the fear

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The class walked through the hall of the museum, following the art teacher who talked about several pictures from expressionism. Jungkook and Taehyung truly enjoyed this. Both studied the works of Art, speaking calmly about the artist, sharing their knowledge. Jungkook brushed his fingers over Taehyung's sometimes, making the other smile shyly. It was very peaceful, and Taehyung was thinking how he want to visit more exhibitions with Jungkook together. He smiled fondly at the thought. As the class continued to walk, Jungkook pulled Taehyung's hem and took his hand, pulling him into a hidden corner. He kissed his lips softly. Taehyung was a bit anxious to get caught, but he couldn't resist the love filled kisses Jungkook was giving to him. He felt so fully loved, light as a feather, butterflies storming through his tummy. Jungkook caressed his cheek with his warm hands, Taehyung immediately leaning in to the touch. "I just needed to kiss you." Jungkook said, making Taehyung's heart more fluttery. He leaned in again and kissed his lips again, savouring every touch and emotion he felt. "You make me dizzy." Jungkook said, trembling with his breath as he leaned his forehead against Taehyung's. It was so soft and intimate, Taehyung completely forgot where he was. There was just Jungkook and him. No one else. "I love you." Taehyung whispered and kissed him again. They heard a voice calling their names, making them fall out of their state and join the others. After the exhibition with the class, they were on their own heading for a restaurant nearby to eat something. Taehyung knew the restaurant, he was here a few times with his parents. He walked in, absentminded wrapping his arm around of Jungkook's waist smiling at him. They almost bumped into someone who was about to leave. "Taehyung?" Taehyung's eyes widen as he recognized his father. His fathers eyes looked down at Taehyung's arm, that was wrapped around Jungkook's waist. He looked back at Taehyung, who removed his hand quickly. He gulped. "What are you doing here?" "Just had my lunchbreak. You?" He ignored Jungkook completely. "We're going to get lunch, we were in a museum with Art class." He nodded. Taehyung begun to sweat. "Mr. Kim, nice too see you again. We study the same topic." Jungkook finally spoke. Taehyung 's father looked at him angrily. Taehyung travelled his eyes over the room, glad to find a familiar face. "Noa!" He waved. She waved back, but he motioned her to get to him. Noa stood up, excusing herself at her friends and attending the three males. Taehyung pulled her in and kissed her lips. Noa was a bit surprised, but she didn't protest. Jungkook's eyes widen. "Dad, this is Noa, my girlfriend." Noa looked quickly at him, but understood fast and played along. Jungkook's jaw dropped, his heart clenched, but he kept his mouth shut. Taehyung's father looked surprised at Noa, furrowed as he looked back at Taehyung. She wrapped her arm around Taehyung and cuddled against his chest. "Nice to meet you." She said friendly, bowing. His father brighten up and greeted her. "Nice to meet you too." He said, smiling at the pretty girl. He observed the whole scene again, feeling suspicious, but he let it glide, as Noa started to tell him a story. She was very good at making up anything, and his father believed her. Pretty girls won't lie, right? Jungkook was astonished how confident she showed herself as Taehyung's girlfriend, and even if he knew it was for their best to keep his mouth shut, he couldn't supress his jealousness and clenched his jaw, biting his teeth forcefully, to stay calm and not act possessive. "Well, I'd like to talk to you again, but I need to go back to work now. Maybe you invite her to our home sometime, hmm?" "Oh-h, yeah, sure." Taehyung stuttered, sweating even more. They said goodbye, looking at him how he disappeared outside. Noa let go of him. "You are owning me something." She said, smirking. "Um, sorry Noa. Thank you so much..." Noa crossed her arms. "Care to explain what this is all about?" Taehyung looked at Jungkook, who nodded quietly, still pissed, not in the mood to say anything himself. "Well...you know...promise me to keep this as a secret first." "I will." She said, curious if he admits what is already in her mind. "Okay...me and Jungkook...we are together....boyfriends..." Noa's smile grew wider. "Gosh, I knew it! Admit it!" "Yeah, yeah, you were right..." Noa nodded satisfied. "What do you mean?" Jungkook interrupted. "I assumed he has a crush on you, back in high school. He denied it then, or at least, wasn't sure about it. And, I guess since the prom day, I felt that your mind is also occupied with this hottie here." Jungkook blushed, as he remembered the uncomfortable incident. "Can we eat now? I'm starving." Jungkook said annoyed. "Aww, you are so cute together." Jungkook run his hand through his hair. "But I guess you don't want to share with the world how lucky you are?" She said, facing Taehyung once again. "It's complicated...my father isn't an open minded person..." "That's an underestimation." Jungkook laughed sarcastically. "So he's going to rip your head of if you tell him about your love for Jungkook?" "Definitely." He said nervous. "Oh come on, he can't be that bad. He seemed nice." She caressed Taehyung's arm, pissing Jungkook even more off. "He said, I won't be his son anymore, if he finds out I'm gay." "Oh. I'm sorry." She said looking pity at him. "Enough now. You heard everything you needed. We're going now." Jungkook pulled Taehyung's hand. "Wait a sec!" Noa yelled, making both boys stop in their track. She went after them biting her lips. "I said you owe me something." "What do you want?" she smirked. "Threesome?" "No!" Both yelled, and looked around after they did. "Okay, jeez, calm down. It's your choice. I'm always available for that." Jungkook shook his head. "Not in a million years." "But I want to get something else then." "Not if it's included any sexual activities." She pouted. "How boring." "What about this. You shut your mouth about what you heard, and I shut mine about your crush on Hobi." She gasped and turned crimson red. "How..." "I have my ways." Taehyung smirked. "Okay then. I leave it. See ya." She turned around and attended her friends again. They sat down to an empty table. "She's such a slut." Jungkook said disgusted. "Yeah, but Hobi is just the same. He's whoring around. His nickname is "Casanova", I heard it while some girls were speaking about him. Guess they will have more like an open relationship if it works out for them." "Does he even like her?" "I don't know. I saw him making out with her once, but that doesn't need to mean anything." "Since you just made out with her yourself, some seconds ago?" Jungkook said sternly. Taehyung sighed. "Look...Jungkook, I know it wasn't the best..." "You fucking kissed her, asshole." Taehyung looked blank at Jungkook, just now noticing how tensed the other one was. Jungkook's eyes were filled with anger and hurt, disappointed even, and Taehyung's heart sunk at this sight. "Jungkook, I'm sorry...I was in panic...." "And you couldn't come up with another excuse? Hmm? Or couldn't you just tell him? I know it sounds impossible, but- he thinks now Noa is your girlfriend, idiot! What if he really wants to invite you and her for dinner? Will you play along? How far will you go to cover your coward ass, who can't just accept our love, and fight for it?!" Taehyung looked flabbergasted, shocked about what Jungkook is saying. "We can't hide this forever Taehyung! Don't you love me enough?" "Of course I love you!" Tears were showing up in the brim of his eyes. "You know what, I'm not hungry anymore." He stood up and stormed out of the restaurant, Taehyung sat there and watched the door where Jungkook disappeared seconds ago. A tear escaped his eye and flowed down his burning cheek. He was shocked and anxious at the same time. He can't lose Jungkook. He can't. Rather will he lose his father then him. It was all too much to take in for him. He was afraid of his father, but he was more afraid of loosing the love of his life.


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