WANT YOU ♡ taekook

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"So Taehyung, where are you going to next?" Namjoon asked as the four boys walked down the school hallways.

"I have to go to the main office because they forgot my damn schedule, then I'm going to head up to the dorms."

"Oh, alright," Jin said as the bell rang, quickly sparking the fear of tardiness in everyone's eyes. Well, everyone except Taehyung.

"It was nice meeting you, Tae! O-oh I mean Taehyung, sorry," Jungkook quickly apologized, bowing his head and turning around hastily to get to his class. 

"Hey, wait," the gray haired boy grabbed at the younger, gripping his arm and pulling him back. Once they were both facing each other again Taehyung let out a warm smile. "You can call me whatever you'd like."

Jungkook smiled back, nodding his head and cheeks tainted a baby pink. He abruptly turned and headed to his class with Jin.

Taehyung just smirked, turning back and heading to get his damn schedule.

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He hastily thanked the man, with dark eyes scanning the campus hoping to find at least some woman somewhere among the staff. Taehyung somewhat had a horrible feeling that this school year would be immensely boring with only boys surrounding him.

Taehyung's hope was quickly shattered when he failed to find anyone but males. He should've only guessed since, duh, it was a boys only school. Though it didn't hurt to have some type of hope that he'd find a nice, pretty woman somewhere, right?

Making his way down to the dorms, he took the time to look around. The secretary had told him that the building was B4, straight ahead. Room 64 on the third floor. Once he arrived, he set his bag down as he approached the door of his shared room. The secretary said that my roommate should be in there. Taehyung knocked on the door 3 times and waited. Finally, the door opened.

In front of Taehyung stood a boy a few inches shorter than him, dressed in a black v-neck shirt showing the top of his chest and light blue ripped jeans. Taehyung barely noticed that he was wearing a bit of eye makeup, but it was nothing too much. His hand was placed at the back of his own neck just below his bright orange colored hair.

"Oh, hey! you must be Taehyung, right?" The boy who he assumed to be Jimin said as soon as his eyes laid on the other, in which Taehyung returned with a nod. "Come in!"

Taehyung walked in without saying anything and scanned the room.

It wasn't anything luxurious, but it was alright. When you walk in through the front door, you walk into a sort of small living room with a tv hanging on the wall surrounded by plush couches. There was a glass table in the middle to complement everything.

Beyond the living room was a bigger room with two beds, one on each side of the room but with the ends facing each other. The beds were about queen sized, which is good, Taehyung noted for later. one bed was covered in dark blue messy and ruffled up covers accompanied by a bunch of pillows, Taehyung immediately assuming that that bed was his roommate's. The other bed was plain, with plain black covers and four big pillows at the neck of the bed. Taehyung walked over to that bed and put his bag on it.

"Oh great! I see you found your bed. Um, I'm Park Jimin. Nice to meet you." Jimin stuck out his hand to shake Taehyung's.

Taehyung stared at Jimin's hand for a few seconds, until he met Jimin's hand with his own, only after he saw Jimin was about to give up on the handshake since the other took a bit too long to respond. This caused a smirk to appear on Taehyung's face, liking it when he's able to be a tease.

Jimin cleared his throat and spoke up a bit awkwardly after, being slightly intimidated by his new roommate. "You can settle down if you'd like, I'll be back later. If you need any help, uh, getting around the school, just ask me. Oh and also, here's your card to enter our room."

The orange haired boy picked up a shiny bronze card from the side table and placed it on Taehyung's bed before giving a slight bow to the older and leaving the room.

Sighing, Taehyung laid back on the bed and closed his eyes. He already dreaded going to school here, and his classes hadn't even started yet.

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Taehyung had learned that the school uniform had only consisted of, to his delight, black pants, a white button up shirt, and an optional black blazer or tie. Pretty casual yet formal.

Two days after Taehyung got to his new school, classes were beginning to start. The grayette looked in the body sized mirror hanging on the wall at his attire. He had dressed with a white button up collared shirt with two buttons unbuttoned from the top, exposing part of his chest making him look a bit more manly and attractive. He slightly nodded his head approving of his outfit and made his way out of his room, not waiting up for Jimin.

He huffed a breath as he took a closer look at his schedule.

Where the fuck is English 3A? He thought to himself. He decided to ask someone around for help, even though he disliked the fact of asking for assistance. Taehyung figured it was better than to just go around looking like a dumb lost puppy. Turning his head both ways to try and find someone, he spotted a boy walking down the hallway assumingely going to his class. Taehyung abruptly stood up and caught up with the boy, tapping on his shoulder. He boy turned around a bit shocked at the touch, but Taehyung didn't care about that.

Taehyung realized it was that boy from the other day, the one who was not-so-secretly checking him out. "Hey! Jungkook, right? You know where English 3A is?" He questioned in a slightly irritated tone to the shorter boy in front of him.

Jungkook felt the heat rising up from his neck and spreading throughout his cheeks as he blushed slightly. He hadn't seen the handsome fellow in a few days, and was thinking about him ever since. Now he's finally back in front of Jungkook, his dreams coming true!

The younger didn't even realize he was in a daze, staring at the mildly attractive man that tapped on his shoulder. That was, in fact, until the beautiful man with the name of Taehyung in front of him spoke up again.

"Hello? Jungkook, are you still alive? I kind of have to get to my class."

The shorter boy quickly snapped out of it, mind processing what was happening.

"Y-yeah, English 3A, I'm on my way to it. Just f-follow me," he focused hard on his voice to make sure it did not tremble in front of the astonishingly, beautiful, handsome, sexy, amazing—God Jungkook could actually go on forever— male, who in response just nodded and started walking.

For the first time in a long time, not including math class, Jeon Jungkook was confused. How was he already head over fucking heels for this due that he just met? Like, he literally would get onto his damn knees if the dude asked him to. The real question was, was Taehyung even straight? Jungkook really hoped not, because "that'd be a whole waste of dick." 

Jungkook was not the one to complain about a good looker.