letters and lavenders |Tk

|four|

Taehyung was a mess inside. That lavender scent mixed with the body heat of Jungkook himself in all his glory had Taehyung's blood going crazy and flowing at a dangerously fast pace towards the wrong area.

Without a second thought, he ran. He ran after throwing his books on the ground in panic. He ran as far away as possible from Jungkook and his stupidly sensual lavender smell and his equally so stupid pretty face and big buff body.

Jeon Jungkook proved himself to be a much more dangerous existence in Taehyung's life than Taehyung could ever have thought. That man had Taehyung sitting in the school's washroom in a stall with a raging boner. Taehyung couldn't believe the absurdity of the situation. He was hard. At school. And only by the smell of his crush's perfume.

This is not good.

Taehyung had an unexplainable urge to bash his head against the stall door or just drown himself at this point. This was so embarassing. He had run away from Jungkook as if he was monster with 3 legs for a face. And in the path of his noble marathon he had very nicely pushed Minwoo and had him fall on his ass. As satisfying as that was, Taehyung was sure to be dead today.

Above all, Taehyung was getting late for his class but fuck his damn boner. The last thing he wanted to do was jerk off in the school washroom but his boner wasn't going away naturally either. He tried to think about disgusting things (example: Minwoo, Han dancing, Hyun-jae in a bikini shoot, etc.) but Jungkook and his fuckin lavender perfume were all that his mind was clouded with.

In that moment's frustration Taehyung just randomly slapped his dick, as if asking it to behave and soften again. Wrong move though. It hurt.

"Fuck!" Taehyung moaned out, quickly covering his mouth at the realisation that he might have been a little too loud.

"Huh? Anybody there?" Shit. Someone was there inside. Taehyung wanted the ground to split and swallow him whole.

"Yes." He stuttered out after hearing the person's footsteps coming closer to his stall.

"What was that? Are you doing something inappropriate in there?" Damn the person had no filter.

"Ah, no. It was just a long one that was stuck which came out." What the actual fuck Taehyung? Shame and embarrassment had become his life-long companions now.

"Oh. Okay then. All the best with the rest then." The guy laughed and walked away understanding the relief of the situation.

Taehyung breathed out a sigh of relief once the guy was gone. That could've been dangerous. But one good thing that did come out of the situation was the fact that Taehyung wasn't hard anymore.

He got out of the stall to go to his class. He was extremely late. As he ran through the corridors he suddenly remembered that it was History right now.

"Right. Mr.Cha has taken a leave at the moment." That was a relief. His teacher was absent so Taehyung wasn't actually late. He then took his own time to go to his class, completely forgetting about his books which he threw at Jungkook's feet when he ran away from him.

"You are late Taehyung." Hyun-jae said as soon as Taehyung entered the classroom. The said male just bowed his head lightly and apologised before walking towards his seat.

As he was walking he noticed Minwoo glaring the fuck out of him. Right. He had pushed Minwoo on his ass. Taehyung was gone today. It was Hyun-jae's presence which kept him alive at the moment but once Hyun-jae leaves the class to submit today's attendance, he is a goner.

"Taehyung!" He heard an unfamiliar yet attractive voice call out to him, waving from his place. Oh. It was Jungkook, waving at him with a poker face.

"Your books", he said as he lifted up the books Taehyung had oh-so nicely offered at his feet to make a run.

Did the older male blush because of the embarassment which came while thinking back to the situation.

The owner of these books just walked slowly towards his crush, head down in shame, as he grasped the books from Jungkook's hands. Damn. His hands were really pretty. Almost resembling the ones he saw in his dreams every night, but even nicer.

'Shut up Taehyung. No. Do not get a boner right now', he thought to himself as he bowed towards Jungkook in apology. "I am so sorry for today morning." He uttered and just ran away from Jungkook again, not waiting for his response.

The younger just sat there looking at him in bewilderment wondering just why Taehyung keeps running away from him.

Soon Hyun-jae got up to submit today's attendance, asking Jungkook to tag along so that he can give him a tour of the school at the same time, thus leaving Taehyung to his demise. Now he could neither stare at Jungkook's pretty head from the back nor sit in the class without getting bullied.

"Class be sure to behave while we're gone." Hyun-jae warned before leaving, turning towards Jungkook with a friendly smile.

"So Taehyung." Minwoo turned and walked towards him, cracking his knuckles and glaring at his target. "The fuck were you thinking when you pushed me, huh!?" He shouted in anger, grabbing a hold of Taehyung's hair. The latter just whimpered in pain, knowing that his day now will be utter shit.

Minwoo harshly banged Taehyung's face onto the table, hurting his nose in the process and also breaking his glasses.

Taehyung cried out at the pain, grabbing Minwoo's hand which was holding his hair, trying to pry it off, but Minwoo wasn't done yet. He harshly threw Taehyung onto the ground before stepping on his school uniform.

"We haven't serviced you for a while so you are getting ahead of yourself?" Minwoo was mad as fuck. His hips hurt because of Taehyung and he had an important hockey game today at his club.

Taehyung aggressively shook his head, trying to get out of Minwoo's shoes crushing his stomach painfully.

This was so humiliating and painful. Taehyung truly could never like this school. The only reason he was holding on was his father. He did not want to worry that man and he wanted to graduate from this school to make his father proud.

"I am sorry Minwoo, I did not mean to. I was just in a hurry-" his apologies were cut off by a kick to his face.

"I do not fuckin care about your hurry you damn whore. What I care about is the fact that I got hurt because of your damn mistake." With each word that Minwoo spoke, his weight on Taehyung's stomach increased, making the latter want to throw up.

Taehyung didn't believe in the existence of Gods but at the moment he was praying desperately to them to be saved.

Looks like the Gods heard him. The gates of the classroom slid open and Jungkook walked, taking in the scene in front of his eyes in astonishment.

"What the actual fuck are you doing?" He asked, a certain anger and disgust evident in his voice.
Minwoo looked at Jungkook before taking his feet off Taehyung's stomach and then making his way to the male who called him out.

He slung his arm across Jungkook's shoulder in a buddy-buddy manner but that continued to fuel Jungkook's anger.

"Just teaching him a lesson. He fucked up my hips and I have an important game today. He ought to be punished for his wrongs, right?" Oh Minwoo was such an ass.

Jungkook took a deep breath before shrugging Minwoo's arm off his shoulder. "This is just wrong you damn fucktard. Are your braincells dead?", he said as he walked towards the injured male.

"Here, let me help you up." Jungkook said before grabbing Taehyung's waist with one hand and Taehyung's arm with his other to help him up on his feet.

Oh. The lavender scent.

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jungkook being taehyung's
knight in shining armour.

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