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“Four-eyes, you finished that physics assignment, right?” Jeongguk calls him nonchalantly, lean figure resting against the lockers in front of Kim Taehyung’s, who was currently retrieving his textbooks and shoving them into his bookbag.
Taehyung blows his bangs out from his face, pushing up his glasses.
“‘Course I did, you’d kill me if I didn’t.” He states simply, shoving the finished assignment onto Jeongguk’s chest. “Don’t copy it word for word, Mr. Kwon is anal about copying.”
That was just Taehyung’s everyday routine. Jeon Jeongguk hasn’t completed a single homework assignment, review packet, essay in seemingly months. Not with Kim Taehyung around, absolutely submissive and terrified of the younger boy despite the age difference. Taehyung was skinny, body lanky and small. He wore clothing much too large for his tiny frame, hair always in disheveled curls, thick large frames perched atop of his nose bridge.
He was the perfect target.
Sure he was occasionally sassy, threw in a snarky remark here and there but he never once did anything about Jeon Jeongguk’s prying eyes on his test sheet during calculus.
He knew better not to, if he did, there would be consequences.
Jeongguk likes to think of it as something akin to a trade-off. Taehyung does all of Jeongguk’s school work, and in return, Jeongguk doesn’t beat the living shit out of him.
So every morning, Jeongguk waits impatiently at Taehyung’s locker, foot tapping in irritance and he inwardly curses the older boy for taking so damn long. His excuse for being late was always something that was awfully pleasant and sweet of him that made Jeongguk absolutely sick to his stomach.
And sure his caring personality was rather admirable, but Jeongguk’s grade in physics was far from it.
It isn’t anything out of the ordinary for Taehyung to be shoved up against a locker, Jeongguk’s fingers grasped tightly against the older boy’s collar.