𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ||𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 ✔️

Chapter 3

Ignore the mistakes please 🤍
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Jk's pov:
Jungkook came to the washroom to wash his clothes, Nina also came after him, he was focused on washing the stain from his clothes, his movements methodical as he worked to remove the blemish. In the mirror, he caught sight of Nina's lingering gaze, her admiration evident as she watched him.

As he finished and turned to leave, Nina's sudden advance caught him off guard. Her lips crashed against his hungrily, but Jungkook remained unresponsive, his mind elsewhere. Sensing his lack of reciprocation, Nina abruptly pulled away, her attention diverted by something—or someone—else.

Following her gaze, Jungkook's eyes met those of a flushed and flustered boy, his features betraying a mix of embarrassment and awe. Jungkook couldn't help but smirk at the sight, finding the boy's reaction amusing and endearing.

As the boy hastily made his exit, Jungkook's smirk widened, his interest piqued by the unexpected encounter. With a playful glint in his eye, he watched the boy leave, his mind buzzing with curiosity about the intriguing stranger who had stumbled upon their moment in the washroom.

With determination in his stride, the ravenette pushed Nina aside and left the washroom, his mind fully focused on the impending basketball match. Joining his teammates, they engaged in a final conversation about the game, their confidence evident as they discussed strategy and prepared themselves mentally for the challenge ahead.

Jungkook's demeanor radiated calm and assurance. Despite the intensity of the competition, he remained unwavering in his belief in his team's abilities. His confidence soared as he visualized victory, his determination propelling him forward with unwavering resolve.
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Taehyung returned to his seat beside Jimin, his cheeks still flushed from the encounter he witnessed earlier.

"What took you so long? Hey, do you have a fever?" Jimin asked, reaching out to touch Taehyung's forehead.

The brunette recoiled slightly, his frustration bubbling to the surface. "N-nothing, I just got lost, and no, I don't have a fucking fever," he snapped, his voice louder than intended.

Startled by Taehyung's outburst, Jimin raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Whoa, man, why are you screaming at me?" he responded, taken aback by his friend's sudden change in demeanor.

Realizing he had overreacted, Taehyung quickly attempted to defuse the tension. "Nothing, just forget it. The match is starting," he said, eager to shift the focus away from his outburst and back to the excitement of the basketball game.

Finally it was time for the match to get started, both teams arrived at the court, the court erupted into cheers, most of the students were screaming 'Red Devils' and 'Jeon Jungkook', they were in awe of the captain's striking good looks and his confidence on the court, jungkook's aura was so magnetic, everyone in the court was drawn to him.

From the moment Jungkook entered, Taehyung's eyes were on him, and it looked like The ravenette was searching for someone in the crowd. Suddenly his search stopped and their eyes met.

The moment they locked eyes, the air between them crackled with electricity, neither of them could look away, they both felt a jolt of attraction, the sparks that flew between them were undeniable. then taehyung felt a hand on his shoulders and he was brought out of his thoughts, "Tae 'the Jeon fucking jungkook' was looking at you, i swear i saw it with my own eyes" jimin said shaking the life out of his friend, taehyung slightly panicked, "Are you in your senses? Why would he look at me?Stop this bullshit and focus on the game Jimina, it's starting" the brunette said, changing the topic.