Virulent -
1 : marked by a rapid, severe, and destructive course
2 : extremely poisonous or venomous
3 : full of malice
Jimin is perfect. Jeongguk is pathetic. Taehyung's a punk.
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Park Jimin
Perfect
Age: 17
Sexuality: Repressed
Park Jimin is perfect. The perfect student; polite, attentive, hardworking. The perfect son; obedient, respectful, appropriate. Untouchable.
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Jeon Jeongguk
Pathetic
Age: 16
Sexuality: Sordid
Jeon Jeongguk is pathetic; invisible, pitiable . He's a resident of abandoned spaces, a haunter of darkened closets; a fixture behind ramshackle sheds; used and discarded. Unlovable.
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Kim Taehyung
Punk
Age: 17
Sexuality: Fluid
Kim Taehyung is a punk. The prince in exile. The unruly heir. The new kid with cold eyes, a smart mouth and quick fists. Uncontrollable.
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Jeongguk watched with dull eyes as his latest opened the door to the stall, checking their zipper with their fingers quickly. He didn't bother getting up, simply tilting his head back to rest on the cool wall behind him until he heard the swing of the bathroom door. He closed his eyes and let out a heavy exhale.
"Um, excuse me?" He turned his head at the soft voice, meeting the concerned gaze of Perfect Prefect Jimin. He sighed again, turned back.
"Are you ok?"
"Peachy." He deadpanned, grabbing his aching jaw and working it from side to side. His scalp fucking hurt too. Hair pullers, ugh.
"You have a little..." From the corner of his eye, he could see Jimin pointing at his face.
"Hmm?" He looked at him again, eyebrows raised in query.
"Just..." The shorter boy touched his face just beside his lip and Jeongguk mirrored the gesture, his own fingers encountering something wet and viscous.
"Right." He replied, swiping his sleeve covered hand across his mouth. Jimin gave a delicate little shudder, as though completely repulsed by the action. Prissy Prefect Jimin. "Thanks."
"No problem." He frowned down at Jeongguk once more, the concern now mingled with a mild disgust. "You sure you're ok? It didn't sound like you were enjoying... whatever that was."
"It's called a blow job." He explained in a patronizing tone. "And I liked it just fine, thanks."
"Didn't sound like it." Jimin insisted.
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A/N Coming soon! Get excited dearies. It's gonna be a hell of a ride!
