Bookworm | Taekook

14

TH POV

The rest of the day consisted of Jungkook carrying every team we were on through comp as Widowmaker. How can anyone be that good of a sniper?? 

We took turns on my computer until we finally realized what time it was.

"Well, there goes any plans for studying today." Jungkook chuckled as his eyes fell on the clock in the corner of the screen that read 9:23 PM.

"Oh- I'm sorry..." I said bashfully and lowered my head, hoping to hide the blush creeping across my cheeks. Unfortunately, Jungkook is really good at making me look at him at the worst times.

"I had a great time." At that, my head shot up to look into his eyes. I was wanting to spend more and more time with him with every passing moment. "I guess I'll go, we have school still."

"Wait-" I said, maybe too quickly, but it caught his attention. "Would you... Would you like to spend the night?" I was wringing my hands and hoping that he wouldn't notice how nervous I was. 

My nerves were so bad, in fact, that I didn't notice the quick smile that flashed across Jungkook's face. Though, it might be better described as a smirk.

"I'd love to." I let out a breath that I hadn't realized I was holding in. For some reason, Jungkook found that incredibly funny. However, I couldn't gather the energy to care about his reason because his laughter was beautiful. I hadn't heard this laugh before; it was deep and rough. Appealing. Arousing, almost. Almost. 

I snapped out of my swooning when Jungkook stood from my computer chair to grab his backpack.

"It's a good thing I bring deodorant with me to school." I let out a light chuckle at Jungkook's remark.

"If you want to shower, you can go first. I can get you a towel." I turned to grab a fluffy white towel from the hallway linen closet. Jungkook mumbled a quick 'thanks' when I handed him the towel. "The bathroom is that room, on the right." 

He walked to the room and shut the door. 

But while Jungkook was showering, Taehyung was replaying Jungkook's husky laugh and that image of his back muscles slightly moving under the fabric of his white undershirt (which he was wearing under his uniform; he took off the uniform in order to "get in the zone" while playing Overwatch).

A/n:

Man this is short, but there will be a part two sometime soon.

Story time: this is probably a super common and cliche "horror story" for stupid teenagers (which I am) but let's go.

I had (still have but) a hickey on my neck, but I have work today. I started panicking thinking it'd be super unprofessional to go to work like that. So, what does a depressed, anxious teenager logically do to cover it? A band aid, right? Incorrect. I took a curling wand to my neck. Now I have huge burns covering the hickey, and have to put a band aid over it anyway. Time to go jump off a cliff-

Anyway, I hope you guys like this still, I know it's going super slow because I suck at updating and I'm doing all the fluffy backstory but I hope it gets more interesting for you guys soon. As always, comments are greatly appreciated!!