The hot mess of the school festival!

Chapter 3

"Don't you want to see what's under my skirt?"

While Taehyung had just said it as a joke, Jungkook's expression became serious. "It's not that I want to see under the skirt. It's because it's you that I want to see."

"...Jungkook, that's not fair..."

Taehyung knew that he was now blushing to his ears. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't find it in himself to look at Jungkook directly, Now there was no way that Taehyung could refuse Jungkook any longer-- instead he just silently stared as Jungkook reached for his skirt.

Gazing at the black satin garter belt clasped to Taehyung's stockings, Jungkook murmured his approval.

"You really went all out, huh?"

"If I didn't properly clasp them, they would just keep sliding down my legs." It was Jimin that taught Taehyung how to put on his complete maid outfit. When he asked him how a guy could know so much about maid outfits, Jimin puffed out his chest and proudly stated that he had studied in order to be able to answer every single one of Taehyung's questions, which just led Taehyung to going along with the flow and putting on the outfit however he was told.

"Stop staring at me like that!"

Jungkook becoming increasingly fixated on fiddling with a thin ribbon, which Taehyung knew that if he continued playing with would make his underwear completely visible. While he wanted to make the best out of this situation, he wanted to avoid that particular event no matter what. As he attempted to stop what was happening, he heard the rustle as his skirt dropped. Jungkook had dropped his hem, letting the skirt cover his head entirely.

"Ah, Jungkook! You little..."

Sliding the rest of his body inside, Jungkook gripped Taehyung's calves and rendered him immobile. No matter how he would try to move his legs, they could no longer move freely, Next he tried to get him out from under his skirt, but as he grabbed the hem in hopes of pulling it over Jungkook's head, It wouldn't budge. Jungkook had grasped the skirt from the inside, effectively trapping himself inside.

"Jungkook! Get the fuck out!"

The occasional brush of Jungkook's hair on his thighs tickled him, Just as Taehyung stopped yelling, there was a knock at the door, Taehyung froze in surprise, along with Jungkook who stopped moving around in the skirt.

"Good work today!'

As the door opened, Taehyung's teammate, a second-year just like him, walked in.

"Oh, Taehyung, It's you. Aren't you supposed to be working until noon? Don't tell me you're ditching---?"

"Just for a bit. What about you?"

While trying to maintain an air of nonchalance, Taehyung was internally screaming. While his skirt was long, there was no way it could hid the shape that was unnaturally dwelling beneath it. His classmate began digging in a pile of shoes to find his, not paying them any attention. He pulled out his cellphone and answered Taehyung while clicking away at his screen.

"Yeah, I'm ditching too. Haha, just playin', I actually got someone to cover for me, so i'm all good."

Making sure that his classmate was focused on his cellphone screen, Taehyung moved slowly from the place he was standing. After getting Jungkook's attention by digging his nails into his shoulder, they both began to move together. The teacher's desk wasn't that far away from them. If they could manage to get there, they could hide Taehyung's overly large skirt. In order to avoid attracting any attention with their footsteps, they begin to scoot side way

TBC uwu

A.N// sorry bout dipping heh :)