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It's here, the day he dreaded.
It's the first day of the semester, the day he dreaded so long for. Not because he hates college, but simply because he wasn't able to really enjoy his break. As soon as he finished highschool he was busy searching for colleges to apply to and thus wasted more than 3 months of break.
Jeon Jeongguk the 19 year old college freshman, in his first year of majoring in music. He always wanted to pursue a music career, be it singing, writing lyrics, composing music, just everything. He was gifted with a lot of talent, and upon all that he was devilishly handsome. All the students that went to his highschool always eyed him up from head to toe, giving him sultry gazes ,but Jeongguk…he's 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 .
he never took interest in love, since it all seemed like a myth. Never had he felt something romantic towards a person, he did feel the ending of Titanic pull his heartstrings, making him sob on the old green couch with tissues all over it. He did cry his heart out when the main characters of the drama didn't get together, But that's it, other than that he never had an encounter with love.
Now he was in college, a black bag slung to his shoulders as he made his way towards his bestfriends. Namjoon, the third year literature major, who was also a great guitarist and a rapper, a person who loves to write his feelings on a paper and turn them into something people can enjoy. He was smart, tall and handsome and if jungkooks being honest, his first crush was namjoon. But it didn't last long since he realised it was just attraction and admiration towards the other male, not actual feelings.
Beside him was yoongi, his inspiration, his dear little cousin, who is older than him obviously But short in height(don't tell yoongi that jungkook said he was little or he will literally skin the other alive), that he loves very much. Whenever he was not sure of himself he always ended up in yoongi's tiny two bedroom flat,which he shared with hoseok, with a cup of hot chocolate in his hands and his head on the olders lap as yoongi encouraged him to hang in there, and hope that things will somehow get better.
Yoongi was infact a musical genius, not only that but the man was immensely good at maths, loved it even. He was in his last year of University, already had a job as one of the assistant producers in an entertainment company, it paid him well and all he had to do was revise some beats and send his own to the main producer. He was hoping for a raise in his position soon because he was talented, a lot and everyone could see his potential whenever he makes music. And Jeongguk was really happy for his hyung.
Beside yoongi stood jimin, his cousin's boyfriend..well technically fiance since Jimin proposed his brother a few months back which yoongi said yes to, and they'll probably get married as soon as they finish college. Jimin was also in his last year, a dance Major who also took art as a co-subject , and who co-ran a dance studio nearby his University.
Jimin was a sweetheart, he was really kind to the younger, always treating him like his own brother. Not only that but he even brings him food, sometimes he eats it up himself but yeah, he does love the younger a lot.
Now all of them four were standing near the entrance of the university, all had coffee in their hands and earphones plugged in their ears, light talk being exchanged between eachother before a sudden accident took place.
A body approximately Jeongguks height comes and clashes right onto his back, resulting in his coffee falling forward and emptying itself, 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 it's his favourite one-𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦 - onto his best friend, namjoon. A scream broke through the peaceful scene from joon's mouth as he hurriedly started to jump around on his feet.
"Fuck fuvk fuck-" joon shouted as he brushed off hot coffee with his bare hands, but too late, the coffee stain spread on his white shirt soiling it completely. His chest started to burn as he immediately pulled off his shirt. He was panting by the end of it, while the guy who threw the coffee was trying his best to form words. His washboard abs came to view eliciting a few gasps by the passerbys. There were not many students at that point so it was not that embaressing.
"Namjoon Hyung I can explain-" , the guy who threw the coffee, said as he hurriedly started to rub his hands over joon's wet chest, not caring how weird it might look in a public space. He looked really guilty, Jeongguk could tell that cause he was also in pretty similar situations like these, but no he doesn't want to remember them anymore.
"Taehyung, it's 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦- it's just a little burn" namjoon tried to resonate with the younger male in front of him who was frantically bouncing on the balls of his feet while muttering curses because of his own clumsiness.
Taehyung, what a beautiful name for an equally- 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦- beautiful man.
Jeongguk, he was just starstruck, he had never never seen a prettier human than taehyung before. he did see a few pretty models and movie actors, but taehyung, he was just beyond pretty. He felt a jingle run through his ears, the ones that only happen in movies? Yeah those. He really couldn't believe all this beauty that's in front of him was free to look at. Taehyung should be kept in a fucking art museum, despite just wearing a plain blue hoodie and black jeans taehyung still managed to look the best of best (well atleast to him).
Taehyungs features were really mesmerizing, the kind which you'd get lost into. He had light blonde hair, almost resembling the shiney glow plants give off on sunny days. His deadly sharp jawline that Jeongguk desperately wanted trace with his fingers, he wondered if it felt as sharp as it looked. And fuck his godamn lips, those were practically inviting Jeongguk to kiss them senseless.
So he just stood there, looking at taehyung frantically rubbing-or trying to rub- coffee of his best friends chest. It felt like the whole world was on mute as the only words he could identify were taehyungs pleas and apologies. It was like what usually happens in movies, the hero falling in love with the other protagonist on spot- something like love at first sight(but no not love, Jeongguk was still stubborn it doesn't exist)
"Sorry hyung-" taehyung kept on repeating, his eyes were almost teary maybe because he felt guilty for spoiling Namjoon's shirt. Jeongguk looked at the exchange between them both and bit his lip slightly. They seem close, then why didn't namjoon never introduce taehyung to him?
Oh wait, he never was interested in relationships so it's not Namjoon's fault.
"It's fine really oh my god- gosh" namjoon said- more like corrected himself. A small hum was heard from beside Jeongguk as he turned, startled a bit, to look that way, there stood an equally handsome man with dark chocolate brown hair. His face was something out of movies, were all students at this university that pretty?
"Did he just change'god' to 'gosh' '?" The anonymous man asked him as he nodded. Jeongguk doesn't know why but he felt like he could trust this man with his life. Despite being almost his height, the man looked towering over him, maybe it's the shoulders-its been some time since he saw someone with broad and strong shoulders.
"Yes" he whispered again for the man, he was really not sure if the man had seen him nodding his head since all he was doing was staring at taehyung and namjoon. The man released an appreciative hum and nodded his head. Jeongguk frowned a bit now, facial features finnally coming to rest.
"Then why didn't he?"the man asked, curious he assumed.
"He's an atheist" Jeongguk replied.
The look on the man's face almost made Jeongguk bust his lungs out. The man's eyes were blown wide, mouth opening and closing comically as he stared at namjoon. Jeongguk let out a small chuckle immediately stopping himself after.
Oh..the man let out a small laugh, cheeks reddening as his hands flew to cover his mouth. The man then walked away with hoseok,a friend of his own. Jungkook just folded his arms again to continue looking at taehyung and joon. Now taehyung was just standing there with folded arms as namjoon was wiping the remains of the coffee with his white shirt. Jungkook wanted to laugh at how sophisticated taehyung looks, but decided against it since he still doesn't know taehyung (and his boundaries).
He didn't know what expression he had on his face while he was obviously staring at taehyung, but it looked like taehyung didn't like it. He just stood there watching as taehyung furrowed his eyebrows, pouted his lips and looked at him with confusion. Jungkook should've lightened his gaze by now but he just kept glaring at him unconciously. He didn't mean to he swears,he was trying to capture all of taehyungs Beauty in his eyes so that he can remember the blonde boy in the future.
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Taehyungs mind was in shambles, he first off had the worst start to the day. His parents had called him and re-asked him to send them money, it was getting really tiring to him. His parents and him weren't on good terms, drifting off when taehyung came out, which means that they had no right to ask money or depend on their son, but they did anyways cause they're lazy. They used the money mostly to place bets, drink alcohol and attend rich clubs.
Taehyung refused to send them money. He knew all the disgusting stuff his parents do with that, and despite hating his parents he didn't want to be the reason they spoil their life even further. He blatantly cut off the call and went back to preparing himself for the first semester of college. He was in his thrid year of college, art major, captain of the college art club. Not to brag but ,He was smart, handsome and kind.He made good money by selling a lot of his paintings, appeared in lot of museums and was really popular in their city.
He then ran into namjoon, a good friend of his from literature class or atleast that's what taehyung believes he is to namjoon. They never really talked to eachother to the point where they can be considered friends, but taehyung does believe namjoon is his friend, very strongly even.
But the running into him was very....𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 .
He accidentally pushed past a (really cute) boy which resulted in namjoon being drenched in that sweet liquid. He tried to hurriedly wipe it off, but it already had marked a red bruise on the others chest. He cursed silently knowing that the (cute) boy must've thought bad about him by now, and his doubts were confirmed when he looked up and saw the other guys facial expressions.
He was glaring at taehyung.
Taehyung gulped as he realised he might have gotten off at the wrong foot in their first meeting. He groaned silently as he took glances of the (cute) boy glaring at him. Sighing he realised the boy must've been mad since not only did he throw his coffee, but also it was on namjoon- the guy's close friend(allegedly)- so yes, he was intimidated by the (cute) guy.
He pouted and folded his arms while he waited for namjoon to finish cleaning up.
"It's really fine taehyung, you were in a hurry and I'm pretty sure you'll be late if you don't leave now. So go ahead and go to your classes we'll meet sometime and talk" namjoon said with a smile, his dimples poking out of his cheeks. He looked so soft taehyung swears he could kiss those dimples right now.
"It's not hyung, I still am sorry. I didn't mean to run into you and spoil your shirt, it looks expensive so I'm sorry about that. Also, I don't have your number yet, you know through which we can set the next meeting up?" He ended this with a question not sure if namjoon also wants the same. Namjoon looks at him for a while then turns to the cute boy who he bumped into.
"Jungkook-ah give your number to taehyung please, since my phone is new I don't have the digits memorised and also my phone is not with me at the moment" he says to 'jungkook'.
Cute. Taehyung thought.
Jungkook looked startled for a second before composing himself with a straight face. Taehyung wondered if this guy even smiles or not. Jungkook, the said cute guy, looked at him dead in the eyes and spoke.
"347681091001" he said and looked back at namjoon, probably waiting for them to move on from this accident and leave this place as fast as possible.
Taehyung quickly punched those digits into his phone and saved the number. (He saved it as "cute satan boy" but shhh we don't talk about that)
They part ways with jungkook still "glaring" at him, and this definitely made taehyung think that the other boy hates him. Which was not the case of course, but they both are oblivious, sophisticated and dumb in this story so let's just go forward with that.
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Taehyung soon realises that he and jungkook have most of their classes together, even bio-chem. Being an art major taehyung was forced to take a main subject as a minor subject for grace marks. He decided he'll go with bio-chem since he did like science a lot. It's weirdly interesting and taehyung was a nerd sue him.
Jungkook was an overarchiever since his childhood, be it in small school compititions or little group projects. So it came to no surprise to his parents when he decided he'll take up two different subjects in his first year. He then decided to switch streams after second year, he just wanted a little experience in other textbook subjects, just in case if he doesn't end up having a good career with music.
Now they both had misunderstood eachother. Taehyung thinking jungkook hates him so he ends up glaring at the other, and seeing this jungkook thought taehyung hates him. Then again it was not the case, it was a stupid Misunderstanding between them because of jungkooks stoic rest face.
He and jungkook glared at eachother whenever they passed through the corridors, giving eachother stink eyes. Both of them were clueless to why they were doing this, bht never stopped because it was exciting to see eachother grit their teeth in annoyance. It felt victorious watching the defeated look on eachothers faces when one of them exceeds in something.
It was for fun. They loved pissing eachother off, and that's how their entire week went. They didn't even spare a gentle gaze at eachother through out the entire week,and their friends we literally tired of this back and forth, which they qoute on qoute declared as "eye fucking". The name did make both of them blush in scarlet red eventhough they had scowls on their faces.
Humourous is what the entire situation was.
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It's been a week since the semester started and today was the day taehyung had the chance to go and actually visit the new art room assigned to them this year. Their art room changes very since since the university always adds in different courses every year. But sometimes they had to change the rooms because of construction work, or any major repairs in the rooms. Being an excellent student, he was put in charge as the vice-captain of art club. Being a vice captain comes with responsibility and he was ready to give his all to prove he's worthy of the title he was given.
Just as he was about to walk towards the 'B' wing two students, younger than him, came running towards him.they panted as soon as they'd as him and waved their hands at him. He smiled tight lipped and waved back at the two mysterious looking guys. One had bright pink hair,and the other had brown hair. They looked like freshmen, way to energetic to greet him. They stopped right in front of him and smiled bright, showing all their 32 teeth on display.
"Good morning taehyung-sunbae! I'm yeonjun and this is siwoo" the guy in pink hair said bouncing on the heels of his feet. The other guy siwoo was pretty calm compared to yeonjun, but nonetheless still had a huge smile on his face. Taehyung smiled back at then and nodded at them, wanting them to continue what they were speaking.
"Oh! We're both in the art club sunbaenim . As you might've guessed we both are freshmen here, hope you treat us well" he says and bows his head down to 90°. He looks to his side finding siwoo frozen in his place looking at taehyung with heart eyes. He sighed and jabbed his patner in the ribs eliciting a grunt from the other. He instructed him to bow down to taehyung with a sour expression on his face. Siwoo realised how stupid he might look, blushed a little and bowed down as an apology..
Taehyung brushed it off and shaked his head.
"It's fine! Get up get up! Let's treat eachother well and work in coordination! I'm sure you guys would be a great addition to the team" taehyung says and smiles at the younger boy's. Both the boy's nod their heads and show taehyung the way towards their new classroom.
Siwoo says, " the Dean gave us really less funding this year, because of which we're shifting to the shared building." Taehyung frowned upon hearing that. The Dean was pretty mean to students who didn't have a textbook subject as their major, but simultaneously he was also the nicest man taehyung had ever met in his life.
"What do you mean by that?" Taehyung asked wanting to know more about the descision Dean made for them.
"Sunbae, this building is shared by other clubs too. It's not bad bad since the most of the club's assigned here are quiet, I just hope we don't get beside 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 group" siwoo says as they walk up the stairs to the second floor. The elevator was broken so they had to take the stairs to get to their floor. Yeonjun was busily humming to the new radio song he had heard while coming to college in his car, it was catchy and taehyung was sure he heard it somewhere before.
"What group siwoo?" Taehyung asked him as he looked through his bag for his water bottle. It was summer already, too hot for him to stay without drinking water for a long time. He gulped in the water, feeling coolness spread in his throat muscles. He sighed and turned back to look at siwoo, who by now was in a deep conversation with yeonjun about the song the pink haired male was humming.
Taehyung cleared his throat catching the attention of the two younger boy's, making them slightly blush and bow down apologetically.
"So the club siwoo, which one?" Taehyung asked as soon as they turned towards the edge of the wall, entering the new hallway. The hallway was plain white with yellow and green squares all over it's surface. The flooring was pretty normal, basic even- just brown wooden textile looking. There were a only two doors on the hallway which means there was another club right beside the art club.
"The mu-" siwoo started but was immediately cut off by and overly energetic yeonjun.
"We're here now! Let's talk about it later!" Yeonjun said with a big smile on his face as he started to unlock the door, typing in the pin to open it. The door opened with a small swoosh! Making taehyung laugh a little.
They entered room and we're immediately welcomed by the warmth and coziness of the place. There were many canvases scattered here and there on the floor, a few set on the canvas stands. There was a big drawing of purple lighthouse and the sea on one side of the room, covering the entire wall perfectly. There were a few stools arranged properly in order for students to sit peacefully and complete their work. There was a wide collection of art supplies on the cupboards and desks which made taehyung smile big. It felt like home to taehyung. Painting was home to taehyung.
He lacks words to describe the raw beauty of this place, he loves how everything compliments eachother so well, gives the room a home-y feeling and more importantly how comfortable it is for an artist to to finish his wok here.
"It's... beautiful" he ends up saying, still in awe as he stares at the room. It still needed cleaning since he could spot dust laying idle on the furniture. He sighed and looked at siwoo.
"Let's start cleaning then!" He says and picks up a broom from the corner of the room. The other two also pick up dusting clothes and water and start to clean out the room. It took some time, two hours maximum to get the room to squeaky clean and taehyung was so proud of that. (He did end up having back pain the next day from bending way to much during the cleaning).
"It's done finnally, let's get something to eat or drink" yeonjun suggests as throws the used dirty cloth in the storage room. (The storage room was a small cabinet where they stored all necessary cleaning supplies, it was attached to the right corner of the room away from all the art supplies).
Siwoo and taehyung nod their heads, walking towards the door to exit from the room and have something to eat/drink. As soon as they both reach the door to open it, a sudden push from outside Hits them, resulting in taehyung falling down flat on his butt and siwoo hitting his back on the wall nearby. Both groaned in pain as they looked above.
Taehyung felt his face run pale as a pair of balenciaga boots came into his line of vision. Along with those boots were a pair of strong slim legs covered in black ripped jeans. His throat ran dry as his gaze travelled upwards.
It was him.
Jungkook
Anger bubbled within him as he kicked his right leg, such that the effect of the kick would result in the other tripping and falling on their face. As soon as his leg came in contact with jungkooks ankle, the pressure of it made jungkooks legs slip up as he fell down right on top of taehyung with a small thud.
"Oh fuck" the younger cussed as he groaned in pain. Taehyung screamed cusses as he tried to push jungkook from top of him, but it looks like the other doesn't want to move from him.
"Get off fucker" taehyung hissed as he tried to kick the others shin with his feet, but no reaction. Or atleast he thought until a horrified scream broke through the room...again.
It was jungkook this time who screamed so loud, in pain- emotionally. Jungkooks gaze fell on top of his guitar bag that slid from his arms to floor,the shield broke into two pieces resulting in a break of his own heart. It was his first guitar he brought with his own money, it was really special to him and he didn't think he'll lose it like this. Yes the guitar was very old and he was planning on selling it just a few days back, but he really didn't want it to be met with this fate.
"TAEHYUNG YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE" he shouted as he glared at the man under him, who was struggling to get out of his grip. Taehyung grunted in response as he still tried push the younger away, but no jungkook wasn't moving an inch.
Jungkook got up on his elbows, caging the older in his arms as he looked at him with an accusing facial expression. How could he???? Asshat.
"Jungkook if you don't get up ,the guitar won't be the only thing you'll be left broken with" taehyung threatens him, while his knee comes in contact with the others crotch, silently suggesting that he would definitely break the others dick. Jungkook scoffed as he slowly got off the other, not completely though. He just sat on his knees in frontn of taehyungs body eyeing the other with hate as the older gets up.
Taehyung groaned a sigh of relief as he pushed himself on his hands to get up. His back cracked a small sound as he twisted his body to free his muscles from being locked in one place for a long time.
"You!" He pointed accusingly at the younger watching as his eyes grew wide.
"I what?? What Kim?? Lost your words??" The younger provokes, folding his arms and locking his gaze at the other. The other two in the room, who were being completely ignored since the time taehyung and jungkook collided, look extremely confused with the banter going on between them. They did know about the new "act-like-enemies-but-actually-want-to-kiss-eachother" couple, but they didn't know it was taehyung and jungkook.
Taehyung scoffed, the other was bluffing. Taehyung never goes speechless, don't know if that's a good or a bad thing, but oh well!
"What the hell are u doing here Jeon? Weren't you tired of staring at me all week that you followed me to the art room as well?" Taehyung mocked while picking his nails. His bright pink nailpolish contrasting against his skin colour. Jungkooks eyes loose thier confidence for a second before regaining it again, a small smirk creeping ok his lips.
He noticed the lines of taehyungs forehead being bunched together, his 'scary' eyes, furrowed eyebrows, and lastly a small pout on his pretty lips. Jungkook wasn't sure what went through his head but he opened his mouth to say.
"Aww doll don't be so rude, wouldn't want you to have creases on your forehead now can we?" He said sickeningly sweet as his fingers moved towards taehyungs forehead, it's like they had their own mind. His slowly removed the crease with his fingers which rewarded him with pretty pink blush on the other's face.
"I-i'm not but, w-why are u here?" Taehyung stammered while speaking which is obvious since he was extremely flustered by what just happened. How dare he do that??? He thought biting the inside of his cheek.
Jungkook broke into a grin, which definetly had malicious intent. He sighed through his smile, rolled his perfectly shaped almond eyes.
He's so adorable like this, cute jungkook smiles at his own thought.
"Music class Kim, is right beside yours" he said pointing to the room which was right beside the art class. He looked so smug and tall, making the older in front of him look tiny. Taehyung didn't like it one bit, didn't like the fact that he has to share the floor with with jungkook, didn't like it one bit that he had to see jungkooks (devilishly handsome) face often. He hates it, he swears (read: lie, he doesn't)
"Whatever Jeon, it's not like I care" he brushed it off and turned his shoulder on him. Jungkook frowned, why was taehyung not affected? It's so unfair he thought as he nibbled on his bottom lip. Truth to be told he loved having taehyungs eyes on him, despite being there for only a week, he and taehyung have literally undressed eachother with their hungry gazes. There was so much unnecessary tension between them that makes jungkook want taehyung even more than ever.
"Same Kim, don't expect me to lay flower beds for you each time you walk in" As soon as those words left him he saw taehyungs expression morf into something more clueless.
"You were thinking about it?" Taehyung asked genuinely, wanting to know why his, now ,sworn enemy wants to serenade him through flower beds.
Jungkook took this as a cue to leave without a word. He blatantly ignored the other's calls for him as he swiftly ran into the music room. He did somehow manage to get his guitar case back, and was kind of heartbroken to see it's state. The guitar was fine, but the case he cherished so much for all his early years of tenage was now completely broken into two. Damn that hurt, he could hear his hear crack into more prices as he saw the his favourite strumming pin being crushed into fragments.
Anger bubbled through his body as the next words left his mouth.
"You started war Kim"
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