Pastel x Bad Boy ∣ ᴠᴋᴏᴏᴋ

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- ʟᴜɴᴀ
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It's been a week since the incident.

Jungkook had rushed off in an annoyed and confused hurry. Taehyung had caught him completely off guard and the fact pissed him off to no end.

Jeon Jungkook never loses, never runs, and always leaves with the bigger end of the bargain. That was just who he was, a winner someone who never took no for an answer.

So why the hell was a freaky nobody like Taehyung able to outsmart him?

He racked his fingers through his dark locks and grumbled angrily to himself. His mood had been especially foul since that day and it was as if he was stuck in some sort of self created, inescapable slump.

He was never like this. He didn't let trivial things bother him, and could take a punch if necessary. But this, this anger and embarrassment was a feeling Jungkook could not stand.

The feeling of being a loser.

It stressed him out to no end and he couldn't get that stupid voice out of his head.

The surprisingly deep tone and softness that had ever so casually asked him for his name. It played in his head like an alarm; over and over again every hour on the hour, Jungkook could hear that stupid voice.

I'd like to know your name too.

Yoongi watched the distressed bully curiously, he couldn't help but be entertained by his friend's internal struggle. It was like watching some sort of secret battle, a battle that only Jungkook could feel the results of but that Yoongi could clearly see playing out through his expressions.

Leaning back in his chair he eyed Jungkook again and shook his head at the ridiculousness of his erratic state.

"Still mad about that kid?" He asked, lazily placing his hands behind his head.

Jungkook snapped out of his trance and looked at his curious friend with an annoyed and hostile expression.

"No." He said as sharply as he could (though a bit more shaky than he had hoped for), looking away a second later. He had never been very good at lying and he knew that his unsure facial expression was a dead giveaway.

Yoongi let out a short laugh and rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say kid. Just don't let it get to you so much. You can always just kick his ass next time."

Annoyed, Jungkook sucked his teeth and grumbled quietly to himself. Just as bitter and angry as before.

His friend sighed before sitting up straight and trying again, this time with a different approach. "You want me to help out this time? Back you up?"

Jungkook paused and tapped his fingers on the desk in front of him in a rhythmic pattern. The beat was calming and he began to form a plan, working through every possibility.

After a moment of silence and a few noises of self-agreement Jungkook finally had formulated the perfect plan.

Track, trap and attack.

It was fool proof, there was no way that annoying kid would be able to escape both of them. Plus there was no way Yoongi would ever fall for some kind of mind games of manipulation. The guy was way to stoic and strategic for that.