Twice/BTS JYP High

A Futile Search(V)

Taehyung could feel sparks shooting through his entire body.

He had never felt a sensation such as this before.

If only I had known earlier...

The boy regretted that he hadn't bothered to listen to his feelings earlier. Who would have thought he'd have been so lucky that it ended up this way.

Pressing someone else against a locker, sharing a bit more than just a friendly conversation.

In fact, the voice whispering against his collarbone, the breath echoing against his neck, and the rough hands clutching desperately to his back were just about driving him crazy.

It also didn't help that the passion the two boys shared felt so driven it seemed almost... Violent.

Locked in a rhythm, the taller of the pair grabbed the others hair, and attacked his lips so vehemently it seemed as if he would never see him again. It was only equally reciprocated by the shorter.

The lust that consumed the two was so strong that Taehyung didn't even notice someone was hitting him until he heard her cry of frustration.

"Get-humph-Away-humph-From-hermph-My Friend!" The thuds of the weak punches she was throwing at the boys echoed down the hallway.

Confused, the boy immediatly pushed away from that whom he was so eagerly close to a few seconds before, and held up his hands in front of him, trying to block the hits the girl was attempting. He was so confused, he couldn't react or respond with anything but blatant defense until the girl sunk to her knees, sobbing into her hands.

"What the hell..." He muttered to himself, his mind muddled beyond reach.

"Hajima! Hajima, please! Why do you have to hurt my friend?" The girl croaked out, tears streaming down her face.

"Um... Jimin, do you know this girl? I thought her name was Tzuyu or something..." A blurry memory of shaking hands with her on the first day popped into his mind. Still confused, he looked at who he had just been kissing, and raised his eyebrows. Jimin, still flustered, and breathing heavily, nodded.

He stood up from where he had been leaning against the lockers, and bent down to match the girls current height.

"Tzuyu-ah," He mumbled, recognizing the girl's beautful brown hair, "What in the world are you doing?"

"He just-he was just," The girl choked out between gasps of breath. "He was bullying you and I had to stop him and-"

"Wait wait wait, what?" Jimin cut her off with a dismissive wave of his hand. "He wasn't bullying me or whatever. We were just.. Um..." He looked up at V, his face visibly uncomfortable.

Well, this is awkward... V thought to himself.

"Wait a minute," The girl's head lifted, revealing a tear stained face. "Were you guys... Kissing?" Her laughter filled the air around them. "Actually, making out seems more appropriate. Thats hilarious. Why didn't I notice?" She giggled. "You guys are so violent. I'm surprised you didn't just slam each other onto the floor and continue from there." More giggles erupted from her mouth when she saw the blush spreading over both the boy's cheeks.

"But like, actually, I'm so happy that you weren't fighting. I was so worried for you Jimin. Why didn't you tell me you were dating?" She stood up, and gave a questioning look at the two in front of her.

"Well... It kind of just... happened..." Jimin mumbled, still embarrassed from the previous situation. "He's on the basketball team and such, and I joined, and we were talking, and... Um..." He decided to change the subject. "Just wondering, why were you even over here? Isn't your locker over there somewhere?" He vaguely gestured with his hands.