Neighbor|Taekook - Chapter 5: Chapter 5

That night, Jungkook was having some strange dreams, he woke up feeling feverish drenched in sweat and clenching his sheets.
Did I catch the flu? I haven't been feeling well lately...Why do I have o go to school today... Why can't I be spared... Ugh, this weekend I need to rest.
He didn't feel like moving, too tired and not ready to face the world.
I'm just gonna say, that I'm sick and not go... But, mom will be mad...
He kept on trying to come up with a plausible reason, why he shouldn't go to school. He groaned and rolled over to grab his phone, to check if the weather outside wasn't by some lucky coincidence extreme.
I wish there was a snow calamity outside... it's the end of September, it might've happened...
As he was opening the weather app, praying for a heavy snowfall, he noticed the time on his phone.
Oh shit! How the hell did I... Oh no...
The feeling of fever was gone in an instant. Those forty minutes he's been giving himself for the past weeks to leave early, have passed. He peeled his sweaty body from the sheets and rushed to the bathroom. Next stop was the kitchen, where he grabbed whatever food was around to have for the breakfast. Then he rushed back to his room to change into his uniform, which he hated so much.
Why can't I wear pajamas to school. Is uniform going to help me get more knowledge, or what?! He was so frustrated and annoyed with all the buttons. Buttons on the jacket, buttons on the vest, buttons on the shirt, who has time for this... The worst part was his arch- enemy, the tie.
I am so done with this school and this freaking uniform. Thank God it's Friday.
He grabbed everything needed for his classes, put on his shoes and reached for the keys. He opened the door. It almost felt like déjà vu, when he expereinced the same thing as three weeks ago. His neighbor leaving the apartment at the same time as him. Only this time, they were acquaintances.
Last night, when he was hastily leaving Taehyung's apartment, he told him that he was tired and wasn't feeling well. He didn't asnwer Taehyung's question about another math lesson. Jungkook was slightly disturbed about how he felt yesterday in his presence. And he knew, that it was for the best, to keep avoiding his neighbor. But he failed this morning.
He was stunned for a second, seeing that handsome face, then did his 90 degree bow.
"Good morning, Taehyung-ssi."
"Good morning, how good to see you," Taehyung smiled," taking the bus to school?"
"Y...yes," he bowed again.
"Jungkook-ssi, why do you keep bowing?"
"Ah, I'm sorry," flustered, he straightened himself,"I'm nervous," slipped out of his mouth.
Why did I say that?!
"Oh, why so?"
Because, I think I had wet dreams about you last night.
"Oh my fucking God," Jungkook breathed out and covered his mouth with his hand.
Taehyung just stared at him,"sorry, what did you say?"
Jungkook felt the ground slipping under his feet, his head spinning, he was about to faint. His legs gave out and he stumbled forward. Taehyung quickly grasped his shoulders and held him.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Yeah," Jungkook slumped in his arms, getting a whiff of his scent,"I'm going to be late."
"Don't worry, you won't. The bus leaves in seven minutes. But, do you feel alright?"
"Yes," he managed to pull himself together and shuffled out of Taehyung's grip, not daring to look at him. "Thank you," he said and proceeded to walk towards the elevator.
He was horrified at the memory of his dreams. Nothing like that has ever happened to him. Taehyung caught up with him, paying close attention to Jungkook.
"You look pale."
"I'm just a bit tired, please don't worry Taehyung-ssi." He couldn't look at his neighbor. He could clearly recall, what kind of dreams he was having last night. He felt sick and dirty and couldn't bare looking him in the eye.
"I'm sorry, yesterday the lesson should've been shorter, it's my fault. I wish I could make it up to you somehow."
Jungkook waved his hand,"it's fine," and walked into the elevator along with Taehyung, making sure to stay from him as far as possible.
His gaze was still on the floor. All he could see was a pair of perfectly polished shoes of his neighbor. He refused to look up, he couldn't. And the silence of the elevator was making everything worse, he could hear his heart beating in his chest, the sound almost echoing in the small space.
He saw the shoes move, as Taehyung took a step towards him. Jungkook froze. Now, he definitely couldn't look up. Taehyung took another step and stood right in front of him. Then he saw Taehyung's hand reaching up. He was about to faint again.
The hand wrapped around his tie and moved higher, closer to his neck. Jungkook was unable to show any kind of resistance, he was about to black out, when Taehyung said,"Jungkook-ssi, can I redo your tie? It doesn't look very nice."
There was no answer, just a breathing heavier than normal on Jungkook's side. Taehyung didn't wait for an answer and worked his long fingers on the knot and skillfully tied it into a much neater one. Jungkook has finally come to his senses and made himself to look up. All he saw was a satisfied grin on Taehyung's face.
"Come on, let's not miss the bus," he tugged slightly at Jungkook's tie.
Fortunatelly they were on time. Unfortunatelly there was no snow to save Jungkook from going to school.
"Let's sit together, Jungkook-ssi," said Taehyung as he walked towards the back of the bus.
"I might get motion sickness, I think I'm going to sit in the front."
"I don't mind sitting in the front, then," Taehyung patted his shoulders and sat down next to him in the front of the bus,"I have to keep an eye on you, you look really unwell."
I meant, I want to sit alone... Why doesn't he get it?
They were sitting so close together, their thighs were almost touching. The uniform looked much better on Taehyung, spotless and perfectly ironed. The bus went over a bump on the road and their thigs touched for a second. Jungkook could swear, there was some kind of electric spark happening between them. It was almost as if his skin got burned.
Taehyung's thighs were slimmer than his and the uniform pants didn't look as tight on him as they did on Jungkook. He had some sick urge, to put his hand right on top of Taehyung's knee. But then he remembered one of the last night's dream, where he had his face buried right between those thighs.
He winced and covered his face with his hands.
"Jungkook-ssi, do you feel nauseous?"
He shook his head.
"Don't worry, we'll be there any minute."
Why does he care so much?! It's annoying...
"Just ignore me, okay? I can take care of myself," his voice came out a little bit angrier, than he intended.
Taehyung was taken aback by the tone of his voice," fine," he said quietly.
Seriously, is this hell? I hate you Kim Taehyung, but I also... He removed the palms from his face and looked at Taehyung.
"Taehyung-ssi, do you have time this weekend?"
_ _ _
The results of yesterday's test came in and Jungkook scored eighty points out of hundred. Pretty good!
--I got 80 out of 100.-- he typed under his desk.
--Congratulations Jungkookie, well done. Let's meet after school. And stop texting during class.--
Jungkookie? Hyung wasn't joking about becoming closer.
--Ok--
He waited for Jimin near the school entrance. He saw him approaching along with another student. They'd hugged and then the student pinched Jimin's cheek.
He must be a close friend of Jimin-hyung.
"Bye bye, Yoongi oppa," Jimin said as the student walked away smiling.
Oppa? Oppa?! What the heck?!
"So Jungkookie, shall we celebrate your test?" Jimin was smiling from ear to ear, his hair a bit messy and cheeks red.
"Did you have sports class, hyung?"
"No, why?"
"You just look..." then he saw something," hyung, I think there's a bruise on your neck."
Jimin's hand shot to his neck, covering the small mark,"oh, it's nothing, let's go for a bubble tea, it's on me."
They were walking to a bubble tea place, not far from their school. The weather, this month has been so far nice. Not too cold, with only few rainy days. This afternoon turned out to be sunny, the trees were colored in yellow and rusty shades, the leaves rustling in the refreshing breeze.
"Hyung, this might be a weird question," Jungkook started," but, do you have any female friends?" He asked a little bit embarrassed by the audacity of the question.
Jimin giggled and jokingly punched Jungkook's shoulder,"are you looking for a girlfriend?"
Jungkook could feel his cheeks slowly getting red," not necessarily, I think it would be nice to have some female friends."
Oh God, why did I even ask?
"Female friends, right... And what would you want to do with those female friends?" Jimin was clearly mocking him now.
"Ah, forget it hyung..."
"I'm just joking Jungkook-a. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but none of the girls I know are friends with me. I'm surprised none of the girls have approached you by now."
"Surprised? Why?"
"Oh come on, you know you are a looker."
"I'm what?"
"I'm sure girls like your appearance, there's not a lot of attractive guys in our school. You are a trophy boy, you know."
"Wait... what?"
"They must fight over who gets to talk to you first. Or maybe they are intimidated by your good looks."
"Are you making fun of me?"
"Oh, you are so oblivious to your surroundings. The guys here hate you, because they know that all the girls must be crazy over you. But I don't hate you, actually I thought you were so cute, that I had to go and talk to you."
"A...are you serious?"
"Yes."
They walked in silence for a while, when Jimin started," so you get lonely at night?"
"Hyung!" Jungkook couldn't believe his ears.
"We are both guys, we deal with the same issues, don't be so uptight."
Jungkook was surprised, he would talk about these things only with Yugyeom. But he isn't here... And I can't be bothering him with phone calls every day.
"Uh, lately... I don't know why, maybe because I'm getting older and many things are changing... I tend to respond to things more... I mean I get more excited, in "that" way."
"Jungkookie is turning into an adult," Jimin chuckled.
He was embarrassed, but felt like he could talk to Jimin about these things. He was so friendly, Jungkook has never made a friend this quickly. Just knowing him for few days, he was already talking about personal stuff.
"I had a girlfriend," he said, putting hands into his pockets, because the breeze got colder," but that was back in Busan."
Jimin had puzzled look on his face." Was it a serious relationship?"
"She was my first girlfriend."
"You must've loved her so much, right?" They'd gotten to the bubble tea place and Jimin held the door open for Jungkook.
There was a silence, he wasn't sure how to answer.
"Don't worry Jungkookie, you will find a new one soon."
Maybe, I don't want to find one...
"Let's go and order, hyung."
When he got back home, he felt a lot happier than he did in the morning. Hanging out with Jimin seemed to improve his mood every time. And he did well on his test yesterday, all that studying paid off. He had the apartment to himself, his parents were still at work.
He took off his uniform jacket, standing in front of the mirror in his room. He reached to loosen up the knot of his tie. His hand stopped.
Oh yes, it wasn't me, who tied this perfect knot. He smirked at his reflection. Maybe I should take extra care to tie it very sloppily every morning. He supressed a chuckle and took off rest of his clothes. He was determinded to solve the issue of his wet dreams.
He turned on his computer and searched for some porn videos. I gotta get these strange impulses out of me. It's not normal. Since he'd come to Seoul, he hasn't had an opportunity to take care of his sexual urges. All he's been dealing with, was stress in school, no free time, lack of sleep and anxiety. His brain wouldn't switch off.
He clicked on the first video. He found it quite arousing, but his body wasn't responding much. He clicked on another video, with the same result. Then another, nothing. He banged his fist down on the table in frustration, closed all of the internet tabs and walked into the bathroom.
Fine, if thinking about him yesterday in the shower, got me hard, why don't I test it out again. I don't care anymore. If I'm twisted like this, then be it.
He'd slammed the bathroom door, locking it and turned the faucet on. The hot water started to fog up the mirror.
In the bus, this morning he asked Taehyung out for a coffee. Taehyungs's presence seemed to affect him in different ways. He hated his company, because he was making him really nervous, he hated him, because for some reason he felt magnetized by him. On the other hand, one part of himself was really excited when he was with him. And then another part was disgusted.
I just have to get over it. Nobody has to know, it's not like I want to make out with him...
That single thought gave him goosebumps all over his body, despite standing in the steaming shower. A small moan escaped his mouth. He closed his eyes, lifted his chin up, letting the water splash his face. His breathing got faster...
Maybe, I would want to make out with him. He imagined, how soft Taehyung's lips must be, how kissing his neck would feel like. He tried to imagine his scent again, the sound of his deep voice.
He felt like he was about to faint again, for the third time today. His body was ablaze, his breathing erratic. He was moaning involuntarily, the faint sound covered by the sound of water running. He was overwhelmed by the sensation in his body. He had no idea, he could get this turned on just by thinking about making out with someone. His body was seized by intense pleasure, leaving him moaning and panting.
Oh yes, Kim Taehyung, I wonder how you taste like... If only you knew, what you are doing to me... But I love every bit of it... you bastard...