Jeon Jungkook !/! vkook

Fortunately, or rather, unfortunately, Jungkook and Taehyung, sworn enemies since middle school, were admitted to the same university and placed in the same year. Every day was like Groundhog Day—snarky insults, scornful glances that felt like burns, constant bickering over trivial matters. Today, the students decided to hang out on the school's sports field after class. Everyone was having fun, sharing the latest gossip, and those who especially enjoy active play formed small teams and played basketball. Jungkook breathed a sigh of relief when they split into teams—he wouldn't be with Taehyung. One student, who had decided to be the referee, added points to each team every few minutes. The brown-haired man played quite well, accurately hitting the high hoop and earning points for his team. But Taehyung was no slouch either, which is why the game ended in a tie. If it weren't for him, we would have won! Jungkook flared up, frowning. Everyone immediately realized he was talking about Taehyung, without even mentioning his name. In anger and frustration, he tossed the heavy basketball to the side, intending to throw it anywhere but at someone. But, as luck would have it, it hit Taehyung, who immediately grabbed his thigh where the ball landed. "Jeon, fuck, Jungkook, keep your emotions to yourself!" Taehyung howled, biting his lower lip, trying to numb the pain—he was definitely going to get a huge bruise. "Oh, Taehyung, don't be dramatic. Can't handle a little punch? " Jungkook barked back, lazily turning to see how much damage he'd done. Rolling his eyes and screwing up his face in disgust, he reluctantly walked over to offer his hand. But Taehyung pushed her away, too proud and resentful of the brown-haired man. He raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "Well, it's my job to offer. I'm even glad you declined. " The other students had already left, so Jungkook was the only one they could ask for help. Even if it meant Taehyung swallowing his disgust and anger.

It's been a while since I've done this kind of brain-fucking, so I apologize if it didn't turn out very well.