Effect

⑨It's Disturbing

 
During their class with Mr. Kim, Jeongguk couldn't stop feeling guilty, awful about what he did. He proved his point and got what he wanted, but it didn't feel so great when Taehyung stormed out of the classroom all out pissed.

And it was the first time Jeongguk asked a question about the choreo. And then another one. And then another one after that. He was trying to lighten the mood between the two, but it didn't seem to work since Taehyung was answering him without even looking at him and with a frosty, sharp voice.

Feeling even worse after the class, the younger mustered up any fragment of courage he had and neared the teacher as the other students exited the classroom.

"Mr. Kim, can we talk?" he asked in a whisper, not daring to meet his gaze.

Taehyung shot him an incisive glare. "We're at school. Let's not make a scene."

"We won't make a scene. We'll just talk."

"If I talk to you I'll make a scene, so how about you turn around and leave me the hell alone?"

His low, rowdy tone startled the younger boy and brought him even more guilt for his actions. "I'm sorry," he breathed out on the verge of crying and slouched off with a heavy heart.

Taehyung drew in a mouthful of soothing air as he squeezed his eyes shut for a few seconds and released it with a long sigh. He gathered his things, turned off the music player, and headed to the teacher's lounge.

"Are you okay? You seem pissed? Sad? I can't tell," Hoseok said silently since there were other teachers in there as well.

"Don't ask me." He sighed, frustrated. "Actually, come with me."

Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at his sudden request, but he followed him outside without questions.

"Did you say anything to Jeongguk about what I told you yesterday?"

Body stiffening at the inquiry, Hoseok tossed his head down as he fidgeted in his spot. "I didn't say anything."

"Hyung, come on."

"I promised not to say anything. I'm sorry, Tae."

"Are you kidding me? You promised? I thought I was your friend, though?"

"Actually, I didn't promise, so fuck it." He shrugged and leaned a little closer. "The kids know, Tae. But I didn't say anything, I swear! Jimin heard us talking and blabbed everything."

"You're shitting me," Taehyung trailed off in absolute disbelief.

"Sorry, Tae."

"What else do you know?"

"Nothing. I told Jimin to not put any ideas in Kook's head and he said something like it doesn't hurt to have some fun. Maybe they're planning something."

"He already had his fun alright." A bitter snicker jumped out of his mouth, and he somehow found himself to be even more enraged if that was possible.

"What do you mean? Did they do something?"

Taehyung ignored his question, spun around, and vanished gradually, leaving Hoseok shocked at his behavior. He heaved a frustrated sigh and surged towards the cafeteria to find the five boys.

"Jeongguk, a word?"

"What happened?"

"Just come with me now," Hoseok demanded, aggression lacing his words, something that took the others by surprise. He rarely talked like that to them.

The younger slowly pulled himself to his feet, a deep pout carved on his lips as he trailed behind him.

"Okay, let's just take this from the beginning," Hoseok uttered as they sat at a quiet place. "Why was Taehyung at your place yesterday?"