SPACE ;; TAEGGUK

twenty

"that's something i'd
do and you know it."

"yeah, i do." jeongguk
laughed, shaking his head
as he got up from his seat and
stared at his acquaintance.
he'd never really talked
to someone as much as he'd
talked to park jimin, sure it was
forced but nothing jeongguk
couldn't handle. at first, he'd
hated it, would have liked him to
back off and keep out of his way
but that didn't really work because
park jimin was for too clingy and
he wouldn't listen but after a
while, it wasn't too bad.

he was a bit dim in the
head but jeongguk found
it pretty funny, he had to give
him that.

"go get that dick, bye!"
jimin sang, skipping out of the
door.

jeongguk sighed and
picked up his other bag,
hooking it on his shoulder before
he too walked out of his maths class
and down the corridor towards
the art block.

_____________

once he'd eaten his lunch,
jeongguk patiently sat, silently
waiting for the year sevens
to file in. taehyung hadn't
arrived yet and he was stuck
gazing up at the displayed
art work on the walls.

he'd never say they
were anything but exquisite.
everyday he saw them,
he'd admire them in his
head, told himself a silent
prayer of approval. not that the
pieces needed it so, art was
people's perspectives,
each painting was a student's
unique interpretation, it was
so interesting to take it. to
acknowledge that no two were
replicas. he could gaze at them
for an eternity, could absorb
the way they saw things
forever. jeongguk wished to
know their view point, their
vivid sight and their picture,
the sounds they heard,
the air they breathed, everything
they smelt, touched, felt.
he knew it all, he saw it all in the
portraits on the wall. so much
potential, so much room for
improvement, yet simultaneously,
so much talent.

he.. was dreading talking to
mr kim.

he didn't know where they
stood or where they
would stand for that matter.

whether or not he'd be
able to face him after
what he'd done the other
night. if taehyung ever found
out, he'd die of embarrassment.

he'd be six feet under.

jeongguk was assured that
his teacher didn't know,
so it was fine.

but jesus, his words
kept repeating themselves
in his head. they were
stuck there, replaying in
a continuous loop, the lust
that he'd felt in those few,
dire moments was unlike
anything he'd felt in his
life.

it was so, so wrong.

"hey mister!" a small voice
piped from beside him, jeongguk
quickly averting his gaze to the
tiny person that stood beside him.

a short girl with
flame red ginger hair and
a cute button nose frowned
down at him, her brows
furrowed her eyes flickered
over jeongguk.

"you're sat in my seat!"
she shrieked, pointing a
chubby hand at the older.

jeongguk widened his eyes
at her boisterous aura,
he followed her skinny arm
down to where she pointed,
was it really that much of a
problem to find another
seat? i mean come on how
petty could she be-

"get out of my seatttttt!"
she screamed, kicking the
back of jeongguk's
chair.

"okay, okay! geez." jeongguk
scoffed at her horrible attitude,
someone needed to talk
some sense into these damn
year sevens.