Trapped (BTS AU)

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Jungkook's POV

First lesson of the day is math. Sigh. I hate math, it's so boring. I had to do the usual introduce myself to the class bullshit. I just said, "I'm jeon Jungkook." Then sat down beside Hoseok. The teacher Mr Grant looked bewildered. A few students giggled and he shook his head returning to the lesson.

I had to stifle a yawn. I was not going to bother even attempting to do work. Hoseok's pen whizzed across his work book and in just under fifteen minutes he had completed it. He did not tell the teacher though.

"Why don't you take your work to the teacher?" I ask him.

"Oh, uh, well. I shouldn't draw attention to myself."

I blinked at him confused. "Erm, okay."

"Look sir!" A boy shouted from behind us. Hoseok froze. "The nerd has finished his work!"

The boy has brown hair with green highlights in his long bangs. He is good looking, but obviously an arse. I realise that he and the guys he is sat with now, are the ones that we had seen earlier in the corridor.

"Good job Hoseok!" Mr Grant beamed. "My star student."

Hoseok puts his head down and I can see tears fulling his eyes. The boy behind us laughs with his friends. "Aw does the nerd want a sticker?"

I swing around in my seat to glare at him. "What is your problem?"

"Excuse me?"

"What's your name?"

"Taehyung, so what?" He scowls.

"Taehyung." I smirk at him. "Its not Hoseok's fault that you're jealous of him because you are thick as shit."

"Jeon Jungkook!" Mr Grant bellows.

"What?"

"Detention."

"What the hell? Cant you see that they are bullying Hoseok sir? Someone should stick up for him."

"Is that true Hoseok?"

Hoseok remains silent.

"Hobi, tell him." I prod.

"Its nothing." Hoseok whispers. "Nothings wrong sir."

"Are you sure Hoseok?"

I tut in disbelief at the teacher's stupidity. "Of course he won't say anything while these dipshits are here!"

Taehyung leaps out of his seat. "Who you calling a dipshit,?"

I stood leering at him. "I thought it was obvious that I was referring to you and your mutants." He seethes at me, clenching his fists. "Go on then, hit me." I smirk, goading him to strike me. Sadly he doesn't take the bait and he skulks back into his seat, muttering something like "wait till later.". I sneer at him. "Pussy."

"JEON JUNGKOOK!"

"Oh what?!" I roll my eyes at Mr Grant.

"Head master's office! You too Hoseok."

Hoseok whimpers.

I huff. "Why does he get into trouble?"

"He isnt in trouble. But if he is having some problems then we need to know about it. I'll write you a note." He quickly scribbles on a piece of paper then hands it to Hoseok. "Dont be afraid Hoseok. Just let us help you okay?"

Hoseok trembled. He shoots a worried glance at Taehyung. I put my arm around him and we make our way to the headmaster's office.

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Hoseok was instructed to wait outside while the headmaster berated me.

"Well, Jungkook. Your first day at this school and already you are in my office. What do you think about that?"

I sniff. "Its not bad as office's go. You could maybe put some flowers around though, and a few more pictures up of your boasting awards."

Mr Powell frowns. I cannot help but laugh at his confused expression. Then his face turns red and I think it must be time to shut up.

"Mr Jeon, this is all just a joke to you isnt it?"

"Not really. It's not that great a joke to be fair."

Mr Powell sighs. "Jungkook, help me out here please. I was reluctant to take you on considering what happened at your last school. But your mother told me that you wish to be a police officer when you leave school. I thought that you might be keen to get your head down and work towards that goal. Though the way you're going at the moment you'll probably end up as a criminal."

"Okay." I exhale. "I was planning on being different. I really was. I made a friend, Hoseok. But he's being bullied and he wont do anything about it, he's too scared. So I wanted to help put a stop to it."

"Alright. Do you know who the Bullie's are?"

"One is Taehyung. I dont know the name of the other's but, I think he is the leader."

Mr Powell nods. "Okay, thank you for bringing it to our attention Jungkook. In future though, could you inform us in a less destructive manner?"

He smiles at me and I grin. Mr Powell is not an arse after all. He is pretty cool as head master's go.

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I wait for Hoseok for what seems like forever. I hope he is opening up in there not cowering and staying silent. I don't care that if he doesn't admit he is being bullied it will make me look like an idiot, but Taehyung and his cronies will carry on bullying Hoseok and it might even get worse. I won't let that happen. I'll keep telling on them until I am blue in the face if I have to. I cannot stand bullies.

Finally Hoseok emerges. His eyes are red and he is clutching a piece of tissue in his hands.

"Hobi, are you okay?"

"Yes." He sniffles. "I told him that sometimes Taehyung has a disagreement with me. And sometimes I get upset."

"A disagreement?" I ask astonished. "you think that's all it is?" I'm glad that he has said something but, in a way he's barely told Mr Powell anything. Bullying is not just a simple disagreement, it's far worse than that. Hoseok's eyes fill up again and I mentally slap myself. I have to be gentle with with him. "Its okay Hobi." I sooth him. "You did a great job. It's best to talk about things rather than suffer it alone."

He nods slowly. "He said that I can go to the nurse's office if I need a time out. Until I feel better. And he said you can stay with me."

"Okay. Then that's what we'll do. I know you don't want anyone else seeing you upset."

"No I don't." Hoseok shakes his head. "They will laugh at me."

"Then let's go see the nurse." I smile at him and he smiles beautifully back at me.