Chapter 13

"Class dismissed. Not you Taehyung." Taehyung sighed. He was stuffing down his book quickly trying to hurry out, but Mr. Jong held him back. Again. Mr. Jong waited for all the students to leave first as usual. "Come here," he nodded his head towards his desk. Taehyung slung his bag over his shoulder. 

"Y-Yes Mr. Jong." "You seem so distant lately," he mumbled before standing up. "Is that a hickey?" Taehyung looked away. Yes, it was. He caressed his cheek before humming. Taehyung held his breath. 

He hated it, when he would touch him. 

"You got a boyfriend?" Taehyung shook his head. "Oh...so just other lovers I see..." "W-we're not official bu-" "But what? You want more with him?" Taehyung didn't answer after a few seconds of silence. "I-I guess." "No, no no no...No one else can touch you..." Taehyung frowned. 

"Too late," he mumbled. "Getting a big mouth hm?" Taehyung gasped when he slapped his butt. "Please..." "Please what?" He leaned in and put his hands around Taehyung's belt. "Please stop." "Oh don't act so innocent Taehyung. I was almost graduating high school when you were a freshman in high school. And I knew who you were...don't act all innocent. I know you like i-" 

"I-it's different now!" "Sure," he laughed before poking Taehyung's hickey with a finger. "It is different! I love hi-" 

Slap. 

"You don't get to love anyone else." Mr. Jong, who was about four years older than Taehyung, yes young teacher indeed, grabbed Taehyung's bottom in a firm grip before leaning in to whisper in Taehyung's ear. 

"What's his name?" Taehyung ignored the pain in his cheek. "I c-can't tell-" Mr. Jong ran his fingers along the younger's inner thigh. "Doesn't matter. He's not important." Taehyung gathered all his courage up into one bobble and pushed Mr. Jong away before it sprung. Mr. Jong almost had fully widen eyes. 

"You're different." "I've been working out," Taehyung said before leaving the classroom with his head down and fast steps. Heartbeat pounding. 

He only stopped walking when he came to the front door, his phone buzzed a few times. Jungkook. "Hey!" He sounded happy. "Y-Yes?" "You okay?" "Of course I am." "But you're panting," Jungkook frowned. "Yeah, I just ran a bit-" "Why?" "Because I want to get out of school." 

"Well lucky you, 'cus I'm right outside." Taehyung sighed in relief for his savior was here. If Taehyung needed anything after a long university day, it was Jungkook. Taehyung hang up before running outside. He spotted Jungkook's car. The younger sighed once he got into the car and sat down. 

"ThankyouforcomingtopickmeupIloveyou," he spoke the words as if they were one, before kissing Jungkook on his lips. "You sure you're alright?" He frowned once again before gently massaging Taehyung's hair. Grabbing his light locks in between his fingers. 

"I'm fine." "You know you have a habit of not telling me what's really wrong or what you really want." Taehyung sighed. "Have you been reading about my disorder since you're suddenly noticing it now?" he mumbled. 

"Yes I have, because I need to make sure I'm treating you right." Taehyung leaned back in his seat before sighing, a small smile on his lips. "Tell me what happened." "Just this teacher who I don't really like..." "What's up with your teacher?" "He's just...he kinda likes me-" "How old is this teacher!?" "Your age, calm down." "Oh." 

"But he's kinda...touchy." "Why is your cheek so red, hm?" Taehyung shrugged. "Tell me." "Jungko-" "Now." "He slapped me." If one single silent sound was made outside or in the car, you wouldn't have been able to have heard him. But it was dead silent, so Jungkook heard him. "Where is this tea-" "Jungkook put your seatbelt back on." 

"Where else did he touch you?" Jungkook asked with the deepest frown ever. Taehyung just played with his hands. "I'm gonna-" "Please," Taehyung grabbed his hand before he could open the car door and get out. "Just...drive me to your house. I want to be alone with you..." Taehyung caressed the older's cheek. "I need you..." Jungkook sighed before putting his seat belt on again. 

They drove to the house in silence. Jungkook's eyebrows remained furrowed and the concerned look on Taehyung's face was still evident. "Are you mad?" Taehyung finally spoke right when Jungkook opened his front door. "I just wish you would've told me. Does anyone even know?" Taehyung shook his head. 

"I don't want to worry people about my problems. Besides it's not his fault he likes me, so he gets jealous...of cour-" "Taehyung are justifying his actions? He hit you! He touches you against your will. But it's okay, because he likes you and he just gets jealous sometimes hm?" Taehyung stared at the floor. He always avoided eye contact. 

"So if I hit you it would be okay?" Jungkook asked. The smaller looked up. "You can do anything you want," he mumbled. "It's okay Kookie, I love yo-" "You're sick!" Silence. 

Taehyung's chin quivered and his eyes watered. "Oh no- come on baby don't cry. I'm sorry." Jungkook wrapped his arms around the younger and Taehyung laid his head in the crook of his neck, taking deep breaths so that we wouldn't break out crying. 

"I didn't mean to call you si-" "No. You're right." Taehyung shook his head at himself, Jungkook didn't understand why. "No I'm no-" Taehyung interrupted the other in a kiss. "I don't wanna talk ab-about it anymore, just make me forget how much I hate myself." Jungkook sighed. "I love you Taehyung-ah." This time, he knew he really meant it. 

"Don't you dare hate yourself...you're just..." "Make me forget." Jungkook gently put a hand around Taehyung's waist. He took steps forward making Taehyung go backwards. It continued, until Taehyung was in front of the couch, and Jungkook laid him down. After he got on top of Taehyung, he caressed the still slightly pink part of Taehyung's cheek where his teacher had hit him. 

Taehyung closed his eyes as Jungkook began to gently kiss his neck. It was soft, gentle and Jungkook was treating him like he was more fragile than thin glass. He moved up to kiss Taehyung's lips, he put his hand on Taehyung's bare waist, lifting up his sweater a bit. He traced flowers in his tan skin whilst their lips moved in sync. 

And Taehyung had definitely forgotten about everything around him. He moved his head and placed his forehead on the crook of Jungkook's neck as they both panted. "Kookie?" "Yes, Tae?" he whispered back. 

"Be my boyfriend?" Taehyung rested his head on the pillow on the couch again. Jungkook looked down to him. "Please. I don't see why w-we aren't. You already act like my boyfriend." Jungkook gave a small smile.

 "I'll be your boyfriend." 

Taehyung broke out in grin before wrapping his arms around his neck and legs around his hips as he clung onto him like a koala almost. Jungkook grinned before pecking Taehyung's cheek a few times. The smaller finally let go, and put his arms and legs down again. 

"Wanna celebrate by do something fun?" Jungkook mumbled on Taehyung's cheek with a big grin on his face, a slight smirk as well. 

Taehyung gasped. 

"Let's bake cookies!"