Occupational Hazards - Taekook Style (Oneshot Collection)

Soccer Hands

They were rivals and had been for years. Two rival soccer teams that you could call enemies. The opposing fans disliked each other, the teams were feisty on the pitch and derby matches were a big occasion for everyone involved.

There was a love hate relationship between two of the star players and both teams knew it. They were both midfielders and would often take each other out on the pitch, going head to head constantly. Their teammates would laugh about it in the dressing room afterwards and each of them would deny that their relationship was anything other than hate.

"You need to just fuck him and get it out your system" Jimin was the striker for 'Hearts'

"Can't I just break his legs instead?" Jungkook thought his, was the better suggestion as he pulled his jeans on.

"This has been going on too long and it's so obvious that you fancy him." Jimin missed the face that Jungkook made at him as he pulled the t-shirt over his head.

The match had been a draw, Hearts had gone 1-0 up with Jimin scoring from outside the box, then the Tigers had equalised, followed by another goal straight after to make it 1-2 to the away team at half time. The battle in midfield had been difficult as usual but made to look harder than necessary by Jungkook and Taehyung, who took every opportunity to tackle each other to the ground.

The team talk for Hearts at half time had mostly been 'go and win' with some laughing at Jungkook who'd been put on his backside by Taehyung, just before the whistle. Jungkook had started the second half with fire in his gut and was subsequently given a yellow card for hacking Taehyung down when he was nowhere near the ball, which then had Jimin standing in between them as they squared up to each other.

The referee booked Taehyung minutes later for pulling Jungkook's shirt and he was lucky not to receive a red card when he reacted to the smirk and comment from Jungkook about him only needing to ask if he was that desperate to get him shirtless. Thankfully, the Tigers goalie, Namjoon, had dragged Taehyung away before anything further happened.

Things had escalated when Jimin scored the second goal for Hearts and Jungkook had celebrated by smacking Taehyung's backside as he ran over to leap onto the pile of bodies in purple shirts, celebrating in the corner.

The red card raised in the air wasn't a surprise to anyone after Taehyung had slid in with two feet off the ground, taking Jungkook clean out and making no attempt to go for the ball. The away fans in the white and black tiger striped shirts had applauded the number 24 for the tackle and certainly thought the red card was worth it. The home fans were cheering the referee's decision and sang 'cheerio' as Taehyung walked off the pitch.

The Tigers had taken it as a win, being the away team and getting a draw with 10 men on the pitch, the team not giving Taehyung a hard time about the red card, mainly because they were all going out for drinks after the game so they wanted him in a good mood.

"What did that number 22 say to you before Joon dragged you away?" Hobi asked his team mate as they all polluted the air with deodorant.

"That I only needed to ask if I wanted his top off, or something like that, cocky twat." Taehyung had showered and changed before the others and had been sitting in the changing room stewing.

Hobi laughed along with the rest of the team "So, are you gonna ask?"

"Fuck off!" There was no way Taehyung wanted to see Jungkook without a shirt and hadn't once thought about how his abs would look while he rode him.

"He doth protest too much" their striker said.

"He's right, Tae." Namjoon nodded in agreement.

"Just because he's fit, doesn't mean I want him to fuck me."