Taehyung's POV

  I walked through the hallway on the way to class, catching the eyes of many people on the way. My head hung low at the thought of Mason spreading a rumor that I hit Jungkook on purpose, and now everyone was staring.

My head wasn't hung low because I was embarrassed of the rumor, it was because Jungkook passed me in the hall and didn't even spare me a glance when he walked by. It's because during class, I tried to apologize to him but he ignored me so much that it hurt.

The amount of times that I said "Jungkook, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry," was endless.

But I was still ignored.

After the last class of the day, I ran to the school parking lot and waited at Jungkook's car. He walked forward and hesitated when he saw me standing there. When he got to his car, he unlocked his door and tried to hurry in it.

I held my hand against his door and frowned.

"How come you're ignoring me and not Mason? He's the one who started the whole fight to begin with." I told Jungkook.

He furrowed his eyebrows at me and shook his head. "That's funny." He chuckled darkly. "Last I remembered, you threw the first hit."

"Kook, no, let me explain—"

"Explain what, exactly?" He asked.

I furrowed my eyebrows and tilted my head at him. "Don't be such a brat, Kook. I was just taking up for you." I frowned down at him.

"I can take up for myself." He shoved me away. I stumbled back a little, but he still stood in front of me with an angry expression.

"Fine." I threw up my arms in defeat and shrugged. "Two can play this game, Kook."

I walked away from his car and started walking home, not caring that he was asking me what I meant by what I just said.

He'll see.

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The next few days went back to normal.

By normal, I mean.. normal.

I had started slowly growing back to my old self, getting mad at every single person and letting the girls pleasure me like usual- except this time, they were merely distractions instead of satisfactory. I held my head low every single time a girl came onto me with a flirtatious look.

Every time I saw Jungkook, I would either snap a dirty look at him or try to torture him in any way possible. The way it hurt me to see him struggling really sucked ass, but he was really just asking for it. He didn't know what Mason whispered right before I punched him, but yet he still got mad at me and not him.

"Why would you touch him?" Was what I had said to Mason. His reply to me? "Because if I touch him now, maybe he'll let me touch him later." He had smirked at me. Next thing I knew, I was punching him.. then Kookie..

  I didn't mean to punch Jungkook.

  Why would I? How could I?

  I really do regret punching him, but I will never regret punching Mason. He thinks he can just take over Jungkook and everything will be-

  "Jungkookie, would you be alright if we went outside to talk for a bit?" I heard Mason's voice break me from my thoughts. I glared at him and looked away once Jungkook saw me.

  "Sure," was all Jungkook said.

  They both walked out of the classroom and Mason sent me a pointed look before looking down at Jungkook's ass and licking his lips.

  "Are you kidding me?" Jin said once the two boys walked outside. "You're going to let Mason do that?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

  I shrugged with a sigh. "Last time I tried to protect Kookie, he fucking ignored me."

  Jin smacked my head and growled at me. "Mason's trying to get in Jungkook's pants and you're worried about him hating you? Who cares? Mason's stronger than Kookie. What if he does something?" Jin pushed me out of my chair with a scoff. "Go. Now." He ordered.

  I walked out of the classroom with a confused look as I saw Mason rubbing all over the exact girl that wanted me a week ago. "Katelyn?"

Katelyn and Mason both glanced at me and then looked back at each other. "Where's Jungkook?" I took a step closer to Mason.

"He fucking ran away from me." Mason shrugged with no emotion. "I'm over it."

I rolled my eyes and flipped Mason off before heading to the possible place that Jungkook could've been in. When I got to the art room, the teacher was leaving the room, closing the door behind her. When she left, I opened the door, seeing the blue fairy lights shining.

"Jungkook?" I called out as I looked around.

I finally made eye contact with him as he sat against the wall in the corner of the room. He looked away and rested his head on his knees.

"What do you want?" He asked tiredly.

I frowned and closed the door to the room. My feet started walking by themselves towards Jungkook, and I sat on the counter on the wall.

"I wanted to see if you were okay." I stated.

Jungkook looked up at me and then stood up so that he was facing me. He then climbed up on the counter with me and sighed. "Why?" He asked with a hurt voice. "You've been mean to me for days now and you've been giving me death glares for no reason." He said.

My mouth hung open as I looked at him. I hopped off of the counter and stood in front of him so that he could see my confusion.

"Kook, you fucking ignored me and took Mason's side when he tried to take you from me." I furrowed my eyebrows angrily.

"Take me from you?" Jungkook questioned.

I placed my hands on each sides of his thighs and looked up at him with a stern look. "You know what I fucking mean, Jungkook."

He stared at me and looked shocked.

"Why are you being so harsh, Taehyung?"

I gritted my teeth together and groaned as I grabbed the side of the counter. Jungkook's thighs were now closer to the edge of the counter, almost trapping me in them.

"I'm being harsh because you don't fucking understand where I'm coming from." I told him. "Mason only wanted sex from you, that's all he's wanted from the start. You know that."

"And what exactly do you want from me?"

He looked down at me as he leaned against the wall behind him, scooting further back onto the counter. I stepped as close as possible back with him and sighed dramatically.

  "What do I want?" I laughed coldly. "I obviously fucking want you. I want to stay up late with you and I want to paint with you and God I want to fucking hold you and I want to do that until I die. I want to be able to hold you and tell you how fucking cute you are and I want you to realize that nobody will judge you as long as I'm with you. Nobody will hurt you and nobody will lay a fucking hand on you and I want you to realize that you're worth the fucking world, but you're making this so hard for me, Kookie." I confessed.

I felt relief overwhelm me as I finally let out my kept emotions. God, it's been so long.

"Tae?" Jungkook said quietly, causing me to look up at him. He was now seated on the edge of the counter again and his eyes were teary.

"Yeah?" I questioned as I frowned at him.

"Do you know why I ran away from Mason?"

"No," I said truthfully. Jungkook looked at his hands and chuckled. "He tried to kiss me." He said with a weak smile. "But.. Tae?" He said.

I frowned even more. "Yeah?" I asked.

"Will you kiss me instead?" He pouted. My heart began to race and my eyes widened.

His eyes held galaxies and his smile was small and timid. I placed my hands under his thighs and pulled him closer to me, making him gasp. I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled him towards me, placing my lips on his.

His lips were small and soft, tasting like strawberry. I had noticed that he had used lip balm before, but standing here with his lips on mine, tasting the flavor, felt like heaven.

I softly nibbled at his bottom lip, liking the feeling of hands messily tugging at my hair. I licked the entrance to his mouth, wanting to taste him more than I already was, growing greedy at the moment I had gotten with him.

Jungkook let me slide my tongue in, and I explored his mouth for the longest time before tugging at his shirt and eventually pulling it off. I threw the white tee on the floor and smiled as I left kisses down his neck and chest.

His breathing was heavy and I could feel his chest rise and fall every single time I kissed him. I stuck my tongue over one of his nipples, causing a sudden moan come out of his mouth. "T-Tae.." he breathed out slowly.

I bit my lip as I looked up at him, making sure that he was okay with everything I was doing.

"Yes, Kookie?" I asked him.

Jungkook smiled weakly down at me and his breathing started slowing down. "Let's.. save this for another time.." He looked at the door.

I turned to the door and saw the teacher standing there with her arms crossed.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry." I picked up Jungkook's shirt and threw it to him as he jumped off of the counter. He smiled at the teacher weakly.

"I- I'm truly sorry.." He said shyly.

I stared at him in awe as he pulled his shirt over his head and we left the classroom.

He truly is something, isn't he?

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