Bloodsport'15

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falling in love is rather easy when there's nothing keeping you apart from the person of which you're trying to fall in love with. 

the whole idea of falling in love seemed so right at the moment that Taehyung didn't stop himself. he should have. but he didn't.

"you think aliens are real?" Jungkook asked as he leaned against the couch, Taehyung snuggling into his chest further.

the pair had seen less and less of school til they stopped going. in the end it worked out because Hoseok was a raging mess and threatened to murder Taehyung on the spot if he seen him- which the pair didn't know about yet.

"think about it. 100 billion galaxies or more, and you think were the only living creature?"

"but i've never seem the-"

"no one seen the son of a virgin who walked on water, yet they believe it. no one has seen any of the events that took place in the bible yet the believe it."

Jungkook shook his head, "it's different when it comes to religion."

"you've never seen your own heart, does that mean it's not there?"

"no.."

"exactly."

"but i can feel it beating! and other people have seen a human heart."

"i didn't say anything about anyone else," Taehyung corrects him, "i said Jungkook. has anyone seen Jungkook's heart?"

"no."

"but your heart is there?"

"yes."

"okay then. just because YOU can't see the aliens don't mean they're not real."

"whatever."

the pair continued to bicker back and forth over how thor was technically an alien and a god but they soon came to a halt when a knock on the door indicated that the pizza was here.

"i got it." Jungkook jumped up and ran to get their dinner. he returned a few moments later and smile brightly as pointed to the brownie and soda that he secretly ordered as well since Taehyung had a sweet tooth.

it was weird because a few weeks ago, and Taehyung could never imagine he would be cuddle up next to a killer, eating pizza and falling in love.

yet here he was, admiring Jungkook's back side as he grabbed two plates and two mugs. he only had two of everything in his home, just something he did. like a habit, and Taehyung never questioned it since it wasn't his business. 

"Jungkook are we dating?"

Jungkook turned around and furrowed his face in confusion, "we fucked.. so i think so?"

"that's now how it works." Taehyung frowns

"if you know how it works then why did you ask?" Jungkook sets the plates down and grabs a slice of plain cheese while the other half was covered in sausage like Taehyung liked it.

"because i can't declare we're dating.."

"why?"

"w-what do you mean!" Taehyung was dumbfounded as he grabbed his pizza and quickly bit it. he chewed for a while before turning to Jungkook, "i want to be yours."

Jungkook laughs for a moment and tilts his head, "baby i've made it clear from the beginning that you are mine."

Taehyung pout and picks at his pizza making Jungkook sigh, "taehyung would you like to be my boyfriend?"

Taehyung let out a defeated laugh as he hit Jungkook's shoulder, "it's feels like you're only asking cos i want you to."

"cos i am."

"i-"

"if it were up to me then i wouldn't ask because i find labels to be bother some, but if you like them then that's okay, but even when our label of 'boyfriends' is removed you will always be mine and that's a permanent one. there's no removing that."

Taehyung nodded his head, satisfied with the answer.

he was officially dating a murderer. but was it even fair to label jungkook when Taehyung done that same thing? maybe they were becoming a modern joker and harley. again, as fucked up as this whole thing was, Taehyung was happy? "i love you." the words slipped from his lips like lace.

Jungkook's face went a deep shade of red as he nodded slowly but didn't reply. Taehyung wasn't upset nor angry. Jungkook liking him was enough.

;

home

he hadn't been there often, and when he went by he just grabbed clothes. every time  Jungkook drove him home, his mother was gone, maybe at work, so he just went back home with Jungkook. it didn't make sense to sit alone in the house.

Jungkook drove to a small cafe not far from his own house and the pair went inside, swinging their clasped hands together. this was the first time they went out together. "i have a serious thing i wanna talk about." Jungkook explained as they took a seat.

"oka-"

"welcome to song cafe, what can i get you today?" a voice he had heard before said.

Taehyung froze in his seat. "two waters please," Jungkook said and passed the girl the menu. she walked away and Taehyung immediately snapped at Jungkook "why the hell are we here."

"how do you feel?" Jungkook asked

"how do i feel! i feel like-" his voice faded to a whisper yell, "i feel like i'm in the cafe owned by eldest sister of the fucking girl you killed."

"but how do you feel."

"i don't fucking care besi-"

"that's enough. you don't care, so why are you upset?"

Taehyung watched as the girl worked hard, wiping down tables the moment people left and smiling brightly despite how she really felt. her hair was tied into a messy bun with a rubber band due to the lack of money, and her eyes screamed for sleep.

"because!" and Taehyung thought for a moment. why was he upset. besides the fact that he could possible get caught, why was he upset. then it crash down on him, the sudden realization. he was afraid only of getting caught.

not guilt that he murdered this girls sister.

Jungkook leaned back, satisfied with Taehyung's reaction. "i hate you."

"i lov-"

the locked eye but Jungkook looked away and cleared his throat. why won't he say it?

"anyways, i wanna set a code word or phrase." Jungkook sniffled and grabbed another slice of pizza.

"why?"

"maybe if you get kidnapped or you have another 'incident' you can text that to me rather than, 'i kill him'." Jungkook explained with a chuckle

"so what shall it be?" Taehyung asked

"what's your favorite number?" Jungkook asked and set his dinner aside

"15."

"uhuh.." Jungkook tilted his head, "what about your favorite movie?"

"ah it's old. i watched it with my mom all the time. s called bloodsport." Taehyung got excited thinking of the movie

"i say bloodsport, and you reply with 15."

"bloodsport'15?"

"bloodsport'15 it is."