Taehyung's POV
Everything changed 2 days after that, He hasn't replied to my dms nor liked my photos on Instagram. He hasn't showed up at work too neither in the coffee shop.
I don't know where he lives too, the only thing left is his french class, but I don't know the name, wait my gps could've save it.
I rushed to my car and searched my gps history, perfect! It's here, but how Am I gonna enter it says only students and teachers can enter the damn facility.
But the name sounds so familiar, I called Jin hyung he must know something. "Jin hyung can I ask you something?" I asked.
"No, if it's nonsense" he said. "HEY IT'S NOT NONSENSE, do you know this french class-
"If it's about this Jungkook guy, I can help you but I can't promise to keep it away from Victuuri and Namjoon" He cut me off. "I don't care okay, I just need some enlightment about this french class, *******" I asked again.
"Oh, that building is owned by your grandfather, the business is one of your father's sharings he said. "YES FINALLY!" I screamed out of Joy. "Don't earrape my beautiful ears Taehyung" he said. "Oh shut up Jin hyung, thank you btw, tell Namjoon hyung to send me some bodyguards" I said and he laughed but agreed.
I drove to the place hoping that I could find Jungkook there. I reached the place, only to see Jungkook parking his bike. Thank God He's here.
Body guards were already surrounding my car, I opened my car and everybody just formed a crowd and held their cameras, the bodyguards did their job, but ofcourse I paid my respects to the paparazzi.
Waving and posing for the camera. I entered the room seeing Jungkook run to somewhere,
A crowd of students suddenly formed, unable for me to see where Jungkook ran off to. Wait I'm a Nikiforov, I'm a heir and that means I own this building too.
I faced the desk lady who was a stuttering mess, a purplies, perfect. "Miss," I said leaning in the desk making my fangirls amd fanboys behind scream. "I would like to know where Mr. Jeon Jungkook's class is" I said.
"Yes Mr. Nikiforov, in class B23" She said making me smile. I walked to the class still hearing screams and the sound of flashes, I faced them again, waving so they can take a picture of me.
I entered the room to see people screaming, even the professor was filming me enter the room. I found Jungkook there looking at me with an upset look?
I went near to the girl who sat beside him. Ofcourse I flirted with her for two reasons, make Jungkook jealous and trade seats with her. "Hey there" I said to the girl making her blush.
Jungkook faced the window to his left and poked his cheek with his tounge, A jelly cutie. "So what do you say, we take a selfie" I said, the girl's eyes shined and nodded. I heard Jungkook breath loudly, and btw people are taking videos of us in the back.
"But only if, we trade seats" I said making Jungkook look at me. "Ofcourse oppa!" She said making me smile.
Jungkook's POV
What the hell does he think he's doing? I freaking avoided him before we get more serious than the thing we did. Again, I don't want to fucking affect his career.
They took a selfie and the girl left her chair, squealing. Pathetic bitch.
"Hey Kookie" he said while sitting down and I glared at him, not minding the screams all over the room. "So #KTHxJJK is real?" The girl beside us said making all of them scream. Fucking damn I'm getting ear raped. Then they started screaming "TAEKOOK! TAEKOOK! TAEKOOK! TAEKOOK!" It was cute, but no Jungkook! You must keep yourself.
"They even ship us baby" he smiled at me. I sighed and stood up making everyone go silent. "I will go to the bathroom ma'am" I excused myself.
Taehyung's POV
I sighed. Why is he avoiding me? Did he not like what we did 2 days ago?
"Oppa did you fight with him?" The girl behind me asked, blushing. "Hm, I don't know why he's mad" I answered making her blush more.
"Are you all purplies?" I asked them. They all screamed "yesss!! Yesss!!" I laughed. "Okay then let's take a selfie"
If you're wondering we're speaking french. Looks like Jungkook is the worst in this class.
I took my phone and took a selfie, everyone joined in .
After that Jungkook came in, his eyes were red. Was he crying? I suddenly grew worried about him. His hard breathing was heard we he passed through me sitting on his chair. "Hey are you o-
"Mr. Kim would you want to me to introduce you as a heir to my class" their professor said. No fuck you my baby is crying right now.
"Um okay" I answered still worried about my kookie, she asked me to come to the front and everyone was smiling at me. "Taehyung, is not only a supermodel but he's also the son and grandson of the owners of this building and class" she said.
I bowed to them and introduced myself, after that I went back to my seat being worried about Jungkook just resting his head looking at the window.
I placed my hand on his waist but he flinched it away. "Baby what's wrong" I asked him in Korean making sure no one understands us.
"Just leave me alone hyung" he said. That's when my blood boiled and I just grabbed him and dragged him outside making everyone look at us "what are you-
"Ma'am please excuse us" I said to the professor. "No one will follow us" I told the class.
I dragged Jungkook to a corner.
I've had enough of the way he's treating me.
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Language| Taekook ✔️
FanficTaehyung has 4 nationalities and can speak 5 languages Jungkook is an orphan who can only speak a little French and fluent in Korean They meet in Paris, the City of Love.