Chaos And Destruction

CHAPTER SEVEN

I'm back looking like a snack except I feel like crap🤧

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         ○are you by any chance LGBTQ+○

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"Tae!?"

Jimin's breath hitched as Taehyung stepped right into BamBam's personal space, his designer shoes squeaking on the linoleum as he squared his shoulders like a prince ready for battle.

"What the hell do you think you're doing to my Chimchim?" Tae's voice wasn't loud, but it cut through the hallway like a knife — sharp enough to make every passing student freeze and glance over.

BamBam's lip curled into a mocking grin. He shoved Taehyung back with a palm to his chest. "Kicking his worthless ass. What — you wanna get the same, pretty boy?"

If this had been months ago, Taehyung might've backed down, worried about his reputation — but not now. Not with Jimin pressed behind him, his small hand clutching Tae's uniform jacket in trembling fingers.

Taehyung's eyes glittered with a cold fire. He stepped right back in, ignoring BamBam's shove, until their noses were inches apart.

"You can't touch us," Tae said calmly, tilting his head with a smirk that was all sharp teeth and promise.

BamBam laughed, dry and mean. "Yeah? Why's that? You gonna call your mommy? Or maybe your sugar daddy?" He sneered. "Who's your boyfriend, huh? Probably another f—"

Tae cut him off, voice dropping to a purr, dripping venom and victory.
"Actually... you know him. Jeon Jungkook."

At that name, BamBam's fake confidence flickered. His eyes darted down at the half-healed bruises around his wrist — the same wrist Jungkook had nearly snapped like a twig days ago.

Tae followed his gaze and let out a mocking gasp. He pointed lazily at the ugly purple cast.

"Still healing, huh? That looks painful. Should I ask our boyfriend to match it on the other side? What do you think, Chim?" Taehyung asked sweetly, glancing back at Jimin.

Jimin's mouth opened and closed like a fish. He was pressed against the lockers, heart hammering so hard he thought it'd crack his ribs. He stuttered, "I—I—"

BamBam's face twisted into rage. "Jeon wouldn't waste his time on—"

"Ahh, see, that's where you're wrong," Taehyung cut in, voice ice cold. He stepped back, dragging Jimin with him by the wrist. "Anyway... I tried to warn you. Looks like you just signed your own death warrant. Oops." He winked, spun on his heel, and strutted away like a runway model — Jimin stumbling to keep up.

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"Tae! Why are we in the bathroom!?"

Jimin's voice bounced off the tiled walls, pitched high with panic as Taehyung dumped his backpack onto the sink counter and started pulling out a small black bag.

"Because, Chim," Tae said, rummaging around until he found a compact, a brush, and a palette of makeup that probably cost more than Jimin's rent. "That idiot BamBam doesn't get it. He won't stop until someone sets him on fire."

Jimin blinked. "Wait — fire?"

Taehyung laughed, low and wicked, popping open the compact mirror. "Figuratively. For now." He dabbed some bruise-toned shadow under his own eye, blending it perfectly into the light swelling BamBam's punch had left. Then he turned and tilted Jimin's chin up, brushing powder onto his cheek.

Jimin squeaked. "Taehyung, what are you doing—"

"Trust me, Chimchim," Tae cooed, leaning in conspiratorially. "When Kookie sees this? BamBam's gonna wish he was never born."

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Meanwhile...

Jackson leaned against the gym doorframe, arms crossed, eyebrows raised at Jungkook pacing back and forth like a caged tiger.

"So..." Jackson said slowly, drawing out the word. "You, Taehyung, and Jimin. It's official?"

Jungkook ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah. It's just— I don't know, hyung. I feel... happy. Like, really happy. And terrified at the same time. Like I'm gonna fuck it all up. Like I don't deserve either of them."

Jackson's face softened. He stepped forward and clapped a hand on Jungkook's shoulder. "Hey. You hear me? That's old shit talkin'. You deserve good things, Kookie. And those two? They're good for you. Fight for them."

Jungkook looked away, jaw clenched. Before he could answer, a familiar voice floated through the gym.

"Ohhh, Kookie baby~!"

Jackson's jaw dropped. "Oh, he can call you that in public but I can't?!"

Jungkook's head whipped around — and the grin that spread across his face dropped the moment he saw them.

Tae and Jimin stood by the door — but instead of soft smiles, they were sporting fresh bruises painted in ugly violets and reds. Taehyung's eye was puffed slightly, a perfect mark of a fist. Jimin's cheek was blotched purple-blue, his collar pulled down just enough to reveal a mottled bruise blooming over his shoulder.

"What the hell happened?" Jungkook's voice was so low it vibrated the air around them. The easy grin was gone, replaced by a dark, dangerous calm.

Jimin laughed weakly, patting his arm like it was fine. "It's okay, Kookie. Really — it looks worse than it is—"

"The hell it is!" Taehyung snapped, shooting Jimin a glare. "Don't lie to him."

Jungkook's eyes darted between them, breath shallow. "Who. Did. This."

Jimin bit his lip. He couldn't lie to that voice. "It was... it was BamBam, okay? But don't do anything stupid, please, Kookie—"

Jungkook's smile was cold, humorless, his eyes narrowed into slits. "Oh, no. Nothing stupid. Me and Jackson are just gonna take a little walk."

Jimin tugged at his sleeve. "Kookie, wait—"

Jungkook kissed the top of Jimin's head, then pressed a soft kiss to Taehyung's temple, whispering, "Stay here. I'll be right back."

Jackson cracked his knuckles beside him, grinning like the devil incarnate. "You heard him. Come on, Kook. Let's go have a chat with BamBam."

"Taehyung! Shouldn't we stop him?" Jimin squeaked as they watched the two boys disappear down the hallway like wolves scenting blood.

Taehyung shrugged, tugging Jimin into his side. "Nah. I think we should get popcorn."

He kissed Jimin's cheek, the soft touch an anchor against the roar building down the hall — where somewhere, very soon, BamBam was about to learn exactly what it meant to piss off Jeon Jungkook's boyfriends.

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Sorry if there are a lot of mistakes I wrote this at like 11:30 and finished around 12:10am so I'm just really tired but I'll try to update more 😉 ily

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