Feisty (Taekook/Vkook)

🙄Bumping Into Him Again?!🙄

JJK's POV

I woke up from a sleepless night as all I could think about was Mr. Gucci Man last night. I wanted to just hurt everyone now whoever stands in my way. Jin came in my room after knocking peeking in seeing my rub the tiredness out my eyes waving at him since I was still a little tired to produce words.

"Morning, Kook. Hurry up and get ready. Breakfast is almost ready, 'kay?" I nodded getting up and ready for the day. I looked at my phone as Jimin texted saying he might be running late to school today and I sent back a message telling him not to leave me alone at school today. I will accept him showing up late but if it's not at all...that's a no go. I can't last a day at school without Jimin as it gets boring when you have no one to talk to.

After getting dressed I headed downstairs and sat at the table along with Jin and Namjoon.

"Morning, Joon-hyung." I greeted with a bitchy poker face and he smiled his amazing dimpled smile.

"Morning Jungkook. You ready for school today?" He asked after we thanked Jin for the food and taking a bite of his Pancakes.

"I guess. I'm already ahead of lol my classes and I'm passing them. So I'm not stressing." I shrugged. He nodded and Jin spoke up, "No fights today. Right, Kook?" Jin asked having me look at him.

"I'm not making any promises but I guess." I stated then picked up my empty plate setting it in the sink pecking Jin's cheek letting them know I'm off. "Bye, Jin. Bye, Namjoon-hyung."

"I'll try to pick you up today if I'm not busy. Make sure Jimin doesn't get in trouble either!" Jin shouted behind me.

"Okay! And like I said, not making no promises!" I shouted back and left out the door. I have to leave early out the house to get to school on time as I didn't have my car yet. Namjoon wanted to buy me one but I told him not to since he has to be the sugar daddy of Jin. Which means he has to save up to remodel the kitchen or buy whatever Jin likes.

As I was walking I realized I left the house a little late once I looked at my phone.

"Shit!"

I broke off into a sprint trying to at least pick up the pace and cross the street when I thought no one was coming. When I was almost to the other side a roaring vehicle was so close to running me over sitting just a centimeter away from me with a screech. The car door open as the driver stepped out of his vehicle and it happened to be the idiot that was stuck in my head all night.

"Sweet cheeks?" Taehyung walked over towards me surprised and shocked.

"You almost ran me over, pabo!" I shouted but that didn't stop him from getting close to me worriedly.

"I'm sorry, bun. Are you okay? Did I hit you? I should've been paying more attention." He bombered me with questions unconsciously wrapping his big arm around my waist and other holding my right hand in his larger one observing me for injuries. I began blush furiously at our position as my left hand rested on his muscular chest of his black buttoned up shirt that hugged his body just right.

"Y-Yes, I'm o-okay." I wanted to punch myself for stuttering but our proximity was very effective on me as my legs wanted to feel like jelly. Though I forced them to hold me up straight.

"Oh, good. Don't want a pretty boy like you getting hurt, right?" He smirked. I then realized I barely know Taehyung and he could be a creep. So I shoved him off of me crossing my arms.

"Of course. Don't you got to get to work or something, Mr. Gucci Man?" I sassed leaning to the right as I raising a brow. He let out a deep chuckle sending shivers down my spine.

"Not really just running errands before I go in. Don't you have school or something, Princess?" He retorted causing me to think and realized I'm late. Checking me phone again school starts in...ten minutes!!! But I have a fifteen minute walk!

"Ah, I'm super late now!" I whined stomping.

"I can give you a ride if you want, sweet cheeks? All you have to do is just ask." Taehyung asked and my cheeks flushed from there to the top of my ears. I never really ask for anything to be honest as I always want things done by myself. But I couldn't deny his request.

"Are you sure?" I fiddled with my fingers and a small boxed smile appeared across his face. "Of course. Anything for you." He said but then I started to feel bad as he took time out of his day to take me to school.

"You know what I'll just run. I need the exercises." I said taking off before Taehyung could say anything. I ran as fast as I could to the school feeling my legs burn half way there.

"Damn, I really do need to excersise." I pushed myself to run the rest of the way and made it to the class. Just before I step foot into the classroom, the bell rung. "I'm....I'm here on time." I panted out of breath trying to catch it.

"You're 0.25 seconds late, Mr. Jeon." The teacher notified looking at his stop watch. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Fuck you." I grumbled and he fumed red in anger.

"DETENTION!" He shouted.

"Shut up. Other classes need to learn as well and you're being loud as fuck. Aren't you suppose to be teaching?" I stated seating in my chair in the back of the class.

"Jeon, I-" he started but I shushed him. "Shhhhh."

"You-"

"SHHHhhh!"

"I-"

"Shshshshhhhh. Teach." I winked as he glared at me with so much hatred. I blew him a kiss and he became flustered. I loved the effect I have on most of the teachers. He clears his throat and began teaching again.