The Eternal ~Taekook _Lip Biting_

"I'm not antisocial. I'm pro, Leave me the Fuçk alone"

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Taehyung's POV.

Again, I didn't literally peed in my pants because that would be embarassing but I'll admit that I was close to throwing up. Being this close to him was not good for my health. His smell was intoxicating and his eyes were as blue as The Atlantic Ocean and it didn't help his focus was on me. I felt self conscious with how deeply he was staring at me but my stomach stirred at the same time.

Say something!

But what would I say? I gulped slowly and I caught onto his eyes darting to my throat and watching the movement. I awkwardly averted my eyes, feeling suffocated and overwhelmed by him.

I-i'm s-sorry.

I squeaked out.

He didn't said anything and I felt my cheeks redden. Was what I said that dumb? I groaned internally. Why do you even care, Taehyung? I sighed. I looked at his fist that lay by his side and my chest constricted with a large amount of concern.

I became alert as my eyes dart up when I hear footsteps of him walking away from me. I panic and knowing how unlike me this is, I rushed after him. Catching up to him, I stand infront of him huffing out of breath with a red face. It wasn't that I was out of shape, he was just tall which meant he took longer and easier strides when he walked. Definitely not out of shape.

He stands there and I quickly feel smaller than him with his tall and intimidating he is. I didn't know what to say and looking up I saw his face was hardened with annoyance and I clammed up. My face turning a shade of pink and I began to slap myself for running after him for no reason. Why are you like this Taehyung?

Shaking my head, I jerk my hand out and point my finger at his fist. His expressions never changed.

Taehyung

Y-your knuckles.

I say meekly, so quiet that i probably sounded like a mouse.

His eyes linger on me before he looked up and got ready to leave but with courage and a red face, I grabbed his hand and he stopped almost immediately. I swallowed my heard was racing beyond belief and though I was confused as to why i was reacting like this, I couldn't get my heart to function with what my brain was telling me.

Taehyung

Your knuckles are bleeding and cut.

I tell him, surprising myself with how i didn't stutter once.

For a brief moment i saw his features soften but the moment was gone after a few seconds and he ripped his hand off from my grip causing me to flinch. He advanced towards me and my eyes widened, my body stumbling to back away.

Jungkook

What the fuÇk are you after?

Jungkook

You think, because I didn't beat you back there you can speak to me?

He growled out harshly with his sharp canines appearing.

I shivered at the deepness and intensity of his voice and how smooth and baritone it sounded drifting in my ears. Once I got over his voice I got to what he said and I flinched once more, an accidental whimper escaping past my lips and if my eyes weren't watering I think I could've told you how his eyes softened like they did before but this time with hints of regret. Involuntarily, my bottom lips gutted out with my eyes wet and I said quietly;

Taehyung

I w-wanted to h-help you.

I heard him take a deep breath in before he turned around and ran his fingers through his dark hair in what looked like frustration.

Jungkook

Fuçk.

He whispered in annoyance but I wasn't sure if it was at me or something else.

With big eyes I watched as he looked at me and muttered something to himself before turning and beginning to walk. I dropped my head with a frown but jumped as I heard his deep voice that bounced off the walls.

Jungkook

If you don't keep up with me that's your problem.

He said with lack of emotions.

My heart leaped on its own and my face tinted red as it usually did and I ran to catch up with him. I slowed down when i catch up to him and looked at him as he walked keeping his head straight. When he turned to look at me I quickly turned my head and looked down with red cheeks.

We continued to walk silently and we'd repeat a pattern where I would look up and stare at him and when he'd look at me, I turn my head and stare at the ground with a blush coating my cheeks. I don't know why I was reacting like this, I was confused but I just couldn't help it. I wanted to look at him and there was just so much curiousty bubbling within me that it was hard to ignore it. My brain was being logical and reasoning that I should be spending my time doing something else but I wasn't listening to it. I furrowed my brows, I really should ignore him but I can't.

He opened a door and went inside and I scurried in before the door could close on me. I looked inside and took in where we were, I could tell by the first aid kits and other practical medical stuff that we were in the nurses office. He sat on a seat with his large legs spreading open and i shifted in my spot. He crouched down, placing his left elbow on his knee and laying his head on his palm as he looked at me with a bored expression. He held out his other hand that had blood stains on it and cuts.

Jungkook

Five minutes.

His voice held authority and I nodded quickly.

I turned with a slight tripping of feet, thanks clumsiness, and looked around before spotting where the first aid kit was and grabbed it. I lay the white kit on the table and opened it to take a look at what was inside. There was a wide array of things but I picked up rubbing alcohol, neosporin and cloth bandages. I turned and blushed a deep shade of red when I caught his eyes traveling from my backside back up to my eyes. What made me red to the tip of my ears was that he didn't look the least bit ashamed that I had caught him ogling my backside but his eyes held a scalding burn of lúst.

I squirmed in my spot and habitually began biting my bottom lip.

Jungkook

Don't do that.

He said huskily with a strain in his voice that made me shiver and I immediately released my bottom lip from my teeth.

My eyes looked back at his fist and I remembered what I was originally here for. I tentatively approached him and obviously settled on my knees between his legs, my eyes looking at his fist and completely unaware of burning look Jungkook was giving

I grabbed his hand lightly and grabbed the rubbing alcohol off the floor where I left the other things I'd be using. Opening the bottle and a cotton ball, I dabbed the piece of cotton in the alcohol, draining the extra liquid and rubbing it on his knuckles that had the cuts. I bit my lip, I hope this isn't hurting him. He didn't seem to make any sound to suggest he was in pain so i felt my heart settled a bit.

After wiping the blood away and being able to clearly see the cuts I frowned lightly. I swear the cuts looked bigger before and were a bit more open or was I seeing things? I smile lightly, well I'm glad he isn't hurt that badly. I mentally slapped myself.

Taehyung, Why do you care?

Because I'm a caring person, I thought to myself.

I squeeze some of the neosporin on my fingers and rubbed it gingerly into the cuts so they wouldn't scar up nastily.

I drop the small tub of gel medicine and grabbed the cloth bandages. As I was about to bandage his hand, i looked up and paused. My face redened. He was looking at me so intently, with so much focus. Was he looking at me like this the whole time? I shyly looked down at his hand but I was completely startled and shocked when I felt his long fingers reach under my chin to lift my head up.

My face was so hot as I looked up at him. His eyes were burning into me and it was now that I was this close that everything felt so...surreal. Was it normal for someone to smell this good. I held my breath, could someone's eyes be that clear. Tattoes were absolutely horrid but why did his looked...attractive. My brain was a mess and I accidently sucked my bottom lip into my mouth as habit. His eyes darkened and his jaw clenched.

Jungkook

You make things so dàmn hard for me.

He grumbled, his eyes trained on my lips.

I swallowed, I didnt knew what he was talking about but i began to feel apologetic.

Taehyung

S-sorry.

I said timidly.

He looked at my eyes and I blinked. His fingers left my chin and opted to cup my right cheek that was bright red. Could he feel how hot was my face right now? I felt like I was going insane.

I squeaked quietly when his other hand reached up and slid my glasses off of my face. Self concious, I tried to turn my head away but he wasn't having that and he kept my face in place as he bought his face closer. My heart was racing. What is happening right now? I'm not gay! He's not gay! We're not gay! But then why was this happening? I blushed mildly. Is he going to kiss me? My heart was thundering inside my chest, would I let him kiss me?

Everything that was happening at this moment stopped as the door opened and I unconsciously tried to pull myself away but he still held me in place but I jerked my face and turned my head to the open door. The guy who stood there wore a surprised but amused smirk on his face looking at the scene infront of him.