He couldn't talk to him.

Seeing Taehyung, sitting at his usual spot like nothing had even happened hurt a lot more than he would have expected, and since the incident at the lockers, people had been paying attention to Taehyung more. Girls talking about him being handsome and guys just spreading the new about his sexuality.

He was scared he would make a fool out of himself if he went to greet him and didn't get greeted back, so he just went to his seat, Jimin doing his best to keep a conversation going, and waited for the class to start.

Eventually it did, but Jungkook didn't pay attention, his mind was clouded with images of Taehyung.

!MATURE CONTENT!

If you don't like smut then skip to the next part in bold. Also chapters containing smut have a little lemon (🍋) beside the title.

"Ah, fuck." He moaned softly, rolling his head back when Jungkook first pushed into him slowly, getting used to the intrusion.

He was laying on the bed on his back, Jungkook between his legs holding himself up with his muscular arms on either side of his head, Taehyung gripping his bicep tightly because of the slight discomfort of the first thrust.

Jungkook looked down at the older, enjoying seeing the pleasure on his face when he pulled out to thrust his hips back in smoothly with a slow and gentle pace. He kept a slow rhythm for the start, soft breaths falling from Taehyung's lips as his head fell on the pillow behind him, eyes closed and lips parted.

Jungkook felt some pleasure of his own, but it was nothing compared to the bliss of watching Taehyung's morf on his beautiful features, it moved him to know he was the one to make such a pretty boy react in such ways.

He dipped down to catch Taehyung's lips in his own, kissing the pants out of his mouth, he then trailed kisses down his jaw and to his neck, feeling the vibrations of the other's occasional moans amongst his soft breaths.

"Harder." He breathed, Jungkook smirking against the skin of neck and landing a particularly hard thrust that made Taehyung's body jolt further up the bed, a loud whimper falling from his kiss bruised lips.

Jungkook's thrusts intensified, chasing his own pleasure fueled by his movements and the moans and touches Taehyung offered.

"Jungkook." Taehyung whispered as he wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, one hand going to his hair to tug at the strands and raise his head of his neck and to his lips, kissing deeply, tongues sliding against each other's, raising his head of the pillow to intensify the kiss.

The younger's pace started to get faster, hitting Taehyung hard, repeatedly, making his body get pushed up the bed each time, their bodies making the bed creak slightly.

Taehyung broke the kiss to let a high pitched moan fall from his lips, looking straight into Jungkook's eyes with pure pleasure and lust, Jungkook holding his gaze while pounding into him, relishing in the sight of Taehyung breathless, mouth open soundlessly, before his eyes slowly rolled to the back of his head, that fell back into the soft pillow, a long groan from the back of his throat.

if you didn't read this,

basically it's a memory if Jungkook's from when he has sex with Taehyung. Like a flashback.

(Btw, for those of you who are confused,

anything in italics is a flashback.

If you're having a doubt about the timeline of the story, just check if it's in italics, if it's not, then it's simply in chronological order.)

"Jungkook! pay attention!" The teacher yelled, making the boy jolt out of his daydream, clearing his throat nervously at the discomfort in his pants.

"Sorry sir." He apologised, digging a hand in his pocket to try and adjust his throbbing hard boner in a more comfortable manner, the operation was unsuccessful, good thing his class was far from arousing and helped him calm down his urges a little.

"You okay dude, i can see your boner from all the way over here." Jimin whispered, being sure no one other than the two heard (that would be hella embarrassing for Jungkook).

Jungkook looked over to him with pure pain and discomfort in his eyes.

"It's been twenty minutes Jimin." He said, Jimin mimicking a face of pain.

"Must be rough man." He chuckled.

"Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook! Do you have anything you'd like to add to the lesson." The teacher yelled once again, all the eyes going to them yet again.

"No sir." Jimin smiled, trying his best to suppress his laugh because if the teacher asked Jungkook to get up, he would display his hard on to the whole class, and they would definitely notice because he really was inflated to the max. .

The teacher sighed and turned back to the bored, Jimin and Jungkook slumping back in their seats in relief.

"Just think of Scar killing Mufasa, that shit gets me everytime." Jimin whispered, Jungkook's head shooting to the side and sending a glare his way.

"You monster." He whispered, shaking his head in disapproval.

Jimin snorted but was able to keep calm and not get himself kicked out of the class for being to noisy, Jungkook taking deep breaths and following Jimin's advice, that proved to be very effective, thankfully.

À/N:

A pinch of smut for all the sinners out there

you're welcome ;)