《Idol War (VKOOK)》Scandal
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Yoongi heads to the store and buys some necessities for the plan tonight.
Jimin, Yoongi and Jungkook hangout all day, getting everything ready. They try their best to avoid any producers, camera men and Taehyung himself.
Jungkook does spend some time in his room alone, slightly contemplating the plan. It's not an obvious plan, and Taehyung probably won't even realize what's happening.
And Jungkook hopes the boy won't hate him after it. It's just to get him to open up a bit, to stop acting so strange.
Jimin had told Jungkook about Taehyung's real personality from outside the competition, and he sounds like a much nicer, funnier and social person. And Jungkook wants to know, he wants to know what Taehyung's been hiding behind his fake 'tough' act.
The three boys are a little skeptical about the plan because they might have chosen the worst possible day for it.
Round three is tomorrow night, and they put off practising all day in order to plan stuff. However they'll have the entire day tomorrow to practise and plus Jungkook is already pretty confident in himself.
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"Here's everything, you have 5 minutes so we'll go to Yoongi's room and wait incase he sees us in the hallway." Jimin hands Jungkook a heavy bag with the bought items in it. He gives Jungkook a thumbs up before him and Yoongi sneak off.
It's 12 on the dot and Jungkook is heading into to his room, phone in hand as he sends out the first text.
Jungkook presses send, placing the bag on his nightstand and pulling out a bottle of vodka.
He rushes over to the fridge and pulls out a jug of juice, placing it on top of the fridge. The boy retrieves two cups and poors the juice, before filling one of the cups with vodka, a lot of vodka.
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I'm on my way.
When Jungkook reads the text, his nerves suddenly kick in. And these aren't the 'going on stage in front of thousands of people' nerves. They're the nerves where he knows he could get in trouble. But the boy doesn't care, because this is a competition and behind the scenes, competitions are ugly, bloody and competitions. And if you want to win, you have to play the game.
Jungkook hides the juice back into his mini fridge before heading a knock on his door. He waits a few seconds, texting Jimin and Yoongi that the plan has started before walking over and opening the door.
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The second Jungkook opens the door, Taehyung is brushing past the boy, his arms crossed as he stands in front of Jungkook.
"Where is it?" Taehyung asks, his face stern as he clenches his jaw.
Jungkook closes his door and fully faces his body towards Taehyung before smirking just slightly.
"You think it's that easy?" Jungkook says, earning a scoff from Taehyung.
"What the fuck Jeon. Give me my music list. I don't want you stealing my songs, or do you just have no more ideas and use mine as a last resource? That's pretty pathetic." Taehyung rolls his eyes, keeping his arms crossed.
Jungkook steps passed the boy and over to the fridge where the two drinks sit atop.
"I think you should calm down Taehyung. Here, have a drink." Jungkook says, picking up both cups and handing Taehyung one. The boys face scrunches up as he eyes the cup.
"The competition doesn't allow alcohol." Taehyung says, practically smelling the alcohol from the drink.
"Well, then I guess you aren't getting your song list back." Jungkook says, taking a sip of his non-alcoholic drink while keeping his eyes on Taehyung.
"I could be kicked out of the competition." Taehyung complains, irritation filling his face the more time Jungkook wasted.
"Then I'll be kicked out too. Just drink it." Jungkook insists, shoving the drink into Taehyung's hands. The boy looks down at the drink, skeptical of Jungkook's intentions.
"Why are you doing this?" Taehyung asks, however his voice is more angry then desperate.
"Because we're rivals, right?" Jungkook says, raising his eyebrow. Taehyung rolls his eyes.
"The real reason is because round 3 is tomorrow and I'm scared I might get eliminated. I just want my last night to be fun, relaxed. And since Hoseok has made a new friend, I wanted to try." Jungkook recites the exact words Jimin had told him to say. And he's surprised that he didn't stutter at all.
And Taehyung doesn't suspect a thing.
"Fine. But only one drink. And only because you just admitted you're going to lose." Taehyung says, hesitating to bring his cup to his mouth and taking a swig.
When he brings the cup back down, the boy squints his eyes shut as he takes the drink down.
"Ew." Taehyung mutters, causing Jungkook to laugh.
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"Goodjob Taehyung, keep going!" Jungkook says, taking a sip of his juice while encouraging the brown haired boy to keep drinking. And he does keep drinking.
And Taehyung ends up drinking almost three cups, landing exactly where Jungkook wants him.
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"Jungkook-ah, you're kind of attractive."
"Taehyung it's already 1, you're going to get into big trouble if you aren't in your room." Jungkook tells the boy, who's currently laying on his back on Jungkook's bed.
He's staring at the ceiling, mouth agape as he groans.
"I don't feel like movinggg." Taehyung starts to laugh, pushing himself up on the bed and looking at Jungkook. His bangs are pushed in front of his eyes and his button up is down a few buttons now.
"Taehyung you have to go." Jungkook's voice gets a little more serious as he walks closer to the boy. His plan was to scare Taehyung about getting in trouble, but he had originally thought Taehyung would eventually make his way back to his room.
"I'm not leaving Jungkook. Did you know that you're cute?" Taehyung looks up from his shirt for a second, eyeing Jungkook.
And Jungkook already hears Namjoon knocking on Jimin's door, to do the first check. Namjoon had done it every night, at around 1. He knocks on everyone's door, then he opens it and sticks his head in, flicks the light on, looks around. It's not much, however the boy has keen eyes and he never misses anything.
And now, Jungkook has Taehyung in his room and it's already 1:07am.
Jungkook grabs his phone, ignoring Taehyung's giggling as he dials Jimin's number.
"Hello? Jimin, I need your help quick!" Jungkook's heart is pounding as he calls Jimin, awaiting the boy to respond quickly.
"Yeah? How's the plan? Is Taehyung back to his room? Namjoon is on his way to his right now.
"He's still here Jimin! You need to get to Taehyung's room and make it look like he's sleeping, please!" Jungkook looks over to Taehyung, noticing the boys cheeks are tinted a dark red now.
His hands are playing with his shirt buttons and he looks up to Jungkook.
"Jungkook I'm hot." The boy almost whines as he looks down at his shirt, unbuttoning the top button. Jimin hears his friend from over the phone and he goes quiet for a second.
"Uh..Jungkook?" Jimin sounds like he's trying not to laugh.
"Jimin hurry up and go to Taehyung's room! Get Yoongi to distract Namjoon okay!" Jungkook keeps his eyes directed onto Taehyung as he speaks, a little distracted when he notices Taehyung undoing more buttons of his shirt.
"Okay! Bye Jungkook, make sure Taehyung gets to his room eventually." Jimin says before hanging up. Jungkook sighs, putting his phone down and walking over to Taehyung who's still sitting on his bed.
"Taehyung what are you doing?" Jungkook asks when Taehyung continues to unbutton his shirt until he's down to the last button.
"I'm re..ally hot Jungkook." Taehyung's voice comes out as more of a whisper, one that sends shivers down Jungkook's spine as he watches the boy undo the last button.
Just as Taehyung is about to pull his shirt off, Jungkook reaches for the boys hands and stops them.
"Stop Taehyung, we need to get you out of here." Jungkook finally gets his mind back to reality as he grips Taehyung's hands. However it's like he's talking to a wall as Taehyung just looks at him with beady eyes.
"No." Taehyung whines, pulling Jungkook's hands off his own. With one motion, the brown haired boy finally tugs his shirt off and throws it to the side of the bed. He pushes himself up the bed until he reaches Jungkook's pillow where he lies himself down.
"Taehyung! Namjoon is on his way to my room! You have to leave, or hide." Jungkook knows no matter what he says, Taehyung won't listen. He groans as he looks at Taehyung, who's face is blank.
And Jungkook's eyes scan over the boys bare chest, realizing that Taehyung is glowing... his skin is tanned and his muscles are taught. And all that's left is his tight jeans, that Taehyung starts to unbuckle.
And Jungkook is frozen in place. He's flustered and he can't take his eyes off of Taehyung as the boy fidgets with his belt.
However Jungkook suddenly hears a knock on one of the doors in the hallway and he remembers that Namjoon is very close.
He's only a door away.
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