Trap boy

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Word count: Rating: [A] [F?] Description: in which Jungkook is an underage boy who finds interest in the trap addicted boy next door. ✴ Jungkook's head darted up. It was always the same thing over and over everyday. Same time. Same songs over and over. However, this didn't tick the raven off. He actually started to find a liking to the certain genre of music known as trap. Everyday at around 3:00 pm, trap music would start blaring through windows and walls from the house next door. The house wasn't that big but neither was it too small. It was homed to two young men, maybe around their mid twenties. Both males were littered in tattoos and piercings. Their demeanor and vibe just radiated the essence of 'cool'. They were definitely badass. Jungkook's found interest in them both, the mere sight of them brightened up his mood. You could say that he saw them as role models or idols. They would definitely suit the role. The eldest of the two is named minho. He was a tall male with chocolate brown hair that sat neatly in contrast to the boy himself, he was tall and had tattoos rocking his body at every inch. An eyebrow and lip piercing. Many people couldn't pull it off but Minho definitely did. He was extremely handsome , Jungkook's had to admit but if there was one person that made Jungkook's heart beat like crazy... It would be Minho's boyfriend, Kim Taehyung. Perfectly tall and slender male that had tattoos littering his body as well but there was one tattoo that stuck out the most Jungkook, it was a tattoo of a spray can on Taehyung's arm with the words 'Bullshit repellent - Works fast.' Inked in fancy cursive font. Of course Jungkook laughed his ass off when he saw it because he thought it was absolute genius. Taehyung had blonde messy hair with dark brown streaks everywhere. His eyes were a light green and a tongue ring adorned his gorgeous slender tongue. He always rocked sleeveless shirts in order to show off his tattoos with skinny jeans doc martens. Occasionally Timberlands. He probably owned every color. Red. White. Black and so on but if there was one shoe that Taehyung rocked the most.... Was his bright pink Tims. Jeon Jungkook sighed as he imagined the boy, wishing he could only be that cool but that would never happen. I mean, he was a sixteen year old hoping for a relationship with an almost twenty six year old who was way out of his league. Besides, Taehyung had a gorgeous boyfriend who matched in him perfectly. Why would he look anywhere else? "Namjoon!!! Those ratchet boys are playing that ugly music again!!" The sixteen year old shook his head as he heard his father scream from downstairs. Yes, Jungkook had two fathers, son to gays. His 'dad' being Namjoon and his 'mum' being thee seokjin. "What do you want me to do jinnie?! This is a free country! They pay rent just like us! They're just kids!" Namjoon screams from down the hall but his voice getting louder as he approached the smallers room but stopped immediately when he noticed his son sitting by the window with a book in his hand. "Hey baby boy.. " Namjoon gave a dimple smile to his son before walking in and bending down to plant a soft kiss to his forehead and walked out again. Jungkook smiled to himself at the affection. He was a sucker for it. "I don't care even if they were baby's in diapers! Go over and say something right now!" Seokjin screamed and that's when the sixteen year olds eyes largened at the words. Embarrassment hitting him like a truck. If his dad went over and complained, would they look at him funny? Wouldn't they shun him and ignore him forever if his dad had told them to stop listening to what they loved ?! As it is, Jungkook was already on a talking basis with Minho, and by talking basis... He means the occasional 'nods of the heads' when they came out to throw away their trash. And the smaller was determined to talk to the gorgeous man , Kim Taehyung, that haunted his every thought. Without a further thought, Jungkook's ran downstairs just in time to find Namjoon with his leg out the door. "Dad! Wait!" The raven yelled, catching the attention of both his parents in the kitchen. "What is it honey... Are you feeling sick?" Jin asks curiously before stepping forward and placing the back of his hand on his sons forehead before leaning in to place a soft gentle kiss on the boys cheeks. Jungkook's automatically smiles at the affection but instantly shakes his head. "No, I just... Don't want you to go to the Kids next door." The raven says nervously as he toyed with the hem of his t shirt. He had no idea as to why he was so nervous about the whole situation but nonetheless it caused jin to look at him as If he had grown a third eye. "Why not? They're disturbing the neighborhood." His dad says with an eyebrow raised, jungkook look away nervously. He couldn't just not fulfill his dad's wishes, after all, he loved his dad and he never wanted him to suffer or be disappointed. "Er, yeah.... Its just that.... 'I' want to go next door and tell them that they're making noise." The raven almost face palmed at the situation. I mean, he couldn't even have the courage to look one of them in the eye without going into a screaming girly fit, how was he suppose to act when he actually went to their house and spoke to them? "Oh yeah sure honey, make friends is what I always say!" - Jungkook let out a shaky breath, his fragile body shaking at the force and stared at the beautiful door before him. His heart beating so quick and fast knowing that two beautiful males stood right behind that door. 'He' stood seconds away from meeting the guy he's loved for so long, face to face. The raven slowly took soft breaths before clearing his mind and preparing himself to see one of the gorgeous men he's been admiring for so long. And then he stretched his arm out and pressed the house bell, its unfamiliar 'ding dong' echoed throughout the entire house. Suddenly the music was lowered slightly... And that's when the fear and nervousness settled withing Jungkook. The door finally opened and that's when Jungkook's felt his heart pop into his mouth. The moment... Light green eyes bore back into his eyes.
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