Football practice began once more. While on break, the school made the indoor sports court bigger, so the boys could practice football there since it was cold outside. Taehyung was, as one can guess, back to being an asshole.

"Don't get me wrong- it's not like I want us to get back together or anything. I just want him to stop being an asshole to me, that's all." Jungkook told Jimin, who rolled his eyes.

"Well, he's not gonna stop being an asshole. That's all he knows how to do. Be an asshole." Jimin said.

"Also eat one," Jungkook mumbled to himself, and Jimin stopped running, put his hands on his knees, and fake threw up on the ground.

"Jimin, Jungkook, don't stop running." Taehyung's commanding voice came, and Jimin and Jungkook looked at him, began to run again.

"Yes," Jimin said.

"Yes sir," Jungkook said, and Jimin's eyes widened, while Taehyung looked at him- and Jungkook just stopped running and covered his face with his hands.

"Did you just call him sir?"

"I didn't mean to!"

Jimin looked at Taehyung, who was jogging ahead, his cheeks red. He laughed, looking at Jungkook. "Let's keep running," Jimin said, and Jungkook nodded, also flustered.

After jogging, they did passing exercises and all this other stuff. Practice got over quite quickly, and the coach asked them to huddle up. "Boys, we better be ready to win the Seoul Football Championship again, okay?" The coach yelled, and the boys all shouted in triumph.

All the boys dispersed towards the locker room, loitering around. Jimin ruffled Jungkook's hair. "I'm gonna go back to the dorm 'cause I forgot my towel. Bye!" Jimin said, and then ran off.

Jungkook walked towards the locker room, and opened the door, seeing all the boys talking loudly, some shirtless, some not. He heard curses and names of girls and a lot of name calling- a usual. He walked towards his bag of clothes and took his towel and a fresh set of clothes out.

Suddenly, the room went kind of silent.

Jungkook took his shirt off and then turned around, and froze when he saw all the boys looking at him.

The boys all looked kind of weary, kind of hesitant. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and then heard a cough.

"Fine, if no one else will, then I'll say it," Jaebum said, and Jungkook looked at the boy, standing by his friends. "Jeon, we don't want you in here while we're changing."

Jungkook's eyes widened, and he gulped. "I-I- um- but- w-why?" Jungkook stammered stupidly and saw Hoseok sigh, scratch the back of his neck because of the awkward tension in the room.

"It's just- it's kind of makes us uncomfortable," Hoseok said, and Jungkook saw all the boys looking at him, felt himself grow smaller at the gaze. "'Cause you're gay and stuff."

Jungkook gulped. "I-I won't look, guys. I never did- you- you've all changed with me in the room before, it shouldn't matter-"

The door to the locker room opened and Taehyung walked in. Upon seeing the silence and how everyone was staring at Jungkook, he frowned. "What's going on?"

Yoongi sighed. "We talked to the Coach about this, Kook," Yoongi said, and Jungkook continued looking down, cheeks turning red, hands growing fidgety in anxiousness. "He agreed with us. It's just plain weird, no offense."

Jungkook wished to god Jimin was here. He looked at any of the boys for comfort. Jin wasn't there, he was sick. Youngjae was just looking away. Yugyeom was looking at him but kept silent. Jungkook's mouth went dry.

"You can go to the Girl's changing room, Jeon," Jackson said, trying to sound optimistic, almost as if that was any better, and not completely humiliating for Jungkook. "The girls don't ave any practice at the same time as us. The coach said you could do it."

Jungkook gulped. What could he do? Say no? While he was surrounded by, like, 12 dudes who all seemed kind of pissed? "Y-yeah okay." Jungkook squeaked out, grabbing his clothes and things quickly.

Jungkook was blushing profusely and rushed towards the exit, but before he could, he felt a hand wrap around his wrist, stopping Jungkook in his tracks.

"Yeah, no," Taehyung said, voice rough, grip tightening around Jungkook's hand. "I'm gonna need you guys to stop being such pussies for a second, yeah?" Taehyung said loudly, and Jungkook looked at him with his eyes wide.

"Jungkook's not gonna get off at you guys being shirtless and sweaty and gross. Just because he's gay doesn't mean we treat him differently," Taehyung snapped, and Jungkook's eyes glimmered a little.

"If it was a girl, we'd all be acting the same way-"

"No, you wouldn't. You'd jump to the fucking opportunity. I don't care if Coach agreed. The captain didn't, so you guys are going to get your heads out of your asses, and Jungkook's going to change right here." Taehyung snarked, and then let go of Jungkook's wrist.

Jungkook kept quiet, cheeks pink. "V-V- it's fine," Jungkook said in a small voice, and Taehyung glanced at him, and his eyes were darkened, so intense, Jungkook felt his breath hitch at the sight. They both heard a snicker.

"You know what, V?" Jaebum asked, voice dripping with annoyance. "You can't tell us what to do all the time. I don't want some fag to be here while we change, and I know everyone here feels the same way-"

"Okay, for fuck's sake Jaebum!" Jungkook cried. "I'll go to the fucking girl's washroom! I get it! You guys are too fucking scared of a gay dude!" Jungkook said, looking at all of them. "Bold of any of you to assume I'd even want to look at any of your gross as fuck selves." Jungkook snapped and headed for the door. But before he could walk out, Taehyung grabbed his arm.

The boys were silent and wide-eyed, all feeling a little offended. "Jungkook, it's not fair to you to have to change in the girl's changing room just because-" Taehyung started, and then Jungkook pulled his arm back.

"You don't care about what's fair anyway, do you V?" Jungkook snapped with a little hurt in his voice and turned around to walk towards the door of the changing room.

There was a silence. Taehyung waited for a few seconds and then sighed. "Fine." Taehyung snapped, and Jungkook looked at him wearily. "If the boys think you have to, then go change in the girl's room," Taehyung said lowly, and Jungkook's breath hitched.

An ease fell throughout the room, and Jungkook reached for the door, but then, Taehyung picked up his bags. "I'm gonna change in there too," Taehyung mumbled, swinging the bag over his shoulder and walking towards the door.

Jungkook's eyes widened, and he felt Taehyung open the door for him to walk out. Jungkook did, and then Taehyung closed the door behind them.

"What was that??" Namjoon asked, and Yoongi hummed, looking away.

"Whatever. At least we can change in peace," Yoongi mumbled.

Yugyeom looked a little irked, but just turned around and continued to change.

Taehyung and Jungkook walked till the girl's changing room, but Jungkook stopped in his steps, gulping. "Y-you didn't have to do that for me."

"I know," Taehyung said, and then opened the door of the changing room.

Jungkook followed him inside, and they couldn't help but notice how much nicer it smelt, how much neater it looked. Extra fluffy towels were placed in racks against the wall, along with perfume sticks, pads, and hairdryers.

"Jeez, it's like a spa in here!" Jungkook said, and Taehyung scoffed.

"Yeah, what the hell," Taehyung said, looking around. "Eka must've gotten all this done."

Jungkook looked at him. "Can't you make our changing room nicer too?"

"For those shitbags? No thanks." Taehyung snickered, and Jungkook giggled.

Jungkook placed his bag on the ground. He took his shirt off. "But seriously," Jungkook said while taking his sweats off. "That- that was really nice of you, V," Jungkook said, taking his boxers off. "I mean- the guys were being really rude," Jungkook mumbled, bending over to find his towel in his bag. "And- and I just- I don't know. I didn't think you would-"

Jungkook stood up and turned around, and then gasped lightly when he saw Taehyung standing there still, looking at him. Jungkook covered himself with the towel. "W-were you just staring at me?"

"No," Taehyung mumbled quickly, and then looked away. "I wasn't. I was- I was just-" Taehyung started, and then trailed off.

"Um, okay," Jungkook mumbled and then gulped. "A-anyways- I don't know how to thank you-"

"You don't have to, Jeon. It's not a big deal." Taehyung snapped, and Jungkook frowned at his harsh tone. "Stop being so fucking annoying about everything. I- I'm gonna go change in my dorm." Taehyung mumbled, and then picked up his bag quickly, heading towards the door.

"But-" Jungkook started, but Taehyung walked out, slamming the door behind him.

Jungkook's shoulders fell, and he pouted a little to himself. Taehyung was so.... weird.... and annoying..... ugh. Jungkook hated him and hated everything and every boy in this school except Jimin.

Jungkook quickly took a shower (they had flowery scented shower gel and hair fall protection shampoo and the shower curtains were a pretty yellow color??) and then quickly changed into his normal clothes. When he walked out, he found himself startled at seeing Yugyeom there.

"Oh. Hi," Jungkook said, and Yugyeom looked at him, changed into normal clothes, hair slightly damp.

"Hey," Yugyeom said, and Jungkook began walking, Yugyeom walking with him. "I never congratulated you for coming out, by the way. That was really brave of you."

"Thanks," Jungkook chuckled. "But I kind of wish I hadn't. Yoongi, Hobi, and Namjoon haven't spoken to me since the holidays began. It kind of sucks."

"I'm sorry about what happened in there. I should've stood up for you... but I didn't." Yugyeom said, and Jungkook hummed. "It's okay."

There was a small silence, and then- "How come you never replied to any of my texts over the holidays?"

Jungkook paused. "I-I didn't realize you texted me..."

"Right," Yugyeom said, and then stopped in his steps. Jungkook looked at him closely and saw Yugyeom look a little upset, look down, and then back at him. "Kook, I'm bisexual."

"Oh-" Jungkook let out, and then grinned. "Oh! That's so great! How come you didn't-"

"I tried telling you. But you just- you never got the hint, I guess." Yugyeom said, and then tsked. He looked away for a few seconds and then sighed. "You make me feel really stupid, Jeon."

"Huh?" Jungkook asked, and Yugyeom snickered, hands in the pockets of his jacket.

Jungkook looked at him with confusion and then saw Yugyeom look at him. "I really thought the two of us had a thing before the holidays," Yugyeom said, and Jungkook eyes grew big. "For weeks, you'd call my name loudly, talk to me all cutely, spend all your time with me." Yugyeom trailed, and then scoffed, shaking his head lightly.

"But I didn't realize," Yugyeom mumbled. "I didn't realize that we never hung out... alone, did we?"

Jungkook stayed quiet, eyes wide. "It was always around people. Around the boys. Around your friends. Around... V."

Jungkook gulped. "Y-Yugyeom-"

"I've never had a boy so cute show me affection before, so I just brushed it off. When you talked to me for ages, but left in an instant when you saw V leave, I brushed it off. When you kept looking at V while we talked, I brushed it off. When your eyes glimmered at the mere sight of him, Jeon- I brushed it off. I didn't think-" Yugyeom began, and Jungkook cut him off.

"Yugyeom, it's not what you think-"

"I think it is, Jungkook." Yugyeom snapped, looking at him. "You were using me to make him jealous, weren't you?" Yugyeom asked, and Jungkook's mouth went dry. "Now when I think of it, it's far too obvious. You're practically in love with him-"

"I-I'm not in love with him, Yugyeom-"

"You spent ages using me to make him jealous, and for what? He has a girlfriend now and he seems really happy. Was it worth it?" Yugyeom snapped, and Jungkook froze, looking up at him.

"I-I'm sorry." Jungkook let out. "I w-wasn't thinking properly, I just- I wasn't. I'm sorry. I didn't think you l-liked me back, I thought you were just t-touchy, and- and sweet." Jungkook said quickly, trying not to cry. "It wasn't w-worth it. I'm sorry. He doesn't like me back or even thinks of me, and you hate me. It w-wasn't-"

"I don't hate you, Jungkook." Yugyeom let out, and Jungkook blinked his eyes, growing tears. "I- I'm just a little upset. I can't blame you for having feelings. We all do dumb stuff to get the attention of our crushes. I mean, I'm not gonna lie, I kind of was using you too. A little bit. To make someone jealous. But- I don't know. Not as extensively as you were."

Jungkook sniffled. "You're allowed to be mad at me. Just- p-please don't bring up this thing about V." Jungkook squeaked, and Yugyeom sighed.

"I won't. But don't do that to anyone. It's mean, and you should be glad I wasn't that emotionally attached to you." Yugyeom chuckled, and Jungkook nodded his head.

"Y-yes. Sorry." Jungkook said.

"It's okay, Jungkook. I feel bad for making you cry. Let's go back to our dorms." Yugyeom said, and Jungkook nodded.

"Why V, though?" Yugyeom asked, and Jungkook looked down.

"I-" Jungkook started, and then shrugged. "I don't know."

Yugyeom hummed, and Jungkook looked at him. "Who were you trying to make jealous?"

"What? Oh- no one." Yugyeom said, and Jungkook smiled a little.

"Oh, c'mon. Tell me!!" Jungkook insisted as they walked towards their dorms.

"It's no one," Yugyeom said quickly as they reached the doors of the dormitory building. Before they could walk in, the main door opened.

"There you are!" A rushed voice came, and Jungkook looked up to see Bambam- with his hair dark black with maroon highlights, skin tan, eyes big. He grabbed Yugyeom's arm. "C'mon- the new episode of Dragon Ball Super's gonna air and I don't want to miss it!!"

"Okay okay," Yugyeom said, getting dragged up the stairs. "Were you waiting for me?"

"Yes, you butthead!" Bambam said, and Yugyeom smiled a little.

Jungkook watched with big eyes, mouth dropping. He looked at Yugyeom and wiggled his eyebrows, and upon seeing Yugyeom blush a little, Jungkook already knew who the 'someone' was.

Jungkook smiled to himself. He hopes Yugyeom can find a little love because Jungkook surely never will.

///

Taehyung rushed towards his dorm. He just wanted to be alone right now, needed to be alone right now. He reached his dorm and opened the door, and then sighed.

Eka was on his bed, completely naked. "Hey there, daddy~," Eka said, voice sultry. Taehyung closed the door behind him.

"What're you doing here?" Taehyung asked softly, and Eka smiled.

"I was waiting for you! You must be sooo tired after football practice, I just wanted to refresh you, y'know?" Eka blinked her long lashes, and Taehyung chucked his bag to the floor.

"I don't know, Eka. I'm kind of tired right now..." Taehyung said, and Eka sat up on his bed, on his knees. She frowned, putting her hands on her bare hips.

"Stop playing hard to get, V." Eka snapped, and then grabbed Taehyung by the shirt, pulling him closer in, and Taehyung put his hands on her waist. "You know you want to fuck me," Eka whispered.

"Yeah," Taehyung mumbled, and then took his shirt off, humming. "Just- bend over the bed. I guess."

"Why're you so bored? Last time I greeted you completely naked in your room, you fucked me for like, three hours." Eka said, and Taehyung sighed.

"I know- I'm just... tired," Taehyung said, and Eka rolled her eyes, but nonetheless turned around and bent over the bed, jutting her ass out a little.

Taehyung licked his lips. Fuck, he remember Jungkook bending over in the changing room, completely naked, his plush ass-

"I'm already open, so you can just slide in," Eka giggled, and Taehyung snickered, ridding his thoughts and slipping on a condom.

Skipping past details, a few minutes later- Taehyung was fucking into Eka. Or rather, letting her fo the work by snapping her hips back because he was... 'tired'. Yeah. Taehyung sighed, his hands going on her sides.

Why was this so boring?

Eka was right. A few months ago when he'd come back and found Eka in his room naked, he'd gasped and fucked her really hard. Now, it was kind of a nuisance, and not turning him on much.

"You're not going as hard as usual-"

"I'm tired!" Taehyung snapped, and Eka turned her head to look at him.

"C'mon, big boy- just go a little harder," Eka whispered, and Taehyung threw up in his mouth. Almost.

"Hey, let's do this fun thing where- uh- you don't make any noise," Taehyung said, gasping fakely.

"How kinky. Fine." Eka winked, and then turned back around, gripping the bedsheets.

Her loud pornographic dirty moans turned into silent whimpers instead, and Taehyung sighed in relief. He could, maybe, pretend like he came, and then get her to go away. That could work. How would he do it though? He'd have to orchestrate his plan in such a way that Eka doesn't find out...

Suddenly, his phone- which was laying on the bed, dinged. jeonjungkooks posted a new photo!

Now, Taehyung knew he was fucking Eka right now. Like, she was bent over, and he was piping her. Yet; he picked up his phone, continuing his fluent thrusts, and clicked on the notification.

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Taehyung's breath hitched. He felt himself stop fucking Eka, looking at the photo. He felt a contraction in his stomach, felt his tongue lick his lips. "Fuck-" Taehyung let out accidentally, and he heard Eka hum.

"Yeah, you like that?" Eka asked, swirling her pussy onto Taehyung's cock. Taehyung gulped, looking at the picture of Jungkook.

"Y-yeah," Taehyung let out, voice going breathy. This is wrong, this is so so wrong- Taehyung thought, and then felt the pace of his thrusts go harder.

The thought of Jungkook like that, in nothing but those curls, that sweater, those big brown eyes, bent over, looking at him with those parted lips, moaning out his name while getting fucked-

"Yeah," Taehyung repeated, moaning, putting his hand on Eka's lower back and fucking into her deep. "Fuck yeah, fuck- you're so good-"

Eka whined, and Taehyung felt the warm heat around his cock, felt her clench. He saved that post to his private and then bit his lip, feeling close to climax as he continued looking at that picture.

"So good-" Taehyung whispered, fucking into her deep. "So tight, so fucking tight, so-"

"Are you on your phone?!!" Eka snapped, and Taehyung looked at her with widened eyes, dropping his phone to the ground, realizing she'd turned to look at him.

"N-no," Taehyung mumbled, but then bit his lip as he came inside of the condom. Eka groaned, and Taehyung pulled out, rolling up the condom and throwing it into the trash.

"What the fuck were you looking at?" Eka asked, and Taehyung gulped. "Nothing."

"Clearly it was something if you were so into it! Was it Jennie's new post? I swear to fucking god if it was Jennie's new post-" Eka started, grabbing Taehyung's phone.

"No, Eka!" Taehyung called, and then grabbed his phone from her hands and quickly clicked out of the Instagram app and on the home page and clicked some random app- and Eka grabbed Taehyung's phone.

She looked at it and then gasped, looking back up at Taehyung. "You were fucking playing Candy Crush???"

Taehyung paused. "Y-yes..."

"What the fuck is wrong with you ? You got turned on playing Candy Cru-" Eka started, and then stopped midway, her shoulders dropping.

Taehyung waited for more yelling, but then Eka sighed. "Nev-nevermind. I'm getting angry for no reason. You probably opened your phone to take a picture of me or something, right?"

"Yes," Taehyung said, and then grinned. "Yes yes. I wanted to take a picture of you while I was fucking you," Taehyung said quickly.

"Aw, babe, that's so hot," Eka said softly, leaning up to kiss his lips. "You're so cute like that," Eka said, stroking his jaw.

Taehyung smiled uneasily and then gulped. "Well- I-I have a lot of work. How about I see you later, yeah?" Taehyung said, and Eka nodded.

"Okay. Fuck me tomorrow too, okay?" Eka winked, and Taehyung smiled. She quickly put her clothes back on, and then left the dorm, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Taehyung sighed when she left. He rubbed his face in frustration and walked into the washroom. What the fuck is wrong with him?? How could he get more turned on from a picture of Jungkook rather than his own girlfriend, who was bent over in front of him?

At least she didn't find it. That would be really weird.

Little did he know.

While Taehyung was in the washroom, he didn't realize that Eka opened his dorm door and walked back inside, angered. "He must think I'm stupid," Eka grumbled to herself quietly, searching around for his phone.

"Taking a picture of me? Yeah right. He was on Jennie's Instagram, probably." Eka gritted her teeth, and then finally found Taehyung's phone on his desk. She picked it up, and then tried opening his phone. It had a password.

Eka snickered. Obviously, she'd sneaked on him while he was putting in his passcode on his phone like a normal girlfriend!

She put in the digits. 0901. Some random numbering. Once she was in, she clicked out of Candy Crush to check on the last app he was on. Instagram. It was Instagram.

Eka frowned, and then heard the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom, and quickly looked back at his phone. She clicked on the app and then waited for it to load. She tapped her fingers against the phone, waiting for it to load.. and load... and load... and-

Her eyes widened. And then, her brows furrowed. In... confusion? Complete and utter confusion-

It was a picture of Jungkook.

V's... friend.

That didn't make any sense. Eka quickly took a screenshot of the picture and then messaged it to her own number, and then deleted the message and the screenshot to ensure Taehyung never saw it.

Once all that was done, she kept his phone back right where it was and left, closing the door behind her, and letting out a rushed breath.

Was he getting turned on by a picture of Jungkook??