CHAPTER 10

Question : what type of movies you guys watch?

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(Thirsk person's pov)

The group of friends were exhausted but still gave their level best to decorate the classroom which was soon to become a Chinese lottery room. In exactly two days, they would officially be in holidays which meant that it was the exact amount of time they had to get everything ready before the spectacular awaited fancy weekend.

Chaeyoung entered with a huge brown box while she struggled to keep her balance and walk straight ahead. She declined the help of a few male students; the feminist within her ardently refusing to let the other sex have the upper hand. Her friends mocked her as she approached them. She banged the squared object on the table and panted heavily.

"Found last year's decorations!" The girl exclaimed.

Jimin and Taehyung were busy cutting out red paper to make Chinese-themed ornaments while Jin kept on running around to monitor the work undertaken by all those who had been willing to stay after school hours in order to help with the organisation of the fancy fair. As expected, the amount of individuals helping out was as big as last year - everyone was willing to make that event a success in order to properly start their summer.

Chaeyoung busied herself with the box she had just brought in. She analyzed the decors and discarded what she judged not useful anymore. A few of those were old and good for the trashcan except she was just throwing them down on the floor.

The female made an absolute mess, owing her judging glares from her two other friends.

"Chae, nobody likes messy people! That's probably why your crush hasn't noticed you yet!" Jimin teased; to which Taehyung giggled.

The girl shot a death glare and gestured the action of strangling with her long elegant fingers.

For real, nobody knew why her crush hadn't made a move on her yet. Sure, she had a very peculiar personality but physically talking, she was gorgeous. She had short black hair reaching her shoulders and a squared front bang which looked very pretty with her small face. Her lips were bloody red and she had huge pale brown eyes that could stare right into your soul. She had a nice sense of fashion though it was slightly male oriented.

Another prominent mystery was the one surrounding her crush's identity. Usually, she would tell the guys about her passing fancies, except this time.

"Well, no. He's just too busy fucking other sluts!" She exclaimed rather loudly.

"I guess heart breakers are just your type!" The elder boy pointed out while he was cutting out red felt to make lanterns. 

Chaeyoung joined them at the table they were seated on; taking place right across the two. She grabbed the scissors from Jimin and menacingly played with them; twisting and turning them around her hands and wrist areas. She was quite a character; willing to do anything to exert her dominance even if it meant acting like a psychopath.

"He's not a heart breaker. He's actually nice and caring."

"And he does it with girls who aren't you!" Taehyung teased.

"Noooo! Not you Tae! I'm very willing to murder Park Jimin but not you baby!" She yelled dramatically.

The trio laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation until a weird silence established itself. For Taehyung to be quiet, that was usual but for the two others, it was a miracle. The quietness was quick to vanish into thin air when Chaeyoung moved closer and spoke softly. 

"Okay, okay fine! I love you guys too much to keep my crush a secret from you! Just promise you won't judge me. I know what the entire school thinks of him but please don't let stereotypes hinder your opinion!"

Taehyung tried to hide the smile that was curving on his lips. Who was he to judge? If only the girl knew what he and the school's biggest fuckboy did on a regular basis.

Used to do.

They didn't do it anymore and Taehyung knew it was his fault. He had ruined it. Because of an almost kiss, Jungkook was now distancing himself. He knew it was the end and it badly hurt. At least in the past, the elder provided him with a form of pleasure that made him momentarily forget his issues. Now, even this was gone. He never felt as miserable.

Jimin leaned back into his chair and smirked.

"I remember one time you had a crush on this weird guy who used to have a foot fetish. Trust me love, nothing can beat that!" He exclaimed cockily.

Sassy? That was Jimin's second name.

The female pretexted vomiting as a gesture to display her disgust. She hadn't been needing to remember that specific past crush. Gosh, she hated Jimin for that!

"This one doesn't have any fetish whatsoever! At least, I hope so!" She whisper-shouted.

"Just give us a name Chae..." The younger begged. His words were enough to make their friend confess - a confession which wasn't exactly expected and really shocking.

"Jeon Jungkook."

The two lads choked. Jeon Jungk-what!?

"I know! I know what you guys are thinking!" She declared.

"Oh no you don't!" The elder corrected.

Taehyung was quick to kick his friend pretty violently in the ribcage, causing the latter to let out a groan of pain. Thankfully, Chaeyoung was too busy debating her point to notice the action.

"He's got a very bad reputation and I know it! But I'm sure there's a reason for his behaviour! Maybe he's got some past trauma or something! And I don't know why I fell for him! He's mean with others but I've never seen him hurting someone as such! I'm sure he's a great person!"

He was. Taehyung knew he was but Chaeyoung clearly didn't know what she was talking about. Jeon Jungkook was incapable of loving. The female didn't deserve him.

Throughout, Jimin kept on exaggerating coughs. She sure didn't know the sort of impact her confession had caused.

Taehyung fucked his best friend's crush and his own best friend knew about it. What sort of high school scenario was that?

"Never envisaged the aspect that maybe he likes boys?" The elder questioned. Again, he received a kick from the one next to him. At this point, the younger boy was as red as a tomato. He could physically feel the burn spreading to his ears and neck.

"What the ****? Are you dumb? Didn't you hear me earlier? I told you he fucks girls! Females! Chicks! People with pussies!"

She was now talking a bit too loudly, catching the attention of the remaining pupils cleaning and decorating the class.

Taehyung just wanted to bury himself six feet underground. Why did they have to be curious? Why did their female best friend have to blindly trust them? A side of him would have been better not knowing. His already messy thoughts were now wrecked. He didn't know anymore where to situate himself. If Jungkook asked him for sex again, did he have the right to accept now that he knew that the first mentioned was his best friend's crush?

He was saved by the entry of Yoongi in the room.

"Tae bear! Can you help me out with the moving in of sound systems for the outside concerts?" He asked.

The piano prodigy didn't know what he had just walked in to. He watched, not quite comprehending the situation. Chaeyoung had her back turned but he distinguished Taehyung's very unnatural colour. 

"Tae bear, are you okay?"

The latter jumped on the occasion to abruptly get up, knocking his knee against the table in the process. The girl reached forward instinctively to protect the younger boy.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" He quickly made known before swiftly walking in direction of the palest individual in the room.

He was limping slightly due to the unfortunate incident but still made sure to be as quick as his legs allowed him to. In the blink of an eye, he was outside. He let out a deep sigh which he himself didn't know he had been holding. How come everything went astray in a matter of a few days?

'Tae? Are you okay?"

The said guy felt a hand on his shoulder before he was hailed by Yoongi's adorable face.

"Yeah... I'm-I'm fine. Just a bit tired of everything. Things aren't much in my favour recently..." The younger confessed. He wanted to cry but he had to hold it in just a little longer.

After what he had encountered in the past, he should have been immune to tears by now but he always found himself wanting to cry at any slight interference. He liked the routine and everything that didn't fit in just made his world do a full 180. He was sensitive - in all sense of the term.

"It'll get better. You're smart, I know you'll find a solution to whatever is bothering you." Yoongi stated while he led both of them to the yard where a type of mini stage had been set up to accommodate musicians.

Taehyung was indeed intelligent and he used his brain to remedy anything. He habitually came up with wonderful solutions. Except when it came to Jungkook.

When it came to the elder, nothing yet everything made sense. Taehyung felt dependent and he didn't know why. It felt as if Jungkook carried the air he needed to breath and the glucose he needed to synthesise ATP. He liked the elder, but his indispensability in the younger's life wasn't something simple crushes caused.

The nerd was guided towards an eery looking black car into which was found a panoply of instruments and music systems. An equally bizarre guy - who seriously looked like he was high - was distributing sound equipments to a line of students. Taehyung found himself with a loudspeaker in his arms.

He stumbled a bit and struggled to bring the apparatus onstage. The male tried his level best not to get his feet entangled in the multiple black cables scattered on the floor.

So engrossed was he in watching his steps, that he did not see someone walking straight in direction of him. The two collided and Taehyung almost fell offstage if it wasn't for his quick reflex. Once he managed to stabilise himself, he peered up at the stranger with whom he had dashed against.

"I'm terribly sorry. Please excuse me!" The dweeb apologised. He tried fixing his glasses - it was a reflex action; just like a mechanism of protection - but the huge device in his hands was preventing him from doing so.

The boy in front of him was clearly younger but had a disrespectful attitude. He probably thought he was older than Taehyung due to the latter's young physical appearance and babyboy behaviour.

"Watch where you step asshole! Might as well change your fucking glasses if they aren't useful!" He groaned.

The male had blue hair and something about him just screamed arrogance and affluence. Basically, he was an idiotic brat.

Yoongi, who had assisted to the scene from afar was sprinting towards his friend in order to protect the aforementioned lad. The latter was lucidly unable to defend himself. He looked vulnerable. The elder was however outpaced by someone else - a person who had been in retreat, untangling cables and had witnessed everything.

"He said he was sorry, didn't he?" The individual vociferated as he grabbed the geek's arm and pulled him closer. Taehyung immediately recognised that soothing yet intimidating voice - Jungkook. The latter was touching Taehyung and it was the first time after a while that they were having any sort of contact.

The elder's grip was strong on the other's arm but the intention was definitely not to hurt him. On the contrary, he was shielding him.

"Y-yeah..." The blue-haired boy whispered. His head hung low in surrender. He was clearly afraid of the muscular fellow.

"Apologise. Right fucking now. And don't make me repeat myself." Jungkook growled severely. He looked like he was ready to jump on the youngest and eat him raw. 

"I'm sorry..."

Right after the words were spoken, the juvenile was gone; running away and disappearing into the building. A flustered Taehyung turned towards Jungkook; who was still holding him tightly.

"Thank you Jungkook..." The smaller male whispered softly. His voice carried so much tenderness that it was humanely impossible to remain unfazed. Unconsciously, the elder's eyes softened. The sweet moment was interrupted by Yoongi who was now holding his friend's other arm. He exchanged an undescribable look with Jungkook before his eyes wandered lower to the spot where he was holding Taehyung.

Only then did the two get away from each other. The younger exchanged one last smile with the other before he was getting dragged away by his musician friend.

"Are you okay?" The latter queried as the pair put down the equipments they were holding.

"I'm fine Hyung. Jungkook was there..." The fellow responded sheepishly.

The words caused the elder to glance back up at this Jungkook guy. The boy was now getting back inside followed by an orange-haired boy of relatively the same age.

"Is this Jungkook your friend?"

To that, the nerd didn't know how to respond. Were they?

"I-I don't think so... We're just... Acquaintances..."

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