CHAPTER 16

Question : -what's your guys kinks?

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(Third person's pov)

Rumours spread as fast as a fire ravaging a forest it seemed. Jungkook and Taehyung had become the subject of every conversation not only for students, but for professors too. Even if everyone was officially on holidays and the school's population was scattered around the country, Taekook was still the prominent talk on group chats or within families.

As expected, a rumour doesn't come alone. A few liars started saying that they had witnessed the two make out in school somewhere or worst, people were propounding that Taehyung not only slept with Jungkook, but with Jimin too. The latter's reputation of a flirt and his open pansexuality were not helping their case. The young nerd was getting his reputation tarnished.

After Jungkook had blurted out publicly the entire truth, he had been badly reprimanded by the rector. Apparently, his behaviour was inadmissible and his language was so vulgar that it had everyone's ears bleeding. The boy listened carefully to the lecture and threats which he knew would never materialise themselves. His dad financed most of the school's projects; hence the establishment had all to lose, not him. The taunts were nothing as compared to the satisfaction he felt upon seeing the dweeb's shocked expression when everyone figured out they had sex. He sure hadn't expected this one.

Jungkook's relationship with his friends however took a whole new turn during the past few days. It was no surprise when Namjoon and Hoseok condemned his disgusting behaviour and kept on taunting him about it. Sleeping around with people was a thing but ruining someone's life because of that was another. Chan on the other hand, was acting weird. At first, the said male wasn't believing Jungkook and his presumable bisexuality but eventually, he accepted the fact. Ever since, he has been distant and quite of a bitch; which he has always been to be honest.

On the other hand, Taehyung's life was akin hell, if not worst. He lived in constant fear of that very unholy video of him getting leaked coupled with the constant bullying and inappropriate sexual advances which students who had stayed on campus were making him. He felt disgusted for letting himself get used. He was even more mad, noticing that his feelings for Jungkook hadn't subsidised yet. By now, all he should have felt for the male was hatred. But a part of him refused to do that. Jungkook was too embedded within him. 

As of currently, the sweet heartbroken boy was caged between powerful arms as he tried to get away from the grip. He had been lying in bed with his best friend for the past hour, none of them talking. All they did was cuddle while getting lost in their thoughts. Following the unfavourable events that occurred, Jimin felt obliged to postpone his trip to Busan by a few weeks in order to stay with Taehyung during that difficult phase.  

At this point, Taehyung could be said to be basically living with his buddy. He rarely went to his room; every primordial object he had, had been shifted to Jimin's dorm - laptop, books, comics, phone, wallet, without forgetting the essential sugary items and a few clothes. The elder absolutely refused to let his friend stay alone, knowing well that he was the subject of much controversies all thanks to some player. 

Chaeyoung had been wanting to stay back in order to be there for Taehyung too but a part of her needed to sort a few things out. She had been in an equal state of shock when she learned that her best friend slept with a person whom she was crushing on for a great amount of months. Bearing this in mind, she ended up leaving to visit her parents for the summer. She didn't even bid farewell to the guys before going.

The female was not the only one to have erased herself temporarily from the nerd's life - Seokjin had done so too. After the fancy fair had ended, the male hadn't returned to the campus when he used to do so in the past years. The guys knew he was probably helping his parents out at their family restaurant and concluded they had to give him the space he required. Taehyung knew how much of a shock it must have been for Jin. He took care of the boy like his own child and tried his level best to shield him from the curses of society only to learn that he slept around with a person who wasn't even protected when they had sex. It felt like his education had gone down the drain. In attention, Taehyung knew he must have felt terribly hurt when he learned that the individual he considered as his baby sought comfort in unhealthy ways from someone else who clearly didn't deserve him.

Following the same vein, it was even more depressing to know that Seokjin was graduating after the summer holidays and he would be gone in the blink of an eye. Taehyung knew he was slowly losing one of the most important persons of his life.

All these sure weren't helping the saddened fellow to heal. It was almost like he had lost everything that counted for him. After so long, he was starting to feel alone again.

"Chim... I have to go..." He reluctantly whispered. If felt like it had been a long time since he had last been outside his friend's room when in reality, it had been only three days.

He felt even more suffocated than how he felt within his own sleeping area. Jimin's room sure had a window which however gave view onto the parking lot of the school. His window on the other hand extended towards the yard; providing a sense of freedom and escapism. That was the only thing he missed and seemingly, the only thing he needed - a way to escape, to stop the ringing in his ears and stop his thoughts which tormented him during sleepless nights.

"Where are you even going Taetae?" The other chap demanded dominantly. His grip tightened gently around the small boy's waist as he pulled him closer.

As much as he appreciated Jimin's protectiveness, it was starting to get on his nerves. Taehyung wanted to scream that he was no fragile thing to be taken care of. If ever he had to break again, he knew nobody would be able to help, no matter how strongly they held onto him. His best friend's intentions were pure but the other male needed time with himself. Moreover, he had to get out since he had been assigned a duty for the holidays. Mia's Korean was not going to get better by itself and Yoongi's notes wouldn't miraculously copy themselves.

"Remember Mr Park? The rector? And remember how good I am at doing everything except choosing those I screw with? If you combine these two ideas, you get the task I am assigned to every year." The intellectual replied sarcastically. Ever since he had been morphing on himself, he had awoken his sassy nature. It had become his new mechanism of defense.

"Oh... Where are you giving them those lessons?" The shorter queried.

"Library."

"Can I come with you?"

Jimin just wanted to protect his friend from the harshness of others but the latter didn't take it that way.

"No you can't! Stop it Jimin! Stop acting like I'm a piece of porcelain! Are you afraid I'll break? I already did! That fucking accident three years ago broke me and Jungkook crushed the remnants!" The taller one growled as he got off the bed.

"Actually no! Jungkook didn't exactly shatter what remained alone. It's unfair to blame it only on him. Every small incident that at first glance seems harmless, every harsh word thrown at me by anyone who just wanted to be mean without any reasons; everyone who assumed I have parents; all those people who need me only when it concerns their education - they all stepped on me and crushed me in a way you can't even imagine."

A few tears were now rolling down his eyes but he was too angry to care. For once, he was getting everything off his chest.

"Tae... I'm sorry..."

"No wait! I'm not done. Don't you dare cut me off. I'm angry and frustrated and have been so for the past years!" He yelled as he wiped his tears with the palm of his hands.

"I agree, Jungkook is an asshole. And you know what's getting to me concerning this? The fact that I still have feelings for this asshole! He's become such an important part of my life that it makes me sad knowing that I'll probably never get a text from him again! I absolutely dislike the fact that he probably hates me by now."

It was the utmost truth - all of it.

"And the guilt I am made to feel? I think it's unjust. It's not fair that Chaeyoung is making me feel bad about sleeping with her crush! She's acting like an immature brat! It was very recently that I found out, just like you, that Jungkook was her crush! And guess what? It was too late! Because my emotional *** had already caught feelings!"

It was the first time Taehyung was swearing so much in a monologue. Usually, he would try finding derivatives for curse words.

"And the self-hatred? Don't even get me started. I have no one to blame for whatever happened except myself. After all, maybe I'm exactly how Jeon portrayed me; just maybe I'm a horny slut who's a just good in bed, who knows? That's why everyone out there just wants me to suck their dicks!"

It definitely was hard to walk around when every juvenile that met his path just kept on asking for blowjobs out of mockery and disgust. Kim Taehyung was the new accessible *****.

"Remember Kim Taehyung the ******? I didn't mind the name but guess it has been scrapped off, alongside my reputation!"

The lad was full on crying. It was getting hard to breath in there. He had to get away anyhow even if it meant braving the school and accepting more insults directed to him.

There was so much more he wanted to say, so much reproach he had on his heart. But he chose quietness over anything else. There were certain things, he knew, which he had to keep for himself such as the way he failed to love himself the way he was. He always found himself ugly despite the presumable puberty glow up which his close ones claimed to have observed. Some days, the boy would just wake up and absolutely hate his reflection in the mirror. On other days, he would wish he was never born or worst, he would start recalling the past and rearranging events to try and built a disillusioned happy ending.

But Jimin needn't know all that. Those were things Taehyung was embarrassed to admit out loud. Those were parts of his existence which he had to cope with alone. He wished he had someone - his person - who would hold his hands and teach him all over again how to love and be loved. For some reasons which he absolutely hated, Taehyung's brain wanted that person to be Jungkook.

But it wasn't.

The elder got up the bed. The soft smile he wore on his lips carried a pinch of love alongside pity. It hurt him to see his best friend like that. He refused to stand on the sidelines and rest on his laurels while his Taehyung suffered atrociously. Nonetheless, he knew there wasn't much he could do.

Almost instantly, the introvert wrapped his arms around the other fellow. In spite of the fact that Taehyung had been shouting at him, Jimin still held him as close as possible. He knew the anger and frustration was not directed at him but rather, situations had pushed the younger to the edge.

Taehyung's cries were quick to die off as he struggled to keep a strong image. This wasn't the time to break down, he had to be in the library in 30 minutes. The fact that Yoongi would be there helped in easing his mind. At least, someone whom he knew wasn't going to judge him, was around.

The nerd was quick to shamelessly change in front of his best friend. The latter however had to stay mute. In other circumstances, he would be flirting with the angel half ***** in front of him but provided the present situation they were in, he knew better than to tease the shy boy.

"I'll get going Chim. I'll see you in a while."

With that said, the junior set for the library. It went without saying that he was met by inappropriate sexual jokes and teases on his way. He tried his level best to ignore them - ever so lightly tightening his grip on his scarf to prevent his wrath from exploding.

Despite the arid, dehydrating weather, the geezer felt compelled to wear a scarf he had borrowed from the shorter fellow. The marks on his neck were still apparent and he absolutely refused to look at them. The last thing Taehyung needed was to remember the disgusting way Jungkook had treated him in those toilets. Furthermore, he didn't want to give people more reasons to see him like the ***** which the womanizer portrayed and claimed to have fucked.

Upon reaching the library, he was greeted by judging stares. Even the librarian; who usually wouldn't shut up when Taehyung showed up; was looking at the said guy as if he was the most repelling person she could have ever met. Nevertheless, he greeted her - flashing a forced smile but obtaining nothing in return. He tried paying no heed to anyone as he scanned the room in search of the two people he was to assist.

He spotted the girl - Mia - seated at a table and reading a fashion magazine. Yoongi however was nowhere to be found. Taehyung sent him a quick text, asking about his whereabouts before walking in direction of the female.

A wave of stress suddenly submerged him. The girl clearly looked foreign. She had dirty blond hair, he distinguished huge green eyes and adorable freckles. His brain fuzed as he collected all the English words he knew in his head. He remembered Mr Park saying that her Korean was decent but he still had to make a good first impression. If he was lucky enough, Mia would be clueless concerning the rumours that surrounded his persona.

But he was very wrong.

She knew who he was.

Just like everyone else nowadays.

"Hello Taehyung." She greeted in a very pronounced British accent.

"He-hello..." He stuttered back in a deep yet unsure voice.

Mia eyed him from head to toe. Her eyes didn't carry the judgement he saw in others but there was something else - something indescribable. Somehow, it felt like she was checking Taehyung out.

The male figure was quick to feel intimidation wash over him. His facial expression turned into one of a constipated person as he took a seat right across the female. He fidgeted with the diary and pen he had brought with him while he attempted to compose himself.

"Hi... I'm Taehyung." He ridiculously managed to spit out. Lucidly, Mia already knew who he was since she had greeted him by his name. ****. He had failed this.

The female chuckled lightly before rolling her eyes.

"I know Taehyung. You're Jungkook's boyfriend, right?" She asked.

It took the nerd a while to understand what she had said in English. The first word that caught his attention was the fuckboy's name. His stomach twisted and swirled.

Jungkook's what? His boyfriend?

"Hum... No... Wrong information..." He started in English. His native language however ensued. "Jungkook's just a ****. We aren't together. I don't love him. He doesn't love me. We just ****. Fucked. Yeah, we don't do it anymore." 

He spoke rapidly; an action which had Mia's nose all scrunched up cutely and her figure pressed forward.

"Slow-slower?" She stuttered in Korean. 

"Jungkook and me... Just sex..." He managed to formulate.

"Oh. I once slept with him too in the past. It was when I had just transferred and didn't exactly know anyone here. Now I know quite a few people. There's even your friend, Chaeyoung, with whom I hang out once in a while."

Taehyung had literally turned crimson. This wasn't exactly the conversation he had been planning on having with a foreign student whom he was going to be seeing for a good portion of summer.

Weirdly, his blood boiled when his brain processed what the other individual had just said. He saw why Jungkook had slept with her. She was absolutely stunning and quite of an extrovert. She talked a lot - that was an observation Taehyung had immediately made and he figured the fuckboy's type would be someone like her. Joyful, talkative and carefree. In resume, the exact opposite of him.

"Okay..." Was all he managed to let out.

He was spared further elaboration concerning his intimacy when the pianist made his appearance. He had a file in hand, with numerous musical sheets and compositions flying in different directions.

"Hello! I'm sorry for being late, I had a musical class right now..." The aforementioned chap apologised. Briefly, he turned to Mia and slightly bowed before quickly focusing his attention back on Taehyung.

"Tae bear, are you okay? All good?" He asked worriedly. Yoongi lightly ruffled his new friend's hair in an attempt to soothe him and make him understand that everything was going to be fine.

The younger meekly nodded in response before turning back his attention to his diary. The musician took place next to his friend and for the next hour, nothing which didn't concern studies was spoken.

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Stay tune cuz jungkook's focus is coming next with many more surprises!

I love you all!

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