jealousy looks ugly on him 03

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After the detention night...

everything changed.

Not openly.

Not officially.

But small things became dangerous.

Jungkook started noticing Taehyung everywhere.

In crowded hallways.

In the cafeteria.

Near the library windows laughing with friends.

And somehow—

Taehyung always noticed him too.

Every single time.

Like magnets.

Like a secret.

Like a disaster waiting to happen.

Monday morning.

Jungkook entered the lecture hall carrying files against his chest.

The class immediately quieted.

Well…

almost.

At the back row, Taehyung sat beside a senior from the dance department.

*just imagine them in class *

A very touchy senior.

The guy leaned close while laughing at something Taehyung said.

Too close.

Jungkook’s expression darkened instantly.

He hated it.

Hated the way the senior touched Taehyung’s shoulder casually.

Hated Taehyung smiling at someone else like that.

Ridiculous.

Absolutely ridiculous.

He was the professor.

Not a jealous boyfriend.

“Class,” Jungkook said coldly.

Everyone straightened immediately.

Except Taehyung.

Taehyung only smiled lazily after noticing Jungkook staring.

Then—

the brat deliberately leaned closer to the senior.

Jungkook’s grip on the attendance sheet tightened.

Jimin looked between them nervously.

“Oh my god,” he whispered. “You’re provoking him again.”

Taehyung sipped his iced coffee innocently.

“I have no idea what you mean.”

Liar.

Complete liar.

Throughout the lecture, Jungkook’s eyes kept drifting toward Taehyung.

And every single time—

someone else was touching him.

A hand on his arm.

A whisper near his ear.

Taehyung laughing softly.

Jungkook’s patience snapped near the end of class.

“Kim Taehyung.”

The room instantly became quiet.

Taehyung looked up slowly. “Yes, professor?”

“Stay after class.”

The senior beside him smirked. “Damn, what did you do now?”

Taehyung’s eyes stayed on Jungkook.

“Maybe he misses me.”

Ten minutes later.

Empty classroom.

Closed door.

And one very irritated professor.

Taehyung leaned against a desk casually.

“You keep calling me after class. People will misunderstand.”

Jungkook walked toward him slowly.

“You think this is funny?”

“Ooo. Someone’s angry today.”

“You were distracting the lecture.”

Taehyung blinked innocently. “By sitting?”

“By acting like—”

Jungkook stopped himself.

“Like what?” Taehyung asked softly.

The older looked away briefly before speaking.

“Forget it.”

Taehyung’s teasing expression faded slightly.

Then he stepped closer.

“Were you jealous?”

Jungkook laughed once in disbelief.

“Don’t flatter yourself.”

“But you looked jealous.”

“I wasn’t.”

“You broke your pen.”

Silence.

Taehyung tried not to smile.

Caught.

Professor Jeon Jungkook had absolutely been jealous.

And honestly?

It was hot.

“You shouldn’t play with people’s feelings,” Jungkook said suddenly.

The words felt heavier than expected.

Taehyung’s smile weakened a little.

“Who said I’m playing?”

That made Jungkook finally look at him again.

Real eye contact.

Dangerous eye contact.

Taehyung stepped even closer until Jungkook could smell vanilla again.

“You think I flirt because I’m bored,” Taehyung whispered. “But what if I only act like this around one person?”

Jungkook’s heartbeat became uneven.

“Taehyung…”

“No,” the younger interrupted softly. “Answer honestly.”

Jungkook stayed silent.

Taehyung laughed quietly after a moment, but it sounded sad.

“See? That’s what I thought.”

He turned to leave.

But before he could—

Jungkook grabbed his arm.

Again.

That possessive grip.

Firm enough to stop him instantly.

Taehyung looked down at the hand around his wrist before slowly looking back up.

Their faces were dangerously close now.

“You shouldn’t touch me like that, professor,” Taehyung murmured.

Jungkook’s voice dropped low.

“Then stop trying to walk away.”

The air between them felt electric.

Taehyung swallowed hard.

For the first time since meeting Jungkook—

he felt nervous.

Because the way Jungkook looked at him right now?

It didn’t look professional anymore.

It looked hungry.

And Taehyung realized something terrifying.

He wanted the older man to lose control.

Bye bye

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