
12
Punks
Taehyung:
Ten, you're killing me here
Taehyung:
I'm literally growing grey hair
Taehyung:
Please for the sake of my sanity be careful with Jeongguk
Taehyung:
He's not a good guy 🙄
Ten:
Why are you so worried about me?
Ten:
Baby you know I don't get my hopes up so easily
Ten:
If anything I'm the one going to break his heart if he actually catches feelings 💅
Ten:
Wouldn't be the first pretty boy, take Lucas as an example
Yoongi:
I'm surprised you haven't decided to get into a relationship with him
Yoongi:
He's very attractive and an actual sweetheart🥺
Ten:
But clingy, no fun 😒
Ten:
I like my dishes served with a little spice
Ten:
Jeongguk is actually fun in that sense since he's down for anything.
Taehyung:
This doesn't help my anxiety
Taehyung:
Yeah you may have your reputation or whatever you're use to, but I swear if he starts acting toxic with you I won't hesitate to punch him
Ten:
I would probably do it first baby 😘
Ten:
But thanks
Ten:
I don't want anything serious with him
Ten:
This is all just a little game we are playing, nothing more than that
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Taehyung's sighs heavily as he shoves his phone back into his pocket, glaring intensely to his laptop. His part of the presentation is glaring daggers right back at him, mocking the hours he's been here in front of this screen in this stupid and disgusting smelling library.
Let's not forget the lovely company he has with him as well.
There's been plenty of times Taehyung has attempted to escape this stupid study session, but of course he would be forced back by his lovely partner's hand on his shirt with a yank to sit back down.
Well not until he had at least three slides of work done.
He only had one sentence as of now.
And it's been four hours.
Meanwhile Minho has been done ages ago and is working on other projects for his classes, trying to be ahead of course. It's crazy how Taehyung has only met the guy for maybe a week since they've been paired to work on this presentation, and he has already caught onto small habits Minho has that's just hard to avoid.
When picking a table, he likes to clean the table first with a wipe before putting his stuff down. He takes out his laptop first and gets a notebook, he always hesitated between a pen and pencil so he just keeps both of them out instead. He always caress a sweater so he shrugs it off but keeps his glasses on and would push it to the bridge of his nose from time to time.
Now here comes where Taehyung's observation skills come more precise. While they're 'working', Minho had a thousand tabs open that all relates or connects to different subjects for his classes. He has different sticky notes sticking out from his notebook and textbooks thats also flooded with different highlighted colors of works or important information.
The best part is when he takes glances to Taehyung, scowling under his breath to see the other male only on his phone most of the time but he doesn't say anything. It's almost as though he had multiple eyes because he would always notice simple movements Taehyung does, that much is obvious by how his body tensed up but he still relaxes back.
To say that they're completely polar opposites would be an understatement. Minho is more the prepared preppy boy type, with varsity jackets and always with glasses engraved to his face. He's probably the nerdy boy of his group of friends, not really much of a social life besides doing activities with his frat friends or studying. He probably could be attractive if he tried on his appearance but that hair and those horrific glasses aren't doing him much justice.
That's it.
Nothing too exciting, not like Taehyung expects it from him.
Meanwhile Taehyung is more on the darker side of his clothes. He wears only black or white if it's a good day. Minho's ink-less skin is nothing compared to Taehyung's tattoo flooded arms, reaching just above his wrists. Minho doesn't have piercings, Taehyung has four on one ear and three to the other, along with a lip and tongue piercing. He doesn't wear all of them that often in school grounds, but outside he's all out.
So you see, they're vastly different and that's what pisses of Taehyung the most. Minho is so pushy and strict, and that's something Taehyung despises in people.
Life needs to be taken with the flow, what's the point in stressing out so much?
The thought only made Taehyung rethink more of his decisions in life, asking himself what is he doing here on his day off.
"Staring at the screen won't make words type, little Karma."
That's another thing. Ever since Minho found out that outside the school grounds Taehyung goes by Karma, he's been more annoyingly calling him that with the 'little' input as well.
It nudges his ego so bad and Taehyung has fought back so many times from punching him across the face because of it. He knows better than to fight in school grounds, but he just might if this fucker keeps testing him.
"Are you always this annoying?"
"Are you always this rude?"
"Maybe if you didn't piss me off."
"Everything pissed you off."
"Wow I'm glad you noticed," Taehyung sarcastically mocks back, rolling his eyes with so much attitude with that gesture, "I'm so close to getting up and leaving."
"Finish three slides."
"I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO FUCKING-"
Minho clasps his hand on Taehyung's mouth with his thumb and index fingers pinching his cheeks, shutting him up completely when he yanks him forward with dark eyes glittered in anger.
Taehyung gulps, wrapping his long fingers around Minho's wrists in case to snap it in half.
"Tone done your fucking voice," Minho growls bitterly, making Taehyung's eyes dilate to the husky and aggressive tone, "There's no need for you to talk to me in that way. Start practicing taking deep breathes, maybe that'll help you calm down."
And just like that he lets go of his mouth roughly, making Taehyung act out of pure impulse to raise his fist up and move it seconds away to Minho's face.
The other was quick, gripping Taehyung's fist with his equally large hand and his glare intensify with Taehyung's own heaving gaze.
At that moment Taehyung began to slowly realize what he almost did but he was definitely not one to apologize, even though he didn't mean to get on the aggressive side with Minho.
As surprising as it is, Minho is calm despite his glare. He's not puffing like how Taehyung is or is his facial features hard with his tense muscles and nerves flexing to hold back his scowl, so unlike Taehyung's face right now.
He's just...... Calm.
Very calm.
However when Taehyung attempts to remove his fist back, Minho grips tighter to hold him in place while studying in between his eyes.
"I don't know..... What made you rely to anger and a rude attitude as a defense mechanism from the world, but I do hope you will learn to find new ways to handle it," Minho says quietly, glancing to the fist on his hand before back to his eyes, "Everyone has the potential to be good, but it all starts with you."
Taehyung's heart dropped.
It dropped so severely to the ground that he didn't even realize how it made his stomach almost sick. He's not really use to this type of approach from someone, a calm and assertive tone that still spoke its messages clearly without sounding so weak or aggressive.
He's so use to people either ignoring his behavior or screaming at him as they fight him, but not this.....
And he..... Didn't know how to feel about that.
Minho only stares at Taehyung for a moment or two before letting him go, turning around to gather his stuff in his backpack, "I have to go."
"But I haven't done three slides-"
"We've been here for four hours right?" Minho says as he gets to his feet, adjusting his sweater and backpack on, "Not like you're going to do it either way. I have things to do than to babysit someone who doesn't want to look after themselves."
And with that he walks away, leaving Taehyung with his lips parted in shock to what he just said.
It's eight pm, Taehyung is still in this library, now alone, and he could use this opportunity that Minho left to leave as well. Maybe go hang out with his boys or call someone up to be his little fun buddy for the night.
Yet he didn't do that.
Instead he turned to his computer, cracked his knuckles, and silently worked on his presentation. He would look up sources, read articles, found himself writing down mental notes and applying it to his slides.
By the time the library closed, which was an hour later, Taehyung left there with an accomplished smile and his whole presentation done.
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A/N:
I'm kinda intrigued by these storylines.
Ah you guys are going to hate me so bad in a few chapters if you're also enjoying this too :)
Hehehe
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