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Taekook AU

Jungkook has always liked wearing his bow ties and suits to class. Taehyung thinks it’s odd and tries to avoid him.

But it’s quite a surprise when Taehyung has Jungkook pressed up against the wall of a college party, his hands full of ass and his mouth on Jungkook’s.
— Short AU

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Jungkook has always loved wearing suits with the accompanying bow tie. It has always made him feel mature, clean, and put together.
He’d always hear the snickers and see the weird looks every time he walked past someone. Often times, someone would ask if he’s working at the university because of the suit he wore and with that he’d always shake his head, small smile on his face.
Anyone would hate the laughs and snickers they’d get and would most likely do something about it but not Jungkook. This only motivated him to keep wearing the different suits and nice tuck-in shirts. Who were they to judge?
On the other hand, Taehyung could simply be your average college student.

By that, he has his own group of friends and is always attending the Friday night parties. Even though he enjoys the drinking, he can proudly say he stays up to date with his work and makes sure it’s done.
Though Taehyung is a good student, he is a bit self conscious of his reputation.

For example: One day in biochemistry they were instructed to choose partners. Between his friend group, Jimin and Hoseok, he was left out so the two could work together.
At the end of that all, the only one left was Jeon Jungkook. It’s not that Taehyung doesn’t like Jungkook, it’s just that... he thinks he’s odd.
Of course Taehyung felt bad that no one ran to be Jungkook’s partner right away but he knew he definitely didn’t want to be in the awkward situation with someone he didn’t know so what did Taehyung do?

He left class.
Taehyung had tried to be discreet about it, saying that there was a sudden family emergency. He has never been good with confrontation or socializing with someone new. The tension and awkwardness is what drove him away.

And those damn suits.
It’s before class and Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung are sitting in the back of biochemistry, laughing and talking with each other.

“You’ll be at the party on Friday, right?” Hoseok asks, leaning on the table as he looks at Taehyung who nods. “Of course. You always know I’m there,”
“I know,” Hoseok says, fiddling with the pencil on the table. He looks around the room before sitting up, smile on his face.

“I wonder if our business man over there would be up to a party,” Hoseok says, eyes flickering between the boy in the suit across the room and Taehyung.
Furrowing his eyebrows, Taehyung looks over to who Hoseok was referring to. “Who? Jeon Jungkook?”

Jimin is widening his eyes, “Shhh! Don’t be so damn loud,” He warns, eyes on Jungkook. He’s thankful that Jungkook didn’t pick up on his name.
Taehyung shakes his head, “Him at a party? Seems a bit odd, don’t you think?” He questions, watching as Hoseok shrugs.
“I feel bad for him. I don’t think he gets invited to too many places. Maybe I should ask him,” Hoseok is ready to get up from his stool before Taehyung grabs his arm, yanking him back down.
“This is the last thing we need, actually. I don’t think it’s really his scene,” Taehyung tells Hoseok, raising his eyebrows at him.

Even if Jungkook did decide to come to the party, what would happen then? Taehyung isn’t up to babysitting someone who won’t go near alcohol.
“Maybe Hoseok is right. It wouldn’t be bad to invite him. If anything, he’d be flattered at the invite,” Jimin points out, smile on his face as he watches Jungkook who sits two rows up, notebook open and eyebrows bent in as he looks over his notes.
Taehyung sighs, shrugging. “Do what you want. I just don’t think it’s a good idea. Either way, he isn’t going to show up,” He crosses his arms, watching as Hoseok doesn’t hesitate to get up after those words.
The whole situation with Jungkook was a bit weird. He’s very quiet, wears those godforsaken suits, and sometimes Taehyung spots him playing games on his phone.

Probably Candy Crush.
But Taehyung couldn’t deny that Jungkook was a little attractive.

It’s just the energy that Jungkook radiates...

and it’s not big dick energy.
Hoseok is already across the room in the stool next to Jungkook, most likely presenting the invite to him.
Hoseok rests his hand on his chin as he speaks. “You can totally come chill with me and my friends at this party Friday night. I think it’d do you good,” Hoseok says, eyes staring at Jungkook who uses his finger to push his glasses up.
“The invite is nice and all but,” Jungkook looks behind his shoulder to where Taehyung and Jimin sits. Taehyung quickly looks away. “I don’t think I want to go,” He tells Hoseok in all honesty.
“Are you sure? It’ll be fun... with music and food and all that,” He tries to persuade Jungkook who only shakes his head.

“It’s just not my place to be. I’m sorry,” Jungkook says, giving Hoseok a small smile.
Hoseok sighs and nods, “Okay. But if you do change your mind it’s going to be at Namjoon’s apartment. You usually can’t miss it and everyone knows where it’s at anyways,” Hoseok says and Jungkook only nods.
Of course Jungkook knew where the parties were. With the apartment being right on campus, he’d always hear of the party stories and hangovers.

“Okay, thank you,” Jungkook tells him, eyes flickering between his notes and Hoseok.

Hoseok takes this as his cue for dismissal.
He’s walking back over to his friends, shrugging a bit as he sits back down in the stool. “I tried,” He only says.

Taehyung chuckles, “Told you it wouldn’t be his scene,”

“It was worth a try,” Jimin points out, Hoseok nodding in agreement.
For some reason, Taehyung feels himself sulking a bit in his chair, eyes resting on Jungkook’s back.

He refuses to believe this feeling is because Jungkook denied the request to go to the party.
——
That Friday, Taehyung finds himself at the same party he’s at every week.

All the party was was a bunch of college students playing dumb games, drinking, and blaring music from a cheap Bluetooth speaker that was probably purchased from a convenience store.
Taehyung has a red solo cup in his hand with alcohol in it and he’s standing, listening to his shit-faced friends babble on about if pineapple belongs on pizza or not.

“It definitely does!” Hoseok says, stomping his foot. Jimin shakes his head, “You’re an idiot,”
It’s quite boring standing there, listening to his friends argue about such an irrelevant topic. Taehyung is looking around, bobbing back and forth on his feet with one of his hands stuck in his pocket.
The long sleeve shirt Taehyung wears was something he definitely regretted. Even though it’s Autumn, the inside of the apartment was definitely claustrophobic because of the numerous amounts of people.

The smell of weed didn’t help either.
Taehyung never knew why he continued to go to these parties. It was the same routine over and over— stand there bored until he was finally drunk enough to do stupid college student things.

That’s the only thing he could describe it as.
Sipping from his drink, Taehyung practically chokes at what he sees.

Or who he sees.

Jeon Jungkook stands there, across the room. He’s huddled in a corner with his damn phone out and those damn glasses on.
But this time, he isn’t wearing that damn suit. Maybe that’s why Taehyung has heart eyes at the boy.

Instead, he wears a white button up shirt with the first few undone. His hair is done up off his forehead, slightly off to the side as well.
It’s even more attractive the his sleeves are rolled up and the shirt is tucked into blue jeans.

Taehyung has never seen Jungkook in blue jeans but he knew he liked it.

Or loved it.
“Guys,” Taehyung says, trying to get the attention of Jimin and Hoseok who seemed to be firing different sentences to each other such as “You’re an uneducated pineapple anti!” and “Fuck you and your pineapple pizza!”
“Guys!” Taehyung says a bit louder now, snapping the two out of it. “What?” Hoseok says, dragging the word out a bit.

“Jungkook is here,” Taehyung says in a loud whisper... as if Jungkook could actually hear him from across the room.
The two hardly believe it when they’re looking around the room, Jimin saying “Yeah right,” before quickly taking it back and then saying “Holy shit,”

“What the fuck,” Hoseok says, eyes watching Jungkook hold his phone sideways and tap furiously at the screen.
“He looks,” Jimin starts, coming to a loss of words.

“Like he carries everyone’s modeling careers on his back,” Hoseok finishes, mouth slightly open.

Taehyung shakes his head. “Will you guys shut up?” He asks, rolling his eyes at his drunk friends.
“Taehyung, do you not see him? Holy shit. We really did underestimate him. Oh my god, his chest looks so smooth. Is my hairline receding? I think my wig was snatched,” Jimin says quickly and all at once as he pushes his hair back off his forehead.
Nudging Jimin in the arm, Taehyung tells him to shut up again.

“I think I need more to drink,” Taehyung says before drinking the last bit in his cup.

“Of course you do,” Hoseok says, watching as Taehyung only glares at him before walking away.
For some reason, his heart is beating as he enters the kitchen.

Taehyung wasn’t lying... he did need a drink.

And to grab a second one.
Despite not being confrontational, the alcohol that was going through Taehyung was giving him the confidence to actually take the drink and leave the kitchen, going back out to the main room.
Taehyung is walking up to Jungkook, red solo cup in both hands as he approaches him.

Jungkook doesn’t notice Taehyung because of that stupid game on his phone but when Taehyung says “Hello,” it captures his attention.
“Oh, hi,” Jungkook surprisingly says, smiling softly at Taehyung. He has to speak up over the music.

“I got you a drink,” Taehyung awkwardly says, motioning to the cup in his hand. Jungkook is hesitant on grabbing it but accepts the kind gesture.
Taehyung takes note of how nice his arms look.

“Oh, uhm, Thank you. Hey, can I ask you a question?” Jungkook asks and Taehyung smiles smugly. “You just did,”
Rolling his eyes, Jungkook shakes his head. “You know what I mean,” He says and the way Jungkook talks so freely with Taehyung is definitely making this easier for him.

“Okay, okay. What is it?” Taehyung asks and Jungkook looks at him.
“Aren’t you the one who left quickly because you had to be my partner if you didn’t?” Jungkook asks, catching Taehyung off guard.
Taehyung is widening his eyes, fumbling over his words. “Oh, uhm, no,” He says, causing Jungkook to chuckle and shake his head, looking down at the red solo cup in his hand as he swirls the liquid around in it before looking back to Taehyung.
“It’s okay, I get it,” Jungkook says and Taehyung recomposes himself. “I had a family emergency. Very sudden,” He says and Jungkook nods, raising his eyebrows.
“Ah, right. What was the emergency if you don’t mind me asking?” Jungkook asks and Taehyung is surprised at the confidence Jungkook held. This isn’t what Taehyung was expecting.

“My, uhm,” Once again, Taehyung finds himself stumbling over his words and Jungkook laughs at this.
“How about we find a different room? It’s a bit loud out here and I don’t think I’m hearing you correctly,” Taehyung plays off.

Taehyung is now very, very, interested in Jungkook.
“Oh, really? Well maybe you’ll be able to hear me even better in an empty room,” Jungkook says and Taehyung’s heart races at the words.

Jungkook seems too innocent for this and he figures it’s just literal context.
So Taehyung only nods, gesturing Jungkook to follow him down a small hallway.

Jungkook sets his drink on a table, abandoning it. Taehyung gives him a look and Jungkook shrugs, “I don’t drink,”
Taehyung knows Namjoon’s apartment very well and is surprised when he finds an empty room. The apartment was bigger than most just because of the parties he loved to throw… which Taehyung was grateful for.

It’d be weird as fuck going into the room that Namjoon slept in.
Taehyung is letting Jungkook in before closing the door behind him, drowning out the loud music from outside.

“I thought you weren’t going to come,” Taehyung questions, curious. Jungkook turns around and sighs, “I wasn’t but,” He stops himself.
“But what?” Taehyung asks and Jungkook shakes his head, taking a step closer to him. “What’s your reason for coming to these?”

Taehyung thinks for a moment and doesn’t even have a good answer himself. “It’s something to do and my friends are always here so why not?”
Jungkook nods at this. “I always thought you were an arrogant asshole,” He admits and Taehyung begins chuckling.

“If I’m not that then what am I?” Taehyung asks him and Jungkook smiles. “A very cute asshole,”
Taehyung is looking down at his feet, smile on his face before looking back up. “I didn’t expect you to be so straightforward,”

“What did you expect?” Jungkook asks, shifting on his feet in front of Taehyung.
Taking a step closer, Taehyung playfully thinks. “More shy. I didn’t expect you to come to the party… especially dressed like that,”

Jungkook is smirking a bit, eyeing him. “And what did you expect me to be dressed like?” Somehow, the proximity between the two is shrinking.
“In one of your damn suits with one of those damn bow ties…” Taehyung trails off, voice growing softer as his hand reaches out to touch Jungkook’s waist.
“What’s wrong with them?” Jungkook asks, knowing perfectly well that Taehyung thought it was odd just like everyone else on this godforsaken campus.
“Stop asking me questions and let me kiss you,” Taehyung says and a Jungkook shuts his mouth, leaning in closer to him.

Taehyung rests his hand on the side of Jungkook’s neck as he moves his head in closer, pressing his lips against Jungkook’s.
Taehyung is using his other hand to grip Jungkook’s waist, pulling him closer to his body. Jungkook’s hands are resting on Taehyung’s chest, not quite knowing what to do with them.

What /does/ Jungkook do in situations like these?
Jungkook was grateful that he wasn’t an awkward individual like everyone made him out to be. No one ever really gave him the chance.

Taehyung’s fingertips are finding the buttons to his Jungkook’s shirt, beginning to undo them.
Jungkook is allowing him but Taehyung is having troubles, his slightly shaky hands not quite being able to free them from the holes.

“Fuck this,” He mumbles against Jungkook’s lips and he grips the fabric from both sides, ripping the last few buttons.
The buttons fall to the floor and Jungkook is laughing against Taehyung’s lips.

“I’ll buy you a new one,” He says and Jungkook only shakes his head. “I own many,” He tells Taehyung, making a small reference to those damn suits he always wears.
Taehyung is pressing his lips on Jungkook’s again and he’s untucking the white shirt from his jeans, letting Jungkook slide it off his arms.

Breaking the kiss for only a moment, Taehyung lets himself take a small glance at Jungkook’s body and how desirable he looks.
“You’re okay with this?” Taehyung asks, his hand grazing on Jungkook’s toned stomach.

Jungkook rolls his eyes, “Stop talking and let me be yours for tonight,”
Taehyung nods before pressing his lips against Jungkook’s again. Jungkook’s hands are crawling up Taehyung’s shirt, gripping slightly on his skin.

The belt to Jungkook’s jeans are then being undone and it’s coming off.
Along with Jungkook’s jeans.
Everything's happening so fast between the two and the black underwear Jungkook wore turned on Taehyung… too much.

Taehyung is nipping at Jungkook’s bottom lip while he presses him up against the wall, his hands finding his way to Jungkook’s ass.
A small moan escapes Jungkook’s mouth as Taehyung squeezes his ass gently. Taehyung detaches his lips from his, moving them down his cheek and jaw.
He finds a spot just underneath his jaw and he’s biting at his skin softly, sucking on it.

Jungkook leans his head back against the wall, using his fingers to run them through Taehyung’s hair.
Once a small mark is made, Taehyung is taking his hands and finding Jungkook’s wrists.

Taehyung stares at Jungkook and his red lips intently as he grips his wrists and holds them above his head on the wall. “Is this okay?” He asks and Jungkook nods, lips parted.
Taehyung is connecting his lips with Jungkook’s again, leaving his hands pressed above his head.

Taehyung is swiping his tongue on Jungkook’s bottom lip before biting it softly.

The bulge was apparent between Jungkook’s legs now.
Freeing Jungkook’s wrists, Taehyung moves his hands back down to Jungkook’s thighs. He’s gripping them before lifting him up, letting him wrap his legs around his waist.

Jungkook’s hands are cupping Taehyung’s cheeks as he moves his lips against his.
With his hands secured around Jungkook’s thighs, he’s walking over to the bed and sitting down.

Jungkook straddles his lap and he begins moving his bulge against Taehyung’s, causing the older to grip his thighs. “Fuck,” He moans out against his lips.
Jungkook only smirks, moving his hips back and forth at a very slow pace. Taehyung’s mind is wild as his lips detached from Jungkook and he falls onto his back.

He watches Jungkook giggle slightly, straddling his waist as he rests his hands on Taehyung’s stomach.
With his hands moving to Jungkook’s waist, he can’t help but to admire the beauty Jungkook held.

Taehyung really, really underestimated Jungkook.
Jungkook is using his hands to tug on Taehyung’s shirt, pulling it up over his torso. Taehyung is taking it off and throwing it off the bed.

A smirk is on Jungkook’s face as he unbuttons Taehyung’s jeans, unzipping them and tugging them down his legs.
Jungkook’s hand is going to Taehyung’s erection as he palms him through his boxers, eyes focused on him.

A shallow breath is coming from Taehyung as he moans lightly, his eyes fluttering shut.

“No, no. Look at me,” Jungkook says, voice soft as he instructs him.
Taehyung is looking at Jungkook now, his cheeks flushed.

Jungkook bites his lip softly as his hand moves into Taehyung’s boxers, fingers wrapping around his erection as he uses his other hand to move his boxers down.
Jungkook is shimmying down his legs a bit to give himself more room as he licks his hand before wrapping his fingers around Taehyung again, his thumb gliding over his tip.

Small moans are escaping Taehyung’s lips as he watches Jungkook who stares back, small pout on his lips.
The glasses Jungkook wears almost sends Taehyung over by themselves.

Jungkook looks so sexy.

Bending over, Jungkook is unexpectedly attaching his lips to the tip of Taehyung’s cock. He’s taking more of him in his mouth before bobbing his head up and down slowly.
He’s staring at Taehyung through his glasses, cheeks hollowing as he rests one of his hands on Taehyung’s thigh.

Taehyung tried to hold back his moans but fails. His hand is going down to Jungkook’s hair, his fingers tugging softly as Jungkook moves his head up and down on him.
“Fuck, baby boy,” The words slip from Taehyung’s mouth and Jungkook is motivated by them, working his mouth faster on Taehyung.

Jungkook feels Taehyung’s muscles tensing under him and he’s using his hand to keep Taehyung’s thigh down.
Taehyung wants Jungkook so bad... he needs him. That’s why when Jungkook takes his mouth off of his cock, Taehyung is pulling him up to his lips.

His hands are going to Jungkook’s underwear, pulling them down. “Off,” He says and Jungkook giggles as he removes them.
Taehyung’s hands go to Jungkook’s ass as he squeezes tightly, smacking one of his cheeks. A gasp comes from Jungkook as he hovers over Taehyung.

“I need you,” Jungkook practically begs, his hands gripping the sheets on either side of Taehyung.
With those words, Jungkook is sitting back up, his legs straddling Taehyung’s waist.

Taehyung’s hands grip Jungkook’s waist as he moves himself onto his cock, the tip sliding in. Jungkook throws his head back, eyes closing tightly shut as a groan escapes him.
Taehyung bites his lip as Jungkook takes his time to move down onto him, trying to surpass the uncomfortable feeling.

“So good, baby,” Taehyung says softly as Jungkook rests himself there for a moment before moving himself slowly on Taehyung.
Jungkook is bending over, pressing his lips against Taehyung’s again as his hands rest on Jungkook’s thighs, helping him move slowly up and down his erection.

Taehyung is panting against Jungkook’s lips. Jungkook’s fingers are tangling through his hair.
Moving his hand off of Jungkook’s thigh, he wraps it around Jungkook’s shaft. His thumb is swiping over Jungkook’s tip, using the precum to help move his hand.

It’s moments before Jungkook begins to feel the pleasure rush through him and he’s sitting up again, moaning.
The glasses Jungkook wears are sliding down his nose and his hair is a tossled mess as he begins to ride Taehyung, his movements going faster along with Taehyung’s moving hand on him.

“Fuck me,” Jungkook whines, going faster on Taehyung. Beads of sweat is coating his skin now.
Taehyung is thankful that the loud music could drown out their abundance of moans because he can’t help the loud ones escaping his mouth as he watches Jungkook ride him.

With each move Jungkook is going faster, a lustful high coming over his body. Everything is tingling.
“Taehyung,” Jungkook moans out, his eyes shutting as he feels himself come undone.

Jungkook comes over Taehyung’s hand and onto his stomach, a loud moan coming from him as Taehyung quickly begins thrusting himself into his ass.
Jungkook’s lips are locking with Taehyung’s again and his hands are holding Jungkook’s waist as he continues thrusting himself up into Jungkook.

Moments later, Jungkook is moaning as Taehyung comes inside of him. A louder moan comes from Taehyung as he throws his head back.
Taehyung’s eyes are screwing shut and his eyebrows are furrowing as his chest heaves up and down.

Jungkook sits there for a moment, trying to recollect himself before he moves himself off his Taehyung, falling beside him on the bed.
The two boys are sweaty as they try to regain their breath. No words are being said for minutes as they lay there until Jungkook finally speaks up, his words breaking the awkward tension between them.

“Did you study for the biochemistry test on Monday?”
——
It’s Monday and Taehyung walks to class, book bag slung over his shoulder.

A small smile is on his face as he holds a bag in his hand. He hasn’t seen Jungkook since he walked him back to his dorm Saturday morning and looks forward to seeing him again.
Taehyung is entering the classroom a few minutes earlier. As usual, Hoseok and Jimin sit at the back of the class.

They didn’t know much of what went on Friday night but knew something had to have happened for Taehyung to not ever come back.
As usual, Jungkook sits in the second row with his notes out. His glasses rest on his nose and his head is being supported by his hand as he looks down.

This time, though, Jungkook isn’t wearing one of those damn suits.
He’s wearing a dark blue buttoned up shirt with the first two buttons undone. Taehyung loves it.

Jungkook is slightly startled as Taehyung approaches him and he smiles, cheeks growing red. “Good morning,” He says to Taehyung and he smiles.

“Good morning,”
Taehyung sets the bag he’s holding in front of Jungkook and gives him a small wink before walking away and to his seat between Hoseok and Jimin who are already demanding the details of Friday night.

Taehyung only tells them he doesn’t “kiss and tell.”
Jungkook is curious as he eyes the bag in front of him but he has butterflies in his stomach nevertheless.

Peaking in the bag, he sees a brand new, white button up shirt and a note resting on top of it.
The End
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