Thread by @kimtaev_______

#taekookau where th is tired of how his best friend/roommate/crush jk isn't quiet with his one night stands. His ears and heart can't take it.

So he decides to fight fire with fire.

#kookv #taekook #vkook

tw:
- jk is very insensitive
-th just wants to get over him tbh
- jk won't let him
- 🔞

a/n: My true favorite trope. Where jk is fine with how things are until th is taken from him. So jk raises all hell.

help me decide something!

I didn't wanna sway your votes, so I picked the same emoji lol

➷ let's start?

It was supposed to be a relaxing and chill night for Taehyung. Finals season was approaching which meant that moments for him to lay back and relax.

He'd been fortunate enough to prep lunch for the upcoming week so that when the heavy stuff does get to him, he knows he's at least able to have somethingim his stomach.

That is, until...

"Taehyung, please, feet off the coffee table," Hoseok nagged, kicking his feet off the wooden table to make way for a bowl of whatever the elder managed to salvage in his cupboards. "Heartbroken or not, manners are still a thing."

"I'm not heartbroken," Taehyung disputes, though he can feel the ache in his chest that basically tells him otherwise.

"Of course you're not," Taehyung watches Hoseok plop himself on the couch, grabbing a fistful of popcorn and not so graciously shoving it into his mouth. "You're just here at my apartment for your regular visits to my snack cupboard."

The younger one of the two sinks down into the couch, pulling the fabric of his crew neck over his head to hide his embarrassment. It's been like this since, well, since he and his best friend decided to move in together.

They'd both deemed the dorms way too expensive for what they were getting and thought that living together with the person they've known for a good portion of their lives would be the solution.

Unfortunately for Taehyung, he failed to calculate Jeongguk's promiscuity into his plans because as soon as they were settled– the night of the housewarming party, actually– Jeongguk had given Taehyung a taste of what was to come for the next foreseeable months.

His lovely roommate would never fail to bring someone over at least once a week to their apartment to have sex. And how would Taehyung know this? Well, because apparently, Jeongguk likes them loud. The moans, squeaks and banging against the wall drove him insane.

The past few months have led to countless nights of no sleep and two broken pairs of headphones (because he had them cranked to the max).

He wasn't a prude, no, far from it– Taehyung has had his fair share of sexual conquests but because he considers himself a courteous roommate, he keeps those events out of their apartment or when he knows Jeongguk wouldn't be home.

Taehyung has spoken to Jeongguk about this, effectively embarrassing the younger one and managed a compromise. If Jeongguk has plans to bring anyone over, let Taehyung know ahead of time so that he has time to leave the apartment or find somewhere to post up for a bit.

In the event that Jeongguk didn't have his phone with him, he would do the tacky sock on the doorknob.

"You know what they say," Hoseok speaks up, snapping Taehyung from his thoughts. "The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else."

He doesn't reply to that. Though he clearly was not someone to be forgo sleeping with others, he's not sure how he feels about using someone else for such ulterior motives.

➷ a/n: work sucks, pls enjoy this little bit before I'm sucked back into work.

The poll decided who JK's arch nemesis will be in the au /j of course. One of the options were blank to avoid passerby clicks.

I like it! Good pick, everyone! 🪴

The season of semester finals also means it's time for– what Taehyung considers– BS group projects. For his literature class, his professor had them focus on a presentation about a pre-approved novel and to explain the specific devices that the author would use to emphasize...

... overall message.

Or something like that.

Luckily, Taehyung was particularly keen on certain literature pieces that were on the given list so he knew his way around BS-ing this presentation. The only downside was that he'd been partnered up with Kim Namjoon.

Namjoon was cool, Taehyung liked the guy and he did notice his overachieving behavior in class from time to time. Which only led him to assume that he would try to force Taehyung into applying the same effort for their project.

Though, on their first project meeting, Namjoon surprised him.

"What have you read on the list?" Is what Namjoon had started the meeting with, "I was thinking of doing it on something easy, it's finals season and if we're given the chance to make this easy, we should do it."

Taehyung nearly fell over in tears at that meeting. That day, he learned that Namjoon was the "work smart, not hard" type of guy and it was one of the things that Taehyung had admired about him.

The other–glaringly obvious– reason for his admiration being that Namjoon was very, very attractive. It could be because he finds intelligence to be a very attractive trait in a person; but it does help that the older man was easy on the eyes.

Taehyung has caught himself lingering his gaze on Namjoon’s arms when he wore tight fitting tees and thighs when he wore some basketball shorts.

Painfully, loose fitting basketball shorts had been Namjoon’s choice of clothing when they decided to meet at his apartment for their assignment.

Taehyung had accidentally left his computer at his apartment, so the two made the decision to just try to complete a bulk of the project meeting at Taehyung’s.

They’d just gone over the general outline of what the project would look like and divvied up the parts that each of them would be responsible for. Thankfully, it was a good chunk of their project that they’d been able to finish in the two and a half hours that they’d been here.

“I think that should be good for today,” Namjoon yawns, ruffling his hair and eyes in exhaustion from staring at the screen for an ungodly amount of time.

“Yeah,” Taehyung giggles– fucking giggles. He gets a little flustered, a blush dusting at the apples of his cheeks from how he’s behaving like he’s talking to his schoolboy crush.

He’s got enough self awareness to know that he’s just flustered because he’d grown star-struck by Namjoon’s intelligence and charm the past few times they’d met up for the project and their final exam for another course they shared.

“We can get a good part of it done this week, meeting one more time for what we have and piece the presentation together,” Namjoon hums, taking his laptop and other things into his bag as Taehyung watches from his bed.

His knees were brought together, shyly playing at the keyboard of his computer while his partner packs up. “We might have to do some more revisions again, then meet one more time.”

“Yeah,” is the only thing that is in Taehyung’s vocabulary right now it seems. He begs himself to think that it’s because he’s tired from all the studying and not because Namjoon is leaning back against his desk chair with his legs spread out in front of him.

He needs to keep his eyes up at Namjoon’s eyes, and not where he could easily see an outline of something if he were to look hard enough.

“How much time do you think you’ll need to get your part done?”Namjoon asks when he stands up; making Taehyung jump to stand up as well because he’s not sure his heart will handle the eye-to-crotch contact right now.

He sets his laptop onto his mattress gently, and regards the other with a hand scratching at the back of his neck.

“Uh, I should be able to have it done in like…. three days?” It wasn’t researching and theorizing that would be time consuming for them, it was mainly sitting down and writing that would be their issue.

But still, there weren’t any assignments now that it was finals season– just studying.

“Perfect,” Namjoon chuckled, opening the door to Taehyung’s bedroom first while the younger one follows behind him. “I’ll be seeing you soon then--Oh.”

Because Namjoon was so big, he wasn’t able to see what he was staring at in front of him, but he was able to hear the loud thud of something falling to the floor.

He tries to source the noise because nothing should be falling out in the living room.

Taehyung peeks up, getting on his tippy toes (God, this man was tall) to see what the source of the noise was. “What is it?” Namjoon just shrugs and steps out farther away from the threshold of the door to show him: Jeongguk.

Jeongguk was standing outside of his door, his hands hanging awkwardly in the air letting Taehyung know that he was most likely the source of the loud thud.

➷a/n: You all picked Namjoon~ I'm happy with this, I hope you are as well.

I hope you liked this update, I gotta get ready for work now! Let me know what ya'll think!

A quick glance to the ground proves his guesses when he sees a large apple roll across the floor away from the person about to devour it.

“Oh, Gukkie,” Taehyung clears his throat. He was sure that Jeongguk had class a this hour. Then it hit him that the man’s hours might not be what he guesses them to be because it’s finals season– most classes were reviewing

And although Jeongguk wasn’t super smart like Namjoon, the kid was naturally able to pass with decently flying colors compared to Taehyung who has to sell his soul just to stay afloat.

“I didn’t know you’d be home,” he doesn’t know why he feels guilty, but he does. Especially with the look that Jeongguk is giving him right now– it was hard to pinpoint. Disbelief, most likely. "This is Namjoon, we were working on a project for class. Namjoon, this is Jeongguk."

There was an awkward silence that befell the three of them that Taehyung felt like he would suffocate.

Thankfully, Namjoon clears his throat through the momentary silence to chuck his backpack strap over his shoulder. "Well, yeah, I should get going. I'll text you, Tae."

Boldly, Namjoon sees himself across their apartment towards the front door while Taehyung stares at a gaping Jeongguk, whose eyes follow him.

It takes an embarrassing second for Taehyung to follow Namjoon and see him out the door, giving the guy a quick wave before closing the door and locking it. With his hand on the doorknob, he can feel Jeongguk's eyes burning at the back of his neck.

What’s going on? Why was this so awkward? It shouldn't be– But for some reason Jeongguk made it so damn awkward and Taehyung is finding himself feeling strangely guilty for some reason.

➷ a/n: guess who forgot the time and is about to be late for work? ahfg;ahfghg

Jeongguk had finally broke the silence with,"I guess those rules are only for me, huh?"

"What are you talking about?" There was something accusatory in Jeongguk’s tone that Taehyung didn’t like, making him turn and face his roommate.

"I'm not shaming you, just– ya know." Jeongguk starts, eying Taehyung who slowly made his way back over to his side of his share of their apartment. "You were the one preaching that we should be courteous of each other, I'd hope that you’d be doing the same with your flings."

This gives Taehyung pause, standing underneath the threshold of his own room now with arms folded. Jeongguk appeared irritated, his tongue digging into his cheek and his brows pinched to glare at Taehyung at his accusations.

The elder doesn’t back down, no, he returns the angry glare thrown at him, "Namjoon? He's not a fling."

Taehyung feels offended on Namjoon’s behalf. The man wasn’t here to defend himself– nor did he really need to, for that matter.

"Oh?" The younger doesn't look at all convinced, obviously vexed by whatever scenario he had managed to conjure up in his head about Taehyung and Namjoon "Sure, whatever, but you don't have to lie."

"It's seriously nothing like that, Jeongguk, we were doing a project." Taehyung grows more agitated at the accusations, pinching the bridge of his nose when he feels the faint echoing throbs of a headache.

Taehyung had been up for a lot longer than he'd like to be the past few days and a long session of reading through excerpts from a novel didn't really lighten the mental baggage.

Jeongguk had always been a part of his daily struggle, what with his feelings being hidden and the younger's tendency to be promiscuous. But the pain didn’t do anything to lessen his feelings for Jeongguk because Taehyung knows his best friend beyond his playboy behavior.

He fell for Jeongguk because of what he knew the man to be as– the person he knew that none of the people that walk out of his bedroom door at the ungodly hours of the night.

One thing that he had a love-hate with was Jeongguk’s hard headedness. Once he’d set his mind up for something– a hobby, opinion, whatever it would be– he wouldn’t leave any room for arguments.

That’s why it doesn’t surprise Taehyung when the younger one stood his ground, "Sure, a project, not like I haven't heard that before, Tae."

He'd had enough of the mindless bickering, he wanted to sleep and lie down. If Jeongguk didn't believe him then that's on him, he just needed this conversation to end, now.

Jeongguk had clearly painted a narrative between him and Namjoon, one he’s sure he can dispute later on when he’s not feeling a raging headache rearing its head in at his temples.

"Fine, fine!" Taehyung snaps, throwing his hands up in the air in surrender. "You're right Namjoon is a fuck buddy, happy?"

"He's…a fuck buddy…," The irked expression that was once on Jeongguk’s face morphed into something that told Taehyung that the man was not expecting that from him. That only agitated Taehyung further-- wasn't it the response he's been trying to get out of him this entire time?

“That’s cool, yeah,” Jeongguk’s voice was strained, sounding as if his throat was closing up, “Good for you… fuck buddy, huh, cool… good for you…”

If Taehyung wasn’t already upset with his roommate for his barrage of accusations moments ago, he would have asked him what was wrong. However, what he needed right now was some peace and quiet.

“I didn’t know you’d be home, honest,” the elder resigned, “I’ll be careful next time, my fault, dude. I’m going to nap, I’m worn out.”

"Yeah, I fucking bet."

That seemed to be it for Taehyung because he no longer held enough patience to entertain Jeongguk.

➷a/n: i hope that you all like the updates!

Since their little bickering across the halls of their apartment, Taehyung had made it a goal of his to bring Namjoon over for their project as much as possible.

Not that the other minded because the dorms was a lot closer to the student parking lot than it was for them to make their meetings in the library.

It was childish, a little game that the two roommates started to play since the awkward encounter with the three of them. It seemed that Jeongguk took any and all opportunities to bring more partners over

(Which, honestly, how many people attend this school until the younger one has to start smashing janitors?) It was a rarity that Taehyung even got a chance to be at home before 10PM before he's getting a stupid from Jeongguk telling him to stay out.

That's why, Taehyung decides to fight fire with fire… sort of. Namjoon is only coming over to study and work on the project, but Jeongguk doesn't need to know that.

No, Taehyung hides their true activities by echoing Jeongguk's text of: "I'm having someone over! We'll be done in like an hour."

Taehyung was a little cheeky with it, editing his own message as, "I'm having Namjoon over, we'll be done in like 2 hours."

He chose 2 hours because, well, he has to one up Jeongguk somehow (who cares if it's childish?). And he's pretty sure that if he and Namjoon spend more than 2 hours studying, they'll end up banging their heads into their laptops and textbooks.

Unfortunately, Namjoon had been the chosen individual because he's essentially here anyway– for the project. It's a lot easier to lie when Jeongguk comes home and sees Namjoon exiting his room. That's how they got into this little game in the first place right?

Still, he can't help but feel bad for bringing him into this. Roommate drama isn't what he would have signed up for when he joined the class and partnered with Taehyung. No one likes roommate drama.

"You good?"

Taehyung jolts atop his bed, head nearly falling off the heel of his palm where he'd been resting his chin while he lay on his stomach on the bed. "Huh? Yeah, I'm good. Just peachy." He flashes him, what he hopes, is a convincing smile.

Namjoon hums, "Hey, why don't we move into the kitchen, laying on your bed while studying is just more temptation for you to sleep." Always the reasonable one, Namjoon starts to collect some of the essentials on the desk, seemingly ready to move to the kitchen himself.

"Ah, hyung," Taehyung whines, rolling over to his back, staring at an upside down Namjoon with his chin up. "I don't wanna." He holds his index finger up, presenting his ground breaking idea. "How about, you lie down next to me and we can both experience the brain optimization?"

Namjoon is already at the door when he turns his head to him "Taehyung, if I get with you on that bed, we're just gonna end up sleeping together."

This has Taehyung shuffling around on his bed to the point he nearly falls off, turning around so fast to sit up on his knees. "Wha– I– we– no! What?!"

"Easy there, that's not what I meant, Tae. I meant we're both gonna end up knocking out instead of studying."

Namjoon is fucking with him, he knows that he is, he can see it in the little gleam in his eyes as he watches him. But that doesn't stop him from feeling so flustered and warm.

Instead, he just grabs his things in a hurry, almost falling off the bed, again, with Namjoon smirking over at him.

Soon, their stuff is laid across the apartments coffee table instead of the kitchen.

Taehyung managing to convince them that they could enjoy the carpeted floor instead of trying to clear the table of all the junk and takeout that the roommates had accumulated over the past few months.

Namjoon wasn't completely sold, but he can't really say no to a pouty Taehyung– is what he realized. No one could, he suspects.

With their legs tucked under the coffee table and Taehyung’s book opened in front of him, he still manages to dig his chin into the spine of the book and doze off. The sight endearing for Namjoon

"Huh, if you're tired, you should have told me," Namjoon mumbled, reaching over to brush the hair from the youngers eyes.

He doesn't know if Taehyung would appreciate him undoing his bed for a blanket, so he settles with shrugging off his zipup hoodie and throwing it over Taehyung’s shoulders.

Though it wasn't something he personally did when he would study, he does slightly envy how stress-free Taehyung looks like this…

A short nap wouldn't hurt, he thinks, folding his arms atop the table.

He stares at a sleeping Taehyung for a few moments, using the soft breathing and aircon as white noise to lull him into a soft slumber.

The two of them unable to hear the soft jingle of keys just outside of the apartment door.

➷ a/n: thank you all for your patience for updates. Let me know what you guys think in the QTs!

What do you think is going to happen?

Jeongguk grumbled as begrudgingly made his way back to his shared apartment. It's been almost unbearable coming home these past few days; the stairwell that led to the front door getting longer for him when he recalls as to why he's coming back home so late in the first place.

He'd received the text from Taehyung while in class saying he'd need the apartment for two hours.

Two.

That's completely unrealistic for a college student during finals season– it's poor time management and realistically, the stress would completely shoot any sex drive one could have. Maybe this guy wasn’t as serious about his grades to be hitting Taehyung up for sex so damn often

His mind argues for him, cursing Taehyung’s new whatever in his head relentlessly with every step. The day he’d met the guy, Jeongguk had already made the executive decision to dislike him.

(For some reason, it pissed him off even more that the guy was good-looking.)

Jeongguk had extreme doubt that the guy would be able to go at it for that long. That thought came with a sudden churning at the pit of his stomach makes him scrunch his face in distaste.

He wasn’t sure if he'd eaten anything that could warrant this reaction from him. Usually one to be mindful of what he puts in his body but the new aching feeling at his stomach says otherwise.

As he reaches the front of the door, he tries to calm himself down a little, unsure as to why he’s so heated about Taehyung and his whatever. It wasn’t any of his business who Taehyung sleeps with…

He’s mad about being kicked out of his apartment.

That has to be it.

Once inside the thankfully quiet apartment (he's not sure how he'd react if he heard anything, honestly), he’s kicking off his shoes with his eyes falling on the two sleeping pair by the coffee table.

Jeongguk rolls his eyes at the sleeping two, his jaw clenched so hard he feels a small tick.The guy or whatever seems very comfortable in his apartment given his obnoxious ass snoring.

That was Jeongguk’s coffee table. A few months back, he managed to find being tossed out from previous tenants.

Though, Taehyung wasn't too thrilled with the idea of having used furniture in their apartment, Jeongguk had stressed the importance of having a coffee table to complete their apartment's decor.

It was Jeongguk’s coffee table. Their coffee table.

The very same one that his best friend was getting cozy with his… whatever… on top of.

What is this guy even doing here still? He’s sleeping so casually, one would think he pays rent.

Another uncomfortable thought comes to him that makes him almost…betrayed?

Jeongguk is bitter. Bitter that Taehyung got so comfortable with someone so easily to sleep around them. Having sex with one thing, but falling asleep is another vulnerable act that Jeongguk was pretty sure was reserved for specific people.

Taehyung was friendly, sure, but he still set his boundaries with those he meet. It took Jeongguk months to have Taehyung be comfortable enough to nap in the town library brary while they studied. 

Perhaps it's not just a friend's with benefits situation.

Jeongguk flinches back when the thought comes to him, as if it was something physically thrown at him. He's scurrying over to the kitchen to drink some water.

“Oh, shit,” the guy, Namjoon, (No, *the guy*) must have been disturbed by Jeongguk’s heavy stomps towards the kitchen and woke up. "What time is it?"

"Over two hours, that's for sure." Jeongguk had supplied childishly, but the guy could only look at him with a raised brow.

"Bad day, man?" This has Jeongguk huffing back at the guy. How noble of him to try and be friendly with his… fuck buddy's roommate.

But Jeongguk isn't going to be easily charmed by this man– this interloper! No, never!

Just as he was about to tell the guy to mind his damn business, they both hear a little groan and shuffle.

➷ a/n: I fell asleep while updating last night. Oop- I got my second interview in about 30 minutes so I need to prep. I'll hit ya'll back with some updates depending on how it goes ; u ;