TAEKOOK ONESHOTS (Timeless. Ver)
Guilty as sin¿
Something is wrong with my MT
I think my chapter got posted twice…I typed a new one but the old one got posted
I don’t even remember the one I typed
The faint creak of the bathroom door broke the stillness of the room. Jungkook glanced up from the edge of his bed, eyes narrowing at the swirling smoke that curled into the air before the figure behind it emerged.
The smoke curled around the stranger’s face, obscuring his features like a veil.
Jeon Jungkook
*breath caught*
As the smoke dissipated, sharp lines came into focus—full lips curved slightly, a smirk resting at the corner of his mouth.
His bleached hair hung loosely, brushing against his lashes, framing intense eyes that seemed to pierce through the haze.
His expression was calm—too calm. The kind of calm that came before a storm.
Jungkook expected someone harsh, someone dangerous. But this… this was different.
His roommate wasn’t intimidating in the way Jungkook imagined. He wasn’t loud or aggressive. Instead, his presence was magnetic—danger wrapped in silk.
The man took another slow drag of his cigarette, finally speaking in a voice as smooth as the smoke that filled the air.
??
You’re the new kid, huh?
Jungkook swallowed, unsure whether to nod or speak. His tongue felt heavy, and when he finally opened his mouth, the words tangled together.
Jeon Jungkook
I— uh, yeah… I just got here *mumbled, shifting nervously*
??
*arched a brow, exhaling lazily*
Jeon Jungkook
*heart hammering unreasonably fast*
There was something about him—something that tugged at Jungkook’s chest in ways he didn’t fully understand.
The heat of his gaze, even with its edge of danger, felt like standing too close to a flame.
??
*crossed the room, leaning casually against the wall near the window, cigarette still dangling from his lips*
He regarded Jungkook with faint amusement, as if sizing him up.
Jeon Jungkook
Jungkook *replied quickly, the answer slipping out without thought*
He repeated the name slowly, like he was testing the weight of it on his tongue.
??
*subtly flick of his cigarette*
Kim Taehyung
I’m Taehyung.
The name rolled in his mind, sticking there like a thorn.
The whispers from people he passed while walking earlier flashed back—Taehyung.
Kim Taehyung
You look clean
Taehyung said, breaking the silence again. His eyes trailed over Jungkook, sharp but unreadable.
He can say, just with their first meet.
Kim Taehyung
*smirk widened, almost like he didn’t believe him*
Kim Taehyung
Must’ve really pissed someone off to end up here.
Jungkook didn’t respond, but Taehyung’s gaze lingered, peeling back layers Jungkook didn’t even know he had.
Kim Taehyung
Listen. *smirk faded as his eyes hardened*
The shift in the air almost imperceptible, but Jungkook felt it immediately.
Kim Taehyung
You don’t ask questions about me. You don’t talk to me unless I talk to you first.
Taehyung’s gaze pinned him in place, the glow of his cigarette casting shadows across his face.
Kim Taehyung
And whatever you know about me in these four walls?
Kim Taehyung
You forget it.
Jungkook tensed, his throat dry.
Taehyung exhaled, flicking ashes into a small tray by the window. His movements were lazy, but the weight behind his words was suffocating.
The room felt heavier now, as if Taehyung’s presence had filled every empty space.
Jeon Jungkook
*clenched his hands to stop them from shaking, biting his inner cheek to stay calm*
Jeon Jungkook
*glanced at Taehyung through his lashes, curiosity gnawing at the edge of his mind*
Who was this guy… and why did he feel like the eye of a hurricane?
Kim Taehyung
*meets jungkook’s gaze almost immediately*
As if sensing Jungkook’s gaze, Taehyung met his eyes again, lingering for a second too long.
Kim Taehyung
You don’t belong here *softer this time but no less dangerous*
Jungkook blinked in surprise.
Kim Taehyung
*let the cigarette dangle between his lips, walking closer to jungkook*
Jeon Jungkook
* instinctively takes a step back*
Kim Taehyung
*eyes linger over Jungkook before brushing past him as he made his way to the door*
His scent lingered—faint cologne, smoke, and something else Jungkook couldn’t place.
Kim Taehyung
You’re not like the others *murmured, hand resting on the doorknob*
His voice dropped just enough for Jungkook to hear, but not enough to feel like a comfort.
Kim Taehyung
Try to stay that way.
Before Jungkook could ask what he meant, Taehyung slipped out, leaving behind only the fading trace of smoke.
He walked out, with that roll still between his lips.
Jeon Jungkook
*exhaled, collapsing onto his bed, heart still racing*
His eyes drifted to Taehyung’s side of the room—the half-made bed, the worn leather jacket tossed over the chair, the books stacked haphazardly on the nightstand.
Jungkook had no idea what kind of storm he’d just walked into.
But something told him this wasn’t just about surviving three months anymore.
Luver boy¿
I accidentally deleted the chapter before…all my likes are gone..so did my comments.
Comments
Dream ✨
The Asylum Kook is staying, What does it operate for??
For curing Homosexual?
Or It is a treatment centre for D*ug Addicts, Mentally unstable ??
2025-03-09
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ikyk_bts
not gud wht abt you bro👀🤧
2025-01-28
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𝚂𝙸𝚈𝙰𝚁𝙰 ♥️
nothing abt u ?
2025-01-08
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