Kim Taehyung is one of the school's 3 bad boys.
Jeon Jungkook is an innocent high school kid.
When Taehyung starts bullying and teasing him because he likes him, what will happen? And what will happen if Jungkook likes him back?
Bottom Kook
Top Tae
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The week went by to fast. Just the same thing with Taehyung that happened every day. They boys met at Jimin's house every day after school this week to work out all the kinks in the plan. Soon enough it was Saturday and Jimin was at my house helping him pick an outfit.
"Jeon Jungkook, I don't give a flying fuck if you don't care what you look like, you need to wear something appealing in order to lure him into the room. I'm doing the same thing, just wait until you see my outfit, I'm gonna look HOT," Jimin told me, after I had fallen on my bed and closed my eyes, not wanting to go to this party, especially wearing sexy clothes.
I looked at the clothes he had picked out for me and sighed. There was a black and red sweater that was covered in holes with no undershirt. The pants were just basic black pants, but they had patches sewn on with pictures of flowers and words. This was all paired with black and grey dress shoes. The final accessory was a long piece of black fabric used as a scarf. I got dressed and walked out of the bathroom with a sigh.
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"Really, Jiminie?" I scoffed, looking at my outfit in the full body mirror.
"Yes, really, Kookie. And we aren't done. I'm doing your makeup," he stated.
I would've protested, but I knew there was no point. I sat down on my chair and looked at him as he walked over holding a eyeliner pencil, eyeshadow, lip tint, foundation, and powder.
"Holy crap, Jimin. Take it easy," I chuckled as he set everything down next to me, almost dropping the glass bottle of foundation on the ground. He just laughed. He proceeded to apply a layer of foundation to my face, followed by powder. He look a smoky brown colored eyeshadow and applied it on my eyelid before blending it and putting the same color around the rest of my eye. He grabbed his black eyeliner pencil and started applying it to my water line and my upper lash line. After what seemed like hours, but was really only 10 minutes, my makeup was done. I stood up, only so be scolded by Jimin.
"No sir. We have one more thing," he said as he handed me a pinkish red lip tint. I walked over to the mirror and wiped some on my lips. I handed the tube back to him before looking at myself in the mirror.
Holy fuck. I look hot as hell. I would fuck myself if I could, I thought as I low-key checked myself out in the mirror.
I laid back down on my bed and laid there for what felt like years but it was only really a few minutes. When I heard the bathroom door open, I sat up and opened my eyes to see Jimin standing there looking like a masterpiece more than normal. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt with black jeans. He had a yellow, black and white plaid shirt on over his white shirt, with a black leather jacket topping of the clothes on his torso. He had his black boots on, rings on his pointer and middle fingers on both hands, earrings hanging from his ears, a circle pendant hanging from a silver chain around his neck, black sunglasses, and a dark blue beanie with yellow x's around the bottom. He was stunning, and all I could do was stare. He is my best friend and I wasn't sexually attracted to him, but DAMN!
