[ Membership (?) / Adhesion / Subscription ]

Still sitting in his bath, water really warm, Taehyung was trying to relax as much as he could. Jungkook was waiting for the teacher to talk and start the conversation. Only, it was the first time Taehyung was taking a bath at the black haired's. It was always a shower, just because it was quicker and less embarrassing for them. But now, the situation wasn't the same. Both men weren't looking at each other, but, a kind of tension persisted, Taehyung could feel it. But the killer insisted, asking the teacher again.

« Well, let's start like last time then. For cooking, what do you want ? »

Taehyung shot a brief look towards the black haired guy, who couldn't see him.

« You know, I don't want- »

« Don't contest. » Jungkook sighed.

The teacher looked almost sorry, he didn't know how to interprate the sitting man's tone. But he relaxed more in the bath, his eyes staring at the foam before speaking.

« Fine. But it's really because you insist... »

« Mmh, I'm listening. »

« Ok, so for the molds... Don't look too much, just take whatever you find. No matter the shape. »

Jungkook, who had his back turned to the teacher, had the urge to turn around. Not to spy on him. Only to fix his anthracite pupils in the teacher's. But he stopped himself, just speaking instead.

« Why ? You can choose the shape too. » Jungkook assured him.

« No really. I don't care about it, take whatever you find. » Taehyung mumbled, eyes staring the bath's faucet.

Jungkook noted on his little notebook, before asking more questions.

« Then, for the utensils, what do you need ? »

In reality, Taehyung held back his laugh. It was funny because, a killer speaking about cooking so seriously, was amusing the teacher. And adding to that, Jungkook was facing the door, it probably wasn't great for him talking like that, talking to a wall in a way.

« You already got a lot of things so... »

« No, no tell me. »

Taehyung bit his tongue. The black haired was oppressive, really.

« A spatula, for example. And a whip if possible... And finally, just a roller. »

As the literature teacher spoke, Jungkook noted on his little notebook, being careful to write each detail.

« Then ? »

« I think that's all, for the cooking that is. » Taehyung answered, he didn't want to abuse the killer's kindness.

« I'll take you an apron too, I don't have one so, it'll be useful. »

« No it's fine- »

« Hush. »

Surprised, Taehyung frowned. He wanted to choke him with his impolite 'shh'. But he controlled himself as he could.

« Ok, kitchen is done. There are clothes and reading left. Jungkook precised. What do we talk about next ? »

« Whatever you want. » The hazel haired said.

A bit tired of the lack of choice from Taehyung, Jungkook didn't think twice and decided to talk about literature.

« So, what about the books ? »

Taehyung gave him many authors' names, many work of art he really appreciated and Jungkook carefully noted all of them. The list was rather long, around fifteen books. He told the killer that it wasn't necessary to take all of them but he could just take what he would find. Jungkook assured him he would buy everything, under the university teacher's contestations. After fifteen minutes spent on books, and Taehyung's first passion, the black haired asked about clothes.

« Ok... I think that you need a lot of things, since you only have underwears. » Jungkook said.

Blush invaded the hazel haired's cheeks, who was still in the warm water. Luckily, Jungkook wasn't looking at him at the moment.

« So, since you only wear my clothes, I'll buy you everything you need, so we can be peaceful for a while. »

Even though Jungkook couldn't see him, Taehyung nodded his head, through the uneasiness he was feeling.

« What's your style ? » The assassin asked.

The teacher's arms wrapped around his legs that he had brought against his chest. His rested his chin on his knees, and he slowly closed his eyes.

« We don't care about that, I'll tell you again, take what you find. » His hoarse tone had mumbled.

« Stop telling me that, you're wasting your time. The black haired snickered. Seriously, just tell me and I'll handle everything. »

Taehyung held back a sigh. Jungkook was stubborn, maybe even more than himself.

« it's crazy how you're so obstinate. » The hazel haired mumbled.

He heard a discreet laugh coming from the killer. So Taehyung frowned, not really happy at this reaction.

« Why are you laughing ? »

« Because, you dare telling me that ? » Still amused, Jungkook answered.

« You're even more stubborn that me, so yes, I dare. »

« It's not true, have you seen how stubborn you are ? » The black haired couldn't stop himself from saying.

« You're talking nonsense, it's you who are. » Taehyung pouted.

« No but that's ok. I once again got the proof that, you are stubborn. » The younger said in a mocking tone.

The hazel haired's eyes darkened, he disagreed with Jungkook. Except he didn't want to engage in a non-ending battle, to find out which one was the most stubborn.  He moved his right hand in the warm water, which was getting colder as time passed. His eyes traveled on the foam, which smelled good.

« Let's get back to it. Jungkook said. So about the pants, what do you prefer ? He first asked, before continuing. And don't tell me, 'I'll let you choose'. Because I'm going to bring you all black and sporty clothes and- »

« Why immediately black ? » Taehyung interrupted him, letting out a soft laugh.

« It's my go to and lucky colour. »

« Yeah I get that, but why do you like black so much ? »

Jungkook who was still sitting back to him, wanted to turn to face him. But he held himself back for the hazel haired's sake. He stretched his legs, before wetting his lips.

« I've been told it looked good on me. » His voice had now changed when he said this sentence.

Intrigued by this phrase, which didn't seem to be ordinary, Taehyung moved in the bath. In fact, even if Jungkook was not facing him, he moved so he could be behind him. He was in a sitting position, but perpendicular to the bathtub. Sitting like this, he was a bit compressed because of his long legs, but he ignored that. 

« Who told you that ? » He was curious.

« Women. » Jungkook lied.

He lied because he found the situation rather amusing, and he wanted to see the teacher's reaction.

« Ah you listen to what women say... You told me you didn't have time to sleep with people but I'm sure you're lying. You're a flirt, admit it. » Taehyung said.

The killer's face almost turned around. Once again, he had stopped himself.

« What are you saying... Jungkook mumbled, smiling. I'm kidding when I say women told me that. I like black because, this colour, because yes I consider black as a colour, represent me. He explained. And no, I am not a seducer, Taehyung. »

A laugh left the teacher's lips. His last sentence, he didn't believe it.

 « Liar... » He whispered, as if to provoke him.

« Do you want me to turn around and drown you ? » He joked.

« Wow, this seducer game is impressing me. »

Tired of the hazel haired's mockery, Jungkook loudly groaned.

« Do you really want me to engage in this ? » He mumbled.

« In what ? »

Jungkook paused. Willingly. To make the teacher curious.

« My seducing game with you. » His voice was deep and charming.

As he said that, the killer was serious. They had completely parted from the original subject, but he didn't mind. This one was just as interesting. Especially talking about seduction, it was attractive to the youngest. And as Taehyung didn't answer right away, Jungkook felt that his sentence had effect.

« You're telling me that... You want to seduce me ? » He stammered.

A mocking smile appeared on the black haired's pretty lips. There was the reaction he wanted from his hostage.

« No, I'm asking you if that's what you want. Since you're criticizing my seducing game. »

« We're not supposed to... Seduce each other. » Taehyung whispered.

« And why is that ? » He mocked.

« Because... We're not supposed to like each other. » The teacher replied, in a more timid voice.

Upon hearing the teacher's terms, Jungkook held back a laugh. Taehyung always sticked with what they were supposed to do. He was never looking, at how the situation could divagate without them having control over it. Taehyung seemed to be strict to the rules, the black haired had trouble understanding some recent aspects of their relation.

« We're not supposed to like each other but, that's kinda what we're doing though. » He breathed out, softly.

Shocked by the killer's boldness, Taehyung almost chocked on his saliva. As much as the young man was mysterious, but he was also surprising when he dared to say things they didn't assume. And the teacher had trouble getting use to it. Because acting as if nothing happened, was way more simple, more easier to confront.

« You think we appreciate each other ? »

This question was too much. In thirty-four days, Jungkook had never looked at Taehyung in the shower. Never. Not once. He didn't even know what the teacher's tanned skin looked like. But now, he couldn't resist the desire to turn around. It wasn't to spy on Taehyung, only to stare into his brown eyes. So he did, without holding himself back. He surprised the teacher, he even surprised himself. He saw the fear and incomprehension in Taehyung's eyes, except it was too late. Now, Jungkook was facing him. He could see the older, sitting in front of him. But his eyes stayed fixated in the hazel haired's eyes and nothing else.

« We don't appreciate each other ? Then why are we talking like that right now ? Why... Did you sleep with me last night ? Or... Why did you help me with my wounds, with so much care in what you were doing ? »

Jungkook was firm in his words, without being agressive. He was just being frank. His eyes noticed that Taehyung was hesitating. That, the last words of the black haired didn't leave him unmoved, but actually the opposite, trained him to focus on the situation.

« I don't know. I don't know why we're doing all that. But I do know one thing, you are nice with me, and that's really not what I was expecting while being locked up here. »

At least, the teacher dared to talk with honesty. To not hide or keep things to himself. Jungkook's face expression changed. He went from confident, to troubled. But his self-assurance quickly came back. His tongue wetted his lips. He could see the hazel haired's taunting naked shoulder, gleaming under the artificial yellow light. But he kept his eyes fixated in Taehyung's. 

« I'm nice because I have really no interest in being mean to you. I already told you that I don't want your woe. »

« But... The day you came in the university, you were so... Cold. So... Frightening. » Taehyung whispered.

« Because when I'm working, I become impassive. My humanity disappear, Taehyung. And that's the case for everyone who cross my path. » 

Attentive, the teacher slowly nodded. Now that he had the opportunity to talk more with Jungkook, Taehyung could understand a bit better his killer position. He could understand better his... Occupation. It didn't seem so inconceivable anymore, but maybe a bit more perceptible and understandable. 

« So... We like each other ? » The older whispered again.

« Looks like it. » Jungkook said in a charming voice, mockingly. 

The teacher's cheeks reddened from embarrassment. He looked away, he couldn't stand the glint between their dark eyes. The only thing he heard was a soft laugh coming from Jungkook.

« Still so cute when you're embarrassed. » He mumbled.

« Hush... » He retorted.

The faint smile didn't leave the black haired's lips. Taehyung was amusing him way too much to keep a straight face. The teacher still didn't dare to stare back at Jungkook. And the killer was taunted to let his eyes wander on the hazel haired's beautiful collarbones. But once again, his conscience forbids him. He didn't have the right to observe him. He had to respect his shyness. So he too, looked at something else than Taehyung. He put his hands in his sweatpants' pockets, before turning back to face the door and getting up.

« I need to... Work. I'll leave you alone now, but I'll leave the door slightly open just in case. Don't do anything stupid or I won't leave you alone anymore. » The black haired announced.

« O-Ok... Thank you. » He heard from behind him.

As time passed, Jungkook was more indulgent with Taehyung. It may be risky but at least, the guilt he felt from locking the hazel haired inside, was slowly fading away a bit more each day.

_________________________

Chapter 13 !

It is reallydifficult, ugh ! I never knew it was so much work :((

Hope you still enjoyed it ! ♥

♕