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two - bitch ass freak

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Taehyung held his head high as he made his way over to the cafeteria, alone. Hands clasped behind his back showcasing perfect posture, his ego was slowly expanding.

The boy aced his math test, and the teacher said only one student got an A+. Hearing that and then seeing his score, it's safe to say that the cocky kid wasn't gonna stop bragging about this to his friends.

Dodging the weird people who Taehyung seemed too stupid and unimportant to waste time on, he finally reached the cafeteria to be met with the smell of chicken nuggets. His favorite.

Teens were jumping from table to table, and the occasional screams and obnoxious laughs could be heard from all around. It was enough to make someone's ears bleed.

Plopping himself down on a seat with his friends, he was met with a stupid conversation.

"Listen, boy," Yoongi huffed, crossing his arms. "Dragon Ball Z is much better than Naruto."

"No way! Naruto is the best," Namjoon gasped, eyes wide at this horrible opinion that he unfortunately heard. He was not going to be accepting of others opinions because for some reason he thought that his opinion is the only right opinion and that everyone else was wrong. Anyone who disagrees with him should burn in Hell. But hey, that's his opinion.

"Naruto was dragged on for too long. 500 episodes? Who has the time for that?" Jin scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Me! I do!" Namjoon replied, frowning.

These poor boys wasted their time on anime, which is one of the things Taehyung didn't care about. It wasn't going to help in the future, why waste his time on it? Completely ignoring his presence, his three friends continued to bicker about Naruto and Dragon Ball Z as the silver-haired boys gaze flickered over to Jeongguks side profile from across the room.

Taehyung didn't realize he was staring until he felt drool drip out of his mouth, and with widened eyes wiped the saliva away. He blushed when Yoongi pointed it out with an 'ew, gross' and mentally scolded himself.

Taehyung couldn't help it. He still hated Jeongguk, but now that he watched the big tough guy fight, it was like his eyes had been opened to another world. He became a woke bitch.

After Taehyung got his food, he seated himself at his friend groups table once again, this time joining their conversation which was now about Shrek. But as his friends turn to speak, his thoughts drifted back to the fight. Those rippling muscles, the way they contracted when he pulled back a punch. How he defeated the twins in such a sexy way blew Taehyungs mind. He couldn't stop thinking about it.

All of his friends were quiet when they heard Jeongguks voice incredibly close to them.

"Throw it, pussy!" He yelled over at Hoseok, who was holding an orange. This caught Taehyungs attention, so the silver-haired boy averted his gaze over to the back of a handsome guy in front of him.

One second he was staring at the tight shirt hugging Jeongguks body, and the next he almost died to the said boys heavy weight fell on top of him.

"Oh man, holy shit," Jeongguk rasped, slowly getting up and dusting himself off, checking his reflection with his phone screen to make sure he still looked good.

But Taehyung was enraged. This kid thought he could just fall on Taehyung, mess up his hair and cleanly pressed shirt, and get away with it? Hell no.

"Bitch ass freak!" He yelled, partially at himself. He whined as he struggled to make his shirt return to the crisp, smooth material.

"What?" The male in front of him asked, annoyance in his tone. "..did you just call me?"

"I called you a bitch ass freak, idiot!" Taehyung spat, smoke erupting from his ears. "Say sorry for ruining my perfectly elegant outfit!"

"All I did was wrinkle your shirt, you twat," Jeongguk growled, getting ready to fight another puny brat.

Taehyung noticed Jeongguks body tense and his stance change, knowing what was on the latters mind. Him beating me up? Sounds fucking hot.

"I spent a long time ironing this shirt!" Taehyung barked back, hoping to rile Jeongguk up some more because damn would it feel nice to have his body intimidatingly pressed up against yours. "You should at least have the decency to apologize, but of course your head is too far up your own a-"

"You're one to talk!" Jeongguk yelled back, pointing an accusing finger. He was met with the silver haired boy teasing him, voice raising a few octaves.

Jeongguk had to admit, he loved the sound of this persons deep velvety voice and the way words eloquently rolled off his tongue. It was entrancing. But this guy was annoying, so he ignored that fact. But at the back of his mind, as he listened to the boys voice rise into a stupidly high pitch, he internally smirked as he thought about being able to make that guys voice raise even higher in bed. What? He couldn't help it. After all, he was addicted to pleasure.

Taehyung ended his act with an "eat shit, midget" and that really set Jeongguk off.

A gasp escaped Taehyungs pretty lips, followed by a smirk when his collar was grabbed by the one and only male in front of him.

"Who do you think you're calling midget, pretty boy?" Jeongguk whispered, voice lowering to a deeper pitch. "I'm only a centimeter smaller."

"Still smaller," Taehyung replied carelessly, laughing to himself when he was thrown back onto the bench he sat on moments before. His friends only looked on with mouths agape, not expecting something like this to happen. "What are you gonna do about it, punch me?"

"I might as well," It came out with a harsh tone, but it didn't really hurt Taehyungs feelings. Why should it? This is the first time they've ever talked. Jeongguk was a hot fighter, but still irrelevant in Taehyungs life.

The boy was met with a shrug, and Hoseok had to stop him from attacking the slightly taller and older male.

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I'm bilingual and even though English is my first language I still get confused and forget my big boy words so I just replace them with smaller words don't @ me for my bad writing