"I wish I'd have never even met you," Jeongguk spat, hand pumping just a bit faster, his tongue moving swiftly towards the other male's tip.
"Be quiet and swallow my fucking children, you slut."
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After a devastating breakup, the son of a cop finds...
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"Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jeongguk."
Shit. It was unbelievable. The professor had really paired him up with Taehyung. Of all people. Taehyung. Truly unbelievable. Jeongguk couldn't believe his luck.
He didn't quite know how to react. Part of him wanted to jump from his seat, raise his hand, beg the professor to reconsider. Tell him he'd do anything, extra assignments and all, just to make it happen. But frankly that would only pull too much attention to himself, and Taehyung's shrill gaze had him pinned to his seat.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, was all he could think in his head, hands clutched tightly in fists over his desk. So much for trying to avoid him. His nerves were over the edge, enough that he couldn't pay much attention to the rest of what the professor had to say. He'd gone on like this until class was over, and his accelerated heart beat had not yet had a chance to calm itself when Taehyung stood from his seat and walked right on over toward Jeongguk's desk with not a moment of hesitation. Yoongi followed close behind him, and the two men stood in front of the trio of friends.
Jeongguk watched with tilted brows as Hoseok gave a knowing nod to them, perhaps a subtle greeting to them as fellow gang members, and then Jimin suddenly held his hand out.
"We never properly met," the blond spoke up, plump lips puckering as he looked over at Yoongi. "I'm Park Jimin. In Western standards, handshakes are a sign of making one's acquaintance, so..." He waved his hand slightly and Yoongi stared solemnly at him before reaching to grasp it. His hand was bigger than the blond's, but not by much, despite the two's stark contrast in personalities. Jeongguk thought that was somehow endearing.
"Yes. Nice to properly meet you.." Yoongi mumbled, then released Jimin and handed him his phone. "We'll be working together, so... I'll need your number."
"Ah, right of course," Jimin flashed a friendly smile and reached for the device, unaware of the way Hoseok had been watching them with somewhat of dissecting eyes.
"Jeongguk," Taehyung then spoke next, his voice sending a single lengthy shiver down Jeongguk's entire being.
He drearily looked up. "Yes...?"
"Are you busy right now?"
"N-No.."
"Great. Then we should discuss our project, yeah?"
"Right now?" Jeongguk gulped.
"Yeah. I can't do so later."
Jeongguk looked between Jimin and Hoseok, who were too occupied in their own worlds to perceive the pleading look on his face, begging them to come up with some excuse to get him out of this.
