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Jungkook was walking to class. He had his books in his hands just minding his own business, the usual.

"Oh look it's the faggot." Wootak called.

Jungkook sighed. Whenever Jungkook was around him he always made dumbass comments. It was getting on Jungkook's nerves. But Jungkook had too much self control to actually y'know start a fight.

Jungkook looked in Wootak's direction and sent a wink. He then continued walking, if he acted like he didn't care then he'd get pissed which is always funny.

But this time Wootak got pissed he didn't just show his usual reaction, which is just another stupid comeback, this time he acted with violence much like yesterday.

He ran up to Jungkook and pushed him onto the floor. Jungkook fell face first into the marble ground. His nose erupted in blood.

Jungkook chuckled darkly, "someone's feisty today."

Jungkook didn't hesitate to punch him right in the liver probably leaving a bruise. Wootak buckled but quickly recovered by throwing another punch. Jungkook was about to block but his fist already hit his face giving him a black eye.

Jungkook laughed he gave Wootak another body shot before punching him in the jaw causing him to fall to the ground. He didn't pass out, Jungkook thought he did so no he just walked away.

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Wootak walked out of the nurses office. He was given permission to go home. But would he really want to do that with the current state of his house. He went to his locker grabbing his repack sack and a few book he needed to study.

As he was walking out of school he notice Taehyung. He was talking to Jimin laughing. Wootak looked at Taehyung with a painful expression. He always regretted starting a fight with Taehyung.

To be honest Wootak was jealous of Jungkook. That's why he constantly bullied him. He wanted Taehyung. He wanted Taehyung to come over in the late hours of the night buying him strawberry lemonade. He wanted Taehyung to pull him closer. To force his head on Taehyung's shoulder. To tell him to eat more.

But that would never happen. That would never happen to him. He didn't deserve it. He didn't want to, want to have it. But he did, he wanted so bad.

Before he left he took one more glance at Taehyung and saw Jungkook with him. Taehyung was caressing Jungkook's face where Wootak left the bruise. He sighed, he didn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve Taehyung.

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It was lunch time he went to the teachers office. His heart was beating at a rapid pace because although he thought he'd gotten in trouble or screwed up big time, he also thought there might be a chance of him getting a scholarship. It wasn't impossible.

"Ms. Lee?" He called softly.

She she waved and smiled at him. He gave her a small smile back.

"What did you want to talk about, Miss?" He asked not looking at her.

"Well I noticed," god no, "that your writing is," holy fuck, "better than the average writer," no fucking way. "In fact it exceeds those who have published books, it's not only your ideas, but the way you write is-is spectacular, I've read some of your previous writings, even from daegu, and I'm really impressed."  She paused waiting for a reaction from Taehyung, but she just lightly chuckled seeing him shook.

"Well anyway it was your recent short story that really got me going — the way you wrote you're true opinions in a character, and the fact you knew what she'd have to go through despite not actually ever being able to know how it feels. It makes it seem as if you have experience in such matters."

He smiled at her, "I don't know what to say I-I think I really needed that boost miss, I won't disappoint you-you for the rest of the year."

"That's the thing I won't be your teacher for the rest of the year. I gave your short story to the head of literature department for the college scholarship and she agrees with me when I said I wanted you to take the program —"

"Bullshit."

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They were headed to Taehyung's place today. Hoseok was not going to be home for a couple days since he's doing a dance competition in Japan. Taehyung looked over at Jungkook and sighed, that black eye really pissed him off.

He couldn't help but feel responsible, maybe if he didn't talk to Wootak badly when he was at Jungkook's then this wouldn't happen.

"That Wootak bastard, how dare he hit you?" Taehyung snapped. He forced Jungkook to sit down on his bed. Jungkook complied looking up at Taehyung.

Taehyung looked at the bruise and slowly touched it, his fingers just barely grazing the skin. Before he even noticed he was leaning down placing a soft kiss on his eye.

He paused for a second meeting Jungkook's eyes. The were slightly widened, he looked down the rest of his face and noticed his cheeks trailed hues of pink, he finally reached Jungkook's lips.

He stared at the plump, moisturised lips and before he knew it they were connected to his. Jungkook kissed him. Taehyung immediately kissed back not missing the opportunity, he moved his lips with Jungkook's slowly enjoying the taste of banana chapstick.

The pulled apart Taehyung rested his forehead on the younger's. "S-Sorry I just-I just - you just looked-you looked so s-sweet and h-handsome, Sorry," Jungkook apologised.

"Was I sweet?" Taehyung asked looking him in the eyes.

"Of course."

Taehyung smiled, "I'll go get you ointment for that bruise."

Jungkook got up as soon as Taehyung left. He looked around his room and noticed a few posters of some bands he knew. He continued walking looking at the surface of his bedside table, then moving around to a bookshelf looking at books until he came across a binder.

He pulled it out the self and was met with pages and pages of writing. He read through some of it. He was interrupted by the door opening and Taehyung coming in.

Jungkook looked up at the other and smiled. Taehyung smiled back even though Jungkook had already turned his attention back to the papers.

Taehyung gently placed his finger under Jungkook's chin, making him look up. Taehyung opened the tub of ointment and told Jungkook to close his eyes. Taehyung gently placed his fingers on the bruise rubbing the ointment on it.

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Taehyung was up working on an extra literature assignment. Jungkook sitting on the bed still reading the pages in folder. They sat there as if the kiss never happened. Taehyung thought of it as completely platonic, although he wished it wasn't.

Taehyung was given an extra assignment he had to write an essay on anything. It was a research essay, written in the form of a story. He sighed, how was he suppose to right about how all cells came from pre exciting cells in the format of a story.

To be honest it wasn't difficult he could make it like anyone else. Just some dialogue added between cells, and lame kid stuff like that but he wanted to make it dramatic as if one cell dying would effect the hole persons being. But in science it didn't, so it'd be false research.

It so much easier I just write a story for example the short story assignment he handed in a couple days ago. He wrote about a woman. Her husband got her pregnant, and she wants an abortion, but everyone from her parent to the doctors don't support her with.

Her husband helps her through it and in the end she gets the abortion despite all the, backlash she got. The theme was that no matter what the decision is your and no one should pressure you. And that it's okay to want to abort, that it's not taboo, or something like that.

He chose a controversial topic because he wanted to do something challenging. He didn't know the teachers views, or the literacy department's views so it was a good way to express himself  and his opinions.

He was righting the end of the cell story. Explaing how it gets replaced and how it's depressing as shit, because no matter who you are you are replaceable.

He turned around in his chair and looked at Jungkook. Well Jungkook's an exception, he irreplaceable. Taehyung was whipped before he even knew it.

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