Feared Love | Taekook

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The two had safely made their way through the alleyway and into the party. Jimin looked around before getting bumped into by a very tall woman that was dressed very risque. "...Jimin did you drag me to a stripclub?" Taehyung asked, making the other man quickly shake his head. The woman that bumped into Jimin started laughing, with a very deep raspy voice. "This isn't a stripclub, this is a dragball!" She said, twirling her boa around. The two men exchanged confused glances. "...What's a dragball?" Taehyung spoke up, of all the type of shows he had studied he had never heard of a dragball before. "A party where dragqueens perform in front of drunk people basically." The woman said, Jimin and Taehyung were still confused. "...What's a dragqueen?"

"Oh silly, that's a man that dresses up like a woman and then goes and performs a show! We're entertainers." The two man started slowly nodding their heads, eyes still narrowed in slight confusion. "It'll become clear when the show starts." She eventually said, before walking off. "...That was weird."

"...Let's get drunk." Jimin suggested. "Good idea."

-

"Tae, look." Jimin smacked the tipsy Taehyung on his shoulder. Taehyung however brushed it off, too focused on what the dragqueens were doing on stage. "Tae." Jimin grabbed Taehyung's jaw, manually craining his head in the direction Jimin wanted him to look. Taehyung narrowed his eyes, slightly propping his glasses further onto his nose to see clearer. "Is that?"

"Jungkook? Yup." Taehyung saw Jungkook sitting in the audience, next to him was Hoseok, whom he had last seen when he got his hair permed. Apparently Jungkook has the ears of a god damn owl because his head snapped into their direction. Taehyung quickly ducking under their table. "Are you stupid?" Jimin hissed at him. "I don't want to talk to him." He grumbled lowly, trying to secretly get away from Jimin. He managed to escape to a room, catching his breath in relief before noticing where he was.

He was in the dressing room, all around him layed wigs, makeup, dresses and jewelry. A few of the queens turned around by the sound of the door opening, giving Taehyung a curious eye. "My oh my, he is handsome." One of them called out, another giving a slow whistle. "Wanna be a dragqueen?" A dragqueen asked, making eyecontact with Taehyung. "No thank you."

-

Taehyung left the dressing room with a full face of makeup, a classy wig and a beautiful dress. At least people won't recognize him. "....What the fuck Tae." Taehyung froze in his steps when he heard Jimin's voice from behind him. "He really just left me here like this. I'm just gonna go home..." He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, thank god Jimin didn't recognize him. Taehyung quickly hobbled away in his heels, catching his breath around the corner.

"Well that is an interesting sight to see." Taehyung's eyes bugged out, oh fuck no. Before he could hobble away his arm had been grabbed. "Didn't know you were a dragqueen Taehyung, never seen you here before."

"I was forced." Jungkook rolled his eyes before scanning him up and down. "Looks good, you pull it off well."

"....I'm going home."

"You're gonna get beat up the second you leave this alley with that on."

"...I'll try my luck, Jimin has already gone home anyway."

"Ah so it was you who ducked under the table." Taehyung glared at Jungkook, snatching his own wig and throwing it at him. "Now you're even more likely to get beat up."

"Jeon, shut up."

"I'll help you get home, I drove here... plus I didn't drink."

-

Taehyung sat in the car, holding his own clothes in his hands, glaring out of the window.

"When I thought you couldn't suprise me even more, you show up dressed like that."

"Shut. Up."

"...Uhm... the road to your house is blocked off." Taehyung facepalmed, he completely forgot about that. he lives near the end of the street as well, no way is he getting home unseen. "You can stay over at my place if you want."

"Absolutely not."

-

"The bathroom is to the right, you're lucky I still have makeupwipes laying in there." Taehyung didn't even spare a minute to ask why he had makeupwipes, he just sprinted towards the bathroom, locking himself in out of mortification.

"...So you don't need pyjama's?" Jungkook asked when he had quickly retrieved an extra pair of pyjama's from his closet. The door unlocked, a hand poking out, aggressively snatching the pyjama's before retreating back in and the lock going back on.

30 minutes later is when Taehyung finally returned from the bathroom, all the makeup finally being gone. "Can we talk about something?"

"...Never mention this to anyone." Taehyung warned, taking a seat on the couch, a bit away from Jungkook.

"I won't, your secret is safe with me.. I just want to know something entirely different." Taehyung raised his brow at Jungkook, cleaning his glasses with the shirt. "Why won't you at least give me a try."

"Because, listen up, it's illegal."

"Nobody needs to know."

"I'm not stupid Jeon, someone is bound to know eventually." Jungkook shrugged before crossing his arms. "I still think I deserve a chance."

"You don't." Jungkook huffed, snatching Taehyung's glasses away from him. "Give them back."

"Only if you promise to give me a chance." Taehyung quickly reached for his glasses, Jungkook just managing to lift them away. "I'm not a blind molerat Jeon, I can still see."

"One chance, if you don't like it I will most likely not try again."

"...Most likely?" Jungkook awkwardly laughed, he didn't expect to get caught in his choice of words. "You're not gonna get anything better than that." Taehyung rolled his eyes back before giving Jungkook an uninterested look.

"One chance?"

"One chance."

-

A/N

So uhm... y'all want a Q&A chapter perhaps? Where I like, answer all questions you have about the book, the plot, the characters, about me...

Just putting the possibility out there, you don't have to take up on the offer.

Just, if you want to have one, let me know. :)

Preferably here.