Chapter 01 (1/2)

If there was a true moment that Taehyung fell so in love with Jungkook, he could never turn back, it was that night. When he shivered and walked and told him he was warm, and told him he loved him so much. He was fierce, to be sure, but he had a warm heart, after all. As he walked home that night, he was shaking from the largeness of it. I didn’t know why he seemed so sad and happy at the same time. To love someone was not what he had expected. It was like falling from somewhere high up and breaking in half, and only one person having the secret to the puzzle of putting his  life back together.  — "I've heard there's a new boy in town, and he'll be attending our school. He seems pretty rich. I saw their mansion yesterday and I was like woah-" "Eh, he'll be such a mess. A spoiled brat to be exact." " I don't think so. We shouldn't judge him just because his family is rich"  "Typical Jungkook. You're too sweet to everyone". A soft chuckle escaped the lips of Jungkook as the teacher walked into the classroom. He glanced a little at the door trying to catch a glimpse of the new boy, but there was no one. The class seemed to be going as usual with no signs of the "new boy" in the class or even in the whole school. To say Jungkook was not internally dying to the meet the boy would be a big fat lie, but so would be saying that he didn't have any friends; and was desperate for having the new boy as his best friend, at least. Fortunately, or may be not so fortunately, the entire school had decided to be friends with Jungkook, and quite honestly as long as Jungkook was getting his calculus homework done and getting free packs of banana milk, hey he wasn't complaining. But yet again was Jungkook curious to know this guy. Would that boy really be that rich? Is he handsome? What does he look like?  A groggy cough disturbed the thoughts of Jungkook, who glanced up to find the teacher glaring at him with his blood-shot eyes. Jeez, either Mr.Yang had milked cows for the past two weeks or he really had to get some sleep. In either case, Jungkook was fucked.   "Mr. Jeon, would you like to share with us what's on your mind?".

Jungkook could physically feel the cringe of having twenty nine pairs of eyes on him, thirty including Mr.Yang's eye of sauron. He looked around here and there, trying to avoid the question when his eyes fixated on a figure standing near the door.

'Um, I guess there's someone on the door-?'. Jungkook stuttered, mentally face-palming himself for sounding like a weasel. There was obviously someone at the door.

Mr. Yang glanced towards the door, and Jungkook could swear there was a boy standing there few seconds go, but shit where did he disappear?

"Is this some kind of joke, Mr.Jeon-?"

"No, Sir. I swear to God there was someone there."

"Are you implying that I'm blind, young man?"

"Ye- I mean no, just look, I can swear on my life there was someone standing right next to the door".

"Jeon Jungkook, detention.", smiled Mr.Yang,his eyes glowing of finally getting the chance to torment his students for God knows whatever the fuck had kept him awake for so many days.

"But-"

"Excuse me, may I come in?", an unknown voice echoed in the room. Jungkook whipped his head towards the door; a bit too quick for his mind to adjust to the person that was standing next to the entrance.

"Ah yes, you must be Taehyung, please come in". As the boy walked inside the classroom; the place was suddenly filled with squeaks from girls and some ohmygodhe'ssohot chants. Honestly, calling him 'hot' would be an understatement. He was living perfection to be exact. But innocence seemed to cover his face. Even though he looked quite charming, he also reflected a petite nature. Like a fragile thing. Jungkook tried his best not to drop his jaw. He definitely didn't seem spoiled. Told ya, we shouldn't be judging.

The teacher pointed Taehyung to sit across Oh Sehun. That lucky bastard.

Sehun wasn't the best student to sit with on your first day. He was indeed the most rudest guy in their class. Girls? Girls were merely toys to him and guys- well let's just say everyone except for Jungkook had been fucked by Sehun. A true bisexual hero indeed. If Taehyung was lucky enough like him, he would probably be saving his virginity, but jesus take the wheel. There was no fucking way that Taehyung was a virgin— not with that face.

"Mr. Jeon, as for you. Detention".

"But Mr Yang-"

"DETENTION". Shutting the door after him, Jungkook couldn't help but to think about the new student. Taengoo? Taehyu? What was his name again-? Shit. He had never been that curious about someone, well except for Jimin. But that's another thing. Taehyu's hair was orange and beautiful, was it even fucking allowed here to have dyed hair? Or gosh don't tell me; he's a natural ginger. He's tall, and a bit bulky but wait- did he have one mono and one double lid eye? The time clicked away as the class soon ended, nothing alike Jungkook's thoughts who was clearly day dreaming about 'Taehyu' at this point. Mr. Yang's awful cough distracted him yet again, as he signaled for the boy to pick his stuff from the class. Jungkook was busy packing the mess on his table when he noticed a figure standing in front of him.  "Oh hello?"

"Hey, um- are you J-Jeon Jungkook?"

"Yes, I am" "Ah. Great. The teacher told me to ask you to give me a round of school. Will you be able to?" "Sure, I guess?"

"Thanks"

Okay hold up. What the fuck.

First, Mr.Yang had decided to volunteer Jungkook for giving the newbie a tour of school, despite just giving him detention a while ago, and now Jungkook had to spend the next 15 minutes with Taehyu. Hallelujah.

The boys walked in several hallways, with Taehyu taking mental notes of the classrooms, and Jungkook being a bit too enthusiastic had already told him every 'interesting story' that took place at the very scene."So, I've heard you're from a rich family.", Jungkook questioned— as the two guys entered in the cafeteria. "Oh yes, unfortunately". "Unfortunate? Why? I think it's a pleasure being rich".

"It isn't. I suppose you ain't that rich, are you?" mocked the newbie .

"Uh, not as much as you are".

Jungkook could feel a change in Taehyung's tone. Also, why was he smirking at him. He isn't a devil's spawn, is he?.

"Well, don't worry. Status isn't that important to me. Besides, you'd rather want to be a beggar than to live a life of luxury, that also in my house."

"I doubt that"

The ginger boy raised his eyebrow a little, giving Jungkook a so-you-doubt-eh look. "Why don't you come over to my place and live with me?" "What?"

"You're scared?"

"Okay first, no. Second, I don't even know your name."

The boy laughed slightly, taking out his notebook as he scribbled something on a paper. He handed the paper to the latter, giving him a slight peck on his cheek. What the actual heck?

As Taehyu walked by, waving him occasionally a good bye, Jungkook was stunned— or much better dumbfounded. What had just happened? So this guy was a rich, spoiled brat and it was safe to assume now; he was a bit weird too. His lips were soft against Jungkook's cheeks, guaranteed but this was a big no.

Jungkook ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, as he looked at the paper given to him. Kim Taehyung. Kim Mansion. Seoul,Korea.143-722-987Don't forget to call me,Kookie ah~

—  Jungkook walked into his room, carelessly throwing his backpack on the ground. Jesus. It had been such a rough day for him. First, he couldn't concentrate on his studies because of Taehyung, then he couldn't stop day dreaming about weird stuff, the new boy had kissed him for no reason and now Hyosung noona. Ugh. Why did she always had to be this rude to him? He didn't ask her to take care of him, it was her own wish. Then why was she so  annoyed? My life's a mess.

The door swung open as a quite mature lady stepped in, screaming incoherent words at the boy.

"How can you even say this to me Jungkook? Fuck you, it's my life. I'm so done with your shit. Get out of my house. Now. Don't you even dare come back."; the lady opened the closet, throwing Jungkook's clothes on the ground.

"It's not like I wanted to be here in the first place."

"What did you say? Eh? I did you a favor, kid. You were roaming helpless on the street"

"Whatever"

"Fuck you, Jungkook.Get out. Now."

—

"Go upstairs, and then turn right. You'll see a room. That's it."

"Oh, thankyou noona." Jungkook bowed to the maid who was flashing a huge smile at him. He slowly walked upstairs, dragging his suitcase on the stairs. Following the maid's instructions, he found the room, only stopping when he heard a soft moan. He sneaked a little through the window to find a young lady laid over Taehyung. Taehyung. Omg. TAEHYUNG.

He quickly looked away, covering his ears as he heard the soft moans getting louder and louder. Within a minute or two, the moans vanished, making Jungkook assume that the girl had reached her orgasm. The door knob twisted a bit, and Jungkook stood a little aside from the door. The door flung open revealing a cute, young lady.

"Oh, uh. May I help you?"

"No, I mean yes, I'm Jeon Jung Jungkook, Taehyung's friend."

"So it's you. Come on in."; she smiled softly allowing the male to relax a bit.  "By the way, I'm Kim Taeyeon. Taehyung's sister. If you guys need anything, just don't call me.", she laughed a little heading for the stairs.

"YOU FUCKED YOUR OWN SISTER?"

Taehyung gasped, looking at the younger boy. "Oh, Jungkook. You're here"

"Answer me, you idiot. You pervert. You-"

"She's my step sister, relax. "

"God, Taehyung. You're crazy."

Tae's let out a soft chuckle as the older boy pulled Jungkook to himself. "I didn't think you'll come so early".

"Noona kicked me out"