At first the kiss was small but it grew bigger and more intense when Taehyung cupped jeongguk's face and let his tounge slip inside his mouth, exploring each and every inch of it. Jeongguk who was on a high to even question what was going on responded immediately and snaked his arms around taehyung's neck, surprising even him self.
Taehyung's mouth was warm, the caress of his lips softer than jeongguk could have ever imagined. He tasted tentatively with his tongue, and the latter opened his mouth with a low moan when he a felt taehyung sucking on his bottom lip. Their tongues massaging each other.
Taehyung pulled jeongguk even closer if it was physically possible and started tracing the out line of the his lips with his tongue and Jeongguk bit back a moan when taehyung bit his lip, leaving a tiny bruise.
But suddenly jeongguk pushed away as if he was burnt .
"What are we doing?" he questioned, eyes wide open in shock, still panting from the mini makeout session he was having literally a minute ago.
"Why did you kiss me?"he said and internally questioned him self why the fuck he kissed back.
Taehyung, who looks like someone who just had a concussion and therefore couldn't remeber or explain the past few minuites looked at him with the same confused look. A look that truley showed he as well had no idea of what the two males did and why. A look that portrayed thousands of emotions all at once but none of which showed certainty.
But he initiated it and that meant he owed jeongguk an explanation and so, he opened his mouth in hopes of something convincing and weighty coming out but nothing did .
He tried again, thinking what on earth would explain the fact that he just kissed the guy he bullied for two whole years since sophomore year. Above that, what would ever explain him kissing a guy while he is the straight-est man on earth!!
Nevertheless, he tried again because he knew the raven haired boy who stood in front of him needed an answer.
But once again, nothing came out.
And it was then that he decided it was best to leave, and so he did, leaving a half flushed half rumpled jeongguk who muttured a 'what the fuck.'
*
Taehyung sat in the middle of the cafeteria next to his friends who were talking about something supposedly interesting but he was too deep in his thoughts to even look at them because what happened in the boys' restroom was a dire situation he needed to dissolve immideately.
You see being who he was he never had to chase after anyone .His beauty was rare to find in a school crammed with a bunch of not so pretty teenagers, apart from his friends that is. Girls were at his feet at the snap of his fingers willing to do anything he asked of them. And taehyung being the hormonal teenager and egotistic fucker he was, he took advantage of them.
His ever so kempt blonde hair, His blue-gray eyes that shot intimidation at who ever looked at them and his innocent but somehow rouge smile combined made him peculiar....... they somehow made him look like a freaking god too.
But despite all this, he doesn't know why his heart skipped a beat the first time he saw him.
It was on a club meeting, a football club meeting to be exact. Since it was the first day of school, the teachers made every new male student go to the football club to minimize chaos and Taehyung then being one of the best players on the team, he was supposed to give a briefing.
"Fucking twats!" he sapt for no reason, or maybe because he had to tell a bunch of assholes, or so he thought, why they better choose the football club.
But his anger vanished when he saw a certain boy with a really dark hair. His hair looked so soft taehyung barely stopped himself from stroking it. Eyes so innocent. Lips red and plum making him look like a cute little thing. He was drawn in to him right away. And these feelings grew stronger every time they locked eyes, be it in the hallway, the cafeteria, in class.
Taehyung thought that he had to stop this. He had to stop staring every time jeongguk walked by. He had to stop taking art class just so he could see him. He had to stop losing the ball everytime he saw him on the benches. Above all, he had to stop his feelings because he wasn't gay...or bisexual. He was straight.He just zings every time he sees him. And the only way how he thought of stopping himself was by acting like a major dick to him. He thought his feelings would subside every time he tripped the latter in the hallways or everytime he shoved him in to a locker but, we know all too well that they didn't .In fact all they needed was the smallest tiniest opening to explode.
But now, thanks to his impulsiveness, he kissed him. He fucking kissed him and walked away, meaning he cant fucking stop thinking about him.
'His lips felt so nice' he thought to him self...thinking of how soft and kissable they were.
But deep down he knew he did wrong. He knew he ignited a fire he has no fucking clue how to extinguish .
"Fuck me" he said under his breath.
"You okay taehyung? " namjoon, his bestfriend since freshmen asked.
"Huh?"
" I said are you okay. You seem out of it today. Thinking u went too hard on that jeongguk kid? " he questioned him.
"Ya....you almost beat him up today... I still don't get why you hate him so much tho" hoeseok said, chewing on his tuna sandwich.
"Ya . He's actually adorable. You should really stop picking on him. You're making my jiminie upset" yoongi joined, siding with is boyfriend.
"Earlier, he wouldn't even kiss me because of you! Let alone give me his rousing handjob" yoongi huffed.
"Really yoongi?" namjoon rolled his eyes.
"Would it hurt you not to have your cock rammed in to your boyfriend's mouth for one fucking day?"
" Ya, you two have too much sex anyways, has it been two days since I walked in to you two? Your dick shoved in to his ass with him screaming 'oh yoongi fuck! Fuck me harder ' beneth you'' hoeseok asked, "Which by the way is something I never wish to see again" he added shuddering at the image of his best friend buried inside another guy.
"Hello!! Poeple...this is about the boy...jeongguk!" Namjoom called and averted their attention because yoongi's sex life was not what they needed to be talking about right now.
"But for real, why are you so bent on making the poor Guy's life a living hell?" namjoon, who is now fully engrossed in the subject asked.
"He just irritates me" taehyung simply said.
"But you went as far as joining the fucking art club just so you could bully him. You must be hella in to it!"
"I bet you made him cry"hoeseok commented.
Taehyung now wore his 'I don't give a fuck look' look.
"I couldn't care less if he cried a river!", he lied through his teeth, acting like it didn't fucking kill him everytime he did something to the poor boy.
"And what? I went hard on him? I would have beat him in to a pulp if we weren't in the cafeteria. His mere exsistance is a fucking annoyance to me" he said and got up only to have his eyes meet with jeongguk who flashed him a smile?
Oh crap!
