CRIMSON LIES (TAEKOOK)

9.(LIZARD)

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**Taehyung's POV**

Taehyung couldn't help but breathe in the scent of Jungkook's jacket as he covered his body with it. There was something strangely comforting about the fragrance-something familiar, like a whisper in the wind that made his heart skip a beat. He wasn't sure why, but it made him feel a little less alone.

As he walked back to the field, he was greeted by his coach's voice. "Where's your Taehyung Kim?" the coach asked, raising an eyebrow as Taehyung stood frozen in place.

Taehyung, momentarily lost in his own thoughts, replied, "Honorable man, the dulcet tones of nature..."

Coach groaned. "Alright, Shakespeare, just call it nature's call. Now, get to team Dazzla's line, A, now."

When Taehyung returned to his teammates, Jimin eyed him with concern. "What happened? Why did Jungkook drag you out like you were a shark loan defaulter?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

Taehyung mumbled, his cheeks turning pink. "My translucent t-shirt... he kind of helped me with it... but it was showing my black bra and... my boobs. Look at his jacket, though."

Jimin raised an eyebrow. "So, did he find out you're a real hermaphrodite?"

Taehyung's pout deepened. "I guess he can guess based on my body type. What if, after learning the truth, he dislikes me? I don't really care because I love who I am, but... it would still hurt like hell."

Jimin's expression softened, and he leaned in, offering a comforting smile. "I don't think that's the case. He clearly knows you better than you think. Besides, he helped you and gave you his jacket to protect your priceless body. That jacket? It's a sign, Tae. One day, that body will belong to Jungkook. Wink wink."

Taehyung flushed, remembering the moment when Jungkook had assisted him. Naked thoughts flooded his mind, and he was instantly embarrassed.

Jimin, sensing the shift, smirked playfully. "Whoa, calm down, Mr. Kim. Or should I say Mr. Jeon?"

Taehyung quickly snapped out of it. "Stop! Nothing crossed my mind!" he protested, though his cheeks were a little too red to be convincing. "By the way, Jimin... is this the first time it hurts?"

Jimin, in a dramatic tone, responded, "Oh my, Virgin Mary."

With his crush's jacket wrapped tightly around his chest, Taehyung wasn't in the mood to continue the banter. He crossed his arms, pouted, and stormed off, muttering about his "bitch of a friend" as he went.

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As Taehyung walked toward the canteen to grab an energy drink after the sports period, he was startled by something near the janitor's room. His heart skipped a beat as he muttered, "Why? Why does this keep happening to me?" before running off, confusion swirling in his mind.

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That night, Taehyung lay in bed, consumed by thoughts of what he had seen near the janitor's room. His mind was in turmoil, torn between what was right and wrong. As he spiraled, his mother knocked on the door.

"Ae Ra!" she called, her voice sweet and concerned. "Sweetheart, is everything okay? I just wanted to let you know that mum and I are going to Gwangju tomorrow for training. We'll be back in one night. You can either go to Jimin's or invite him here. It's fine."

Taehyung, still deep in his thoughts, responded, "Jimin? I'm not sure. I think I'll manage."

Suddenly, Ae Ra's eyes widened as she asked, "Did you two fight?"

Taehyung gave a half-hearted nod. But before he could say anything more, the door opened again, and Taesha walked in, looking around curiously. "What's happening? You never share your delightful tea with me."