Visiting day was always the worst.

"Aah! Tae, I'm trying to get ready!" Jungkook grumbled, wearing a nice blue button-up and jeans. His hair was neatly brushed down, everything about his look prim and proper. "I need to look straight, remember?"

Taehyung hummed, wrapping his arms around his waist and looking at him in the mirror. Taehyung, meanwhile, was in a casual black sweatshirt and grey sweatpants. He could not care less for visiting day. "You never look straight, baby."

"I can try." Jungkook scoffed and then turned around in his arms. "My dad's going to be here and he's going to be mean to me as usual so let me be!! I don't want him to know how much of a disappointment of a son he is just yet,"

"Disappointment? Right... getting straight A's and working your ass off every single day doing art? Has he seen anything you've painted? Does he know his own son? You're far from a disappointment. You're everything a father should or could want. You're amazing and perfect and-"

"Okay, first of all, you're making it sound like you want me to be your son," Jungkook stated, and Taehyung's face contorted uncomfortably. "And secondly, stop with the sappy kindness. I know you just want me to suck your dick."

Taehyung smiled and nodded his head, cute. "Yeah I do."

Jungkook poked his chest. "Maybe later. Don't leave your room, okay? I don't want my parents to see you. They think we're boyfriends."

"We ARE boyfriends."

"I know! But stay in here. Finish your math homework. And- when was the last time you showered? Jeez," Jungkook grumbled. Taehyung frowned.

"Hey! It's not my fault you didn't let me shower with you this morning. I'm expecting you to come back and shampoo my hair for me." Taehyung grumbled, arms folded. Jungkook giggled.

"You're such a baby," Jungkook said, and Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's small waist again, kissing his jaw. "I love you. I'll come back later. If you don't shower by the time I'm back I won't suck your dick."

"Taking a shower pronto." Taehyung nodded. Jungkook blew him a small kiss and then walked out of the room, closing is behind him.

Visiting day was always funny. Everyone suddenly remembers what they were. Kids. Teenagers. It was the one day you won't hear a single curse word in the hallways. No sex talk or gossip. Everyone pretends they're the perfect child. Pretends all they do is study and make friends. No one mentions how they were probably going to third base in empty classrooms every day.

Jimin was in a neat pink shirt that he was determined to wear because his mom bought it for him. Eka was in a neat grey dress, hair braided. Jungkook scoffed. "Jeez are we all going to church or something?"

"I wish. My mom's here and she's just going to compare me to my older sister the whole time. Why do people need to become doctors?? Older siblings should NEVER succeed in life. They fuck everything up for their younger siblings." Eka said, rolling her eyes.

"Tea. Being an only child sucks too. All the pressure's on me to be perfect." Jungkook said distastefully.

"Y'all families suck," Jimin said. "My parents just want me to be happy and shit."

"Lucky." Eka sighed. "What do you want to do after school anyway?"

"Criminal law," Jimin said. Jungkook was walking between the two and hummed.

"That's cool. You'll probably have to wear a lot of suits and stuff, hm?" Eka asked, and Jimin grinned, looking at her. "Probably. Being a lawyer will be fun. I have the charm, don't I?" Jimin winked.

Jungkook watched awkwardly as the two walked in front of him, leaving him in the dust. "Um-" Jungkook began, but they completely forgot he existed. Jungkook snickered to himself, seeing the two walk off, talking to each other while smiling. Good for them.

Jungkook walked to the cafeteria where the parents would all come in to meet their kids. Jungkook instantly saw what the cafeteria was serving for the parents and students that day and took his phone out.

Jungkook
babe they're serving peanut butter cookies

Taehyung
omg my favorite

Jungkook
i know 😙 should i get you some?

Taehyung
nah i'll go get it myself thanks baby :)

Jungkook put his phone away when he spotted his mother in the far distance. She was in a long coat with sunglasses resting on her head, her hair pulled into a tight bun. Her eyes wandered over the numerous students for a second or two, until she found Jungkook. Jungkook watched tensely for his father to follow, but almost felt relief when he didn't see him.

She walked over to him, a small smile on his face. "Oh, Jungkook! Look at you, you've lost weight!" She fretted, and Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"You say that every time, mom. Where's dad?" Jungkook asked, and his mom went and hugged him tightly. She pulled away from the quick hug and sighed. "No, he had some last-minute meeting. So I decided to come alone."

Jungkook wanted to squeal in excitement. But instead, he cleared his throat and nodded. "Cool."

They sat down. Jungkook told her about the grades and everything. She wasn't upset about any of it, instead quite proud. Jungkook learned more about what was going on in the company, though finding it all quite mundane and boring.

"So... how's the homosexual thing going?" Jungkook's mother asked, hesitant. Jungkook let out a big sigh.

"I'm still gay, mom," Jungkook said.

"You can't be so sure, Jungkookie. Maybe you just haven't found the right girl yet." His mom said softly.

"I never will, mom. Give it up, please." Jungkook murmured. His mom hummed. "Fine. But if I find a good girl, I'll introduce you to her."

"No, you won't! I have a boyfriend, remember?" Jungkook said, and his mom tilted her head. "Oh. I honestly thought you were lying. He didn't look gay. He plays sports, after all!"

"Mom!"

"Sorry. Where is the boy anyway?" Jungkook's mother asked, giving him a pained smile. Jungkook shook his head. "He has some work, so he's not co-"

"Jungkook!" A loud voice came, and Jungkook turned around slowly, nerved. "I wanna put your cookie in my mouth." Taehyung grinned, and then Jungkook's mother turned around, and Taehyung froze, eyes wide.

"Oh shit. Sorry. I thought you were one of our friends... um-" Taehyung began, and Jungkook groaned, putting his hands against his face, embarrassed. Taehyung smiled sheepishly and began walking backward very slowly.

"This is the boy you've decided to disappoint your father for?"

"MOM!!" Jungkook cried. Jungkook's mother put her hand on his arm. "I'm joking! Can I meet him?"

"I-I guess," Jungkook said, and then got up from the seat and walked to get Taehyung, who was still walking backward. Jungkook rushed towards him, angry.

"Dumbass! You absolute dumbass. AND you didn't shower." Jungkook growled. Taehyung put his hands on Jungkook's waist.

"I sprayed deodorant on myself 4 times."

"That's even worse!"

"I'm sorry! I just wanted to come get those cookies you were talking about. Does your mom want to meet me? Your dad isn't here, right? I can't deal with an angry 40-year-old dude right now." Taehyung spoke quickly. Jungkook grabbed his hand.

"Don't say anything stupid, Kim. I swear to god." Jungkook said lowly and then dragged him towards the table with his mom. Taehyung looked at his mom nervously as both boys sat down.

"Mom, this is Taehyung," Jungkook mumbled. His mom smiled. "Last time you said 'V'. I got sort of scared if I'm honest. Because that's a crappy name."

"Mom stop!" Jungkook snipped. Jungkook's mom smiled at Taehyung, sweet, but almost a little bitter. "So, how long have you two been... um... together?"

"For some time now," Jungkook said. His mom nodded. "How nice. How did you get together?" Jungkook's mom asked, and Jungkook and Taehyung looked at each other with eyes wide, gulping.

///

"Jeon, what's so hard to get? You can't play. Get off the fucking team!" Taehyung snapped. Jungkook slammed the locker door, turning to look at him.

"You are such an egotistical bitch! You think the whole fucking world revolves around you, V. It doesn't! You ruin every practice-" Jungkook said, and then saw Taehyung looking around, annoyed.

"Where the fuck is everyone? Why's the locker room empty?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook turned to grab his things. "I don't know. But now I'm stuck here alone with you. Rather die."

"Wish you did," Taehyung grumbled, taking his shirt off. Jungkook rolled his eyes, taking his shorts off, leaving himself in his tiny boxers. On the inside, he felt a little tensed by just V being in the changing room. Why?

Because V was the hottest fucking dude in the whole school and Jungkook knew that since the start of the year. When V walked into the school after summer and had his hair dyed grey and tied in a bandana. Jungkook knew he was gay but oh, he was GAY gay.

Jungkook grabbed his towel and turned a little, only to find Taehyung walking towards him. Jungkook gulped, seeing him get really close. "W-what?" Jungkook piped.

"You're blocking the way to the showers," Taehyung said, voice low. Jungkook's eyes trailed down stupidly and saw Taehyung in nothing but a towel. Jungkook's breath hitched, and he looked back up instantly.

If V found out Jungkook was gay he'd probably beat the shit out of him. Jungkook didn't want that, so he snickered, trying to play it cool.

"Go around me." Jungkook voiced, irked. Taehyung leaned in a little more, a certain look on his face Jungkook couldn't comprehend. It's like Taehyung's mind was whirring, and he was... figuring something out.

"Move, Jeon," Taehyung growled. Jungkook looked at him with annoyance for a few seconds and then humphed. "No," Jungkook muttered and then tried to push him back, putting his hand on his chest.

Jungkook attempted to, but Taehyung didn't move an inch. Jungkook groaned and tried using both hands to push him off, but Taehyung grabbed his wrists and pinned them against the wall, above his head.

"What're you trying to do?" Taehyung whispered, smirking. Jungkook's eyes grew big, and he cursed himself internally when his cheeks turned red.

"N-nothing. What- w-what are you-" Jungkook began, voice weak. He'd never been this close to a boy before. His insides were all over the place. Contracting and pulsating.

"Hm. Your skin's real soft, Jeon. What, you moisturize or something?" Taehyung asked, finding it amusing how Jungkook was pulling at his wrists.

"Y-yeah... I-I guess." Jungkook said hurriedly. Taehyung let his wrists go, letting them fall. "That's kinda gay."

Jungkook scoffed. "Right, basic fucking hygiene is sooo gay, V-"

Taehyung snickered, and then placed his hand on the wall beside Jungkook's head. "You talk too much," Taehyung said. Jungkook blinked in confusion.

"You're being weird," Jungkook replied. Taehyung bit onto his bottom lip, grinning. He looked more confident now as if he was sure. Sure of what?

"Yeah? You like it, don't you?" Taehyung whispered. Jungkook frowned.

"What? No, I don't. Why're you talking like-" Jungkook began. Taehyung gritted his teeth. "God, shut up, Jeon. How dumb are you??"

"Dumb? Excuse you, I wasn't the one who got a fucking 14 out of 60 on their maths test because they were too busy thinking about tits or whatever it is your tiny brain thinks about-"

"Fuck you. I don't study, Jeon. I have better shit to do. And yeah, If I do have a tiny brain, it's to make up for my big dick." Taehyung smirked.

"Stop lying, V. We all know your dick is shorter than your temper." Jungkook spat out. Taehyung's eyes grew dark.

"Short dick? You've got your facts all wrong, bro. My dick is huge." Taehyung said, words hushed.

Jungkook paused. He paused for a good few seconds. Taehyung had never been this... weirdly close before. This was weird. Was Taehyung insinuating something? No. No way! If Jungkook got the wrong idea, then he'd be in for trouble. He'd read stories about this. He should just leave-

"Prove it," Jungkook said. Taehyung stilled.

WHY THE FUCK DID I SAY THAT! Jungkook thought while looking calm. He knew what was going to happen. Taehyung would make some 'your mom' joke and then they'd move along with their days, pretending like this weird as fuck exchange in the locker rooms never took place-

"Oh, you want me to prove it?" Taehyung grinned. "Oh. Oh okay. Yeah." Taehyung said. Jungkook opened his mouth to say something, but his jaw literally dropped when Taehyung pulled his own towel off.

"O-oh." Jungkook let out, eyes going wide. Taehyung's dick was, well, out and proud. Huge, like he said. Half hard. Why was he hard? Why was he showing Jungkook his dick? What the actual dick was going on-

"Hm. Still think I'm small, Jeon?" Taehyung asked, looking him in the eyes. Jungkook was still looking at his dick. God fuck, Jungkook was gay. He's never seen a dick so close in person. He tried to hold onto his hetero demeanor, but-

"You're hard," Jungkook stated. He then looked up at Taehyung, eyes glittering.

"Kinda. Would help if someone, y'know, touched it." Taehyung said, and Jungkook's mouth went dry. He licked his bottom lip apprehensively and then gulped.

He thought to himself: if this goes badly, he'll move schools. That was his last thought before he reached his fingers forward and wrapped them around Taehyung's cock.

Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's waist and pulled him in closer, and Jungkook squeaked out in surprise, blinking his big eyes in confusion. He began moving his hand up and down Taehyung's cock, their faces quite close.

"W-what is happening," Jungkook said weakly. Taehyung shushed him, sucking a hickey onto his neck. Jungkook continued jacking him off and then heard Taehyung grunt.

"I wanna fuck you."

"What?" Jungkook yelped, eyes blown wide.

"I said I want to fuck you. I want to put my dick in you." Taehyung said, fast.

Jungkook couldn't believe this was happening. V. Homophobic asshole prick bitch. Captain of the football team. The guy who's always called him a fag and nerd and loser and every other term. He. Wanted. To. Fuck. Jungkook.

AND HE WAS SO HOT!!! Jungkook was losing his mind.

Jungkook was quiet for a long time, and then- "A-are you gay?"

"No. Shut the fuck up. Now can I fuck you or not?" Taehyung snapped, looking at him angrily. Jungkook stilled for a few seconds and then gulped.

"I-I have lube in my bag." Jungkook blurted out, releasing his hold on Taehyung's dick. Taehyung snickered. "Why?"

Because sometimes I finger myself in the shower because I'm really fucking gay. "No reason," Jungkook said instead.

They both got the lube and condoms, that Taehyung quite conveniently had in his gym bag. Jungkook told Taehyung this was gay, and Taehyung attempted to pin him against the wall but instead, both went tumbling and ended up on the floor of the locker rooms.

Not bothering to get up, they got into it. Jungkook's tight briefs came off and Taehyung looked at his dick for a hesitant while before touching it. Jungkook conveniently left out the fact where he had never done this before.

"Finger me fuckface, you're literally taking forever."

"Maybe if you shut the fuck up."

Taehyung pressed his fingers in and Jungkook moaned high. Taehyung watched with a smile as Jungkook screwed his eyes shut, fists above his head, tightened. Taehyung continued moving his fingers in Jungkook's cute little butt.

"You're really tight Jeon."

"Sorry I wasn't intending on getting fucked on a Tuesday."

Taehyung soon pressed his cock into the boy. Slowly. Jungkook gasped so loud and almost started crying from the feeling. But he held it in. It'd be super weird for Taehyung if Jungkook randomly burst into tears.

"There, look at you, taking my cock so well, like a champ."

"Don't talk to me like that!" Jungkook cried, putting his hands on Taehyung's shoulders.

And what happened after that? Well. I think we all know.

///

Jungkook looked away from Taehyung and at his mother. "Oh, y'know, we just... got together."

"Yeah we did do that exactly." Taehyung reinstated. Jungkook's mother nodded, hesitant.

"Oh, well, that's nice. What do you plan on doing after college, Taehyung?" Jungkook's mother asked, smiling. "Jungkook's doing art or whatever. What about you?"

"I want to continue with football." Taehyung nodded. Jungkook's mother paled. She gulped, still smiling passively. "As- as a career?" She said, her voice wavered.

"Yup," Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at how his mother nodded with a pressed smile. "What- what about, like, a backup option?"

"I haven't really thought about that," Taehyung said. Mrs. Jeon looked at him with raised eyebrows, and then let out an uncomfortable sigh. "Well, thank god you kids are rich."

"I don't plan on being dependent on my dad's money after high school," Taehyung said curtly. Jungkook nodded, holding Taehyung's hand under the table.

"Oh........." Jungkook's mother drew out. She then looked at Jungkook. "Son, I'll be honest, you're making this really hard for me to take in-"

"You don't have to take in anything mom. You just have to know that I'm with Taehyung and I love him." Jungkook said strongly, and Taehyung looked at him, smiling. "That's all."

"Of course. I accept you and I understand. But, I mean, I'm sure you're aware that... realistically, high school relationships don't really last long, sweetie. Not trying to be rude or anything, just being honest." Mrs. Jeon said, looking like she was trying really hard to be sweet.

Taehyung bit the inside of his cheek. "We're not really scared about that. Sure, most couples don't last. But if we work hard enough to make it sustainable, we can-" Taehyung began, and then looked at Jungkook. Jungkook was pale, eyes wide, scared.

"Right. I'm sure you will. Now, sweetheart, I have to go. I've got work. Call me more, okay?" Jungkook's mom began, getting up to hug him. Jungkook got up as well, hugging her. "Eat properly! You're getting too skinny. And if you ever think you're straight, tell me first." Jungkook's mom said, squeezing him tightly.

"I won't." Jungkook reminded her. His mom sighed. "Eh, I tried. That's okay. I'll see you, Kookie." She said, brushing his head and then walking away.

When she left, Taehyung snickered. "At least we have one parent between the two of us who's decent, right?"

Jungkook was looking away, tense. Taehyung got up and frowned. "What's wrong?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook looked at him, and then gulped. Taehyung knew the look on his face. He wanted to be alone. So the two walked out of the cafeteria and outside in the hallways.

"Is this about what your mom said? About high school couples?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook looked down and then played with the bottom of his shirt. "I-I don't wanna leave you."

"You won't, baby. We could try for the same college." Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at him. "Like Seoul University. Coach says my scholarship for them is pretty much secured. You could join the art college there-"

"Tae," Jungkook said, looking up at him. "I told you I wanted to go to that art school in- in Japan, remember?"

Taehyung paused. "Y-yeah- but- I thought you said that was your dream college. Are you actually going to try for there?"

"Of course I am. It's one of the best in Asia. I don't think I'll get in, but-" Jungkook said. Taehyung nodded. "Yeah. You might not get in. And if you don't, you can come to Seoul-"

"My second option is the university in Busan. Their art department is the best in Korea." Jungkook said. Taehyung hesitated.

"Don't make this hard, Kook," Taehyung said, trailing. Jungkook frowned for a second. "Why can't you try for Seoul? It's not bad."

"It's not, Tae. But you don't expect me to put you over my education, do you?" Jungkook said. Taehyung was quiet for a few seconds, so Jungkook let out a spluttered weak laugh. "Taehyung... my- my future is very important to me, you know that-"

"Am I not?" Taehyung asked, looking like he was trying his hardest to remain calm.

"You are. But who knows how long we're going to last?" Jungkook said in a small voice. Taehyung's face went blank. "What?" Taehyung said softly.

"I mean- like- I don't want to go all the way to Seoul for you, only to break up or something," Jungkook said, mumbling.

"Why do you think we'll break up?" Taehyung said, annoyed. Jungkook closed his eyes, not liking where this conversation was headed. He opened his eyes and looked into Taehyung's dark brown ones.

"I don't. But if-" Jungkook began, and Taehyung snickered, looking away. "So, that's it? After school ends we-we breakup or something?"

"If we have to," Jungkook said. Taehyung looked at him, eyebrows furrowed, jaw clenched. "Are you serious? Then why stay together at all?"

"Tae, don't be like this. I said if we have to. We don't know what'll happen-" Jungkook began, gripping his arms. Taehyung pulled his arms back.

"Aren't relationships meant to be about compromise or something?" Taehyung asked, curt.

Jungkook looked at him. "Compromise? Taehyung, be honest. You would never give football up for me. If I asked you to try in Busan for football, you'd never agree to that. Don't act like you're on some moral high horse." Jungkook snapped. Taehyung looked at him, quiet.

"Sometimes, things don't work out. And that's fine. We'll move on. Or we'll try long distance. Or something. I don't know." Jungkook said, and then looked down. "Can we just... not think about this right now? I'm sorry I brought it up."

"It's fine." Taehyung said, and Jungkook reached forward and hugged him tightly. Taehyung returned the hug limply. Jungkook pulled away from the hug and kissed his nose. "Let's go back to the dorm and cuddle? I'm really exhausted from all this-"

"I have some work." Taehyung mumbled, moving away from him. "I'll see you later."

"What work?" Jungkook asked, seeing Taehyung walk away. "Tae?" Jungkook voiced, but Taehyung left.

Jungkook sighed to himself, knowing Taehyung was upset about the conversation and probably needed to be alone for a while. Jungkook left to his old dorm and stayed there for a while, finishing up homework. He kept texting Taehyung, asking of his whereabouts. No response.

Jimin spent times with his mom all day, so he came back later in the evening. "Oh, hey. You're here. How was the meeting with your parents?"

"Good," Jungkook said, closing his notebook. "My dad wasn't there, so it went relatively well." Jungkook nodded. Jimin hummed, nodding.

"I'm gonna head back to Taehyung's." Jungkook said, and then looked at Jimin and gave him a small sad smile. "I'm sorry. I'm being the worst best friend ever, aren't I? I chose hoes over bros. Do you want me to stay here more often?"

"What? No, don't be ridiculous, Kookie. We have almost every class together. We hang out all the time. You can stay with Tae. I love being alone anyway." Jimin said, smiling. He didn't look upset at all. Jungkook looked at him suspiciously.

Jimin saw the look on his face, and then sighed. "Fine! You got me. Eka sneaks in here at night and we room together. Now shut up." Jimin said. Jungkook smiled.

"Good. Because that blue bra in the washroom is definitely not your size." Jungkook said, and then headed for the door. Jimin rolled his eyes at him, and Jungkook walked out.

Jungkook walked towards Taehyung's room. On the way there, he saw Taehyung walk from the stairs, sweating. Jungkook spotted him and rushed towards him. "Tae!" Jungkook called, and Taehyung saw him. "Were you practicing football?"

"Yeah." Taehyung said. Jungkook tsked. "You're all sweaty. Let's go back to the room and shower. You shouldn't be out so late, Taehyungie. If you practice when it's so dark, you'll hurt yourself."

Taehyung walked with him towards their room. Jungkook saw him looking away, hands in his pockets. Jungkook looked at him and then gulped. He really didn't want Taehyung to be upset at him. "Babe, don't be upset. Please." Jungkook said. Taehyung didn't respond. They reached the dorm, and Taehyung pushed open the door, and then stopped.

Taehyung's father was there.

Jungkook didn't see him past the door. "Tae talk to me, please-" Jungkook began, but then saw Taehyung's father inside the dorm and froze.

"What are you doing here?" Taehyung asked. Taehyung's father was in a suit as usual, bags heavy under his eyes, hair grey. He looked careless, but drifted his eyes over to Jungkook, and looked at him.

Jungkook moved away from the room, heart beating out of his chest. Taehyung's father walked up to Taehyung. "Isn't this that boy? You're still around him?" Taehyung's father said to Taehyung, words achingly low.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung, fearful for the boy. Jungkook didn't want to be here at all. He got deja vu. Taehyung looked at his father, who was still inside the room.

"Why- why did you come here?" Taehyung asked.

"To check up on you. I knew you were up to no good. Bringing that- that queer into your room like that-" Taehyung's father snapped. Jungkook felt his eyes grow with tears, hiding on the other side of the door. Jungkook looked at Taehyung, who looked helpless.

"He's just a f-friend, dad." Taehyung said, tried.

"Friends? I don't want you to be friends either. Not with a faggot." Taehyung's father growled. Jungkook felt tears fall down his eyes. "Do I have to remind you again? As long as you're my son, you are not allowed to ruin your life with such disgusting things, am I clear?" Taehyung's father shouted, practically. Thank god the hallways were empty, or people would be wondering what was happening.

"I'm n-not-" Taehyung began faintly. "I swear, I-I-"

"Why is it so hard for you to understand? Your mother would be so disappointed of you, Taehyung." Taehyung's father tutted. Jungkook wiped at his tears, growing a stronger hatred of this man.

Taehyung opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly; "Taehyung?" A girl's voice came.

Jungkook looked with wide eyes when he saw Eka, her hair tied up, probably on her way to Jimin's. Jungkook saw her walk past Jungkook and to Taehyung. "I've been calling you for ages!"

Taehyung looked confused, looking at her, wondering why she was suddenly here. Eka put her hand on Taehyung's arm and then reached up to press their lips together.

Taehyung's eyes widened for a split second, but he kissed her back quickly. Jungkook's eyes were wide, stomach turning. Eka pulled away from the kiss and looked at Taehyung's father.

"Hi. I'm Taehyung's girlfriend, Eka. It's nice to meet you." Eka said, smiling. Taehyung's father looked at her, suspecting. "Taehyung must have told you about me!" Eka said, looking at Taehyung, squeezing his arm.

"I was about to." Taehyung chuckled, and then looked at his father. "You-you were saying something, dad?" Taehyung asked, hoping for the best.

"Nevermind." Taehyung's father said, low. He looked in relief. "I'll see you in the summer, I suppose." His father gruffed, and then nodded his head at his son before walking away, leaving the three teenagers.

The moment he left, Eka left Taehyung. She looked at Jungkook, who was staring in confusion. "I'm sorry. I-I overheard Taehyung's dad while walking and- a-and thought I could help. Sorry."

"Are you kidding? Thank you so much." Taehyung said, hugging Eka tightly. Eka smiled, hugging him back. "He probably would have hit me if you hadn't shown up and pretending to be my girlfriend."

"I'm glad I could help." Eka said. Jungkook grabbed her hand and hugged her too. Eka hugged him and smiled. "Sorry for kissing your boyfriend." She whispered.

Jungkook smiled gratefully. "No problem. Now go get yours." Jungkook replied. Eka looked at him in confusion. Jungkook giggled. "Jimin!" He winked.

"What? Jimin????? N-no. Ew. That's gross. He's my friend. Bye." Eka said quickly, before running away.

Jungkook's smile faltered after looking at Taehyung. Taehyung took him into his room, and then Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung. "I-I'm so sorry. Your dad is the worst and I-I wish all bad things on him."

Taehyung hugged him back, quiet. Jungkook pulled away from the hug to look at him, and shook his head when he saw Taehyung with tears in his eyes. "D-don't cry," Jungkook squeaked.

"Kookie," Taehyung said. Jungkook sat him down on the bed and sat down beside him. "W-what- what you said this afternoon- ab-about me not making compromises for you-"

"Forget about that conversation, Tae. I'm sorry for bringing anything up at all, I should've just-"

"I got an offer," Taehyung said, looking away. "A scholarship from- from a school that's n-number one in football training. For me to finish my senior year there and get the professional football training I need."

"W-what?" Jungkook let out, eyebrows going up. "That's- that's amazing, Tae. When- where- where is it? Why didn't you-"

"I got it two weeks ago." Taehyung said, and then looked at Jungkook. "It's in London."

Jungkook's eyes grew big. "L-London?" Jungkook squeaked. Taehyung nodded. Jungkook gulped. "T-Tae it sounds r-really good. You- you should do it-" Jungkook began.

"I already said no." Taehyung whispered. Jungkook felt his breath stop. He looked at Taehyung, and then frowned seriously.

"Did-did you talk to the coach about this? And your father? You shouldn't told me-"

"Coach told me to do it. My father told me it's my choice. And I knew if I talked to you about it, you'd tell me to do it too." Taehyung said, drawled. Jungkook looked at him in disbelief.

"Why d-didn't you?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung looked at him and then shrugged. "I-I didn't want to lose you."

"Tae," Jungkook breathed out. Taehyung felt his eyes grow warm with tears. Jungkook reached forward, cupping his jaw. "You w-won't. I'll always be here for you, Taehyungie-"

"You d-don't understand, Kookie. I'm so in love with you, my baby." Taehyung said, voice wavering, cracking from how close to tears he was. "I d-don't want to leave you. I know I'm being stupid. I might even regret it in the future. But I don't care. I'll be with you, and that's more than enough." Taehyung whispered.

Jungkook climbed onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. Taehyung pressed his nose to the crook of Jungkook's neck, wrapping his arms around his waist. Jungkook held him for some while, and then opened his eyes, his full of tears too.

"A-and when I said that- that you w-wouldn't make compromises for me, you got u-upset?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung sniffled.

"I don't want you to throw your future away for me, baby. I really don't want to be the reason why you don't do what you love. But- but I j-just... I want us to be together. I know it'll be hard. But we can do it, r-right? Fuck. I don't want to imagine being without you, Kook. It hurts to even think about it. I'm not letting you go." Taehyung said, muffling his words into his chest.

"I love you so much, Tae..." Jungkook said, and Taehyung looked up. "I'm sorry, I g-got all in my head earlier. We've been through so much, we c-can't just throw all of that away. I'm not going to get anyone better than you." Jungkook bubbled, blinking back his tears.

"Me neither." Taehyung whispered, and then kissed Jungkook. "Don't cry. Pretty baby, don't cry." Taehyung cooed.

"T-that doesn't help!" Jungkook squeaked out, putting his hands on his face. Taehyung chuckled, watery.

They lay down on the bed, Jungkook's arms around his neck, Taehyung's arms around his waist. Jungkook kissed his forehead. "We'll figure everything out. We always do. If I stay in Busan, and you in Seoul- then we'll make it work. Meet up on holidays. Weekends. Everything." Jungkook said, eyes closed.

"Mmm. Video chat sex." Taehyung said. Jungkook giggled, kicking him, their legs tangled.

"Or!! Maybe we'll end up in the same college. And we'll live together!!" Jungkook squealed. Taehyung smiled at his excitement.

"Yessss. We'll live in a big loft with a bed in the middle where we have so. much. sex."

"No." Jungkook booped his nose. "We'll get a normal apartment with good amounts of space and a big kitchen and a big bedroom."

"Where we have sooo. much. sex."

"Stop."

Taehyung kissed Jungkook's cheeks. Jungkook looked at him, and then made his lips into a small pout. "I-I'm still sorry you missed out on going to London because of me."

"Don't worry. I like it here. I have friends and I'm captain. I don't wanna pull a reverse Sehun." Taehyung said. Jungkook giggled. "I have the most beautiful boy in the world. I'm more than happy staying here."

Jungkook blushed, and then cuddled close to him, kissing his lips. Taehyung kissed him back, and then pulled away, smiling into his lips. "Can't wait until you become the most amazing artist in the whole wide world. You'll be like... Leonardo DaVinci but gay."

"Leonardo DaVinci was gay."

"Dude. What." Taehyung said, opening his eyes. "He was? Oh my god. I knew he looked like a twink."

Jungkook laughed loudly. "I can't wait until you become the most amazing football player in the whole wide world." Jungkook said, kissing Taehyung's cheek. "You'll be like Messi but attractive."

"Damn. What'd the guy ever do to you?" Taehyung said, and Jungkook smiled, giggling again. He hit Taehyung's chest. "Stop! I can't stop smiling."

"How is that my fault??" Taehyung snapped but smiled as well. "You're so cute-" Taehyung began, rolling on top of Jungkook. Jungkook cried in protest but Taehyung pushed through and pressed kisses all over Jungkook's face.

Taehyung looked down at Jungkook, holding him underneath him. Jungkook looked up at Taehyung, and both boys smiled. They were the happiest at the moment.

"I love you." Jungkook said. Taehyung kissed him. Jungkook hummed into the kiss, and then felt Taehyung's lips part his. "Can't wait to spend the rest of my life to you."

Taehyung kissed Jungkook again. "Marry me."

"Okay." Jungkook said, kissing him back. They kissed some more, and then Taehyung flopped to his side, cuddling him again.

"I'm kidding by the way." Jungkook said. Taehyung frowned, eyes big. Jungkook scoffed. "Taehyung you're not fucking proposing to me on this cheap dorm room bed in our junior year of high school."

"I can do what I want." Taehyung said. "And I'm marrying you."

"Nooo." Jungkook squeaked. Taehyung shook his head. "Too bad. I now pronounce us husband and wife."

"Get out with that heteronormative bullshit." Jungkook scoffed. Taehyung giggled, kissing his cheeks.

"I love you so much. Goodnight." Taehyung said. Jungkook was comfortable in his arms. "Goodnight. I love you too."

There was a bit of silence, nothing but the trees in the distance. And then; "Oh god you dumbfuck. You didn't shower."

"Shut up I'm not taking a fucking shower now."

"You are. Let's go." Jungkook said, and dragged Taehyung out of the bed. They went into the shower. Jungkook shampooed his hair. Taehyung kissed Jungkook's mouth the whole time.

They were so in love. Just like they were always meant to me.