❝ What was that? ❞
❝ The elevator. ❞
❝ It's not moving! ❞
❝ I can see that, dumbass. ❞
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in which Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung get stuck in the same elevator together for hours and undoubtedly, hormones intervene.
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EDIFICE
november 2018 → octobe...
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It wasn't until Taehyung breathed in the fresh air instead of the musty smell of alcohol and sweat that he realised what had just occurred.
"Yah!" He exclaimed, pulling his wrist away harshly. "What is your problem? I was having fun!" "Fun?" Jungkook rounded on him. "You're fcuking drunk, Taehyung! You'll find anything fun!"
Taehyung gritted his teeth, "I'm not drunk!" "Really? I find that hard to believe, judging by how willing you were to make out with a random guy," Jungkook scoffed. "I was not going to make out with him! It was his dare!"
Jungkook stalked closer, his eyes glinting dangerously. Taehyung gulped, backing away slowly until there was nowhere else to go. Jungkook slammed his hands down onto the bonnet of the car, trapping the brunette between his arms.
"That wasn't what it seemed like, baby-boy. You were literally all over him. Just like some cheap -" It seemed that drunk Taehyung had even less sense than sober Taehyung, as was established by the slap that sent Jungkook's head to one side.
"Oh, shi -" Taehyung didn't give himself the time to finish the sentence before he pushed the younger away and made a run for it. He had that much common sense at the least.
Needless to say, he didn't make it very far before an arm wound around his waist, pulling him back with a force that knocked the breath out of him.
It confused him even more when he regained his breath to see the world upside-down. Jungkook's black leather jacket greeted his eyes as the younger slung him over his shoulder with ease.
"Hey! Let go of me, you son of a mother-" Hence followed the cursing that spewed from Taehyung's mouth the entire way to Jungkook's car. The younger, of course, was seemingly unfazed though he did grumble in annoyance when Taehyung managed to kick him in the gut.
Deliberately hitting the back of Taehyung's head against the car roof as he lowered the boy down into the passenger seat, Jungkook glared at the brunette who struggled in his grip.
"Let me go!" Taehyung shouted, smacking Jungkook in the face for a second time that day. The younger groaned, pinning the boy's hands down as he clasped the seatbelt across the brunette's body.
"I don't want to go with you!" Taehyung exclaimed, huffing as the raven-head climbed into the driver's seat. Jungkook rolled his eyes, "I'm taking you home, Kim Taehyung. Before I do anything I'll regret. Don't get your hopes up."
"Anything you'll regret?" Taehyung scoffed. "Like what? Spilling soda on your oh-so-precious white shirt?" "No," Jungkook shrugged, starting the engine. "I was thinking more along the lines of punishing you for doing what you did."
