Enemies with benefits - taekook

FORTY ONE

Jungkook woke up the next morning, all wrapped up in Taehyung’s arms, and then shot up from the bed and ran out of his dorm.

“Dude he’s your boyfriend now, you can’t keep running out of his dorm like this. He’s probably upset now.” Jimin said, and Jungkook groaned, covering his face with his hands. The two boys walked towards the cafeteria the next Saturday morning to get breakfast.

“I know! I know. But I saw him sleeping and… I don’t know. I got scared. What if he comes up to me and says he had fun fucking me- but that’s all! Or maybe he was pranking me. Oh my god, Jimin- what if this whole thing was a prank? I’m transferring schools-”

“He literally told everyone he’s in love with you. Why are you still scared? You’re being irrational now.” Jimin said.

“Y'all ever have a normal fucking relationship just to flex on Jungkook?” Eka said, walking along them suddenly. She’d popped out of nowhere.

“Says you, Eka,” Jungkook said, and Eka poked her tongue at him. “Last night was magical. We had so much fun and couldn’t stop kissing each other.” Jungkook murmured, and then sighed out. “But I just… I got deja vu of our past, and… ran out.”

“Girl I don’t know French,” Eka said, and Jimin started laughing, and then looked at Jungkook.

“You need to relax. If Taehyung hurts you again, we will burn his limbs. For now, take it easy. Also, they’re giving french toast in breakfast today, so we better hurry.”

Jungkook hummed, and then entered the cafeteria. People were giving him looks. Well, obviously. Everyone was talking about the night before. It was on people’s Instagram stories and shit. Jungkook ignored all the looks and gawks and walked past the tables, and then found a table, and the three sat down.

They waited for the long line in the food table to simmer down for them to go. Jimin and Eka started bickering about whether blueberries are actually blue or not. Jungkook started laughing loudly, but then suddenly realized how loud his laugh was. Or, wait, his laugh wasn’t loud. Everyone else was just silent.

Jungkook looked up and wondered why people in the cafeteria got so quiet and then spotted the doorway. Taehyung walked in, a red headband on his hair, black t-shirt, and grey sweatpants clung to his body. Taehyung had his hands in his pockets, looking a little pissed off.

“There’s your lover boy,” Jimin said, and Jungkook’s hands coiled into fists. Taehyung looked around, ignoring all the stares he received, and then finally laid his eyes on Jungkook and began walking towards him.

Jungkook got up from his seat, walking up to Taehyung before he could reach the table, didn’t want Eka and Jimin to hear everything. “Tae-”

“Why’d you leave?” Taehyung asked, eyebrows furrowed. “Don’t give me some excuse of you not having clothes or something. You always get up and leave before I wake up,” Taehyung said, voice low.

Jungkook stilled, and then gulped. “I- um- I-I don’t know. I’m sorry. I got scared, to be honest. I j-just- I g-got anxious and- and just ran out. I’m sorry.” Jungkook said softly.

Taehyung hummed, looking at Jungkook. Jungkook looked up at Taehyung. He then realized the people around them were staring at the two. Taehyung turned to look at the people staring. “Do you guys have nothing better to do? Mind your own fucking business,” Taehyung snapped loudly, and everyone instantly looked away.

Jungkook blushed lightly at how easily everyone listened to Taehyung, and then Taehyung turned him around and both of them walked to the table with Jimin and Eka. Jungkook sat down, and then put his hand on Taehyung’s.