Taekook Oneshots

BE MY (BOY)FRIEND

warning: fluff, highschoolAU
[taehyung and jungkook both have the same age, 16 years old.]

taehyung has orange hair and he has glasses, jungkook has brown.

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Dear Taehyung,

Hi! It's me, Jungkook. I know you're definitely wondering as to why would I write a letter to you. Well uhm, I was wondering maybe if we can be friends. Uhm, I know you definitely hate my guts since I'm the "badboy" of the school and the one who always gets detention so I am sincerely apologizing for the trouble I've caused you.

Anyways, I'm hoping we can be great friends in the future! Stay safe, Taehyung-ssi. See you tomorrow!

-Jeon Jungkook.

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"Jeon...Jung...kook?" Taehyung stared at the piece of paper in his hands, silently reading the letter again and again. He looked at the boy who gave him the letter, who's scratching his nape awkwardly. He's clutching his books tightly in his hands, wanting nothing more but to vanish in the library.

"As in the bad boy, Jeon Jungkook?" The orange haired male asked, the boy in front just nodded.

"Oh. Okay. Thanks for the letter, Jihoon-ssi." He then patted the boy's shoulder and walked pass through him, making his way to his locker.

He opened his locker and stared at the piece of paper in his hands for a moment. He bit his lips to prevent the big smile that's making its way to his face, though he can't hide the red that dusted his soft cheeks once he read the letter.

He carefully put the letter inside and adjusted his glasses, grabbing his english textbook and other things before closing his locker and going to his english class.

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"Seriously, Jeon? A handwritten letter? What are we? A bunch of 5th graders? You've been crushing on him since 3rd grade! Step up your game. It's not like you can't do it." Yugyeom exclaimed, catching the tennis ball he had been throwing in the air several minutes ago. Jungkook just glared at him, throwing him the pillow in his hands.

"Well, it's Jungkook we're talking about. He'll probably shy away the minute he sees Taehyung in front of him." Yoongi snickered, walking to the mini fridge attached in Jungkook's room.

The boys are having a sleep over at Jungkook's, since the brown haired male wanted to ask some love advices from his dear friends. He now regrets his decisions and asks himself as to why he asked advices from them.

"Shut up, dwarf. It's not like you can confess to that Jimin guy in our math class." Jungkook stuck his tongue out, a childish move to be precise. Yoongi glared at him before grabbing the bag of chips at the coffee table and getting the cup of milk in Jungkook's fridge.

Jungkook sighed, burying his face in his pillow. He thumped his fists in the matress, bouncing on the bed lightly.

"I just don't know how I'd do it!" His voice became muffled as he continuously whined in the pillow.

Seokjin--who is sitting beside Yugyeom--threw a pillow at the brown haired male hitting him at the back of his head. The boy grumbled lightly before sitting up.