My hot senior (Taekook)

Chapter 22

"Taemin! You! I didn't saw you as such type of student. Well pack you stuff and Jimin, dear you are new here so you shouldn't sit beside him. Umm...you can sit beside your senior Suga as for now and taemin you come here sit in front. Hurry!" Professor scolded taemin while he softened his voice for Jimin making him sit beside Suga which he did not to make it awkward for taemin who immediately dashed to the first seat feeling little embarrassed.

Jimin passed a small smile in acknowledgement while other gave a nod. The class continued as he noticed older's eyes are on his hands.

"Do you also want to take a look, senior?"
He asked knowing very well why his hand is getting sudden attention. Suga didn't waste time in grabbing the hand in his. Through out the lecture he figured that older has a cat personality, curiosity for shiny things by the way he kept the hand. It'll be lie if he said he didn't liked the way other touched and caressed his hand. The butterfly kept erupting whenever he felt fingers on his, the touch gaved electric feeling that he had to put his palm on mouth not to make his smile obvious while looking the other way.

"That was fast" Jungkook murmured when his eyes randomly met this sight while he was trying to avoid eye contact with Taehyung because of shyness.

"What is fast?"

Jungkook turned to see lips just few milimeter away from his, breathe hitting his face as eyes landing on his while taehyung being not obvious about the situation raised his right eyebrows. He snapped turning to the side with wide eyes. Does he not care about my sanity? He tried to breathe and older still looking his way observing every action.
"What is fast Jungkook?" Again.. it's not time to simp on the way my name sounds!

He almost forgot the question in his own misery.
"About Jimin he..he came fast I thought he'll be late"

Taehyung hummed moving closer to glance at the direction clearly where he is facing, one hand was behind Jungkook's back seat and one on corner. Almost cornering him on seat and face which was so close that if he turn will leave a peck on cheeks still he dared to glance. He noticed the features trying to remember each one as possible as it was the first time he was this much close. The darkest pair of brown eyes with a mole underneath left one which were shining in the light, straight long nose with a mole at the end round curve and the perfect cupid bow thin lips with another mole on right corner of lower lip which started moving. He tried to understand why lips are moving or indicating too engrossed to notice other is talking to him.

Taehyung noticed the said person is sitting beside Suga but what caught his eyes his the hands which were placed under the desk mainly his friend caressing them. He's following his own advice after pestering me. You're fast yoongi.
He thought but soon remembered the person yoongi was sad and sulky. Did he moved on, if he did then I'll not pester him too.

"I guess our friends are enjoying eachother's company" he whispered trying to tease the younger not minding the closeness at all but soon frowned in lack of response.

"Take a picture it'll stay longer"
Jungkook snapped out of the daze to look up at playfull eyes.
"Huh!" His eyes blown wide like a deer caught in red light.
"You are innocent or acting to be"
He noticed how younger didn't shy away this time about the closeness which he was decreasing by leaning on, noticing the confusion on younger's face.
"Innoc- what" Jungkook spoke almost like a whisper not able to think meaning of the words after noticing the close proximities between them but he can't turn away now cause if he did something will touch his lips and it's not a hard guess. So he excepted his fate by gulping hard as older keep leaning in searching something in his eyes. .
"Nothing!" Innocent indeed.
He noticed how dazed was younger ready for one command, the submissive look which made him feel dominance. He always had that effect on people but witnessing it on younger seemed different because he himself felt falling in trance, the urge to do something but soon leaned away and sat straight.