Feared Love | Taekook

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It was the Monday after, school was starting again. Taehyung walked into the school in his usual work attire.

Avoid Jungkook. Avoid Jungkook. Avoid Jungkook Avoi- "Goodmorning."  Jungkook. Taehyung slowly turned to look at the man who matched his steps. "Had a nice weekend?" He had his usual bunny smile plastered across his face, same as Taehyung's usual glare upon seeing him.

"Leave me alone."

"Oh come on, we shared a moment and now you're back to your usual self."

"If you truly liked me you would like my usual self." Taehyung retorted, beginning to make bigger steps. "I do, but I'm not so sure that your usual self likes ME."

"You'd be correct." Jungkook playfully rolled his eyes before leaning his arm on Taehyung's shoulder. "Mister Kim might not like me, but Taehyung does."

"Since when does Namjoon not like you?" Jungkook put a mocking smile on his face. "Oh, very funny. You know I meant you."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Jungkook let out a sigh, abruptly opening his classroom door and pulling Taehyung in with him. "What are you d-" Jungkook planted a kiss on Taehyung's lips, pulling the man closer by his waist.

"There, now you know what I'm talking about." Jungkook turned on his heel, putting his bag on top of his desk. Taehyung stood frozen in place, holding tightly onto his bag. Jungkook stopped unbagging his stuff, raising a brow at Taehyung. "You're blushing."

His eyes widened, Taehyung's hands quickly finding their way to cover his cheeks. Jungkook snickered, placing some papers on table. "Cute."

The door to the classroom opened, the principal barging in. "Mister Jeon, we have to discuss some- Mister Kim what are you doing here?"

"We were discussing something about the homeroom students, what is it sir?" Jungkook answered nonchalantly. The principal turned to look at Taehyung, who got the hint to leave the classroom and go to his instead. Mister Longstreet's eyes followed Taehyung out of the door.

"I wanted to have the report of the fire you made." The principal folded his arms over one another. Jungkook let out a sigh before fishing out his map from his bag. "I tried my best, this is the first time I ever had to make one so, forgive me for mistakes."

"It's fine." He rolled the papers up and stuck them in his jacketpocket. "Did Mister Kim look off to you as well?" Jungkook pursed his lips, pretending to think. "No? What seemed off to you?"

"He was quite red... Would he be sick again?"

"He seemed fine to me." The principal shrugged, bidding Jungkook farewell.

-

Seokjin stood at the desk, helping one of the employees with the administration. His day had been going just as normal, however suddenly a familiar figure showed up in front of him. "Seokjin." They called out. Seokjin looked up from his work, his eyes meeting his ex's. "Helen."

"I have to ask you for a favor." She said, innocently twiddling with her curl. "What must that be?"

"I have to make a trip with my family for a month, can you keep the children for that long?"

"I think the children would enjoy a trip." Helen rolled her eyes. "It's business related."

"I work fulltime, I don't have time to take them over." Helen shushed him, waving off his worries. "I'll let my father put you on paid leave until I'm back. I don't trust my babies with a stranger."

"Okay then, I'll take them from you for a month." She happily clapped her hands. "Great! I'll drop them off tonight."

-

Drop them off she did, she put them in front of the door, rung the bell and left. Only hours after is when Seokjin returned from work and saw them sitting, shivering from the cold.

"Next time you drop of the children, at least make sure I'm home. I had to make overhours."

"It's not that big of a deal Seokjin."

"They're 4 and 7, anyone could've taken them. Plus, it's winter, they could've gotten hypothermia if I had taken longer to get home."

"Stop whining. They're fine. This is exactly the reason I divorced you. You complain too much."

"Goodbye Helen."

"I'm not done y-"

Seokjin had hung up, looking over at his two angels that were peacefully sleeping in their beds. He had wrapped them up in nice warm blankets after their warm bath so they could recover hopefully safely from the cold. "Goodnight angels, daddy loves you." He whispered, pecking both of them on their forehead. He looked over them once more before closing the door to their bedroom.