bitch but a good player-"

"Shut up!" Bambam hissed, and Taehyung cleared his throat. "That's me," Taehyung said, and Sehun laughed.

"Oh shit- wait, you're the guy who hit-" Sehun began, and then looked away. "Nevermind. Anyways, I'll see you guys on the field." Sehun said, and then walked out.

"Cool guy." Jin hummed, and Taehyung bit the inside of his cheek. He had a bad feeling about this guy.

///

They had an assembly on bullying the next day. Taehyung sat in the back and felt the guilt in him worsen. He saw Jungkook sitting a few rows ahead of him, leaning against Yugyeom's shoulder and looking bored.

After that, the classes continued as normal. They had maths, and Jungkook was sitting there alone because he wanted to go early and finish his homework. When the door opened, he looked up and then smiled.

"Hi," Jungkook said and saw Sehun. "What're you doing here so early?"

"I don't really have any friends yet. Tried hanging out with the football guys but they're... weird." Sehun said, and Jungkook laughed.

"Yeah, they're like that," Jungkook said, and then saw Sehun sit down in front of him, leaning to look at his work.

"Oop- wait, that answer's wrong," Sehun said, and then pointed at the answer of one of his questions. "You'd double it because the original numerical had a 2 in front of it.

"O-oh- yeah, I didn't even see that." Jungkook giggled out, and then crossed it out with his pen and wrote over it. Jungkook looked at the boy. "So. My friend told me you're trying for the football team."

"I am! Yeah... um, I'm scared." Sehun said, and Jungkook laughed. Sehun looked at him with a smile. "I'm pretending like I'm fine but really I'm fucking terrified. Apparently, the old captain was really good, so a lot to live up to."

"He was alright," Jungkook said, looking back at his work. "Homophobic as fuck, though."

"Really? Wait, you're gay right? I can tell by the way you've done your hair." Sehun hummed, and Jungkook rose his eyebrow.

He looked at his hair in the window beside him, seeing it parted kind of. "I didn't know my hair was gay."

"Oh it sucks massive dick," Sehun scoffed jokingly, and Jungkook burst into giggled. Sehun smiled. "I'm kidding. Eka told me."

"Eka's great. If you guys didn't find me that day I would've had to limp my way to the nurse's office." Jungkook mumbled in a small voice.

"Eka was showing me around! And yeah. You're light as a feather, too." Sehun said, and Jungkook blushed. "By the way, if I become captain, then you don't have to worry about the homophobia thing."

Jungkook smiled, assuming the guy was being decent. "Really?" Jungkook asked, and Sehun nodded, smiling wide. "I'm the only gay one around here. It gets sucky after a bit. Like the attention is fine, but not when you get beaten up because of it, y'know?" Jungkook said, and Sehun let out an oof.

People began walking into the classroom. Jungkook was still talking to Sehun. The black haired boy said there was something on Jungkook's cheek and padded his thumb across his cheek, trying to get it off.

Jungkook noticed Taehyung walking in as well, walking to the back of the class. Of course he glanced at Sehun and Jungkook, and of course, he felt a pang in his insides.

"Don't get too touchy, new kid. He's gay." Jaebum said loudly from the other side, and Jungkook froze.

Jungkook moved away from Sehun, cowering his head and putting his focus back onto his work. He should just ignore him and move on.

"Shut up." Jungkook heard both Taehyung and Sehun snap at the same time. Jungkook looked up and saw Taehyung and Sehun looking at each other.

"Stop being an asshole, Jaebum," Taehyung said, and Eka walked into the class and snickered.

"Ironic coming from you," Eka said, sitting down on her seat.

"Yeah, plus I'm gay too," Sehun said, and everyone in the class stopped what they were doing.

"What?" Eka said, eyes wide.

"What!!" Jungkook squealed, smile bright.

"What?" Taehyung let out, soft.

"You are? That's- that's amazing. Let's become friends instantly." Jungkook said, and Sehun laughed.

Taehyung looked at the two of them hesitantly and heard Eka sigh. "Why is every guy around me gay?"

"Just the two of us and Jimin," Sehun said, and Jimin sat down behind Jungkook, frowning.

"Dude I'm not gay," Jimin scoffed. "Not that there's anything wrong with it and I don't take it as offensive even slightly I'm just disapproving your assumption," Jimin said, and Jungkook giggled.

Taehyung heard Jungkook began giggling harder when Eka started saying something about how she perhaps turns dudes gay, and Taehyung couldn't help but feel something butterfly-y in his stomach. He knew Jungkook was ignoring him, but it was sobering.

Hearing him giggling felt like an anesthetic.

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[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY TWO〛

Jungkook didn't know kinda-dating-not-gay-but-straight Taehyung was going to be HARDEST thing ever.

Monday morning- the morning after a night full of kisses and embracing, where Jungkook said he had to go because they had classes the next day and Taehyung kissed his shoulder blades and whined at him to stay- Jungkook saw Taehyung in the hallways, walking to class.

"There he is," Jungkook let out to Jimin, who knew of their thing. "V-" Jungkook began with a small smile, but Taehyung walked right past him, bumping their shoulders and making Jungkook stumble back.

"Oh." Jungkook let out, and Jimin frowned. Jungkook turned around and saw Taehyung walk away, and then gulped. Jungkook ignored that. "He must really have to pee or something," Jungkook said, and Jimin hummed.

Later, in their lesson together- Chemistry- Jungkook sat down on his seat next to Taehyung which is his assigned seat. "Hey V. Can you give me that pencil you borrowed from me last class-" Jungkook began, dancing his fingertips on Taehyung's forearm.

"No," Taehyung said quickly, and then got up and rushed to the teacher- mumbled something about needing to go to the nurse, and then ran out.

"Wow he must really need to pee or something," Jimin mumbled to Jungkook, who elbowed him.

Jungkook ignored that too! Maybe Taehyung really WAS feeling unwell! Finally, in Lunch, Jungkook walked over to the grey-haired-boy and sat down beside him. "V~" Jungkook whispered into his ear, and Taehyung looked at him. "Stop ignoring me..."

"I'm not," Taehyung said quickly and then looked back at Yoongi and Namjoon, who were sitting beside him, having their own conversation.

Jungkook gripped the bottom of Taehyung's shirt. "No but you-"

"Stop touching me, Jeon." Taehyung snapped, and then stood up from the seat. Jungkook's eyes widened.

"I-I-" Jungkook stammered and then saw Namjoon and Yoongi looking confused. Taehyung stormed out of the lunchroom.

"Wow he must REALLY need to pee-"

"Shut up, Jimin," Jungkook mumbled, standing up from his seat and rushing out of the lunch room as well, following Taehyung.

Jungkook saw Taehyung standing at the end of the hallway, and wondered if he did something to piss him off. "T-Tae-" Jungkook breathed out. "What was-"

Taehyung looked around, grabbed him by his arm and took him into the Janitor's closet. When they were in there, Taehyung locked the door from inside and then wrapped his arms around Jungkook. Jungkook frowned.

"Hmm..." Taehyung said, hugging Jungkook tightly, squishing his cheek, the other boy standing in his embrace, confused. "I like this whole kinda-dating thing-"

"What?" Jungkook asked, and then pushed Taehyung away slightly. Taehyung frowned. "Why were you being so mean to me all day?"

"Huh? Oh- I don't want people getting suspicious." Taehyung explained normally.

"That- oh my god, Tae- that doesn't mean you have to ignore me completely and be rude to me! We can still talk!" Jungkook snapped.

"Yeah but... what if, like, someone thinks we're dating... I mean, literally, we're not- and- and I don't even want people to think that y'know?" Taehyung said, and Jungkook's shoulders dropped.

Taehyung looked at him. "Baby," Taehyung said. "Hey, look, you know I like you a lot, right? I'm just scared, you know that-"

"I know," Jungkook said, and then got a kiss on the cheek. He got another kiss on his nose, one his other cheek, and then giggled lightly, getting peppered with kisses.

Jungkook grabbed Taehyung by the shirt. "Don't worry too much, okay?" Jungkook said, and Taehyung nodded.

They both (after making out) walked out of the janitor's closet. They began walking towards the lunch room, and then Jungkook saw Lisa walking towards them.

"Hey Jungkook-" Lisa began, and Taehyung hesitated.

"Oh hey, Lisa. You look hot as fuck today," Taehyung said with a little smirk. Jungkook felt his stomach twist and looked at Taehyung in disbelief. Lisa blushed slightly, frowning.

"Um. Thanks? Anyways- Jungkook, we're meeting to work for our art project later, right?" Lisa asked, referring to the art project her, Jungkook, Jennie, Jisoo, and Rose were working on. Jungkook nodded.

"Wow Jeon, you do art stuff? Pussy," Taehyung scoffed, putting his hands in his pockets and walking away. Jungkook frowned.

Lisa rolled her eyes, walking closer to Jungkook. "Don't listen to him. I'll see you later, K?" Lisa smiled, and Jungkook gave her a quick smile, and then looked at Taehyung.

"Tae, seriously?" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung looked at him.

"What? Oh come on, we just walked out of the janitor's closet together! What if she thought something was up??" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook rolled his eyes. He began walking away, and Taehyung sighed. "Don't get mad, Kookie."

Jungkook walked into the lunchroom and then saw a group of girls walking out. "Kookie come on, you know I-" Taehyung began, and then Jungkook heard- "Hey girls. Lookin' good," Taehyung winked at them, and Jungkook felt even more jealous and rushed off.

Jungkook reached their lunch table and saw it completely full. He sighed and then saw Jimin look at him upset. "Hey, everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine," Jungkook mumbled, and Taehyung walked up behind him, texting on his phone. He grabbed a chair with one hand and pulled it towards the table, sitting down.

"What're you doing, V?" Hoseok asked. Taehyung bit his lip, texting rapidly. "Texting some girl back who sent me nudes," Taehyung mumbled, and Jungkook looked into his phone and saw him messaging some raunchy shit to some girl.

"What the fuck?" Jungkook snapped in annoyance, and Taehyung looked up at him in confusion. Jackson gave Jungkook a smile.

"Oh Kookie, right, you're gay so you don't know this. Girls are people with boobs and they sometimes get horny so they send straight boys nudes-"

"Shut up, Jackson!" Jungkook snapped and then saw Taehyung still texting that girl. He gulped. Jungkook looked at Jackson. "Make room."

"What?" Jackson asked, and then Jungkook walked over to him and sat down on his lap, putting one arm over his neck.

Taehyung looked up from his phone. Jungkook made himself comfortable on Jackson's lap, and Jackson was just looking at him in confusion. "What? Keep texting your girl," Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung bit the inside of his cheek.

"Wow. I really need to pee." Jimin said, and then stood up and walked out of the super tense super awkward situation.

"Yeah, me too," Jungkook said, getting up from Jackson's lap and leaving.

"Dude," Jackson let out, eyes wide. "His ass felt just like a girl's! That lowkey turned me on." Jackson said, and then got a smack on the head.

"Shut the fuck up, Wang." Taehyung husked, and then stood up from his seat and walked out as well.

"Jeez... do they all need to pee?" Jin asked, and Jackson just looked down in shame. Bambam patted his back.

Taehyung followed Jungkook out, and midway through the hallway, grabbed his arm. Jungkook pulled his arm back. "Don't touch me, V. Someone might see us and think we're getting married."

"Jungkook-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook turned around, angry. "Don't make eye-contact with me, V. Someone might see us and think you fucked me on the floor of the boys' locker room!"

"Stop speaking so loud," Taehyung hissed, and Jungkook let out an ugh and turned around. Suddenly both he and Taehyung felt someone grab their arms. Both turned and saw Jimin, and got dragged down the hallways.

"Both of you are going to SHUT up," Jimin said while dragging them down, and then kicked open a classroom and pushed them back in, and then walked in himself and locked the door. "And SIT down."

Jungkook sat down in confusion, and Taehyung sat down as well. Jimin grabbed two pieces of paper from a shelf and smacked it down on their tables. "Both of you are stupid and dumb."

"Thank you."

"Now you two are going to write down the rules of his relationship and what you want out of it. You can't proper date? Fine. But stop pulling each other's hair out by this no-communication shit. Make two colums of DO's and DON'Ts. Am I clear?" Jimin snapped.

"Yes. Question- am I the only one turned on right now?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook kicked his leg. Jimin took two pens and smacked them down on their tables.

"Now write," Jimin growled. Jungkook gulped. "Y-you gave me a crayon-"

"Work with what you have!" Jimin shouted and Jungkook nodded wearily.

Jungkook drew a thin line in the middle and began writing the DO's and DON'Ts. He looked to the side and saw Taehyung peering over from his seat, but then Jimin hit his head with a ruler.

After 15 minutes, they were both done. Jimin hummed. "Show me," Jimin said, and grabbed both their sheets and took a look at it.

Jungkook's looked like this

DONT's flirt with others text sexual stuff to others ask ppl out to hook up/ date / etc ignore the other be mean to the other equate being artsy to being a pussy

DO's kiss, hug, make out, etc in private be friends, hang out, talk in public give each other support and attention- private & public listen to each other and still act as a couple would just without the pda

"Okay Jungkook, yours is... well written." Jimin said, and then looked at Taehyung's and gulped. Jungkook frowned. He grabbed Taehyung's sheet out of his hand and looked at it.

DONT talk much be 2 friendly make others think ur dating let jungkookie <3 sit on jacksons lap

DO sex

Jungkook's shoulders fell. Taehyung looked confused as to why Jungkook looked upset, and Jimin hummed. "Okay, so Taehyung's DONT's list is bad, but-"

"N-no, that's not why I'm upset," Jungkook mumbled and then tightened his grip on the paper. He looked at Taehyung, eyes wavering. "How is this any different to when we were fuckbuddies?"

Taehyung scratched the back of his head hesitantly. "Because... um..." Taehyung trailed, and then looked at his desk. "Um... we... we can talk more? In private," Taehyung mumbled.

Jungkook left the paper on the desk and stood up to walk out of the classroom. Taehyung scowled and stood up from the desk to follow him, rushing. "Jungkook-" Taehyung called out and saw him walking quickly. "Jungkook come on, don't be up-"

"No, Tae, I am upset!" Jungkook said, turning around. He took a deep breath, looking at Taehyung skeptically. "You told me you liked me."

"I-I do!" Taehyung said, and Jungkook snickered to himself weakly, looking away. He shook his head.

"I'm dumb. I'm so so dumb," Jungkook let out, covering his face with his hand. Taehyung stepped close to him, grabbing his waist.

"Hey, no- no listen. I do like you. I like you a lot, and I want us to-"

"You want us to have sex, Taehyung." Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung paused. "That's what you want. You want to fuck me in your dorm like you used to and then kick me out before I got too close. You want to hold me close at night and kiss me but then push me away when things get too gay for you." Jungkook said, and Taehyung gulped.

"Kookie, I want you. I don't know how, or-or to what extent but- I just know I do." Taehyung said softly.

"I don't know, Tae. Am- am I stupid? I mean, is it just me??" Jungkook asked, looking at him hopelessly. "I spend all this time trying to get you to pay attention, trying to- trying to get you to like me back- trying to get you to want me as much as I want you, but-" Jungkook began, and then dropped his fists by his side, clenching them tightly. "It just- i-it never works with you."

Taehyung opened his mouth to say something, but Jungkook put his hand up. "You can pretend you want me, Tae- you can. But if you really did you wouldn't even be looking at other girls or having that apprehension." Jungkook said and then took a few steps back.

"You haven't changed, V. You just want my body and everything that comes with it. Everything but my heart." Jungkook said, and then turned around and walked away, feeling his eyes get misty.

Taehyung looked at him walk and felt his shoulders drop. He sighed, seeing Jimin walk out of the classroom, looking tense. "I-I'm sorry." Jimin squeaked.

Taehyung gulped. "Dude I- I like him. I really do, I just- I thought he didn't care about the straight stuff,"

"Do you really, V?" Jimin asked, looking at him. "Do you really like him? You should be honest with him if you don't, you know." Jimin said.

"I-I do! Why do you guys think I don't?" Taehyung asked, and Jimin sighed. He hummed, looking at Taehyung.

"You know why you scored 4 goals in the championship, V? And why you're captain, and why you're so bloody good at the game?"

Taehyung was paused. "Because you're so passionate as fuck about it. And I see that, hell- everyone sees that. You might piss us off, V, but we know how much you care about the game- that's why we don't say anything."

Taehyung looked down. "If you care so much about Jungkook, why is it so hard for you to let go?"

"I-" Taehyung began, and then scrunched his nose, as if he was trying not to get too emotional. "I don't know."

"It's fine, you know." Jimin said, tilting his head slightly. "If you don't like him the way he likes you. He'll understand."

"I do like him, Park-"

"So far it seems like you like him when other guys like him too." Jimin cut, and Taehyung tensed. "It seems like you like him when he's willing to have sex with you."

"Why does the part of you that cares only come out when you're high?" Jimin asked, and Taehyung looked at him.

"I don't fucking know, Jimin," Taehyung irked, and then looked away. "Fuck off."

"Sorry. I didn't- I didn't mean to be overbearing-"

"It's fine," Taehyung said, and Jimin hummed softly, nodded, and turned around to walk away. Taehyung just felt his insides tear away at each other. He does care, he cares so much about Jungkook. He's just... too scared. He's still too scared.

///

Jungkook saw the note in his hand. It had neat handwriting on it saying what's wrong?

Jungkook took a piece of paper out of his notebook and wrote down it's V- he's being annoying. he said we could be a thing (like more than just fwb) but he doesnt wanna do any of the relationshipy stuff which :/ irks me. Jungkook folded the note up and passed it under the table to his side.

A little while later, he got the note back. v's so fucking annoying. i'm sorry. one day hes gnna get whats coming 4 him. xox. Jungkook looked at the note and giggled.

"Jungkook, Eka, no passing notes in class," The teacher snapped, and Jungkook looked up, blushing.

"Yes Ms.... sorry," Jungkook said, and Eka looked at him and giggled. Jungkook smiled at her.

"Anyways, kids! We have a new kid joining us for the last semester." The teacher said, and Jungkook looked up. New kid, that's always exciting. "He's Korean, but he grew up in London. Be welcoming."

"Ooh. New guy. This should be fun." Eka said, and Taehyung scoffed from behind her.

"He won't want to crawl up your cave, Eka." Taehyung gruffed.

"Why, do you want him to crawl up yours?" Eka asked, looking at him with a raised brow. Jungkook giggled, and Taehyung frowned. Taehyung looked at Jungkook giggled, and Jungkook shut up, biting his lip.

Taehyung ripped a piece of paper from his notebook. He scribbled something onto it and passed it to Jungkook. Jungkook rolled his eyes and opened it.

you're the cutest boy in the whole world <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 i would draw all the hearts that beat for you but i don't have the time to draw a BILLION hearts

Jungkook blushed wildly and then scrunched the paper up in his palm and looked at Taehyung. "S-shut up."

Taehyung smiled at little at him. Jungkook soon received another paper note. He opened it with a small smile and saw.

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when u smile you've never loved ur stomach or your thighs ): the dimples in the back at the bottom of yr spine but I love them endlessly~

Jungkook looked at Taehyung. "Is that a fucking One Direction lyric."

"Shush." Taehyung kissed softly, and Jungkook giggled.

"Who was your favorite member? Mine was Zayn. Always wanted to suck his dick." Eka said with a sigh, and Jungkook was going to say mood, but then heard Taehyung grimace.

"Shut the fuck up, Eka. We weren't talking to you." Taehyung snapped, and Jungkook frowned at him.

Eka looked away. Jungkook saw her look a little upset and try and talk to her friends. But her friends all ignored her, so Eka just looked down at her desk, playing with her fingernails.

"Here he is, class." The teacher announced, and the class doors opened and a boy walked in. He had darkened eyebrows and jet black hair. He looked kind of scary. "Introduce yourself." The teacher smiled.

"Um- hey. I'm Sehun. Just moved here from London." Sehun said, voice deep. Eka looked at him with a small grin.

Taehyung couldn't look less bothered, and Jungkook didn't care much. Maybe he could make a new friend- or not. It didn't matter. Taehyung continued writing cute love notes to Jungkook, and finally, after class, Jungkook got up and rushed out. Taehyung followed him.

"Babyyy~," Taehyung said, following him inside the boys' washroom. Jungkook ran away from him.

"Nooo- you're gonna be mean again," Jungkook said, but Taehyung grabbed his hands. He began kissing them, and Jungkook giggled.

"Stop- Taehyung! You're-" Jungkook began, but Taehyung leaned in and pressed their lips together. Jungkook hummed into the kiss, trapping in his arms. Taehyung pulled away finally and looked down at him.

"I know you're upset. But- but I'll show you how much I care, okay? I promise. My list was dumb as fuck. I'm sorry. If you feel better about this situation, then come talk to me. If not, then I'll understand," Taehyung said softly.

Jungkook looked up. "You'll wait for me to make my decision?"

"Of course I will, baby," Taehyung whispered, kissing Jungkook on the nose. Jungkook smiled.

"Okay. I-I'll see you later. Maybe." Jungkook said, and Taehyung kissed him one last time and then rushed off to football practice, while Jungkook had to go for artwork.

///

"Um, V?" Mark said, going up to Taehyung, who was walking back from practice towards his dorms. "Some dude was here. Said he was from Daegu, looking for you. I told him your dorm room number,"

"Oh. Okay." Taehyung said, having no clue who it could be. Taehyung walked towards his dorm. He finally reached and then pushed the door open. When he did, he froze.

Taehyung felt his grip tighten around his door handle. "F-father?" Taehyung let out, voice dry, eyes wide. His father was looking around his room. Taehyung walked inside, dropping his bag down. "What- um- what're you doing here?"

"I came down here to talk to you." His father said, voice gruff. Taehyung saw him holding his phone tightly in his hand. "I think there's something we should discuss, isn't there, son?"

Taehyung walked forward towards his desk, trying to clean up his mess, feeling his stomach tighten. "Um- yeah," Taehyung said, clearing his throat. His father was always so busy with work, this must be something very important. Maybe a second wife, or something of sorts.

"Do you remember what your mother told you? What she told you before she died?"

Taehyung struck still at his words, gripping the side of his desk. "Y-yes."

"She said to make her proud, didn't she?" His father spoke, voice gruff, dripping with something... something which scared Taehyung.

"Yes. Yes, she did- why are you here?" Taehyung asked again, knowing he didn't like when he spoke of her. He turned around to look at his father and then saw his father scrolling through his phone.

"I don't think she'd be quite happy with you. Do you?"

Taehyung froze. He didn't know how to answer that, so he just kept quiet.

Suddenly he saw his father look at him, his eyes practically red. He didn't come here for no reason. He never came to the school. This had to be serious. Taehyung saw him pick up his phone and show it to Taehyung.

It was an email. An email from the school.

"Do you want to read it, son?" His voice said, voice still calm. Taehyung looked at it closely, trying not to waver.

"T-the school has issued-" Taehyung began, and then gulped. "The school has issued many- m-many complains against- against Kim Taehyung for his o-overuse of abusive language, recklessness, bullying, and inappropriate a-activities."

Taehyung paused, and then looked at his father. "Dad, I- I swear it's just sometimes-"

"Finish reading the thing, Taehyung." His father said, and Taehyung turned his eyes back to the email, feeling his insides whirring in fear. Taehyung saw down the lines.

"We h-have received accounts from the staff o-of the hotel which the students s-stayed at for the ch-championship," Taehyung read, voice dry. "T-that Taehyung punched a-a boy and sent him t-to the hospital," Taehyung said, and then looked at his father again.

"He- he was trying to hurt one of my friends, dad, he-" Taehyung began, and saw the anger in his father's eyes.

"Finish reading the damn thing!" His father shouted, and Taehyung flinched and looked at the phone, reading down.

"A-and accounts of-of Kim Taehyung pe-performing in s-sexual... sexual activities with- with one of t-the students... Jeon Jungk-" Taehyung began and then froze.

His father looked at him closely, but Taehyung was frozen still, looking away with a pale face and wide eyes. His father turned his phone around to read it for himself. "Jeon Jungkook. An email has only been sent to you as your son has been seen bullying Jungkook before. The school chooses not to speak on the fact of two boys doing such things-"

"F-father-" Taehyung let out, weak.

"Are you out of your mind?!" His father yelled, loud, loud and piercing Taehyung's ears. Taehyung saw him move towards him. "Doing things with a boy- what the fuck has gone wrong with you?!"

"N-nothing-" Taehyung shook his head. "I d-don't even know what-what t-they're talking a-about, Dad- s-some kid spread a rumor, and-" Taehyung began, and then saw his father looking increasingly angry. "I-I'm not gay, father, I-I-"

Taehyung's father slapped Taehyung harshly across the face. The noise that the slap had made radiated off of the walls and back to Taehyung's ears.

"No son of mine," His father growled lowly, and Taehyung looked down. "Will ever be gay, do you get that?"

Taehyung nodded faintly. "I said do you get that?" His father shouted.

"Y-yes sir." Taehyung let out.

"If I ever hear this shit again, Taehyung. If you so much as think of any boy after this in such sort of a way- I want you to think of how fucking disappointed your mother would be of you." His father growled into his ear, and Taehyung felt tears in his eyes.

"Y-yes father," Taehyung said faintly, voice barely coming out, the image of his mother in his mind.

His father turned around to walk out of his room. Before his father could open the door, it opened itself. "Taehyungie!" A bright voice came, and Taehyung looked up with widened gleaming eyes to see Jungkook there. Jungkook looked at his father and grew silent.

"Oh- hello. I'm Jungkook. You must be Taehyung's father." Jungkook said with a smile, and Taehyung cursed internally, digging his fingernails into his palm.

Taehyung saw his father ignore Jungkook and walk away. Taehyung walked after his father and then saw him walking out and down the stairs. His father looked up at him one last time.

"Tae what's wrong?" Jungkook asked, not knowing his father was still looking. Jungkook put his hand on Taehyung's shoulder. "Hey, did something happen-"

Taehyung looked at Jungkook. Jungkook frowned. "Oh no, T-Taehyungie- you have a mark on your face-" Jungkook let out, reaching his hand up to touch his cheek.

"Don't fucking touch me-" Taehyung shouted loudly, and Jungkook's eyes widened. Jungkook opened his mouth to speak, but Taehyung reached forward, grabbed Jungkook from the shoulder and punched him ruthlessly in the stomach.

Jungkook let out a sound of pain and fell to the floor, gripping his stomach. He let out a cry at the shooting pain, tears reaching his eyes. Jungkook looked up at him with widened eyes, widened fearful eyes.

"T-Taehyung-" Jungkook squeaked out in confusion and saw with teary eyes as Taehyung looked down at him, hair falling on his eyes to hide them.

"Shut the fuck up you faggot," Taehyung growled, turned around and walked into his room, slamming his door shut loudly, making people walk out of their dorm rooms to see what was going on.

Jungkook felt some tears fall down his eyes and the pain in his stomach grow ten times in size. He coughed out and then felt his mind wallow in confusion, in pure utter confusion. Faggot. The word rung in Jungkook's ears, coming from Taehyung.

"O-oh my god Jungkook, are you okay?" A voice came, and Jungkook felt the pain in his stomach worsen, along with his anxiety.

"Help me take him to the nurse-" He heard the voice say, and then felt himself get picked up, but just closed his eyes to not cry further.

https://jeontaeh.tumblr.com/post/647264689067311104/thirty-three

[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY ONE〛

trigger warning : domestic abuse

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"And I just-" Jungkook began, tears in his brown eyes. "After everything we've been through, all the ups and downs- for you t-to... lie to me like that and- and betray my trust, I j-just c-can't believe it," Jungkook sniffled, taking a tissue and pressing it to the inner corner of his eye.

"Stop being so over dramatic, oh my god! I slept with her ONCE! It was ages ago!" Jimin snapped.

"But why didn't you tell me! I mean, you've always hated Eka!" Jungkook snapped at Jimin, who rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, well. You were being a little butt to me back then, remember? You moved in with V and I was all alone one night. I randomly began messaging her and then... y'know.... one thing led to another, and-" Jimin said, and Jungkook grimaced.

"I didn't expect that from you, but damn, man. Get it." Jungkook said, putting his fist forward. Jimin fist bumped him. "I had a long ass conversation with her on the train. She told me everything that happened that night when I was drunk as hell. Taehyung didn't... do anything inappropriate." Jungkook said, sighing in relief.

"Still kind of sucks. To even have that apprehension shows that you don't trust him fully. Plus, how can you just go with what Eka says?" Jimin asked, and Jungkook gulped.

"Well, um-" Jungkook began, and then scratched the back of his neck. "I... I trust him?" Jungkook stammered, and then shrugged. "He did punch that guy who tried pulling shit on me."

"Fair enough," Jimin said. "Are you gonna go talk to him?"

"Yeah. I'll go right now, in fact." Jungkook said, and Jimin hummed and sat down on his bed. "By the way, what's going on with you and Rose?"

"Nothing," Jimin said, blushing. "We just talked that night, nothing more."

"Mhm. Sure thing." Jungkook winked, and then giggled and walked out of his dorm.

Meanwhile, Taehyung was in his dorm, sitting on his bed while facing Eka, who was sitting on the other bed. She rose her eyebrow at him and then sighed. "I don't know why you're so fucking silent. I kind of saved your football career,"

"Yeah but you told Jungkook way more than necessary," Taehyung snapped, and then looked at Eka. "Why're you getting involved in my business?"

"Excuse me?? If I didn't get involved in your business, Jungkook would've told the entire school that you raped him!" Eka said sharply. "So don't you dare be angry at me."

"Still, Eka. I was high as fuck that night, and I knew he was drunk! He didn't need to know how I felt about him!" Taehyung said. "I-I was just spewing bullshit that night, anyone. Now he's going to think I want him to be my boyfriend or something," Taehyung mumbled.

"Don't you?" Eka asked.

"No! I'm- I'm not gay, Eka. For fuck's sake- will you just- just shut the fuck up." Taehyung grumbled, covering his face with his hands.

"Literally didn't say anything."

"Yes, you did! Couldn't you have just told him I didn't take advantage of him- instead of telling him I'm in love with him!" Taehyung snapped, and Eka sighed, rolling her eyes.

"God, shut up. I helped you out, why the fuck are you still being so-"

"Just get up and get out of my room," Taehyung said, and Eka frowned. "I could still tell everyone you're into fucking dudes by the way. I still have that on you, so I don't know where you're getting this confidence from," Eka said, standing up.

Taehyung looked at her. For some reason, the thought of Eka knowing sent his insides into a whirlwind of anxiety, so he threw out any words that left his mouth. "As if anyone's going to believe you anyway. You always start rumors, Eka. You're a wannabe high school queen socialite who didn't get enough attention as a child."

Eka frowned. "Okay, woah. What the fuck did I even do to you? I'm being unreasonably nice to you about this situation-"

"Unreasonably nice? You're being a fucking bitch, as usual!" Taehyung snapped, standing up. Both of them didn't see the door of Taehyung's dorm room opening. "Do you ever wonder why you have no friends? And why no one likes you? Because you're a bitch, Eka. You always have been and you always will be-"

"Woah," Jungkook let out, rushing over to stand in front of Taehyung. "Hey, don't say that," Jungkook said to Taehyung. He saw Eka looking lost for words, a little upset.

"I was-" Eka began, and then gulped. "I was just trying to be nice for once. Why're you getting so mad?" Eka asked, and Jungkook frowned at Taehyung.

"Because I don't need people like you knowing this shit about me, got it? Just- fuck off." Taehyung snarked, sitting down on his bed.

Eka looked at Taehyung for a few seconds, and then grabbed her bag and headed for the door. "Eka-" Jungkook called out, but she walked out of Taehyung's dorm room and slammed the door shut. Jungkook looked at Taehyung, eyebrows furrowed.

"That was really mean! Why'd you say all that?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung sighed.

"She's not going to do anything about it. Plus, I don't need her knowing so much about me, it- it's fucking weird." Taehyung grumbled, and Jungkook bit the inside of his cheek. He didn't like how mean Taehyung was sometimes.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook and scoffed. "Why're you here anyway? Don't you have some other masterplan to make where you make me feel like utter shit?"

Jungkook looked at his feet. "Not yet..." Jungkook said in a small voice and then felt Taehyung grab him and pull him closer until he was standing between Taehyung's legs, while Taehyung was sitting down on the bed, looking up at him.

"Why'd you do that, Kookie?" Taehyung asked, voice softer than earlier.

"It shouldn't bother you anyway. It's not like you like me." Jungkook mumbled and saw Taehyung open his mouth to say something, but then close it. Jungkook felt Taehyung's arms circle his waist. "You just- y-you've hurt me so many times. I just wanted to make you feel like how I did."

"Hurt you?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook nodded, looking at him all puffy cheeked. "That time at the arcade... and that time when you were mean to me.... and that other time you were mean to me.... and then when Jimin found out.... and then when you kissed me but asked Eka out the next day.... or when you-"

"I got it." Taehyung let out airily, and Jungkook saw him looking away. "Shouldn't have hurt you so many times."

"Yeah," Jungkook said, and then paused for a bit, and kicked Taehyung's foot lightly. "Meanie."

Taehyung smiled at that, and then pulled Jungkook onto his lap, looking at the boy fondly. Jungkook brushed Taehyung's grey hairs out of his face. "Eka told me what you said to me that night... I'm sorry for assuming the worst, I just- I couldn't help it-"

"It's alright," Taehyung whispered. "But I'd never hurt you like that, you know that, right?"

"Yes," Jungkook said and kissed Taehyung's forehead. Taehyung blushed a little, and so did Jungkook. "Tell me what's going on, Taehyungie. I know this isn't just about having sex anymore."

Taehyung's breath hitched. "Kookie.." Taehyung trailed. "I'm-" He began, and then gulped. "I'm straight, you know that-"

Jungkook pressed their lips together, and Taehyung hummed into the kiss, feeling enlightened with the touch of Jungkook's lips against him. Jungkook pulled away. Taehyung blinked.

"I'm like, 98% straight, you know that..." Taehyung said again, and Jungkook giggled.

"I'm breaking you down," Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung sighed. Jungkook cupped his face. "I don't care, Tae. You can take all the time you need figuring it out. But stop lying to yourself about how you feel about me."

Taehyung gulped. He looked up at Jungkook. "How do.. how do you feel about me?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook felt his heart gallop while looking into Taehyung's eyes.

Jungkook got up from Taehyung's lap, walking a few steps away. "I'll tell you, but it might ruin everything," Jungkook said, biting his lip/

"Aw, tell meeeee-" Taehyung whined, and Jungkook smiled.

He felt his heart racing rapidly. "Y-you remember that night- um- the night of the a-art exhibition?" Jungkook stammered, and Taehyung stood up to walk over to him. Jungkook suddenly felt two hands on his waist, and then looked up and saw Taehyung looking down at him, hair tied by his bandana.

"Yeah?" Taehyung asked in his deep voice, and Jungkook gulped. "D-don't g-get mad at me, please." Jungkook squeaked, and Taehyung shook his head.

"I won't," Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook looked hesitant, but nonetheless, looked at Taehyung.

"I sort of... started having a crush on you..." Jungkook trailed, and then instantly looked away, deciding he didn't want to see Taehyung's expression. "I-I sort of... sort of started w-wanting us to be more than just- than just fuckbuddies."

"T-this was since the night of the art exhibition?" Taehyung let out, and Jungkook gulped.

"Yes. I know! I know it's super weird. But-" Jungkook began, but then sighed. "I j-just love all the conversations we had and I love spending time with you. I-" Jungkook looked at him. "I like you. I like you a lot, Taehyung. And-"

Taehyung pressed their lips together.

Jungkook let out a mewl of surprise, hands grabbing Taehyung's collar. Jungkook felt himself get picked up and placed onto the wooden desk, Taehyung's lips all over his own.

"Fuck," Taehyung said pulling away. He smiled. "You've had feelings for me since then??"

"Y-yeah." Jungkook squeaked, feeling a sigh of relief because Taehyung didn't seem angry. Taehyung chuckled, kissing Jungkook's cheeks.

"Oh, I'm- I'm sorry for all the times I kept saying we'd be nothing more than fuckbuddies, damn, I said that quite a lot," Taehyung mumbled, and Jungkook hummed.

"It's okay," Jungkook said, and then brought his hand down Taehyung's face. "You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad about this? You- you like me? That's really- I don't know. I enjoy that." Taehyung said, and then kissed him again. Jungkook giggled into the kiss, and then pulled away.

He kissed Taehyung's cheek. "How long have you had feelings for me?"

Taehyung paused. He looked at Jungkook with a small smile, and Jungkook waited for a few seconds for the answer. The silence went on for too long, and Jungkook rose his eyebrow. Taehyung hummed.

"Well," Taehyung began, and then cleared his throat. "Never. I-I- um- I don't have feelings for you. But-" Taehyung said, and then began kissing Jungkook again.

Jungkook's eyes widened, and he pushed Taehyung off of him. "Oh," Jungkook said, then jumped off the desk, eyes still wide, heart still pounding, stomach in a twist.

"Don't- don't get mad, Jungkook. I just-"

"No no no, I'm not- I'm not mad," Jungkook let out, looking away, mouth open in shock. "I j-just thought you-you did, because-"

"I mean." Taehyung began, scratching his head. "W-why did you think that?"

"Because!" Jungkook snapped, turning around, enraged. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "You-you said all that shit to me when you were high. About how overwhelmed you feel when you look at me. And-and I don't know- you seem happy when we spend time together! And you keep wanting me back every time I go away!" Jungkook cried, and then Taehyung blinked.

"Oh," Taehyung said. "Oh, jeez, well, then I guess I do like you!"

"What?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung sighed. He closed his eyes, putting his hands against his face.

"Look, Kook, I'm not good at this. I've never had feelings for anyone. I don't know if this is how it's supposed to feel like." Taehyung said, and then looked at Jungkook. The boy looked like he was going to cry. Taehyung rushed to him, grabbing his waist. "Don't cry! Don't cry, baby. I just- I want you! I want you really badly, and I do want to spend all my time with you-"

"T-then what!" Jungkook snapped, cheeks red and eyes watery, looking way too cute. Taehyung sighed. "I just... I want to do all of that but I don't wanna.... like, do it like I'm gay or something."

Jungkook took a deep breath. "Taehyung you're not making any sense-"

"I'm not gay. I'm not bisexual. I'm straight." Taehyung confirmed, and Jungkook didn't have the energy to roll his eyes. "And I want you to be my... I don't know the word for it..... like my girlfriend but you're not a girl."

"A boyfriend!?" Jungkook snapped, and Taehyung gulped.

"Yeah, but see, no- because- well, I'm straight. And also- I don't want a boyfriend. Nor a girlfriend. I like you. A lot. Do I want to date you? Yes. No. I don't know. Maybe. I mean, yes. Of course, you're amazing. But like, also, no. Because-" Taehyung began yabbering, and Jungkook cupped his face with his hands.

"Taehyung, y-you're confused. And you're unsure. A-and that's fine." Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung gulped, eyes big. "We can take it as slow as you want. We don't have to tell anyone, not anyone in the world- except Jimin." Jungkook said the last part quickly.

"I don't care about the gay/straight thing. Just tell me this." Jungkook said, and then looked into his eyes, their proximity quite close. "Do you like me?"

Taehyung gulped. Jungkook blinked, and Taehyung looked into his pretty eyes. "Does your heart start fluttering when you think of me? Do you get butterflies in your stomach when you look at me? Do you want me more than anyone else?" Jungkook asked softly.

Taehyung felt as if he was caught in a trance while looking at Jungkook. "Yes." Taehyung let out, unable to stop the smile reaching his face.

"Then, good," Jungkook said, smiling a little. "That's all I need," Jungkook whispered, and then pressed their lips together.

Taehyung held Jungkook's waist tightly while kissing him, and felt his heart galloping. Jungkook smiled into the kiss, felt himself get picked up and placed onto the bed. Jungkook looked up at Taehyung and smiled.

"You're mine now." Jungkook giggled, and Taehyung smiled fondly.

"I've always been yours," Taehyung whispered, and they pressed their lips together again.

///

Taehyung kicked a big ball towards the tree and then began squealing in joy. He saw his mother standing behind him and giggled at her. "Look mommy- it hit the tree!!"

"Good job, baby." His mother smiled widely, kissing his cheek. Taehyung saw her loving eyes and then looked behind her and gasped.

"Mommy, can I go play with my friends?" Taehyung asked, and his mother nodded, ruffling his hair.

Taehyung ran up to the playground, seeing curly hair. "Michi!" Taehyung said loudly and saw the big-eyed boy turn around. "TaeTae!!" The little boy squealed, and Taehyung rushed over and hugged him tightly, both falling onto the ground.

Both began rolling around in the grass. "Why didn't you come to my party?" Michi asked, pouting "It was lots of fun. We all danced."

Taehyung frowned a little, sitting down beside him. "My mommy didn't let me go," Taehyung said, and Michi booped Taehyung's nose.

"It's okay!! You know what my mommy said? She told me that you and I are like baby Romo and Julett." Michi said.

"Who's Romo and Julett?" Taehyung squeaked, and Michi shrugged. Michi grabbed Taehyung's soft hand.

"I dunno. But I know they give each other kissies. On the-" Michi began and pointed at his lips. Taehyung gasped, eyes wide. Scandalous.

"Kissies on the what??" Taehyung asked like it was the craziest thing he'd ever heard. Michi giggled. "Like this." Michi said, and then leaned over and kissed Taehyung on the lips.

Taehyung blushed and clapped his hands together. "My turn!" Taehyung said, and then kissed Michi back.

"T-Taehyung-" A voice came, and Taehyung turned to see his mother rushing over to him. "Come on, let's go now." She said hastily, grabbing Taehyung's hand and tugging him along.

"Bye bye, Michi." Taehyung said, waving his hand. Michi waved back, sad to see Taehyung go.

"Mommy what's wrong?" Taehyung asked, and then his mommy stopped and leaned down to look at him. She looked scared. Taehyung didn't know why.

"I-I told you not to do that, right? Why did you do that? I told you to only do it with girls-" his mother stammered, and Taehyung wanted to say something, but then suddenly saw his father right behind his mother.

"Daddy..." Taehyung trailed, and then Taehyung saw his mother stand up to look at him, eyes wide.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know why he-" Seoyeon said lightly, and Taehyung's father grabbed her by the arm.

"We'll talk when we get home." He said roughly. Seoyeon grabbed Taehyung by his hand, and they all walked home in silence.

One hour later, Taehyung was sitting in his bedroom, playing with a dinosaur stuffed toy he owned. His tv was playing very loudly, his mother had left it like that before she went away. Taehyung got annoyed and clicked the tv off after she left.

He could hear his mother crying from upstairs. He heard a loud sound of hitting, and tensed himself, hugging his dino toy.

"I swear to fucking god, Seoyeon- if you raise him like that I'll throw you out of my goddamn house!" Taehyung heard his father shout.

"I-I-I'm sorry- I-I d-didn't know-" He heard his mother cry. And he hated it. Hated how daddy made mommy cry all the time.

Sometime later, his mommy walked into his room. Taehyung was crying. She sat down beside him, pulling him onto her lap, and began stroking his hair, kissing his forehead lightly.

"It's okay baby, don't cry."

"W-why does he hit you, mommy?" Taehyung asked, crying into her chest.

Taehyung's mother didn't say anything, just continued patting him to make him stop crying. "Don't worry about it, little Taehyung. You remember what you told me, right?" She asked softly, and Taehyung saw bandages on her face.

"T-that when I'm older I-I-I'll get a house and you can stay with me, mommy. No daddy." Taehyung squeaked, and his mother smiled softly.

"Yes. But p-please, honey bear," She whispered, looking at him. "I t-told you, remember? Kissing or hugging or liking boys is bad. D-don't do it from next time." She said softly, and Taehyung nodded.

"Sorry mommy. I-I won't do it again if it means daddy won't bully you." Taehyung whispered, and got a kiss on the forehead.

"I-I'm sorry," She whispered into his hair, and Taehyung felt himself going off to sleep in her arms.

Years and years later, when Taehyung was 13, he got suspended from his middle school.

"I-I'm s-sorry-" Taehyung heard a light voice say. "Pl-please-"

"Shut the fuck up, you fag." Taehyung snarked at the curly haired boy and heard his friends laugh beside him. Michi was on the floor, had gotten punched in the stomach.

The boy looked at Taehyung, tears in his eyes. Taehyung turned around, and he and his friends walked away.

"Wasn't he your best friend when you were kids?"

"Yeah, whatever," Taehyung grumbled and saw his friends laugh and walk in front of him. Taehyung turned around and saw Michi on the floor still, calling his mother on the phone and pleading her to pick him up quickly.

Taehyung's breath hitched, but he turned around and walked away.

When he'd reach home later, he found his father sitting on the couch. "You got suspended for beating a kid up?" His father asked.

Taehyung gulped. "He was a fag, anyway," Taehyung mumbled.

He heard his father laugh. "Oh, you're a young boy. It's fine. You're going to boarding school next month anyway,"

"Yeah," Taehyung said, and then walked into his bedroom, closed the door behind him, and sat on his bed, crying for the rest of the night.

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[jeontaeh]

〚THIRTY〛

Jungkook woke up under bedsheets, a pounding feeling in his head, and dryness in his eyes. He licked his chapped lips and looked around- and then gasped when he saw familiar grey hair beside him.

Taehyung was sleeping on the same bed, shirtless. Jungkook's eyes widened. Oh god, did something happen last night?

Jungkook sat up and tried to remember instances from the night before- but it all seemed like a blur. Nothing fit, everything was too misfit to be conjoined. But what he found- what he found were bruises on the sides of his hips.

He gulped. He got up from the bed, even though it strained to do so. He quickly put his boxers on and then saw his jeans and sweater in different parts of Taehyung's hotel room. Jungkook looked at Taehyung who was still sleeping, and his eyebrows frowned when he saw a weed bong on the table.

Jungkook got dressed rather quickly and then bent down to put on his shoes- but jolted when he felt a sharp pain in his lower backside.

Suddenly Jungkook remember. He remembered bits from the night before.

He remembered how drunk he was, how stupidly drunk he was- all because he thought Jimin ditched him and because he heard Eka talking about what a great boyfriend Taehyung was. He let that stupidity go to his head and got himself crazily drunk, and-

Wait, Jungkook remembered. Taehyung was never drunk, was he? No no- now Jungkook remembers what the strange fragrance in the room was. Taehyung must've smoked a lot the night before- but he wasn't drunk, no.

So he wasn't drunk, but Jungkook was? And both were in the bed together, naked, and-

Jungkook put his hand over his mouth and rushed into the washroom, flipped up the toilet seat cover and threw up into the toilet.

He breathed heavily after lurching, and then flushed it and got up quickly, washing his mouth. "Oh- you got up before me," A raspy deep morning voice came, and Jungkook looked into the mirror in front of him and saw Taehyung leaning against the doorframe, shirtless and wearing sweatpants.

Jungkook gulped and turned around, brushing past Taehyung and get out of here. "Let me guess," Taehyung snickered, and then looked at him. "You're mad at me?"

"Am I not supposed to be?" Jungkook snapped, looking at Taehyung, who rose his eyebrow. "I was drunk as fuck last night, V. I don't remember a single thing!" Jungkook shouted.

"Yeah, I bet you don't," Taehyung said, and Jungkook frowned.

"What's wrong with you? What the actual fuck is wrong with you?? Knowing I was drunk off my ass you still-" Jungkook began, and then took a step away from him. "Taehyung I don't know what you did- but I trusted you. I-I thought- I thought I trusted you but-"

"Jungkook-" Taehyung began, taking a step towards him. His eyes were bigger. "Listen, w-what I did last night- I was high as fuck-"

"That's not a fucking excuse!" Jungkook snapped, opening the door of the hotel room. Taehyung grabbed his arm.

"Okay, woah, why are you getting so angry? After what you told me last night?? About some plan you had of hurting me?" Taehyung said, and Jungkook gulped. "I mean- I just- I got really angry and-"

"So you decided to take advantage of me?" Jungkook said, and Taehyung frowned.

"What? Jungkook no, I-" Taehyung began, but Jungkook pushed him away quite roughly, making him stumble back and follow onto the floor.

"Don't ever touch me again, you fucking asshole!" Jungkook shouted, and then rushed out of his hotel room, and turned around and instantly met with Eka.

Jungkook's eyes widened, and Eka's did too. "Jungkook-" She began, but Jungkook turned away and rushed off, brimmed with anxiety.

Eka looked into the hotel room, where Taehyung was on the floor. She walked in, closing the door behind him. There was a bit of a silence.

Taehyung looked up at Eka and then gruffed. "That was you last night, wasn't it? Outside my room?" Taehyung asked in a mumble.

Eka snickered. "Of course it was."

Taehyung gulped. "D-did-" Taehyung began. "Did you see what happe-"

"All of it, V," Eka said, and Taehyung tensed. "Or whatever parts were important."

Taehyung got up from the floor and looked at her. "Eka-" He started, and then looked down. "Don't tell anyone- you know it'll ruin everything for me. It could get me kicked off the football team-"

"Will get you kicked off the football team, V." Eka snapped. She pointed her thumb towards the door. "You saw what that Captain dude from the other team was doing last night. He thought no one saw him! And today I heard his teammates discussing kicking him out,"

Taehyung gulped. There was a small pause, and then Eka turned around. "Plus it was disgusting, frankly. It was weirder, y'know V- because he was drunk," Eka said, and Taehyung tensed.

"I know. I know it's weird and disgusting- but I didn't know you were there," Taehyung said. "Eka seriously- don't be one of those people that goes and spreads this shit around just because I broke up with you-"

"As if I want to get back together with you!" Eks snapped, and then snickered, looking at him, dark hair falling down her shoulders. "You know what- since last night basically confirmed everything for me, I'll say it. I slept with the goalkeeper from the Seoul team two nights ago and you're a fucking faggot!" Eka snarked, and turned around to walk out of the hotel room, slamming the door shut.

Taehyung's muscles tensed, fists balling up. He took a deep breath. No, no I'm not, Taehyung thought, tried, begged himself. He sat down on his bed, covering his face with his hands. God fucking damnit, his mother would be so disappointed.

Taehyung grabbed his wallet and opened it to take out the small picture he kept of his mother. He took it out and felt tears graze his eyes, felt the warm salty tears slowly leave his eyes. He wanted to say- he wanted to say sorry. But he couldn't bear to look at her face, knowing the mortification she'd receive if she was alive.

So he put the picture away and sighed to himself. Don't cry, he thought. He remembered his father's harsh voice. Men don't cry.

///

"Everyone sit on the assigned train seats- and don't move around too much. Remember there are other passengers aboard, let's not try to disturb them too much," The Coach said, and everyone- the football players and cheerleaders, all nodded. They were on their way back to the school.

Everyone was either hungover as fuck or simply tired from the exhausting trip. They were more than glad their efforts had got them to win. The cheerleaders won the cheerleading competition too, so that was great. Eka was the captain, but everyone knew it was Seulgi and Momo who did 99% of the word.

Jungkook sat with Jimin with his head on the boy's shoulder. Jimin looked down sadly. "I-I'm really sorry for leaving the party last night. I saw you hanging out with Bambam and stuff so I didn't think-" Jimin began. He paused and then sighed. "I shouldn't have left. I-I'm so sorry, Kookie."

"It's okay," Jungkook said. "You had fun with Rose though, right?"

Jimin smiled a little, but still looked weary, not in the mood to smile. "Kook, are you sure you're right about this V thing? I mean- maybe you were just imagining stuff." Jimin said, and Jungkook looked at him. "I'm not trying to say undermine your words- I just- I can't believe V would do such a thing. Taking advantage of you when you're drunk? I mean, we know he's a scumbag, but he's not that bad, right?"

Jungkook looked unsure, and Jimin bit his bottom lip. "I mean- Yoongi told me he saw the Captain from the Ilsan team getting kind of close to you and touching you in the corner of the room- and V punched him in the face and then picked you up and left. The guy broke his nose. He had to be taken to ER." Jimin said, and Jungkook's eyes widened.

"What? R-really? I didn't know that happened..." Jungkook trailed. "But still. These kind of boys who become Captains and stuff.. they think they have power over you and do things because they know they'll never get backlash for it." Jungkook mumbled. "It sucks."

"I know. Rose was telling me how she and her friends never go to big parties because all the boys get really drunk and touchy." Jimin said, and then frowned. "I'm- I'm really sorry about what happened, Kookie. We should tell the Coach. Or- or the principal. Or just all gang up on him and beat him up."

Jungkook snickered. He looked out the window. "Yeah. Sounds fun."

"Aw, you guys look like a couple of boyfriends," Jaebum taunted to the two of them, and Jimin frowned- but Jungkook just sighed. He couldn't take it. Couldn't take the constant homophobic bullshit.

Jungkook got up from his seat and walked past Jaebum. Jaebum looked at him, raising his eyebrow. "Jeez, no need to get so sensitive."

"It's not you," Jungkook snapped. "I just need to tell the Coach something," Jungkook mumbled, and began walking towards the train carriage with the teachers.

Jungkook suddenly heard footsteps come up to him. "Jungkook no!" He heard, and started walking faster, but then felt someone grab his arm- so he turned around. It was Eka.

She looked almost a little fearful, breathing heavily. "Look- don't tell the Coach anything," Eka said, and Jungkook frowned.

"What? You don't know what this is about-" Jungkook began, and Eka looked at him sharply.

"I do. I was there last night." Eka said, and Jungkook frowned. "I-I-" Eka began and then sighed. "I know how to lockpick. And I thought V was cheating on me, so I tried lockpicking into his hotel room."

Jungkook gulped, and Eka looked at him. "I think we should talk. Let's sit down." Eka said, and Jungkook looked hesitant, but then saw Eka sit down on an empty seat, pointing towards the seat beside her. No one else was in this carriage, so Jungkook sat down beside her.

"I don't think you remember last night clearly," Eka said, and then began explaining to him what really happened.

///

Eka took the hairpin from her hair and stuck it into the metal lock. She twisted it around and then pushed it open ever so slightly, and grinned when the door opened. She looked in, and her eyes widened when she saw Taehyung.

Eka's eyes turned into dark slits. She knew it. She knew he was cheating on her! All this time... there had to have been someone else. Eka looked. It was some short haired bitch-

But then Eka gasped. It wasn't a short haired bitch! It was Jungkook!

Eka peered from inside the door and then saw Jungkook mumbled something. She saw Jungkook roll onto the bed and then saw Taehyung stand by the bed, looking a little distraught, a little confused.

"I-I thought you- um-" Taehyung began speaking- and holy shit, Eka hadn't seen him stutter, like ever. "Thought you did that b-because you wanted us to be fuckbuddies again?"

Fuckbuddies??? Oh my god, WHAT?? They were- They were fuckbuddies??? What?!

"No," Jungkook giggled, looking at Taehyung with his big eyes. "Only wanted to hurt you~" Jungkook slurred, and then giggled again. She saw Taehyung helplessly open his mouth, but no words came out.

He looked so vulnerable, so weak, so unlike himself. She saw as Jungkook took off all of his clothes and threw them all over the place, whining. Eka was a little grossed out, but then saw Taehyung pick up the pipe and climb onto the bed right beside him.

"You were so easyyy, Taehyungie~" Jungkook slurred, and Eka realized that must've been V's real name. "Looked so- so pathetic, wanting to fuck me,"

Eka gulped. Wanting to fuck him? Jeez, was V gay for Jungkook?

She saw Taehyung trace his hand down his hip gently as he looked at Jungkook. "And tell me this," Taehyung said, voice raspy because of the weed. "You're really drunk, right? You won't remember a singly thing tomorrow, right?" Taehyung said, sounding angry.

Jungkook mumbled something about how he was doing to pass out soon. Taehyung only nodded and mumbled "Good."

"I-I can't move," Jungkook said in a weak voice. Taehyung looked at him, eyes solemn.

"Ssh, baby," Taehyung whispered, putting his hand on Jungkook's thigh. "It's alright." He'd continued, and then Jungkook closed his eyes for a little.

Taehyung leaned down and pressed a chaste, lingering kiss onto Jungkook's forehead- and fuck, he looked sad. Really sad. Jungkook looked up at him as Taehyung's hand went to his hip. "A-are you going to fuck me now?" Jungkook asked in a squeaky voice.

"Ah, Jungkook." Taehyung chuckled, voice rough. "You know I can't resist you." He whispered, pinching Jungkook's hip. Jungkook gulped and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Eka looked, forgetting that they might see her. She saw as Taehyung looked at him for a little longer and then lay down on the bed beside him, looking at him like he was the prettiest thing on the planet.

"You know I wouldn't be able to say no to you-" Taehyung said sadly, a little chuckle leaving his lips. He grabbed Jungkook's hand, taking another hit of the weed. "Wouldn't be able to stay away from your dumb big eyes and stupid-" Taehyung began, gulping down, voice slightly wavery. "Stupid bunny like self."

He was high, Eka thought.

"That's why you wanted to hurt me, wasn't it? God, I'm so annoying. I really did fall for your every move. Over a stupid Instagram picture, too." Taehyung mumbled to himself.

I knew it, Eka thought.

Taehyung sat up, and now Eka wondered if he was talking to himself, or if Jungkook was awake. "I could've killed that guy from the party. How dare he fucking- he even think about hurting you like that??" Taehyung snapped, and Eka saw Jungkook reach his nimble fingers out to touch Taehyung's arm.

"Y-you-" Jungkook's voice started, and Eka realized he hadn't passed out. "You s-scared me just now, T-Taehyungie." Jungkook squeaked, and Eka saw him cover his face with his hands. "T-thought you were going to be meanie to me."

Taehyung looked at him. Eka saw Taehyung get up from the bed, put the bong on the table, and then help Jungkook sit up on the bed. Jungkook's hair was all over the place, and his eyes were glittery. Taehyung kissed his cheek.

"Of course not, baby," Taehyung whispered, looking into his eyes. "I-I know you wanted to hurt me- but I would never hurt you- not like that. Never like that." Taehyung said softly, and Jungkook looked at him with his big eyes.

"B-but you-" Jungkook began, pointing at his nose. "You were t-touching me very rough." Jungkook mumbled with a little pout, looking down sadly.

Taehyung's breath hitched. "I-I don't realize sometimes," Taehyung said. "Don't realize how rough I can be with you. S-sometimes when I think of you-you and your- and your smile, and your eyes, and your stupid way of always looking so fucking cute I-" Taehyung began, and then smiled a little. "I get so o-overwhelmed I end up hurting you,"

Jungkook put his hands on Taehyung's cheeks, squishing them. "You don't like mee~" Jungkook said, shaking his head. "Noo, TaeTaehyungie- you're just mean mean mean. You only like girls and-" Jungkook began. "And Eka. You loveeee her, don't you?" Jungkook asked, leaning in until their noses touched, Jungkook's eyes big.

Taehyung smiled a little. "As much as you love Jaebum."

Jungkook burst into giggles, falling onto the bed. "B-but I hate him!"

"Exactly," Taehyung said, getting up from the bed. Eka frowned from outside. Bitch.

She saw Taehyung pick up Jungkook's sweater which was on the floor. She didn't know why she was still watching, it was just... weird. Taehyung was acting like a different person altogether. Like Ed Sheeran had taken over his body or something. He was never this lovey-dovey!

"Baby you should wear your sweater, you'll get cold," Taehyung said, and Eka grimaced. Baby??

"No T-Tae," Jungkook said, shaking his head. "I hate!!! Clothes." Jungkook growled, and picked up his sweater and chucked it across the room, and then giggled when Taehyung frowned.

"You know, for someone who just told me you purposely wanted to break my heart," Taehyung said, and then kneeled down to look at Jungkook. "You sure are being really cute right now."

"I'm not cute." Jungkook said with a frown. "Bitch, I'm adorable."

"Okay," Taehyung sighed, and then lay Jungkook down on the bed and grabbed the blanket and pulled it over him, tucking the boy in. Taehyung grabbed the bong and took another few hits. He smiled at Jungkook. "You're the cutest boy in the whole world," Taehyung said.

Jungkook giggled. "You're acting weird, Taehyungie~"

"Yeah, I'm high as hell," Taehyung mumbled, and then kissed Jungkook's forehead. "Go to sleep, babyboy."

"Okayyy. Tell Jimin..." Jungkook mumbled, closing his eyes and getting all comfortable. "T-to tell me tomorrow... " Jungkook yawned cutely, scrunching his nose. "To-to be mean and distant to you on the train..." Jungkook mumbled, falling into sleep. "....so you get sad.." Jungkook trailed, words mixing together. "...and I get revenge...." Jungkook dozed off in the end, and then fell asleep.

Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds and then leaned over him, kneeling over the side of the bed. Taehyung gulped and grabbed his chin. The boy was asleep, but Taehyung pressed a soft, quick, lingering kiss to his lips.

Eka gulped. She saw everything that happened, had all the proof she needed, and then ran off.

Taehyung climbed onto the bed, watched videos of bunnies eating cabbage for an hour while crying and then went to sleep.

///

"W-what?" Jungkook stammered, and Eka hummed, leaning against the train window. "Wait... if you went away, then how do you know he watched videos of bunnies eating cabbage while crying?"

"I don't know I made that part up. But he didn't... take advantage of you, Jungkook." Eka said, and Jungkook looked away. "He's slept with all of my best friends and almost every girl on the cheerleading squad. Every one of them has told me he doesn't do anything until he has the girl's full consent and stuff. He's an asshole at times, but he's a decent human person, at least." Eka said.

Jungkook gulped. "I don't know, Eka. How do I know you didn't make all that up to save his ass?"

"He's been cheating on me and fucking a guy from the football team, what the hell makes you think I'll do anything to save his ass?" Eka snapped, and Jungkook rose his eyebrow as if saying you just did.

Eka sighed. She looked outside. "Well, I didn't want you thinking he did something so heinous to you. I know you hate me, and that's understandable, but you can trust me on this one." Eka said, sounding more serious than Jungkook had ever heard her.

Jungkook looked at her. "Thank you," Jungkook said. "A-and I'm sorry. For- for fucking your boyfriend."

"Eh, it's fine," Eka said, looking out the window. "I fucked yours too, so it's cool."

Jungkook laughed. "V's not my boyfriend."

"I'm not talking about V," Eka said, and then looked at Jungkook. "I mean your other one. Y'know," Eka said, and then nodded. "Jimin."

"What?!" Jungkook shouted, and Eka frowned. "Jimin didn't tell you? Yeah, we slept together some time ago."

"What?! What?! What?!" Jungkook snapped repeatedly, this information not registering in his brain. "Wait- what?! When?"

"I don't know..." Eka mumbled, thinking about it. "Like, two months ago,"

"That's not even that long ago!" Jungkook gasped, eyes wide. Eka rolled her eyes. "God, you're so gay."

Jungkook frowned. "Why're you so homophobic? All offense. Sometimes I feel like you're just a simple teenager looking for attention like the rest of us, but you completely ruin it by being so rude. I mean, yeah, I'm gay- that shouldn't give you the right to treat me like shit."

Eka sighed. "Sorry. I guess." Eka mumbled, looking at him. "My parents are really traditional and stuff. I've been brought up thinking it's weird." Eka said, and then took a deep breath. "I guess- I-I'll try being less homophobic," Eka said, and then looked at Jungkook. "But I still don't like you."

"That's fine. I don't like you either." Jungkook said. "But thanks for telling me. If you didn't, V probably would've been kicked off the football team."

"I get it. I mean, when he joined in the 7th grade he was so lame. All he did was talk about football and how he wanted to be on the Seoul team. I made fun of him back then. He started changing slowly, became a real fuckboy when 8th grade started. Cold, distant, mean. Every girl's dream." Eka said sarcastically, and Jungkook giggled.

"Football's his entire life. I mean, I've only ever seen him so passionate about two things. Maybe you don't see it, but while cheerleading, you can see how intensely he feels about the game." Eka said, and Jungkook hummed and then tilted his head.

"Two things? What else have you seen him so passionate about?" Jungkook asked, and Eka looked at him, and for the first time, he saw a slightly soft smile.

"My ass."

"What!"

"I'm kidding." Eka snickered. "You. I saw the way he was talking to you last night. That definitely wasn't just the weed. I mean, he was so fucking gay. If he was two years younger, I would've beaten his ass up." Eka joked, and Jungkook frowned. She huffed. "Sorry."

Jungkook looked down, biting his bottom lip. He was passionate about Jungkook? Maybe there were feelings in there somewhere.

Jungkook got up from his seat. "Nice talk," Jungkook said, and then looked at her. "But Eka- please don't tell anyone about V. Please. Very few people know and- and it'll break him if everyone finds out."

"Fine... guess I'll delete the pictures I took," Eka said in a joking manner. Jungkook frowned. "What pictures?"

Eka snickered. "I'm kidding. By the way, who else knows?"

"Um... well, Jimin. Obviously. Yugyeom, a little bit. Youngjae..."

"Fucking Youngjae knows?? Wow, what the hell. That's why V punched him, huh? That was hilarious." Eka laughed, and Jungkook shook his head.

"Wow, we'll never be friends. That's oddly comforting. Okay, bye. I need to have a strict talk with V.... and Jimin." Jungkook said firmly and then walked towards his train carrier.

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[jeontaeh]

〚TWENTY NINE〛

Taehyung was gripping onto the bedsheets, letting out loud moans, feeling his toes curling up, back of his head hitting the bedhead. "F-fuck- K-Kookie-"

Jungkook had his hands on Taehyung's chest, cheeks bright red and bottom lip bitten as he rode Taehyung like a fucking rollercoaster.

Jungkook was practically bouncing on his cock, and Taehyung felt like he was floating through paradise, feeling a warm tight heat around his cock, sliding up and down in a constant- and thank god Jungkook had enough stamina because his thighs were aching, sweat dripping from his temple.

"You-you're so fucking good- fuck- fuck, you're fucking a-amazing-" Taehyung let out, strained. Jungkook felt Taehyung's hands travel up the back of his thighs and grab his ass, and Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's hair and tugged on it tightly so that Taehyung sprang up, sitting up with Jungkook on his dick.

"Don't touch me there," Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung let go of his hands, but then bit his lip.

"I don't like you being so dominating, y'know," Taehyung replied, putting his hands on Jungkook's waist instead.

Jungkook smirked. "Your moans prove otherwise,"

Taehyung snickered, and then Jungkook pulled at his hair again, causing Taehyung to crane his head back, neck exposed. Jungkook pressed his lips over his Adam's apple and then felt Taehyung's fingernails dig into his hips.

"I think you're forgetting your place," Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked down at him.

"I think you're forgetting that you fucked your girlfriend while looking at my picture," Jungkook snarked softly and began moving up and down Taehyung's cock again.

Taehyung stilled. "W-what? No, I- h-how did you-? What?"

"Aw, she's that bad, is she?" Jungkook whispered into his ear, voice sickeningly sweet. "Couldn't keep your dick in your pants, could you? You could only cum to my face, couldn't you?"

"J-Jungkook-" Taehyung let out, and Jungkook continued fucking himself on Taehyung's member, every slam to the prostate making him try his hardest not to whimper.

"How many times did you jack off to that picture, puppy?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung gulped.

"I-I didn't-"

Jungkook sat down on his cock completely and then let out a pitched moan, eyes closing shut. Taehyung gulped at that. "E-every night,"

Jungkook looked at him and then smiled. "That's kind of cute."

Taehyung frowned. "It is?"

Jungkook nodded. "Yes. You do the work now, I'm tired." Jungkook said, and Taehyung grinned and flipped him over.

"Anything for you," Taehyung whispered, and then kissed his jaw as he quickened his pace of fucking into him, making the boy shake with every thrust.

"T-Taehyung-" Jungkook began, getting a rising feeling in his chest. "You know when you said- I mean earlier when you said you liked me, did you mean-"

"I like fucking you," Taehyung said quickly and then smiled. "So much," Taehyung said, and then kissed Jungkook's neck.

Jungkook paused. Of course. What else was he expecting?

Taehyung continued saying more stuff about how he loves fucking Jungkook and how good Jungkook is and other stuff Jungkook washed out of his ears. Finally, Taehyung came, and Jungkook clenched around him and then came himself, gripping Taehyung's shoulders.

The main part of his plan was complete.

Taehyung pulled out and then chucked the condom to the bin. He flopped onto the bed beside Jungkook, breathing heavily. He looked at Jungkook and saw the boy looking away. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Jungkook looked at him. He's gotten so far, he can't let his hurt feelings ruin the whole plan. "I don't know," Jungkook said softly, looking up to him. Taehyung sat up on the bed, and Jungkook climbed onto his lap, straddling him. "Don't you feel bad for Eka?"

"Yeah, I guess," Taehyung said, putting his hands on Jungkook's waist. "Anyways did you see the fountain in front of the hotel? It's crazy."

"Shut up Taehyung. You should be feeling bad! Didn't you say you liked her a lot?"

"I don't know, Kook. I don't wanna talk about it." Taehyung mumbled, and Jungkook gulped and then put his hands on Taehyung's cheeks.

He pressed their lips together, and Taehyung smiled into the kiss, moving their lips fluently. It was so natural for them, the rhythm, the movement. It felt just right.

Suddenly, the hotel room door opened. "Hey Jungkook, is he gone-"

Both Taehyung and Jungkook whipped their heads towards the door, and three gasps emerged when the two saw Jimin at the door, eyes wide.

"Oh! My god! Oh my god- sorry. I'm- sorry! I didn't realize you two were still- I mean- I don't know what you were doing!!! V you're straight. Bye-" Jimin stammered quickly and turned around, and Jungkook gulped.

He knew how Taehyung got when Jimin found out last time, and he didn't want this to ruin everything he'd built up so far, and-

"Hey Park," Taehyung said lazily, and then gave him a quick wave. "You can come in."

"Oh." Both Jimin and Jungkook said at the same time, and then Jimin gulped. "O-okay, I just need to get my phone."

Jungkook felt Taehyung wrap his arms around his waist. "So- what's everyone doing downstairs?" Jungkook asked nervously, and Jimin let out an awkward chuckle, looking for his phone.

"Playing musical chairs," Jimin said, and Taehyung snickered, putting his lips on Jungkook's cheek. "Everyone's mentally 5," Taehyung said, and Jimin laughed, and then finally found his phone.

"Found it! Great, I'll get-"

"By the way, what kind of clothes should I wear tonight? Normal stuff, right Jimin? Or is everyone being fancy?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook gulped. How was he being so fucking... chill? He freaked the fuck out last time! Even with the dick sucking thing! Was Taehyung slowly accepting himself?

"I think everyone's going casual," Jimin said, and Jungkook hummed. "Thank god, I thought I'd have to overdress."

Taehyung hummed, kissing Jungkook's cheek again. "I rather see you under-dressed. Or dressed in nothing-"

"Tae!" Jungkook whisper-snapped, blushing brightly.

Jimin tilted his head. "I've never seen you guys together before. It's... weirdly cute." Jimin said, and then saw Taehyung giggle lightly, kissing Jungkook's neck.

"Bye Jimin.." Jungkook said quickly, and Jimin gave him a knowing look, and then walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

///

Jungkook kicked Taehyung out 2 minutes after that. He didn't want Taehyung getting too comfortable.

Taehyung looked upset and kept saying how his room was cold and how he wanted to cuddle Jungkook, but Jungkook said "No." and then slammed the door shut, and then ran to his bed and rolled around for 3 hours, thinking about everything and what he should do next.

The party arrived.

"You're such a jock." Eka giggled to Taehyung. "Wearing this dumb varsity jacket,"

"Are you drunk already?" Taehyung asked, and Eka frowned. "No, I haven't drank a thing yet. Speaking of, let's go get some shots," Eka grinned.

They were at the suite of the hotel since the captain of one of the other teams' dad owned the hotel. There was a lot of alcohol and a lot of people. Taehyung hated it.

He was hoping he'd find Jungkook and then sneak off with him, but he hadn't even seen the boy so far. "No, I don't want to drink," Taehyung said, and Eka frowned at him.

"Jeez, why are you being so fucking stuck up? It's not like it's going to give you cancer-"

"Don't joke about that, Eka." Taehyung snapped harshly, just hearing the word giving him a burn. Eka rolled his eyes.

"You're such a pussy. Whatever, I'm leaving. Don't be surprised if I cheat on you tonight," Eka said, and Taehyung leaned against the wall, seeing her walk away.

He sighed, looking around. He didn't care for the party or for anyone, he just wanted Jungkook. He suddenly saw Yoongi walk up to him.

"Heard you say you didn't wanna drink," Yoongi said, and Taehyung nodded. "Here," Yoongi said, and then handed Taehyung a rolled joint.

"Oh, I-" Taehyung began, and then suddenly there was a loud scream from where the table of drinks for. Everyone was crowding around it and yelling "CHUG CHUG CHUG!", loud and annoying and giving Taehyung a headache. Taehyung sighed. "Eh, why not." He mumbled, taking a hit of the blunt.

He and Yoongi just stood there against the wall for like 20 more minutes, until Taehyung felt almost too calm with how high he was. Colors began to look more intense and the music began to sound better. He felt... relaxed. "Bro, where's Jungkook?"

"Probably gettin' it up his ass or something." Yoongi joked, and Taehyung frowned.

"Shut up. You're getting it up your ass." Taehyung snapped, and then Yoongi pointed forward. "He's over there."

Taehyung felt smoke haze his vision a bit, because how didn't he see Jungkook before? Taehyung walked to where Yoongi pointed slowly and then heard a loud laugh.

"Jeez Jungkook, you're crazy!" Bambam said, and Taehyung looked through the crowd, and then his eyes widened.

Jungkook had a half-empty vodka bottle in his hand, and his face was flushed, hair messed up, and he was giggling loudly. "No!! I'm... gay," Jungkook slurred, and then giggled again, practically stumbling over.

"How much did he drink, and where's Jimin?" Taehyung asked the girl beside him, Yeri. "5 shots of vodka, half that bottle, two or three beers, and Jimin left the party early with Rose."

"Thanks," Taehyung said, and Yeri clicked her beer against his hand. "No problems. I sucked your dick during that field trip last year by the way."

"Oh shit, yeah. Nice." Taehyung said, giving her a nod, and she just nodded back. He turned his head to the front.

"You're gay?" One of the guys asked, and Taehyung recognized it as the captain of the other team. "Holy shit, you're cute as fuck too." Taehyung heard him say, and then saw him walk over to Jungkook. Jungkook giggled and threw his arms over him.

Taehyung pushed through the crowd and then walked up to them. "Jungkook what're you doing? Stop drinking so much," Taehyung said, and Jungkook finally looked at him and frowned with big eyes.

"Stop.... existing so much," Jungkook said, barely able to string his words together, and then looked at that other boy. "You're kinda hot," Jungkook giggled, and Taehyung frowned.

"Drinking so much, huh? Let's see if you can chug this whole thing-" The dude said, a bad-intentioned smirk on his face as he grabbed the vodka bottle from Jungkook's hand and then instantly pressed it to Jungkook's lips, and grabbed his jaw and tipped it back, flushing the vodka down his throat.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing-?" Taehyung snapped angrily and then felt a hand grab him from the back and pull him away.

"Stop ruining the fun, V." Hoseok snickered, and Taehyung frowned at him.

"No, he's-" Taehyung began, but then heard all the people around him began shouting cheers as Jungkook chugged it down. The moment the bottle was empty, the captain pulled it away. Jungkook was breathing heavily, a bit of vodka dribbling down his chin.

"W-what was t-tha-" Jungkook squeaked, but the captain grabbed Jungkook by the waist and pressed their lips together. Taehyung felt his eyes go red at that and leaped forward, but then felt a hand on his arm, and turned to see Eka.

"Eka let me go, I-" Taehyung began, and then gulped when he saw Jungkook giggle and kiss the boy back.

"C'mon let's get out of here, V. You haven't fucked me in ages-" Eka began, and Taehyung kept looking at Jungkook and the boy.

The boy pulled away from the kiss, and Jungkook almost fell, stumbling forward. The boy grabbed Jungkook and took him to the side, and everyone forgot about them and continued partying.

Taehyung looked around to find where they went and then felt himself get shoved.

"What the fuck is your problem? Is it so hard to fucking LOOK at me when I'm speaking?!" Eka screamed, and Taehyung looked at her.

He put his hands on her shoulders and then leaned in. "Okay, look. We both know what's going on. You don't really like me, I don't really like you. Let's just break up. Cool? Cool. Bye." Taehyung said really fast, then spun her around, pushed her away, and ran.

Taehyung rushed and then saw the captain with Jungkook against the wall. Jungkook had his hands in the boy's hair, and the boy had his hands on Jungkook's ass.

Taehyung rushed up to them. "Don't touch him-" Taehyung said, grabbing the boy and pushing him away.

"What the fuck? Dude, fuck off-" The guy said, and Jungkook pushed Taehyung.

"Stop it!! You're ruining the fun~" Jungkook slurred, dragging his words. Taehyung looked at him. "Kookie, don't-"

The boy grabbed Taehyung and pulled him away. Taehyung looked at him angrily. "Go find another guy," Taehyung snapped, and the guy looked irked.

"Look, you're a football Captain, you'll get me," The guy said, and Taehyung rose his eyebrow. "It's more fun when he's drunk,"

"He's out of his senses, he doesn't even know what's going o-" Taehyung began, and then realized what the guy was saying when he smirked.

"Exactly. I'll get him naked easily, he won't even move, and I'll just fuck him like that. It'll be fun, c'mon, don't tell me you've never pulled that shit before?"

Taehyung went silent.

"What? Do you want in? Go ahead, I'm not gonna stop your fun. Do you want the mouth though? 'Cause I kinda wanna fuck his-"

Taehyung punched him in the face.

Jungkook, who was now on the floor, gasped, widening his eyes. "V!" Jungkook let out animatedly, and everyone around them stopped to look.

"If you ever say that shit or do that shit to anyone, I'll make sure to get someone and gut you with a knife, got it?" Taehyung growled, and the guy clutched his nose, which was bleeding.

"V~" Jungkook slurred, and Taehyung walked up to him. "H-he's bleeding-"

Taehyung reached down and picked him up by his thighs, jousting him up, and holding him tightly. Jungkook wrapped his legs around his waist and then whined. "Noooo- the partyyy-"

Everyone was quiet, looking at them in their drunk or high states. Taehyung, while walking out, saw Namjoon holding a pipe full of weed ready to smoke it- and grabbed it. Namjoon looked distraught and was about to shout, but then Taehyung walked out.

"Nooo Taehyungie~" Jungkook cried, hitting him on the chest with his little fists. "Party time..." He squeaked softly.

"Be quiet. Do you know what you did in there?" Taehyung asked, taking a smoke from the pipe, and then looking at Jungkook, who looked down with a small pout. "Who told you to get so drunk, huh?"

Jungkook continued looking down. "Do you know what would've happened if I didn't go in there? Don't drink like that around people you don't know, Jungkook. You're still just 17-"

"Taehyungie..." Jungkook let out, and Taehyung saw tears in his eyes. "Being.... meanie."

Taehyung finally reached his hotel room and walked in, closing the door behind him and locking it. Jungkook began hitting his chest again, and Taehyung sighed and then sat him down on the bed, looking at him.

"Why'd you do that?" Taehyung asked.

"Because," Jungkook said, rubbing his eyes with his two fists. "E-everyone was cheering.... and saying I was cool.... and everyone is usually being meanies to me because I'm gay..." Jungkook said.

Taehyung grabbed his fists and put them down. "Don't rub your eyes," Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked up at him. Taehyung put his thumb to the side of the pipe and then smoked another drag, and then pulled it out and let the smoke out. Jungkook gulped.

"Smoking... is injurious to health-"

"So is chugging half a bottle of vodka! And who the fuck was that guy forcing it down your throat? What a fucking asshole," Taehyung mumbled, and Jungkook gulped, drawling little shapes with his finger on the bed.

"I-I dunno. Is-is he the one who-who kissed me? Or the one w-who was dancing while touching my butt? Or the one who-"

Taehyung walked over to him and knelt down a little, putting his hands on his sides. "Hey," Taehyung snapped, and Jungkook looked at him innocently. "I don't like you doing all this, okay? It's not safe at all," Taehyung said, and Jungkook gulped.

"You kiss girlies all the time..." Jungkook trailed, and Taehyung put the pipe on the bed and began untying Jungkook's shoes.

"That's different," Taehyung said, and then took Jungkook's shoes off. Jungkook reached for the pipe, but then Taehyung smacked his hand. "Don't touch that. You're already drunk, I don't want to see you high."

"T-Taehyungie you're being mean!!" Jungkook whined, and then moved away from Taehyung and rolled onto the bed. "You're ruininggg the whole plannn,"

"Plan?" Taehyung asked.

"You'reee-" Jungkook trailed, and then looked at Taehyung. "I o-only slept with you to-today because I wanted to hurt youuu~" Jungkook said, and then giggled, covering his face with his hands. "Wanted to be the meanie for once.. wanted to see you cry and g-get sad because you didn't get mee~"

Taehyung froze. "W-what?"

"Yeah," Jungkook said, sitting up and looking at him. "You were so mean to me... so I-I wanted to lead you o-on and break your heart," Jungkook said, and then giggled, thinking it was all cute.

Taehyung gulped. "I-I thought you- um-" Taehyung began, and then looked away. "Thought you did that b-because you wanted us to be fuckbuddies again?"

"No," Jungkook said, and then saw Taehyung open his mouth to say something, and then close it. "Only wanted to hurt you."

Taehyung hummed, looking at Jungkook. A million thoughts began to run through his head.

"It's hot in heree~" Jungkook slurred, and then unbuttoned his tight jeans and pulled them down along with his boxers, and then pushed them off, and took his t-shirt off until he was naked. "So hot~"

I'll get him naked easily, he won't even move, and I'll just fuck him like that.

"And all that stuff you said?" Taehyung asked softly. "About you wanting me, wanting us, all that was just bullshit you said to make sure it hurt me more when you told me it wasn't real?"

Jungkook kicked his legs up, seeing Taehyung took another drag of the pipe while walking up to him slowly. Jungkook nodded, biting his lip.

"And that's why you were being so mean while we were having sex? You wanted me to really fall for you so breaking me would be easier, right?" Taehyung husked into Jungkook's ear, gripping his bare hip tightly.

"Yess~" Jungkook giggled, and then wrapped his legs around Taehyung's waist, seeing him blow smoke out again, taking more puffs of the crushed up weed. "And you w-were so easyyy, Taehyungie~" Jungkook said, cupping his cheeks. "Looked s-so pathetic, wanting to fuck me."

Taehyung looked down at him, eyes darkened. "And tell me something else," Taehyung said, lips close to Jungkook's ear. "You're really drunk, right? Won't remember a thing tomorrow, right?"

Jungkook shook his head and then felt Taehyung's hand trail down his waist. "I-I think I'm gonna..." Jungkook slurred, and then hummed. "Pass out soon."

"Good," Taehyung said, blowing smoke onto his face.

Jungkook giggled, gripping his shoulders tightly, feeling Taehyung's grip on his thighs tighten until he couldn't move. "T-Tae I c-can't move-"

"Sshhh, baby. It's alright." Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook looked up at him, seeing Taehyung take another puff of the weed.

Jungkook looked up at him. "A-are you going to fu-fuck me right n-now?" Jungkook asked.

Taehyung hummed, tracing his lips onto his collarbone. "Ah, Jungkook," Taehyung said, voice growly. "You know I can't resist you."

Jungkook's breath hitched and he felt his arms and legs fall by his sides. He couldn't really move, felt like he was going to pass out any second, going to black out any second- wanted to speak and tell Taehyung to stop, but nothing left his mouth.

Nothing.

Little did the two know of the door being slightly open, and two darkened eyes watching them intently.

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[jeontaeh]

〚TWENTY EIGHT〛

The Seoul Football Championship was a so-called 'fun and competitive competition for young football enthusiasts to boost their sportsmanship'. It was a war between every high school football team in the country to see who was better, basically.

So, the entire football team and cheerleaders were on a train on the way to Seoul. Jungkook and Jimin were listening to music, while laughing at Yugyeom and Bambam who were sitting right opposite them, trying to flip a water bottle.

Jungkook could see Taehyung sitting on the other side of the train with Eka, her head on his shoulder, Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, and some of the cheerleaders. Jungkook saw as Eka leaned up to whisper into his ear, and Taehyung got startled and scooted away while saying "Ew don't lick my ear."

"Damn, he really doesn't like her. How didn't I notice this before?" Jimin said to Jungkook, who hummed.

"Probably 'cause they're always making out," Jungkook said, and Jimin nodded.

"You still going ahead with your Taylr Swift plan?" Jimin asked, and Jungkook smiled.

"Karma's a bitch, Jimin. He should get a taste of his own bullshit for once. Also- why the fuck are we listening to old Taylor Swift songs?" Jungkook snapped, and Jimin scoffed.

"Because she shaped the pop industry and frankly is hated for absolutely no reason," Jimin said, and Jungkook sighed.

"Amen brother," Jungkook said, and then his eyes brightened when he saw Taehyung get up from hi seat to go to the mid area between two trains, where there was a washroom, a vending machine, a coffee machine, etc.

"Okay. I'm gonna go start this plan," Jungkook said, and then slid out of his seat to walk down the aisle towards where Taehyung was. Nonchalantly, of course.

Jungkook walked into the area, closing the door behind him and humming some tune to himself. He saw Taehyung getting a packet of chips from the vending machine and walked up to it.

"Ooh- they have strawberry licorice," Jungkook said airily, and Taehyung looked at him in alert.

"Yeah." Taehyung mumbled, and saw Taehyung put in the number for what he wanted. "Could you just get me licorice with your money? I'll pay you back." Jungkook said, showing the coins he had in his hand.

"Sure." Taehyung said. Jungkook leaned his arm ahead and clicked on the number for the licorice. He waited and then saw the chips fall down, and the licorice get stuck in the middle. Jungkook pouted.

"Damn it... How do I get it out?" Jungkook whined softly, and then turned around. "I'll ask Jackson to shake the machine- he's got really strong arms~"

"I'll do it." Taehyung said rather quickly, and Jungkook turned around and saw Taehyung grab the machine from either side and give it a good shake. The licorice fell down.

"Aw, V. Thank you!" Jungkook smiled, and then rushed to the machine. Before Taehyung could say anything, Jungkook bent over to pick the stuff up from inside the machine.

Jungkook took his sweet time taking out the packet of chips and licorice, and then stood up and turned around- and to his joy, saw Taehyung's eyes kind of wide, cheeks kind of red, stood quite close to him.

"Here," Jungkook said, handing Taehyung the chips and coins. Taehyung grabbed them out of his palm, but then the train shook unexpectedly and both stumbled forward, Jungkook getting pressed against the machine with Taehyung in front of him.

Taehyung's hand grabbed his. "Oh," Jungkook squeaked softly, eyes big. Taehyung's mouth went dry, blinking quickly.

"Um-" Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked up at him. "S-sorry." Taehyung stammered, taking a step back.

"That's okay. I'm gonna head back," Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung nodded hurriedly. Jungkook turned around with a small smile on his face and headed back into the carriage and towards his seat.

He grinned. This was already going great.

///

The next day, practice started early morning, as the first game began at evening. Taehyung was shouting out instructions, clearly riled up and a little stressed- and everyone just listened to him this time.

"Of course the ball is never going to pass properly, Youngjae. Not with that footing!" Taehyung snapped, and Youngjae gulped and nodded- rushing away to hide behind his friends.

Taehyung looked around. "Jimin keep running. Jackson, you've got to stop hitting the fucking poles. Yugyeom, seriously, fix your posture," Taehyung growled, continuing to look around. Everyone was kind of terrified. "Namjoon, pass to who's open! Why the fuck are you passing to Jin when he's blocked?! Hoseok I don't want to see a single ball hit the net when you're goalkeeping. And Jungkook-" Taehyung began and then paused.

Jungkook stopped running, looking at him mid jog. "Yes sir?"

Taehyung froze a little. He didn't notice the rest of the boys giving him a weird look. "N-nothing. You're good."

"Okay," Jungkook smiled, and then kept running. Taehyung looked a little frazzled for a few seconds, and then snapped out of it and continued shouting at the boys.

It's not like he was just all bark and no bite. Taehyung went on that pitch to show the boys how it was done and stole the ball from every guy, kicked every ball into the net, and went past each member and defender.

The guy was good, there was no denying that.

"Jeez dude, I don't know why you're worried. With you on our team, we're bound to win." Namjoon said, sitting on the grass.

"Yeah man. Take it easy. It's good to be prepared, but you're overdoing it. The game is in three hours, just rest till then." Jin said.

Taehyung was breathing heavily, sweaty, in the middle of his 10th lap or something. "No if- if I stop I won't be able to do well tonight- we'll- we'll lose, and-"

Taehyung tried running again, but then tripped over his lace and fell to the ground. "Fuck-" Taehyung gritted, getting a cut on his cheek.

"What did I just say." Jin snapped, and Taehyung sat up, aggravated with himself. He was about to snap at them, but then suddenly saw two large brown eyes and rosy red cheeks.

"V," Jungkook said softly, kneeling down to face him. "You're only hurting yourself. You don't want to tire yourself, do you?" Jungkook said, tilting his head.

Taehyung looked at him, and Jungkook could see that pent up aggression releasing slowly, saw how his stature got a bit softer. "N-no.."

"Exactly. You haven't eaten anything since the morning." Jungkook said, shaking his head. He looked cute as fuck, he knew he did. "That's not very smart, mr. Captain."

Taehyung smiled a little, and Jungkook got up. "Come, I'll put a bandaid on you." Jungkook said, and Taehyung grabbed his hand. Jungkook pulled him up, and then walked him down the field while holding his hand.

Jimin saw this happening from near where the Namjoon and Jin were, and rolled his eyes.

Jungkook reached the benches and then sat Taehyung down. Taehyung was a little red, letting go of Jungkook's hand. Jungkook grabbed the first aid kit and took out a small cotton ball, cream, and a band-aid.

"You don't have to do all that, Kook. S'just a small cut." Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked at him.

I know. But I need to overdo this to seduce you. "I know- but it could get bacteria in it- and- and then it'll get worse! It'll damage your handsome face." Jungkook said, and Taehyung blushed a little, looking away quickly.

Jungkook bent down a little to face him directly. "Let me just-" Jungkook said, about to put the cotton on Taehyung's face, but then groaned. "This is uncomfortable. Wait-" Jungkook said, and then sat down on Taehyung's lap.

Jungkook bit his lip. "Better. Now, look at me." Jungkook whispered, putting one hand under his chin and moving it to look at Jungkook. Taehyung was now blushing profusely. "Oh~ you're all red because of the sun!"

"Y-yeah." Taehyung stammered quickly. Jungkook took the cotton ball and pressed it against his cut. Taehyung hissed a little, and Jungkook's eyes grew bigger.

"Oh no, does it hurt? I'm sorry..." Jungkook squeaked and then felt Taehyung's hand go on his lower back. "It's fine." Taehyung husked.

Jungkook pressed the cotton ball against his cheek, and Taehyung looked up at him. Jungkook continued doing it, and then saw Taehyung open his mouth to say something, but then close it. Jungkook ignored that and put the cotton ball down, seeing the layer of cream over the small cut.

"Done. Now I'll put the band-aid," Jungkook said excitedly, and then reached over to the first aid box to do so, knowing his ass was directly on Taehyung's crotch.

Pop up, pop up, pop UP- Jungkook thought in his head, but nothing happened. Damn, Taehyung was good at concealing it.

Jungkook saw the band-aids, and then gasped (in his head, of course). He got a brilliant idea. Because if what he was about to do worked, then that would just PROVE it. It would prove EVERYTHING.

"V," Jungkook giggled, picking up a band-aid. "You should wear this Hello Kitty band-aid."

"Absolutely not." Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked at him, still giggly.

"Why not? It'll look cute~"

"It's bright pink and has Hello Kitty all over it- it's not touching my face. Not when we're in a competition filled with athletic guys," Taehyung grumbled.

"But it'll look so cute on you," Jungkook whined, and then pouted. "Pleaseee?" Jungkook said softly, poking Taehyung's chest. Taehyung's breath hitched.

"Kook-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook looked down. "C'mon Taehyungie, just do something fun for once-" Jungkook said, and his eyes widened and he froze.

"Oh- um. S-sorry. Didn't m-mean to- I-I just- I forgot. I-" Jungkook began, and Taehyung put his hand on his.

"Hey, it's fine." Taehyung said softly. "Don't worry." Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded quickly. Taehyung sighed. "You can put the bandaid on me."

Jungkook giggled. "Great." Jungkook said, and then put the bright pink band-aid on Taehyung's cheekbone. Taehyung smiled a little at how giggly Jungkook was, and opened his mouth to say something- but Jungkook got up from his lap. "Ok. Bye." Jungkook said, and then turned around and walked away.

Taehyung froze, and gulped. "S-see you later." Taehyung let out, and then cursed himself internally for stammering. Why the fuck was he stuttering so much?

Jungkook walked up to Jimin and then grinned. "Dude, I've totally got him wrapped around my finger! He's letting me call him by his real name and let me put a fucking Hello Kitty band-aid on him!"

"Kook... don't mess with him now. Not during the matches. He needs to focused." Jimin said sternly.

"Of course I'm not going to distract him during the matches, Jimin. We're here for four days. Three days of matches, but then, we're free. I attack then." Jungkook grinned, and then walked away.

///

The three days passed rather quickly. The matches were strenuous, competitive, and involved a lot of cursing and anger. But also, it was kind of fun.

Jungkook had fun in three ways. 1, he was with his friends. 2, football, kind of. 3, fucking with Taehyung.

Like Jimin said, Jungkook didn't want to go too heavy- that was for the last day. So it was the small victories that counted.

Jungkook noticed it slowly. Like when he walked into the dining room at night and sat down with the rest of the boys, Taehyung rather loudly was telling Yoongi "Yeah I work out a lot. Every day- all the time, dude. Being healthy is like- super important and stuff." while looking at Jungkook every other second.

Or how Taehyung kept trying to get his attention through small things. He'd mention stuff like art really loudly in front of him. Or raise his arms in a weird (obvious) way to flex them. Or get soda and stuff for Jungkook. Or compliment him subtly.

It was so empowering. Jungkook felt like their roles had been switched. When they were fuckbuddies, Jungkook did almost everything to get Taehyung to spend time with him, or to get his attention. It felt nice to be the one getting chased.

So, anyways. They won the championship.

They went against 7 schools and then finally won the whole thing. They won 5 - 3, which was a pretty huge deal, considering the other group were the best in the city.

Taehyung made 4 out of 5 of the goals. It was fucking incredible, he got mentioned by the hosts of the competition and got a special medal. It was really great, and what was even greater was to see everyone congratulate him- but when Jungkook did, Taehyung smiled really wide. A really cute boxy smile.

So, the last day arrived. The whole day was for the students to relax, get to know each other, and other stuff. At night, courtesy of Jackson and some dude he knows in the other school, there were parties happening in the hotel rooms with a lot of alcohol, a lot of weed, and trashy music.

Jungkook didn't want to wait till night. That'd be boring.

See, he already knew he had Taehyung under his ~spell, if you will. So why wait?

That afternoon, around 3 pm, everyone was in this big lounge area. They were playing movies and there was fruit juice and ice cream and stuff, so everyone was chilling. Taehyung was there with Eka.

"I just feel like you've been ignoring me for the past few days,"

"I've been in a competition, Eka. It's fucking time consuming, so I'm sorry I haven't been giving you attention," Taehyung grumbled, and Eka rolled her eyes.

"Oh my god- just stop being such an asshole for 3 seconds! You're lucky to have someone like me, V." Eka snapped, and Taehyung snickered.

"Yeah right." Taehyung mumbled, and then saw Eka walk away towards her friends. Taehyung sighed and leaned against the wall, taking his phone out. When he did, the first thing that popped up was that picture of Jungkook on his instagram from a few weeks ago.

Taehyung's fingers fumbled on his phone to put the picture away. He let out a sigh of relief, glad no one saw him. No, Taehyung hadn't been weirdly staring at that picture for no reason. But did he jack off to it every other night? Yeah, and so what??

It was really fucking weird and Taehyung hated it. Why couldn't he get Jungkook out of his head?? Why was the boy everywhere? Why did the mere sight of him set his heart racing and cheeks getting all flushed?? It was really weird and made him feel weak and he hated it. Despised it.

Taehyung put his phone in his pocket and then looked up, trying to find his friends and rid himself of these thoughts- but when he looked up, he saw the doors of the lounge open and saw Jungkook walk inside.

Jungkook, with his hair a little curled, wearing tiny denim shorts, and the sweater from the instagram picture.

Fuck, Taehyung thought, his eyes going wide. Fuck fuck fuck fuck-

"V-" Eka's voice came. "Listen, do you wanna get out of here? It's kind of boring-"

Taehyung saw Jungkook's slim yet thick thighs, never realized how fucking pretty the boy looked in an oversized sweater and shorts. Taehyung head envisioned Jungkook wearing nothing but that sweater, or rather, nothing at all-

"V? You alright?" Eka continued, and Taehyung's eyes had glazed.

He looked exactly like he did on the instagram post. He was pretty, oh so fucking pretty, and his cheeks were kind of rosy, eyes big, lips pink. He looked around mindlessly, looking like the prettiest, most ravishing doll, and fuck, Taehyung wanted to see his thighs wrapped around his waist-

"Oh my god, are you fucking deaf!?" Eka shouted, pushing V slightly. V didn't even look at her.

"I- I need to- I need to go," Taehyung said quickly, voice sounding dry, weak, kind of shaky. He saw Jungkook look at him, and shit, Jungkook must've seen him staring. And god fucking damnit, Taehyung could feel himself getting harder in his pants by the second. But before he could leave, Jungkook rushed up to him.

"V!" Jungkook called out, and Taehyung had to stop, had to stop and look at him and make conversation with him. Fuck.

"Hey." Taehyung said nonchalantly.

"Hey, so-" Jungkook began, his hand going on Taehyung's forearm. "Some of the boys are going swimming in the indoor heated pool. I totally wanted to- but then I realised I didn't have my swimming trunks. I mean, I could swim naked- but that'd be super weird," Jungkook laughed.

Taehyung's entire face reddened at the thought of Jungkook naked. Jungkook, naked, swimming. Jungkook, naked, swimming, and then getting fucked by Taehyung while being completely wet-

"Y-yeah- that'd be r-really weird." Taehyung let out.

"This is making you really hard, isn't it?" Jungkook said sultrily.

"What?" Taehyung snapped, and Jungkook frowned.

"I said winning the championship was really hard, wasn't it?" Jungkook said, and that's when Taehyung realised how fucking horny he was. He was hearing things. Fuck.

"Yeah- um- I guess. But it's thanks to the team, really." Taehyung said quickly.

"Yeah, I get it. Y'know, V- you should spank me." Jungkook giggled, and Taehyung paled.

"W-what?"

"I said you should thank me! Is it hard to hear in here?" Jungkook asked, tilting his head. Taehyung gulped. He shook his head.

"N-no- I'm just- I'm just- tired. Tired. I'm really tired. It's really hot in here. Like, really really hot. Do you feel really hot? I'm sweating like crazy," Taehyung laughed, and then saw Jungkook giving him a weird look. He was acting crazy.

"Yeah. Um- listen. This is kind of boring. I'm really tired, so..." Jungkook said, and then led his fingers from Taehyung's shoulder down his arm. "I'm gonna head to my hotel room. Y'know, room 418. See you," Jungkook said softly, and then gave Taehyung a lingering look, turned around, and walked away.

Taehyung gulped. His mind went blank. Oh my god, he thought. He wants me to fuck him.

Taehyung saw Jungkook walk out of the lounge, and almost grinned if it wasn't for people being around him who'd think he was a lunatic. Oh my god Oh my GOD he was going to fuck Jungkook.

Taehyung ran out of the lounge and saw the hallways empty. Good. Taehyung ran towards the lift and rushed inside. He pressed on the button for the fourth floor, but before the lift could close, a hand was placed between the doors, and someone walked in.

Jimin.

"Hey man." Jimin said. Taehyung look at him blankly. "You're going to the 4th floor? Cool, me too. I was gonna go to my room to take a nap, need the energy for tonight, y'know?" Jimin laughed.

Before the lift could start, Taehyung put his hand on the lift doors and kept it open. "Jimin. Get OUT."

Jimin paused. "....Why..."

"Dude, because-" Taehyung started, and then shook his head. "It's. There's a fire."

"What? Where?"

Taehyung froze. All he could think of was his penis that was begging to be inside Jeon Jungkook. "It's- it's here."

"Where is it? Oh god- I should call Jungkook and tell him to come here-"

"No, Jimin. The fire- the fire is in. It's in- um- Rose's room. Her- her room is on fire. She wants you to go to her room because it's on fire."

"V, is everything okay?"

"Rose is on FIRE and you're just standing around here?? What's wrong with you?? Run, Jimin, run!" Taehyung snapped, and Jimin gulped.

"Jeez, o-okay! Oh my god-" Jimin stammered, and then ran out of the lift and away.

Taehyung sighed in relief and closed the lift doors quickly.

While running away, Jimin took his phone out. He texted Jungkook yup, he's on his way to ur room. pls dont make me do that again, he was like. super freaked out.

Jimin sighed after that. He knew there was no fire; but he's still going to go to Rose's room. Y'know, just because.

Taehyung reached the 4th floor and then ran out. He ran down the hallway. Room 401...405...409... where the fuck was 418?? Taehyung ran past rooms, trying to look for it. 418 418 418 418- He finally stopped. Room 418 was in front of him- and the door was slightly open.

Taehyung gulped. He reached for the door and pushed it open.

No one was inside.

Taehyung walked into the room and closed the door behind him. "Jungkook? You- um- you in here?"

There was no sound. Taehyung gulped. Damn, maybe he wasn't in here. Maybe he just pretended to want him to come here, but didn't actually. Fuck, Taehyung felt really stupid now. Goddamnit.

Taehyung turned around to open the door of the room, but then heard a voice.

"Oh. Hey Taehyung. Didn't think you'd come so fast," Jungkook's airy voice filled the room.

Taehyung turned around, and his eyes widened. Jungkook was completely naked.

"O-oh-" Taehyung squeaked out, eyes bulging out. "Um- I-I- I-" Taehyung stammered, and then licked his lips, knowing damn well his hard cock was straining through his jeans.

Taehyung's eyes raked down his body, and he saw as Jungkook walked over to Taehyung slowly. Taehyung gulped. "I-I just- I-I came here b-because I-"

"Take your shirt off." Jungkook said, and Taehyung paused for a second. "I want to wear it." Jungkook hummed, and Taehyung gulped.

"Okay." He said, and then reached back to take his shirt off, a big white t-shirt. Jungkook grabbed it from his hands and put it on, pulling it over his head. It reached till his lower thighs. Taehyung loved that.

"Why'd you come up here?" Jungkook asked in a small voice, blinking his big eyes.

"I-" Taehyung began, and then shrugged weakly, as if giving up. He couldn't make stuff up. Couldn't lie. "I just- I really want-"

"Want what?" Jungkook asked, putting his fingers around Taehyung's belt loops.

"I-I really want to fuck you, Kookie." Taehyung said, and Jungkook looked up at him, seeing how Taehyung was pressed against the door. "Just one last time. You know you want it too, baby," Taehyung whispered, hands on Jungkook's hips.

Jungkook looked down, and then looked up at him. "I'm sorry," Jungkook began, and Taehyung grew confused. "Did I say you could touch me?"

"No," Taehyung stammered, and put his hands by his sides. "I just- I thought-"

"Put your hands behind your back." Jungkook said firmly, and Taehyung did. He put his hands neatly behind his back. "Okay. Now- you followed me up here because you wanted to fuck me?"

"N-no, I-" Taehyung started, and Jungkook looked him in the eyes. "I-I thought you- thought you w-wanted me to- I mean, y-you were so... into me f-for the past three days,"

"Aw," Jungkook said, taking a step back, tilting his head. "You thought I was really interested in you because of my actions and words, but you're now confused because I'm acting like I never was? That must be disappointing, huh?" Jungkook said, giving him a smile.

Taehyung gulped. He didn't get it. "Y-yeah-"

"Well then, Taehyungie." Jungkook said, moving closer to him. "You're really hard, aren't you? Wow," Jungkook said softly, putting his hand on his cock. Jungkook looked at him. "Do you want me to touch it?"

"Y-yeah-" Taehyung let out, bucking his hips slightly against Jungkook's hand.

"What is it that you want me to do, Tae?" Jungkook asked, pressing his thumb against his clothed cock.

"Kookie-" Taehyung let out- "Kookie just- t-touch me-"

"Say please." Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung gulped. "Please- p-please, Kookie. I-I want your- your hand on m-my cock-"

"You're really desperate, huh?" Jungkook giggled, and then unzipped his jeans, pulled down his boxers slightly and took his cock out. "I mean. Why didn't you just go to your girlfriend?"

"Y-" Taehyung began, mouth dry. "Y-you're d-different-"

"Oh, I'm different, am I?" Jungkook gasped, and then squeezed Taehyung's cock. Taehyung groaned in his hand, bucking into his fist. "Am I pretty, Taehyungie?"

"Yeah- fuck y-yeah, you're the prettiest." Taehyung let out, and then felt a moan leave his lips at how Jungkook's movement around his cock became faster.

"Am I better than her, Taehyungie?" Jungkook asked, a glint in his eye as he thumbed the slit of Taehyung's cock. "Am I better? Am I more fun to fuck? Am I tighter?"

"Yes, yes, yes-" Taehyung let out, looking at him. "So much better. So much tighter-"

Jungkook leaned into, and Taehyung almost whimpered at how his cock touched Jungkook's stomach. "Probably not so tight anymore, Taehyung." Jungkook whispered, both hands touching Taehyung's side. Taehyung looked at him.

"W-what?"

"I-I got so sad after you left, Taehyungie... so sad to see you fucking Eka and all those other girls..." Jungkook trailed, kissing Taehyung's jaw. "So I let some boys fuck me, too."

Taehyung froze. "It was only fair, don't you think?" Jungkook grinned.

Taehyung gulped. "W-who-"

"Speaking of which," Jungkook said, and he moved back, leaving Taehyung's cock untouched again. "I was actually supposed to go to Yugyeom's room right now... was gonna let him fuck me," Jungkook said cutely, turning around. "Was gonna let him fuck me raw, too. And he's so good, Taehyung." Jungkook said, peering over at him, seeing him frozen still.

"His dick is so big, too." Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung's eyes were darkened as he slowly walked up to Jungkook. "He throws me over his bed and calls me baby while doing it. Says I'm really good. Says I'm really fun, really tight, really pretty, really-"

Taehyung gripped Jungkook's waist and wrapped his arms around him. He was angered, really fucking angered. Eyes practically red, breathing going heavier and god, he was mad. So mad.

"Couldn't have," Taehyung let out, pulling Jungkook close to him. "Couldn't have fucked you better than I did- no one could've fucked you better than I did, Jungkook, no one-"

"You overestimate yourself, Taehyungie," Jungkook whispered, and then put his hands on Taehyung's chest. "Everyone's fucked me better than you did."

Taehyung gulped. "B-but-" Taehyung let out, eyes laced with confusion. "But I- I was so fucking good to you, Kookie- I-"

"You were alright." Jungkook said, and then pushed him off. "Kind of boring, really."

He could see Taehyung crumbling a little. "No- no no, Kookie- I can be so much better. I-I can be better than all of them. I'll- I'll fuck you so well, Kookie- I'll show you how good I was, I'll-"

"So you want to fuck me?" Jungkook asked, looking at him from near the bed. Taehyung nodded wildly.

"Use your words." Jungkook said softly, and Taehyung gulped. "Yes. Wanna fuck you."

"Say please."

"Please, Kookie- Just once- just- just once, I-" Taehyung stammered, grabbing his waist again.

"Look at you, baby." Jungkook said in awe. "So hard over me, aren't you? So needy for me, baby. You can have any girl in the whole school, nay, the whole country, yet." Jungkook said, and then grinned. "You want to fuck me. Rather oxymoronic, isn't it?"

Jungkook wrapped his fingers around Taehyung's cock again. "Tell me how badly you want to fuck me." He whispered into Taehyung's ear.

"So bad." Taehyung let out, wrapping his arms around him. "S-so fucking bad, Kookie. Just want you- no- no one else. I'd trade everyone in the fucking world for you. You're fucking gorgeous, baby. No one's like you- I-I want to fuck you so bad-"

"Aw," Jungkook said, smiling. "Baby wants me?"

Taehyung nodded. "Baby wants to fuck me, does he?" Taehyung nodded harder, Jungkook began moving his hand up and down him faster and faster.

"Wanna cum, babyboy? Wanna cum all over my hand, do you? All over my ass, do you?" Jungkook asked, and god, he was having so much fucking fun with this.

"Y-yes- please- please Kookie, please- please-" Taehyung stammered, burrowing his head in the crevice of Jungkook's neck.

And right before Taehyung could cum- right before Taehyung could reach his climax- right before he could do anything; Jungkook left his hold on him.

He took a step back. "Actually," Jungkook said, and Taehyung gulped, freezing. "I think I have work to do."

"W-what?" Taehyung let out.

"Bye." Jungkook said, and then turned around.

"What? Baby, y-you can't just-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook walked towards the dresser. "Kookie- y-y-you-"

"Oops." Jungkook said, picking on his nails.

Taehyung rushed up to him, standing right behind him. Taehyung could see him through the mirror on the wall. "Baby please, please- I'll treat you so well-"

"Eh. Whatever. I'm kind of bored." Jungkook hummed, and then before he could walk away- Taehyung grabbed him, pressed him against the dresser, and got down on his knees.

"O-oh-" Jungkook let out with widened eyes, and saw Taehyung looking at him, so needy.

"P-please, Kookie-" Taehyung let out. "You're so fucking beautiful, baby," Taehyung let out, practically drunk with Jungkook. He began reached his t-shirt up, kissing his waist, his hips.

"I-I'm beautiful?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung nodded, looking up at him.

"I'll make you feel so fucking good, my little one. Treat you like the beautiful, beautiful little princess that you are~ please, baby. Let me fuck you- just- just once, Kookie. I'm begging you." Taehyung whispered.

Jungkook's hands went through his hair, and he could feel himself hardening as well. He gulped. He didn't expect this to happen. Didn't expect Taehyung to be this needy.

"What're you willing to do for it?"

"I'll-" Taehyung began, and then gulped, thinking of things. "I'll suck your dick."

"What?" Jungkook let out, eyes widening. Holy shit, Taehyung really had lost it.

"I'll suck you off- I-I wanna- wanna suck you off," Taehyung said, and Jungkook smiled a little, eyes wild.

"Yeah," Jungkook whispered. "Yeah, go ahead, baby."

Taehyung's large hands pressed to his soft hips, and he looked up at him with large eyes. Taehyung looked at Jungkook's cock, standing up, flushed pink, and hesitated for a second or two before wrapping his lips around it.

Jungkook let out a moan, and then put his hand to tug Taehyung's hair. "F-fuck-" Jungkook let out, and Taehyung continued moving his lips down his cock, taking in as much as he could.

"A-ah- Taehyungie-" Jungkook squeaked, and Taehyung's tongue swirled around his cock, and he looked up at him, hands on his waist. Jungkook whimpered and jerked forward, and heard Taehyung gag lightly. Taehyung only kept going, kept going until he was deepthroating Jungkook.

He could feel Jungkook's cock on the back of his throat, and Jungkook looked down at him, saw how Taehyung took it with such ease, sucked on his cock like it was nothing. Jungkook let out a gasp of pleasure. "Good- good boy. Such a good boy for m-me-"

Taehyung finally pulled off him, and breathed heavily, licking his lips. "Don't want you to cum yet. Wanna fuck you first."

"Oh, puppy," Jungkook said in awe, cupping his cheeks. "My puppy, you wanna fuck me really bad, don't you?"

Taehyung nodded. "Wanna- wanna fuck you until-" Taehyung began, pressing a kiss to Jungkook's stomach. "Until you can't think of anything but my cock, Kookie. Nothing but my cock in you-"

Jungkook pressed his thighs together, and then tapped on Taehyung's shoulder, so Taehyung got up from his knees, cheeks blazing. "Fuck me, Taehyungie-" Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung eyes darkened.

He put his hand on Jungkook's t-shirt (his own) and, well, got so excited that he literally ripped it off Jungkook's chest, and then leaned down and picked the naked boy up bridal style, making him gasp.

Taehyung put him down on the bed and then went on top of him, looking down at him with a small smile. "I'm going to fuck you until you're screaming," Taehyung whispered, dragging his lips down Jungkook's cheek. "Going to fuck you until you can't walk, until your hole is shaped to the shape of my cock," Taehyung husked, and Jungkook let out a pitched whimper, hands fisting around the bedsheets.

"I-I like that," Jungkook said, and Taehyung hummed. "I like you. So fucking much." Taehyung said, and Jungkook leaned up and pressed their lips together.

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