It Started Out With A Kiss || taekook ff

Chapter One

Taehyung cringed. "The kissing booth? Really? You're not messing with me?" Taehyung really hoped this was a prank. He had only kissed one person in his life, Hoseok, and it was because he was dared in a game of Truth or Dare about a year ago.

Namjoon raised his head to look the younger directly in the eyes. "Taehyung, I am dead serious. I'm sorry but you shouldn't have been so late. You're running the kissing booth and that's that."

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(The next day)

Taehyung was still annoyed about the kissing booth, but he realized that he brought it upon himself. He was walking the halls of his school on his way to his last class of the day: math. Outside of his class he saw a group of three people crowded together, all laughing loudly. He groaned. He hated all of them. He wanted to avoid them as much as possible.

He was just turning to walk into his classroom when he heard his name being called. Rolling his eyes, he faced the owner of the voice. "What do you want?"

"Oh, he has a mouth on him today boys!" He laughed, and his minions laughed alongside him. "I want to talk to you, come here."

Taehyung didn't move. "I have class in two minutes, and I have an exam, so I can't talk. Sorry." He turned on his heel to walk to his class, only to be yanked back by the hoodie of his jacket.

He felt the voice right next to his ear, his breath brushing against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. "I think you misunderstood me, Taehyung. I wasn't asking, I was demanding." The voice shoved Taehyung into the wall, making the boy cringe and grip his shoulder in pain.

"Ah! Jungkook! What the fuck?"

Jungkook walked up to Taehyung, putting one hand on either side of his head. "Oh Taehyung. Do you think that I'm going to let you disrespect me like this?"

"Last I checked, I was your hyung. You should be respecting me." Taehyung smirked at the younger man in front of him. "I see your boys left you. Why is that Jungkook? Are they too scared to skip class?"

Jungkook spat in his face, causing Taehyung to cringe, wiping his face. "I don't need them, Taehyung. I can beat your ass three ways to Sunday all by myself."

"I'd like to see you try."

The boys flinched at the sound of the bell ringing, indicating that classes were starting. "Oh look," said the younger. "Looks like you'll be missing your exam today. Will that set you back another year in school! Huh?"

"Fuck. You."

"Oh, I bet your gay ass would love that, wouldn't you?"

Taehyung cringed at the comment. Yes, he was gay, and the entire school knew from an incident that happened last school year that he would rather not remember. This just gave Jungkook more leverage on him.

Taehyung was brought back to reality when a hand landed on his crotch.

"Jun-"

"Shh baby boy."

"What are you-"

A hand clasped down on top of Taehyung's mouth forcefully. "I said to be quiet." He palmed Taehyung through his pants. Taehyung hated every second. It reminded him of his father. "Do you like my hand on your crotch, baby boy?"

He tried to scream, but Jungkook's hand was pressed firmly over his mouth. He was sweating. He looked down the hallway trying to find someone who could help, but everyone else was in class. Of course, he thought. This is the one time everyone decided to actually go to class.

Jungkook didn't move either of his hands. Taehyung couldn't move. His heart was racing. Tears stung his eyes. He needed to get away. He couldn't take it. He did the only thing he could think of: he bit Jungkook's hand. Hard.

Jungkook yelped, stepping away from Taehyung, gripping his hand, which already had some blood gushing from the wounds. Taehyung picked up his backpack that had fallen to the ground and took off down the hallway.

"You son of a bitch!" Jungkook yelled down the hall at the older male. "You're going to fucking pay!"

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A/N: it probably sucked, so I'm sorry. But I hope it will get better in future chapters!

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