❝fifty-ninth fucking scoop.❞

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Morning

Jeongguk slams his metal locker closed, holding onto the straps of his heavy backpack. Yugyeom was sick today, so he was going to spend his time alone.

"Jeongguk! Jeongguk!" Jeongguk hears from down the hallway, his eyes searching for the source of sound created from the distance. Jeongguk's eyes widen once he found out who the voice belonged to, as he turns the other way, starting to speed walk away.

"Jeongguk! I need to talk to you." The voice called.

Jeongguk looks back and rolls his eyes, stopping where he was since he knew he couldn't escape, the person was already close enough to reach out for him.

"There's nothing to talk about Myungsoo. Please, just leave me alone." Jeongguk mumbles, finding the tension between the two quite awkward, after their 'conversation' in the locker room the other day.

"But-"

Myungsoo's behaviour and overall aroma was different. He was usually of a much ruder and cockier nature. But ever since that day in the locker room, Myungsoo was...weird.

"Myungsoo, you kissed--" Jeongguk begins, but before he could finish, Myungsoo puts his hand over Jeongguk's mouth harshly, wrapping his fingers round Jeongguk's mouth, whilst looking around at different surrounding peers. Making Jeongguk narrow his eyebrows since he found the whole situation quite gross, just the feeling of Myungsoo's warm fingers on Jeongguk's mouth irked him. He doesn't know where they've been, but who does?

Myungsoo looks around once more, and looks over at the janitor closet. Keeping his hand on Jeongguk's mouth, Myungsoo pulls Jeongguk into the janitor's closet and shuts the door closed quickly.

The tiny room was extremely dark, and the only source of light was the slither of daylight projecting from the tiny crack under the closed, wooden janitor door.

When Myungsoo finally takes his filthy hand off of Jeongguk's mouth, Jeongguk speaks. "What are you doing?" Jeongguk snaps, clearly agitated.

"Can you keep your fucking voice down? I don't want--"

"-Want people to know? I bet you ten bucks no one in this godforsaken school gives a rat's ass about you, or your sexuality, so get over yourself." Jeongguk interrupts harshly, having no courtesy for Myungsoo, crossing his arms.

"But they could possibly tell my parents." Myungsoo reasons, thinking about every possibility.

"So? I don't care." Jeongguk spits, looking away from Myungsoo's face that he couldn't see, since it was flooded by darkness anyway.

"My parents will kick me out if they ever find out." Myungsoo mumbles, looking down at his feet.

"Myungsoo, you can't just lie to them all your fucking life, we are finishing school. What are you gonna say when they realise you haven't got a girlfriend, or a wife? You are gonna have to tell them sooner or later." Jeongguk tells the truth, giving it to him straight.

"I'm going to have to get fake girlfriend."

"And never be happy for the rest of your life? Myungsoo, clearly you can't control your feelings, since you kissed me in the ch--"

"Shhhhhh~" Myungsoo shushes, putting his index finger upon Jeongguk's lips, keeping his eye on the door.

Jeongguk rolls his eyes, shoving Myungsoo's finger off of his mouth, "I don't have time for this shit." Jeongguk curses, trying to get out of the janitor's closet.

But Myungsoo grabs Jeongguk wrist and pulls him back and closer. "But-....."

Jeongguk looks back and raises his eyebrow. "But what?"

"Did you like it?" Myungsoo questions, looking at jeongguk with longing eyes.

"Like what?"

"The......kiss." Myungsoo finishes softly.

"The kiss? Are you kidding me?" Jeongguk spits harshly, looking at Myungsoo with a disgusted look, snatching his arm out of Myungsoo's hold, walking out of the closet.

"What!" Myungsoo shouts, drawing attention to himself, still inside the closet.

Jeongguk doesn't even respond, walking down the hallway, "Gross." Jeongguk whispers under his breath. It was time for Myungsoo to come out of the closet. Literally.

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(a/n) this chap is smol, but nec chap gon be thicc, it gon be the funeral, okay? who knows, maybe a lil bit o' taekook fluff will be involved, yez plz. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

but sorry if it is getting boring i will attempt to spice it up





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