Taehyung runs a hand through his hair stressfully, getting out of his final class with a heavy weight on his shoulders. It's finally the end of the day, and now Taehyung can run for the hills and never turn back until the next day.

His body is so close to collapsing since he hasn't eaten anything. Thankfully he did some grocery shopping last night so he can make himself some food, at least start off with something small.

If his stomach would even want it.

Well, he's going to have to force it down somehow, he needs to eat in order to fucking survive.

At this point, he might just be depressed.

Sounds like a suitable diagnosis for him, right?

Shit, like he can even tell. Before his mother passed away, she worked in the medical field, but Taehyung can't recall if she even taught him shit about mental health.

Ha, if she would he wouldn't been a damn mess right now.

Especially alone, yeah, that shit makes it worse.

Guess he can start finding a hobby, right? Maybe get a car and start to drive himself around, or go for runs in the morning, maybe even join a poetry club or something.

Anything by this point.

He sure fucking needs it that's for sure.

Silently Taehyung shuffles his backpack to his back after checking to make sure he had everything, seeing that the rest of the students probably already disappeared off to perhaps another class or heading home, maybe even the cafeteria, who knows.

Good, in that way no one can bump into him 'accidentally' to just compliment his hair.

Had that happen a few times already.

However, he's never so fucking lucky, that's for sure.

In the midst of walking down the now empty hallway, he's suddenly yanked into a dark classroom. Windows and blinds down, empty, not a single soul in sight.

Besides Jungkook.

Taehyung shrieks when the other shackles him against the fucking door the second he was forced inside, a clear angry look on his face.

He has never seen Jungkook so.... Mad.

Actually, he has never seen this man even be emotional other than be awkward.

A familiar fire like the night of their first kiss.

Taehyung was right, there's more to him than meets the eye, or he's just insanely pissed off right now.

"I'll admit, after the kiss and you didn't try to speak to me, I let it slide. But now having a whole fucking man touch you in front of my face? That's a new level of pettiness," Jungkook growls, pressing Taehyung harder against the wall by the shoulders, making his knees start to tremble in unease to the glare Jungkook is giving him through his round glasses.

Taehyung began to rethink about every single life decision he has made since he got here, but one thing for sure is that he's no idiot. He can easily turn this around, have Jungkook in a fucking choke hold or headlock until he's unconscious for even daring to touch him, but Taehyung knew better than attacking so brutally.

And for now, he's going to silently observe.

What does this boy have underneath his sleeve if played submissive?

"H-He touched me! I d-didn't-" Taehyung suddenly is cut off by Jungkook's aggressive lips moving to his neck, making him slightly lose his balance and grips onto his shoulders.

Claiming.

Definitely was claiming him.

Not so innocent huh-

Fuck, Jungkook remembers his weak spots.

"You're so fucking lucky we are in a damn classroom right now. I would've fucked you so hard, making you mine just so no guy would let alone dare fucking breathe around you," Jungkook growls, making Taehyung raise an eyebrow to the harsh words but sharply sinks a breath when the guy used his fucking teeth to bite on his skin.

Oh he's really getting under his skin alright.

Way, way too much.

And there's nothing more Taehyung wants to do right now than to finished what they started that night.

As said before, Taehyung is a mascochist, he loves having things coming back to him and chasing after danger.

He thrives off that adrenaline like an addict.

"Fuck that," Taehyung huffs as he yanks Jungkook hair back and aggressively smashed their lips together. Jungkook grunts against the unexpected kiss and Taehyung walks forward until Jungkook's butt hits a random table.

Taehyung trails his lips down and onto the nap of Jungkook's neck, kissing so harshly against milky skin and leaving harsh redness spots over it. A shiver runs down his spine to the cherry almonds taste of Jungkook's skin, making his hands grip the man's small waist hard.

If Jungkook won't fuck him, he will have to do it himself.

"Turn the fuck around," Taehyung growls and flips Jungkook to slams his upper body against the table, making the taller release a painful groan as Taehyung hooks his pants-

Jungkook's. Phone. Rings.

Of course it does.

They can never get a damn moment to do whatever the fuck they want without something getting in the way.

Taehyung was stupid last week to not take advantage, and this is his karma for ruining the moment.

Props to himself.

Taehyung grips his hair in frustration by this point as Jungkook rises up, cursing under his breath as he reaches for his phone and answers the call, "What!"

Taehyung stands back and he pitches his temple.

Okay, deep breathes, that's what he needs.

Now.... What the fuck are they even doing by this point?

Don't get Taehyung wrong, he's not complaining that Jungkook must've glistened into his head or heard his prayers in crawling back to him, but shit.... Maybe he should've taken his word seriously because it's feeding into Taehyung obsession like a drug.

He knows this is bad for him, yet the more he wants doses of it.

The issue with this is that they're in the beginning stages, there's still time to stop before it gets worse. This is starting to grow into a bad habit and Taehyung is more concerned that he may not be able to pull himself out of that illusion when the time comes.

As much as he wants to grow closer to him, more than just an intimate way even, he has to hold himself back.

For both of their safety, since Taehyung is still hunted down like an animal.

And preys do eventually get caught.

"Okay I'm going to go right no- V!"

Taehyung is out of the room without thinking twice.

Restrain, he must keep more restrain and control himself like his life depends on it - because it actually does. The kid is cute and all, but Taehyung literally can't get attached to anyone; emotionally or physically. With attachment comes trust, and trust in this case means someone knowing more about his past. No one should ever know about his past, and that's more so because of his father's condition than anything else.

He can't risk it.

"Wait V!"

Taehyung sighs deeply and turns around, seeing the nerdy boy catching up to him, his hickey mark freshly on his neck.

That gave Taehyung a small sense of pride.

Ah, this just made it more difficult to stay away from him.

This boy is just so.... Ugh, Taehyung can just eat him.

He's irresistible.

"What?" Taehyung says slowly, his patient eyes waiting for what he has to say now that he's standing in front of him.

Jungkook parts his lips but no words came out when he met Taehyung's gaze, so shyly looks to the ground, "I don't want to get a bad grade for my assignment.... I promise I will leave you alone afterwards, just please let's finish it."

Taehyung looks at him for a long moment, feeling a little guilty to his worried eyes and shaken body as he says those words. It flew Taehyung's mind that this kid is high up there in his studies, or just anything related to academics. He's insanely smart, and it seems like getting a bad grade would be out of the question for him.

Sure, this dude has a double face that Taehyung isn't oblivious of, but one thing for that that both of those faces have a major goal and academics is part of it.

This grade is a large portion of the grade as it is, so even if he is excelling well, this could bring it down if not done well.

And Taehyung can't let him fail, after all, he wants his nerd to prosper in life.

Even if he won't be part of his future.

"Not in a public area," Taehyung mutters and pulls his backpack to open it. He rips a paper from his notebook and writes down on it quickly before handing it to Jungkook.

For a second the other furrows his eyebrows but then bulges out his eyes to the address on the paper.

Taehyung's address.

Time to know this little nerd a bit more personally now, and see how he does with the temptation of being completely alone.

And hopefully end this game for good.

"8 pm, come alone," Taehyung mutters and leans to his face, making the other blush ferociously, "Don't be late."

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A/N:
Hehehe things got steamy there for Taekook, let's see what happens next chapter now that Jungkook is crossing into some territory.

Alrighty time to run to class, HAVE A NICE DAY OR NIGHT READERS!!!

I PURPLE YOU!!! <33