AIN'T MY FAULT | taekook

Chapter 10

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Warm water from the shower falled on his toned abs, flowing in different direction like a stream separted. He closed his eyes, head down allowing the water to relax his senses. The bathroom was fogged by the steam, his figure blur.

Jungkook tied a cotton towel around his waist, hands going for any shirt he can wear, he don't care about his appearance anymore. Standing in front of the mirror, buttoning his shirt, the smooth chest and glittery tan skin of the boy played came in front of his eyes.

He hated how it made him mad, hated how just his little exposed skin had fucked his mind. He had watched him walking in the hallways, beside some guy. The sight alone turned his eyes the darkest shade, voices loud in his head.

Jungkook knew if he wasn't caged by his position as a teacher, he would have done something the whole college have never imagined.

The smile the boy directed to the other was like a stab in his heart, twisting every vein, killing him inside. The fucking bright smile is not for the world to see. It's only for his eyes.

The way the wind would make his shirt hugged his figure more, curves evident, made Jungkook to rip every eyes that had taken a glimpse at it.

Slinding his phone in the pocket, he closed the door of his house, eyes lingering more on the name plate beside it. Oh how his love had made it with so much love.

He blinked, he can't cry. He turned around and walked to his car. The voices in head never allowed him to sleep at nights from the day he had seen the boy, afraid something will happen if he take a little break.

The dreams he had planned with his love, his Tae, were like a slap to his loneliness now. He can't see them anymore. It's just a dark room, where he is locked, the emotions acting his worst enemies.

Walking in the hallways was more hard, now that his eyes search for a pair of chestnut ones. The boy had taken his senses, he know he can't control when the other is front of him.

He can't help but think of the boy as his. His Tae. The person he loved like a mad man. He tried to not, but the innocent eyes of the other makes his insides curl.

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Jungkook entered the classroom, all the students instantly maintaining silence, he don't have a will to be here anymore, in fact to live, it's just days passing, waiting to be reunited with his love at last.

He looked up from his desk, eyes roaming to every corner till they stopped on a specific one. He noticed how the other had worn a hoodie today, eyes looking down, Jungkook knows the other can't stand his eyes, no one could. No on but his Tae.

The lecture went on, his gaze always ending on the boy, he can see the boy is avoiding. He want the other to look at him. Just him.
He is totally fucked up.

As the bell rang, the students ran outside for their lunch. Jungkook noticed two boys standing by the door. They were the same from yesterday. He looked back how Park Jinyoung and that boy walked to them, smiling.

He is talking with boys, they are getting friendly.

He clenched his jaw, standing from his desk, eyes fixed of the boy. Said boy was talking with the tall boy from yesterday, which caused something to twitch in Jungkook's eyes.

"Kim" he called, voice hard, dangerously low.

All four of the boys looked at his direction, three of them confused, while the said boy with a flinch and fear in eyes.