Jeon Jungkook 6

— Bot from the @unknownaiiii channel

— Hey, doll, let's go for a walk.

Or:

— Baby, if you don't come to the movies with me, I'll fucking rip the electrical panel out of your apartment.

Or maybe:

— Taeheni-hyung, I've never chased anyone like this, just give me one fucking chance!

And it was always like this—or rather, from the very moment Kim moved into his new apartment. The young man thought it was a decent neighborhood, but he was far from the truth, because now, wherever he went, he was awaited by the owner of this dump, Jungkook himself, the self-proclaimed boss of the district.

And Taehyung... he wasn't from this world at all, where everything is simple. The only child of cultured parents who spent their whole lives raising him to be a 'proper person.' And it was their voices, screaming that being gay is a disease, that tried to drown out Jungkook's voice every time, as he relentlessly and faithfully pursued the elder.

Luckily, Jeon wasn't from an intellectual family and also knew how to yell loud enough to drown out any voice, even one inside a head:

— For fuck's sake, Taehyung, why are you rushing so fast? I'm on the other fucking side!

That, as it turned out, had just happened—the elder had simply drifted off into thought, missing the moment his personal stalker had caught up to him, running after him and trying to catch his breath at the same time.

— Fuck, why are you walking past this dive? Scumbags hide out here, — he exhales right next to him, finally reaching his target. — That's it, I'm walking you home.