Taehyung bounces onto the cramped bus with excited steps. Out of the herd of dreadful student's he stands out like a sore thumb, his blue hair jumping up and down with each ecstatic step he takes. Unlike everyone else, he is quite optimistic about the whole idea of 'survival camp'. The thought of running around freely with all your mates by your side, telling spooky horror stories behind the creaky doors of cabins and eating unpleasant meals cooked by a grumpy chef just made him quiver with excitement. Taehyung was in it for the experience, despite it being good or bad. 

Jimin, however, isn't quite as optimistic as his friend. He trudges behind Taehyung with slow irritant steps that mirror every other student in the year. Taehyung hops into the window seat, smiling cheekily at Jimin who doesn't even care that he's lost the game Taehyung had been playing of 'first to get the window seat wins'. In fact, he's rather glad; having to see the nice city landscape slowly evaporate into the dry country roads might just make him sick. 

Just as Jimin is about to plop his bag in the carrier above their heads, an authoritative voice yells from across the bus. 

"UH-UH-UH, you nasty pests shall not have the privilege of sitting next to who you please, not after what happened last time."

Taehyung's nudges Jimin's arms, his eyebrows furrowed with curiosity. "What happened last time?"

Jimin shakes his head tiredly, "You don't want to know."

Just as Taehyung opens his mouth to whine about wanting to know, the voice booms out again. 

"You will be seated in alphabetical order, this will not only be your seating partner for the bus ride but will also be your partner for all the activities done in camp."

A collective groan rises from the group of students, some cursing under their breath while others make faces of annoyance. Taehyung frowns slightly too, his happy mood slightly dampening. The thought of having to be with someone other than his group of friends is rather unnerving. 

"Okay, Ah Min Ho and Baemin Sik..." 

After what seems to be an eternity of dreadful anticipation, the teacher finally calls out his name. 

...Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung."

Taehyung's eyes widen in surprise and slight joy. He's thankful that he's with someone he knows. He walks over to Jungkook who barely acknowledges him and takes a seat next to the boy. 

He slightly pouts over the fact that he's not seated at the window seat but brushes it aside. The bus ride starts and neither boys speak a word. 

With Jungkook and Taehyung, things are much more different behind closed doors. It is kind of an unspoken agreement between them to keep whatever sort of relationship they have behind those doors rather than display it to the public. I mean for obvious reasons. 

Taehyung tries to look out the window but most of Jungkook's broad frame is blocking his view. He looks around to see that most of the other student's have fallen back asleep, considering the fact that it is six in the morning. He huffs in annoyance. He would read or listen to music but his books and phone are in his travel bag so now he just has to sit here staring at the drool dripping out of his classmates' mouths. 

"What are you frowning about?" Jungkooks deep voice slightly startles him, he turns around to see the boy taking off his earphones while turning his head to finally face him.

"Nothin'," Taehyung says while looking down. Jungkook stays silent for a while, observing the obvious pout on the other's pink lips. 

"You're not lying, are you?" Jungkook's tone is firm; it makes the smaller boy rather anxious. 

"I'm not, it's fine." Taehyung states before anxiously gnawing on his lips, eyes averting to anywhere but the ravenette. Jungkook's eyes dip to the plump flesh and then back at the boy but this time they're a darker shade of charcoal.

Taehyung squeaks when a hand grips onto his thigh. Jungkook leans in discreetly, lips brushing past the other's ear.  "What do you want, Bambi?"

Taehyung blushes a bright red. He uncomfortably squirms in his seat, trying to respond to the boy but he can't. He can't because Jungkook's hand is going higher and higher and-

"The window seat! I want the window seat." Taehyung blurts out, his red cheeks puffing out in aspiration. 

Jungkook pauses his actions, his eyes amusedly staring at the small boy who's now a fumbling mess in his seat. He chuckles warmly, the deep gravelly noise only further prompting Taehyung's embarrassment. 

Taehyung turns his head away from the ravenette, feigning annoyance, but really he is just too shy to even look at him. He hears shuffling in the seat next to him and suddenly, Jungkook is towering over him. "W-what are-"

The ravenette gestures over towards the window seat. "Go ahead, take it."

Taehyung stares dumbly at him for a few seconds before hastily moving into the empty seat. "T-thanks."

Jungkook merely hums in response before continuing to listen to his music. 

The scenery outside is wonderful. But Taehyung isn't thinking about that. 

Instead, he's thinking about the stupid, annoying, mean, stupid, extremely hot- ahem- stupid, boy next to him. And unbeknownst to him, that stupid boy is thinking about him too.

Thinking about him with a stupid smile on his face.  

~

Screw the optimism, Taehyung wants to die. 

"USE THOSE MUSCLES BOYS! YOU ARE MEN, NOT SOME FRILLY LITTLE GIRLS." The man clad in camo yells at the group of boys. 

Taehyung is on his 40th pushup and he swears to god that he's going to die. Like, not to be a dramatic closeted gay but he feels his body giving in, he's see's the light summoning him into his end, he feels the pain of-

"USE THOSE ARMS, BOY!" The commander yells as he hovers over Taehyung. The blue head grunts as he goes back down into another pushup. 

The commander rolls his eyes at the girlish cry that escapes his mouth and continues on his trail to torture another weakling. 

Jungkook, on the other hand, seems to be breezing past the 'warm-up'. Taehyung's eyes slowly catch sight of how the boy's muscles flex every time he pushes himself up. If Taehyung's cheeks weren't red from all this exertion before, they are definitely burning like the firey pits of hell now. 

Jungkook finishes his set of pushups and then pushes himself onto his knees. His eyes trail over to Taehyung who is struggling. God, struggling is an understatement. Jungkook fears the boy is literally dying. From doing damn pushups! 

He can't help the slight smile that tingles over his lips at the sight and before he can brush it away, Taehyung spots it. The blue head frowns. "W-what are y-you looking at?" He asks rather irritably. 

Jungkook chuckles at the other's grumpiness. "Apparently someone's death."

Taehyung huffs out in annoyance. 

"Now get up before you actually die, I did your pushups for you so we can move onto the next activity."

Taehyung's eyes widen. "Y-you did t-two hundred pu-*cough*shups"

Jungkook stares at the boy with slight concern. "uh, yeah, now let's go." He says while leading him to the open ground. 

"What's the next activity?" Taehyung asks after finally catching his breath. Jungkook looks back at the blue-head, noticing how his hair is matted against his forehead because of his sweat. He can't help but notice how adorable he looks; tousled blue hair, puffy red cheeks, big doe eyes staring at him expectantly waiting for him to answers his damn quest- oh, right. 

The ravenette clears his throat, slightly embarrassed by the fact that he got caught staring. "Um, yeah, w-we have to set up the tent next."

Taehyung sighs in relief. Thank god, no more exercise. 

The two boys head over the allocated station which has two big black bags patiently waiting for them. Their tent is in the far end of the ground, away from the majority of the other groups but closer to the rockier side of the ground. They approach the big bags and Jungkook picks one up, inspecting the contents in it. 

"Taehyung, you go fetch the water while I set up the tent."

Taehyung giggles. 

Jungkook turns around to see why the smaller boy is laughing. "What's so funny?"

"Y-You said to fetch the water. It kinda sounds like something someone from the 1900s would say." 

Jungkook shakes his head at the boy's childishness as a smile slips onto his face. "Well won't you get some milk from the cows while you're at it, ma boy," He says in a weird accent, playing on the act of a man from the 1900s. 

Taehyung doubles over in laughter. He stumbles away while laughing to go fetch some water. 

"Squeeze those cow titties, ma boy," Jungkook shouts after him. 

~

Taehyung comes back with two large bottles of water, slightly struggling to hold the weight. He was expecting to come back to a nice lovely tent but instead, he comes back to a seemingly furious Jungkook. 

"Stupid fuckin' tent, can't even fuckin' stand upright. Fuckin' spineless bitch."

Taehyung shakes his head in amusement before walking up to the taller boy. "What's wrong?"

"This stupid tent is broken," Jungkook exclaims while throwing the dismantled tent to the ground. 

Taehyung looks around at everyone else who has their tent up and then back at the mess on the ground. "Here, let me have a look at it," he says while putting the water down. Jungkook walks off to the side, grumbling profanities under his breath. 

A few minutes pass and Taehyung has successfully put the tent up. Jungkook watches in amazement as the boy ties the final string of the tent to the ground, securing the shelter tightly. 

"How did you-"

Taehyung smiles while lifting his arms and flexing. "It's cause of these big muscles."

Jungkook playfully rolls his eyes, "those 40 pushups really made you cocky, huh?"

"It was 43!"

"Mh hm, whatever you say," Jungkook says while slipping into the tent. 

Taehyung crawls in after him and zips up the tent. His eyes furrow when he takes in the sight of the cramped space, barely cable of holding two fully grown -Taehyung might be short but he IS fully grown- males. 

"It looked better from the outside-"

He can barely finish his sentence because suddenly, Jungkook's lips are on his. The boy pushes him onto the hard floor then straddles his small body as he kisses him with this sense of urgency. Taehyung whimpers into the kiss as Jungkook roughly pushes his tongue past his lips. 

The sheer force and desperation in the kiss is enough to have them both hot and bothered, heat pooling in their guts. Jungkook pulls away, leaving them both panting. "I've been wanting to do that since the minute I saw you on the bus."

Taehyung blushes. 

Jungkook could never get enough of the rosy hue. 

He kisses the boy again, their lips entangling in a mess of saliva and lust. Taehyung weaves his hand through Jungkook's hair and pulls on it, causing the ravenette to groan.

Jungkook slowly grinds down onto the boy's crotch eliciting a pitchy gasp from the blue-head. His lips trail to the boy's neck and he sucks on the tender skin. Taehyung shudders and his grip on Jungkook's hair tightens.  

Jungkook's hands slip past the boy's shirt and he runs his hand down the soft expanse of skin. 

"U-uh, J-Jungkook," Taehyung chokes out a moan when the boy brushes past the sensitive tips of his nipples. 

"You like that, huh?" Jungkook asks with slight huskiness to his tone. 

Taehyung whimpers in response. Jungkook smirks before slowly unbuttoning the boy's shirt. His lips slip off his neck and then pepper small kisses all the to his nipple. Taehyung starts to pant when he feels Jungkook's hot breath hover over the hardened bud. Jungkook stares at him, teasing him with his playful eyes. 

"Jungkook- p-please," Taehyung half begs half moans. 

Jungkook needs to hear no more, his eyes darken as he dips his head down, his tongue hot tongue clashing with the cold skin of the boy's nipple. 

"CADETS, COME OUT FOR DINNER!" The loud voice of the commander breaks through the campsite. 

Jungkook pulls away from Taehyung, causing the boy to whine out needily. 

"Fuck," Jungkook says while running a hand through his tousled hair. Taehyung's still in a daze, "J-Jungkook."

"B-Bambi, we have to go, come on, get up."

Taehyung opens his eyes, staring at Jungkook with those big needy orbs. Jungkook curses again before looking away. 

He reluctantly pulls himself away from the boy and gets up. Taehyung gets up after a few minutes as well, a frustrated pout displaying on his swollen lips along with the downward arch of his brows. 

Jungkook looks at the boy and sighs. "Trust me, if I had the choice between eating dinner and eating you, I'd choose you."

Later that night, during dinner, Jimin asks Taehyung why he's so red. 

"I-It's cause of a-all the exercise," Taehyung stutter's out nervously. 

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A/N: I'm so sorry this chapter was so bad and boring. I was so busy this week that I didn't think I could even update but I managed to birth this shit out. Hopefully, the next chapter is better. Also oh my god, thank you all so much for all the reads, votes and comments. It makes me so happy and I can't thank you guys enough. I love you.