TATTOOS | KOOKV

Ch 3

"Jungkook!"

Hoseok informed the other before he passed the ball through the air. Jungkook catching it with ease in his sweaty grip.

Slow breathes left his mouth as he sped around the square. His raven hair pushed over his forhead, from the built up sweat forming on his features

The hall was filled with sounds of their burned out shoes and the shouting of names being called

A loud slam from the door startled the players as in walked Yoongis cousin, Taehyung. He seemed to be searching  for the couch, who had slowly left the players and approached the lost blond

"Taehyung, we have already talked about this"

The couch started once he was in front of the blond, keeping his distance from the cane the other was holding tightly.

"Please couch, I really want to be able to join this team. I promise I will do my best just-"

"I'm sorry Taehyung, but it's a no for now"

The couch interrupted before he turned, the heavy steps leaving a print in Taehyung ears. His head hung low, as the grip only had tightened around the cane, almost to the point of hurting him.

It felt so difficult to just be able to receive a yes, a simple thing. He never asked for anything more than that, he couldn't help stopping the anger that was slowly building up in him as he turned around to leave. Feeling hopeless to say anything back

"jungkook! I said pass the ball"

Jungkook was startled back to the game, he had been fixing his attention to the boy who had left with the saddened look painted on his face. He couldn't help but be curious what he had to do with his couch

Deciding that he didn't care anyway, he continued the game with more sweat and heatness filling the gym before the hour was done

"We are meeting up at yoongis garage, are you coming? Jane's gonna be there"

Hoseok told the other, who's beating up his raven hair with the towel at the locker room. Feeling finnaly free from the sweat sticking to his pale skin after a cold shower

He sighed form the mention of Jane, remembering he hasn't answered the countless texts laying on his phone since forever. He didn't understand why she felt the need to be texting when they clearly only met for their own benefits. Nothing more.

"If anyone breaks my car again this time, I will murder you"

Jungkook threatened as he pushed his towel inside his gym bag, before leaving with the others to the garage

The garage was filled with the vibration of music as usual, the loudness almost being numb to his ears by now. Jungkook liked it, Yoongis  garage

It wasn't as large as people would think, but it still felt really close. Maybe it was the brown walls, with tons of posters of random bands and singers stuck to it, or the worn out carpet. Either way he felt like home here

Everyone were scattered around in the cramped garage, chatting away after school while namjoon was stuck to the couch with his phone. Refusing to be involved in any of this "bullshit"

"You haven't been answering me, as usual"

The dark haired girl said as she approached Jungkook, her dark skin touching the large tattoo covering jungkooks pale underarm

"I never told you to start texting me, Jane"

He sighed, removing his hand from her touch as he ran his fingers through his raven hair. Feeling his mood change from the precence of the other. Not wanting to deal with it now

She chuckled at his answer, serious  was nothing to her. Everything was like a joke to her, something many admired to have

She took the lit cigarette between her lips and handed it over to him, which he took for a while before handing it back

"I know we are nothing more than a hookup once in awhile, but would it really hurt to be friends as well koo?"

She slurred, her words were obviously drunk but that wasn't unusual. Not on these hangouts in the garage. He clicked his tounge at her words before leaving her standing alone with her question, to sit beside namjoon, the only one sober enough to deal with

Namjoon glanced at the other once he slumped himself on the worn out couch beside him, he had closed his eyes from the frustration building up in him which was now becoming familiar to the boys

"I don't understand why you still keep her around, and can't even get as close as friends"

Namjoon began, as always. He was always lecturing jungkook about his so called hook up Jane, so was his other friends. He hated it

"I don't need you guys to tell me what to do, I don't want anything serious with her. Not even friends"

He told back roughly, the frustration only cramping itself more. He didn't want to hear this all over again, already tired from the same things being said

Namjoon only slumped back himself on the couch from the answer, giving up on trying to say anything back anymore. Leaving the music to keep their ears entertained

"You know ,I'm still older than you Jungkook so you should respect me"

"Shut up Namjoon"