A story in which Jungkook wants Taehyung to notice him but Taehyung is already crushing on kookie97, a worldwide known celebrity who hasn't revealed his face yet.
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Taehyung stared up at the dark sky, only a few single stars observable. Everything up there was so peaceful, the blonde was sort of envious of the universe. The planets were living their chillest life while he had to deal with more and more stress every single day. He sighed, sauntering back to his hyungs who started to get angry.
"Where are they?" Hoseok complained, referring to Minji and Jungkook who still haven't emerged from the Hot Springs yet.
"I don't fucking know but those bastards should hurry the fuck up." Yoongi hissed, his foot tapping against the ground impatiently.
"What if," Seokjin said slowly, "Jungkookie's really showing her his dick?"
"Hyung!!" the white-haired male snapped.
Taehyung closed eyes, lips tightening to keep the whimper inside as unwanted images of Jungkook pleasuring Minji flooded his head. He curled his hands into fists, shoulders twitching.
"Hey, calm down Tae, everything's fine, they won't do such a thing." Jimin, who noticed Taehyung's reaction, whispered into his ear, his voice soothing as he rubbed the blonde's back in circles.
Right afterwards, Jungkook and Minji came into sight, running over to them. They were panting slightly as they reached them which Taehyung found strange because not even a person with asthma would've been this much out of breath after this short distance.
On top of that, their hair was disheveled and Minji's shirt was crumpled at some places. Wait, it wasn't even her shirt, it was Jungkook's!! Taehyung felt his stomach churn. Did they—
"Did you two make out or why are you so out of breath?" Seokjin voiced out the blonde's thoughts.
Taehyung felt an excruciating ache pierce through his heart as Jungkook and Minji blushed sheepisly, the brunette even scratching the back of his neck timidly. Lips quivering as the dull pain intensified with every second that Taehyung watched them, he felt his body going numb, only one thought ghosting around in his head.
'He's completely over me.'
A tear slipped out of his watered eyes, running down his cheek wordlessly. Right in that moment, Jungkook decided to glance at him. His mouth went slightly agape as he noticed Taehyung was crying, the blonde's usually so sparkly orbs now gleaming with pain. The older just averted his gaze, rubbing his eyes wordlessly so no one would notice.
"C'mon, let's just go to the car." Yoongi sighed and the walk back was unusually quiet.
Taehyung was one of the first ones to get in and lifelessly flopped down on his former seat, eyes staring outside emotionlessly. Until there was a hand on his thigh and it took the blonde a few seconds to process that it was Jungkook's.
His gaze travelled up to the brunette's face and something deep inside him sparked as the younger showed him his trademark bunny smile. Yoongi who was sitting to Jungkook's right, already had fallen asleep against the window which meant no one could see what they were doing in the obscure car.
Jungkook carefully took Taehyung's hand into his own and began playing with his fingers, comparing their sizes or just pressing the pads of their fingers together, the blonde watching with utmost perplexity.
"Tae?" Jungkook's round eyes were suddenly staring straight into his own and Taehyung almost jumped from the closeness. But what definitely did leap was his heart after he registered how the younger had adressed him.
"Y-yeah?" he asked, pulse quickening as Jungkook laced their fingers together and squirmed the slightest bit closer to him and Taehyung's breath hitched when only millimeters separated them.
"Can you lend me your shoulder?" he whispered, pleading with big irresistible eyes.
"U-uh, sure." Taehyung mumbled and Jungkook smiled brightly, nestling his head into the other's neck before closing his eyes, his fluffy brown hair tickling the other's skin.
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Once again, a sleepover was coming their way, this time to learn the choreo of Dimple and Blood Sweat & Tears. They had to hurry up a little because the school festival was only 5 days away so they met up earlier than last time. It was exactly 9 am as they were gathered in the Jeon's garden.
"Today there's gonna a little bit of a change." Minji announced and jerked her head at Jungkook.
"I already taught Jungkook both choreos and for today we're splitting things up a bit. I'll explain and Jungkook is gonna show you."
The first choreo was Blood Sweat & Tears and Taehyung was close to drooling as he watched Jungkook demonstrate it bit by bit while Minji explained some stuff. Taehyung had his body under control until there was this particular move that almost had him hardening infront of all the boys and Minji.
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Jungkook was literally grinding on the floor— but he wasn't done. Taehyung felt a wave of arousal surge throughout his entire body as Jungkook rolled on his back and thrusted his hips up into midair.
"So basically, everyone will do that move except you, Taehyung. Since you're singing the pre-refrain you're gonna stay in the middle while the others will perform this part around you in form of a circle."
That's when the blonde knew he was fucked up. Actually, he should be glad that he only had carry out this special move one time because he was singing one of the two pre-refrains but this seemed more like a torture to him because he'd probably even have to watch Jungkook.
Anyways, moving on. A few hours later they mastered Blood Sweat & Tears. The rappers were officially done now, only the singers had to stay back for Dimple. Taehyung hoped for the last choreo to be an easy one. And it somehow was, there weren't as many hectic moves as in Blood Sweat & Tears or Idol but it was definitely special in its own way.
