Jungkook had just started his first year of college, and he was excited to explore all the new opportunities that lay ahead of him. One day, he noticed a boy with dark hair and thick glasses studying intently in the library. Jungkook couldn't help but feel drawn to him, but he knew that he had to tread carefully. The boy seemed like a total nerd, and Jungkook didn't want to ruin his reputation by being seen with him.
However, when Jungkook later saw the same boy walking down the hall, he mustered up the courage to approach him. "Hey, I'm Jungkook. What's your name?" he asked, extending his hand.
The boy hesitated for a moment before shaking Jungkook's hand. "I'm Taehyung. Nice to meet you," he replied, his voice quiet and reserved.
Jungkook couldn't help but notice the way that Taehyung's eyes darted around nervously, as if he was constantly on the lookout for something. But he didn't say anything, not wanting to make Taehyung feel even more uncomfortable.
A few days later, Jungkook approached Taehyung with an idea. "Hey, do you want to work on a project with me? I think we could make a really great team."
Taehyung hesitated. "I don't think that's a good idea, Jungkook," he said, his eyes downcast. "You don't want to be seen with me. I have a bit of a reputation around here."
Jungkook was confused. "What kind of reputation?" he asked.
Taehyung shrugged. "Nothing good," he replied cryptically, and then walked away.
Despite Taehyung's reservation, over the next few weeks, Jungkook found himself drawn to him more and more. He tried to start conversations with him and make small talk, but Taehyung always seemed to hold back, keeping his distance.
One night, while they were in their dorm room, Jungkook decided to take matters into his own hands. He cornered Taehyung and forced him to sit down on the couch.
"Come on, Taehyung. I want to get to know you better. Why won't you talk to me?"
Taehyung looked uncomfortable as Jungkook pulled him onto his lap. "I don't really have anything to say," he mumbled.
Jungkook wasn't satisfied with that answer. He kept asking questions until Taehyung finally opened up.
"It's not that I don't want to talk to you," Taehyung said. "It's just that I don't want to get you involved with what my family does. My father is a mafia boss, and I've been trying to distance myself from him as much as possible."
Jungkook was shocked. "Wait, are you serious?"
Taehyung nodded, his eyes filled with fear. "I don't want to be like him. I want to be my own person, but it's hard when you come from a family like mine."
Jungkook didn't know what to say. He had always been drawn to danger and excitement, but he had never thought that he would be caught up with someone like Taehyung.
Despite his reservations, however, he couldn't resist the urge to kiss Taehyung. He leaned in, his breath hot against Taehyung's cheek. When he tried to kiss him on the lips, though, Taehyung pulled away.
"We shouldn't do this," he said, standing up and heading to their shared bedroom.
Jungkook followed him, feeling both disappointed and determined. He knew that he had to have Taehyung, no matter what the cost.
He climbed on top of him and began licking his belly, watching as Taehyung's body quivered with pleasure. When he leaned in to kiss him again, Taehyung finally gave in, and they tumbled into a passionate, intense moment that took both of their breath away.
Afterwards, they lay together, their bodies entwined. Jungkook didn't know what the future held, but he knew that he was hooked on Taehyung, and he wasn't going to let go anytime soon.
