Empty (Taekook)

Part 10

3rd person pov

The boys have been distant since the incident.

Jungkook avoiding the other at all costs. Even going as far as waiting till he's fallen asleep to take a shower and prepare for bed. Waking up hours before classes started to leave before him.

Although it didn’t really matter, as they are im similar majors, taking similar classes.

No matter what, they bump into each other. So Taehyung doesn't understand the youngers effort.

Today is monday. Meaning they both have art at 8:30.

Usually Taehyung could care less about what his roommates are doing, but not with Jungkook.

Something about the latter makes him want to make him his.

No one else allowed to touch him how Taehyung does. Talk to him how he does. No one but him.

So maybe that's why when he saw Jungkook walk to their shared class with Hoseok, who isn't even in said class, he got pissed.

“Hey hobi, kook.” He steps between the two. Putting his arms around their shoulders. Hobi does not blink an eye, but Kook tenses visibly.

Taehyung’s pov

“Sup V.” Hobi says with a smile. “How’ve you been?” He asks.

“Pretty good. A bit lonely.” I feel Jungkook tense more as those words leave my mouth.

“Well, you have an amazing roommate right here.” He tilts his head torwards Jungkook. “Besides seems like you two have already gotten pretty close. “  I smirk as Jungkook blushes at that comment.

“Oh we've gotten very close.” I say suggestively wiggling my brows playfully.

Hobi laughs at the joke, I can tell he half believes it, knowing me.

We show up at the class and Hobi says goodbye to Jungkook winking. I feel my blood boil as I tighten my grip on the younger.

“What t-the hell V?! “ He whisper yells at me. He pulls himself from my grip , straightened his shirt and walks into the classroom.

I follow suit. Except instead of sitting in my usual seat in the back, I sit up front with Jungkook.

He doesn't seem to notice me, as he was too busy with the worksheet that had been passed out prior to the beginning of class.

I smirk as an evil idea pops into my head.

The teacher walks out explaining that they've forgotten something. Leaving me with the perfect opening.

I watch as his face flushes a deep shade of red as I place my hand on his knee.

He glances at me and gulps, but continues his work.

I run my hand up further, until its resting on his upper thigh.

His face is a deep red now as he presses his legs together. He tries pushing my hand off and this only causes me to squeeze his thigh as a warning.

“V! P-please stop-p!” He begs just above a whisper.

He bites his bottom lip as I slowly bring my hand up more.

“Why? What's wrong, kook?” I smirk as I rest my hand just below his hard-on.

“P-please.” He begs holding the sides of his chair.

The teacher walks in apologizing for the delay.

I pull my hand away from his burning skin with a knowing smirk.

“Okay class, today we’ll be doing a group project.” Our teacher Ms. Min says clapping her hands. Thankfully she is one of the most laid back professors. Making her my favorite.

“It'll be a conjoined project with students in a photography major.” She explains with a smile. “You will be redrawing pictures that the students from photography take..” Everyone makes a sound of understanding causing her to clap her hands.

“That's not all class, there is a twist.” A few students tilt their heads in confusion while others groan. “There is only one canvas. There will be pairs of 2 from this class, paired with one person from photography as there are more students in this class.” She explains this while walking around the room, hitting the desk of those who put their heads down or weren’t paying attention.

“Any questions?” She asks with a smile. A few hands go up and she laughs. “Yes I am picking the pairs.”

A few groan, some feel unphased. I am just hoping I’m paired with little kookie here.

“The pairs are on the board. You may check your partner and leave.” She opens a book on her desk and when no one moves sighs. “Class Dismissed.”

Everyone shoots up out of their chairs. Checking their pairs.

Kook and I stay seated knowing it would be better to wait until it clears a bit.

Once there's less people rushing around I stand and walk upto the board

A smirk finds its way onto my face as I find my name.

Jungkook and Taehyung with Yoongi

That’s right, hyung has photography. This will be interesting

Jungkooks pov.

When I see taehyung's name next to mine I sigh. Knowing it won’t be easy. He’s so mean, and disrespectful.

Yet, he knows so much more than me.

My hand reaches out to touch the bruises hidden under my clothing. What they are I have no clue.

It felt good but...so wrong.

I smile seeing as Yoongi hyung will be there.  He won’t let anything happen to me. I’m grateful for that.

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