Finally. The end of the day approached sooner than later, the twins exhausted with running around between classrooms all day and receiving comments and questions on why the hell they were stuck together.

Jungkook let Jeongguk answer all the questions and comments for it was hilarious to listen to, the only joy in today.

Example A.

"Why are you two handcuffed together?" A random boy asked, pointing to the handcuffs. This was someone on the field but he wasn't a football player, Jeongguk didn't care for who it was.

"The same reason why your mom was under me last night. Coincidence." Jeongguk spat with a smirk before he continued to walk, Jungkook's mouth hanging open.

"Now what if he tells someone?" Asked the younger twin, cocking a brow. Jeongguk shrugged. "Guess he's a bitch, then. If anything, I'll beat his ass for it."

That's just today in a nutshell.

Taehyung claimed he had an after school thing to care for but Jungkook couldn't remember the last time Taehyung ever stayed after school or ever wanted to anyways.

Currently, the twins sat on the couch, the TV blaring sound effects left and right. They just threw on a cartoon, not caring for TV too much anyways. Their hands were still cuffed together, unable to un-cuff themselves because Taehyung was gone and he had the key to get these hideous things off.

Jeongguk claimed be would beat Taehyung's ass once his wrists were free from his twin but Jungkook knew that his identical twin brother wouldn't dare lay a finger to hurt their precious boyfriend.

Jungkook believed that Jeongguk fell for Taehyung but the aforementioned never said anything about falling in love. Perhaps he was just hiding away his feelings but nothing could be proven.

"Hey," Jeongguk called, snapping Jungkook from his trance. He looked over, raising his brows. "When should we, ya know, give Taehyung his gift?" He asked.

"Oh, do you mean the . . . ?"

"Yeah, I mean that. We planned it a bit ago. Should we?" Jeongguk inquired nervously. "What if he doesn't like it? Or what if he can't afford it? What if he's not allowed to have it? We didn't even check with his parents." He panicked.

Jungkook took his brother's hand, not only because it was right there but because he wanted to comfort him. "Look, he'll love it. Taehyung will love anything we get for him. Don't worry about it." He smiled.

"We should go out tomorrow and see it, perhaps we'll find one Taehyung will love the most." Jeongguk sighed.

Both boys jumped at the sound of the door, snapping their heads over to the wooden platform. Unfortunately for them, it wasn't Taehyung.

It was their eomma who usually is forgotten in this stor-.

"Hi, boys, I'm home from work, finally." She smiled tiredly, walking over and taking a seat by them, not bothering to slip off her coat or shoes. "How was school?"

"It was special. Me and Kook barley could keep away from each other." Gguk smiled crookedly, his smile begging for help.

"Oh, yeah, it was like we were hand cuffed together all day." Kook added in, hiding their wrists under a pillow.

"What did you boys do? Am I going to get a call from the school?" She asked. "Is it that kid again? You're lucky he didn't press charges against you the first time, Jeongguk."

"No, no, we just had a lot of work to do. We kept running into one another." Commented Jungkook, shrugging his shoulders.

"Ah, sure, if I get a call from the school, I will ground you both!" She threatened playfully before standing up. "Speaking of school, you boys need to do better. All this fighting and your absences, these are going to ruin your careers and what you see yourself doing in the future. Whatever has your focus, whatever girl it is that is catching your eyes, drop her. She should not be the focus. You know how you appa would feel." She muttered before she walked away to go upstairs.

Jeongguk 'tsk'ed, rolling his eyes. "I hate that she brings appa into these situations. He's gone, he left." He sighed, shaking his head. "She is just-"

"Gguk." Jungkook stopped his brother before he would say something that could be regrettable. "She shouldn't bring him up but let it go, she still suffering as well. The man only left roughly two years ago, that's not enough-"

"-enough time to get over him, I get it." Jeongguk sighed. He was ready to open up his mouth again before a soft tap on the door happened. "If this isn't Taehyung, I'm screaming." He warned before yanking Jungkook up with himself.

They went to the door and pulled it open, seeing the latter standing there with a wide smile. Taehyung rushed past the door and hugged them both, squeezing them close.

Jungkook looked down at the slightly older before looking over to his brother, back down at Tae then. "Tae? Are you okay?" He asked, gently pushing him back.

"Oh! Yeah! I'm fine!" Taehyung giggled. "I just wanted to hug you both! I missed you guys!" He giggled more, walking on inside. He set his bag down, it hugging the wall. "It also was cold and I'm freezing!"

"Yeah, yeah, I don't care." Jeongguk groaned. "Take these off now. You know how much I want to leave this loser's side? This is torture!"

"Cry about it, won't you?" Jungkook rolled his eyes.

Taehyung snickered, reaching into his pocket to pull out the key. He took their hands, unlocking the loops and pulling it off of their wrists. He turned to put the cuffs into his bag until he was stopped.

Jeongguk yanked Taehyung up, taking the handcuffs. "Yeah, you're not getting away with this." He threatened, pulling Taehyung to the couch. He sat the teen down and took his hands, cuffing them together.

"What will this do?" Asked Taehyung as he giggled, pulling at his hands.

"Makes shit harder." He flopped beside him, wrapping his arm around him and pulling him close. Jungkook just watched, shaking his head.

"Gguk, eomma is upstairs. What if she comes down and sees?" He asked, taking a seat on the other side of Taehyung.

"Your eomma is here?" Taehyung gasped. "Can I meet her? Does she know we're dating? Is she kind?" He asked a million questions, a wide smile on his face.

Jeongguk remember the fact that their mom always worked and that they rarely were able to see her and tell her things like Taehyung was their boyfriend. "Um, we haven't told her exactly. She's still oblivious to the fact we date the same person."

"And she wouldn't accept it probably anyways." Jungkook cleared his throat. "She is one of those parents. She's more worried about our grades and our careers rather than our love life." He shrugged, resting his hand on Taehyung's knee.

"Oh . . . Could I still meet her or would you guys get in trouble?" He asked, biting down on his lower lip shyly.

"You can meet her, you just can't . . ."

"Be our boyfriend." They answered, not wanting to make Taehyung upset but that was the truth. "I love you, Taehyung, I would love to tell her that I do but she's already suspicious me and Gguk are looking at people in ways we shouldn't be."

The faded red head nodded slightly, leaning into Jeongguk's arm. "That's fine, I don't mind." He shrugged lamely. "Should I stop coming here then? On days she's home?"

Jeongguk shook his head. "You can still come over but we can't lay you on us or touch you or kiss you. You'd have to just, like, sit there, really. If you don't mind hiding our relationship from her then come as much as you like." He added on to his previous statement.  

Jungkook agreed, nodding his head. "You should probably take the handcuffs off of him before eomma wanders down here and sees. You know how she would react to such a thing." He commented.

The older Jeon Twin rolled his eyes before he did as told, sighing. "We'll get you back. One way or the other, I swear to God." Jeongguk groaned, kissing Taehyung's cheek. He moved his kisses to his neck, sitting up and crawling to be slightly over the older.

He kissed and pecked on his neck. Then, he got to a tender place and began to suck on his golden skin. Taehyung gasped and released a moan, slightly pushing on Jeongguk's chest.

"N-No, s-stop!" He whined, trying to hold his moans. He finally was able to shove the one twin, his hands rushing to his neck.

Jungkook seemed awfully quiet to the whole situation, looking over to get a better look. "Let me see," he hummed, taking the faded red head's hands away.

There on his neck, a big purple splotch. Jungkook snickered. "Yeah, totally not noticeable." He hummed. "My tuuurrrrn,~"

He tugged Taehyung over to him and sucked his own hickey onto his neck, hearing and feeling the older squirm, keeping him in place as his tongue danced on the skin and as his lips bit and sucked on the skin.

Taehyung stood and pulled away. "Enough!" He covered his neck with both hands. "I'm going home, me and Jimin planned on changing our hair colors." He said, going over to pick up his bag.

"Can we know what colors?"

"No, especially not after you both marked me!" He said, sticking his tongue out. Taehyung left the house, shutting the door behind him.

Jungkook just laughed, his hands rested on his stomach. He sighed happily, happy with the way things were.

Until . . .

"You weren't going to tell me?" Both twins looked back, seeing their mother who was standing on the steps with fury lacing over her features.

"Shit,"

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Key's Note:

I liked this chapter,

I don't know about you all, but

I liked it. ;(