(Completed) Mr. Kim

18 Eighteen

"Two hours. Two fucking hours! I can't wait to kill that little bitch!" Jungkook hissed, clear anger on his face.

He was now only in his white t-shirt, his jacket on the other side of the room next to Taehyung and his backpack.

Taehyung only hummed, observing Jungkook's behavior quietly, his shirt unbuttoned a little so you could see his chest if you looked closely.

Taehyung ran a hand through his hair, his eyes on Jungkook as he ran his eyes up and down his body, watching how he reacted and moved.

"You're sexually deprived."
Jungkook turns to Taehyung, giving him a 'what the fuck' look.
"Why the fuck would I be sexually deprived."

Taehyung only looked away towards a window, feeling amused by Jungkook.
"When becoming a teacher I took a few psychological classes since it was mandatory. I know a sexually deprived person when I see one."

Jungkook turned a slight shade of red, thinking about the stupid wet dream that he had before a week ago.

"You don't know anything about me, so don't go around making stupid assumptions!" Jungkook told him with a stern look, trying not to back down when Taehyung meets his stare.

Taehyung stands up, walking towards Jungkook in a calm slow manner.
Jungkook backs up a bit, not taking his eyes off of Taehyung.

"You know Jungkook, you're so pretty."
Jungkook scrunches his face in disagreement, backing up once more when he noticed that Taehyung was closer to him than before.

"As if. You're just saying that so you'll get the chance to fuck me and then leave."
Taehyung raises an eyebrow, a daunting smirk appearing on his lips.

"Back the fuck up Taehyung. Now."
He didn't listen, continuing to approach Jungkook.
He started to panic, feeling his heart start to race as fear filled his eyes.
No no no no No!!
Jungkook broke eye contact and tried to move across the room, only to realize that he was trapped between the desks.

Before he could even think Taehyung grabbed him by his neck, bringing their faces close as he licked his lips.

"Finally, I don't have to hide behind that stupid act. You're going to be mine now baby boy. I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't even be able to walk for days."

Jungkook was shaking, tears falling down his face quickly, his lips quivering. Not again, not again!

"Jungkook." Taehyung said, his eyebrows furrowing.
"Jungkook............"
"...gkook.."
"JUNGKOOK!!"

I looked up, meeting eyes with Taehyung who had his hands on my shoulders, a worried and frightened looking his face.

I push him away shaking from from what he'd done earlier.
"Get the fuck away from me!" I tell him with a angry voice, now aware of the dried tears on my face. Why was I crying? Why was I so fucking weak!

"But-"
"Don't ever come fucking near me ever again. I never want to see your disgusting face. And if I do, I won't hold back and I will kill you." Taehyung backed up, but he didn't hold an expression of fear. Instead his face held worry,

Along with an expression of determination.
"Jungkook, I am not your past."
"You don't know anything about me fucker."
I snarl at him, liking the way he turned his head, eyes cast towards to door. Who does he think he is to lecture me about my past?

Once I was sure he wasn't focused on me, I dropped my guard, letting the tears fall as I put my head into my lap, silently crying.

Father.....

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Lynn~~