JEON JUNGKOOK HATES CRUSHES!

He hates how fucking vulnerable and defensive Taehyung makes him! Hates how weak he feels! Hates how badly he wants to be wrapped in the essence of Taehyung, Taehyung, Taehyung. Just wants him, all of him.

Pumping inside of him, filling him up, calling him his baby, his love, his dollie, just- his. Jungkook wants to be Taehyung's.

"Hey Kook," Jimin said, snapping Jungkook out of his thoughts while the two waked to their chemistry class. "I wanted to ask.. how come you and V bunked chem yesterday?"

Jungkook's breath hitched. "Um- we- we were doing stuff."

"Doing what?"

"...Stuff."

"What stuff?"

"C-chilling.."

"You bunked chem to chill?" Jimin asked, and Jungkook nodded. Jimin snickered.

"Okay, cut the shit." Jimin said, stopping in the middle of the hallways, Jungkook stopping too. "What were you guys actually doing?"

"Nothing that should concern you, Park." Jungkook said, and Jimin frowned.

"Why not? You've been hanging out with him for the past month or so and barely talk to me anymore. I don't wanna sound, like, gay or whatever- but I just feel like you've been acting weird-" Jimin said, and Jungkook rolled his eyes, feeling his shoulders tense up at Jimin saying gay.

"No I haven't! You- you're acting weird!" Jungkook snapped, and Jimin paused. "It's none of your business, I didn't sign a contract saying I have to constantly hang out with you or something." Jungkook said harshly.

Jimin hesitated for a few seconds, and then let out a confused splutter of a laugh. "N-no- you didn't sign a contract, I just thought we told each other stuff,"

"I guess we don't." Jungkook mumbled, and then turned and walked to the class quickly, letting out a sigh of relief as he turned around. That was close.

Jungkook walked into the class and saw Taehyung sitting on the corner, sitting by two girls. Jungkook's pretty sure he's heard one of the girls talking about wanting to sleep with V.

Jungkook mustered up enough of a mindset to not get jealous or- or even care, for that matter. Why should he? After all, this stupid crush on Taehyung was eating up his insides, and the sooner it went away, the better.

"Jungkook!" Taehyung called, and Jungkook looked at him. Taehyung picked his books up, ignoring the two girls who were in the middle of talking to him, and walked up to Jungkook, sitting down beside him.

Jungkook blushed a little at that small gesture. "H-hey," Jungkook said, sitting down. Taehyung smiled at him, placing his hand on Jungkook's back and leading it down slowly, letting it rest on Jungkook's lower back.

"Heard we're doing an experiment today. Wanna be partners?" Taehyung asked softly.

"Okay." Jungkook said in a small voice, seeing how Taehyung looked at him closely. Jungkook felt his cheeks tint more at that, and looked away quickly.

Jimin walked into the class, expressionless. He saw Jungkook and Taehyung sitting together, and his breath hitched, and he just tightened his grip around his books and sat somewhere else, beside one of the girls.

The chemistry teacher walked in, and instantly began the lesson. "Students, today we will be conducting a lab experiment. However, last time I let you make your own pairs, we almost burnt this place down. So I'll be assigning partners." She said, and Taehyung groaned at that.

"Lisa and Youngjae. Eka and Jennie. V and Jimin. Jungkook and Yugyeom-"

"Who?" Taehyung asked Jungkook, and Jungkook kicked his foot under the table. "The new kid. Don't be mean."

Yugyeom walked up from his seat and walked up to Jungkook. "Hey. Guess we're partners." He said, a small smile emerging on his face.

Jungkook looked at him. He'd never really talked to him ever before. This could be interesting..

Soon enough, they began the experiment, and Taehyung stood there beside Jimin, who was setting up the apparatus. Jimin was awfully quiet, while Taehyung just talked mindlessly.

"-and it's like, whatever, I guess. I just thought it was a little offensive and insensitive for Namjoon to say cheesecake is better than brownies, especially when he's like so misinformed and opinionated-" Taehyung ranted, while Jimin just hummed and nodded along.

Suddenly, Taehyung paused. He squinted his eyes, looking ahead of him, while Jimin spoke up. "Could you get 25 ml of chlorine in this-" Jimin started, handing him the beaker.

Taehyung frowned. "Who's that guy Jungkook's with?"

Jimin looked ahead, and then looked at Taehyung in confusion. "Why does it matter?"

"It doesn't, but who is he?" Taehyung asked, and Jimin sighed. "Kim Yugyeom. Joined a month ago. He's in the football team, if you noticed." Jimin mumbled, and then looked at Yugyeom and Jungkook.

Jungkook was giggling really loud, barely able to pour the mixture into the test tube like it said on the instructons. Yugyeom spoke to him, one hand on Jungkook's lower back. Taehyung frowned at that.

"Seems to be real fucking funny, huh?" Taehyung mumbled, and Jimin rolled his eyes. "Why do you care?"

"I don't!" Taehyung snapped, and then saw how Jungkook bent over the table slightly to check measurements, and how Yugyeom just playfully patted Jungkook's ass- and how Jungkook turned around and giggled. Taehyung felt a vein pop in his neck, and heard Jimin sigh from beside him.

"V can you just go get what I asked?" Jimin said, and Taehyung hummed, and then grabbed the beaker and walked away from the station, and towards Yugyeom and Jungkook.

Jungkook was giggling, and Taehyung saw Jungkook push Yugyeom away playfully. "You're so funny~" Jungkook said, and Yugyeom grinned. Taehyung walked up to them and practically slammed the beaker onto the table.

"God's sake, Kook. I can hear you giggling from a mile away." Taehyung said, and Jungkook bit his lip, looking at Taehyung in confusion.

"It's okay. Your laugh is really cute," Yugyeom said, and Jungkook blushed, looking away quickly.

"O-oh- thanks," Jungkook squeaked, and Taehyung looked at Yugyeom, eyebrow twitching.

"How're you fitting into the school so far, new kid?" Taehyung asked him directly, and Yugyeom looked at Taehyung.

"It's cool. I'm friends with Jackson and Mark and all, and they're quite nice. Plus, football is fun-"

"Cool. Jungkook, do you know where I can get the chlorine solution?" Taehyung asked softly to the other boy, who looked at Taehyung with his pretty doey eyes.

"It's right behind your station, V." Jungkook laughed, and Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds.

"Right. Um-" Taehyung started, and Yugyeom, unknowingly, put his hand on Jungkook's back while he leaned over the table to work on the stuff again.

Jungkook poured the mixture into the other, observing effervescence and white precipitate- and while doing so, felt a hand on his upper back, and then other hand on his lower back. Jungkook turned and saw Taehyung and Yugyeom on either side of him, Taehyung looking at Yugyeom with a slight glare.

Jungkook felt Taehyung's hand dip lower, and Yugyeom suddenly gulped, stepping away. "I-I need to go use the washroom." Yugyeom stammered, and then turned around and rushed out of the lab.

Jungkook turned to look at Taehyung. "You're acting... jealous."

"No I'm not. I don't care," Taehyung said, and then placed his hands on Jungkook's waist, stepping closer to him. "But I'm sure he wasn't all that funny now, Jeon."

Jungkook felt a flutter in his tummy and gulped, thighs pressing together. "You are jealous!" Jungkook gasped with a grin, and Taehyung leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"Does baby want me to bend him over right here and fuck his little brains out?" Taehyung said in his deep, raspy voice into Jungkook's ear.

Jungkook paused, words getting caught in his throat. His cheeks turned bright red, and he felt himself getting flustered, seeing Taehyung's darkened eyes. "N-no sir." Jungkook squeaked.

Taehyung pulled away, and then slapped Jungkook's ass lightly. "Good boy." He whispered, and then turned around and walked back to his station.

Jungkook stood there for a few seconds, and then turned around to ensure no one saw him looking like a ripe tomato. Fuck, Taehyung had no right getting him so flustered. That said.. was he.. jealous? Of Yugyeom?

No.. why would he be jealous? Taehyung doesn't like Jungkook.. they're just fuckbuddies. Right?

Meanwhile Taehyung walked back and Jimin frowned at him. "Did you slap Jungkook's ass?"

"No."

"I literally saw you."

"You didn't."

"V, I saw you spank him right there-"

Taehyung gave Jimin a manly, friendly, bro-like, not gay, slap on the ass, and Jimin shut up, rolling his eyes. "I hate you."

"Same here, Park." Taehyung said, and then turned and saw Jungkook looked at him with a slight blush in his cheeks.

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November 1st kicked off with a football hitting Jungkook in the head.

"Pay more attention, dumbass!" Someone yelled from across the field, and Jungkook fell to the ground, palms facing the green wet grass. He heard some laughs and rubbed his head lightly.

He looked up and saw one of the guys on his football team, Jaebum, looking at him in annoyance, presumably the kicker of the ball.

"You didn't have to hit him, Jaebum." Jimin mumbled, walking up to Jungkook, who got up.

"I merely kicked the ball at him. If he wasn't staring into space he'd have seen it coming." Jaebum grumbled, and Jungkook glared at him, fists bunching up beside him.

Jaebum was like, totally right. Jungkook was staring into space, zoning out. He was.. well, he was staring. Taehyung wasn't being annoying today, just stern, since the football coach wasn't present. He had his sleeves rolled to his elbows, bandana against his silver hair which was damp with sweat. He was wearing these black sweatpants and if Jungkook squinted he could see the outline of Taehyung's dick and..... well, you could call Jungkook a whore.

"I wasn't staring into space, JB. You need to mind your own business," Jungkook snapped.

"Not when your sloppy football skills could ruin our matches. The Seoul tournament is coming up after winter break and you're gonna be the reason we lose-"

"Dude shut up! You're only cranky because you're not leader and don't get to boss us around-" Jungkook started, and Jaebum walked up to him and shoved him right against the hard wall.

Jimin's eyes widened, and Jaebum's friend- Jinyoung, rushed up to him, pulling him off Jungkook. Many of the other boys surrounded them, calling out for them to stop, or just watching.

"Guys stop-" Jimin started, putting his arm in front of Jungkook protectively, while Jaebum looked angered.

"What did you say to me?"

"You heard me." Jungkook spat.

"Jungkook, c'mon- let's not escalate things," Hoseok said, and Jaebum scoffed.

"Yeah, Jeon. Why don't you just go read a book since that's all you can do, and leave the sporty stuff for us more.. manly dudes. Y'know?" Jaebum said with a small smirk, and Jungkook frowned.

"Excuse me?" Jungkook asked, and Jaebum's friend tried dragging him away, but Jaebum turned around shot a glare at Jungkook. "You know what, JB? You know you suck at football and always have, and you're taking it out on me because your HUGE ego compensates for your tiny dick, and-"

Jungkook got punched in the stomach.

He fell to the ground, groaning, and heard some words being thrown around from his friends.

"You shut the fuck up, faggot bitch." Jaebum growled, and Jungkook looked up at him, and before he could say something back, a figure came and stood right in front of him, blocking his vision of Jaebum.

Jimin rushed up to Jungkook and helped him up. "You okay?" Jimin asked, and Jungkook nodded. The punch wasn't too bad, probably just a light bruise. Jungkook stood up on his feet, and then saw Taehyung standing in front of him, looking at Jaebum with his eyes darkened.

"Fuck off, V. You don't need to get involved, I was just telling him-" Jaebum started, and Taehyung looked at Jaebum calmly, all the other boys surrounding them now (because why the fuck would they be playing football when there's drama going on).

Taehyung put his hand up in the air, shutting him up in an instant. Jungkook stood behind him in confusion, and then heard him utter a few words.

"If you ever touch him or call him that ever again I'll break every fucking bone in your body, got it?" Taehyung growled lowly, and everyone's eyes widened.

Jungkook paused, cheeks turning red. Jaebum looked confused, face going pale. "Um- I was just-"

"Out of a thousand things you could've said and you chose 'faggot bitch'? Pretty fucking weak. Maybe that's why you're not captain. I mean that, and you can't play for shit." Taehyung snapped, and Yoongi cleared his throat.

Everyone was looking at V in confusion, wondering why he was acting so... well, hypocritical to his own past self and also weirdly protective over Jungkook? Jungkook noticed this, and grabbed Taehyung's forearm.

"V-" Jungkook started, and Taehyung continued giving Jaebum a death stare. Jungkook sighed and walked in front of him, getting the silver boy's attention. "Not here." Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds, and then snapped his attention back up.

"Everyone, 10 laps around the field. Now." Taehyung ordered, and everyone looked pissed, confused, or both. Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's arm and pulled him off the field, walking quickly towards the locker rooms.

They entered the locker room, and the moment they did, Taehyung pushed Jungkook against the wall, hands travelling to his waist. Jungkook, in a flurry of events, grabbed Taehyung by the shoulders in slight confusion- but then Taehyung leaped forward, meshing their lips together in a kiss.

Jungkook kissed him back, tongues getting tangled, feverish, warm, fast. "V-V-" Jungkook whimpered, and felt Taehyung's hands tracing up his thighs. "Babe- relax," Jungkook let out softly, pulling away. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Taehyung mumbled, kissing the junction of Jungkook's jaw. "Nothing's wrong. I just want- want you- wanna be in you-"

"V.. listen, you- you can't act like that in front of everyone. It could raise suspicion.." Jungkook trailed, and Taehyung sighed.

"I'm sorry. I just got so pissed. He was being a dick, and- and he fucking touched you- hurt you! I'll fucking kill him, just tell me- tell me to kill him and I will-"

"No, you won't kill him. Jeez, I didn't know yu were so protective, V." Jungkook said.

"I'm not." Taehyung said, wrapping his arms around Jungkook's waist. "Just protective over you."

Jungkook blushed, feeling his stomach swarm with butterflies. He leaned his head back, letting Taehyung kiss his neck slowly. He hummed, letting his hands grab Taehyung's shirt.

"Jealousy.. protectiveness.. you're acting different, Mr. V." Jungkook said with a small smile, and Taehyung looked at him.

"Don't make it weird." Taehyung said flatly, and Jungkook paused.

"I-I wasn't trying to-"

"Okay, good. Can we bunk and go to my room? I'll fuck you over the desk," Taehyung suggested, and Jungkook nodded tight lipped. Taehyung smirked, and then kissed Jungkook again. Jungkook eased into the kiss, but his mind wandered off.

Don't make it weird. Jungkook sighed. Wasn't it already weird?