🌹Flower Boys🌹|| Taekook ||

Chapter: 4

Taehyung still managed to go to school for the rest of the week, it was already Friday and the first week of school was almost already over.

However, there was something that irked Taehyung deep within him that he hadn't told anyone about. He couldn't get that stupid boy Jungkook out of his head. He thought that everything about the said boy was just so weird.

First, it was just his odd aura that hung around him, flooding into every room he stepped in. Taehyung didn't want to say that he was obsessed him, he was just very 'observant'. Second, the way the boy had punched him and supposedly ran away with fear in his eyes? It just didn't make any sense to Taehyung. Jungkook had looked like the popular school jock that everyone drooled over and who was ripped and tough... but that didn't sound 'tough' to Taehyung at all. Third, Jungkook hadn't returned to school for the rest of the week. Taehyung just thought why? Why was he avoiding school when he acted like he was the 'big' guy all the time? Hell, Jungkook straight up punched Taehyung in the stomach, but fights happen... it wasn't unusual for a high school to have fight, right? Taehyung asked himself.

He just hated the fact that the boy occupied his mind all of a sudden and now 24/7. At first it made Taehyung uncomfortable, thinking that if a guy was always thinking about another guy that it would seem gay, no? But Taehyung told himself that he wasn't gay, that wasn't even a question in his head anymore when he realized he was just going crazy. It's just that this boy was so mysterious, Taehyung. And he wanted to know more. He needed to know more.

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It was lunch time already, he sat down with Jimin and Hoseok as usual. All three of them set down their trays of some mushy orange stuff with a small roll (bread) on the side which was as hard as a rock.

"Someone's gotta have some mad paintings skills to make that rock look like a poor innocent roll." Hoseok laughed.

Jimin giggled, "Yeah, maybe it was our own little Taehyungie over here. Wow Tae, what a traitor." He said sarcastically.

Taehyung just rolled his eyes.

"Oh yeah! Tae, don't you have art classes after school still? How are those going? You never told us about them this week." Hoseok said, pouting.

"Well I haven't gone to one yet. There was a problem at the place so I only have Fridays to go now, so this afternoon will be my first class this school year! Agh, I can't wait!" Taehyung squealed from the excitement rising within him.

"That's cool. Do you know anyone that goes there?" Jimin asked out of simple small talk.

"No, not really. All the people there are really old anyways, no one is near my age, so every class there's new people because  some come and go just for the experience. Though, there are a few regulars around, like me, but like I said, they're all old and not people who I'd choose to talk to." Taehyung shrugged. It didn't bother him if none of his friends were there, he just loved art and that was all. And if anything, doing it alone was probably much more calmer and nicer than doing it with his two best friends who were quite loud and reckless.

"That's a bummer. But I guess you enjoy it that way, don't you?" Hoseok said with a knowing smile.

Taehyung laughed, "Yeah, Hobi hyung."

They started trailing off to other random topics that popped into their head until there was a student standing on a table, giving an announcement.

"Hey guys! Fellow seniors!" It was the rich kid that everyone knew —and yes, he was even richer than Taehyung— who, just now, talked to people he'd probably had never even talked to before.