VENDETTA | VKOOK

┌TWENTY FIVE┐

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[to Mark]
box thing worked. dokeun put me in charge of finding out who was behind it. tho you didnt tell me the box had the pink dress in it that was a bit cruel.

[from Mark]
Shut it, tae. you did a good job. who cares if its cruel lol everything about this is cruel. now make sure someone from that house seems guilty.

[to Mark]
who?

[from Mark]
jungkook. just be mean to him, maybe he'll spit out more secrets which you can use against him. plus, if you rile him up he'll probably break up with you and you wont have to do it.

Taehyung sighed to himself and put the phone back in his pocket, walking towards Jungkook's room. Taehyung was in a good position right now. Dokeun pulled a stupid move and trusted Taehyung. Now Taehyung would spin that trust around and use it for his advantage.

Taehyung reached Jungkook's room and then realized Jungkook was crying inside. Taehyung remembered what just happened and opened the door slowly. Taehyung saw Jungkook sitting on the bed, tears pouring out of his doey brown eyes.

"T-Taehyung," Jungkook breathed out, and Taehyung felt something. Like a twist in his gut. He didn't know what it was. But it made him rush towards the boy.

Jungkook stood up and hugged him tightly, Taehyung hugging him back, patting his back. "Do-do you know who could've done this? I-it's so mean," Jungkook sobbed out, and Taehyung pulled back, wiping Jungkook's tears.

"I don't know, doll. But I'll find out. Don't you worry." Taehyung told him, and saw Jungkook nod and clutch onto his shirt.

"Thank you, Taehyung. I-I don't know what I'd do without you." Jungkook whispered, burrowing his nose in the nook of Taehyung's neck. Taehyung stilled but hugged him back.

The feeling in his gut worsened.

"That's alright." Taehyung said softly, and then Jungkook reached his head back, looking at Taehyung. Jungkook smiled a little, and then leaned forward, clasping their lips together.

Taehyung hummed into the kiss, gripping his waist tightly. Their lips moved against one another, and Jungkook whimpered into his lips, fingers trickling down his neck.

Suddenly, Taehyung's phone started ringing. Taehyung ignored it, pressing Jungkook against the edge of the bed. The boy pulled away, sighing softly.

"Your phone keeps ringing, Tae!" Jungkook whined, and Taehyung sighed and took his phone out.

It was Jackson.

Jungkook watched as Taehyung hesitantly looked at the phone screen for a bit, and then cut the call and placed his phone back in his pocket. Jungkook got a smile on his face, and Taehyung grabbed Jungkook by his thighs and lifted him onto the bed, climbing between his legs.

Jungkook wrapped his arms and legs around him, kissing him back softly. Taehyung kissed him with the same caliber, and then Jungkook pulled away to breathe, and Taehyung started kissing his cheek and down to his jaw.

Jungkook bit his lip, breathing heavily. "Tae I- wait-" Jungkook let out, and Taehyung pulled away. Jungkook looked up at him.

"What?" Taehyung asked.

"Your phone's ringing again. Who's calling?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung groaned, taking his phone out. It was Jackson again.

Taehyung got an annoyed look on his face and then cut the call and chucked his phone to the other side of the bed, and returned to kissing Jungkook.