[ Assumption ]

Hoseok stopped his neural derivatives to focus on the new theory Jungkook emitted. He didn't think about it. But that was not impossible. His finger tapped his chin, orbs fixated on the little notebook. He then looked up at Jungkook.

« That's not dumb. Really not dumb actually. » Hoseok replied.

« It's very likely that it is him. Always discreet, stays in the shadow and he never gave us his identity. Even his face, we never saw it entirely. And, we don't like each other. Maybe he wants to get revenge this way. »

Hoseok noted these information on his notebook, so he won't forget the details that could help later. The killer's eyes were on Hoseok, who spoke up.

« It seems possible... I just didn't do researches about him. Now that you're telling me this, I should've. Damn I risk to not find anything now, if it is really him, he must have strengthen his servers. »

Jungkook's right hand came to pat gently the genius' back. His best friend shouldn't take this story too seriously. He was doing everything he could and he had already done so much. Jungkook's black locks fell a bit on his eyes, he pushed them away with his hand.

« It's ok, don't worry Hobi. It's fine. You'll check quickly but don't focus only on that. We can't spoil our lives any more. We'll see if this guy does anything again. His voice helped Hoseok relax. Well, these are my assumpations. Shark or Agust. I don't see anyone else. »

« There's a new one named Jacko. But I don't know anything about him, he doesn't know anything about you either. The probability that it is him is really low. The noose tightens around the first two. I'll update you. He muttered. Anyway, here's your phone. I transfered the data that I need on my laptop so I can keep doing my researches on my side. »

Jungkook nodded. He yawned while stretching his arms. His head fell on his friend's shoulder, as the latter emitted a small laugh at the gesture.

« What are you doing ? » Hoseok laughed.

« I'm... Resting. »

« Go rest on Taehyung, he's waiting for you. » The older teased the assassin.

Slowly, Jungkook straightened up. His dark orbs stared at the genius, looking curious.

« You're not staying with us ? »

« I was planning to leave. » Hoseok snickered.

« It's been too long since you stayed. Come with us, we don't care about these shitty messages. Jungkook muttered, standing up. C'mon, let's join him. »

Seeing the black haired's unusual enthusiasm, the older accepted. He turned the lights of the killer's desk off, putting the chair back in place and Jungkook was already waiting for him at the door. Together, they walked in the living room where Taehyung was, laying on the first couch. Seeing his focused features, he seemed to be really into the movie. The sight amused Jungkook and Hoseok. The hazel haired was deep in the movie that he didn't even noticed the two guys' arrival. None of the two warned the teacher. It was only when Jungkook walked in front of the literature teacher that Taehyung finally noticed them.

« Oh you're here- I didn't see you... » He whispered with a tight lipped smiled.

« It's fine. » The younger smiled.

Hoseok wanted to leave the two men together. He sat alone on a single armchair, which obligated Jungkook to sit with Taehyung. Except that the teacher was spread out on the couch. But once he saw that the killer was coming his way, he sat back normally to give him space. Jungkook sat on the right side, Taehyung was on the left. They weren't touching each other, but remained close. The movie kept going, even though the hazel haired had proposed to start it from the beginning. Thing that the two workers had refused. Firstly because they both already knew the movie, and also because they didn't want to cut him in his moment.

The three men spent the end of the afternoon together. They finished the movie, sharing good humor and a few laughs. Hoseok had decided to stay with them until six o'clock. Then he assured Jungkook that he would come back soon, in a few days. And as the black haired was taking a few days off, that was perfect. They could organize days without talking about murders. When Hoseok left, Taehyung went to cook. He had wanted to. Jungkook stayed with him, looking things on his laptop that the hazel haired couldn't see. The fact that Jungkook had tried to hide what he was looking at, was making the teacher intrigued. But he didn't insist. Because the black haired had simply said that it involved Taehyung, but it was a surprise. A little debate had took place, Jungkook had the final word. They ate dinner and went to sleep.

✦

A first week off had already passed. It was now friday, and it has been a few days since Jungkook had received the messages from the unknown person. He didn't think about it too much anymore, thanks to Taehyung. Since they were staying together, and talking a lot, time passed faster. It was sweet and pleasant. It was nothing stressing or boring, the two men were having a good time together. It's was really strange. The need to hate Jungkook wasn't here anymore. He was still resenting him for keeping him here but, it was so attenuated compared to when he had arrived. Staying with the black haired was no longer disturbing or unbearable. This came from the hazel haired's mind, it was by no means a game to the teacher, not even a fantasy, being held here at the younger's. He was simply acclimatizing. Jungkook was a good man, Taehyung was certain about it now.

Today, the hazel haired had started to read a book. He had already read a first one that he had almost finished. But before reading the end, the teacher had chose to start a new reading. Sitting on Jungkook's bed, his back against the main frame, Taehyung was focused on his novel. He had his glasses on the tip of his nose. Well, his new glasses. The black haired had bought them for him, three days earlier. While talking, Taehyung had spoke about the fact that he was used to read with glasses and Jungkook hadn't missed this detail. Hoseok came to supervise the hazel haired and the killer went to buy this new purchase. Of course, Jungkook didn't just go there right after to buy a random pair of glasses. They had talked about it before, and even if Taehyung had told him not to buy them, the professionnal assassin didn't listen.

However, there was a condition. The pair of glasses counted as a birthday gift. Jungkook couldn't contest, the older had been really firm on his decision. After a long quarrel between the two men, Taehyung had won. Jungkook gave in. And the pretty pair of glasses the black haired had bought him was beautiful. Simple but elegant, with golden branches. Another gift to excessive to the teacher's eyes. Jungkook had simply said that, the price he had payed was the normal price for a pair of glasses and that Taehyung didn't have to worry. The hazel haired didn't really believe Jungkook. But thanks to this newt gift, the hazel haired didn't have trouble reading for hours anymore, to his delight.

Thinking about this made Taehyung blush. The few hours he spent with Hoseok came back to his mind, along with what they had talked about. The horrible embarrassment ran through his veins as he was lost. He hoped for one thing, that the genius wouldn't tell anything to Jungkook. Otherwise, Taehyung was fucked. He didn't even know why he had talked about it with Hoseok. In reality, he did, the hazel haired knew. But now he felt embarrassed, despite the fact the Jungkook's best friend was a really sympathetic person.

✧

Laying on the couch, the teacher let out a sigh. The only person present with him, came to sit next to him, a muffin in hands. Some time passed before Hoseok decided to talk.

« Are you okay, Taehyung ? » He muttered.

« Yes I'm fine... Why ? »

« No but I mean, mentally. The fact that you're staying here. » Hoseok clarified.

The hazel haired straightened up on the couch, his eyes scanning the black haired.

« Mmh... Yes. I'm doing better. I don't hate Jk anymore, things between us became pleasant. »

Surprised by Taehyung's entreprenance, the black haired had a little shock. He then smiled.

« That's a good thing then. He breahed out. Jk is... Particular, that's true. He kills people to live, but he's far from being a monster. Hoseok muttered, proud of his best friend. He's cold, but when you are more interested in him, you realize that he's cool. Now that it's been a while since you arrived here, you must have noticed it, right ? »

Quickly, Taehyung tightened his hands together. The teacher's pupils were scanning to floor, under Jungkook's best friend's attentive gaze. Taehyung cleared his throat, before giving a reply.

« I'm getting to know him a bit more every day. I had trouble at first. But now it's fine. I like when he's sweet with me... I feel more safe. It's totally absurd what I'm thinking and... You must think I'm crazy. But it's not use hating him. And, if he didn't take me with him, people would've said that I was the murderer. That's actually the theory everyone is talking about on the news. »

Hoseok was attentive to every word Taehyung was saying, every sentence. He bit in his chocolat muffin, and he replied.

« I don't think you're crazy, Taehyung. I understand your reasoning. Jk is doing many things to... Make you appreciate him. He wants your well-being, your happiness. It matters to him. And it surprises me. Because Jk don't... Know anything about human relations. After this sentence full of truth, Hoseok captured the hazel haired's gaze in his. Don't tell him what I just told you, he'd kill me. » He started laughing.

« He wants me to appreciate him ? Really ? » Taehyung whispered.

« Yes, in a way. » Hoseok nodded.

« And... What do you mean, he doesn't know anything about human relations ? »

« Jk is a young man who grew up too fast. The genius voice sounded so sorry. He didn't have a normal youth. That's all I can tell you. The rest, it's his story to tell, if one day he wants to. If he does tell you, it means that he trust you with his whole being and that he... Would probably cares so much about you. Hoseok confided. Once again, it stays a secret between us, okay ? »

Amazed by what the black haired just told him, the teacher nodded in affirmation. Now that Hoseok had told him that, he had the terrible desire to know more, to dig more in Jungkook's past. Only, the hazel haired knew it was personal and important to the hitman's eyes. So he didn't want to seem impolite. Like Hoseok just advised him, Taehyung would wait for Jungkook to talk about it himself, one day maybe. And the teacher had some kind of adrenaline thinking about knowing more about the mysterious Jungkook.

« Lips are sealed. » The hazel haired laughed.

✧

The memory sent shivers to Taehyung. He thought about it almost every day. Jungkook wanted him to appreciate him. Appreciate in what way ? That was the real question. The torments were taking over the university teacher. Everything was blurry. First, Taehyung was perfectly conscious that Jungkook wasn't a sick man trying to take advantage of him. As time passed, he realized it. The black haired wasn't trying to pressure him, whether it was physically or mentally. About that, Taehyung wanted to talk about it with the killer. Just to hear his thoughts on the situation, so the literature teacher could think carefully.

« Taehyung, does it bother you if I work out here ? »

Suddenly, Taehyung looked up from his book, he let his eyes analyze Jungkook who had just stepped in the bedroom. Wearing a simple tank top a bit too tight, and sports shorts of the same colour. The black haired had a dangerous silhouette.

« No no, you can come. »

« That's my room after all, huh. » Jungkook teased him.

The hazel haired let out a smile.

« Of course. » He retorted.

In front of him, the killer put a bottle of fresh water on his nightstand. Quickly, Jungkook grabbed a sports mat from his wardrobe, which he put on the floor. Because of the assassin's arrival, Taehyung had stopped reading to observe what the younger was doing. He saw him get into a cladding position facing the floor, reading to do push ups. The teacher's black orbs didn't leave Jungkook, not even when he started his first round. He heard the black haired whispering numbers to himself, counting the push ups. Still watching, Taehyung put a bookmark in his book, before closing it. The book was put on the bed, as the hazel haired sat cross legged. Jungkook did fifty push ups, quite quickly.

« Do you do that often ? » Taehyung muttered.

« Yes. Jungkook sighed. Maybe once a week. But that's just the beginning of my session. »

« Why is it the first time I see you work out in a month and a half ? » Taehyung's hoarse voice asked.

« Because I did it when you weren't with me. The answer was simple. Did you stop reading ? »

« I'm taking a break. I'd like to talk with you, about something important. »

Upon hearing these words, Jungkook who was getting ready for a second round turned his head towards Taehyung.

« I'm listening. »

The hazel haired was finally going to be able to clear things up.

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Chapter 19 !

School is stressing me out :(( Someone please take my place :(

(AN: funny cause i wrote this more than one year ago when i was still in college😭 now i have a job🧍‍♀️)

Anyway, hope you liked it ! ♥

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