"Namjoon and Yoongi are captains. Make the teams and have a match until practice is over." The coach instructed, so Namjoon and Yoongi stood away from each other to ease the division of groups.

"V." Namjoon said. V smirked and walked to Namjoon, clapping his back. Everyone's first choice is usually V, but that's only because everyone knows he's the best and they know he's the most passionate about football and not scared to fill. Jungkook instantly hoped he could be in Yoongi's team.

"Hoseok." Yoongi said and Hoseok jumped and rushed over to Yoongi, who just rolled his eyes at the random excitement.

It was Namjoon's turn to pick again and Jungkook started praying. Don't pick me don't pick me don't pick me don't-

"Jungkook."

Jungkook tried not to show his resentment as he smiled at Namjoon and walked over to him and V.

"Please don't fight guys, it ruins the game for everyone." Namjoon said and Jungkook sighed. V kept his distance with Jungkook.

Namjoon wasn't wrong. They have ruined games because of their fights. They end up playing for a minute and arguing for 30. That's probably why Namjoon picked both of them to be on the same team- thinking that it would cancel out the possibility of an argument.

It's not Jungkook's fault. V's a dick.

After the teams were divided the game began and Jungkook took his position as midfielder, beside Jimin- who was in the other team. Namjoon and V were strikers and the best ones on the team at that. There were many other players spread across the field, Yoongi and Jin being defenders and Hoseok being the goalkeeper.

A whistle blew and Jungkook kicked the ball in the middle and ran past Jimin with it. He saw from his peripheral vision that Namjoon was free, so, obviously, he kicked the ball over to him.

The game went smoothly, until, until, about halfway through the game, when V had the ball and was completely cornered by Yoongi- he looked at Namjoon who was blocked by Jin, and saw his other teammates also blocked- the only one who was free was Jungkook.

"Here!" Jungkook yelled and then saw V's eyes look over at Jungkook. "Pass!" Jungkook hissed at him, but saw V hesitate- and before V could pass, Yoongi got the ball and passed it to Jimin, who laughed and took the ball to the other side of the pitch and scored.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You saw I was open, why didn't you fucking pass?" Jungkook snapped, walking over to V in anger.

"Why, so you could lose the ball like you did last time?" V spat and Jungkook balled his fists up in anger.

"I'm not the one who screwed the game up!" Jungkook yelled and V looked at Jungkook with anger.

"You bitch, I was only looking out for our team. You would've lost the ball anyway, so it doesn't matter where I passed it to you or not!"

"V- if you'd let go of your fucking pretentious pride for one precious fucking second, you-"

"Jungkook and V, stop arguing." The coach snapped. Jungkook looked around to see everyone around them in a circle, either rolling their eyes or looking bored.

I hate him. I hate him I hate him I hate him,
Jungkook thought, staring daggers into V's head.

"Practice is over. Yoongi's team won. Everyone, hit the showers. Jungkook and V, this is the last time I want to see you both arguing over stupid shit." The coach said in irritation of losing practice time over these two.

"It's not my fault he's such a baby." V mumbled.

"Fuck off." Jungkook snapped.

"Language." The coach irked. Jungkook rolled his eyes and walked over to Jimin, who looked at Jungkook and sighed.

"You both seriously need to calm down. You know, instead of fighting we could've kept going and you could've scored again? Maybe next time, you should-"

"Shut up, Jimin. I don't need a lecture, alright? I need you to agree with me on how fucking annoying V is." Jungook grumbled.

"Okay. V's such a dick, I can't believe he dared insult the Jeon Jungkook." Jimin said sarcastically and Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"Oh come on, I was kidding!" Jimin giggled, but Jungkook kept walking towards the locker room in anger.

Jungkook entered the locker room and was instantly met with the cold air of the AC flowing through the room which smelled like sweat and was filled with laughter and half naked teenage boys.

"Kook, I'm just gonna shower at the dorm. Some of the showers aren't working and stuff." Jimin said, slinging the bag over his shoulder.

"Alright. I think I'll just shower here." Jungkook told Himin, who gave him a thumbs up and then walked out of the locker rooms with Namjoon and Jin.

Jungkook took his shirt off while listening to Hoseok talk about some tv show that he's watching- who cares, they're just making useless banter that won't go anywhere anyways.

"Holy shit V!"

"Someone got laaaaaid~"

"Jesus, you must've gone hard as fuck."

Jungkook turned around to hear what the commotion was about and saw a lot of boys circled around V. Jungkook could see he was shirtless, but didn't know why they were all yelling obscure and lewd comments about him.

V turned around so his back was to those boys and Jungkook widened his eyes. Long, scarlet lines were splayed across his back- some more red than others.
Scratches. Scratches which Jungkook made.

"Who was it? Was it Eka? Or was it some virgin?" Yoongi snickered, also looking at V's broad back.

"S'no one guys." V said and then turned to look at Jungkook, who instantly looked away with his cheeks flushed.

"Well, I'm guessing she loved it." Hoseok snickered and Jungkook felt his cheeks flush even more- shut up shut up shut up shut up.

"I guess she did." V said, winking at Hoseok before walking towards the showers like the cocky fucker that he is.

Jungkook felt his heart thudding against his chest as he walked towards the showers, which he had to wait to get into.
No, he did not 'love' it. It just.. hurt, that's why he made those scratches. That's all.

Jungkook didn't want to see the cocky look on V's face- god, he had to have some kind of dignity! He didn't admit to masculine fragility, in fact he'd pride himself on the fact that he had none- but Jesus, he would never admit that he let V of all people put his dick in his ass. Absolutely not.

"What's taking so long?" Hoseok grumbled for behind Jungkook.

"The showers are broken or something. Dunno, man, I'm just gonna walk back to my dorm and shower." Yoongi said, walking away from the shower place and back towards his locker.

"Fuck this. I have to study for that Physics paper tomorrow. I don't have time for this shit." Hoseok grumbled and also walked away.

Jungkook sighed. He didn't have any tests tomorrow and all the homework that he did have was already finished. He couldn't be bothered to walk back all sweaty, so he might as well just shower now.

After twenty minutes or so, Jungkook finally popped into the small shower hidden behind a plastic curtain and turned on the water. He sighed to himself, feeling warm water drowse into his pale skin, rushing down his shoulders and onto his back.

Jungkook's mind wandered as he massaged plain water through his tousled hair. He thought about V. How much he hated him. How much V irritated him and how he just wanted to slap him sometimes. How V would look pinned to the wall, whining Jungkook's name and rutting against his thigh-

Jungkook's cheeks flushed as he snapped him out of his thoughts. No, no no no this is wrong. That was a one time thing that is never ever going to happen again. Jungkook can't let his mind betray him like this- his body betraying him was still understandable (afterall, Jungkook is a horny teenage boy battling a war of hormones).

But god, Jungkook couldn't control his damn mind. He couldn't control his thoughts imploding lewd imaginations which made Jungkook's skin boil. Thoughts of V pinning him down, making Jungkook whine and beg and rut against his thigh, making Jungkook spread his legs and fuck him mercilessly-

What the fuck. Somehow, those thoughts were hotter than the previous ones. Something about getting dominated and pinned down. But not to V. He would never let that boy dominate him- his stupid stupid stupid face and stupid smirk and stupid silver hair which he always wrapped up in bandanas. Jungkook would never subject himself to do anything for V.

He hates him. Hates.

Jungkook stepped out of the shower, realizing he'd been there for too long. He wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out, noticing the sudden silence. He walked from the shower area to where the lockers are with the benches. He looked to see two guys from his team who he really didn't know that well and- fuck, V.

Jungkook looked up and saw V in boxers- fuck- and accidentally let his eyes trail down his slight abs and to the boxers where Jungkook could somewhat make out the outline of his cock. His cock, which Jungkook had inside of him just yesterday, along with his long, long fingers stretching him out and-

Jungkook instantly snapped out of his thoughts, looking up to see V looking at him with a somewhat smug look.
Oh fuck, Jungkook instantly walked over to his locker, knowing that V saw him looking at his... nether regions. His face flushed instantly and he pressed his forehead against the cool metal locker, breathing in deeply. Why was he horny, he should be mad at V!

"Jungkook," A deep voice said out of nowhere and Jungkook jumped a little, turning around in surprise.

"What do you want, V?" Jungkook asked, trying not to let his voice waver and to sound at least a little strong.

V looked like he was going to say something, but then a voice interrupted him.

"Hey, you gonna go now, or...?" One of the guys who Jungkook saw changing earlier said, standing along with the other guy.

"Nah, you guys go ahead." V said and both the boys left the locker room. Jungkook gulped and slowly averted his eyes to V.

"V-" Jungkook started, but V instantly placed his hands on Jungkook's waist and pounced on him, connecting his lips to Jungkook's neck.

Jungkook gasped, grabbing V's shoulders and feeling V's teeth nibbling at the spot, lulling his tongue over it. He felt a flame ablaze in his stomach as V continued making a clear hickey on Jungkook's neck. Jungkook threw his head back against the locker, feeling V's hands roam lower and grip his towel.

Jungkook suddenly felt the towel being ripped off his torso and he felt a whimper tug at the back of his throat as V trailed his fingers across Jungkook's upper thigh. Jungkook was about to moan, he realization hit him.

He instantly pushed V off of him, eyes widened and cheeks pink. "What-w-what are you doing?!" Jungkook gasped out, grabbing the towel off the floor and quickly covering his crotch.

"I-I don't know..." V trailed, seeming a little dazed himself.

"We can't do this." Jungkook said, successfully wrapped the towel around his waist again.

"Why not?" V mumbled, scratching the back of his head. Jungkook looked up at him with confused eyes.

"Because I don't like you and you don't like me!" Jungkook snapped and V rolled his eyes.

"You don't have to like someone to fuck them." V scoffed.

"Yeah, but you can't physically despise them!" Jungkook spat back, looking for his clothes in his bag. "Besides, yesterday was... accidental. We were both in weird... headspaces, or whatever. We're straight dudes- this is weird!"

"Then why were you staring at my dick?"

Jungkook froze at V's words and turned around slowly. "What?" Jungkook asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Like, ten minutes ago. I saw you staring at my dick." V said, folding his arms.

V's mouth turned into a smirk when he saw Jungkook's cheeks turn pink - his body's betraying him again for fucks sake.

"I-I-I wasn't staring. I was just-"

"Stop being so stuck up, Jungkook. I know you liked my cock and you know you did. So just shut up and stop being so arrogant about this. Besides, it's not like we're going to tell anyone and it's not like anyone's going to find out. And, it's just a one time.. two time thing." V said and Jungkook opened his mouth to say something, to say no, absolutely the fuck no, and then walk out.

V cocked an eyebrow, waiting for an answer. Jungkook looked around the room and closed his eyes tightly for two seconds, pondering on whether he should or not. His mind started cluttering with intrusive thoughts of do and don't. Finally, Jungkook let out a little sigh.

"There's a packet of lube and condoms in the side of my bag." Jungkook mumbled out and saw a smug ass grin spread across V's face, one that Jungkook wanted to slap out right now. V, firstly, pulled the stupid towel off Jungkook again, chucking it somewhere, making Jungkook roll his eyes.

"Could've just asked me to do it." Jungkook mumbled and V snickered. "Where's the fun in that?"

Jungkook breathed out and slumped against the locker wall, feeling weirdly ecstatic, excited, something he'd never admit. Jungkook looked to the side to see V rummaging through his bag, looking for the lube and condoms.

V felt eyes on him and looked at Jungkook and scoffed. "Well turn around and stick your ass out for me, will ya? Can't do everything myself, Kook." V said, winking at him. Jungkook felt his entire face flush at that and trudgingly turned around, placed his hands against the lockers and - embarrassingly enough for him - sticking his ass out.

He instantly felt hands on his hips and tried to ignore the fact that his cock was already hard and straining against his stomach. V's fingers tickled down Jungkook's ass, even daring to squeeze it- which obviously earned a grunt from Jungkook. V, instead of responding to the grunt like any other mature human being, decided to smack his palm against Jungkook's ass.

"V!" Jungkook whined, partially in anger and partially because now he was getting needy and wanted to be fucked.

V giggled, which made Jungkook roll his eyes, and ghosted his lubed finger over Jungkook's hole, pressing his fingertips against the rim.

"You ready, princess?" V said snarky and Jungkook was about to thrash him for calling him princess, but instead let his mouth fall when a finger instantly pushed up his tight muscle.

"Oh- god, fuck off!" Jungkook snapped and earned a hearty laugh.

It's easy to say that Jungkook still most definitely hated V, nothing was changing that.

*

"-you know damn fucking well that we lost because you didn't pass to me."

"No we lost because all you do is whine like a little bitch."

"No we- ugh- lost because you- you're stupid!"

"Really? That's the best comeback you've got?"

"V, your dick is literally in me right now! I'm sorry if I can't think of good comebacks when you can't even fuck me well!" Jungkook snapped, his hands pressed against the cool metal surface of the locker.

V's grip around Jungkook's hips tightened.

"What did you just say?" V growled, digging his nails into Jungkook's sides.

"I said you can't fuck me well!" Jungkook said again, with more force. Suddenly, he felt a hand push his back down further, so he was completely bent in half. V pulled his cock out of Jungkook's slick hole, the head still pressing against the pink skin.

"What the fuck?" Jungkook snapped in annoyance, turning his head to get a glimpse of the silver haired boy. "Seriously, V? Dude, come on I was just-"

Jungkook suddenly let out a loud gasp and let his head fall as V's cock slammed into him, hitting right against his prostate. Jungkook felt the bundle of veins send electric waves throughout his body and he let out a whine, followed by a loud moan.

"Can't fuck you well, hm?" V said cockily, continuously slamming his cock against Jungkook's prostate and making the raven haired boy let out high pitched moans of delight.

"Huh, Kook? Want me to stop? Because clearly I'm fucking you oh so badly." V said and Jungkook could hear the evident smirk playing on his pathetic face.

"F-fuck you." Jungkook squeaked out, straightening his back a little and wrapping one hand around his own cock, pumping it and feeling the tingles rush down his back.

"Nah man, I fucked you. Hard and pretty damn well." V snickered, enjoying the way Jungkook pressed his forehead against the locker and had a pleasant look on his face.

"Mm... yeah," Jungkook let out, voice cracking a bit as he bit down on his lip and closed his eyes, feeling cold metal against his sweaty forehead. He continued to work his hand on his flushed cock, bobbing against his stomach.

"You like this, don't you?" V asked and Jungkook couldn't really decipher what V was saying because of all the screaming temptations in his brain.

"S-so much," Jungkook breathed out, feeling V's cock just go deeper as he said that. He could feel V's breath on the back of his neck.

V pressed Jungkook's front against the locker completely, the smaller boy letting out a whine as V's lips connected with the spot under his left ear. He could feel V's hands on his waist, him working his cock in and out of the boy while sucking a red spot.

"V, I-I'm gonna come, nngh- fuck-" Jungkook gasped out, pumping his cock diligently before coming all over his hand.

Jungkook felt his cock fall limp as V roughly fucked into Jungkook, chasing his climax- before letting out a grunt and coming inside the condom.

V pulled his cock out, taking the condom off and mindlessly flinging it to the corner of the room. Both the boys stayed in the position for a while, V with his nose dug in the nape of Jungkook's neck and Jungkook with his forehead against the locker.

"Get off me." Jungkook mumbled suddenly and V snickered and got off Jungkook, pulling his boxers and shorts back on.

Jungkook turned around slowly, noticing that V was fully dressed while Jungkook was fully naked.

"Um... w-where's my bag?" Jungkook mumbled, looking around, before spotting it on the bench beside him. Before he could reach for it, V grabbed the bag and threw it to the other side of the room.

"V-" Jungkook groaned, feeling embarrassed and vulnerable under the other's gaze. Jungkook rolled his eyes at V's smirk, getting a slap on his ass as he walked past him.

"Stop it!" Jungkook snapped, but couldn't help but let out a little giggle. Listen, it wasn't V that was putting him in a good mood, it was V's dick.

Jungkook reached his bag and quickly tugged his boxers and sweats on, along with a white tee.

"What was the English homework?" V asked, slinging his own bag over his shoulder. Jungkook looked at him with a raised brow.

"Um... just to write a paragraph on the scene we read from Macbeth." Jungkook said, suddenly feeling a wave of awkwardness flood over them.

"Cool. Thanks. You coming for practice tomorrow?" V asked and Jungkook furrowed his brows.

"Obviously, we have to come every day." Jungkook scoffed and V smirked, leaning against the entrance to the locker room.

"Just asking, y'know. Doubt you'll be able to walk." V said, winking at the now blushing boy, before walking out of the locker room.

"Asshat." Jungkook mumbled to himself, grabbing his bag before walking out of the locker room as well (or at least trying to).