Taekook oneshots :)
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Occasional smut starting from Chapter 50
Ch 1-30 are not my best writing HAHA THEY BE CRINGEY AF , the better ones are 40 onwards :)
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"My eyes are always on you. I love you."
(A/N: Shawn, wherever you are, I love you so much. And thank you. For like, everything. Mendes army forever.)
What's more memorable, than your firsts? Your first steps, first words.
First crush.
To be the first of something significant to someone would be an honour. But when you're a young trainee boy who has to follow strict rules? Firsts didn't really matter, unless they were your first song, or award.
Jeon Jungkook had always loved Kim Taehyung.
And Kim Taehyung had always loved Jeon Jungkook.
1: The First Kiss
Taehyung POV
I caught him staring at me more than once during the dance practice.
I couldn't stop blushing. Jimin noticed, and he spent the whole break splashing my face with cold water. Jungkook was cute, funny and perfect. Way out of my league.
"You need to talk to him!" He whispered, slapping me hard on the arm. "He's probably too shy to talk to you first!"
I hit him back, glancing over at Jungkook, not sure whether I was flushing red from dancing or I was just dying slowly inside. Jimin flopped onto his back frustratedly, swinging his legs in my face.
"You're just scared~" He teased. I bit my lip and turned away from the direction that Jungkook was in.
"Its not like you would go over," I retorted. "Don't blame me for being nervous." Jimin rolled his eyes, a mischievous smirk plastered on his face.
Then his smile melted to a gaping hole, his eyes still holding his trademark mischief.
And then I felt the gentle tap on my shoulder and tingles ran down my back.
"Hyung, I want to talk to you," A meek, doe eyed and black haired Jungkook stood behind me, fidgeting with his fingers.
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I forced a smile, heart doing cartwheels in my rib cage. I felt Jimin's toes nudge my foot.
There was an awkward pause, as the two of us stood face to face, completely silent. I swear I could hear crickets chirping.
"Oh wait, in private?" I said, breaking the silence. There was a suppressed giggle from where Jimin was lying, and I kicked him in the shin to shut him up. Jungkook smiled sheepishly.
"Only if you don't mind, I mean..." Jungkook mumbled.
"No, that's totally- I mean, sure," I cut in, not completely sure of what to expect.
The two of us, young and innocent, left the practice room, to the unknown quiet and privacy of the back stairwell.
