Enemies with benefits - taekook

TWENTY FIVE

Everyone was dead silent. Jungkook had walked out of the cafeteria. No one knew who should speak up first.

“Yo so- I-I think- I think Jungkook’s gay.”

“We got that part, Jackson.”

“How long has he been gay?” Hoseok asked, sounding weary.
“Probably his whole life,” Jimin mumbled in an irked tone.

“Um- well- wow. That’s… great. Good for him! I’m glad he could come out to us,” Jin said, and then sighed to himself. “Oh god, we said homophobic shit constantly without knowing- fuck.”

“Damn, we should’ve known. I mean, this puts things into retrospect.” Namjoon said, and Jimin hummed.

“Am I the only one who’s weirded out by this?” Yoongi asked, and the boys looked at him. “I mean, he’s seen us shirtless or naked a lot of times in the changing rooms. That’s kind of creepy-”

“He’s not into any of you, Yoongi. Don’t flatter yourself.” Jimin retorted, and Yoongi rose his eyebrow.

“Aren’t you freaked out by this? You sleep in the same room as him- I mean, who knows-”

“Shut up! I’ve known for some time. And I don’t care because I know he’s my best friend. Don’t be a dick,” Jimin snapped, and then sighed. “And you know what? None of you are going to be assholes about this. It takes a lot of courage to do what he did- and none of you know what he’s going through. So if you have any dumbass comments to make, keep it to yourself.”
“Park, we’ll still keep our mouths shut. What about Mr. Homophobic who just ran after Jungkook?” Namjoon said, and Jimin frowned.

“What?” He asked, and then looked around and realized Taehyung was gone. Fuck.

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Taehyung rushed out of the cafeteria, seeing Jungkook go out. He looked left and right, and cursed under his breath when he couldn’t see Jungkook; didn’t know where he went. Taehyung turned and saw Yugyeom rush out.

“What’re you doing?” Yugyeom asked, and Taehyung breathed out.

“Yugyeom, I just- I need to see him. You won’t understand-”

“No, I understand very well. You’re a homophobic asshole who’s one step away from making another mistake and hurting Jungkook. I’d advise you to not do anything, but you only listen to yourself, don’t you, V?” Yugyeom said lowly, clearly angered.

Taehyung kept quiet, and Yugyeom tsked, and then ran towards the dormitories, expecting Jungkook to be there.

But he wasn’t. Taehyung knew where he was. He knew where Jungkook would be.

Taehyung rushed towards the staircase and went up three flights of stairs, feet carrying themselves with purpose. Taehyung reached the 4th floor and heard his footsteps grow louder on the marble flooring as he ran down it, trying to find the last door on the floor.

And then he found it and took a deep breath. The art room. Taehyung reached for the door, but just keeping his hand on the door handle gave him memories.

“-it’s not like I asked Miss Chu to give me extra time- she just did! But all the other art students think she’s favoring me over them. And so what if she is? It’s obviously because I care about the subject so much. Frankly, if they did as much work as I did, maybe-”

Jungkook’s words were cut off when Taehyung suddenly picked him up and placed him onto the table, slotting himself between Jungkook’s thighs and placing one finger on his lips.

Jungkook’s eyes were widened, and the sunlight pouring through windows cast honey-like swirls in his doey eyes, skin looking softer in contrast with his pink lips. Taehyung couldn’t help but smile.