The bell rang.
Jungkook stretched like a kitten, arms over his head, hoodie rising just enough to show his delicate waist and a peek of skin.Taehyung didn't mean to look.Didn't want to stare.
But god help him—he was only human.
"Dude," said Jimin, leaning over. "You both need holy water."
Taehyung gave him a glare.Jimin smirked."Whatever happened this morning? I walked in, and the tension hit me like a truck."
Jungkook went stiff.
"Nothing happened!" he squeaked, grabbing his books.
"Sure," Jimin said, popping his gum. "Tell that to Tiny Tae™️."
Taehyung nearly choked.
Lunch Break.
Jungkook walked to his usual spot with Jimin and Hoseok—until Minho blocked his path again.
"Hey, pretty. Still busy?"
Jungkook shifted nervously. "I—I'm eating with my friends."
Minho moved closer, his voice dropping. "We could go somewhere private instead."
Taehyung saw red.
He stood from across the cafeteria, chair scraping loudly. Students turned, whispers flew.
"Hey," he said, walking over, "didn't I already tell you once?"
Minho raised his hands. "Relax, man. We're just talking."
Taehyung stepped in, chest to chest.
Jungkook looked like a deer caught in headlights. Jimin lowkey pulled out his phone like he was ready to record a boxing match.
"You talk too much," Tae growled.
Minho smirked. "You act like he's yours."
Tae didn't respond. He didn't have to.
He grabbed Jungkook's hand.
Tight. Possessive. Public.
The whole cafeteria gasped.
Later that day.
Back at the house, Jungkook paced. "You didn't have to do that! Everyone thinks we're... together now!"
Taehyung shrugged, laying on the couch like he wasn't setting Jungkook's whole life on fire. "Let them think."
"Think what?!"
"That I'd break their fingers if they touch you."
Jungkook's heart did something. His face flushed.
"You're insane."
Tae's eyes burned. "And you're too damn soft to be left alone."
Just then, Jimin barged into the house again—because apparently boundaries don't exist.
"Y'all going to Yeontan's birthday party tomorrow?"
Taehyung blinked. "Yeontan's what?"
Jimin grinned. "Rich kids throw parties for their dogs now. Don't ask. But everyone will be there."
He looked between the two."Oh, and it's a couple-themed party. Wear matching fits."
Jungkook: "WHAT?!"Taehyung: "Done."
Jungkook turned. "I didn't agree to—"
Tae smirked, already scrolling his phone. "You're gonna wear that pink mesh top you love. And a collar."
Jungkook stopped breathing.
"…I don't have a collar."
Tae looked up. "I'll buy you one."