The Predator And His Prey (CURRENTLY BEING RE-WRITTEN)

Chapter 3: Monday

(CONTENT is lgbtq+ no negativity allowed. Keep your nasty, crusty, dusty opinions to yourself, thank you.)

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{PREDATOR AND HIS PREY IS NOW PLAYING}

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It was Monday.

I had been stressing over what Jungkook would do over the whole weekend.

I walked through the halls like normal, teachers would come up and ask me why I was wandering. I looked at my phone scrolling through Instagram. When nothing seemed interesting I put my phone back into my back pocket. I was just walking past the cleaning department when I was grabbed and pulled into the janitor's closet.

"What the actual- Jungkook?" I said jerking my hand back.

"Hi baby," He said like we do this every day. His dark orbs were staring at me intensely. I had many questions about his behaviour but I couldn't seem to utter a word for a good long moment.

"Ok, first of all," I said lifting a finger. He licked his lips nodding along. "Absolutely not. You cannot call me that, ever and--" I kept ranting on and on about rules and privacy also the police. "Also why are you school 2 hours early? Don't tell me you got kicked out of your house and you snuck in--" I started ranting again. I was so busy ranting I couldn't even feel his arms snake around my waist.

"Hey? Why aren't you replying?" and then I saw the situation I had gotten myself into. I could literally feel every, muscle in his body. This kid was ripped. I had to stop myself from gasping when I realized how well-built he was.

Oh, my fucking Cha Eun-Woo

"Ew gets off me this place smells like shit," I thought up quickly. He chuckled in response. He got off me leaning on the other wall in a calm manner.

"I always come here a few hours before," Jungkook replied dryly.

"Let's get you to class you need to get at least one good grade in your semester," I said taking his hand and leading him to the classroom.

and we got caught up in work.

*AUTHOR TIME BISHES*

Jungkook was rather getting better at the calculations better than Taehyung thought he could. He patted his head softly and Jungkook looked up to shoot a threatening glare at Taehyung. It was torture for Jungkook, he was so tempted to kiss his teacher as he did before. He hadn't felt this way before. So, why was he suddenly feeling this way?

"What? I'm praising you," Taehyung said rolling his eyes before he walked over to his desk.

He then got slammed against his desk once again he was caged by Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook just hovered above him his breathing heavy and warm he has a weird feeling for the boy he couldn't even explain it.

 He wanted to kiss Taehyung again, his lips were addictive and all he wanted was to kiss him again. All he wanted to do is feel those soft pink lips on his, and it had to be Taehyung's addicting lips. His lips were a drug that was now very much needed.

"You're enjoying slamming me against things too much kid," Taehyung said once again rolling his eyes. He made the heavy mood a bit lighter but that didn't help Jungkook's awoken beast.

Jungkook couldn't stop staring at those pink soft lips. They were just a few inches away from his. He wanted to slide his tongue into Taehyung's mouth and let himself go loose. Taehyung had no idea about what was going inside Jungkook's brain as he stared at the boy who had his eyes tightly shut, gripping the corners of the desk tightly. He was trying to not lose control.

"Are you alright?" Taehyung asked putting his hand on Jungkook's shoulder. Jungkook backed away, afraid he may lose himself in Taehyung's touch. A part of him wanted to, but he knew better than to do that so he quietly backed up.

"Yeah,  yeah I'm fine, got a little dizzy" Jungkook said, and they both knew it was a lie. He was shaking his head before Taehyung could call him out.

"Jungkook about what happened last night," Jungkook turned around wondering what Taehyung would say next. When he didn't say anything Jungkook shrugged carelessly. As if he was not bothered by this as much as Taehyung was. He had never so recklessly lost control like that. He didn't know what had come over him that Friday night, but he did not regret it. He would do it again and again and again. 

"It's easier for you if you just forget about it," Jungkook said, these words smoothly rolling off his tongue as if they meant nothing. Because he knew that his need for Taehyung lips could ruin Taehyung's life. And he didn't want that for Taehyung. His world was too dark for Taehyung to be involved.

What they both didn't know was,

Neither of them wanted to forget.