My Delinquent|tk

22| boyfriend

Taehyung—

"Tae, come on, wake up, it's time to go." I blinked my eyes, sleepily, ears pricking at the soft voice of my lover. "I don't wanna," I mumbled, after a quick glance at the digital clock, sitting on the nightstand beside my bed. "Tae, if you don't get out of bed now, I'm going to carry you all the way to class with just that T-shirt on," the younger threatened, yanking at my sheets. I shot up into a sitting position, face on fire. "You wouldn't actually do that, would you?" I asked, worried.

Jungkook chuckled, "as if I would show off my boyfriend's body to the rest of the world. Now get up, or do you want me to help you?" Grumbling, I flipped the warm covers off of my body, and stood up, groaning. My limbs were still tired and bruised, but they're better now that I've been staying in all weekend, with Jungkook playing nurse. The redhead slipped an arm around my shoulders, to support me, as he led us to the attached bathroom. "I'll make them all pay for laying their hands on you," the other promised, as he reached to grab my toothbrush.

A small smile curled on my lips, and I patted Jungkook's cheek. "I don't doubt you. Just make sure you don't do something stupid to get you kicked out of school, okay?" The aforementioned pressed a kiss on my jawline, before handing me my toothbrush. "There's no way I would do that after your parents paid for my whole tuition." I rolled my eyes, playfully, and shook my head. "Of course."

After Jungkook helped me put on my shoes, he swung my bag over one shoulder and wrapped a supportive arm around my waist, as we headed down the hall, to the elevator. "You know you don't have to hold me like this," I muttered. "I don't want you getting unwanted attention. There's probably a ton of rumors about us, by now." The other male scoffed, and sent me a pointed look. "Does it look like I care about what others think? They have to be prepared to get a beating, before they can talk shit about you or our relationship." I giggled, and shook my head. "Like I said. Don't do anything drastic." Jungkook only sighed, giving me an endearing expression.

"I promise, I promise. I'll just have to get smart with my revenge, then." I raised an eyebrow, and leaned forward to press the down button, for the elevator. "And what is your revenge, if I may ask?" The younger only sent me a wide smirk, "you'll see." I feigned a shiver, and rubbed my arms, for extra effect. "Brr, I feel a chill," I teased the redhead. He only rolled his eyes, before leading us into the lift after the doors slid open, with a ding. I exhaled, deeply, through my nose, and rested my cheek against Jungkook's warm chest. "I wish we could stay like this longer," I mumbled, aloud.

The younger pressed a kiss on the top of head, and rubbed an assuring hand along my side. "Don't worry, I'll let you cuddle me, when we get back." I snorted, "I can't believe the Jeon Jungkook, Mr. Bad-Boy, school delinquent, just allowed me cuddles after class." The redhead only responded, by nuzzling his face into my hair. "You're going to make it messy," I whined, lightly swatting the other's arm. "Even if it's messy, you're still gorgeous, so let me smell your shampoo, okay?" Jungkook retaliated, taking a huge inhale for emphasis.

"Didn't know you liked strawberry shampoo that much," I mumbled, feeling my cheeks heat up.

The doors of the elevator slid open, when it hit our floor, causing Jungkook to have to lift his face up from my hair. Which he did so, whilst grumbling about bad timing. Chuckling, I patted the other's chest, and let him lead me out of the metal compartment. "You can smell my hair while giving me cuddles, after class," I whispered into his ear. Jungkook eyed me, with a serious expression on his face. "You promised." I laughed, and nodded. "I promise."

The younger helped me up the steps, to our building, and continued to keep his arm wrapped around my waist, as we entered our class. The chattering in the room, immediately came to a halt, upon our entry, making the air become tense. Everyone's eyes were on us, and followed our every move, as we headed to our seats. It was very uncomfortable to be stared at like that, but I kept my head tall. Just because all of those things happened to me, doesn't mean I would let it get the best of me. I won't be bogged down by bad experiences.

I took my seat, and Jungkook slid onto the bench after me. He placed our bags in between our legs, and took my hand in his. Slowly, the younger leaned in closer, causing me to furrow my eyebrows, in confusion. "Uh, Jungkook? What are you doing?" I whispered, eyes never straying from his. "I said I'll be taking my revenge on the people who've hurt you, and giving a warning to those who might in the future," the other whispered back. His eyes flicked down to my lips, and he tilted his head. "You don't mind, do you?" I gave him a flat smile, but shook my head slightly, and closed my eyes.

The feeling of soft lips touching mine, made me smile into the kiss, despite myself. It was warm and gentle and possessive. Three things that definitely describe Jungkook. The fact that he's not ashamed to be kissing a man in front  of everyone, makes me feel so special. I'm the only one he will do this to. Me. Kim Taehyung.

Eventually, we pulled away, to greet a room full of shocked faces. The younger smirked, widely, and slung a protective arm around my shoulders, pulling me in close. "If anyone has a problem with our relationship, feel free to come to me about it. I might just let you go with only a bruised eye. But, that's only if you're lucky." He swung his gaze, and glared pointedly at a flabbergasted Lisa, and her posse. "Especially you. You're damned lucky you're only getting suspended."

The girl gave Jungkook a confused look, which only made him smirk wider. "Didn't you know? The office got a screenshot of you calling my boyfriend an ugly fag, and spreading rumors of how he's a slut who spreads his legs for any guy who gives him attention." I pulled my lips to the side, in a wry smile. I didn't know that there were really people out there, who would actually say things like that. But I guess there are exceptions.

Lisa flushed, at being called out, and sent me an icy look. "So you snitched, huh? Think you're safe hiding behind your boyfriend's back, all nice and comfy?" Rage filled my veins, as I smiled humorlessly. "For your information, I didn't tell him a thing. I was going to solve all of my problems on my own. But, it seemed like someone wanted to add to my plate. Jungkook was just passing by, and he found out that way. The only reason why I never resisted you, was because I would never stoop down to your level and physically hurt you."

I narrowed my eyes, "trust me. If I was a girl, I'd have whooped your ass a long time ago. But since I'm a guy, I can't really just hit you back can I?" Shrugging, I leaned back in my seat, and eased myself into Jungkook's side.

The younger pressed his lips against my ear, making me take everything I've got not to shiver. "And Johnny and his friends have been expelled from the school for attempted rape."

Smiling, I shook my head. "I really do love you."

"Well, I love you more."

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Sorry, for the late update :'(

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-Author-nim