AIN'T MY FAULT | taekook

Chapter 8

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Growing up in a small town, you always are surrounded by good people. Yours dreams are big, but you still have the simplicity present inside you. And of course you also want to do things like people in big cities.

Taehyung also had such dreams. One of them was being in love with someone. He always dreamed about how will he meet the special someone. How will be his first date, first confession. Maybe they will share their first kiss in a park, or maybe after a walk, or maybe in front of people in a cafe.

But never in million years he thought his first kiss would be taken away from him by his teacher, who seem to really hate him.
He thought kisses were a sweet thing, soft and all tingly. But no, he was so wrong.

Jungkook roughly pushed him till his back hit the wall, he winched at the sudden contact. Jungkook had caged him between the wall, one hand around his waist, while other was placed on the wall beside his head.

Taehyung was being kissed by a animal, who seem to be hungry from years. Jungkook pushed his weight more on the other, Taehyung gasped by this. Poor boy was still trying to process what was happening, his hands helplessly stoic on his side.

Jungkook tilted his head more, sucking the life out from the other, who was just standing their like a doll, a prey on which the animal was feeding.

Taehyung finally returned to his senses, the lack of breathing giving him the courage. He moved his hands to the other's chest, slapping wealky on Jungkook's chest, but  was pushed more to the wall, the kiss was now turning more painful.

Taehyung know if he didn't push the other, he might die as he need to fucking breath. He with the left energy pushed the other away from him, Jungkook stumbled back, eyes clouded by lust, hooded yet dark.

Taehyung look at the other shockingly, breathing heavenly, he quickly wiped his lips with the back of his hand. He turned to make a run of out it, but was pulled back by his wrist, his body again roughly colliding with the wall, Jungkook's lips back on his with a wild urgency.

Now the kiss was more forceful, the other had showed his tounge in Taehyung's mouth, tasting every bit of him. Taehyung tried to set free, his weak punches on the other's chest were ignored.

Taehyung just prayed that someone will free him from this misery. He don't want this. This is wrong. Jungkook is his teacher, a cold, rude and arrogant teacher, the one that whole school hates and is scared of.

Jungkook roamed his hands from the other's waist to his back, pulling the other impossibly close. Taehyung desperately wants to breath, tears leaving his eyes, so with that thought he bit hard on the other's lips, who winched and pulled away, looking at the other, finger going to now his bleeding lips.

Taehyung without any thought, ran out of the room, not sparing the other a single glance. Legs jelly, lips bleeding, yet he ran with his all might.
He ran till his legs no longer supported him. He stopped near the rooftop door, breathing like he was caged in a room without oxygen.

He stood their with the support of the wall, tears continuously flowing from his eyes. Slowly he slided on his knees, shoulder resting by the wall.

His mind was blank, today when he left his house, talked with his parents on phone, enjoyed the gloomy weather, he never thought his day will turn out like this.

He don't know how many hours he sat there, staring at nothing, several thoughts running in his mind.

But one thing he was sure of,

Mr. Jeon is not a man everyone assume.

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Yoongi finished his lecturers for the day, and he don't have the other work as rest of the teachers. Music don't need such things.

He gave a quick text to his husband, and walked the way to Jungkook's room. He know how the other is, never paying any need for food, always drawning himself in work.

He looked from the corner that the other's office door was open. Unusual.
He with relaxed steps entered the room only to see the other sitting on the floor, papers, files, everything spread around him. Tables was flipped, glasses scattered around. Jungkook knuckles were bleeding,  the said male was glaring at his hands. A mad look in his eyes. Tears not leaving his eyes.

Yoongi cautionally went near the other, not want to trigger something. He carefully shooked him by his shoulder,
"Jungkook. Hey" His voice was calm, caring.

Jungkook didn't looked at him, eyes never leaving his hands,
"I lost it....." He whisperd inaudible.

But Yoongi was so concentrated that he heard it.

"What happened Jungkook?" Yoongi was now afraid by the other's stare.

"I lost it...." Jungkook mumbled again, eyes glaring draggers at his bleeding hands.

"Lost what?" Yoongi questioned gulping.

"My control. My fucking control. I BROKE MY PROMISE." He shouted with such venom, yet pain that Yoongi himself got tears in his eyes.

He carefully pulled the other in a hug, he can't see his friend like this again. He don't deserve this.

"It's okay. It's okay." Yoongi whispered calmly to him.

"No no. It's not okay. IT'S NOT OKAY." Jungkook was shaking in the other's hold. He broke the promise he made to himself. The promise he made to his love. He kissed someone who is not his Tae. He can't breath with this.
He deserves to die.

"Hey hey. Everything will be alright. It's okay Jungkook." Yoongi patted his back.

But Jungkook had his eyes fixed on his hands, he know it's not okay. He know nothing will be fine anymore.

Because the animal is finally unleashed.
It will not be tamed any more, will just go for his prey.

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The water in the pot was boiling, the sound getting mix with the pouring of rain outside. Taehyung was sitted near his window, preparing himself rameon for dinner.

He had returned from uni few hours back. The janitor had found him sitting near the door, requested him to go home as the gates will get closed soon. Whole way to his house, the kiss was repeating in his mind on a loop.

After a warm shower, he secured himself in a huge blanket, afraid of nothing in particular. As more he thought about what happend today, the more he hot scared yet confused.

Mr. Jeon has warned him, ordered him to leave him alone, but his stubborn self didn't listen. He thought the other might shout him, so far will slap him from anger, but when he suddenly started shaking and the next moment was kissing like a hungry beast, felt extremely weird to Taehyung.

Taehyung now don't know if he should be angry or worried about his teacher. The act he did was not acceptable, but it's didn't seemed like a pervert move to him. It definitely was not like that. He knew it has more to it than he can imagine. He felt it.

He is confused whether he should hate the other, or find more deeply about him.

But for now he was mostly scared, and to avoid the other seem the safest option to him.

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