Into It- Chase Atlantic

Jeongguk is forcefully seated with a group of other people on the floor, right beside Woosung. No one seemed to be holding judgmental stares at him, but they are staring at him. They are taking in the fake piercings, exposed collarbones that would tempt anyone to mark with their teeth, so unlike his usual button up shirts or sweaters.

Beauty, yet with this essence of innocent pouring through his wide Bambi eyes.

That alone gave it away.

The church boy.

"Well well well, look who we have here," A male snickers from the circle with fire red hair and a condescending smirk, "This ain't bible study prude."

A few people from the circle snickers, fueling Jeongguks cheeks red in embarrassment with eyes flickering to the ground, falling into that familiar paralysis to not even move. Stupid idea it was coming here, where he's surrounded by all these people who will do nothing but judge him.

But in a way he wants to prove them wrong.

That he isn't just a bore to a group, even if he can't talk or is a church boy.

No one will degrade him of that.

For once he just wants to fit in..... And maybe he needs this in order to do so.

"Leave him alone Mingyu," Woosung snickers back, sipping his beer with a hallow stare, "Let's show little Bambi a party, hm?"

Jeongguk didn't like the sound of that, at all, but he was not about to back out and make a complete humiliation of himself just so more people can talk about it at school.

Even if he's shifting so horribly by how uncomfortable he is being in this new environment.

So he stays in place while a girl with blue hair in the group snorts and grabs a bottle, spinning it.

It was confusing really trying to figure out the point of this game for Jeongguk. Where the bottle lands to, the two individuals have to go into a closet for seven minutes and then come out.

Do they have to talk or something? Because if that was the case than it'll be real silent when Jeongguk gets a turn.

If he ever does.

He's hoping he never does just so he wouldn't be put into that awkward position with someone he doesn't even know.

And it wasn't so far fetched.

When the bottle landed on him, the group all plastered devious grins on their face but a guy with night black hair giggles in mischief, "Let's make this more interesting."

When the guy pulled out a black bandana and suddenly wraps it around Jeongguk's eyes, he panicked.

Not only can't he speak, but now he can't see.

Only left with his senses to to heightened, tying an uncomfortable knot in his stomach.

If something happens to him, he's screwed.

Fuck this.

Let them call him a whimp for all he cares.

However right when Jeongguk was about to get up and leave, a hand grabs his arm and drags him away. He could hear the suggestive snickers and hollers as he grows further away before it suddenly disappears with a quiet close of a door.

In fact, even the music began to fade off to the background as well, leaving it into a more comforting silence that's much farther away.

Instantly jeongguk drops to the ground, scrambling back to the wall with heart racing in anxiety as he tries to tug off the bandana in his head but a delicate hand on his stops him.

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you."

The person didn't say this.

They signed it with their hands, letting Jeongguk feel the sign with his fingertips.

This person knows how to sign.

Maybe it's someone he knows, of someone who's not entirely a damn asshole.

Well he can't jump to that conclusion just yet.

"This was a mistake coming here," He signs shakily, sniffling, "Where am I? Why can't I take off my bandana?"

"Rules of the game. If you don't want them to bother you, follow the rules. You got picked so we're in the closet."

Jeongguk gulps thickly and leans his head back against the wall, a small sigh coming out of his lips, "What's the point of this game? What are we suppose to do?"

The other person didn't respond back instantly, but the Jeongguk felt them guide his hand to a soft cushion of skin. It didn't take a genuine to figure out their lip, making his heart nearly drop. Then they trail it to his lips, and almost instantly he got the hint and he yanks his hand back.

"Not happening, no. I don't even know you-"

A hand on his cheek shuts him off, feeling a finger caress his skin that felt as though he is touched by clouds.

The person is close to his face, he can feel it, and the anticipation at the pit of his stomach began to rise.

If he couldn't speak before, he definitely couldn't speak now.

"Relax," The other signs with their hand, "You're okay."

Jeongguk strangely found comfort to the silent words of the other individual, relaxing to the tender touch but instantly signed.

"Are you a girl? I can't-"

This time a touch on his cheek didn't cut him off, but the gently touch of a pair of lips over his.

Jeongguk froze.

He froze so abruptly to the sudden kiss that the other person slowly pulled away, leaving his skin feeling numb and burning.

Shit even his skin is crawling by how much it burns, leaving him completely flustered.

Don't get him wrong, this isn't the first time he's kissed someone before, but it's been a while.

His year girlfriend back in freshman year was filled with giving him affection with kisses, even during their summer camping trip for church, where they would explore many more intimate things than just kissing but it never got to something more.

Jungkook didn't want since losing your virginity is viewed as a sin if not until one is married.

However kissing this person interesting, maybe because of the blind fold over his eyes to conceal the mystery or because of how soft the other person's lips are.

It's so soft.

Very...... Tempting.

"Are you ok?" The other signs nervously, letting Jeongguk feel it with his fingers, but that didn't last long.

Jeongguk felt bold being here, with no one around, letting the little voice at the back of his head speak and take control even though he was absolutely terrified.

It's not bad if they do it again, right?

Jeongguk tugs them closer, desperate to feel that tender skin on his again, so he leans and landed right onto their neck.

Feeling their quick pulse under their skin against his lips, Jeongguk only wraps an arm around their waist to keep them in place and makes his way up to desperately find their lips. By now the other is breathing heavily, restraining from making noises until their lips finally found each other.

The ravenette most definitely does not remember kissing someone like this before, with a whirl on giddiness exploding his body and a heat that traces to every cell of his blood.

It wasn't even the kiss itself, but how the kiss was like. It was messy, rough, yet they couldn't stop kissing. The soft lips of the other person only shivers cold trembles down Jeongguk's body, feeling his pants tighten to the familiar sensation of feeling excited.

No matter how much something inside him is telling him to stop, he can't.

This feels addicting and new.

And Jeongguk wants to keep going.

The other wraps their arms around his neck, deepening the kiss while Jeongguk grabs their legs and forced them to straddles his lap while he thirsts for more.

He's never been one to want someone this badly, especially because it's a sin to have lust for someone in general but he can't help but grow blurred with the need to touch them more.

Letting their lips drive him into a deeper and darker part of his innocent mind.

But that quickly and abruptly shattered, making him realize he was actually drowning in the ocean rather than swimming with the waves when something suddenly happens.

And it was the quiet sigh from the other's lips.

A male's lips.

He's kissing a guy.

That was like a sudden snap in Jeongguk's mind, filling him with panic to the point he pushed the other off him with full force with frantic hands.

The second he yanks his bandana off, seeing a familiar person on the floor with heavy breathes and eyes staring at him, it was like his soul got yanked out of his chest.

He kissed a guy.

One of Johnny's friends.

A g-guy.

No, no, no!

Jeongguk grips his hair with his hands, feeling his throat clog up as the disapproval looks of his parents face haunts his mind.

What is he doing?!

This is a mistake.

He hasn't even been here a proper hour and he's already doing something stupid!

He just wants to go home.

Get away from here and pray so hard through his tears.

What's worse is that...... He enjoyed it, he really did and he shouldn't!

"Jeongguk, I'm sorry-"

Jeongguk abruptly gets up and shoots out of the closet, avoiding the group of people staring at him and shoves his way through the crowd with teary eyes, trying to find an exit but there's too many people.

Too many eyes!

Too many whispers.

It feels like the world is spinning and he doesn't know what to do!

"Hey."

Jeongguk jumps and turns around, seeing a familiar face before his eyes.

Ten.

It's Ten.

The second he saw him, his eyes instantly began to water and he crashed onto his body, holding tightly onto him.

"I don't want to be here," Jeongguk signs, rubbing his throat with a shakily hand, "Get me out for air please."

Ten didn't even question it, he walked out of the party without a second to spare to get some air. Once they were at the front yard, more to the corner of the house where they won't be seen, Jeongguk still held tightly to Ten as he cried.

That's all he can do, just cry.

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A/N:
O.O

Well this definitely turned for the worst really quick.

Alright two more chapters ready to come, just need to edit them a little more! Let's get it!!

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