Everlasting Commitment: TaeKook

Chapter- 07

Taehyung and Namjoon strolled down the corridor, their basketball practice behind them. Engaged in conversation about recently released songs, they both entered their class together and noticed that the class was vacant except for one student who was sitting in the corner, surrounded by a heap of papers. Taehyung recognized the boy but ignored him and went to sit at his desk, burying himself in a textbook.

Namjoon also noticed the boy and asked, curiously, "Jungkook! What are you doing here all alone?" and sidled towards Jungkook.

Jungkook was startled by Namjoon's voice and looked up from his papers. He explained in a soft voice, "Mrs. Lee gave the assignment to redecorate the notice blackboard. I asked others for help, but everyone vanished faster than smoke in a storm! and Jimin will join me later."

Offering assistance, Namjoon suggested while smiling, "Can I help you?". Jungkook's face lightened up and he nodded his head in agreement.

Turning to Taehyung, Namjoon proposed, "Tae, let's help him."

Taehyung, displaying his trademark coldness, retorted, sarcastically, "I'd help anyone but him." Jungkook glared at Taehyung, refocusing on his work.

Namjoon sighed, rubbing his temples. "Tae, why this icy wall around him? Why make him the target of your frostbite stares?"

Taehyung replied curtly, "Ask him yourself." Jungkook snapped, "Mr. Kim Taehyung, I don't need your help."

Namjoon sighed, "Why do you always make him mad?" Taehyung chose silence, opting to read his notebook.

Now Namjoon and Jungkook discussed plans to make the notice board attractive and motivational.

Hours meandered, filled with the soft murmur of Namjoon and Jungkook's brainstorming. They debated motivational quotes, giggled over wonky cat drawings, and transformed the blank board into a battlefield of ideas. Taehyung, a lone sentinel on the sidelines, remained lost in his notebook.

Suddenly, Jungkook's plea sliced through the air. "Namjoon, can you draw? It's a lot, and I can't complete it alone today."

Namjoon grinned, drawing a misshapen blob with the flourish of a maestro. "Behold, the finest pig this side of the Milky Way! Does it count?" then he asked innocently while looking at his masterpiece.

Jungkook burst into laughter, his bunny teeth twinkling like stars. "I don't think so,

"Sorry, Jungkook! I can't draw very well." Namjoon said Apologizing for his drawing skills.

"It's okay, and thank you so much for helping me, unlike some other classmates." Jungkook stretched his last sentence, tauntingly directing it towards Taehyung.

Taehyung, the volcano simmering in the corner, slammed his notebook shut and placed it on his desk.

He stormed to the board, silencing his only weapon. His fingers danced across the surface, transforming the space into a vibrant tapestry. Flowers bloomed, butterflies took flight, and words of encouragement soared, painted in hues of hope and inspiration.

Jungkook's jaw dropped. "You... you can draw?" he stammered, awe coloring his voice.

Taehyung smirked, a ghost of a smile gracing his lips. "Unlike some other classmates," he answered while repeating Jungkook words, his voice laced with playful mischief.

Jungkook giggled after hearing Taehyung's words, revealing his bunny teeth, grabbed a piece of chalk, and joined Taehyung, their hands weaving magic on the blackboard, a silent truce formed in the language of art.

and started drawing alongside Taehyung. Namjoon observed, smiling at the unfolding scene.

Namjoon watched, his heart swelling with quiet joy. The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, mirroring the warmth blossoming in the classroom. Three boys, once divided by unspoken wounds, now stood united and immersed themselves in redecorating the blackboard newsletter.