Jeon Jungkook is a student in Tae's college oblivious that his professor Kim has an insane crush on the tattooed boy.
But fate takes a different turn when their true selves are revealed.
Tae is a CAKE & Jungkook is a FORK.
If they are triggered or...
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After the kissing incident almost, a week passed by but Jungkook didn't turn up in front of Tae. He was so ashamed of attacking one of his teachers. So ashamed of losing his control like some wild animal.
His heart broke when he saw Tae running out of the classroom crying after Jungkook forcibly kissed him. He decided to maintain a distance from him.
But that was not possible, was it?
Tae was on cloud nine when he didn't encounter Jungkook for a week. Because he had read almost every book related to Cakes and Forks. And he knew once their real forms are activated, it would be difficult, impossible for them to stay apart. Specially, for the forks. But Jungkook was nowhere to be found. Perhaps this was for the best.
With a smile on his face, he exited from the college. The exams were over – the students weren't visiting the college anymore. It was just the teachers – correcting papers.
Taking a bus, Tae headed to his home. He was excited since Kay – Jimin's wife – had given him some of the kimchi fried rice she had cooked. She was the best cook in the world. In fact, her cooking reminded Tae of his mother's cooking.
He bought some fruits from the market and walked towards his house. The smile on his face vanished when he saw Jungkook sitting by the stairs of his building.
The bag of fruits was going to slip from his hands. Jungkook looked pathetic but hot.
Was it even possible?
He looked like he had not slept for months, his eyes reddish, bags under his eyes. The hair was unspeakable and unmanageable. The boy needed to comb his hair ASAP or he would have to go bald. The hair had grown too a little in just a week. And that body. Tae knew looking at the body that Jungkook wasn't eating but just working out.
"Um – Mr. Kim," Jungkook walked ahead and this time remembered his teacher's name.
How could he not remember? Or mug that name? This is the only name that was stuck on his lips since that kiss. He couldn't take Tae's face out of his mind. What had this man done to Jungkook?
Jungkook had lost the number of times he had moaned that name jerking off. But masturbation wasn't helping him. He wanted his hands on that body again. He wanted to smell the man, taste the man, lick his every inch.
"Jun – um – Mr. Jeon?" Tae licked his lips and decided to keep it as formal as possible, "What you doing here?"
Sighing, Jungkook blinked to stop the tears and his frustration. He could smell the man so well even from distance – even with so many clothes on.
"I – I need to talk to you if you don't mind. Please – just – just 5 minutes."
Tae nodded his head but Jungkook looked up at the windows and houses.
