┌ONE┐

Screeches from the forest stirred with the blow of the cold breeze. A darkened night had fallen over, and the solitary mansion in the hill was blazed by the lights that flickered on.

Guards in black were all over the entrance, guns in their hands while clatters coming from the forest increased.

"Is studying at that university that important to you?" Mr. Jeon asked with a frown once he broke the hug with Jungkook.

"Dad, I've been changing schools since I was a child. If I continue like this, I will never be able to complete my studies and become a criminologist." Jungkook replied, holding his father's hands. "Apart, I have Taehyung with me. Everything will turn out well!"

"Don't be so careless, Kook. Just because this time Taehyung ended up protecting you, doesn't mean he will always be able to." Mrs. Jeon said this time. "And you don't even have a bodyguard with you."

"Mum, having no bodyguard is a lot better than having a stranger lurking around me twenty-four-seven!" Jungkook complained childishly, clinging to his mother's arm.

She stilled in the hall room, right before the coach, with her husband and the two best friends. Taehyung was hushed down the whole time, for which his presence was hardly noticeable over there.

"So you want someone you're already familiar with as your bodyguard?" Mr. Jeon outlined the words.

Jungkook nodded, getting himself off the woman's arm, and straightened his posture. He faced his father, who faced him in return.

"How about Taehyung then?" Mr. Jeon suggested, tipping his head at Taehyung. "You're the only one who can be around Jungkook and protect him without making him feel uncomfortable."

"Sir?" Taehyung raised his eyebrows and he balked from his place as soon as Jungkook jumped on him and embraced him tightly.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! That means we will always be able to stick together!" Jungkook chimed in a bubbly voice.

"Are you fine with that?" Mr. Jeon questioned Taehyung's consent. A small smile swirled around his lips when Taehyung let out a hum, followed by a nod.

"Sir, dinner is ready." A fifth voice said, and by turning around, they saw a maid, bowing.

"I'm not hungry. I'll go to sleep already."

And the words confused everyone. They watched Taehyung turning around and hurrying upstairs, to the room that he had claimed his own.

Jungkook decided to run after Taehyung and he closed the door quickly once he got a glimpse of Taehyung dropping his body on the soft mattress of the bed.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" Jungkook asked, taking a few steps forward and stopping right before the bed. He saw Taehyung staring daggers at the plain white ceiling.

"Not really. I'm alive, but can't say much more." Taehyung bluntly admitted, turning on his side and curling himself up in a ball. "You are my responsibility now and I'm scared. What if I mess up?"

Jungkook's eyes softened and he chewed his inner cheek. "Taehyung..." Jungkook whispered, getting on the bed and laying down beside Taehyung.

Taehyung's breaths quickened and he closed his eyes together. "What if I lose you too?"

"You won't." Jungkook back-hugged him. "You won't lose me, Taehyung. No matter what, you won’t."

Taehyung shook his head in disagreement, tears forming in his eyes. "You don't understand... I-I saw Her dying right before my eyes and I wasn't able to do anything. W-What if... something similar happens, but this time to you?"

"Taehyung, you need to calm down, first of all," Jungkook said, getting up. He perched down and Taehyung laid flatly on his back meanwhile. "If something like that happens, I'll be dragging you with me."

Taehyung swatted his tears away with the back of his palm and Jungkook's stomach dropped and he felt uneasy seeing Taehyung cry.

"Apart, your life is at more risk than mine since your father is still after you, Taehyung. Stop worrying. Let's stick together as long as we're alive, hmm?" Jungkook humphed, wanting Taehyung to realize that the possibility of him dying was higher than Jungkook's own.

And Taehyung should worry more about that instead.

Taehyung paused for a few seconds. "You know, Jungkook... When you left for the date, I decided to take a nap and then had a very bad dream."

Jungkook quietened down completely, allowing Taehyung to continue without any interruptions.

"See, I had a dream where you were perfectly fine without me and were happily in love with him, without the guy you don't need." Taehyung closed his eyes, trying to stabilize his breathing by taking some deep breaths.

"I wish I was important and loved by at least one person in this world. After Mother's death, it seemed like the whole world went against me and I hardly have any reasons to keep being alive." Taehyung lifted his hand and stared at his palm.

"Breathing is hard. I want to quit it already and finally be at peace." 

He pulled the sleeve of his shirt down a bit and scanned his wrist and forearm. "I want to cut all of my emotions from my life. No pain, no sadness, no pressure... Nothing at all. Life would have been a lot better like that."

Jungkook remained silent, gently grabbing Taehyung's arm. He hissed slightly in pain at the sight of the cuts and scars. Some were fresh, while some were in the process of healing.

"You did it again?" Jungkook was hyperventilating and his throat went dry at the same time his stomach churned and his heart pumped faster.

"Couldn't help myself." Taehyung smothered out in a shaky voice while he pulled his hand away from Jungkook's grip. "I kept overthinking about the dream."

Jungkook's eyes grew wide and tears were forming in the corner of his eyes. He leaned down to embrace Taehyung tightly. "I'm sorry, I wasn't there when you needed me."

"It's not your fault, Jungkook. It's not your fault the pain feels so damn right to me and I want to die." Taehyung wrapped his hands around Jungkook, striving to keep himself calm and composed.

"I want to give you reasons to live-"

"-You are my reason to live." Taehyung cut Jungkook's sentence off and kissed Jungkook's head. "You, Jimin and the others are my reasons to live. Don't blame yourself for anything."

Jungkook hummed, laying over Taehyung, cuddling him silently until Taehyung spoke.

"How was the date?"

Jungkook closed his eyes. "Fine. Ky doesn't seem like a bad guy."

"Glad to hear that," Taehyung whispered, running his fingers between Jungkook's fluffy hair.

The motion made Jungkook chuckle. He tipped his head up and pressed his index finger on Taehyung's nose. "Aren't you just so cute?"

"I don't think I'm cute, but whatever." Taehyung brought Jungkook closer to his chest and hushed down into the peaceful silence that fell into the room.

"You remind me of Snow White." 

Jungkook blinked his eyes. "Oh?" His face was against Taehyung's chest and he inhaled a deep breath at the warmth that their bodies were trading off.

"Your innocence is as white as the snow and your love for people is the red of crimson blood, but at the same time, it feels like you're dark, just like the ebony wood." Taehyung voiced out in a fragile tone. Jungkook stilled, wrapping his arms around Taehyung and the black-haired boy sighed. "I want to share all of my emotions right by your side, and I hope you'll be here for me."

Jungkook hummed, breaking into a small smile. "Of course, I will! I'll be here for everything. Now, you should sleep. It's late already and you must be tired right now, aren't ya?" He pulled his head up and stared at Taehyung's dark eyes, which weren't moving away from him even for an inch. 

Jungkook's cheeks became red when Taehyung proceeded to stare at him, even without blinking.

Jungkook's heart pounded against his chest and it was as if his vocal cords forgot how to form a speech. Jungkook forgot how to talk while holding intense eye contact with Taehyung, which suddenly made him feel small as well and chew his inner cheek before getting the guts to look away.

Taehyung brought his face closer to Jungkook's and, with his index and thumb, he tilted Jungkook's chin to look at him. 

Their breaths melted together enough to tense Jungkook's body up and make him gulp nervously. Jungkook's fingers slowly coiled against the fabric of Taehyung's shirt and he prettily and innocently fluttered his lashes.

"I want to kiss you." Blunt. 

Taehyung was so blunt with what he wanted. Jungkook let out a few small gasps between his ragged breaths at that- his doe-eyes grew wider and his adorable pink lips were parted a little. Jungkook's body shivered by having Taehyung's arm around his small waist and at the lack of space between their bodies.

"May I?" 

How could Jungkook refuse that? 

Exactly, he couldn't.

"Yes." Jungkook shyly consented and he felt butterflies in his stomach when their lips finally met.

Taehyung climbed atop, straddling Jungkook, slipping his hands beneath his shirt while kissing the younger boy hungrily. Taehyung sucked on Jungkook's bottom lip, occasionally brushing their crotches together and he grunted into the make-out a little when Jungkook threw his arms over his shoulders and held him tightly. 

Tongues danced together for dominance and their cheeks were turning a deep shade of red. Jungkook pushed his fingers between Taehyung's ebony black locks, loving the way the older's aroused body felt above him and his erection pressed against his stomach. Jungkook's eyes were pinched shut and his toes curled against the bedsheet. 

"T-Tae-" Jungkook moaned out a little before Taehyung pushed his tongue deep inside his mouth, roaming his hands all over Jungkook's curves desperately. Taehyung sincerely could not get enough of him and he needed more. 

"Hey, boys, are you two alright- OH MY GOD! I- I'M SORRY-"

They both pulled away frazzled and gazed in the direction the voice came from. There was. Mrs. Jeon. Of course- it- it's her- it must be her... it's always her.

"MUM! YOU COULD KNOCK BEFORE ENTERING!" Jungkook shouted and his cheeks turned red. He sat down embarrassed when Taehyung finally got off him and gulped, lowering his head down. 

"Hey- I didn't know you two had this Matrix relationship going on between you two, okay?!" The woman defended herself and she flinched in her place when suddenly her husband came out of nowhere from behind. 

"What's wrong?" Mr. Jeon asked with a frown and his wife shook her head. "I caught them making out!!!" She squeaked out in the highest pitch of range she could. 

"Mum! There was no need to tell this to dad!" Jungkook whined, his cheeks burning into a deep crimson color in humiliation. In situations like this, he wished he was as cool as Taehyung, who barely got embarrassed and gave any reaction. 

"Oh." Mr. Jeon let out, voice small. "Which one of you is the top then?" And here he goes:  Jungkook's shoulders stiffened at the thunderstruck gaze he gave to his parents upon hearing the question. 

"My son is a strong man, has muscles and abs- of course, he BOTTOMS. That's not even a question." She retorted sassily and closed the door to give the boys some privacy.

"I think we should sleep now. It's late already and we have to wake up tomorrow morning in order to get back there before our first period starts." Taehyung nonchalantly said, pulling his cellphone out and placing it over the nightstand.

His words somehow made Jungkook's stomach drop. "Are you going to sleep...already?" Jungkook asked with a hint of dismay and he frowned while stilling in his stance like a doll.

"Why? Have plans for a late-night Netflix party? We can do it on the weekend." Taehyung shuffled away from the bed and went to turn off the lights. When the lights were gone, the room fell completely dark, impossible for the two to see anything.

Somehow, Taehyung managed to amble over the bed and stood near the edge. "Are you sleepy?" Taehyung asked, voice deep and smooth that made Jungkook's arousal grow and blush. Jungkook was glad that Taehyung couldn't see how his cheeks were flaring bright red and pink now.

"Taehyung, you said we need to sleep now to wake up early tomorrow morning… what's- what's with that question now?" Jungkook hissed a bit annoyed, despite his heart fluttering instantly at the disappointment so instantly he'd stop breathing at any moment. He for sure expected something more from Taehyung and not just a simple make-out.

It wasn’t Taehyung's fault that Jungkook's mother was a cockblocker.

"You didn't look pleased when I said we should sleep already." Taehyung perched down on the edge of the bed, his eyes finally getting used to the darkness. He could see the way Jungkook was sitting on the bed and his knees were against his chest while his hands were enveloped around his knees.

"Jungkook, tell me what you exactly want. How on earth am I supposed to know what's going on in your head without you telling me it beforehand?" Taehyung got over the bed and knelt before Jungkook, who perhaps still had his head down and chin rested over his knees.

"I don't care! Do whatever you want! Such a dense guy." Jungkook snapped triumphantly and Taehyung was amused by Jungkook's childish acts. He narrowed an eyebrow. "I'm not dense," Taehyung confirmed in a composed tone.

Jungkook finally perked his head up and got a glimpse of Taehyung. "Sure you aren't." Jungkook passive-aggressively replied and immediately regretted his words when Taehyung pushed him against the headboard. Jungkook's eyes expanded in surprise upon hearing and seeing the faint sound of Taehyung buckling his belt.

"Here. Have it. That's what you wanted, right?" Taehyung straddled Jungkook while stuffing Jungkook's mouth with his erected cock. "It's all yours now."

Jungkook's cheeks burned in his humiliation once again but he kept Taehyung's length in his mouth and… he paused. Jungkook bucked his head up, darkness clouding his view while he swirled his tongue around Taehyung's member.

Taehyung breathed out a deep moan, slamming his hands on the wall. Jungkook's small licks felt pleasurable and his delicate hands held firmly the base of his cock. Taehyung's hands shivered a bit. Jungkook's head stayed against the headboard.

"Feels good?" Jungkook commented then he sucked on the tip, making Taehyung utter some curses and hum. 

"Very." Jungkook smiled at the answer, moving his hand up and down around the shaft. He squeezed Taehyung's cock, playing with the sensitive slit with his tongue.

Taehyung scowled when Jungkook stopped his moments and held his pants, which hung down his hips. Taehyung cursed once again, slowly pushing his cock in and out of Jungkook's warm mouth. 

Taehyung ran his slender fingers between Jungkook's fluffy, peachy locks then he gripped them a little bit firmlier, thrilled by the warmth he felt around his cock.

Jungkook's own length grew painfully hard by the way Taehyung used his mouth to get himself off. Jungkook slipped his hand in his pants and started to jerk off. The position started to feel uncomfortable since only his upper body was raised upwards, between Taehyung's legs.

"Never expected you'd like being used by me this much." Taehyung's husky whisper turned him on even more. Jungkook kept gagging whenever Taehyung's member hit the back of his throat. "You're too adorable to be someone who likes to be stuffed by his childhood friend's cock at night while his parents are outside the door."

Tears rose in the corner of Jungkook's eyes and he let out a squeak when Taehyung pulled away. 

"Get it by yourself since you're so desperate for me." Taehyung sat down on the bed and turned on the lamp over the nightstand. He spread his legs and got a glimpse of Jungkook's sinful appearance.

His hair was a mess and his cheeks were still bright red. Saliva dripped from his pretty pink lips along with Taehyung's precum. 

The sight made Taehyung's erection twitch, making Jungkook even more desperate for his best friend's veiny cock, which was all hard for him.

"Oh. If I'm not wrong, you said what we did Friday night was wrong because many people mistook us for siblings, right? I think we should stop this now because I'm afraid you'll regret your actions later or else." Taehyung recalled and a teasy smile flashed around his lips when Jungkook whined and got between his legs to suck him off.

"We aren't related nor my parents adopted you, shut up!" Jungkook snapped, too horny to think properly. He swirled his tongue all over. Taehyung groaned, leaning back against the headboard.

"You're big. The biggest I've had." Jungkook commented, sucking hungrily on the head as he jerked the rest of the shaft with his hands. 

Taehyung rode his fingers between Jungkook's hair again, his chest heaved up and down. "And that's quite impressive deeming the number of people you've had sex with." Taehyung closed his eyes, throwing his head back. 

"Are you calling me a *****?" Jungkook pulled away for a short period and then he started to take Taehyung all the way he could in his mouth. 

The younger's throat bulged when he forced Taehyung's length down his throat slowly and then pulled away while slipping a hand between his pants and boxers to jerk himself off. 

"Never said you were one. It's not my fault if you took it in that way either." Taehyung moaned out, loving the way Jungkook's pink lips were beautifully enveloped around his thick cock, sending shivers down his spine. 

The taste of Taehyung's precum danced over Jungkook's tongue. His dainty fingers played with the older's cock and he squeezed the base. Jungkook let out a string of high-pitched moans as he deepthroated Taehyung and jerked himself off.

"I want to wreck you really bad." Taehyung hissed out shamelessly, slowly bucking his head up and Jungkook increased his pace around their cocks. Taehyung's words aroused Jungkook even more.

"**** your pink little tight hole, ravish your sensitive walls, and explore your body." Taehyung voiced out his desires, making Jungkook blush again. 

Taehyung chewed his inner cheek, his climax approaching. Jungkook noticed Taehyung's cock twitching as well, so he stared at Taehyung through his doe-eyes.

"Just like that," Taehyung uttered out and Jungkook hummed, focusing mostly on the tip. Taehyung came down Jungkook's throat and he swallowed a large lump down his throat at the tension that slowly faded away. Jungkook, too, soon reached his climax and pulled his hand out.

Jungkook pulled away with a pop and made a happy face. Taehyung cooed at how adorable Jungkook seemed. "We should take a long and good shower tomorrow morning."

...▃▃▃▃▃▃▃...

To say it easily, morning sucked.

The boys were at university and Jungkook decided to ditch a class or two to have a peaceful conversation with Ky all alone. The raven-haired boy seemed lost by the whole situation, but he decided to take part in whatever was going on in Jungkook's head. 

"So, yeah... I think we should stop dating. Last night was a flop and I'm scared they'll kidnap you as well the next time." Junglook said with a nervous chuckle while scratching the back of his head. 

Ky didn't seem convinced but he still held a warm smile. "And that's it? That guy and you seem pretty close, Jungkook." Ky teased a bit and he cleared his throat at how embarrassed Jungkook looked out of nowhere. 

"It's fine. I won't force you to date me." Ky said, tilting around. There was Taehyung, standing far away from them and leaning against a wall, with his arms crossed together. 

"Thanks for your understanding." Jungkook smiled at Ky and Ky grinned at him in return, along with a nod. The black-haired boy walked away, making Jungkook turn around enthusiastically and walk to Taehyung. 

"Why did you decide to stop dating him? I thought you were interested in him." Taehyung questioned with a grimace. Jungkook tapped his nose. "I sucked you off right after our date. Doesn't sound that acceptable to me." Jungkook replied, starting to walk. 

"So, are we now friends with benefits?" Taehyung's bluntness knocked the air out of Jungkook and made him cough out of nowhere. "Um, if you want, I'm fine with it." Jungkook softly answered, avoiding Taehyung's intense gaze that pierced sharply into him. 

It wasn't Taehyung's height or his broad shoulders that made Jungkook feel small: He simply carried that demeanor around him that made him look... intimidating, especially those eyes that hardly showed any hint of emotions. If it wasn't for them being childhood friends, Jungkook surely would have considered Taehyung as some cold-hearted motherfucker with no sentiments.

"Are you coming to the third period with me? I have chemistry, while you have Maths aaand you're my bodyguard." Jungkook grinned cheekily and Taehyung paused. "I'm supposed to be with you as it's my job now, but I can't come to your classes now, can I? I think I should talk to the principal to move my schedule right away." 

"Well, be quick then." Jungkook gave Taehyung's lips a quick peck and sauntered out of there while giggling like a high school girl from an anime. 

"What was that?" Jimin, who saw Jungkook kissing Taehyung, asked with a frown while heading towards chemistry class with a surprised look. 

"What's wrong?" Jungkook asked, pretending nothing ever happened as he felt too shy to talk about him and Taehyung being friends with benefits to Jimin.

"Stop playing dumb, Jungkook. You clearly know what I'm talking about!" Jimin snapped in rage and Jungkook knew this wasn't time to fool around. His best friend was serious as **** right now. "Taehyung and I agreed to become friends with benefits and that's it!"

"You two what?!" Jimin almost shouted, and his voice boomed into the silent corridor of their university. Jimin exhaled some deep breaths to cool himself off. "Okay, so, um.. that's it, right?"

"I'm guessing it's no strings attached but I don't mind if circumstances draw us together. I have known him since we were kids and having him as my man wouldn't change too many things." Jungkook started with a shy smile: The thoughts that he tried to convey into words made his heart flutter. Jimin noticed how Jungkook was talking about Taehyung with adoration and fondness.

"He's nice, cute, loveable, soft, hot, caring, sweet... Just like a perfect boyfriend. If anything, I'd love to choose someone like him or him himself  as the person with whom I'll spend the rest of my life, giving myself completely to him...and only him." Jungkook honestly confessed in a small voice. Jimin quietened down. "Why? What's wrong? Are you not fine with that?"

"No- no, no, no! I'm very happy for you, Jungkook, and I'll support your every choice! You know- it- it's just...You both grew up together and many people assume, including our classmates, that your parents adopted Taehyung and that's why I was freaked out a little." 

Jimin forced himself to chuckle nervously and he sighed in relief when he saw Jungkook seemed convinced. "I'll see you later then. I just remembered I have some stuff to do."

"Alright!" Jimin walked away once Jungkook smiled at him and headed towards the direction he saw Taehyung going before and apparently found him with the other four boys, engaging in a conversation.

"Taehyung!" Jimin called, storming towards the five, stopping before them, crossing his arms together. "What's going on here?"

"Someone is in love here~" Hoseok whistled, trying to tease Taehyung, but his attempt went in vain when Taehyung kept a blank expression. 

"No, more like someone is finally getting an *** and we all are still single as ****. Taehyung is a whole winner here, damn!" Yoongi slapped the younger's shoulder, and even though Taehyung wasn't reacting, he was very impressed by his friends and how loud they were.

"I think we should stop talking about Taehyung's personal life," Namjoon said, not wanting to make the younger boy uncomfortable by barging into topics that had nothing to do with them.

"What? What's going on? Can someone explain!" Jimin squeaked out when all the boys kept talking without any proper context.

"Taehyung loves Jungkook and now he is getting the chance to pound that *** every night~" Jin smirked, brushing his shoulder against Taehyung's in a teasing manner.

"What? Aren't Taehyung and Jungkook just friends with benefits? No strings attached?" Jimin seemed dumbfounded and he stared at Taehyung with hopelessness.

"I love Jungkook."

"Taehyung loves Jungkook and they are friends with benefits, oh my Goooood!" Nayeon in the background screamed after overhearing the conversation on her way back to her class from the washroom. "I have to tell the otherrrrrrssss!!!!" She ran out of there before the boys got the chance to notice her presence.

"W-What?" Jimin let out in disbelief. "What do you mean by “you're in love” with that cumdumpster? Taehyung, you know Jungkook doesn't give a **** about your feelings and all he wants is your **** and that's it, right? He's a ***** and you're out of his league! Get over him." Jimin spat in resentment but he couldn't move Taehyung with his anger.

"Jimin, you're Jungkook's best friend! Don't say stuff like that about him. It doesn't sound nice." Jin whispered at how furious Jimin seemed with the whole situation. "And you also sleep around, Jimin, what's the point of-"

"-Not as much as him."

"But you still do!" Jin snapped and Jimin rolled his eyes, huffing. "Jin, shut the **** up. All I'm doing is to stop my soulmate from being hurt by a slut!" Jimin snapped back childishly.

Now, it was time for Taehyung to step in. "Don't be ridiculous, Jimin. I'm an adult and I can make my own decisions. And secondly, I reckon Jungkook will surely stop sleeping around if he gets into an actual relationship, and thirdly, I don't think he sleeps around that much either, deeming how often he's in our dorm room."

"Of course. Keep thinking he'll magically stop fucking around only because you dicked him down. Don't come at me being a whiny bitch if he hurts you, dumbass." Jimin grumbled in anger. At this point, he should just walk away out of there, or else he'd get more pissed than he already was. Taehyung was an idiot.

"Dude, do you have a crush on Taehyung or what?" Yoongi snorted when Jimin was about to walk away. Jimin stopped and bored daggers at Yoongi with his frustrated gaze. "Yoongi, what the ****-" 

"At Jungkook then?"

"No!" Jimin simmered and Yoongi clicked his tongue out, angered as well. "Then close your fucking mouth. You have nothing to do with this!"

"Yes, yes! Keep supporting this loser and don't come at me whining when Taehyung will get hurt. I have already warned you guys." Jimin screeched and walked out of there.

"What's wrong with Jimin?" Namjoon sighed with a tsk and Taehyung shook his head. "I have no idea. He's being weird today."

"Anyways, so, you're now Jungkook's bodyguard?" Hoseok asked and then smirked. "That just means you will always get to be with him. Good for you. I'm positive that he'll start to reciprocate your feelings eventually."

"So, like, now that you're his bodyguard, do you have any weapons with you?" Jin questioned, amused, his eyes gleaming up once Taehyung nodded. "Mr. Jeon gave me the license for this gun." Taehyung pulled the weapon out and showed it to his friends. "And said he's talked to the principal to allow me to bring it here as well."

"Rich people have their perks~ Now go and talk to the principal about your schedule. Jungkook must be waiting in class for you." Yoongi slapped Taehyung's shoulder with a playful smile teasing over his lips.

"We're late for our classes as well. Let's go, boys!" Namjoon reminded before cueing to the gasps: They had forgotten about it completely.

It didn't take much for the boys to split up and head towards their directions. The principal didn't refuse, surely because Mr. Jeon was the richest man in Asia and someone they shouldn't mess with, and hopefully, Taehyung was glad he got to walk out of the principal office faster than he thought.

It's not like he felt quite awkward while socializing or talking to people. Just don't bother to talk to him… unless you're Jeon Jungkook or the other boys, of course. Like, just, don't. You know it's stupid and Taehyung won't answer. Don't even bother then because that's stupid. Don't be stupid. Be smart.

If it wasn't for his looks and menacing aura, he would have been that quiet kid in class, who got noticed by his classmates only when he got the highest marks. 

But now, that wasn't quite happening. He always had bitches around him, wanting to get laid with him by pulling this trick or that, but never worked though. Some wondered if Taehyung was a ****** or what, because what the ****.

"What's going on?" Taehyung asked, seeing how loud the class was right now. The teacher was trying to quiet down everyone somehow. He turned his head around and saw Jungkook being a complete mess. Jimin was a few seats away, angry as ever.

"Jungkook, you're so lucky to win Kim Taehyung's heart! Like, Kim Taehyung's!!! The guy all boys and girls want!" Tzuyu squeaked out, jumping before Jungkook's seat.

Taehyung walked inside and went towards Jungkook's desk. The classroom silenced down and the teacher sighed at how Taehyung calmed the class in a few seconds when he'd been trying it for a few minutes. (The power of Kim Taehyung-) 

"So, is it true that someone melted your cold heart finally and you're in love?" Jackson asked, using a pen as a mic. Taehyung was surprised by the question for a few seconds but then he nodded nonetheless. "Guess someone did."

"When are you going to confess then? Because we, as your friends, want you to be happy!" Mina grinned sheepishly, her eyes gleaming in excitement. "Do I have to? You guys already are announcing my feelings all over." Taehyung remained calm and composed, standing beside Jungkook's desk, who had his head down, heart pounding fast.

"C'mon, Taehyung, do it! We want to see you confessing to the love of your life!" Jeongyeon continued with a smile. Taehyung nodded, turning around.

Jungkook flinched, eyes growing wide. He slung his head up and locked his eyes with Taehyung's, those eyes that were always blank, yet for the first time, had a tinge of gleam, making Jungkook's heart charred and his body shivered intensely.

"Jungkook..." Taehyung's voice wasn't soft yet he somehow ended up sounding pleasing, just like a loud and harsh waterfall that still sounded nice. 

"I don't want us to always stay friends. So..." Taehyung's voice was sweet this time and he knelt down. It surprised the students how for the first time, Taehyung didn't have a blank gaze, but it wasn't readable either.

The two arched their eyebrows fascinated when Yugyeom handed Taehyung a bouquet of red roses. Taehyung took it, humming in return, and tilted back at Jungkook, casting his slender fingers over Jungkook's soft ones and then interlaced their fingers together.

"Will you be my boyfriend?" Taehyung questioned and the class screamed, because what the ****! (Seriously, what the **** indeed.)

Blood sped up across Jungkook's cheeks, making them look redder and chew his inner cheek, unable to come up with an answer. It’s not like he didn't know what to answer: He just COULDN'T. His voice was stuck in his throat and Jungkook was speechless.

That's why he nodded instead.

Jimin fumed out of anger and stormed out of the classroom at the sight of Jungkook agreeing to become Taehyung's boyfriend and the sound of the cheers ringing on.

I'll make them break-up as soon as possible.

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