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_Title:_ "onsdhots"
_Genre:_ BTS Fanfic, 18+ OneShots, Romance, Erotica
_Description:_ it is a collection of steamy OneShots featuring the iconic BTS duo, Taehyung x Jungkook. Each episode is a self-contained tale of passion, love, and...
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Jungkook said in a low voice, "Sorry, Professor..." His eyes locked onto Taehyung's, a hint of mischief dancing in their depths.
Taehyung stood strictly, his eyes narrowing as he gazed at the weak test in his hand, the meager score of 25 marks staring back at him like an accusation. "Twenty-five marks, Jungkook," he said, his voice firm but laced with disappointment. "This is unacceptable. You're better than this."
Jungkook's smile grew, his lips curling up in a sly, seductive grin. "Maybe I was just... distracted, Professor," he said, his voice dripping with innuendo.
Taehyung's eyes snapped up, his gaze meeting Jungkook's. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them crackling like electricity. Taehyung's face grew hot, his mind racing with the implications of Jungkook's words.
"Distracted?" Taehyung repeated, his voice firm but betraying a hint of curiosity. "By what, might I ask?"
Jungkook's grin grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Maybe by the professor himself," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
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Taehyung's heart skipped a beat, his composure wavering. He felt like he was standing on treacherous ground, unsure of his next move...
Taehyung's eyes flashed a warning, his voice firm. "One more word, Jungkook, and you will get detention. Do I make myself clear?"
Jungkook's grin never wavered, his eyes sparkling with defiance. "Crystal clear, Professor," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Taehyung's grip on the test paper tightened, his knuckles white with tension. He could feel his control slipping, his anger and frustration simmering just below the surface.
Suddenly, Jungkook leaned in, his face inches from Taehyung's. "But is it worth it, Professor?" he whispered, his breath caressing Taehyung's ear. "Is keeping me in line really worth risking... everything?"
Taehyung's heart racing, his mind reeling with the implications of Jungkook's words. What did he mean? What was he insinuating?
The air seemed to vibrate with tension as they stood there, locked in a silent standoff. Taehyung's eyes locked onto Jungkook's, searching for answers...
