I’m Asking for Science
Warning: Explicit/Internalized Homophobia/Homophobic language
Chapter 15: They’re Supposed to Represent Gay Shit
Jungkook gulped nervously, his hand wrapping around the door handle and pulling it open a little too eagerly. It slammed back against the wall, and Jungkook fumbled to catch it to keep it from ricocheting and slamming into Taehyung. Fuck. So awkward. Stop being so awkward. Jungkook laughed stupidly and stood up straight, pushing the stray shoes at the entryway toward the small shelf holding his collection of Jordans, loafers, dress shoes, and converse and raised his eyes to Taehyung. It took him a second for his brain to register the sight in front of him- Taehyung was smiling coolly, his hair a gorgeous shock of red- and he was holding a… bouquet?