school desk | vkook

- TWENTY-SEVEN -

Jeongguk instinctively looks around to see who might have watched the drama, and the fact that there's no one he knows there calms him at least a little. He buries his face in his hands for a moment before sighing. He's gonna have to tell Tae about this, of course he will, but not now. Jeongguk wants to say it in real life, so he'll wait until his boyfriend comes back to school.

"That sucks, man," a guy a few tables away gives Jeongguk, who is picking his books and laptop up, a sad smile. "Hopefully you two work it out. Girls are confusing."

"You don't say." Jeongguk laughs sarcastically before leaving. Who knows if Aeri ran home or not, but Jeongguk doesn't want to risk facing that traitor so he skips school for the rest of the day. Physics can fuck off anyway.

He feels so horrible. Even though he didn't initiate the kiss nor respond to it, Jeongguk can't help but feel like a cheater. He decides to give Taehyung the hug of the century the next time they see each other. To be honest, Jeongguk doesn't really feel violated or taken advantage of, he's just extremely pissed. And suddenly it all makes sense to him, why Aeri constantly wants to be around him. Big ew.

Since buses only stop at the school once an hour this early in the day, Jeongguk walks all the way home while listening to angry music. He doesn't really understand all the English words, but there's screaming and a heavy beat so it'll do. Tomorrow he'll talk about everything with Taehyung immediately and relieve the guilt.

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Or not.

Because when Taehyung enters the bus the next morning, he gives Jeongguk a wide grin but is quickly waved over by Jimin and takes a seat next to him instead. He waves a little towards the younger as if to say "see you later!" before making himself comfortable. It's okay, Jeongguk is sat next to Yoongi (who has fallen asleep on Namjoon's shoulder) and Seokjin anyways.

As the bus stops Jeongguk looks up but Taehyung is nowhere to be seen so he just walks straight to his maths class. He knows Tae has English right now, so Jeongguk hopes he's written something on the desk for him.

And as he sits down at his usual spot for his second lesson he sees that yes, Taehyung indeed has. A shorter note than ever.

fuck all the way off.

That's it. No smiley or cute heart. No "good morning!" It's not even signed with "~t" but Jeongguk knows that handwriting all too well. He also notices all their old notes have been hurriedly erased, the new one being all that's left.

Jeongguk's stomach turns and he gulps as he tortures himself, reading the same five words over and over again.

"Fuck all the way off."

Tae must have found out somehow. Someone must have seen and told him.

"Fuck all the way off."

And he obviously doesn't know the whole story.

"Fuck all the way off."

Jeongguk can hear it in Taehyung's voice, see his expression as he says it. He's going to lose Taehyung. He's going to lose Taehyung he's going to lose Taehyung he's-

"Fuck all the way off."

He feels himself starting to hyperventilate as salty tears he wasn't even aware of fall down his cheek, staining his paper. Is he having his first ever panic attack?

His fists clench so hard they're turning white, and Jeongguk needs to get out. Everything is spinning and the teacher's voice suddenly sounds high pitched and pierces through his head. He's going to puke.

Jeongguk throws his packback on and stands up so violently the chair flies backwards. Everyone's eyes are on the sobbing boy making his way towards the exit but Jeongguk doesn't even realise the scene he's causing. Sprinting faster than ever through the corridors, he doesn't stop until a pair of strong arms catch him.

"Oh, Jeongguk, are you okay?" Namjoon's surprised voice says.

"Let me go!" Jeongguk needs to get out immediately, it's like the world's going to end if he doesn't.

Namjoon holds his shoulders. "I'm not good with people crying, do you- uuh- want a hug...?" He wraps his arms around Jeongguk, the latter desperately trying to kick his way out.

"No, oh my god, no! Namjoon I'll suffocate just let me go let me go let me go!" Jeongguk yells, breaking free from the embrace and runs even faster until he's safely outside of the school. Cheers to storming out in the middle of the day two days in a row. He drops down against a wall, clutching his backpack as he shakily takes his cellphone out, fingers trembling too much to make a call.

"Siri, c-call Taehyung." He can't think rationally, he just needs to speak to the only person who can truly comfort him.

"Calling My favorite person, pink heart."

Jeongguk sobs even more, he named Taehyung's contact that while feeling guilty yesterday. The panicking boy curls his knees up to his chest, impatiently tapping his foot on the gravel while waiting. His eyes light up just a little when the beeping stops and a familiar voice is heard on the other end of the line.

"You better make it quick 'cause I don't wanna hear your voice right now."

"Tae? He- help, please, I- I can't breath!"

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updates twice in a row! see, i told you i'm back!

also PLEASE correct my english bc i'm getting worse... i legit thought about how to spell 'flies' for over two minutes jdjjsjdjd

i'm so jealous of literally anyone with english as their native language like y'all don't need to teach yourself (yes yourself bc teachers suck) a whole new language to be understood in the world do you rEALISE how lucky you are omg

(but i do have myself to blame for learning three languages at the same time... i keep getting all of them plus my native language mixed up rip) (idk korean and german go really well together so)

anyways bAI LOVE YOU ALL 💓