Vkook | Survival High

13

The shop was filled with all sorts of clothes and accessories that really weren't what they'd usually wear. They had everything odd, from a polar bear skin coat to a knitted pink loin cloth.

They all thought it a strange but interesting store. They probably wouldn't buy anything, but looking at the clothes were an amusement.

"Hey Jin! They got a bunch of furry costumes over here!" Exclaims Taehyung with a smirk as he mockingly tried the headpiece on.

"Rawr!"

Jin scrunched his nose. "Tae, I love you, but don't ever do that again."

Jin rolls his eyes at Jungkook who was currently making heart eyes at Taehyung flipping over many animal costumes.

The is a section in the corner for adult clothes and he walks over to take a better look.

There's a bdsm leather outfit for women, a leather loin cloth for men, many different types of gags of all sizes, variations of dildos and plugs, handcuffs, a riding crop/whip set.

It was his first time seeing crude items in person. It all looked intimidating, yet a part of him wants to swing the whip at someone. That girl Hwayoung mentioned, if she'd let him. Or maybe Taehyung...

"You into this?" Jungkook asks behind him, making his way to the kinky section.

"Maybe. I don't really know. Our village did not have anything like this. Seen it before, just never in person up close."

"It can be quite boring....that is, if you've got the wrong sub."

Jin nods without much care about what the other boy said, until it hit him. "You're into this shit?"

Jungkook smiles sheepishly like an innocent that he was not. He wasn't ashamed to admit that he saw an sm video during his youth years and found it quite...appealing. He wasn't hooked to it, far from it really. But at times, he craves for a bit of violence, a punishment laid on someone by his own hands.

While he thinks hard, the phone in his pocket buzzes and he flips it open.

"What?"

"Sir, um. Someone was murdered. Like, in his own bed. His guts were splattered around his walls like paint and it was all just disturbing. No one knows who did this....and some think it was you ca-

"Not my problem. Just get caught up on the latest news and make sure that none of ours is the damn killer."

"Yes Sir," and the phone is shut and put back into his pocket.

"Jungkook. Does this look good on me?"

Taehyung is wearing a circlet on his head, and Jungkook's heart squeezes at how attractive the older boy looks.

"Y-yeah...it looks amazing on you. You should get it."

Taehyung smiles...and then frowns. "Won't I look super awkward?"

"Nonsense, you'll be making a new trend by the end of the day wearing these."

"You look like one of those cringey ass fantasy role players," Jin says abruptly.

Taehyung immediately removed the accessory from his head and put it back where he found it. It wouldn't have matched anything he owned, or was about to own anyway.

They didn't buy anything from the store.

The next one was one Taehyung was familiar with.

"Gucci!" He shrieked out loud as he ran inside.

"Oh shit. Hey kid, prepare your wallet. Cause this so happens to be his favourite clothing brand," Jin narrows his eyes looking down on Jungkook.

Jungkook does not back away but instead stares right back with a cool confident air. "My wallet's pretty sturdy. I'm quite sure I'll be just fine."

***

The day was coming to an end. And Jungkook spends a small total of 5 thousand dollars with ease.

Jin was slightly irritated yet impressed that he didn't even look at the tags of the clothes Taehyung was taking off the racks with a Godspeed.

Walking back to the school with all the bags was going to be quite difficult, so they got a carriage ride back.

By then, the news of the murder was already spread around and they were immediately notified as soon as they got back.

The murdered guy was a loner and didn't have any friends, therefore making him an easy and quite unmissed target.

His body parts were still in the room, though most of it was either missing or completely smashed. Jungkook wrinkled his nose in distaste. He would never be as flashy as this. And he definitely wouldn't leave the body out in the open. The killer had to be either extremely proud of what he did, or just didn't have the time or energy to clean up his mess.

After seeing Taehyung and Jin to their rooms, he immediately goes back to his dorm, the information of the crawlers waiting for him.

They meet in a secret room and he locks the doors behind him.

"So?"

So-yung clears her throat before speaking. "The crawlers actually stay together during morning, like a pack. There's this huge hole in the ground that looks like a tunnel opening and they all just jump in and huddle up together."

Jungkook nods. "Anything else?"

Myung-Hee steps up. "We couldn't get very close, else they would have attacked us."

Jungkook is silent in his thoughts of taking action. They could just...drop several balls of fire in the hole and wipe them all out.

But he also needed to keep at least three or four. Crawlers were his main source of a clean up crew. Whenever he needed a body to be disposed, he would just give it to a crawler and the monster would immediately eat the body limb by limb, finishing it up clean in a matter of minutes.

"Save four crawlers. Burn the rest."

***

Namjoon was at his desk, studying for the test he would take in week. His roommate was fidgeting with a yoyo.

The door to their room suddenly opened, and there Taehyung was, smiling sweetly at him.

"Hello Joonie. How was your day?"

He feels an exhilaration of want hit him at a rapid speed. His roommate was frozen in his own stupor at the beauty before them.

"It was fine. I ended studying for most if it, but it was okay."

Taehyung smiles in reply and just as sudden as he came in, he walked away without another word, surprising Namjoon.

He wanted to go after Taehyung, but didn't know why. Taehyung was attractive in the literal sense, but he was straight. He had never paid attention to any guy whatsoever, until Taehyung. He instigated the meet without feeling anything strong at first, just hoping to make a friend. But he found himself having plaguing thoughts at night. In his dreams, he could see Taehyung talking to him. Smiling at him like he just did. Namjoom was embracing him in the dream, too scared of what the boy would say if he knew about his dreams, much less do it in real life.

Another hour passed and he gets ready for bed, silently hoping to meet the boy again, even if it was only in his dreams oof infatuation.