Ship: Taehyung (d/t) × Jeongguk (s/b)
AU: high school
Word count: 2350
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Classes never went accordingly when Kim Taehyung decided to be an overgrown hormonal brat. Brains gone to waste. It was just the second half of the day when the rebellious red haired male got up in the midst of their calculus class.

"You over there! Kim Taehyung! Return to your seat and don't disrupt the class please... Not everyone understands without being taught!" Yelled their math teacher. She was completely pissed and worried about the time to finish her work, not that it bothered the male much. A complete nuisance to the teaching staff and the hot stuff at school. It was probably the gazes he received, the rank he sat at and the appearance he was blessed with that made him so cocky. Oh well.

Girls lay themselves bare for him, boys tried their way with him too. Too good an opportunity to let go while thinking you are straight. Nah, not to be passed.

"Kim taehyung ssi, at least reply to her before you decide to demonstrate just how much of a miscreant you like being seen as. Mid terms are in a week. Try to be considerate. Otherwise the council will have to take actions against you." Yelled their class president. Jeon Jeongkook, the year's second best. Student council president liked by everyone yet approached by none. He had this air of prudish attitude around him. Even when he would be a part of the dance club, his senior Jung Ho Seok, the dance club president, told him to relax his facial muscles bit more.

Taehyung turned around, walking to the male's seat. He had this smirk on his face that was so pretty yet mocking. It was almost challenging. His lean fingers brushed against the table edge so softly, yet the courseness of the wood didn't escape through the distance. Such sensitive skin. He tilted his head back by a degree or so, asserting slight dominance, like he was trying to show Jeongguk that his words made no impact on him whatsoever. Clear humour swimming in the lens hidden pupils.

"He--eh? Pretty president? You'll SUE me? Thats- I'm looking forward to the confession time with you~" he sang softly, voice reducing to a whisper towards the end, yet the stiffness increased. As if a silent jeer.

Jeongguk looked as calm as ever, like the tone and taunting gaze didn't make the hair at the back of his neck stand up. Why did Kim taehyung have to be such a tease again? Not that Jeongguk thought beyond this question ever. He felt that their cat-dog relation would end as soon as he would come know the true sense behind the annoying front. And he wanted to revel in the unnecessary mystery too. It made everything just that one notch better.

The class sat silently, eyes shimmering with the joy of having new stuff to gossip about. Usual school rumours and all. After all, it was not the first time people had noticed something between the two males. It happened whenever Taehyung would go through a break up with someone.

"Very well then, after school, we shall sit together and discuss your compensation. May I leave too Mrs. Choi? I shall get going with the preparations of the upcoming ball. This is the entire chapter's questions solved. So you need not worry about me." Jeongguk said, as he held out a packet of the said solved problems. He often did this and got out of lessons to finish his work as the council president. The teachers never minded because his work was impeccable.

Mrs. Choi took the packet and allowed him to leave. Taehyung followed wordlessly, leaving Mrs. Choi to let out a sigh and clap her hands to gather the lost attention of her students to continue with the class.
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"Why didja do that? Couldn't have just requested for a sick leave? Why do you disturb the class dynamics so often?" Jeongguk asked as they walked to the
Council room. No one would be there for an hour or two. Leaving enough privacy to them. Always at each other's throats but jeongguk was the only one the older male actually talked to. Obviously with a tone ever so disrespectful. Just yo show that he didn't care.

" Are you perhaps interested in me?"

"... Don't you perhaps flatter yourself too much?"

"That pause sure answered my question better than your words. "

Jeongguk turned around, a blank look on his face as he parted his pretty glossed chreey lips just a bit. He scanned taehyung from head to toe, eyes letting out barely a spark of the inner tempest yet so calm. He let it out just enough to let Taehyung know whatever he could comprehend. He trusted the older's reading abilities a lot, even though he never verbally admitted it. Taehyung cracked a half grin upon comprehension.

"It takes time to come up with questions as baseless as yours."
He said, licking his lips suggestively. They both knew where they were going with this game. It was fun to say something and mean the opposite. Oh and also to know that their actual intentions were not misunderstood. A secret kind of pact? Probably.

" Let's be honest for a moment Kay Jeon?"
"Sure Kim. Why don't you start?"

Taehyung let out a hearty laugh. He looked at the other males back and then smacked his pretty behind. It always looked so prominent, popping in his perfectly fitting red and black checked trousers. The pant's waistband was hugh and the school belt around it was so well fixed that it also accentuated the presidents tiny waist. Oh the number of times Taehyung got of to the thought of squeezing that tiny curve. The number of times Jungkook got off the thought of Taehyung holding him down at his waist as he plunged into him. The number of times Taehyung fixed his gaze at the gentle biconcave slope of his lower abdomen. The number of times Jeongguk flushed upon receiving the unrelenting gaze of the elder at his waist. The number of times Taehyung pinched it while they delved into the unsaid actions. Uncountable. And unspeakable. After all, it was just 'stress relief'. Today seemed to be just another day that required self relief...

"Lock the door." That's all it lol for Jeongguk to know what they would do in place of work. And it would be a lie to say that he wasn't expecting this.

He immediately locked the door once both got in. It was good that the student council room didn't have windows in the walls. It was just like a conference room for the council. With a bug desk in front of the door. That surely belonged to the president. And it was the place where Taehyung enjoyed to sit and watch the said president be a slut for his friend down there.

"Mi-Rae didn't last even a week huh?" Jeongguk asked knowingly. Of course he knew. The case with Mi Rae was not something taehyung liked getting muddled up in. The best example of a scholarship student mistaking kindness for love and then getting her feelings played with. Taehyung wanted physical relief pretty often. Father didn't let him slip up in even the dead of the nights. The 12th generation of the best businessmen. Although he could persue his hobby as a writer which not only earned him bills but also came because the man just had a knack of it, a way with words, he was always introduced as the son of the Kims, the business men.

Jeongguk was the son of The chief secretary at the Kim Corp. Also the assigned assistant to Kim Taehyung- the top model for the fashion brand under the Kim Corp. And the stress relief for the said model ever since puberty. A job he wasn't really paid for but so did he mind? Nope. He enjoyed the secret rendezvous. To no limits.

Once the door was shut and locked from inside, jungkook took off his blazer and started to loosen his the. Taehyung simply unbuttoned his shirt a bit from the top. Never did he wear the the around his neck. It was either at his waist or around his wrist. He never wore his name tag either, deeming himself popular enough to be known without it. But he always made sure Jeongguk was at the best of his appearance.

"You never find yourself to be the absolute epitome of what you detest?"

"You never think you ask way too much in spite of knowing it all?"

The situation yet again into a fitting yet overstretched pause. What a joke. It always seemed like Taehyung compromised but where exactly? As it Jeongguk was not aware. Probably more aware of his dapper, based needs but oh well, a sadist in the true sense even if he denied it.

"Back onto the desk."

"You won't the me?"
That's it. He lay the opponent's cards on the floor. As if it had been a piece of cake to suppress the want. But Taehyung merely laughed with a gentle yet predatorial cringe in his eyes. Sinful to no ends but since when was sin accustomed to limits?

"You think throwing your words around like that won't create any consequences for you? Do you ever think what you might be doing to me to make my patience wear so thin?" Taehyung questioned as he removed his tie to the the other male's hands behind him.

"N-not there, use my the..."

"Your gaze says otherwise? You do want my tie, don't you?"

"You say I speak a great deal. Why don't you shush me?" Jeongguk looked up with a soft glint in his eyes as he spewed the sweet filth.

Well Jeongguk was in for a ride. He was not aware that today, Taehyung was not going to be remorseful about anything...
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The last class for the day was coming to a delayed but much required end. After endless droning of the teachers fixated on drilling the textbook words into the rebelling minds of the students, it was pretty apparent that even they were tired of thus daily chore. But it was a different case altogether for the pair licked inside the student council room. 

"H-hyun- mmmph.... hyungie!" Jeongguk was writhing in the elders hold as he rocked into him mercilessly. They had been at it for way too long. Jeongguk's entire being ached and He was way too sensitive to enjoy any of it now. The male's hands were sore, too much for his liking from having been tied behind for so long. The the in his mouth had come undone with the amount of drool he was letting out and his uneven but plump cherry lips we're spit slicked. The male was in pain, yet his mind couldn't come up with any word of denial because he was doing something he had always wanted to. Rather he was letting anything being done to him by the man he wanted to submit to completely. But an act of submission was not to be taken lightly, nor for granted. Jeongguk was unaware, or way to serious to realise that this was harmful for them both. Taehyung had cried during there intimacy, he had cursed and he had been physical about his frustration. Not too hurtful but somewhere along his words of "shouldering too much hope and expectations" he had made the vulnerable younger believe that he himself was a cause of his anguish too. Now as Taehyung grunted again, releasing yet another time, his seed flowing out of the founder's abused entrance, jeongguk could simply not bare it mentally anymore.

"Take it like the bitch y-you are-- Take it all. Im - tired, so should you be, foll-owing me around everywhere ready to spread yourself-  you want me like them too-"

"BLACK! B-black!!" JEONGGUK had yelled. He had never expected the elder to have delved into the thought that Jeongguk wanted him for benefits of any kind. He prided himself over the fact that all he wanted was Taehyun's well- being and this had made his chest muscles quench way too hard under the hormones inducing anxiety. No longer could he bare the brunt of Taehyung's unconscious hatred and the line was crossed.

He kept sobbing loudly and just as his eyes started to loose their shine, Taehyung registered what he had done. A sharp pang of shock at his lack of endurance, his lack of control and his lack of tact singed through his sinews, he came to a faltering halt. What exactly had he done for he younger to have started to shake in tears- for him to cover his face and feebly try to push him away. What had he done to smell the sick stench of copper in the air. Wait, that was not something usual. As soon as he caught on and whipped his head to see the damage he had inflicted on the boy beneath him physically, Taehyung almost lost his calm again.

The sweet jeongguk, who did everything in his powers to alleviate his troubles was wrecked beyond immediate remedy. He was bleeding and his muscle sphincter seemed ripped and He could now feel jeongguk painfully clench around him so as to push him away. His baby was in pain. Because of him. Because of his uncontrolled anger and because of something jeongguk didn't deserve after being what he was to him. An angel.

A fresh batch of tears flooded his water line and He let out a strangled sort of noise. The amount of pay. He felt in that moment. The amount of guilt. But the worst was the look of doubt in Jeongguk's eyes as he looked at him in fear. As if Taehyung would continue to do him with no care and blame him for all he didn't do.

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After care in next chapter. This does happen. Read on for tooth rotting fluff ><