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Kim Taehyung was irritating.

That was Jungkook's first impression of the boy when he first saw him.

Sitting on top of a desk, with his flashy varsity jacket, surrounded with people, telling them some stupid story and making everyone laugh loudly in the first block, on the first day of school - Jungkook had immediately deemed Taehyung as an attention seeker.

It did cross his mind that these people might know each other from before, from another school or something, but then Taehyung had asked everybody to introduce themselves again since he had mixed up their names. Jungkook had rolled his eyes.

Jungkook hated people like him.

They were dumb. They were playboys. They were rude. They were bullies. They thought the whole world revolved around them. They though they were better than everyone else. Oh and - they were dumb.

And then the teacher had came in and asked everyone to settle down. But instead of sitting at the last bench next to some girl, like Jungkook had expected him to, Taehyung had walked up to the front of the classroom and asked if Jungkook would mind if he sat next to him.

Jungkook said no.

Taehyung sat down and pulled out this big, fat journal from his bag. It was neatly labeled and bookmarked with each subject. And he got out his colorful pens; red, blue, green and black.

Jungkook had snickered, "Excited much?"

Taehyung had looked at him for a second and then laughed, "Oh yeah! I can't focus if everything's the same color. It's just so boring." Jungkook had mumbled out a 'right'.

"What about you? Are you excited? New school, new friends, new everything. I'm like - super excited! And did you hear about the societies and clubs they have here?? There's so many of them! And they're all so cool! I'm thinking of applying for all of them. What about you?"

Jungkook had blinked at the boy and asked him 'what clubs?' And then they got talking. The entire time they sat together, Taehyung had talked and talked and talked and by the end of the class, Kim Taehyung had gone from irritating to tolerable.

Now, three years later, here's the intel Jungkook had on Taehyung:

1. Taehyung was an absolute extrovert.
2. Taehyung never got awkward.
3. Taehyung always knew what to say.
4. Taehyung still loved those big, fat, stupid journals.

And here were Jungkook's guesses on why Taehyung had been awkward around him recently.

1. He was embarrassed about touching his butt and did not know how to apologize.
2. He was thinking about touching his butt again.

So ... if Jungkook was to analyze all this information simultaneously, it didn't make sense for Taehyung to get awkward and not know how to apologize at the same time. Unless ... he hadn't thought about apologizing at all. Which means that - ding ding ding

Taehyung was thinking about touching Jungkook's butt again!

That was the only explanation Jungkook could come up with. But he was only like - 98% sure of it and in that case, he needed to practically test out his theory to see if he was correct.

"Jungkook?"

Jungkook jumped a little at Jimin's voice and looked up from his notebook to see Jimin staring at him weirdly, "Yeah?"

"Are you okay? You were grinning like a maniac." Jimin asked, seeming a little worried.

Jungkook nodded quickly, "Oh yeah, I just - I figured out this question ... that I've been stuck on and - yeah. Sorry," He mumbled hurriedly and then cleared his throat, "So, where are the others?"

Jimin shrugged, "Dunno. Saw Namjoon and Hobi going to get lunch earlier." said Jimin, turning back to his notebook. Him and Jungkook were in the library, studying (or rather pretending to - because the library was air-conditioned and it was nice to sit in).

"Where's Tae?" Jungkook asked.

"He was sitting with some random people. I think they weren't even from our school," Jimin said. Jungkook hummed. Taehyung was like that. He made friends with absolutely anyone easily. He was actually the reason Jungkook was friends with the rest of the guys too.

After that class on the first day, Taehyung had dragged Jungkook to the cafeteria with him and made him join his friends for lunch. Again, Jungkook had thought they were friends from before but he found out later that Taehyung didn't even know their names then.

"I'm gonna go look for him," Jungkook said, getting up from his seat and gathering his stuff, "Need his help with an experiment." Jimin nodded and didn't question him further so Jungkook walked out of the library.

He walked past some classrooms and peeked inside because sometimes Taehyung liked hanging out in there with teachers during break (???). He didn't see him though.

Then Jungkook made his way to the basketball court and looked inside. Taehyung was there with some girl, teaching her how to throw the ball properly. She was laughing for absolutely no reason.

Alright, so Jungkook had a (very morally wrong) plan in mind to test out his theory.

1. Make a few butt-related statements.
2. Wear shorts and show-off his butt.
3. Wait to see how Taehyung would react.
4. Repeat 3 times.

It was pretty straight forward. Jungkook walked into the locker room, placed his stuff on the bench next to Taehyung's, then changed out of his pants into some comfy shorts. They were not as small or tight has his carrot shorts but they'll do for now.

Taehyung walked in about 15 minutes later. He saw Jungkook sitting by his stuff and hesitated for a second. Ah yes, the incident from yesterday. Taehyung had very cleverly been avoiding Jungkook after it.

"Hey," Jungkook said when Taehyung approached him. Taehyung grabbed his bag from the bench, "Hey."

"About yesterday..." Jungkook said. He saw Taehyung look down at the floor uneasily, "Mika gives some pretty good head."

Taehyung looked up at him, brows furrowed as if he had expected Jungkook to say something else, "Okay..." Then he scoffed, "I still think you shouldn't have done it in the classroom."

"Come on, when else am I ever gonna have a chance to take risks?" Jungkook asked.

"I mean, if you ask me -"

"Leaving one line blank in a test doesn't count as taking risks."

Taehyung kicked Jungkook's foot. Jungkook hissed in pain, and Taehyung flung his bag over his shoulder, turning around to leave. Jungkook quickly got up, "Hey, um - I actually needed your help with something."

Taehyung stopped walking and turned to him, "With what?"

"Um ... stretching?" Jungkook said.

Taehyung raised his eyebrow, "You need my help with stretching?" He asked. Jungkook nodded. Taehyung tilted his head to the side, "You stretch so much you're literally spandex at this point, Jungkook."

Alright, fuck Taehyung for noticing even the smallest details. Maybe Jungkook should've gone with twerking instead.

"I haven't been-"

"Ayyy, Taehyung!" Jungkook heard. Him and Taehyung both turned around to look and saw this guy, Yugyeom, walking into the locker room. He was in the basketball team and was probably best friends with Taehyung.

Taehyung broke out into a smile, "Yugyeom. Hey man, what's up?" Taehyung asked, doing that bro-hug thingy with him.

"The boys want the whole basketball team to hang out later today. Get pizza or something. You in?" Yugyeom asked. Taehyung grinned at him, "Are you paying?"

"After your last game, I probably should," Yugyeom said and Taehyung laughed, "I'm in then."

The two boys started talking and then got joined by three other guys from the basketball team. One of them threw his arm around Taehyung's shoulders and Taehyung said something to him with a smile which made the others burst out laughing.

Jungkook sighed.

Now his plan will have to wait for a while. Aw man, he had changed into shorts and all. That sucks.

Jungkook picked his stuff up and headed for the door but then paused when Taehyung called out to him "Jungkook!" Taehyung shouted. Jungkook turned and saw Taehyung say something to Yugyeom, pat his back and then rush up towards him, "So sorry. What were you saying?"

"Oh, nothing. Don't worry about it," Jungkook shook his head and brushed Taehyung off. Taehyung blinked at him, and then shrugged with a smile.

"Do you still want me to wait for you after school?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung had told him earlier that he wanted to show Jungkook some really sick hack in counter strike. They usually went to Jungkook's place for that.

"Yep, I'll text you when I'm free," Taehyung said. Jungkook hummed and then saw the boy turn around and walk back up to his friends. So Jungkook turned away and walked outside.

Trial #1 was a failure, I guess?

***

After school, Taehyung came along with Jungkook to his place. There was nothing unusual about it, they went over to each other's 46 times a week.

"Do you have coffee? My head's killing me," Taehyung asked, dumping his stuff on Jungkook's bed once they got there. Jungkook shook his head, "No, but there's some Tepal Danedar tea in the cupboard if you want."

"I'll go make it. Do you want some?" Taehyung asked.

"Sure," Jungkook replied, and Taehyung walked out of his room. "I'll be right there," Jungkook shouted after him, earning an 'okay' in response.

Jungkook pulled open his closet door and peeked inside. Alright, it was officially time for Trail #2.

Jungkook changed his clothes and put on his - ahem - carrot shorts. He pulled on a big shirt over it and then went downstairs to the kitchen. Taehyung had placed some tea on the stove to brew and was now standing against the counter, typing away on his phone.

Jungkook opened the fridge door, "So..." Jungkook said. Taehyung hummed in response. Jungkook scanned the fridge to see if there was something he wanted to eat. Nothing to eat. He closed the door, "When was the last time you had sex?"

Taehyung paused and then looked up from his phone slowly, "What?"

"When was the last time you had sex?" Jungkook asked again, trying to make it sound as casual as he could. Taehyung gave him a confused look, "Um - I don't really remember. Why?"

"Oh, so it's been a while?" Jungkook asked and then hopped up to sit on the counter. Taehyung gave a little shrug, "I guess."

"Don't you get like - super horny?" Jungkook asked. He saw Taehyung look more confused and put his phone in his pocket. Taehyung thought for a second, "I mean - sometimes. But I can control myself."

"Why do you have to control yourself?" Jungkook asked and then leaned back to pick an apple up from the bowl on the kitchen counter. He made sure to jut his ass out while doing so and noticed how Taehyung's eyes flickered downwards and then back up instantly, "If I were you, I'd get laid the first chance I get."

"Well - I don't really get a lot of chances," Taehyung mumbled.

"Don't really get a lot of chances - bitch? People literally throw themselves at you. That girl who invited you to the part three months before she planned it? Totally wanted to get down on her knees for you. And that guy from chemistry? The blonde one? He would've totally dropped his shorts if you asked."

Taehyung was staring at Jungkook weirdly, seemingly at a loss of words, "Um - what ... exactly is your point?"

"I'm saying that - oh, this apple has mold on it," Jungkook said and then leaned back on the counter again, ass out and tried to place it back in the basket. He accidentally pushed the basket away and then wiggled forward, trying to reach it.

Taehyung saw Jungkook struggling and wiggling his butt and saw his shirt tug upwards, exposing a little of his tummy.

Taehyung let his eyes trail slightly downwards. Those stupid carrot shorts - they were fuzzy too. Taehyung sighed.

He placed a hand on Jungkook's waist and pulled him up and then reached forward, grabbing another apple and handing it over to the boy. Jungkook gave him a sweet smile and noticed how Taehyung didn't remove his hand from his waist when he stepped back.

Taehyung was standing closer to him now, their legs touching and his hand was on Jungkook's waist which - by the way - shouldn't still be there. Unnecessary touching. Hmmmm.

"So, what was I saying?" Jungkook asked and took a bite of his apple.

"Shorts."

"Shorts, right," Jungkook hummed, "Anyone would be willing to take their shorts off for you."

"You think so?"

"Definitely. You just don't ask them to."

"I can't just ask people to take off their shorts, Kook. That'd be super creepy," Taehyung laughed. Jungkook rolled his eyes playfully, "You know what I mean. You're hot and everyone wants to fuck you."

"I don't think that's true," Taehyung chuckled.

"It is," Jungkook stated, "Even I think you're hot."

"Oh," Taehyung mumbled softly, "A-and?"

Jungkook tilted his head to the side and blinked at Taehyung cutely, "Hmm?"

"Do you ... um, would you want ... to, you know -"

"Oops - dropped my apple," Jungkook giggled a bit. The apple rolled away and Taehyung stepped back to pick it up but Jungkook beat him to it, "I got it."

He hopped down from the counter and saw that the apple was by Taehyung's feet. He sat down on the floor, pressing his knees to the floor and picked it up. Then looked up at Taehyung, "Oh, nice pants. Are they new?'

Taehyung was staring down at him, eyes big and cheeks flushed and Jungkook had a little, little guess on what he was thinking. Drop down on knees, pull shorts down - Jungkook had used those words to make sure Taehyung would think about those things.

"Y-yeah."

Jungkook reached forward and took at hem of Taehyung's jeans between his fingers, toying with it, "From where?" And holy fucking shit - this was so stupid. Jungkook was acting like a total clown. Jungkook bit down on his lip to stop himself from smiling.

"Uh - I don't - I don't really remember-"

"Aw, too bad," Jungkook pouted up at him and then got off the floor and turned away, his back facing Taehyung now. He turned on the water and began washing the apple and felt Taehyung step closer to him.

Jungkook stepped back and oops - his ass was suddenly against Taehyung's crotch. He felt Taehyung reach up and place his hands on his sides, trying to steady him. Jungkook didn't do anything, he really needed to wash his apple.

"I think we should have sex."

"What?"

"I think you should have sex," Jungkook repeated, grinning to himself. He just knew that Taehyung was staring down at his butt at this point. Taehyung didn't reply but Jungkook felt his hands trail down from his sides.

Taehyung let his hands drop from Jungkook's waist down to his butt. Jungkook felt Taehyung fiddle with a loose thread at the edge of his shorts, sigh and then dig his thumbs into the soft material. He squeezed a little and then -

Jungkook pulled away. He cleared his throat loudly.

Taehyung broke out from his trance and stepped like - 9 steps back. Jungkook glanced at him and then said, "Let's go, play counter strike!" and walked out of the kitchen to his bedroom.

Taehyung came up 5 minutes later with two cups of tea and placed them on the desk. Jungkook noticed from the corner of his eye how he kept adjusting his pants uneasily. Jungkook chose to ignore that, messing with different settings on the game.

Taehyung sat down on the bed, fidgeting around and then mumbled something under his breath and got up, walking into the washroom. He came back a whole 12 minutes later and saw Jungkook sitting in the chair, a small smug smile on his lips.

"That was long," Jungkook commented.

Taehyung looked at him and then away, "Stupid diarrhea," he mumbled, very softly.

"Sure." Jungkook said.

This plan was turning out to be way more fun than he thought it would be.

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