#i think the skills strain my eyes slightly more then the lea one but. small price to pay for such a nice shade of orange

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Secret Admirer | yandere!jungkook |2|

Summary-  ❝ There’s just something special about seeing someone lose their mind over love. ❞

Warning-  This work is pure fiction. I do not believe any of the mentioned members would display any sort of this behavior in real life. Contains violence, manipulation, disability.

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The poor boy nearly chokes on his coffee as you aggressively pull the closest chair to his seat.

Okay, so, you weren’t really an aggressive person, but you remember this one night, when you were super vulnerable to human emotions, you stumbled over this one article “We don’t need no man” and if you remember it correctly, one of the points was something along the lines of ‘Show who’s in charge of power’ so no one can’t blame you feeling threatened in a class full of men and if there was a moment to show power, it was the now before it’s not too late.

He stops.

Looks at you.

And before he could do anything else [wipe the coffee from his chin]

“I’m y/n” you say “and you are?”

The guy seems to do a literal double-take staring at you before murmuring something under his nose.

“Sorry, could you say that again?”  the smile appearing on your face probably looks like a badly sewed one.

Because if we’re being honest, you’re neither aggressive nor very daring.

In reality, you’re shy and a ball of fluff.

So you want to scream at yourself ‘what on earth are you doing’.

“Jeon Jungkook” the boy answers taking a big gulp of his literally steaming coffee.

Must be nice to have something stopping you from rambling, you think.

***

When the computer screen started to appear in 3D rather than in 2D you knew the class was coming to an end and it wasn’t hard to make an assumption.

You were screwed.

If you looked around, you could see that everyone had done at least half of the given assignment, you, on the other hand, were at the very start and all you wanted to do was scream:

“Kim Taehyung! I’m going to kill you for making me believe Word skills were enough to attend an IT class”.

Because no, it wasn’t.

So dear Kim Taehyung, fuck you.

**

The cafe you were currently sitting in was probably one of your favorite places in the whole campus.

There's nothing slick about it, no fancy fonts or white etching upon the glass. You could pick the whole thing up and send it back thirty years and it wouldn't look out of place. There aren't any tables with fancy umbrellas, just the uneven pavement baring the cracks of age.

After ordering a cup of black tea, you drift into consciousness. And then back out. The world is a blur, and random images seemed to float aimlessly around in the pool of your thoughts, as though they were being blown about viciously by a hurricane.

Tap on your shoulder momentarily brought you back to the outside world.

Turning around you saw Taehyung and Jimin looking down at you.

You know you should’ve asked how the classes went but you were just so tired. The whole world simply felt low resolution, a bad quality movie.

Managing to pull a tiny smile you move towards the window to let them sit.

“Don’t pretend like you’re not happy to see us” Taehyung’s smile could probably lighten the whole cafe.

He wraps his arm around your neck and ignores your whines as he runs his knuckles against the top of your head.

You easily pull away from Taehyung and for a few seconds just glare at him before turning to look at Jimin. “Hey” you mouth as he smiles.

“I need a minute,” you tell Taehyung after a moment. “Jimin’s grin threw me off and now I have to make myself angry again”.

Taehyung’s mouth hangs open.

And you think about how awkwardly it felt when the professor approached you and your empty computer screen, where you had nothing done, like actual 0%.

It doesn’t take much for you to snap back.

And by the look Taehyung is giving you, you know he’s not ready for the bomb you’re about to drop. You don’t know what look Jimin is currently sending you because unfortunately you’re just too soft for him and you're not about to let your angriness slip away.

After narrowing your eyes and taking a deep breath you open your mouth and have to immediately close it as Jungkook approaches your table with the cup of tea you have ordered.

“Fuck this is awkward” you mumble before sending a smile towards the barista. “Thank you!” you chirp and you can feel Taehyung freeze because no matter what happens, you never chirp only if you’re trying to soothe the rage you have in you at the moment.

Jungkook’s cheeks appear rose and he quickly asks if both Taehyung and Jimin wants anything else.

They do.

“Okay we good now” you take a deep breath again and the let the anger seethe into your bones.

“Kim Taehyung!” you almost snarl and you almost want to laugh the way his eyes get two sizes bigger, but not today. “What the fuck is going on in your head?”

Taehyung blinks. “I--”

“No. You don’t get to talk right now” you say, feeling happy about the way you sound.

Maybe that article was a good idea after all and not just a sign of procrastination because so far from what you’ve seen you learned way more reading it than reading the books for the test that you completely and utterly failed.

“What shooting star crossed the sky or what the fuck happened that you thought I had enough skills to take an IT class!” and from the corner of your eyes you see Jimin grinning.

that little-

The twenty-two seconds time out Taehyung uses to recollect himself.

“What crisis were you going through to listen to me?” Taehyung tasks furrowing his brows.

You look down your nose at him, eyes cold.

The table is quiet and tense. Not for long.

“Kim fucking Taehyung, I will personally take this bottle and shov-”

“Here’s your hot chocolate!” Jungkook jumps in and all of you startle.

Well except Jimin, he does that after a late second.

**

When Taehyung and Jimin leave to take something from Taehyung’s apartment, you know you should head back yourself.

Thunder rumbles through the sky and you kick at the sidewalk with your sneaker, fiddle with a gum wrapper in your pocket, watch as the crowd around you collectively raise an impenetrable mass of umbrellas.

You pull the black hood over your saturated form as you saunter in the soft rain, small pellets of water spitting on your hands as the remainder of the drops quench the scattered puddles decorate the asphalt. Through the heavy, yet so calming sound, your name being called gets your attention. You manage to lift your head up just a bit.

From the corner of your hood, you can see Jungkook jogging towards you.

“Hi” you smile starting to laugh, “I think it’s like the fourth time I’m saying hello to you”

Jungkook’s face breaks into a smile and you almost want to coo at his bunny teeth.

He hums and shrugs “I don’t mind”.

You squint as the rain seems to get only heavier “Why did you come up to me? Did I forget something?”

He shakes his head slightly before giving a sheepish smile “Not exactly, I just thought it wouldn’t be nice to let a girl walk alone”

“Okay I guess” you smile a soft manner.

**

And Jungkook is fun and shy.

One minute he’s blurting dozens of words a second, the other he’s blushing so much it almost hurts to watch.

But it’s cute, really cute.

When you seem to be getting closer to your apartment, he clears his throat.

“So, it seems like you’re having trouble with your class” he chimes.

“It’s really not my cup of tea” you answer groaning, just remembering the struggle you can’t help but shiver.

“If you want, I can help you”

You stop in front of your door, your head goes back and forth between Jungkook and the doors a few times.

“Yeah, I’d like that. See you tomorrow!” you smile as he almost bounces back. Like a bunny, you think.

**

You're not used to it.

Whenever you yell “I’m home” the only thing that meets you and welcomes you back is silence.

Slaughtering silence.

Tiredly you shove your sneakers before making your way towards Jimin’s room, seeing as all of the lights are turned off in the living room or kitchen.

His tiny body is hidden under numerous blankets and only now you realize how cold it is in the apartment.

He breaks into a smile as his eyes shoot up from the phone screen towards you.

For a second you just stand and look at him and for the first time, he looks different.

His eyes turn strained, his grin starts to falter. Before you can even ask what’s wrong he starts to cry.

His hands hurriedly wipe away the tears as they show, but there’s no use, the keep rolling down and soon he starts shaking and crying.

In no time you pull him into a hug and both of you lay under the moonlight. The only sounds are quiet sobs and whimpers escaping Jimin’s lips with the accompany of loud raindrops smashing against the window.

From the corner of your eyes, you can see the bright screen of Jimin’s phone and never finished sentence.

‘ i went to the dance studio today and i miss it… i miss my old life ‘

I’m sorry” you say, exhaustion mixed who knows what else making your voice crack.

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