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Disgusted. That's what all he felt since few hours. The thought of the aftermath of if his teacher wouldn't arrived makes him enough to shiver, the touches that the man gave were nothing diffrent then Wonho, both fucking hungry humans in heat behaving like others' are just piece of meat.
Taehyung maybe selfish or petty now but he can't help but to think why this kept happening to him. This is not a good experience, at all. It gives you nightmares till months, makes you hates yourself, all because some bastard can't understand consent.
But all this aside his fear was diffrent at the moment, the man standing in front of him, staring with those menacing dark eyes, making him move far away in the bed. Taehyung had seen Mr. Jeon's anger the other day, but today there seem to a boundary crossed in his posture, too dangerous for him.
And Jungkook. He was just trying breathing from all the anger kept inside. The scenario of the man's hands on Taehyung and his lips close to his frame, the view was like a ritual to him. A ritual took place just to awaken the beast inside of him. But they don't know how to reverse it, and that's the fall for them.
He can't imagine the outcome if had been late few minutes, no he can't. He would have gladly killed the man if Taehyung had not stopped him, but deep down he know that can be done later, now his focused is on the trembling boy in front, Jungkook took violent steps towards the bed.
Taehyung heart ready to burst with every step the other took, his phone was buzzing inside his pocket, he knew his friends must be worried, but he can't answer them, not when the other's had him pinned in his gaze, like virtual chains attached to his body, forcing him to stay, or worse will come.
Jungkook hovered over the boy, his left knee resting on the bed, the muscles might burst the buttons of his shirt. He was breathing more heavily while Taehyung was suffocating inside, both just keeping stares locked,
"What were you thinking?" Jungkook voice was low, very low. A twisted meaning behind it, Taehyung only stayed put, not opening his mouth."What was you thinking going out when I told not to." Jungkook spat the words right on his face, Taehyung closing eyes at their intensity. Jungkook kept his jaw clenched, waiting for a word.
"Answer me." He hissed, moving more close, his hand threatening to move ahead to cage the boy, but Taehyung don't know how to answer it, just shaking in this cave of the wild.
Jungkook made a groan like sound, hand flying to grip the boy's jaw between in fingers, forcing him to look up, up at those cold eyes, decorated with emptiness.
"Do you have any idea what would have happen huh?" Jungkook applied more force to his grip, Taehyung whinceing at that."Any idea of your stupid decision." Jungkook breath was floating towards Taehyung senses, he choked a broken sob, eyes pleading.
"Sor-ry." was all he muttered."Sorry? You're fucking sorry!" Jungkook voice raised by the end, nails digging inside Taehyung's jaw, said boy crying empty tears. He tried backing away, but Jungkook made him jerk forward, eyes warning.
"You don't know people around here, not everyone is angel, get that inside your small brain." Jungkook cursed, his other hand jabbing at Taehyung temple, Taehyung flinching by the touch.
There was again buzzing inside Taehyung's pocket, his eyes widening as Mr. Jeon too noticed it, his hand going and roughing pulling out the device, blood boiling at the number of call and messages mostly by Sehun.
Jungkook eyes turned back to the boy, throwing the phone carelessly to the floor,
"Don't force me to do things. Don't." Jungkook shouted, making the other to close his eyes. He should have stayed home, should have listened.
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AIN'T MY FAULT | taekook
FanficThings, Kim Taehyung think would have been different if he hadn't come to Seoul, hadn't joined the university. Things Taehyung thinks would have been so different if he hadn't met Him. Professor Jeon Jungkook too, thinks the same. Obsession, Secrets...