Heated Revenge (Taekook FF)

04❅ Nurse's Office

THIRD PERSON POV,

Everyday this week, Coach Sally had organized an early morning football practice in preparation for the weekend. Anyone not at the practices were off the team and would receive a month of early morning detentions. Was she allowed to give out detentions just for that? No one knew and no one was stupid enough to question her about it.

Playing football and being forced to listen to stupid Taehyung Kim yell orders at him was not how Jungkook wanted to spend his morning.

After the whole team had played a match together, everyone kinda just went their own way and did whatever training they wanted. It had to be some sort of training though or else Coach would rip you a new one.

"Did you do it?" Yoongi asked.

"Huh, did I do what?" Asked Jungkook. The two began passing a ball between them.

"Yesterday. You said you were going to prove that you weren't a bottom. I'm just curious if you did it, man." Yoongi smirked at him.

Had he proven he wasn't a bottom? He'd definitely dominated the locker kiss, the shower was a bit of a draw. Technically, couldn't Jungkook only discover if he was a bottom by having sex with Taehyung. It would be great for his revenge plan. Fuck him, get him attached then leave like nothing ever happened.

But was he really okay with the idea of doing it? With a guy? With Taehyung?

"No. I don't think I've proven it yet."

"Wait what? I was just joking, man. Are you actually trying to prove it? Like, for real?" Yoongi spluttered..

Jungkook completely fumbled the throw to Yoongi as he realized he may have admitted something. Something he didn't want anyone to know.

"Pfftttt. I was just joking too, bro. The look on your face right now. Hahaha! Priceless." Jungkook desperately tried to back track but Yoongi clearly wasn't buying it with the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"It's cool if you are like I'm not gonna judge. I'm just surprised is all. Also, you need to work on your lying abilities, your fake laugh is awful."

Yoongi looked past Jungkook and his teasing expression stopped, he looked scared. Jungkook wondered if there was a monster behind him, or even worse, Coach Lee.

"Also, also, I think Taehyung saw you fuck up that throw and is now coming over here."

"'m not lying!" Jungkook insisted. "Wait. What did you just say?"

"He probably said something about working on your throws." That stupid deep voice. Just the sound of it pissed Jungkook off.

"I can throw just fine, Kim." He spat.

"Only using my last name? That's not very creative of you. Yoongi go practice with Jimin whilst I give Jungkook a reminder on how to throw."

"Yeah, sure thing." Yoongi mouthed a quick 'sorry' to Jungkook, who just flipped him off in return.

"Your stance is all wrong. Spread your legs a bit more." Jungkook felt the heat of Taehyung's hands through his leggings as he ran his hand down Jungkook's thigh, making him shiver. "Now straighten your back more." A finger ran up his spine, pausing when it got to his nape. "And angle your upper body slightly." Both of Taehyung's hands now gripped Jungkook's waist and gently twisted him. Jungkook could feel Taehyung's breath on his neck and the closeness of his body behind him.

Wasn't this closeness a bit unnecessary? Jungkook couldn't remember a time Taehyung got this up close and personal during training.

"I know how to throw. Just because l don't do it like you do, doesn't mean I'm doing it wrong." It didn't come out nearly as intense as Jungkook was hoping, his voice was more hushed than threatening.