CHAPTER THREE
illegal

jeongguk gulped nervously at the text he received. received from kim taehyung, the captain of the soccer team, and BHHS' well-known fuckboy.

sweet, soccer boy by day, druggie and drunkie fuckboy by night.

jeongguk finally built up the courage to text him back.

jeongguk
not your baby boy.

taehyung
feisty now, are we?
does daddy need to
punish his baby boy?

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needless to say, that made jeongguk have butterflies in his tummy. but, he didn't know taehyung or how he got his Twitter.
he shook his head, as if dismissing away that thought.

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jeongguk
excuse me, sir...
aren't you a senior?
this is illegal...

taehyung
i'm only 17 baby.
it isn't illegal yet
but maybe i like being
bad.

jeongguk
um..okay-
but like i don't even
know you..so why would
you start flirting with me???

taehyung
maybe i want to
know you..
make you my
little toy, hm?

jeongguk
and just like that
i have to go.
i left my dildo in the oven

taehyung
why use a dildo
when you can have
daddy's big juicy cock?

jeongguk
i'm straight, sorry
seen

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jeon jeongguk, jeongguk thought to himself, sighing. you know you're not straight for shit.

he smirked slightly to himself. his smirk then faltered and his mind began to race. why had taehyung even message him in the first place? what did taehyung want with him? maybe it was a booty call.

with that final thought, jeongguk officially shook taehyung out of his head.

that is, until taehyung tweeted.

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well, frick.
teehee
question of the day:
who's your bias and why?