Bully | Taekook

11

a few weeks had gone by since jimin and namjoon's crazy encounter. jimin's birthday was just around the corner and taehyung was still agonizing over what to get him.

"i already told you a million times, taehyung.
we literally almost kissed!" jimin said.

"he's a teacher. are you sure, jimin?"

"a thousand percent sure! i've caught him staring at me like a thousand times since it happened. i just... i really wish we could talk and- "

taehyung cut him off.

"woah, slow down. jimin, he's your teacher. his job a-and livelihood are at stake. if you guys actually started something... that could be-"

taehyung immediately stopped talking when he looked up and laid eyes on jungkook across the hallway.

"tae?" jimin questioned, but taehyung couldn't even hear him.

he flinched when he saw jungkook make eye contact with him. once jungkook noticed tae, he quickly turned around and walked the other direction.

awhile back, jungkook had made tae promise that nothing would change between them.

but the truth was, something had changed.

jungkook used to harass him multiple times a day. whenever jungkook saw him, he would give him a hard time. but now, whenever he see's him, he just walks the other way. seeing each other during school just felt awkward now, considering the circumstances.

"what's that all about?" jimin questioned.

"it's nothing."

"no, it's not. why doesn't he bother you anymore? did you finally tell someone?"

"no, chim. i don't know. it doesn't matter. let's just talk about something else."

jimin could sense he was hiding something, but decided not to pry.

"alright then. how about we discuss my birthday!" he said, with a smile.

"yeah, good idea."

"okay so i was thinking-"

ding ding ding

"oh, shoot! we forgot about class," jimin said, running off to their english room, tae running behind him.

when they got there, joon glanced at the both of them.

"you boys are late," he said.

"sorry, mr.kim. we lost track of time," tae said, nervously.

"that's alright. just go sit down," he said, avoiding eye contact with jimin.

jimin rushed to his seat and put his head down on the desk immediately, much to embarrassed to look up at his teacher. he knew his face was bright red and for whatever reason, he felt like crying. all he wanted was namjoon and he knew he would never get him.

tae walked over and sat down by jimin. glancing across the room, he saw jungkook staring at him, his tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek. once their eyes met, jungkook quickly looked back down.

-

the rest of the day was long and boring. jimin had lots of studying to do, so tae knew he was on his own again. it took a little while, but he finally made it back to jungkook's house.

once he made it inside, he heard some yelling.

"where the fuck is it?" the man, who tae assumed was jungkook's dad, yelled.

"i didn't touch your beer, i promise," jungkook whined.

"so it just disappeared from the fridge?"

"no, you must have drank it. you probably just don't remember."

"what did you just say to me?"

"never mind. i didn't mean it."

tae heard a loud slap.

"you worthless piece of shit."

slap

"fucking trash."

slap

tae knew he was the one responsible for the missing beer, but he did nothing. he rationalized what he was doing by convincing himself that jungkook deserved it for all the things he put him through. the truth was, jungkook didn't deserve it. nobody deserved what jungkook was going through.

eventually the slapping stopped.

and tae didn't sleep that night.