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❝CHAPTER 8

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CHAPTER 8.

in only the span of seconds, jungkook could feel his body running cold, and then melting into scorching embarrassment that crawled from his chest, to the back of his neck, all the way of to his cheeks and ears. even more so when yoongi chuckled and patted his thigh, adverting his gaze back towards the board.

"you can stay here though." yoongi mumbled, small smile on his lips. "if you want."

and jungkook thinks that maybe he will. not for yoongi, since it's hard to look him in the face at all, but mostly because it would be quite humiliating running out the exit now that the lecture hall was close to being filled.

"o-okay." the younger boy stammers, looks down towards yoongi's hand that still on his upper thigh, but soon retreats when the professor begins to speak. he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a little disappointed, however, he brushes it off and looks forward, tries to understand the lecture but is completely lost.

he turns his gaze towards yoongi, who he thinks looks absolutely adorable, hates the fact that he does but he can't help it. not when the senior's brows are furrowed in concentration and glasses pushed up past the bridge of his nose. they're quite close, jungkook can see tiny freckles on his cheek, and they're so faint, but jungkook swears he can count them. he also sees long lashes, lashes that kiss his cheeks every time he blinks. his pink lips, slightly parted, are the last thing jungkook can look at, because he finds himself staring at them, recalls last night when they were on his, chapped but yet inviting. however he doesn't stop staring. maybe because he thinks yoongi doesn't know but boy, is he wrong.

jungkook isn't really that subtle about it either and so when yoongi rips his eyes away from the professor, he turns towards the younger, who's cheeks are a pretty hue of pink only becoming darker when yoongi meets his eyes.

"what is it, bun?" he teases, feels jungkook tense beside him and that only causes for him to lean a little closer, closer than they already are. jungkook doesn't respond however, at least not with words. the boy just lets out a sort of choked sound past his lips and then turns away, but yoongi doesn't let him, grips his jaw with a hand and forces jungkook to turn back towards him. he loves how pliant the 19 year old is, doesn't pull away or fight against yoongi, only whines from deep in his throat.

"you starin' at my mouth quite an awful lot. thinkin' bout kissing hyung again, hm?"

and yeah, maybe jungkook is, but he isn't gonna tell that to yoongi. definitely not, because he knows yoongi's just teasing.

except he's not. yoongi isn't just teasing, and he remembers jungkook crawling in his lap and begging for him to kiss him again, looking so pretty for yoongi, who had tried his best to hold back but shit, jungkook had made it so difficult.

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even now, he's making it quite hard, with his big, innocent eyes and coral lips and yoongi only releases jungkook's jaw because he remembers that they're still in the lecture hall, and yoongi should be paying attention.

and he doesn't seem to notice jungkook's lips now shaped into a pout, and the younger shifts again so he's sitting correctly, this time however, he just put his head down, waits for the lectures to be over and when it is, he speeds walks out the hall, a little hurt that yoongi doesn't even call after him but he doesn't let it phase him and simply dials hoseok.

he hops into the car, let's hoseok ruffle his hair and then sighs.

"how was class?" hoseok asks and jungkook wants to laugh.

"fine." he says, hears the older boy hum a response.

"have you checked snap or uh, twitter?"

jungkook shakes his head. "no, why?"

"check it."

hoseok sounds a little nervous, causes for jungkook cock a brow before pulling his phone from his pocket. he unlocks it, swipes to the app and then clicks on hoseok's story.

and at first, jungkook doesn't find it all that interesting just pictures of them getting ready that night, but he continues to click and then it's videos. it's kinda dark, except for colored lights and music but it's just hoseok blowing smoke and making out with boys.

but then it's a video of hoseok smirking at the camera, eyes hooded and bloodshot and there's someone with their face buried in his neck, a boy that jungkook thinks looks familiar and that's why he stops clicking. he can hear soft moaning, the boy's, over the loud music and even his voice sounds familiar. he watches hoseok smirk a little wider and then place a kiss on the male's neck and maybe jungkook cringes a bit.

"what the hell, hyung, who is that?" he asks, but then the camera changes angles and it's pointed down to where their hips are flushed, swaying to the music. hoseok says something, something that jungkook can't quite understand but then the camera is moving on upwards, and jungkook gasps. he gasps because he's staring at himself, staring at his face looking like a mess, eyes unfocused and he can't believe that's even him.

"that's me, oh my god." he says, looks towards the male that's quiet beside him. "why am i there?"

"i don't know, i don't even remember any of that but i guess it happened."

jungkook simply turns back to stare at his phone screen. "check the public story." hoseok tells him, so he does. he swipes out of hoseok's story to click on a public one from campus. it's long, but soon enough, as he's tapping away, he comes across another video. a video in which he's tangled in yoongi's arms, kissing his mouth with something much like desperation. wildin, the caption reads and jungkook can't help but groan in frustration. he clicks a few more times, watches a video of him puking and then one of him drinking shots and licking a line of salt from between a girl's tits. then there's a picture, the same girl bent over the counter as jungkook mouths at her neck.

"i want to die." he says and then slumps against the back seat. hoseok heaves out a sigh and fixes his eyes on the road.

"you know jimin is pissed at you, right?" he says and jungkook's face scrunches in confusion.

"what the fuck, why?"

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