Fangs | taekook

Chapter 2 - Dead Leaves

♫: BTS - Dead Leaves
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Taehyung got off Jungkook and dusted off his jeans. He contemplated taking the boy to the school infirmary, but then decided against it. He wasn't up for carrying the boy (even though he was light), and then having to make up some story regarding the brunette walking into a tree or something.

The fact that the boy knew that Taehyung was a vampire didn't bother him much, considering the fact that people would rather believe the boy were mad over vampires existing.

He walked away, leaving the petite boy lying on the ground. Surely, he would feel better after waking up from a small nap.

The bell signalling the end of break rang just as Taehyung pushed open the doors to the school. He walked to his next class, not bothering to stop by his locker. It was art. He could just use the materials supplied by the school.

As he walked into the art room, he could hear students talking, none of their conversations being about art. The art teacher, being himself, was the least bit interested in actually teaching the children the art of art. He just sat at the teacher's desk, as usual, scrolling through his phone.

Taehyung walked to his usual seat, away from the windows. A canvas was already set up before every seat, along with some basic art materials.

Taehyung wasn't a big fan of art, and neither was he good at it, so he usually winged it and messed around with the paint here and there. He noticed that most 'masterpieces' consisted of a lot of paint splashes and irregular strokes. So that's what he did. He began swirling some  paint at the top of his canvas, trying to form a livid blue sky. He then painted an orange blob in the centre of the blue paint, which was supposedly the sun.

As he was drawing orange lines spreading out from the orange blob, he saw someone standing next to him from his periphery. He turned his head to the side, to see Jungkook, with a brown satchel hanging around his neck, standing with his arms crossed, and he did not look happy.

Taehyung nervously scratched the back of his head. "Hey..you're back." He tried to lighten the mood. He hoped that the brunet inferred that the whole "vampire" thing was just a dream.  "You could've at least taken me to the infirmary." the smaller boy spoke up, trying to sound as condescending as he could, and failing. 

..Or not.

Taehyung chose to say nothing. He caught a whiff of the boy's scent once again, and it wasn't helping him concentrate. One of the lines he had painted turned out to be a curve. He just painted over it, making it a much thicker line, compared to the others.

Jungkook bit his lip, wondering if he seemed rude. He wanted to be friendly with the elder, but the blond clearly didn't want anything to do with him. This hurt Jungkook, who wished everyone would like him.

He looked down as he began pulling out his own art materials from his satchel and placing them on his table. Maybe Taehyung would open up to him with time, but he found that highly unlikely.

Taehyung was the least bit interested in the tree he was trying to paint on his canvas. The scent of the younger male was making him uncomfortable again. He turned to Jungkook, but something caught his eye. There was a small brown maple leaf entangled in Jungkook's hair. It probably got stuck there from when he had left him unconscious on the ground.

Taehyung grimaced remembering what had happened between the two on the ground earlier. Why was the brunet still talking to him? Did he have a death wish? Or was he just plain stupid?