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— Enemies to lovers-esk
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— English is not my first language so ignore typos and my basic words
— Quote, don’t reply 🖤
— Short drabble 🩸🩹
— Enemies to lovers-esk
— I apologize in advance if this really sucks
— English is not my first language so ignore typos and my basic words
Jungkook’s nostrils are flaring with anger by the time that he reaches the basketball court, and all that he finds is a scattered team talking between themselves, and a lady mopping a specific area on the floor. Jungkook can spot blööd, and that makes his boil even more.
“Where’s Kim?” he asks the nearest audience member, that being one of the girls on the cheer team.
“He left to the lockers, I believe. Mingyu got kicked out…”
“I do not care. Thanks.” he doesn’t even know who Mingyu is; but he’ll find out.
“He left to the lockers, I believe. Mingyu got kicked out…”
“I do not care. Thanks.” he doesn’t even know who Mingyu is; but he’ll find out.
He fixes the strap of his bag on his way to the lockers. He’s a little unfamiliar with the building, but he soon finds the right door.
He’s slow with his approach, unsure of what he’s about to find. “Kim?” he calls.
There’s a sigh. “Great, now you.”
He’s slow with his approach, unsure of what he’s about to find. “Kim?” he calls.
There’s a sigh. “Great, now you.”
“The fuck happened?” Jungkook asks as he steps closer, finding Taehyung in front of the mirror with a crumbled piece of paper pushed against his nose.
“We got into a fight.” is all that Taehyung says. “Don’t come annoy me even more. Why are you even here, Jeon?”
“We got into a fight.” is all that Taehyung says. “Don’t come annoy me even more. Why are you even here, Jeon?”
“Shut the fuck up.” Jungkook puts his bag down on the floor, slapping Taehyung’s hand away from his nose so that he can get a better look. There’s blööd all over his nose, coming from his left nostril, and dirtying all the way down to his lips. “Son of a bitch…” he whispers.
Taehyung rests his hips back against the sink as Jungkook reaches for a new piece of paper that he wets with a bit of the desinfectante from the first-aid kit that Taehyung grabbed on the way.
He hisses when Jungkook starts dabbing at his nose, and pulls away.
He hisses when Jungkook starts dabbing at his nose, and pulls away.
“Stay still.”
“Don’t be a brute.” Taehyung argues back.
“You were brave enough to get into a fight, so shut up and be brave now.” Jungkook steps closer, his own hips touching Taehyung’s and, therefore, caging him against the sink. “Stay still.” he repeats.
“Don’t be a brute.” Taehyung argues back.
“You were brave enough to get into a fight, so shut up and be brave now.” Jungkook steps closer, his own hips touching Taehyung’s and, therefore, caging him against the sink. “Stay still.” he repeats.
Taehyung stays still. Jungkook carefully dabs at his nose so wipe away all the blööd, relieved to see that there isn’t any more coming out. They remain silent as he does so, even if it takes about five minutes for everything to be gone.
“You know, I’m going to kill him.” Jungkook just about informs as he begins wiping Taehyung’s lips.
“Who? Mingyu?”
“First, I’ll find out who the fuck he is, and then I’ll make sure to do much worse than this to him.” he promises.
“Who? Mingyu?”
“First, I’ll find out who the fuck he is, and then I’ll make sure to do much worse than this to him.” he promises.
“Why would you do that?” Taehyung whispers, not to completely break the silence in the locker room.
Jungkook shrugs, not even looking away from his task. “He punched you before I did. How dare he…? This nose was mine to punch.”
Jungkook shrugs, not even looking away from his task. “He punched you before I did. How dare he…? This nose was mine to punch.”
“Jeon, no. You’re not—”
“I am.”
“Don’t.” Taehyung reaches for Jungkook’s chin with one of his hands, making sure that their eyes meet. “Don’t waste time with him.”
Jungkook looks at him in silence before nodding. “Fine. Ok.”
“Good. Are you done here?”
“I am.”
“Don’t.” Taehyung reaches for Jungkook’s chin with one of his hands, making sure that their eyes meet. “Don’t waste time with him.”
Jungkook looks at him in silence before nodding. “Fine. Ok.”
“Good. Are you done here?”
Jungkook throws the papers to the trash, only to gently drag the tip of his finger down the bridge of Taehyung’s nose. It doesn’t feel broken. “Yes, it’s done.” his eyes fall on his lips again, and he can see Taehyung’s doing the same, but he clears his throat and steps away.
He grabs his bag. “Try not to get into more fights, Kim.” Jungkook says on his way out, and Taehyung is too frozen in place to say anything back.
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Taehyung finishes patching up Jungkook’s hand, nodding in satisfaction to himself. “Does it hurt?”
“A little, but it—” he stops when Taehyung gently, /so/ gently kisses his knuckles over the bandages.
So gentle that he can barely feel it.
Taehyung finishes patching up Jungkook’s hand, nodding in satisfaction to himself. “Does it hurt?”
“A little, but it—” he stops when Taehyung gently, /so/ gently kisses his knuckles over the bandages.
So gentle that he can barely feel it.
“What about now…?” Taehyung whispers, looking up at his eyes while still holding his hand.
Jungkook shows him the tiniest smile. “Now my lips kind of hurt.”
Taehyung fails to hide his surprise.
“Shall I kiss them better, too?”
Jungkook shows him the tiniest smile. “Now my lips kind of hurt.”
Taehyung fails to hide his surprise.
“Shall I kiss them better, too?”
— The End
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