bisect my angle

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initially, jungkook was blown away by how attractive the man was in front of him. he felt the need to evaporate there and then, and he realized that tzuyu's descriptions accurately fit the delivery guy. it was either jungkook was imagining too far, or the two's banter that summoned him.

although he wore glasses, and a uniform, it didn't remove the aura he emanated. slender legs in black dress pants, a red and black tee tucked in nicely, showing his great proportions that indeed screamed howl for jungkook. his hair wasn't ash brown like how tzuyu described it, but black. he trusted his gut feeling however, and assumed he was the guy she was talking about. his captivating eyes was the giveaway.

after jungkook stopped running an eye over the latter's figure, he straightens and closes his mouth.

"you have competition." he frankly pointed out, in which taehyung didn't get,

"oh I meant," jungkook opens the door to show tzuyu who was sitting dumbfounded on the floor, "she has competition," he meant it as a joke to lighten up the tense mood but taehyung's attention was now on tzuyu whom he had bumped into earlier. tzuyu cursed to herself when kook opened the door further, in an attempt to hide, the delivery guy had already spotted her.

"oh??!" he says pointing at tzuyu with wide eyes, their expressions were the same. while taehyung points at her, he looks at jungkook, and gives the two an eye, "you two... together?" he assumes, and jungkook who wanted to play along smugly states, "yea, i'm her-" he runs a hand over his forehead for that cool boyfriend look,

"HER FRIEND!" tzuyu intervenes, glancing at jungkook with a what are you doing look, "he needed help with his homework."

jungkook felt a sting. friend.

where was the best?

inwardly rolling his eyes and growing irritated by the minute as the two were blatantly carrying about their own conversation, he puts a halt to it.

"anyways, are you single?" jungkook abruptly asked . even when his remark came out smooth, it took a lot to get it out of kook since he wasn't usually assertive nor straightforward to strangers. but this one was different— and determination yielded him, for he was after something.

taehyung chuckled with a yes, finally handing the order of sushi to him. jungkook already paid so there was no need to exchange anything else.

unless

tzuyu awkwardly fidgeted beside him. when taehyung waved a goodbye to her for his departure, jungkook stopped him. his heart was thumping fast. since when did he have the balls? it was only made possible because tzuyu was beside him.

stuttering on his first word, he managed to utter, "can you wait? I'll have to go grab my tip."

"ah, there's no need," tae stopped him momentarily, but jungkook simply smiled, "can't leave you empty handed."

"so! how was your strawberry latte?" taehyung averted the topic, scratching his nape. tzuyu tried hard to calm her nerves, since it was apparent that jungkook's tip was going to come out of her purse. from her peripheral vision, she sees him rummaging in something. she was also unsettled by how it felt like jungkook was already leading when he flashed his charming smile. it could melt anyone, straight or not. "did you dye your hair?"

"this is my natural hair colour." he fluffed his hair, with a grin that puffed his cheeks, "I just wanted to try a temporary hair spray."

observing taehyung in her eyes, he seems relaxed. silence and a small eye contact, the two broke off their gazes when jungkook reappears, passing a twenty thousand won bill. it was folded, but tzuyu had seen, and she simply side eyed kook, fuming inside, plotting his death later on.

"this is a big tip, I don't think–"

"do us a favour and keep us a secret?" jungkook says, an index finger on his mouth. tzuyu narrowed her eyebrows, a weird expression on her face. where the hell did you get this much confidence from jeon? but it was fair, since it would be extremely. . bad for the two's reputations. not that jungkook cared, but tzuyu needs to be reputable for a fashion internship, or any internship at all.

"of course! I didn't have any intentions of doing that anyway..." taehyung nods, hands waving in the air.

"on monday?" he says one last time to tzuyu. startled, she nods quickly. she closes the door as he heads on his way. when the door was shut, nothing but ominous air surrounded them.

"what's on monday?" jungkook genuinely curious, asks as he yawns.

"YOUR FUNERAL." tzuyu grumbled in fury. putting him on a headlock. he struggles in her hold as she pulls him farther the room, he crouches in an awkward position, tzuyu tightens the hold.

"tzu.. im gon..na CHOKE"

"ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU NEED
PRACTICE ON, HUH?"

jungkook resisted to laugh—otherwise, he wouldn't be able to breathe at all. he wondered what she was so pressed about— how he acted toward her new crush？– the money? or maybe both.

when he felt the hold wasn't as strong as before, jungkook grabbed tzuyu's free hand that held the arm that kept his neck in place. pulling it down, he bites.

"WHAT THE F@&K—" releasing her hold, tzuyu yelps in pain wiping the wrist that jungkook bit.

"eww are you a dog oHMY GOSH." tzuyu muttered as she looks at the prominent mark. 

"want me to bark?" jungkook let out a laugh, he's always enjoyed seeing her reactions. "you yourself is already one,"

"chou.. chou.."

"chow.. chow.."

"JEON JUNGKOOK!" tzuyu grabs the chopsticks from their order, brandishing it at him. it came out quite loud so his eyes widen, making a gesture to shush her.

"oh so now you want me to keep it low? after exposing me to tae—,"

she pauses,

"how did you know it was him? he didn't have the same hair colour."

"you said you wanted to evaporate
when you met him, and I did so too,"

".."

"besides, my gaydar senses are
always right."

tzuyu still clutched the chopsticks tightly,

"before you shove that up my nose or ass or whatever, we're even now."

"even where?"

"you called me a friend."

tzuyu shot him a look, another wave of irritation, her annoyance didn't seem to stop surfacing, "you said yes when he asKED IF WE WERE TOGETHER YOU KOOKLE GOOSE."

he shrugged, "I wanted to get a reaction from him,"

"might as well see if he gets affected by it," he adds as the two head on over to the spot where the tv was newly placed in. the space across the room was empty, making it look awkward.

jungkook opens the tray of sushi when they sat in lotus positions, "and BESIDES— you forgot to add the best in front of friend." he mutters, separating his chopsticks.

"so that was the money for? to get back at me?"

"yes and"

"no"

"heh??"

"see I scribbled something.."

"YOU DID NOT??"

"put yOUR NUMBER????"

"close but

"I put your @ from your sns.."