Melting Softly [[Taekook]]

Chapter 2

Jungkook couldn't bear the weight of the person on top of him any longer. With a strained grunt, he let out a sharp yelp, "Ahhh!" Gathering all the strength he had, he pushed the person off him, finally freeing himself from the awkward position.

"Hey, you!" the voice called out,. It was the same boy he had seen this morning-the one who had gotten out of the car with his friend, the one who looked like a celebrity.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed into a cold glare as he stood up, brushing off the dust from his hoodie. "What the hell is your problem?" he muttered, his words laced with irritation as he threw a curse in his direction. He pushed himself upright, wincing slightly as a sharp pain ran through his shoulder. He winced, holding onto it as he started to turn to walk away, eager to escape the embarrassing situation.

But before he could take another step, the boy grabbed his wrist, forcing him to stop.

Jungkook's reflexes kicked in. Without thinking, he swung around, using his strength to throw the boy back onto the floor with a force that made the surrounding students gasp in shock. The boy hit the ground with a thud, groaning in surprise, and Jungkook gave him one final glare, his expression cold and unamused.

The boy on the floor whined as he tried to sit up, but Jungkook didn't spare him another look. With a flick of his wrist, he turned and walked away, leaving the group of students murmuring behind him.

The boy on the floor was still whining loudly, his voice growing louder as he exaggerated the pain for everyone to hear. "Ahhh, my back! My poor back!" He dragged out each word dramatically, his groans echoing through the hall. The surrounding students couldn't help but snicker at the scene unfolding.

Suddenly, another figure appeared, pushing through the small crowd that had gathered around them. He was a bit shorter than the first boy, and as he walked forward, his laugh could be heard before his face even emerged from the crowd. "Yaa, Kim Taehyung, are you really whining like that? You look ridiculous!" The boy doubled over with laughter, clutching his stomach as if he were about to collapse from how funny he thought the scene was.

The boy on the floor, now identified as Kim Taehyung, stopped his exaggerated whining immediately. His eyes narrowed in mock annoyance, and with a smirk, he reached down and grabbed his friend by the shoulders, yanking him toward the ground. "You think it's funny, huh?" Taehyung said, his grin widening as he locked eyes with the boy.

The boy, Park Jimin, was still laughing uncontrollably, completely unaware of what was coming next. "You are so dramatic, Taehyung-ah! You-AHHH!" Jimin's sentence was cut off as Taehyung began tickling him mercilessly.

"Take this for laughing at me!" Taehyung said, his voice filled with playful malice. Jimin squirmed beneath him, trying to push his hands away, but Taehyung had him locked in a perfect tickling grip.

Jimin's laughter echoed through the hallway. "Yah! Stop! This isn't funny!" He gasped for air between bursts of laughter. "I'm-hah-gonna-hah-die from this!"

"No, no, no! You're just getting what you deserve," Taehyung teased, giving Jimin's sides another relentless tickle. "You think it's funny watching me fall on my face? I'll show you how funny this is."

Jimin finally managed to squirm out of Taehyung's grip, breathless and wiping away tears from his eyes. "You're crazy," he said between giggles. "I'm never laughing at you again, okay? I promise!"

As Taehyung dusted off his clothes, he stood up, trying to act as if he wasn't in excruciating pain just a few moments ago. He grabbed Jimin's hand and pulled him to his feet.