BENT A'S | vkook

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Jk pov

"Don't block the way, bottom" he said, as i felt his hands snake around my waist, my mouth turning into an 'o' just when i was gonna open my mouth to say something, i was lifted by him, as i quickly placed my hands on his shoulders out of pure reflex, my cheeks turning into a dark shade of pink,

He swirled me around, like i weighed 2 pounds, it was when i felt my back being pressed on the cold wall, i winced at the touch, before looking up at the man, he smirked, as he dusted his hands on his shirt before taking the now empty stick out of his mouth, before walking away, not even sparing me a glance, i took a deep breath -

What the fuck just happened, what even is this guy-

I walked out of the distant corner, my face showcasing red, i made my way behind taehyung, following him. He stopped making me crash into his back, as i looked up noticing that we have reached the seats, taehyung didn't mind looking behind, glad he didn't, or he would have seen me following him like a puppy, gosh-

I hurried towards the corner seat embarrassed, ignoring jimin's chants feeling anxious, as i could feel i was getting stared at by many, my face feels hot, i just hope no one noticed,

I sat in a corner, I looked up once my breathing came back to normal, I gulped looking around, I wasn't the centre of attention anymore, good.

I looked around seeing taehyung side hugging a guy, as he waved before making his way towards the seats, he looked at me before shrugging mockingly, before making his way towards his pack,

It wasn't like I was disappointed, right or was i? But why did he have to fuvking carry me, pwould it be weird that he carried every new comer to that corner-

Yes that would be weird AF

I looked up shoving his thoughts out of my head, i looked up seeing many people giving high fives to the guy standing before the desk, he was more like leaning on it slightly, the popular kid was he-

I pulled out my phone from my bag, diverting my attention to it, 'ok class' i heard making me look up-

Of course, he was the fuvking club master. But he seems young to be one, who cares though-

'So as y'all know, your rooms are gonna be assigned based on a assignment given by us, the music club' he said, he tilted his head softly, as the students around starting clapping, making him grin;

'You know these days because of the pandemic, their has been a certain patterm between students, i have noticed them developing social anxiety or stage fear, its symptoms can having trouble talking to unknown people, not like being the centre of attention, or even being stared at, and the worst for a performer could be stage fear, the fear to go up on the stage, which is very important for y'all. Who want to grow up into incredible musicians or performers' he said, a part of me feared that he just looked threw half of the students lifestyle including me, i looked down playing with my fingers,

'And y'all know a school is meant to push and control students, oops haha i need the cctv recordings for the day-' he faked panic making the students chuckle, lame and idiotic.

'So from today onwards y'all are assigned to this project, and you can't say you dont wanna participe, like always you are blackmailed to the pulp, this project can easily drop your whole terms score by 30%' he continued before smiling slyly, as the toppers along the ocean of students gasped, even i could feel a tension grow inside me, 30% is NOT fuvking less-

'Ok so what the project is, ah i was waiting for this one-' he wiggled before making his way towards his laptop, presenting his ppt' before walking to the centre all over again,

' so yall would be paired with your fellow friends, to make up a band or a duet, and yall will be together for the rest of the year, as once in a while you would have to present a song, performance, or just show some growth, yall would be living together too, making your band more intimate' he said rubbing his hands over each, as my breath hitched, this means i'll have to share a room with some idiot, and even make music NO.

'You both would have given themes, by the end this would turn into a competition, the winners would get to go through just one audition to debut in hybe, just one which means you could easily skip all the trainings if you do good in this assignment' he said before leaning back on his table, a small smile on his face, as he looked threw the astonished faces of his students, whispering to each,

Just one audition to get into hybe thats sick- i thought to myself turning my head to a side out of a habit,

'Just one more drill, this person would just be one, out of a band or duet just a single one would go to hybe' he said, oooh of course.

'Im announcing the pairs and bands' he finishes, woow this is gonna be fun but what id i get a cold ass, arrogant homophobic roomate who doesnt even know how to sweep the floor- im going back to busan, i aint staying with no stranger- i was having a brain storm when-

'JEON JUNGKOOK' he called snatching me out of my thoughts, as i stood up right-

Running to the teachers desk, as i noticed others looking at me, making me slow my movements embarrassed, i just wanna throw myself out of the window, isn't this the third time this is happening,

'AND KIM TAEHYUNG' he said making me look up, as i noticed the silver haired standing up before making his way towards is, i just fuvking wish this is a dream-

'Here are your key cards' he said before placing them on the table, as my hands searched for them on the table, my eyes were too occupied staring into his soul, in the thought of waking up, as he grinned at my panicked expression,

'This new bitch is so lucky to share a room with kim tae, i would die for that shit-' i heard a random girl say, BITCH this is fuvking karma for the sins i never did-

I smiled blankly at the teacher before sprinting out of the class, now im living with a fuvking pervert, its ok you can always give it a try, but why though cuz 30% IS TOO fuvking MUCH-

I stopped when I reached the dorm building breathing heavily, I noticed the dorm number on ths key card, 69.

I looked through the papers realizing our room was on the 6th floor making it the 69th room, is this bullshit actually nasty or is it just me-

I huffed before opening the door to our no- my room, it had two single beds, two desks, others than that it had a small table for dining near the balcony, a small hallway which mostly resulted to restrooms, i took a deep breath, it can't be that hard right jeon jungkook, you have already came this far let's hope it doesn't go to vain because of that dumbass-

I looked back hearing the door open, kim taehyung, of course, he threw his bag on his desk, before sitting on the chair, as he checked out the room, he got his phone out of his pocket, diverting his attention to it, i gulped say something jungkook, he's your bandmate ew no that sounds bad, urgh just do it-

'Shall we get to know each other, lets play 21 questions, you go first' fuvk why do i always sound so desperate in front of him, my hands felt sweaty as he looked up at me, who the fuvk even plays that game jeon jungkook-

"Are you gay?"