sorry for any spelling errors, please correct me kindly, thankyou!

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Let's say Bogum did not look so pretty with a busted lip, and a whole ton a bruises. Jungkook did however get suspended, was it worth it? Yes, yes it was.

Jungkook was hanging out with Tae and Rose in one of their classes. Taehyung was doing a math problem and Rose was just drawing a landscape of some sort. The teacher was talking too fast, and it made Jungkook's brain hurt. He tried to focus on the way the teacher worked out each step. He kinda got it. Some parts he understood, while others were just confusing. One thing he loved to stare at, was Taehyung's concentration face. His tongue slipped past his lips as he wrote numbers at the speed of lightning on his paper. His long fingers pushed up his thick rimmed glasses, closer to his forehead. Jungkook loved when Taehyung wore his glasses. It made him look cute.

"Hey, my prince?" Jungkook whispered softly, grinning at how Taehyung's teeth showed in a boxy smile at the pet name. He lifted his head, adjusting his glasses and looking at Jungkook quite addled. He moved a piece of hair from his glasses, it was bothering him. He twirled his mechanical pencil in between two fingers, blush apparent on his hollow cheeks.

"Yes, kookster?" Taehyung licked his lips, dropping his pencil to the table to give Jungkook his full attention.

"I don't understand this, mind helping me study?" Jungkook neared him and flicked his chin sweetly, causing him to giggle. Rose looked up, smiling softly at the sight of the couple interacting. Ever since Taehyung was bullied by Bogum, he's been scared to do anything with Jungkook at school. He does not want to worry Jungkook, and most of all he does not want to be pushed around anymore. It would never be to a point where he would lie about his relationship with Jungkook. He was proud he won over the jock's heart.

"You have soccer practice. Don't forget that!" He giggled, causing Jungkook to smile brightly at the older's cuteness. "After that we can study at my house. My parents won't be home till tomorrow." He wiggled his eyebrows.

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Taehyung sat on the bleachers, waiting for his boyfriend's practice to be over. He had a sketchbook in his hands, he was sketching a soccer player in mid kick. The ball had lines of action as it aimed for the goal. He was pretty proud for free drawing this one himself, if you dont count Kook in his uniform for a reference.

"You must be so lucky." A girl, who Taehyung knew as Minji, took a seat right next to Taehyung. She quickly fixed her skirt, pulling it down and brushing a hand through her dark hair. "You draw so well. I studied art in middle school, all three years and never gained any natural skill. I'm sure you must've been a natural. Yeah?"

Taehyung shook his head gently. "N-no. I went through lots n lots of art courses. I don't know how to draw without reference, and I can't draw facial features that well yet." He murmured, "But, hopefully in my senior year I'll draw facial features alone without reference, Its mainly eyes and chins I mess up the most on. I am decent at shading."

Minji chuckled, "I'm sure you aren't as bad as you tell yourself you are. I'm just a overrated cheerleader, who everyone thinks I am a slut. I swear I'm not. It's just cause I dated this boy a year ago, and broke up with him. He told everyone and now no one will let it go. I'm just seen as a slut now."

"Oh." Taehyung said over the wind, his nose turning red due to the coldness of the temperature. Someone cheered as Jungkook scored a goal, but he always does that. Taehyung hated how groups of girls came from the cheerleading squad to cheer for his boyfriend.

"You are not a slut. Those mean people are just blind. You should stay away from them Minji." Taehyung said, and Minji nodded, standing with a smirk on her face.

"Okay, thanks nerd."

Taehyung widened his eyes at the name. "W-what did you call me?"

"Nerd, you are just a big nerd that everyone hates because you don't deserve Jungkook and you should know that. You are just perfect, look at you! You have cute glasses and you are so nice, ugh you make everyone so pissed off at you. Why can't you back off and someone else have Jungkook?"

Taehyung grunted, "Maybe you are a slut after all."

"What did you say? Hana, he called me a slut!" She yelled down to the cheerleaders. The girls from the lower bleachers scurried up the steps to where the two were. Hana stood in the front, her arms crossed, her skirt up a little too high, her make up smudged from being in the sun for too long, sweat formed at her forehead, her hairline.

"You can't just call one of my best friends, a slut. Who do you think you are? Some Mr. Big shot? You are nothing but a dweeb, a downright loser with no chance with Jungkook. I see the ways he looks at me when I walk past him in the hall. It's like you don't even exist anymore." She snickered wickedly.

"I-I've been dating Jungkook for two and a half years now! You don't even know what his favorite color is." Taehyung snarked, pulling Jungkook's jacket over his shoulders because the wind was becoming too much. "I know so much about him and you don't even know anything!"

"Yeah, I do." Hana scoffed, "It's blue. Anyone with a brain would know that. He wears blue shoes and has a blue book bag."

"No, his favorite colors are black and red. If you ever saw his room, you'd know he has a red bed cover, and he has a black carpet. He also has band posters that litter his walls. But you'd never be in there, ever. So I guess you could never fully imagine it."

"Why does this nerd think he can just talk back to us like this?" Hana sighed, "Look, dweeb, that stuff isn't important. Whats important is that you are just a sad little faggot and fate is what we are really looking at here. If you saw the way Jungkook smiles at me when he sees me, you'd know its fate. I bet he will dump you whenever you become too much of a burden."

Taehyung put his head in his hands. By this time, practice was over and Jungkook was scanning the bleachers for his prince, when he saw a heart wrenching sight. Hana and her gang of bitches were cornering him, pestering and yelling at him. Jungkook quickly dropped his bag and ran up the seats, making it to Hana and grabbing her shoulder harshly.

"Oh, Hi Jungkook." She batted her eyelashes at him, making him groan.

"Shut it." He pushed past her and went to Taehyung, removing his hands from his face. His cheeks were tinted and his glasses were smudged and wet with tear drops. "My poor little prince. Are you okay? None of what these girls said was true okay? I love you so so much and I would never ever do anything to hurt you."

Taehyung lunged forward into a hug and Jungkook just barely caught him. He held the crying boy close to his chest, carrying him and the stuff Taehyung brought down the bleachers, shoving past the girls as he made his way down. Hoseok, another soccer player was at the bottom of the bleachers when Jungkook got down there.

"What total ass holes." Hoseok sighed. He did a quick handshake with Jungkook and patted Taehyung's back. "Get better buddy, don't listen to those bitches. They aren't worth it. Anyways see yah later. Yoongi's probably waiting for me somewhere. That clingy koala complained all morning that he had a headache, I'm so whipped. I decided that he could skip practice and just lay in the car while it ran. Bye Kook. Practice tomorrow."

Jungkook waved to Hoseok, deciding to just bring Taehyung to his place, remembering to text his parents that he was at his house.

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Taehyung laid curled up on Jungkook's bed after they had showered together. They always did that, to help "save water". Sure. Jungkook was working on his math homework, not really focusing because his boyfriend sulking seemed to be more important to him.

"Koo?"

"Yeah baby?"

"W-when Hana looks at you, d-do you smile?"

Jungkook frowns at that. "No, baby. I don't smile at her. I'm smiling because I'm thinking about how much I love your cute little smile. I don't see anything in her and I never will, okay my prince?"

He hummed in agreement, standing from the chair and plopping in Jungkook's lap.

"What're you doing prince?"

"Time to learn geometry, kookster."

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i hope you liked this chapter! it took me ages to write.

love, -irresistaeble