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The Most Dangerous Game

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"You've gotta check this out! You're such a goody goody and this game could change that!" Jimin's voice came through the phone a half step lower than it normally was in real life. He had been going on and on about how this game could change how cautious Jungkook was. "I'll send you a link"

Jungkook was sitting in front of his computer going through pictures for yearbook before Jimin called him in a frantic excitement over some game.

"What even is it?" Jungkook asked as he clicked out of his files, taking note of what he needed to get at tonight's football game.

He wasn't on the team, but Jimin was. Jungkook was more into soccer and track than getting tackled and having concussions every other day. That didn't mean he was oblivious to the fact that high school football was the sport everyone cared about most. That's why he took the most pictures there.

"It's called Nerve. It's like truth or dare without the truths. You get money and everything! Just try it, just because it isn't Overwatch doesn't mean it won't be good." Jimin playfully teased, the link popping up in their chat.

Jungkook clicked on it and without warning a video started playing. Bright images and a spine-tingling monotone voice asked him a simple question.

"Watcher or Player?"

Jungkook looked at Jimin through the computer screen for guidance. Since it was a Skype call he could still see him even with another tab open.

"Pick player." Jimin said shortly, getting straight to the point as if he was excited.

"Hello, welcome to Nerve. You have chosen player. Nerve is a direct democracy. Watchers decide your dares and the two players with the most views by the end of the regulation will advance to the final round where the winner takes all. Watchers can watch from anywhere but are encouraged to film live so don't be alarmed."

Jungkook shifted uncomfortably at the creepy voice and weird montages of images flashed through his screen at him.

"There are three rules: one, all dares must be recorded by the players. two, if dare has failed to be completed for any reason you are out of the game and become a watcher. three, snitches get stitches. Thank you for keeping Nerve a secret, good luck!" The images of people doing dares and neon graphics came to a plain black screen asking to connect Nerve to his phone, social media, and bank account. Then another screen telling him they will create a dare based off his social media and for him to wait a few hours.

"This seems shady Chim..." Jungkook watches the screen glitch now and then.

"I haven't been hacked nor has Namjoon. It's fine. Your first dare should come either at the game or after so come with us to get something to eat after." Jimin told Jungkook, not asked. They were good enough friends to where asking if the wanted to hang out was an obvious answer: yes.

"Alright. Let me in the locker room at 5 so I can get a picture of the team before you guys head out?" Jimin nodded, calling Jungkook a nerd.

They were both pretty popular. Jimin being the quarterback and Jungkook being the captain of the soccer team and star runner. That didn't stop Jimin from making fun of him for doing yearbook.

After taking the picture he needed he left and went to the stands with Namjoon and his older brother Seokjin. Seokjin was three years older than him, but he came to football games to help Jungkook with yearbook or help the coach. He was a star player back when he was in school which was only two years ago since Jungkook was a junior.

Jimin and Namjoon were seniors, leaving Jungkook without his two best friends next year in the fall. They had always been friends, despite the year age difference. The years when Jungkook was still in middle or elementary school while the two elders were ahead of him in another school was always rough, but tolerable.

"Here they come!" Namjoon shouted as the players started the run out.

That stupid Nerve game had completely left his mind until he saw Jimin buck-naked, running across the field while he filmed himself. He almost laughed at such a sight, until Jungkook realized the consequences of public nudity.

"What is he doi-" Seokjin gasped, covering his mouth and stopping mid-sentence in shock. He had no idea Nerve existed so he had no way of connecting the pieces. Not that Jungkook minded if his brother knew they were playing a game like that he would have his head on a stick.

The three of them waited for something to happen, but the game went on without Jimin.

'Meet me at the restaurant. Be there in a half hour.'

Jungkook glances down at the text, wondering what trouble Jimin got himself into for a stupid game.

Little did Jungkook know he'd be getting himself into even more for this stupid little game.

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"They suspended me for a week, but-" He paused to chomp on his fries. "They didn't kick me off the team and I got over 50,000 views!" Jimin asserted in pure excitement. They managed to make it to the restaurant without Seokjin asking any more questions.

"That was bold, I wouldn't even kiss a stranger let alone be naked in front of a thousand." Jungkook's grin fell when his phone dinged and started buzzing with every passing second. He picked up his phone to see the same screen he had seen on his computer when he had chosen player. Only this time it had a dare with the choices of accepting or declining.

Kiss A Random Stranger: $300

Accept   Decline

"Wait!" Jungkook screeched when Jimin pressed the button and the countdown of five minutes began. "I c-can't do that!"

"Yes, you can. This is such a simple little thing." Namjoon pointed over to a red-haired boy who looked slightly older than them. "Look, he's drinking banana milk and he was just on his phone talking about overwatch. Match made in heaven, go!"

Jungkook appreciated the effort Namjoon was making, but he knew he couldn't do it. Not without a challenge, and Jimin knew Jungkook all too well.

"C'mon, live a little. If you don't, I will for the hell of it. Let's see who stays in this game the longest." Jimin suggested, eyeing the two friends before him.

Jungkook wasn't sure why he was so shy and awkward when he hung out with the most popular kids in school, but that was the least of his worries. He only had three minutes left to kiss someone and he knew he'd be made fun of if he couldn't do just one dare.

"Are you gonna be a coward your whole life?" Jimin pressed on in all good fun. He loved Jungkook as a friend no matter what, but he knew he would need a push to get started, even if he quit the game after this single dare.

That sentence seemed to be enough to push Jungkook out of his seat and slide into the red-headed's booth. Jimin and Namjoon were filming his every move.

"You're hair is like, really, really, pretty." Jungkook stumbled to form a sentence, embarrassing or not. It was the best he could do.

"Yeah?" The voice came out deeper than Jungkook had expected and his voice was holding back a chuckle at his words. "Thank you."

Jungkook turned to Jimin and Namjoon with a beet red face to see them showing him the time he had left. 23 seconds...

Thinking on pure instinct, Jungkook grabbed the unknown's face and smashed his own lips onto the others. The stranger wasn't shy, nor inexperienced. His large hands gripped Jungkooks waist lightly on instinct and pulled him closer.

Inexperienced as he was, Jungkook nearly got lost in the kiss and forgot to film, opening his mouth on accident in alarm. He raised his camera just as the red-head squeezed his waist and pulled away.

Dare complete.

The haze where Jungkook was unbothered by the fact that he was kissing a random stranger was gone as he stared in front of him at the stranger. What the hell was he thinking? He wasn't a daredevil, nor someone to kiss random people.

The thing that scared Jungkook the most was that he liked it. Kiss aside, he enjoyed the thrill of it.

"S-S-" Jungkook shook his head and got up, his stuttering attempt at an apology slipped from his brain as the fight or flight action took effect and he stood up and left to his friends.

"Holy shit, you already have 1,000 views on your first dare!" Namjoon turned his phone to show Jungkook, who was flustered.

Jimin, on the other hand, was all about the kiss. "It said kiss, not make out!" Jimin clapped, a smile rising to his slim yet babyish face. "I'm proud."

Jungkook didn't forget the kiss, in fact, he kept looking over at the red-head. The gaze always being returned. However, he and his friends stayed and talked until Jimin received a dare and they all dispersed.

"You sure you don't need a ride to the party? It starts at 10 and it's only 7, I'm sure I can finish up this dare and come get you?" Jimin asked Namjoon had already left saying he had things to do before the party.

Jungkook shook his head."I live around the block. It's alright, I'll meet you there."

He still didn't have a car, living with just his brother made money a bit tight.

Jungkook started his walk home, not too concerned for his safety given he lives in the outskirts of the city.

"Need a ride?" The same red-head that he had kissed earlier was stopped on the side of the road, his foot holding up the motorcycle as it tilted.

"I-" His phone buzzed. The same sound it made when he received his first dare.

Ride To The City With Him: 1k

Accept   Decline

"Looks like we're a big hit with the watchers." Jungkook looked at the man's phone, noticing that he was dared to take him to the city. He smiled softly.

"What's your name?" Jungkook needed to know his name if he was going to be spending more than a kiss with him. As he was handed the helmet that the red-head was previously wearing, they guy looked up with a small smile.

"You can call me V until I think you are worthy enough of knowing my real name." The statement had confused Jungkook. V had said it as if it was a joke, but he was serious.

"W-what?" Jungkook squeaked softly as V pulled him onto the bike.

"What's your name?" V hadn't moved from his place quite yet, but it was obvious he was about to.

"J-Jungkook." Damn that nervous stutter of him.

"Well, J-Jungkook." V mocked, turning to smile slyly. "Calm down a bit, breathe. Your stuttering and erratic breathing are stressing me out."

He did as he was told, closing his eyes for a moment.

"Good. Now wrap your hands around my waist and promise me you won't let go." V coaxed Jungkook as if he was a scared animal.

"I'm not a scared little bunny, you know.." Jungkook scoffed, wrapping his arms around V's waist, ignoring the faint ab he could feel beneath his shirt.

"Never said you were, bun. You're shaking, figured a bit of small talk would make you think of me more as a friend rather than a random stranger you kissed and are being forced to go to the city with, but that's just my personal opinion." V's sense of humor was familiar to his own, and Jungkook admired that.

With that final statement, they both fell silent until they reached the city twenty minutes away.

"Where are you taking us?" Jungkook shouted in V's ear over the wind that was flying by them but his question was left unanswered until they slowed to a stop. That was when V held up his phone for Jungkook to see.

"Told me to come here." They were parked in front of a Gucci store.

"I-I don't have money to afford this stuff..." Jungkook protested when he saw his next dare.

Let Him Pick An Outfit For You: $500

Accept    Decline

"You will after I pick out your outfit?" V shrugged, a bit confused at the dares they were receiving. "You're new to this, but your fans are already shipping you with someone. Be glad they like you. Stick with me much longer and they'll have you do dares that scare the shit out of you."

V seemed to know the game well. It made sense to Jungkook that the more popular you get the more threatened people will feel. He hoped his fame wouldn't grow, but being with V had made his views skyrocket to the hundred thousand, surpassing Namjoon and almost Jimin in only a few hours.

They walked into the store side by side, yet never touching. He felt as if it was awkward to sit in silence but at the same time, it was peaceful. V gave him no reason to make him feel unsafe.

"Go to the dressing rooms, I'll pick out a few things for both of us. Get unchanged."

Jungkook stood there for a moment as V went off to pick stuff out quickly before the time ran out before he turned to the dressing room and undressed, reduced to sitting on the small bench with nothing but his underwear on when V knocked.

"Try these on. You're pretty petite but have some muscle so they might not be your size." He had arrived just in time, Jungkook had a minute to put on his clothes. Filthy comments about his body were being commented as he put on the skinny jeans and expensive looking button up. Most of them involved V fucking him until he screamed, which is chose to ignore.

Once the dare had been completed, he walked out to see V sitting out there with a suit on.

"You look so hot," V stated with no shame, only a smirk. "I would buy it for you just to take it off if the whole outfit wasn't $13,000." The sexual joke had to have been a playful mock to the watcher's comments on Jungkook's last dare due to his tone.

"This was a pointless dare," Jungkook huffed, turning to grab his actual clothes only to find an empty bad. "Did you take my clothes?"

V's eyebrows tilted and he shook his head. "Wait! Where's mine?" He looked around, but nobody had entered that part of the store since they got there.

Both their phones dinged, followed by a groan from both of them.

Leave The Store: 5k

Accept Decline

"What do we do?!" Jungkook looked up at V who was barely taller than him, but that little bit made a difference.

"We leave the store?" V looked at him as if he was stupid. "Just take the clothes off, we have underwear on."

"W-wait," Jungkook was in the process of taking off his clothes quickly, a pitiful whine of grief was all he could let out. "You've gotta be kidding me. I look so gross and now everyone gets to see it."

"Far from gross, Jungkook. I don't know you well, but you are beautiful. Inside and out. Now, as much as I'd love to point out everything that I adore about you even though I met you a few hours ago...we have less than two minutes to make it five stories down and out of this building so-"

"And I thought I was the one who rambled, oh my god." Jungkook interrupted, pulling V into a run that was probably faster than V was used to by the groan he let out.

"You run track or something?" V asked as they sprinted past the empty floor and to the elevator. Jungkook was nervous to be half naked around V and the random strangers in the busy floor beneath them, he figured if he ran fast it would be over quickly.

"Actually, best on the team." Jungkook came to a stop and slid into the elevator, his phone camera filming everything. As soon as they come to a stop he covers himself up.

"You were fine when we running, why not now?" V laughed, his stomach flexing when he laughed. He seemed perfectly fine being half naked in public, which wasn't surprising.

"When I was running no one could see me, plus it was empty there. Now we have to run through the mall with only a minute on the clock." Jungkook whispered, fidgeting. The elevator opened and V grabbed Jungkook's hand before coming up with a response and bolted.

Jungkook felt the eyes on him, making his face red and his heart race. He was so embarrassed and the only thing making it better was that V was doing it with him.

"Thirty seconds to make it halfway across here, track star. Lead the way" V shifted so that Jungkook could take the lead and potentially force V to run faster than he normally would.

They dodged people and other random objects until Jungkook saw the door. Forgetting about his socked feet, he didn't try and slow down a bit as V did. Instead, he slid into a vender's table, knocking himself and the table down, smacking his head against it with a bang. V scrambled back to pick Jungkook up and apologize to the man, making it out the door just as the timer stopped.

They then ran to the motorcycle just in case security or anyone was looking for them, finding the outfits they had tried on were paid for and in the bag.

Jungkook, despite his embarrassment, bleeding head, and his potential fear of getting arrested for public nudity, he was dying of laughter.

Jungkook wasn't sure if it was from the head injury he with stained or the fact that he was high on adrenaline, but he felt like a whole new person. He forgot about that party tonight, he forgot about the game, he forgot about everything at that moment and just had fun. He forgot the risks and let it happen.

"How hard did you hit your head?" V asked, both by Jungkook's sudden laughter and the fact that he was bleeding. It took a while for Jungkook to calm down, convincing V that he was witnessing the boy's mental breakdown.

Jungkook came down from his laughter as V helped him get his clothes on, trying to not get blood on his clothes.

"I'm fine." He winced, as he touched his wound. V shooked his head, grabbing some gauze pads from under his seat. "Sorry for laughing, I've never really done anything crazy like that. Made me feel cool."

"There's a good kind of crazy and a bad kind. Let's hope you don't experience the bad kind." Jungkook stayed silent after that because V had the gauze pads out.

"Hold this on your head. The wound doesn't look too bad, but we'll see." V looked concerned but didn't look as worried as he felt. He didn't want to worry the boy anymore.

His plan going out the window as his phone dinged, another dare popping up. His breath hitched.

Get Up To 60MPH Blindfolded: $10k

"Jungkook," V didn't press accept or decline, instead he showed Jungkook. Jungkook's eye widened into saucers.

"No, I'm not doing that. I just went through a store naked and lowkey gave myself a concussion. That's the furthest I'll go." Jungkook shook his head frantically, feeling as if he had gone through eight different emotions in the past ten minutes.

"I can't do it alone. We'll be safe, I promise. You have to be my eyes. You tell me left or right, slow or fast. You," He fixes Jungkook's collar. "are the one in control. If you give the right instruction, we live. If you make me leave you here, I die and you are out of the game."

Jungkook didn't care about winning or losing the game, he could care less. He just couldn't live with himself if he just let V die. Not that he even really knew him, but they seemed to be partnered together for a reason and Jungkook wouldn't mind having a friendship (or even more) with V.

"You owe me, oh my god. If we make it o-out a-alive-" Jungkook was trying to sound convincing but the shake of nervousness in his voice made him sound less intimidating.

"Breathe, you need to be calm so the both of us make it out of this alive. You're sweet, I wouldn't want you to die. I'm even considering hanging out with you all the time without the dares. So just breathe, and listen closely." Jungkook nodded, gulping. His heart was racing, and V being so calm was freaking him out almost as much as it was calming him.

V explained the nearest road that was straight and not too busy, and Jungkook took mental notes best he could. Just as V was about to press the button, Jungkook's phone dinged with another dare. He hesitated before clicking accept, they had already kissed before so doing it again wouldn't make a difference.

Kiss Him: $500

Accept Decline

"It can be just a peck, I just didn't-to get out o-of the-" Jungkook tried to come up with reasoning, but failed when V pressed his full lips against Jungkook's thin. V pulled Jungkook's jaw down a bit, making his mouth fall open so he could slide his tongue into Jungkook's mouth.

Jungkook, on the other hand, was in some sort of heaven. Even that would be a downgrade from how he felt. His hand that was free was scrambling for something to hold onto frantically while the other holding the camera was shaking.

How in the world had he gotten to this spot? He had never kissed anyone like this before, in his 16 years of life, except for small little pecks. Yet, here he was making out with some stranger he barely knew for the second time tonight.

Not that he didn't like V, it's just been fast. Maybe he was doing it for the views. Maybe they both were, but something about V's soft groan told him it wasn't just that.

He had no place to judge though, he was getting attached to some daredevil who he didn't even know the real name of, nor his past. Views or not, V had all the qualities Jungkook had dreamed of and he couldn't help but not want this crazy night to end, even if he was having a panic attack about having to guide a blind man on a motorcycle.

V pulls away when Jungkook moans for air. He can only hold his breath for so long.

"Better now?" V asks, examining Jungkook's swollen and red lips as his eyes flutter shut to blink.

All Jungkook could do is a nod. He wasn't better, but it was as good as he was gonna get so he got on the bike, careful of ruining his new clothes, and handed V the helmet.

"You wear it. Like I said...if we crash. You should live. You're younger, got more going for you." V hands it back sheepishly, unaffected by the kiss they just shared. Unlike Jungkook.

Jungkook slips on the helmet as V straps his phone to the tripod on the handles.

Get Up To 60MPH Blindfolded: $10k

Accept    Decline

V pressed the button and the timer started, ten minutes.

"Ready?" V asks, turning back to Jungkook who looked like he was about to cry. V frowns, taking Jungkook's hands and putting them around his waist for his safety. "It'll be fine. Remember where you go?"

"Straight until that stoplight, then left, then right, then you keep going straight until you reach 60." Jungkook recited back the information in a shaky voice.

"Good, we got this. You got this." V turned back to him one final time and gave a small reassuring smile that Jungkook returned to the best of his abilities

"Let's go." V slipped on the blindfold, resting his hands where they need to be.

Jungkook was seriously reconsidering his choices when the motorcycle started to move, but all he could do was trust that V could drive with only his directions.

And god he sure hoped they made it out of this alive.


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Jungkook never realized how busy the roads were until the person he was driving with wasn't able to see.

"Left, you're about to hit someone!" V did as he was instructed only to his right, nearly ramming into someone. The only thing forcing him to go the other way was Jungkook's screeching.

"You're other left you fucking idiot!" Jungkook growled.

This was the bad kind of thrill. The kind of thrill that made you want to crawl into a ball and cry.

"Right, need to get around these people." Jungkook gave orders, knowing they were going much slower than they would need to eventually.

"Okay now turn left." He was watching the cars around him, not paying attention for just a split second. When he focused forward they were speeding towards a red light, little way of stopping.

"Red light, Red light!" V doesn't have time to stop, cars barely hit them and V knows this because of Jungkook's screeching again.

"After this, you can cry all you want but if you start crying now then we are both fucked," V said after they turned right a final time and were now on the road they needed to be. It was a straight shot, but weaving between cars would have to be done. "Everyone cries after they do something like this the first time."

Jungkook didn't think he would cry, but at the same time, his emotions were everywhere this evening so he couldn't assume anything.

"Sharp turn to the right." He ignores V statement and keeps going. V wasn't calm, but he wasn't as scared as Jungkook was.

"How fast are we going?" V asked, moving whatever direction Jungkook told him to make it through the cars and to an open spot.

"30, there are two more cars and then there's an opening. If you speed up now you can hit 60 before we hit the next wave of cars." Jungkook prayed they were able to because if they didn't, he would have to direct them through heavy and tight traffic.

They managed to make it past the two cars without Jungkook whimpering or Taehyung groaning at sudden commands that he had to do without sight.

"Now go!" Jungkook sounded as assertive as he could but the line of heavy traffic was only getting closer as they got faster.

"45, cmon just a bit more..." Jungkook whispered in V's ear on accident. It was more something he wanted to say inside his head.

V revs the engine as he goes faster. "55...56...57....58...59...60!" Jungkook was so focused on getting this dare over with that he forgot about the cars they were flying towards.

"V, V!" Jungkook frantically yanks the blindfold off, his other hand holding onto V's waist as hard as he could.

V's eyes widened at the sudden bright lights but swerve away from the car they were about to hit and slid to a messy stop on the side of the road, leaving screech marks and everything.

They were both heavily breathing, Jungkook near a panic attack it seemed with his red cheeks and teary eyes.

"Oh my god," V mumbled, surprised at how well it really went. Yeah, Jungkook was scared and so was he, but they both made it out with nothing but fears.

"We did it." Jungkook managed to get out between his rough breaths. "We're fine,"

V cautiously rubbed Jungkook's back in an attempt to get him to calm down, and it helped. No tears fell, unlike V had predicted.

"Can you take me back? I have this stupid party I'm being forced to go to." Jungkook moved his body so that he was sitting on the bike how he was supposed to.

"A party? You?" V tilted his head. "You don't look like a drinker."

"M'not." Jungkook laughs quietly, almost not at all. "After tonight I'm thinking about becoming one."

V laughed and they were off, Jungkook giving him directions when he needed to.

Jungkook wasn't sad or scared anymore, he was overwhelmed by the events and really needed a drink.

His phone dinged, a dreaded sound that Jungkook was excited yet terrified to hear. His dares were fairly safe, embarrassing, but safe. V's weren't.

Invite Him To The Party: $100

Accept                        Decline

"Wanna come?" Jungkook looked up from his phone, ignoring the calls he had from Jimin. He could talk to him at the party. "Maybe make sure I don't die?" He put a sweet tease into his voice, a slight plea. He didn't want to show up alone. Especially when Jimin and Namjoon were total party animals.

"You sure you want to keep hanging with me?" V rose one of his thick eyebrows, but him getting on the motorcycle and getting settled told Jungkook that he was at least gonna give him a ride.

V's phone made a noise and Jungkook looked down.

Go To The Party With Him: $100

"Look's like we don't make the rules. The game does." Jungkook smirked, his face was still a crimson red and his eyes were still irritated from his fight with his emotions. V wouldn't admit it but Jungkook looked perfect even with his hair a mess and red, irritated eyes.

Accept                                   Decline

"You're catching on fast, bun." The same nickname he called him earlier slipped from his lips and he didn't regret it, even if it came off as weird. Jungkook's face got even redder if that was even possible.

Jungkook shook his head in embarrassment as he put on the helmet.

"So, if we make it through tonight and we are still paired up together, can I know your real name?"  Jungkook asked halfway to the party, leaning forward just enough so V could hear him.

"Maybe," V responded, taking his eyes off the road to glance at him from behind. "Maybe not. Depends on how the rest of the night goes. If you tell me a little bit about yourself, I will."

"My name is Jeon Jungkook. I'm a high school student, a junior. I live with my brother, parents are.." Jungkook trailed off before changing the subject. "I do track, soccer, and yearbook."

"I mean more than just the things a game like Nerve can find out about you. I could have found that out without even trying. I want to know you, the actual you." V responded, making Jungkook frown. "I want to know what's going on in that head of yours, what makes your heart race besides the basic things that make everyone's heart race. I'll start with something basic."

V sucked in a short breath before he started. "Right now, I'm wondering what my chances of winning this game will be if we stick together. I need to win, for reasons you don't understand. If I get attached to you, you're a weak point. But I'm afraid I'm already taking a liking to you, which doesn't suck for me, but it does for you. I'm thinking this partnership could take a bad turn, Nerve fewers are a bit horny if you are catching what I mean. I wouldn't do something like that if you didn't want it. Even if I lose everything because I don't win."

Jungkook opened his mouth to speak, but V cut him off by continuing.

"My heart beats for many things, some basic and self-explanatory so I'll save the sappy details about my high school life and how it ended last year, and I'll save the family story. My heart beats for adrenaline, for redemption. Which may sound weird, if you don't know the full story." V eyed Jungkook with a small tint of fear in his eyes. "But, snitches get stitches."

Many possibilities of what V could have been hinting at were running through Jungkook's head, but not a single one was true. If it was, he wouldn't have known. Maybe V would tell him when the game was over if they even kept in contact after tonight.

"Why do you have to win so bad?" Jungkook asked as they pulled up in front of the house.

"Let's hope you never do what I did and you won't have to understand. Let's just say my sanity depends on it, in short." V gave a small and fake smile, the one that told Jungkook to drop the topic and just go inside.

As they walked in Jungkook felt V's large hand on his back, pushing him in the door gently.

"Jungkook!" He heard a few people shout as he walked in, but Namjoon was the one he paid attention to as the taller sprinted over.

"You made it! Holy shit, what happened to the scared and cowardly Jungkook? I saw the videos on Nerve," Namjoon was drunk, bouncing topics in a blurred haze.

"Where's Jimin?" Jungkook said slowly, hoping the drunk would understand. He shrugged in response before leaving the two to go play some game with the majority of the people in the house.

"I hate parties. They are just sweaty and smell like weed." V cringed at the potent smell.

"I just have to find my friend, then we can leave. Or you can leave, I don't mind." Jungkook realized that he and V weren't really friends, if they were then he wouldn't be the one to confirm it.

"I want to stay. These people are eyeing you up like a sex doll." V muttered under his breath, glaring.

"They are not, I'm not hot or anything out of the ordinary. Quit." Jungkook shook his head and grabbed V's wrist to lead him upstairs to where Jimin might be sleeping off his alcohol already. V admired how modest Jungkook was but frowned at how the younger didn't realize his beauty.

Jungkook wandered aimlessly until he found a bedroom, knocking before opening it. Neither prepared nor expecting what he sees next.

There's Jimin, Yoongi, and Hoseok on the bed, naked. Yoongi being his ex and Hoseok being his crush with Jimin in between. Shocked was an understatement as he stood there, mouth agape.

"Wh-W-" Jungkook formed the words in his head but all he could process was his best friend betraying him. Yeah, Jungkook was off with V for the night but that didn't mean he was over Hoseok or wanted Jimin sleeping with his ex.

The three frantically got dressed, but Jungkook was already walking away, pulling V with him.

"Fucking dick," Jungkook muttered as he reached for the closest drink he could, downing it. His throat burned and he coughed. He reached for another, but V caught his arm.

"Slow down, you've clearly never drank before." V shook his head at him. "What just happened up there, besides the whole threesome."

"My best friend just fucked my ex and my longtime crush, what a fucking sl-"

Jimin, now dressed and being followed by the other two were approaching them.


V watched the situation play out from the sidelines. He understood Jungkook's anger, sleeping with an ex and a crush at the same time is a bit of a dick move, but he knew Jungkook was only looking for an apology then he would probably just move on. They were best friends after all.

Jungkook stayed silent, locking eyes with his best friend for the split second that he had confidence. 

"Seriously, the silent treatment?" Jimin challenged. He was drunk, didn't know what he was doing but it didn't make Jungkook any less hurt even when he knew that Jimin and he always fought when he was drunk.

"Yeah, I'm so gonna be all chatty when you sleep with my ex and m-Hoseok. Honestly, knew you slept around but I figured you'd be a little mindful of who you were hurting."

"You and Yoongi broke up a year ago, and you found yourself another boy toy..." Jimin reasoned. Jungkook shook his head.

"God, that doesn't make it alright. You're such an idiot sometimes!" Jungkook was less upset about Hoseok and Yoongi sleeping with others, but Jimin thinking it was perfectly fine was what was making him mad.

"At least I actually have fun! You never take a risk, never go to parties. You're so boring, no wonder Yoongi broke up with you and Hoseok doesn't like you." Yoongi and he were young lovers gone wrong. When Jungkook's parents died, he changed, didn't want a relationship. They called things off, only for Yoongi to not talk to him for a whole year of high school.

However, they have both matured since then and decided to be good friends.

"You wouldn't even be popular if it wasn't for me. You wouldn't be anywhere without me, all your pretty little ass can do is kick a ball, which is why it shocks me that you're still a virgin with men, ball boy." Jungkook squeezed his fists.

"Having sex and drinking doesn't make you popular, what are you even on about? We're best friends, how can you-"

"You changed!" Jimin nearly screamed in Jungkook's face. "You changed ever since your parents died and I hate it! Yeah, I slept with these two idiots but it doesn't mean anything to me, or them. It was an accident, and we were all gonna tell you afterward. It was a Nerve dare. I had to 'pleasure them both' since sex can't be a dare. That doesn't change the underlying issue! Yoongi was hung up on you for months, waiting for you to go back to normal, and Hoseok is just Hoseok. He loves everyone, but he noticed the change. Your brother and Namjoon notic-"

Jungkook cut off Jimin's drunk rambling of apologies and insults with a slap to the face. He knew Jimin was telling the truth about being stupid and sorry for sleeping with them, but the other words were hitting him like a rock of red-hot anger.

Meanwhile, V was peacing together why the game had dared the three of them to have sex, assuming it was to cause this fight Jungkook and Jimin were having.

"You know what? Fuck you, Jimin! Have your parents die and tell me if you act the same, you dick!" Jungkook felt something snap inside him both anger and sadness took over, and Jimin backed up. "If you really feel like I'm so boring, then don't be friends with me anymore." 

Jimin didn't have time to answer before the same familiar ding had left a dare on his phone screen that was sitting on the table beside Jungkook who looked like he was barely holding himself together.

Walk Across The Latter From Window to Window: 20k

"If you're such a risk taker, do this one. If you're not too scared of heights..." Jungkook mocked, deep down he didn't want Jimin to push accept. However, blind with anger and built up sadness he had from Jimin's words, it didn't matter how rude he sounded. All Jungkook cared about was not crying while he was standing there and he knew Jimin's worst fear was heights so it would get to him.

Jimin gulped, and he hadn't pressed his answer yet. He still had a few minutes to decide.

If it wasn't for V, Jungkook would have just stood there like a deer in headlights waiting for Jimin to make up his mind but V pulled Jungkook upstairs so he could calm down before Jimin did his dare, if he accepted. The moment the door closed, Jungkook started crying.

"I'm so sorry, I just-I hate talking about that stuff and then he went and told me I was bo-boring. Which I am, it's just not-he shouldn't have brought it up." Jungkook sobbed, he was crying from everything.

The game, how it had nearly killed him and had broken his friendship. Jimin, in general, is what set him off, the words he said were true and that's why they hurt so bad.

"Now he's gonna walk across that and probably fall and die-" Jungkook started jumping to conclusions, crying harder. It all happened so fast to V, all he could do was try and calm him down the best he could.

"You're the least boring person I've ever met, and Jimin probably didn't even mean what he said. He's drunk off his ass and was looking for a fight. Doesn't make it right, but still." Taehyung took a deep breath. "I'm sorry about your parents.."

"Car accident, I know you're wondering." Jungkook shook his head when V brushed his face lightly, pushing him away. He didn't want to be touched, his breathing was too hard to control and he felt like he was going to die.

"Shh, breathe." V brushed hair out of Jungkook's face in a non-romantic way, in a way that was trying to help him. As much of a flirt he was, that didn't mean he would act like that when Jungkook was in such a state.

"This is so stupid, you should just go. I-I'm fine. I just need a minute." Jungkook didn't want V to think of him as weak or crazy. Little did he know V thought he was the opposite of weak, and they were both a little crazy in their own way that balanced each other out, so the pair was perfect.

V didn't leave, He stayed sitting beside him. Letting him cry, until he was done. He'd brush his finger through his soft but windblown hair. The occasional whispers of reassuring words would slip from his mouth more and more until Jungkook was finally pulling himself together. Not that V was rushing him, he just figured Jungkook was crying from built-up issues and it all hit him at once, so it would end just as fast as it started.

"Thank you," Jungkook whispered so low he was sure V didn't hear him. "I'm glad I kissed you instead of another person."

V didn't answer, but he smiled at Jungkook. His post-cry guilt mumbling wasn't something V would hold against Jungkook in such a vulnerable situation so he just sat there silently, replying every few 'thank yous' until Jungkook was ready to leave the bathroom after a total of 10 minutes.

They came out just in time to see Jimin wobbling to get on the window-sill and climb across the latter.

Jungkook knew it wasn't gonna end well, so he put his face him his hands, praying to whatever god was listening that Jimin didn't fall.

Chapter Text

Jungkook stood in the back, staring frantically at his best friend. He knew Jimin wouldn't go through with it, but the thought of him falling had him frantic.

"He won't do it," V whispered. "Look, he's shaking. Plus nobody in their right mind would do it."

"You would," Jungkook muttered under his breath, not taking his eyes off Jimin.

"I'm not in my right mind." V smiled at the response, but Jungkook just glared at him.

"Jungkook!" Namjoon came running, much sober than he was before. "What is he doing?!"

"God only knows what's going on in his stupid head right now. He's drunk, and we got into a fight. This is all m-" Jungkook was cut off by someone calling his name.

"Jeon! When Jimin completes his dare you wanna come play soccer with us?"

Jungkook recognized the name. Yugyeom. His best friend from his grade.

"Uh, m-maybe." He responded before returning to Namjoon and V.

They made their way to the window, where Jimin was shaking like a leaf.

Some were shouting for him to do it, others weren't able to watch the young boy risk his life.

"C'mon Chim, don't do this." Namjoon grabbed his friends arm to pull him down only for Jimin to yank it away.

"No, I wanna stay in the game!" Jimin slurred, taking a step onto the latter.

"Oh my god, you're terrified of heights. Like, almost as bad as Jungkook with drowning and microwaves!" Namjoon exclaimed, making Jungkook shake his head in embarrassment.

"Jungkook is scared of everything! He's a pussy!" Jimin spits back in hot anger, Jungkook bit back his own anger.

"He's not Jim-" Jimin took a few steps forward, falling forward as he clutched the latter.

"Jimin!" Jungkook screamed as the latter shook, Jimin dropping his phone in the process. Dare failed.

Namjoon managed to get Jimin down, tears in his eyes as he got off the ledge.

Jungkook stayed silent until his phone dinged.

Finish The Dare: 10k

Jungkook, in spite of his anger, hit accept.

Accept    Decline

"Would a pussy do this?" Jungkook glared at Jimin, ignoring both Namjoon and V's protests.

He stepped up on the ledge, watching V run to the other side of the window to catch him on the other side.

Jungkook looked down, swallowing the bile that rose in his throat. He wasn't a big fan of heights either.

He took a step on the shaking, unsteady latter.

"Fuck you, you won't do it!" He could hear Jimin screaming in the back. Where the sudden anger had come from, Jungkook didn't know.

Part of him doubted Jimin would ever forgive him for humiliating him like this, but another part didn't care.

Jimin said horrible things to him, the truth or not. They weren't to be said in front of a crowd.

Was it the best way to get back at Jimin? No, but Jungkook wasn't in the right mentality to decide what's right and wrong. All he saw was anger and built up sadness.

He took a few more steps, one arm used to film himself. Another out to keep his balance.

Jungkook thanked god he was a dancer at times like these. Leisurely, of course, nothing professional but the balance helped.

V's worried eyes were all Jungkook focused on. Slowly regretting his decision when he started to tilt.

He gripped the latter, having fallen to his knees for a moment before standing up and taking a few more steps. His legs were shaking and he was wondering why the hell he decided to do this.

His nonexistent pride was the only thing keeping him from backing out. This wasn't going to make him feel better, if anything, the fact that the game had supposedly staged the fight and this was eating away at him.

The game was similar to a drug in Jungkook's eyes. The high you receive from the fame and adrenaline is what keeps you from quitting, but Jungkook was smarter than he looked as he stood on the unsteady latter.

He wasn't going to stay in the game after this, it was risky. Peoples lives were being risked, people have probably died. Jungkook made a mental note to look it up if he didn't fall to his death.

"A few more, c'mon." V could read right through his strong cover and see the panic in Jungkook's eyes.

With the shaking latter slipping ever so slightly off the ledge, Jungkook took his last final steps landing in V's arms before the later fell to the ground.

Jungkook looked back where he saw Namjoon cheering for him and Jimin scowling. He faintly heard Namjoon shouting at him to call him tomorrow morning, and that he was crazy.

Actually, that's all he heard, everyone was raving about him.

"Jeon, holy shit! I didn't think you had the balls man!" Yugyeom shouted, with Jackson behind him who was cheering and nodding along.

"And you're with V? One of the most famous players? I want you runnin' from your opponents on the track, not the police."

"Shut up, JB. It's Jeon, he won't do anything unle-" Jungkook interrupted the conversation.

"Jackson, you mind making sure Jimin's alright. M'sure he doesn't want to see me. M'goin' home." Jungkook's words were muffled due to the loud music but Jackson nodded.

Jungkook grabbed V by the arm, leading him out of the building. The fact that Jungkook was unbothered by crossing the latter is what scared him the most. He was scared at the moment, but now, he didn't care.

As long as Jimin didn't do it, it was fine.

"Can you take me home? It's just, this is a really bad neighborhood. Actually, no I've done enough to you tonight. I-"

"If you ramble one more time," V shook his head but gestures for Jungkook to get on the bike.

Giving directions to his house reminded him of the previous events when he had to guide V. Another thing that could have killed him.

For someone who was so scared of death, Jungkook had sure greeted the chance of it plenty of times.

"Has anybody died playing this game?" Jungkook leaned his head on V's shoulder so he could hear him. He figured they had been through enough in one night to be able to do that.

The way V's breath hitches told Jungkook all he needed to know. The mystery behind him was never-ending.

"Lots of people do. You could've. I can't believe you did that." V switched topics, Jungkook gladly followed since he was being attacked.

V sounded angry, it made Jungkook's skin crawl.

"I was just mad. At Jimin, this game, life." Jungkook sighed when both their phones dinged. He didn't know if he could take another crazy dare.

"I think we should split up. Our dares are always linked. You want to win, and I want out. This was supposed to be a one-night thing." Jungkook didn't even bother to finish his protests.

His phone read:

Go Home With Him

and V's read:

Take Him Home With You

The idea of going home with V wasn't terrible. He could sleep on the couch, the floor. However, the look on V's face is what scared him.

He was paler and looked guilty.

"Going home with you isn't a bad dare, I can handle that. I-"

"You don't get it!" V raised his voice over the whir of the bike. "You want out, I don't. That's exactly the point. I can't afford to lose, and you can't risk your life every day."

Jungkook gulped. "Separate, we are strong. You are safe. Together, we are weak. You aren't safe, and you're somehow my main concern out of all the things I should be worried about."

V looked at his phone before clicking accept.

"What's your point?" Jungkook didn't understand, but he clicked accept too.

"My point is that you can keep going as long as you feel comfortable. Don't stay and force yourself to do something because I'll lose." V spoke calmly, but it was sharp with bitterness.

"I'll drop out the next dare I have that doesn't involve you." Jungkook compromised. Well, attempted. V just eyed him in a way that told him to just shut up and listen to what he said.

So that's exactly what he did.

"You have to come in, he can see the motorcycle and there's no way he'll let me go if he doesn't know you!" Jungkook tried for the third time.

Jin was already texting him about who's dropping him off and he hasn't even stepped foot in the house yet.

V declined, again. Refusing to go in. "He's not going to believe you! You lie like there's a stick up your ass."

"My brother will shove a stick up my ass if you don't come in and say we are working on a history project!" Jungkook exclaimed a small victory erupted through his heart when V stood and put his stuff down.

"Why don't you ever answer your phone?" Jin asked as soon as Jungkook walked in, completely ignoring the unfamiliar face.

"I was busy." Jungkook glared him, gesturing to V. "This is my friend, his name is V. I'm staying at his place tonight because we have history to work on."

The lie wasn't portrayed well, and Jin wasn't stupid, but he also wasn't going to ruin his brother's plans.

"Are you together, hooking up, or what?" Jin crossed his arms. He found amusement watching Jungkook's face get red at the question.

"First of all, no to al-"

"Actually, Jungkook's elder brother whom I still don't know the name of, Jungkook and I met a few days ago. I'm new and he was kind enough to befriend me." V's whole demeanor changed and suddenly the tough guy was gone and the guy anyone would bring home to a guardian took over.

"Oh," Seokjin smiled sheepishly, "Sorry. I'm Jin, nice to meet you" He held out his hand, shortly taken by V's seconds later.

"Anyways, this was fun." Jungkook widened his eyes as if to tell V to stop talking. "Let's go get clothes."

With no protests from the older two, Jungkook dashed up his stairs. V close behind him.

"I didn't think you two would be so similar, he went from defensive to rambling without even doing anything." V poked fun as Jungkook led them into the room.

Jungkook was gonna answer him with something funny back, but V's mouth open with shock caught him off guard.

"What?" Jungkook looked around to see if anything was off.

He pointed to the wall that was filled with pictures, a cabinet filled with even more photos beside it.

"Oh yeah, I like photography." Was all Jungkook said before going back to picking out clothes. He grabbed some sleepwear and an outfit for the next day, trying to avoid the idea that V was staring at the pictures.

"They're not good, stop."

"This one here, are those your parents?"

Jungkook smiled at the picture, the two of them sitting beside each other on the edge of a waterfall. The last family trip before they died.

"Yeah, two peas in a pod hm?" Jungkook kept a smile, he tried to think of the memories as a good thing, not something to make him sadder.

"I think this picture is the best one of you." V pointed, showing Jungkook in his soccer uniform, mid-jump with a look on his face that showed he wasn't ready for the picture. "Can I have it? Memories of this crazy night with a stranger?"

Rolling his eyes, he nodded. Jungkook lightly nudged V after he ripped it off the wall.

"Let's go, you creep,"

Jungkook bid goodbye to his brother, who still looked suspicious but nothing was said and they managed to leave.

"The idiot didn't even bring his book bag, I-" Jin slammed his head into his hands. "If he gets an STD I swear." He grumbled, more annoyed that Jungkook wouldn't tell the truth rather than the fact that he's with the guy.

Jungkook had no idea what the point of the dare for them to stay together was, but he couldn't help but assume something sexual.

"Listen, i-if they give us a sexual dare I'm fine with that. But no actual sex." Jungkook's face was tinted red with embarrassment.


"What?! No!" Jungkook lied as fast as possible. Too fast for V to believe him. "Okay, with a guy, yeah. Girl, no. That's a story for another time. I don't mind the idea of sex with a guy, I just want it when the person and I are in a relationship."

V nodded, the statement wasn't hard to understand.

"You know, Nerve does have some regulations. No full-on sex can be dared, just sexual actions." V was quick to ease Jungkook's worries.

As nervous as he was to get dared to do something along the lines of sexual, he was equally as excited. He blamed the teenage hormones or the fact that he's never been sexually active before except for the stuff he had done with Yoongi.

Yoongi held a special place in his heart. His first love, his almost first time if his parents hadn't died, and he held nothing against Yoongi.

Hey, sorry about tonight. It was a Nerve dare and we were all pretty drunk.

He smiled at Yoongi's text, one hand still resting on V's waist as they drove.

You're fine, make sure Jimin's alright, please? I left.

With that, he could only assume Yoongi would say sure or ask why he left so early so he just put the phone away and refocused on what was in front of him.

Which was V, as it had been the whole night and would be till morning.

God, he had a long night ahead of him.

Chapter Text

V's apartment was small and on the very edge of the city line. Barely even in the city. Jungkook wondered what it would be like to live in the city, as he lived in the smaller town just outside of it.

Jungkook went to change out of his expensive and possibly stolen clothes, into something more casual as soon as V directed him to the bathroom. Shorts and a T-shirt.

"You hungry? It's almost midnight by now, but I can cook up some rice?" 

Jungkook nodded, a hectic night had left him starving but V's phone went off telling Jungkook that whatever it was would probably prevent him from eating anything.

Their dynamic was odd. 

It's like they trusted each other with their lives, shown on multiple occasions, but at the same time, the idea of being complete strangers made them think otherwise.

Jungkook didn't know how to act, they had kissed multiple times, so does that give them the pass to be potential friends given their circumstances?

The thought ate away at Jungkook. He liked V, something about the dares had brought them closer than Jungkook wanted to be after only one night and he knew V had to have some sort of interest in him.

He just didn't want to be misled.

"You got a dare?" Jungkook peered to look at V's phone, the question had an obvious answer.

Make Him Cum

Jungkook gulped at the statement flashing on V's phone. V hadn't clicked accept or decline yet.

He had expected this, for sure. However, now that he's faced with it he was slightly panicked.

"Oh," Was all he said. "I mean, you want to stay in the game so you have to."

"I'm not going to fucking touch you if you don't want it, that's like rape!" V shook his head, moving his finger to decline. 

He was about to risk it all for Jungkook, and Jungkook felt his heart jump.

"No, I'm giving you permission! I want it," Jungkook winced at how that sounded. "Like, I don't mind it. I trust you, for the most part."

Make Him Cum

Accept      Decline

V was hard to read. He was in general, but now even more. His eyes were dark, but Jungkook couldn't tell if it was lust or uncertainty. Maybe both.

Jungkook shakily inhaled, in response, V looked at him worriedly.

"Tell me what you feel comfortable doing?" V asked as they walked to V's bedroom. It was plain, boring. Much different than Jungkook's, but he didn't mind.

"Anything but actual sex, like right now. I would totally fuck you or something if we knew each other better." Jungkook made the statement in an attempt to make it less awkward, to claim that he's doing it without the dare.

Only V burst out laughing as he set up the camera, they still had to film it. Jungkook hated showing his body but he bit his tongue.

"You would not fuck me, or anything for that matter. You are quite possibly the most naturally sub-minded person I've met. I would so fuck you until you cried, dare or not. Even the viewers know." V's eyes got darker again, it had to be lust.

"Glad we've established this isn't just a dare, and we actually want to fuck, but I doubt you would make me cry," Jungkook said it as almost a question. 

How the hell would V make him cry just from fucking him?

"I could make you cry from a blowjob, Kook." Jungkook raised his eyebrows at the challenge, his confidence taking over for the time being only for it to crash later.

"Prove it." Jungkook joked, confused by sudden confidence he held.

Having a better way to start this process than just being awkward about it is exactly what V wanted. Riling himself and Jungkook up a bit would help Jungkook relax and V not feel so bad.

V was quick to take off Jungkook's shirt, Jungkook's nipples perking immediately as they were connected with cold air. The moment felt natural between them to V. Jungkook was just different in so many ways, and it had V going crazy.

From the way he freaks out over little things and how randomly he doesn't to how humble he acts. He doesn't think he's attractive at all, which made V upset.

"Can you block me, or keep like most of my pants on?" Jungkook exhaled shakily, eyes flickering to the camera that was recording them.

V shook his head and gave Jungkook a small smile. Jungkook was all bark no bite, he was good at acting like he was a badass but as soon as he felt the need to stop, it all came crashing down.

From confident and cocky, to shy and embarrassed in an instant. V thought it was cute.

"You okay?" V rubbed his hands across Jungkook's sides.

"Mhm, just the camera," Jungkook bit out sharply when V rubbed his fingers against his nipple, his breath hitching.

"Sensitive?" V smirked, causing Jungkook to scowl.

"V!" Jungkook squirmed from his hold, lightly rutting forward when V did it again. "Hate to remind you but this is a dare and it's timed."

"I had to get you hard first, goof!"

Jungkook huffed and pulled his pants to his knees, followed by his underwear. His face was beet red, but V was covering him from the camera. He was hard, embarrassingly hard for such little contact.

"Are you sure about this?" V asked one final time.

He nodded but felt like he shouldn't have when V smirked.

"I'm so gonna make you cry," He said. "Just wanted to make sure you were ready."

"Oh whatev-Ah!" Jungkook was mid-speech when V teasingly put his mouth on Jungkook's cock. Jungkook's hips flew up on instinct, nearly choking V.

"S-Sorry." Jungkook's face was the reddest V had seen all night.

V took his mouth off, stroking Jungkook's length lightly. Moaning in response, Jungkook couldn't hear V tell him that it was alright.

"-tay still, or I'll hold your hips down." Was all he heard, but he nodded in response. 

V slid his mouth around Jungkook's cock, he struggled to keep his hips still but he managed as V ran his tongue along with it before bobbing his head mid-way.

Jungkook's moans were growing louder and louder and his ability to control his hips had weakened, V's hands flew up to Jungkook's thighs, slamming them against the wall and holding them there hard enough for Jungkook to feel a bruise already forming.

"Fuck, y-you're-" Jungkook cried out. "so good at this." He whispered out the last part, keening at the sudden coldness when V slipped off, he was so close.

"You're so sensitive, about to come from only a few minutes?" V teased, ignoring Jungkook's pitiful whines on not being able to come.

"Y-yo-you're supposed t-to! T-that's the dare!" Jungkook fumbled over his words, desperate. He had never been denied when he needed to release. The feeling had him panicked and overwhelmed.

"We have ten more minutes, I think I can keep this up until the last minute. That'll sure make you cry hm?" V mocked, a change in his demeanor had caught Jungkook off guard.

"You're s-still on about that?!" Jungkook stuttered when V leaned in to suck on his chest and neck, for sure leaving a hickey.

"I don't back down from a challenge, especially an easy one." V's face turned back to Jungkook's face, staring into his eyes. "Tell me to stop, if you can't handle it and I'll quit."

Jungkook wondered if V knew how assertive he sounded, but kept it to himself.

He wasn't stupid, he knew V obviously had a different persona he put on when he was aroused, but he was too innocent to realize that persona was less about V being angry he was challenged and more about V wanting to mess with Jungkook.

In a way that V knew Jungkook would enjoy, even when he denied it.

Sexually, V knew he knew more about what Jungkook wanted than Jungkook did after an only night together.

"Ah!" Jungkook tried to buck forward when V slid his teeth as lightly as possible down Jungkook's member.

Just enough to drive Jungkook crazy.

V alternated between that and letting the cold air drive Jungkook to the edge when he released his mouth.

Once again, stopped it all when Jungkook's moans got too pitched and frequent.

This time tears rose to Jungkook's eyes as he spasmed forward at the sudden stop, he could have come right there.

He brought his shaking hands up to stabilize himself somehow, even when there was nothing to hold onto.

V led Jungkook's hands to his head, watching as the boy's breathing evened out and his flushed cock just got angrier and painful.

"So good, you're doing so good," V whispered in his ear, something so quiet that the camera couldn't hear. "Just one more time and you can cum. 5 minutes."

Jungkook felt the praise go straight to his head and make him feel fuzzy. It didn't make the desperation to cum any less, just made him feel better.

V was now rubbing Jungkook's angry length again, pre-cum and spit mixed together made the friction smooth. The faster he rubbed the more Jungkook would whine because he knew he couldn't come.

Jungkook had his head against the wall, looking exhausted and dazed. It felt like not being able to cum wore him out more than being able to.

"P-please..." Jungkook cried when he felt V edge off once again, moving around against V's grip.

"That's it, you did it. Good boy..." V moved up to whisper in Jungkook's ear, the young boy keened at the praise again, seems to have been pushed into some sort of fuzzy headspace.

"P-please. V-I-I just want to-" He rutted his hips forward now that V had loosened his hold.

V rubbed his lengthy fingers along Jungkook's thighs as Jungkook calmed down a bit. 

He had a whole minute to make the younger cum. Which wasn't a huge challenge, Jungkook was spent already.

Jungkook's moans were loud and needy, hot tears were running down his face from both pleasure and desperation.

He felt nothing but fuzz and the need to cum. He could hardly even hear his own moans.

However, he was well aware of the heat building in his stomach and how V didn't stop him.

"C-can-" Jungkook didn't have time to finish let alone get a response before he came with a high-pitched cry. His hips stuttered and his muscles spasmed as V sucked him through his aftershocks.

When the dare was complete, the phone dinged and the video stopped recording so V instantly tended to the spasming and teary-eyes boy before him.

"Shh," V soothed Jungkook as he whined when V picked him up and moved him to the bed.

He used a wet towel to wash Jungkook off, who was drying off his tear-streaked cheeks.

"I-That was the best blowjob I've ever had," Jungkook tried, but couldn't seem to get his words in order the right way. His tears were now gone, leaving him with only a red face and teary eyes.

"Can you lie down for me?" V tried to calm the aforementioned, smiling at the compliment. "Didn't think you'd cry, hm?" 

Jungkook complied immediately, pulling V down with him so that V was lying right beside him.

"In my defense, it kind of hurt. But felt nice too, it was weird, I-I don't know." The fuzziness was clearing from Jungkook's head as he spoke. 

V frowned, he could only imagine how much it probably startled Jungkook, a mixture of neediness, pleasure, and confusion were all to blame for his tears from earlier.

He grabbed a soft blanket and threw it over both of them. Jungkook instantly wrapped up, his naked body was now covered and he sighed with some sort of relieve.

Leaning to see if the boy needed anything else, he found that he was fast asleep already. He was curled up into a tight ball with his head resting on V's chest.

Part of V was glad, hoping that when Jungkook woke again he would be out of his fuzzy post-blow haze so V could apologize for doing something the younger wasn't ready for. 

The other part wished he could just stay where he was. With Jungkook in his arms.

They both knew that staying together wasn't going to end well, but they were drawn together like magnets and forced to stay together because of the game.

Frankly, the two were like fire and water.

One of them was bound to get destroyed the closer they got.


Chapter Text

When Jungkook woke up the next morning, he was alone.

The bed beside him was cold and he could smell food cooking somewhere in the house. Jungkook hadn't yet navigated everything in the small house due to little time last night.

Jungkook's eyes widened when he remembered what happened the night before, all of it was a lot, including that he was in a near stranger's bed. 

Slipping out of the bed and throwing on some clothes that were set in a nice pile on the bedstand, he exited the room in search of Taehyung and whatever food was cooking.

"Oh, you're finally awake. I was just coming to check on you," V smiled when they met face to face in the hallway leading to the main room. "We have a bit to discuss.."

"I'm not sure what happened last night, or why it happened. I wasn't crying because it was bad or anything." Jungkook tried to explain, but V only smirked.

"I know, Jungkook. I'll explain over breakfast, answer your calls first. Your phone has been ringing non-stop."

Picking up his phone he found calls and texts from almost everyone he could think of, Hoseok, Yoongi, Jin, Jimin, Namjoon, all of them had left texts and phone calls.

He started with Hoseok since it was right there.

"Sorry about last night, I know we are all friends so it must have been a little weird for you. We didn't have full-on sex, Nerve doesn't allow that. I hope you can forgive the three of us. Text me when you get this." Was all his voicemail was.

Jungkook quickly sent him a quick response about it being okay before moving onto Yoongi's text. Which it had said generally the same thing only he also mentioned the dare from last night with V, telling him to call him as soon as possible.

Which he was nervous to do around V, figured it would be weird. 

However, he didn't want to worry him so he called anyway.

"Oh my god, Jungkook! You've got to be kidding me! Are you crazy, he literally could have murdered you and you decided to go home with him and let him blow you because a game told you to? I won't even bring up the latter thing, you would never do something like that if you weren't mad." Yoongi didn't even greet him.

"Yoongi, it's alright! It's not like he raped me, and I had him cover me so you could only see my face and my chest." V's head snapped over to Jungkook at the mention of Yoongi.

He wasn't stupid, first loves may not like each other anymore but there's always something there. V was honestly shocked they were even friends after dating.

"That's not the point," Yoongi muttered. Jungkook knew he was rolling his eyes.

"Listen, V and I are kind of linked in the game. All our dares have to do with each other. The first dare I get that doesn't involve him, I'll drop out."

"Okay." Yoongi sighed. "You got free time today? I think we should all meet up, talk it out?"

"Y-yeah, I just-" Jungkook glanced at V for a moment. "I'll text you when I am getting a ride home."

The call ended a minute or two before he moved on to Namjoon, who had the same things to say as Yoongi.

As for his brother, he had multiple things he wanted to say. Jungkook was forced to put it on speaker. Jin claiming he wanted to make sure he was still with V.

"First of all, how did the project go? Is it done?" Jin asked casually as if he texts about their bank accounts weren't angry.

"It went well, don't worry. Jungkook and I are fine. I'll bring him home when we finish eating." V was bright and bubbly again.

Similar to the way he was around Jin last night.

"That's good," Jin paused for a moment. "So what's with the bank accounts? They're linked remember? I can see how much money you've been putting in. Where is it all coming from?"

Jungkook's eyes widened and he looked to V for guidance, but he only received the same shocked face.

"Oh! You know mom and dad's old friend that has the farm? The weekend you were gone I went over and helped them clean up their stables and restock supplies. They were giving me money in chunks."

Jungkook shrugged when V scowled at how bad the lie was.

"They paid you over two thousand dollars? Jungkook, if you stole mon-"

"I told them how we were struggling with money ever since they died, Jin. Just shut up and take the money. You know we need it." It wasn't a complete lie.

They had been struggling, but it was never something that got them down too often. They knew worse things could happen, like losing each other.

"Koo-" Jin tried, but frankly Jungkook didn't have any more explanations. If he asked more questions, Jungkook was screwed.

"They wouldn't let me decline. Said they owed mom and dad and that's how they would pay them back." Jungkook frowned making up and lie like that.

Involving his parents in the lie wasn't ideal for him, but Jin seemed to lay off when he heard the shake in Jungkook's voice.

"Okay, text me when you're on your way home."

With that, he was almost done getting back to everyone.

All except Jimin he had to answer.

However, he decided it could wait until after breakfast, his food in front of him would get cold if he didn't.

V sat beside him, the tension obvious in the air. Between calling and texting others, Jungkook hadn't noticed how awkward it was now that they had nothing to do but sit there.

V was the one to break the silence.

"I'm sorry about last night, I went a little kinky on you." V apologizes.

"What? No! It's totally fine. You blew me so good my head was fuzzy, I could hardly se-"

"Didn't it hurt?"

"I guess so, but I was too hazed to care." Jungkook shrugged, he remembered whining to release, and then actually doing it. After that, he remembers everything that happened as if it was a dream. "Did you drug me?"

"What? No!" V started laughing deeply. "You're probably a sub or something," He jokes, only Jungkook cocked an eyebrow.

"You drugged me?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow.

V shook his head, laughing again. "It's a joke, do you know what a sub is"

Jungkook nodded, he was confused though.

"Basically, when people do sexual things that could be considered BDSM, like orgasm denial, sometimes the more submissive person falls into this headspace, I made a joke about you being innocent and me being kink-" V cut himself off. "You know what, this is a talk for later. It wasn't a funny joke anyway"

"Wait, are you trying to tell me you tried to Christan Grey me last night?" Jungkook's face was a light shade of pink as he giggles.

"No, I-" Taehyung sighed at Jungkook's words.

"You can totally dom me, I don't care, it was hot. Unless you like it both ways, then I guess I can dom you?"

V chocked on his breakfast. "No offense, but sexually and emotionally you are the sub of whatever this-" He gestured between the both of them. "-is"

Jungkook made a sour face as if he was offended. "What makes you think that?" 

"I like control, you like being told what to do. Simple." V shrugs, trying to stop the conversation before Jungkook started asking questions V didn't want to answer. "Look that doesn't matter, I pushed you a little bit too much last night and I wanted to apologize."

"I'm not mad, I promise. I just-" Jungkook sighed, food now is done and his plate was set aside. "You say you pushed me too far, but I didn't feel pushed. I was just overwhelmed that's the only reason I acted weird."

"That's what I'm apologizing for. You shouldn't have been overwhelmed at all."

Jungkook admired how professional V was about it. Truth was, Jungkook loved last night.

"I liked it," Jungkook whispered. "Loved it actually."

V's boxy smile made Jungkook's heart warm with emotion.

They sat there in a comfortable silence until Jungkook was the one to speak up after they were done eating.

"Thank you," Jungkook mumbled and leaned in to give V a hug. "For everything. Taking me to the city, calming me down when I was panicking, last night, everything"

"You act as if you're never going to see me again." V chuckled into Jungkook's ear, his soft breath sending goosebumps down Jungkooks hickey-filled neck.

"I just assum-"

"A lot happened last night, you'll definitely be seeing me again." V saw Jungkooks eyes widen. "Plus, This has nothing to do with sex or anything, but I can so be your sex teacher. You're inexperienced and need guiding."

"Just because I'm not kinky doesn't mean I'm inexperienced!"

"You're a lot kinkier than you think, Jeon. So far you're into orgasm denial, praising, and being told what to do and getting hurt if you don't d-"

"I get it!" Jungkook shouted, grabbing the pile of clothes that were on the living room floor that was his and shoving them into his bag.

He packed up his things and zipped up his bag before he realized he still had V's clothes on.

"Why'd you give me your clothes if I still had mine?" He grabbed V's attention, pointing to the hoodie and shorts that were both oversized.

"I didn't know if you'd be upset in the morning about last night so I just gave you my clothes while I washed yours to avoid crisis,"

Jungkook laughed in response, throwing his bag on since the motorcycle had nowhere to put things.

Without another word said, they have headed away from the city and to Jungkook's house.

They shared the same small talk they always did on the bike.

Jungkook knew from experience that it was simply just too loud to chit chat when riding so when they finally came to a stop is when Jungkook finally spoke.

"How will I get a hold of you? If this isn't goodbye." Jungkook muttered shyly.

He wondered why they hadn't received a dare yet, but he could only assume the viewers were planning something bigger or waiting until night.

V gestured for Jungkook to hand him his phone so he could put his number in.

He wanted to ask if he could know V's real name, but of course, he bit his tongue.

Jungkook assumed that getting V's number was enough to make him happy for the next year.

When V handed back the phone it was black, he had hit the power button.

"So this really isn't goodbye?" Jungkook asked as he got off the bike.

"No, I'll uh, see you tonight?" V held up his own phone.

A flashing dare that said:

Invite Him On A Date

He had already accepted and Jungkook could only assume that his dare was for him to say yes, so he clicked accept on his phone as well.

"Meet you here at 6 and we can go eat?" Jungkook had no reason to decline, dare or not.

V nodded taking the helmet from Jungkook's hands and placing it on his head.

"Oh! And make sure you text me when you get inside so I know it's you." V said before they bid goodbye.

There was no kiss, no awkwardness, no nothing. It was as if their night had been normal.

Pulling up his hoodie as far as he could to cover his hickeys, he walked into his home.

"Hyung! I'm home!" Jungkook shouted, making a dash for the stairs so he could get to his room and change before his brother could see his hickeys.

"Wait!" Jin shouted, coming from the hallway to meet him at the end of the stairs. "C'mere."

Jungkook walked down the stairs, his confidence in getting away with anything was now gone.

"If this is about the thing with the money, they wouldn't let me say no. I'm sorry." Jungkook explained before Jin could even try.

"That's fine, I'll just have to stop by one day and thank them myself. I was wanted to ask if you had their number?" Jungkook could see Jin eyeing his hickeys.

"No, I don't." Jungkook turned around to head upstairs. "Sorry!"

Jin grabbed the back of V's hoodie and whipped Jungkook around.

"Nice hickeys, next time just tell me the truth."

Jungkook could tell Jin wasn't mad, he looked rather amused but it didn't stop Jungkook from making his eyes widen.

"I'm your brother, not mom, or dad. If you just got banged by that V kid, as your brother it is my job to make sure he didn't hurt you and hurt him if he did." Jin explained, making Jungkook laugh.

"Shut up, you wouldn't. Besides, if you really want to know, we didn't bang. Sorry to burst your bubble but I'm actually a really good kid." He teased.

"You're literally covered in hickeys, what a good kid!" Jin barked back sarcastically.

"Okay, still. I'm not giving you a rundown of my sex life. We didn't have sex, that's all you shall know." Jungkook suddenly got serious as he tried to release himself from his brother hold.

Jin crossed his arms. "This isn't about you having sex or not. Or getting money or not. I just want you to quit lying. We should trust each other, alright?"

Jungkook knew there had to be more to it. Jin didn't believe his shit story, but Jin kept his mouth shut. This was Jungkook's only warning and he knew.

"I won't ask where you got the money from, I don't believe you but I will take your word for it and practice what I'm preaching about trust. Just, tell me next time that you are going to go hang out with your boyfriend," Jungkook coughed at the label, nearly choking. "or fuckbuddy? Don't lie and make up a stupid project."

"From here on out, I'll be honest. I promise." Jungkook nodded his head in agreement.

Jin was forced to be a parent to Jungkook in many ways, but he never wanted Jungkook to see it as him taking over their place.

If Jungkook wanted to go off with someone and have a relationship, Jin wouldn't tell him no as long as he was being safe.

All he was asking was to just know about it, which in Jungkook's eyes was fair.

"Is there anything else I need to know?" Jin asked, eyes still wandering on Jungkooks face to see if he was lying.

"Jimin and I got into a huge fight last night, but we are fixing it soon and at 6, V is picking me up to go get dinner." Jungkook smiled as if to ask for his brother approval.

"Tell him to lay off the hickeys next time hm?" Jin joked, skipping over the Jimin thing. "Wait! You and Jimin-"

"It's not a big deal, we are fixing it today hopefully." Jin nodded, finally allowing Jungkook to go upstairs.

"Mom's old concealer is in the bathroom somewhere. Use it!" Jin screamed as he made his way up.

When Jungkook had finally entered his room, he opened his phone so he could text V and tell him who it was texting him.

He scrolled down to the V's in his contacts and didn't find a name.

Was he just tricked?

Jungkook shook his head, V wouldn't do that. Would he?

He forced himself to not assume anything until he searches up the letter 'V'. So that's exactly what he searched.

Only one result came up:

Kim Taehyung (or V) <3

Jungkook lit up at the sight.

V, or Taehyung, had given him his name. His actual name.

To say Jungkook was elated was an understatement.

It was less about the name and more about how V, or Taehyung, had trusted him enough to tell him it.

He pulled up the contact and typed up:

Thank you! - Jungkook <3

And just when he thought he couldn't get any happier, Taehyung started texting him back.


Chapter Text

"Do you really think I changed after they died?" Jungkook asked in a small voice.

Yoongi had come to get him since Namjoon and Hoseok were already together at the dance studio (long story short, Namjoon is trying to learn how to dance).

"Ignore what Jimin said, he was drunk." Yoongi didn't even spare him a glance, he was lying.

"Please don't lie to me," Jungkook pleaded, but Yoongi just kept his eyes forward. "Yoongi!"

"You changed. Not in a bad way, ways that are obvious but explainable." Yoongi finally answered, glancing at him.

Jungkook understood, and he knew.

He just wanted to hear it from someone other than Jimin.

"You became more introverted, sad. That's alright, I would be too. You just didn't want to do the same things anymore." Yoongi shrugged. "I would have felt the same way. You just, you never talk about it"

Jungkook raised an eyebrow in shock. They wanted him to talk about it?

"I never do because I figured that would be annoying." He mumbled, watching Yoongi turn the corner to the place they were all meeting at.

Yoongi and he were going to stop and grab food for everyone before heading to their meeting spot near the river. The often went swimming there.

"It's barely been a year, and you never talked about it. It's like it happened and you just kept it all in. Jin even said you don't talk to him either."

Yoongi slowed to a stop at the light before looking at Jungkook.

"We get that you needed time, but you'll explode if you don't get some of it out. You're becoming reckless now." Yoongi finished.

"Oh so first I'm boring, then I'm reckless? Pick one." Jungkook wasn't mad, just passive-aggressive. Enough to make it known that he was annoyed.

He wasn't sure what they wanted him. If he wasn't feeling up to doing things he was boring. If he did things, he was reckless.

"Jungkook," The tone Yoongi held told Jungkook to stop whatever he was doing.

"What? Is this some sort of intervention?" Jungkook tossed money at Yoongi since they were pulling up at the window.

Yoongi only glared, not able to fight back while he was ordering and receiving his food.

However, when he had his food, Yoongi let him have it.

"We are all your friends, we're worried. You're making yourself crazy by not talking about it. It's past not feeling up to things, you're putting yourself in danger!" Jungkook's eyes widened at the sudden outburst.

Yoongi cursed under his breath.

"I shouldn't have yelled at you, I'm sorry." Yoongi breathed out heavily. "I'm just worried, you almost died last night. Twice."

Jungkook didn't respond to that, he just sighed.

It was a game, it was a dare. Jimin told him to play, and now they were mad at him.

"Speaking of that, that V kid? I don't approve." Yoongi tried to talk about something lighter, to relieve the new tension that was roaming around the car.

"Who said you have to approve?" Jungkook asked, trying to go along with the topic change.

"Me? When exes become friends, that automatically means the ex has a say in if the new date is good or not." Yoongi stated it as if it was obvious, making them both laugh.

They continued to joke, and Jungkook talked about Taehyung to Yoongi. He left out the parts that were a little weird, like the name thing.

Yoongi and him had a weird dynamic. They were friends, but at the same time, they felt closer than friends.

Not close enough to be together though.

Yoongi supported him, wanted him to be happy and vise-versa.

Their talk ended when they pulled into the lot beside the river and walked to meet the rest of them.

Jimin and Jungkook locked eyes for a second before Jimin looked away.

He must have felt bad.

Namjoon was the first to talk.

"A lot happened last night, so I figured maybe we should I don't know? Hang out, let Jimin and Jungkook hash it out?" Namjoon acted as if he was the leader of their little group, and maybe he was.

"Well you didn't invite everyone, so this isn't really a group meeting," Yoongi raised his eyebrows.

He and Jin were close, having been good friends before Jin had graduated.

They all were close, the fact that Jin wasn't invited threw Jungkook off as well.

He was secretly grateful for that though. What Yoongi had said really got to him, about how he never talked about it. So he was planning on saying a few things after he apologized to Jimin.

Namjoon explained that Jin said he had to work, and that Jungkook would probably want to hash things out without his older brother around because of Nerve.

They all stayed silent after that.

Jungkook was the only one that was even considering talking.

"I'm sorry, I don't even know why I got so mad last nigh-"

"You're sorry? Oh my god, you had every right to be mad. I'm sorry. I don't even know why I said all of that." Jimin would have said more if Jungkook didn't raise his hand.

"Forgiven, you dickhead" Jungkook flashed him a small smile, he wasn't mad he was hurt that Jimin and them wouldn't say anything.

He moved his eyes to Yoongi who nodded his head as if telling him to talk.

"I get where you were coming from. I have changed and I guess I should apologize." Jungkook watched all their mouths open to protest. "Not for changing, but for not talking about it."

"I thought that if I didn't talk about it everything would go back to normal. I didn't feel right for a long time and didn't want to do much. Like, I didn't even see a point in life honestly."

Jungkook closed his eyes for a second to put the correct words into his brain before spilling them out to his best friends.

"I was starting to feel a bit normal again, so when Jimin convinced me to join Nerve yesterday I was iffy, but I still joined. I was scared of the dares because that's just not who I am, but when I started doing them the adrenaline felt good. It's like a distraction,"

He continued to explain everything, how he felt and how he and Taehyung (who he called V to them) have connected dares, all of it.

Jungkook even went into how Jin and he have been since their parents died, which triggered some tears to spring from them.

They felt bad for them, and Jungkook knew.

Jin always told him to tell them not to feel bad, but he would feel bad if he was in their shoes as well.

Jimin gave Jungkook a hug, wiping away his tears for him.

"The next dangerous dare one of us gets, we should decline it. We should all stay safe." Namjoon said after they had all calmed down.

"Can we talk about how famous Jungkook is? He's in the top 3. It goes, someone by the name of Kai, V, and then Jungkook." Jimin was looking at the game.

He was now a watcher, so he received all the stats and stuff that Players didn't get.

"That's pretty dangerous though," Hoseok pointed out. "This Kai guy will do literally any dare, and so will V."

"I already said I would quit as soon as I can. V had a reason he needs to wi-"

"You're not seriously gonna risk your life for him, are you?" Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows. "You barely know him!"

"Yeah, well. I trust him a whole hell of a lot after everything that happened last night. He even said that I can drop out if it's too dangerous!"

His friends stared at him quietly, nobody said a word.

"W-well, be careful hm? And have fun on your date." Namjoon squeezed his shoulder in reassurance.

Jungkook was a bit nervous about the date, and someone bringing it up made it worse. He had to go in just minutes to get ready.

"What should I wear?"

"Definitely black skinny jeans, you're legs are killer in them," Hoseok mentioned, making Jungkook smile.

"Maybe a nice dress shirt? Where are you guys going?" Another pitched in, Jimin.

Jungkook nodded, taking mental notes.

"I'll be sure to approve the outfit before I leave from dropping him off," Yoongi said, grabbing his things to leave.

After bidding goodbye, they all split up and Yoongi was taking Jungkook home.

The ride was filled with them talking about what Jungkook was gonna wear, Yoongi insisting that he comes and helps.

That's how they ended up in Jungkook's room. Yoongi was on the bed and Jungkook was in a mismatched outfit of overalls, a sweatshirt over it, and weird shoes.

Both burst out laughing at his outfit.

"I said to be different, not crazy!" Yoongi spits out between laughter.

Eventually, as 6 rolled around they decided on skinny jeans and a nice white dress shirt. Classy and casual, for wherever they end up going.

"Are you staying with Jin?"

Yoongi nodded, rushing Jungkook out of the house to find Taehyung on his bike waiting for him.

His red hair was swooped up and messy from the wind, similar to how Jungkook did his but better even when it was windblown.

He did everything better.

"You look amazing," Jungkook awkwardly smiled, face red. "Sorry I-"

"What did I say about rambling?" Taehyung tilted his head, gesturing for Jungkook to get on. "Skinny jeans? Who are you trying to kill?"

Jungkook was quiet for a second. "You," He whispered against Taehyung's ear.

Taehyung chuckled, turning his head to the side to side-eye Jungkook.

"I see," He nods, a small smile on his lips. "Let's go."

Jungkook had no idea where they were going, but he could only assume it was fancy when they pulled up in the richer town next to Jungkook's.

"Taehyung?" Jungkook hopes he could call him that off-camera.

He didn't seem to have an issue, because he simply turned to his side to respond.

"Is this where we are going?" Jungkook pointed to the small, fancy-looking cafe. His eyes were wide.

"Calm down, the place is small. Nobody will be here."

He wasn't lying, the place was small. It had five round tables made for two, each one had a little-reserved card on it.

"Reservation for V." Taehyung leaned to tell the waiter before they were escorted to another private room.

Jungkook, confused as to why they were now alone, gave Taehyung a look.

"What? I figured people would leave us alone if we were here. In case you forgot, we've got quite the fanbase." He smirked.

Talking to Taehyung without crazy dares was fun. He actually got to learn more about him.

"So, may I ask why you need to win?"

They were nearly done eating, having covered topics from family to the weird stuff. All except the big elephant in the room.

"You can ask but that won't guarantee a response. I told you my name, that was a huge step."

"All I wanna know is why. It can't possibly be so bad that you can't tell me." Jungkook begged it was more playful than desperate.

Something about the look in Taehyung's eye just told Jungkook to shut up and leave it alone.

He had his name, the rest would come with time.

"Sorry," Jungkook mumbled under his breath, now finished with his meal.

"You're fine, I just-" Taehyung glanced at his phone as it dinged but ignored it. "Let's avoid sensitive topics so soon, shall we?"

Jungkook nodded his head. Everyone had their secrets and he was no one to talk about being closed off emotionally to others.

"W-what's the dare?" Jungkook asked, only to receive one himself.

Break Into A House And Go Swimming: 5k

Jungkook looked up at Taehyung, slightly panicked.

"My aunt lives in this part of town, we can break into her house." Taehyung eased Jungkook's nerves, calling the waiter for a check due to their time limit.

Something about Taehyung's panicked eyes told him he was lying, but Jungkook was eased none the less.

"I-I can pay.." Jungkook pulled out his card. "Or we can split?"

"My treat," His thick eyebrows were quirked in a kind way, like his smile.

"Are you su-" Taehyung puts his hands up for Jungkook to stop. "Thank you"

They leave the money there before leaving and driving to Taehyung's aunts.

"Does she have a pool?"

"In the basement, we should be able to fit through the window, go swimming for a few and then leave. Dare complete."

Accept          Decline

After clicking accept they had ten minutes to get in the house and into the pool.

Five of which were spent getting there.

The two stood in front of the dark window, trying to pry it open.

Finally, Taehyung got bored and kicked it open, shattering it before hopping in and turning on the lights.

"I-Is anyone here?" Jungkook peeked his head through the window.

"Nope, need help?" Taehyung reached up when Jungkook nodded sheepishly.

He lifted Jungkook down to the ground before he started taking off his clothes. They only had a minute to get in.

Jungkook scurried to set his phone against the wall, so it could film without getting wet.

By the time he was done, Taehyung was already in his boxers looking at him curiously.

"What? Scared to ruin your hair?"

Jungkook laughed, shaking his head.

"Do I look like I care about my mess of hair?"

"Not right now, but usually it does." Taehyung bust out laughing when Jungkook called him a dick and pushed him into the water, only to be taken with Taehyung during the fall.

Jungkook came up first, waiting for Taehyung who was holding his break underwater.

When they both came were up, they were soaking wet in water and oh so close to each other's faces.

"That was mean, what if I couldn't swim?" Taehyung teased, playful was painted all over his face like make-up.

"You suck at holding your breath, I wouldn't be surprised." Jungkook shot back, his hands locking onto Taehyung's naked chest to keep him upright without having to do much work.

"Let's have a contest. Whoever takes the longest to come up, wins."

"1..." Jungkook opened his mouth for a deep inhale.

"2..." Taehyung looked at Jungkook to make sure he was in on the playful game.

"3!" They both shot underwater, opening their eyes to look at each other.

If Jungkook thought they were close above water, they were much closer under.

In fact, Taehyung was swimming closer and closer until he grabbed his throat just barely as a tactic to make Jungkook laugh and have to go up.

Which worked. Kinda.

Jungkook laughed and pushed his hands away, his smile remained.

Instead of trying again, Taehyung kissed him underwater sending Jungkook back up to the surface before him.


"I won!"

Were both chanted at the same time as they both gasped for breath.

"What do you mean cheated!" They were both laughing, swimming around each other like children at the beach.

"You cheated! You can't do that." Jungkook was being overdramatic in all the best ways.

"Let's do it again then," Taehyung suggested.

And so they did.

Only this time the tables were turned. Jungkook swam as close to Taehyung as he could before kissing him under the water.

They both sprung up, holding the kiss.

At first, Jungkook was in control.

Until Taehyung pushed him down towards the water and grabbed his face. Never breaking their lips apart.

Taehyung expertly slid his tongue into Jungkook's mouth without even trying, causing Jungkook to have to pull back for a second of air before going back at it again.

Jungkook let out a soft moan when Taehyung bit his lips. They could have gone on like this forever.

The only thing stopping them from continuing was the door opening and slamming from upstairs, then the footsteps headed down.

"Shit! Shit!" Taehyung broke away, grabbing his phone and turning the Nerve game off.

Jungkook got out and did the same, heart racing.

"I thought you said this was your aunts?!" Jungkook was thrown his clothes by Taehyung who was halfway out the window.

The basement door flew open, revealing a huge man with a gun in his hand.

"Hurry, Hurry. Tae, pull me up just a little please."

Ignoring the way the nickname made his semi-hard dick throb, Taehyung yanked Jungkook out of the basement and through the window as fast as he could before they were off running to the motorcycle.

"I know where we can go. Take a left to the woods and follow the trails until I tell you to stop."

It was no shock that there were police cars blaring their sirens as they made their way to the scene, so they had to flee and hide.

Jungkook planned on taking him to the spot in the forest where he and his friends always go.

It was safe, hidden, and they would be alone so Jungkook didn't see an issue.

However, neither Taehyung or Jungkook knew they had someone following them.


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Jungkook pulled Taehyung by his hand as they walked further and further into the woods where he and his friends met earlier that day.

"They won't find us here," Jungkook stated as they stopped by the old trunk the boys had between two trees in the clearing.

The two were still in their underwear, soaking wet and cold.

It was filled with things like blankets, food, flashlights, alcohol, weed, water, and whatever else they ever needed.

His friends told him he couldn't drink with them or get high with them until he was a junior, and he wasn't planning on getting high without them so he grabbed a few blankets and a towel before shutting the chest.

"My friends and I come down here to hang out," Jungkook saw the confused look on Taehyung's face. "We swim down there, and ice skate when it's cold. Sometimes we come down here and have a fire, get high and stuff"

Jungkook laid the biggest blanket on the ground, followed by another to add extra comfort.

"Are you guys just some big ol' group of stoners?" Taehyung tilted his head to the side, laughing.

"No!" Jungkook was about to explain but his phone went off with a dare.

Go Skinny Dipping With Him: $2.5k

Taehyung's had gone off with the same dare.

Somewhere deep in Jungkook's teenage mind, he wanted to see Taehyung naked.

However, Jungkook did have morals, and he did realize he would also have to be naked.

"What is the views weird obsession with us being naked?" Jungkook laughed down at his phone nervously.

Accept        Decline

He figured they would have gone swimming sometime tonight in the river, so why not let his boxers dry?

Well, that was part of his excuse for clicking accept.

"Don't look." Jungkook turned around so he wasn't watching Taehyung either. He knew Taehyung had his eyes on him though, he felt like he was being watched.

When Jungkook turned around though, now naked, Taehyung wasn't looking. He was just standing there looking back into the forest as he undressed for the second time tonight.

"I-I-" Jungkook quickly looked away from Taehyung when the feeling never went away.

He quickly took off his boxers and laid them on a branch to dry before getting into the water so Taehyung wouldn't see him.

"You're so insecure," Taehyung frowned, his body on full display as he got into the semi-cold water. "Makes me sad."

Jungkook chose to ignore him, swimming closer for the warmth.

"Maybe we could finish what we started?" Taehyung nipped at Jungkook's jaw, smirking as Jungkook leaned his head back almost instantly.

In his head, Jungkook wondered if Taehyung was just going to use him for sex but what Taehyung does next is what changes his mind.

"Or we can just swim around and play a game. I don't mi-Why are you smiling at me like that?"

Jungkook shook his head back and forth.

"Nothing, I just-" He melts forward into Taehyungs arms when his hands go up and down Jungkook's shoulders. "Really like you."


"Yeah," Jungkook confirmed, leaning in kiss Taehyung.

Of all their kisses, this was his favorite. The first one was a dare. The second was done to calm Jungkook down. The others were heated and hot.

This one was slow, soft, and sweet. Everything sensual had to do with the way they locked their lips.

The right amount of tongue. Not too much to where it spells out sex, but not too little to where it's a peck.

The way Taehyung slid his hands to Jungkook's waist, his thumb moving in the water against his skin.

Jungkook shivered against Taehyung's somewhat warm body as they kissed. The air was cold at night, and being in the water wasn't helping.

"Cold, bun?" Taehyung broke the kissed, glancing down at the shivering boy.

"Stop calling me that,"

With a smile, Taehyung got out before Jungkook. Leaving the shaking boy in the water while he grabbed a blanket for Jungkook.

When he wasn't looking, Jungkook was in awe.

He understands why Taehyung isn't too shy about his body, and Jungkook couldn't help but stare.

"You're into photography? Why not take a picture, it'll last longer." Taehyung snickered as he threw Jungkook a towel to dry off in.

Jungkook put on boxers and his t-shirt before he and Taehyung shared a blanket to wrap up in and warm up.

With the dares complete, and nothing to complete at the time, they relaxed on the blanketed ground.

It felt completely normal for Jungkook to be lying in his arms, so they did it for hours.

"How long should we stay here?" Jungkook was lying on Taehyungs chest, his hair brushing against Taehyung's shirt as he looked up.

They both were half asleep. Their ice-cold skin had been warmed to room temperature and with it came the warm blanket of fatigue.

"Another half-hour? I don't know how long the cops will be roaming the town," Taehyung's voice was deeper than usual, laced with exhaustion. "But I'll walk back and get the bike and come get you."

"Are you sure? I can walk back with you."

"Go to sleep, before you know it I'll be waking you up to go home. It's safe out here right? No animals that could kill us?"

Jungkook shakes his head sleepily against Taehyung's chest.

With that final command, Jungkook let the slow and steady beat of Taehyung's heart lull him to sleep.


The loud snap of a branch is what pulled Jungkook away from his short-lived slumber.

"Taehyung?" He mumbled drowsily, but Taehyung was nowhere to be seen. Nor could he hear the loud whir of his motorcycle.

Turning his head to look behind him, he felt cold hands grip his mouth tight and pull him backward.

"Mphhh-" Was the only noise Jungkook could make besides muffles screams as he thrashed for freedom.

Jungkook through his head up to get a look at who his kidnapper was. He knew it couldn't have been one of his friends playing a joke on him, the grip on his jaw was so hard he was worried it would break.

"Stop moving!" He heard a loud whisper being shot into his hear and right to the stomach, where he suddenly felt the reality of things and the sudden urge to throw up.

"I have a dare to complete, but after watching you and V go skinny dipping...I think I want to have a little more fun with that body of yours before I complete my dare." The man's hands squeezed Jungkook's butt, forcing Jungkook to start to panic even more.

"No!" Jungkook screamed as loud as he could through the now sweaty and wet hand in front of his mouth.

"We have twenty minutes, baby, what's the rush?" The unknown man tried to take off Jungkook's shirt with only one hand but failed. "I'm going to take my hand off for just a second, if you start screaming, I won't hesitate to slit your throat."

If Jungkook knew anything about this game, he knew that some players were very dedicated. If this mans dare has anything to do with him, he knows the man can't kill him. That would mean the dare was a fail.

So, as soon as the hand ever so slightly let off the pressure, he began screaming.

"V! V! Help! Please! V-" Jungkook felt a harsh slap to his face before his own shirt was shoved into his mouth as a gag that prevented him from speaking.

"He's not coming, he doesn't really care about you. You let him suck you off, so what's so different if I do something too, hm?" Jungkook still couldn't recognize the man's face.

Should he have known this man? He sure knew Jungkook, but Jungkook didn't know him.

Hands crept up Jungkook's naked waist, making his body burn at the touch. He hated this, it felt like some sort of nightmare.

"-ease!" Jungkook tried to beg, kicking a thrashing when the man's hands landing on his waistband. He had tears running down his face like a faucet.

"Baby," There was that name again. It made his whole body shiver in disgust the way he said it.

The worst part was the only thing anybody could hear was his sobs through the gag and his screams that barely made it to the air.

Somehow Jungkook during his squirming he managed to kick the man in his privates, overpowering him just enough to get away from his hold.

He knew he couldn't fight his kidnapper, or run without tripping and falling, but he tried.

"Taehyung!" Jungkook screamed as he ran, no longer caring about exposing his name to whoever it was now chasing him.

There was no way Taehyung would here him over the whir of his motorcycle, but the fact that Jungkook could hear it made his heart at ease until his foot was grabbed and he was yanked through the leaves.

"Baby" The man sing-songs, making Jungkook scream and cry more. He wanted Taehyung or anyone for that matter except the man in front of him.

"I decided that you're little boy toy is coming a bit quicker than expected, so I'm just going to complete the dare. Doesn't that suck baby?"

Jungkook flinched at the words, but he didn't answer.

"Answer me, baby, tell me how much it sucks." Hands flew to his throat, a grip that told Jungkook to do as he was told.

He was sure he could never hear the word 'baby' in his life without his blood running cold.

"Y-Yeah, it sucks." Jungkook sobbed out, he couldn't help but cringe at how weak his voice sounded.

With one final squeeze of Jungkook's limp bulge and another rub at his nipples, the man grabbed him and threw him over his shoulder.

Jungkook kicked and screamed at the top of his lungs.

They were going toward the river.

"Shhh, baby. You need to save your breath. Need to be able to hold it for three minutes."

Jungkook's blood ran cold. Of all the things that just happened, this wasn't what he expected.

"I'm gonna die," Jungkook cried, he struggled against the strong arms as his body hit the cold water. It was much colder than before.

"Quit squirming or else I'll hold you under for four." The man's sweet mocking voice was now gone and something even scarier was now present.

"Please no, please don't do this." Jungkook cried, his body going limp in exhaustion. The whir of the motorcycle was getting closer but it wasn't close enough to save him from being dunked into the water.

The cold water rushed around his face and he would have gasped in shock if he didn't have to sit there for three minutes.

Jungkook could feel his lungs burning already, he was having a panic attack.

The game knew that this was his worst fear, the viewers did this to him.

How could a game like this exist and nobody says or does anything about it? He was going to be killed by a game, by a man controlled by the game.

He struggled against the man's grip, pushing up, pulling down. His body was suddenly not as exhausted as he previously was.

Just when he didn't think he could take it anymore, he opened his mouth to bite the arm holding him down. Swimming up for one huge breath before being shoved under again.

Tears were coming out of his eyes, but the water that was covering his whole body made it not noticeable.

Jungkook gasped, inhaling water when the hand holding him suddenly grabbed his neck harshly before letting go completely.

There was no care in the world about why the man let go of him early, all Jungkook cared about was trying to get the water out of his mouth.

Distantly, he could hear yelling followed by swear words and running but none of it mattered.

The burning sensation in his lungs, throat, his whole body for that matter is what mattered.

Half naked, shivering, and sobbing was not the way he pictured himself being right now, but here he was.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and muffled words. They were soft and sounded like Taehyung's but he couldn't help but flinch away with a nerve-wracking sob.

"Shhh, it's okay." Taehyung's voice was close. He held his eyes closed, worried that if he opened them up then Taehyung would be gone.

Taehyung sat there for a moment, a silence falling over them except for Jungkook's harsh breathing.

"I need you to breathe for me baby-" Jungkook's eyes opened with a gasp, shaking his head wildly.

"Don-don' ever call me that," He slurred out, his whole body was full of unknown emotions.

He was scared, obviously. But more disgusted with the fact that the game would allow something like that.

Most importantly, he was exhausted. From fighting to survive, crying, and it being rather late.

"I'm so sorry, Jungkook." Taehyung struggled not to call Jungkook anything but his name, not knowing what else would scare the boy now that he was finally calm.

Jungkook thanked god that his breathing slowed because of how bad his lungs hurt when he did so much as take a tiny breath.

"Can you ca-call my brother? I want him to come to get me." He completely ignored Taehyung's apology, voice wavering at the idea of him being told no.

Taehyung seemed to notice the fragile state of the boy (as anyone would) and grabbed Jungkook's phone to find Jin's contact.

"I'm so-" Jungkook didn't want to hear Taehyung apologize since it wasn't his fault, he hated how Taehyung's voice wavered with tears.

"It's not your fault. Stop." Jungkook whispered, not daring to look Taehyung in the eyes.

"Did he-" Taehyung adjusted the blanket so that it was fully coving Jungkook's shivering body.

Neither of them knew if Jungkook was shivering because he was cold or scared.

"No, he tried but he had a time limit on his dare."

Taehyung watched as the words flew out like word vomit, working Jungkook up more and more each word.

"H-h-h-I told him no, I cried i-out for you so much. Th-then he held me underwater-Y-y-"

"Stop, stop before you hurt yourself," Taehyung whispered gently as Jungkook's breathing got heavier again.

"Please call Jin," Jungkook whimpered, head falling forward as if he wanted to lean into Taehyung, but never quite made it.

"Jungkook, it's really late. Are you sure you don't want to just let me drop you off?"

"Call him!" Jungkook whispered as loud as he could, voice shot from all the screaming he did.

Fresh tears landed on his cheeks.

Taehyung called Jin and was greeted with a frantic voice.

"Why aren't you home?! Is everything alright?"

Taehyung then proceeded to explain where they were and that Jungkook needed to be picked up, claiming they were attacked.

Jungkook was now asleep, dry tears running down his face and head pressed against Taehyung's chest.

He almost wished he could just keep Jungkook asleep, but he had to get him on the bike to take him to the edge of the forest where Jin could pick him up.

In a quick movement, Taehyung picked Jungkook up.

The action was soft and steady, but as soon as he set Jungkook on the bike, he was awake.

"I want to go home with Jin, please don't make me."

Taehyung frowned at how whiny and sad the plea sounded. For all he knew, Jungkook hated him now.

"Please don't think I hate you, I just want my brother. I'm so sorry, I don't even know why I'm crying. I wasn't even-I'm fine,"

When Jungkook was crying after what happened at Taehyung's house, all he had to do was put him to sleep.

Sleep wouldn't fix this, though. Nothing but time would.

He couldn't imagine how scared Jungkook was. How loud he screamed for help.

If he hadn't gotten there in time, would Jungkook had been raped? Would the situation they are in now have been worse?

"Jungkook, we are going to see your brother. I promise you," Taehyung reassured the younger.

"I don't know why I'm crying." Jungkook tried to settle himself on the bike as Taehyung sits in front.

He didn't know if it was the fear of it all or the fact that it happened, that some game would force it to happen.

Maybe all three.

"Can you lie down on my back for me?" Taehyung didn't want him to fall backward.

They didn't move until Jungkook did so.

When he did, they left quickly and quietly. Nothing but the whir of the motorcycle could be heard.


"What, bun?" Taehyung prayed that nickname was still okay.

"It's not your fault," Jungkook mumbled in his ear tiredly. "I'm okay because of you."

Okay wasn't the word either of them would describe Jungkook or the situation he was just in, but if Jungkook wanted to use it, Taehyung wouldn't stop him.

All Taehyung did in response was a nod. He couldn't say something in response, guilt eating him up.

"Tae?" Jungkook asked again as they neared the end of the forest, he could see Jin's car.


"I quit, I can't do this. I don't want this to happen again,"

Taehyung's heart broke all over again at those words.

"You know you can't go to the police. They will hurt you."

"They just used my two biggest fears against me, I'm not sure what else they can do to me!" Jungkook's voice was still a mess, wavering and barely there. "You can't even call me b-ba-that word. I can't even say it, what a fucking pussy. Jesu-"


"Tae, I couldn't even fight him off and you beat him up and made him run in seconds!" Jungkook cried in frustration.

"The game and the viewers knew. They knew I was weak and they did it on purpose. They know I was scared of drowning, and guess what? I still can't breathe without pai-"

Jungkook was crying again, ranting hard enough to not notice his brother standing before them and Taehyung trying to quiet him down. At this point, his tears were solely from being tired.

"Jungkook!" This time it was his brother who got his attention. He noticed that Taehyung was crying almost as hard as he was. "What happened?"

"Listen, Kook. Let's resume this conversation tomorrow, or the day after when you're feeling a bit better." Taehyung tried to act like Jungkook's words weren't true.

The game was toxic, designed for natural selection to take place at all times. It wasn't fun, it was a hack and a danger.

Jungkook nodded in response, leaning into Taehyung for him to carry him to the car.

He laid him in the backseat, watching as Jungkook fell asleep almost immediately.

"What the fuck did you do?" Taehyung was met with an angry face. Jin.

So, he did the only thing he could do: tell the truth.

Well, most of it.

He could never tell the whole truth because in the back of his mind he knew the consequences.

Snitches get stitches.


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Tears spilled down Jungkook's face as he sat up with a gasp, gasping for air that he couldn't seem to get without his lungs screaming in pain from having to hold his breath for too long.

"Jungkook, it's me, Seokjin, Jin, your brother." Jin attempted to calm him down, only to fail.

"No," Jungkook whined, coughing aggressively as he tried to gasp in the air that he couldn't access.

"Here's some water, when he's calmed down from the panic attack." Taehyung, who had been invited by Jin after they met up.

Well, more like invited himself, claiming it was all his fault while he tried not to cry.

Jin thankfully took the water, turning back to Jungkook as soon as possible.

Jungkook had come back to his surrounding, breathing evening out in the slightest.

However, he still couldn't regain it back at its fullest.

Before he could even point at his chest he felt his inhaler at his mouth.

The effects took place almost instantly, Jungkook's breathing evened out (as painful as it was) and he slouched forward into Jin's arms in exhaustion.

"Hyung," Jungkook's voice was shot, barely even audible to Jin and he was right in front of him.


"M' head." He mumbled into Jin's shoulder.

Taehyung was awkwardly standing behind the couch watching the scene play out.

"What else hurts?" He asked, trying to make it known he was there. Taehyung's could only assume Jungkook hadn't heard him earlier.

However, he was ignored.

"Painkiller," He mumbled, leaning back so he wasn't shoved into Jin's chest.

It took a few minutes to get the pills down, considering Jungkook had coughed up the water in subconscious panic.

Jungkook looked his brother up and down. His eyes were teary and his normally soft features were hard and distressed.

"Can you make some soup? Or go to that restaurant in the city that I like?"

He'd do anything for his brother to wipe that look off his face.

He looked like Jungkook was a whole different person just because he had some bruises and was a little shaken up.

"Yeah, I can go and get some soup. It'll be like a half hour..."

Jin was quick to explain everything Taehyung could possibly need in that thirty minutes before rushing out the door to get what Jungkook requested.

"Go home, Taehyung." Jungkook was quick to stand and rasp his way to being alone.

Taehyung stood there, watching him like a hawk.

"You almost died, I-"

All he received in response was a dry laugh.

"Yeah, but let's not call the cops or anything," Jungkook shot angrily at Taehyung. "Go."

"Nerve suspended your dares for two days and took care of what happened. There's no need to report anything, they will come after you. It's not worth it."

The worst thing about what Taehyung was explaining to him was that Jungkook believed him, even if he was only the messenger of an act Nerve claimed they had some.

"Haven't other people died playing this?" Jungkook missed how Taehyung flinched at the question, not answering.

"I get if you want to quit the game and never speak to me again, but promise me you won't snitch," Jungkook felt eyes pursing into his soul.

As upset as he was, he nodded his head in agreement.


The next week went by slower than usual for Jungkook.

Physically, his wounds were healing. Mentally, he was scared, but who wouldn't be? Emotionally, he was confused.

He was upset with Taehyung for telling him to keep quiet, but at the same time, all he wanted to do was talk to him.

Throughout the week, he realized he shouldn't have gotten so mad at Taehyung for telling him not to tell, he was just protecting him. 

Most importantly, Jungkook wanted to quit Nerve but the game was smarter than he could ever be. Not sending him dares until his mood changed about quitting, like an addiction but bolder.

Every text he sent, every word he said, and every time he opened his phone he was reminded of Taehyung.

Which led him to the present day, where after a week of driving himself crazy he opened the chat between him and Taehyung.

Taehyung <3

jungkooki'm sorry :(

know u r mad at me but pls

take ur time

im sorry


wanna talk?

sorry i didn't respondneeded time

Jungkook barely even hit send and there was already a reply.

i'll pick you up in ten?

unless you don't want to go out

and talk, i mean

come over

With that, Jungkook covered up his bruised neck as best as he could with the time he had before Taehyung had arrived.

Jin had been at work, leaving them alone when Taehyung had finally knocked on the door.

The two bright-eyed males stood face to face for seconds before Jungkook finally broke the silence.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you. T-This wasn't your fault. None of it was, it was the games fault." He apologized, watching as Taehyung awkwardly looked down.

"I'm sorry too. For everything. My fault or not, I'm still sorry."

Jungkook nodded and opened the door enough to allow Taehyung to step in before leading him up the stairs by his fingertips.

"I'll forgive you on one condition." He gave Taehyung a small smile. "You need to take me out to eat. There's no food in this goddamn house and I'm going crazy."

Seemingly awaiting something more complex than food, Taehyung chuckled.

"There's one more!" Jungkook halted the action before Taehyung could even get it out. "Kiss me," He whined, dragging out his words and bouncing in his spot.

"You're a needy baby today," Taehyung teased.

"No, just, w-we got close in my opinion. Having to do all that stuff for the game brought us close and I mean I'm single, you're single, and I was just thinking mayb-" Jungkook started to ramble as his face became a deep crimson and the only way Taehyung could think of cutting him off from worrying was by kissing him.

However, this kiss was different than all the other ones. Instead of the forceful, pushing each other again the wall, this was light and delicate. Taehyung's fingers lightly brushed Jungkook's waist in a back and forth motion.

Instead of immediately asking for permission of Jungkook's mouth by licking his bottom lip, Taehyung waited until the end.

Pulling back for breath, Taehyung wraps his hands around Jungkook to pull him even closer.

"I agree, we could be friends, more than friends, boyfriends, whatever you want to call it in the future. For now, let's just be Taehyung and Jungkook, alright?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow, a small smile on his face.

With a nod, Jungkook squirmed his way out of his hold.

"I have to change."

"You look fine," Taehyung remarked because he did. He had black jeans and a t-shirt.

Jungkook pulled down his t-shirt slightly to show Taehyung his semi-covered bruises and the make-up that had rubbed off on his white shirt before taking the shirt off.

Normally Taehyung would stare at the boy's petite stomach, but today was different. His normally tanned stomach was littered in bruises and the sight made his stomach churn.

Perhaps Taehyung hoped that after a week everything would be fine, but the bruises were just a reminder that Jungkook was still healing. Mentally and Physically.

This was further shown when Jungkook constantly looked over his shoulder everywhere they went as if he was being followed.

These little things are what caused Taehyung to try and lighten the mood as much as possible as they sat in the tiny booth at the restaurant, eating. He forced the topic away as much as possible, talking about everything to get Jungkook to loosen up.

"You want a dessert or anything? Banana milk?" He offered as they finished their food, watching Jungkook scrunch his nose as he thought.

"No, thanks though," He decided, getting up. "I have to go to the bathroom, don't pay without me. I'm buying."

Jungkook walked down the hall and turned into another, taking note at the fast footsteps coming from behind him yet when he turned there was no one there.

He told himself over and over again that it was all in his head, but it seemed so real.

Opening the bathroom door, he heard the steps again. This time he didn't turn, he just closed his eyes for a moment, praying they would go away. The moment it stopped
is when he felt a breath on his neck before he was shoved onto the bathroom floor.

His hands were the first to scrap the ice-like tile before his face hit like a baseball to a glove, but he didn't miss the pair of shoes under a stall. Jungkook turned to see an all too familiar face that belonged to Kai.

The two seemed to stare at each other for a split second, locking eyes before they both scrambled for the door. Kai wanted in, Jungkook wanted him out.

Jungkook smacked his body against the door, pushing as hard as he could against the taller, heavier built opponent.

"You can't overpower me, just give it up Jungkook," Kai growled.

"Taehyung!" Jungkook screamed at the top of his lungs, praying that the elder would hear, or anyone for the matter.

The cold door digging further and further into his back made him falter in the slightest, allowing Kai to reach around the door handle and yank on Jungkook's arm. The violent tug sends Jungkook floundering forward into the door, slapping his face against the coat hanger with a gasp.

Just as he smacked his head, the stranger from the stall had opened it, having finished whatever he was doing, alarmed at the screaming going on.

"Help me!" Jungkook cried desperately. He could care less about what this older man thought about him, he wouldn't face Kai.

The man pushed the door, smashing both Jungkook's and Kai's hands in between the door frame and the actual door.

With a small whine, he slapped Kai's hand away so he could shut the door before locking it with his trembling hands. His eyes widened in fear when the man went to open the door.

"No! No, don't" Jungkook screeched, blocking the door. The man's wrinkled his face in a confused manner, his brown beard scrunching with the movement.

"I'm a cop, obviously not on duty now. You'll be fine, let me through."

Jungkook lit up at this statement although he was still shaking.

"No! You don't understand. There's this game! It's called Nerve, and all these people are being dared to do things illegal, dangerous, life-threatening!" Jungkook's heart faltered when he saw the older man smirk eerily. "He was dared to hold me underwater for 3 minutes, I was dared to ride on a motorcycle with the driver blindfolded! People are dying! You need to shut it dow-"

His frantic attempt at explaining was cut off by a knock on the door, followed by a "Jungkook?" from Taehyung. The tears in his eyes had fallen after explaining, realizing what he had done.

Jungkook hadn't originally planned on telling the police after what Taehyung told him, but he couldn't help it in the heat of the moment. His panicked mind completely threw out what he was told and now he was paying for it as the man in front of him shook his head back and forth.

"You're little boyfriend here really fucked up." He shouted to Taehyung, referring to Jungkook, whose arm was being held in a death-like grip.

"He does that sometimes." Taehyung sounded upset and it broke Jungkook's heart, but he was too panicked to care. He slowly inched his way to the door.

"Let go of me," Jungkook hissed when the man's grip tightened. He squirmed forward, barely managing to unlock the door to signal for Taehyung's help before he was jerked backward again.

In a flash, Taehyung was on top of the guy, pushing him away and grabbing Jungkook, pulling them into a full-on sprint out of the dark hallway and through the restaurant.

"I told you not to tell anyone, fuck!" Taehyung screamed as they sat on the bike. There was no time for helmets of anything due to the multiple game-players who were chasing Jungkook.

"I'm sorry!" Jungkook screamed over the whir of the bike. "What's the worst they can ever do?! Delete my account?!"

"They delete your fucking identity, Jungkook. You are no longer a person, you no longer have anything! All the money you made is gone. You are now a tied Nerve! The only way you can get it back is by winning the game," At those last words, everything pieced itself together in Jungkook's mind.

His desperate need to win, his unexplained family situation, his dying need for Jungkook to keep his mouth shut, his refusal to talk about how the game kills.

It all made sense. Not in its entirety, but it was enough.

"Shit," Jungkook cussed. "I panicked and I fucking blew i-why are you stopping?"

Taehyung pulled into an abandoned parking lot filled with empty semi-truck ends. Stopping and getting off the bike fast, looking around at each metal end as he fiddled around in his pocket.

"I hate you for coming into this. You never should have joined, never should have come with me to the city-"

"Taehyung I-"

"No, shut up and let me talk. Coming with me was the worst decision you could have made and I knew you didn't have what it takes to survive in a game like this. Hell, I don't but I'm forced to. However, your dumbass waltzes in a fuck us both over because now I'm attached to you. In the game and out of the game! Dare I say infatuated! And now I'm going to help yo-" Taehyung's voice was oddly calm until he heard the whir and screams of Kai and his crew.

"Wh-" Jungkook tried, but he was cut off again.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, don't hate me when you wake up." Taehyung hurried as the group of multiple cars pulled into the lot.

Jungkook could hardly grasp what Taehyung had stated before he felt a jab at the neck and his vision fizzled out.

His last sight was Taehyung giving a thumbs up to Kai.

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The cold metal pressed against his face was the first thing Jungkook notice to when he came to. The second being he was in the middle of a neon-lit metal box, with the same words Jungkook has been hearing the past week written on the wall.

'Snitches get stitches' in bright, fresh blood, written in cursive right in front of him.

Head aching and hands shaking, Jungkook stood up despite the way the room spun around him as he did so. The cold metal met his hands like an ice cube, making him shake even more.

"Snitches get stitches" The screen behind him suddenly turned on and began chanting with the same robotic voice that dragged him into this mess before it started explaining what to do.

"All the money you've earned, all the dares you've done, your ID is gone, and you are no longer on the map by law. Your identity has been suspended in the hands of Nerve until you either win or die." The message was blunt, straight to the point.

"You are currently up against V, who also has his identity in custody and Kai_1 for a final battle to see what two will move on to the final round before midnight tonight. Complete your final dares before midnight, and you will advance." Then the list of dares he had to do was displayed on the screen, all of them making Jungkook's heart race.

1. Set a busy building on fire.

2. Lie under a moving train.

3. Have sex with V.

Jungkook's mouth dropped even further as his eyes read each one.

"I-I thought sexual dares weren't allowed," He mumbled to himself in awe, suddenly feeling like he was going to puke.

Having sex wasn't even the worst dare, it was just surprising.

"All rules have been dropped in the finals." The screen answered for him, Jungkook's eyes widened.

With a final glance at the dares, Jungkook turned and stumbled for a way out of his current location. His head ached and his eyes were wet with tears that threatened to fall.

He slid the door up with what little strength he had, the drugs he was given still made everything hard. Processing information to walking.

Jungkook looked around, the lot was full of the same trailers and silent. Part of him wondered where Taehyung had gone or why he had drugged him and thrown him into the metal box.

However, as much as Jungkook felt betrayed, he had bigger issues.

Like getting home, doing his dares, getting his identity back.

But Jungkook has priorities, so he called his brother because he figured, why not?

"Jungkook! It is almost 8, where have you been all day?! I told you-" Seokjin's voice felt like a breath of fresh air to his ears.

Letting out a small sob, Jungkook cut him off.

"Hyung, I really fucked up." His voice cracked with every word he managed to get out. "I don't know what to do."

Jungkook finally let the built up tears he had been keeping in for the past week out, his brother's frantic questions became distant.

"I'm in the empty lot on the edge of town, between Yoongi's house and our hangout. I don't care who comes and gets me, I want everyone at the house when I get home." He told Jin, ignoring all the other questions before hanging up.

Then, Jungkook moved down his contacts list to Taehyung. His fingers lingering on the contact before shaking his head and turning off his phone.

Taehyung had told Jungkook right before he betrayed him that he was too weak for this game, that Jungkook fucked them both over. As true as it was, it still hurt.

The worst part of all was that Jungkook doesn't know if Taehyung had to turn Jungkook in or if he did it because he's with Kai. Either way, Jungkook couldn't seem to get angry.

There he sat, his mind jumbled with emotions and thoughts until a familiar car pulled up. Wordlessly, he wiped his tears and got in the back seat. Both Seokjin and Yoongi were in the car.

At first, all three sat there in silence until Yoongi finally turned.

"What'd you do this time?"

"I-" Jungkook broke into tears, even harder than he had before. "I snitched!"

Yoongi knew exactly what Jungkook meant, but Seokjin, on the other hand, had no idea what was going on.

"I thought you-" Yoongi tried, lost for words. "I thought you agreed to get rid of the game,"

"I tried! Y-you-I-it wouldn't let me! It didn't give me a single dare, not one, this whole week." Jungkook tried to explain. "Then, I went out to eat with Taehyung and I-I-someone was following us, tried to get me when I went to the bathroom and almost like the game planned it, a fake cop was in there, so I told him what was going on in a frantic manner a-and" He took a deep breath, before a few more tears fell down his cheeks. "We tried to escape but they were faster, so Taehyung knocked me out and I-I don't know if he is good or bad or what but I woke up and I have no identity, the only way to get it back is to win."

The elders let him ramble and ramble until he was finally done.

"I need you to breathe for me, Kook." Seokjin's voice was soft and calming, rooting Jungkook away from his issues for a split second.

"I can't win unless I make it to finals, and I have to complete three dares before midnight." He kept going. "Even then, I'll probably be against Taehyung."

"What are your dares?" Yoongi asked.

"Burn a building down, lie under a moving train, and-" Jungkook paused, deciding he didn't want to share.

"Jungkook, what's the third?" Yoongi narrowed his eyes.

"Have sex with Taehyung," Jungkook looked down, hearing his brother scoff. He then had to go back and explain to Seokjin what was going on from the beginning.

By the time he was done, they still hadn't left the lot and the whir of a motorcycle was the only thing that seemed to grab all their attention.

"Jin, don't. Let's just go, now. Before he comes over here." Yoongi was quick to recognize that Jungkook was in no shape to see Taehyung and Seokjin was not in the state of mind to do the right thing.

Jungkook didn't say anything, he just glanced at his vibrating phone, watching it light up before answering it.

"Are you alright?" Taehyung asked.

"Better than ever, feels so great when you drug me and throw me in a fucking box. I suggest you leave the lot before my brother actually kills you." Jungkook's voice was bitter, more than he wanted it to be.

"Jungkook, if I didn't do it, Kai would have literally killed you." He sounded sad, but Jungkook ignored it. "I-"

"Come to the car," Jungkook hung up and waited, watching Yoongi and Seokjin stare at him like he was crazy.

"He knows what to do, more than we do. We need him."

"How can you trust him?" Seokjin asked, watching Taehyung pull up with disgust.

"He's saved my life multiple times, and he did it again today. He had to turn me in or else Kai would have probably killed me." Jungkook said no more before he got out of the car to face Taehyung. Despite the weird situation, he knew that Taehyung was the only one who knew what to do.

"I'm sorry," Taehyung started, "I'm sorry I dragged you this far into the game, I'm sorry I wasn't there to stop you from saying anything, I'm sorry you have to do your dares and make it to finals. You have to complete your dares, Kook. If you complete them, then it's up to the viewers to pick the finalists between me, you, and Kai. It will be me and you, and I will let you win, you can have your identity. I'll help you win, I-"

"We need to shut this game down for good," Yoongi cut in from the car. "It's ruining lives, killing people even, then both of you can have your lives back."

"It's not that easy." Taehyung tried.

"We can try and see what we can do. You two need to do your dares and meet us at my house at exactly 1 in the morning. That gives the viewers a whole three hours to vote before the finals at 3 and it gives us 2 hours to make a solid plan." Yoongi seemed calm, he had a tendency to work under pressure.

"You can try, it won't hurt," Taehyung answered, turning towards Seokjin. "I promise I'll keep Jungkook safe, I'll be there to help with all his dares before I even think about doing mine."

"I don't even think Jungkook should do his dares..." Seokjin glanced at Taehyung warily.

"He has to, it'll distract the game. They'll be focusing on us, on who's going to win, it'll give you time to make up whatever plan you seem to think you can make." Taehyung doubted they could defeat the game, he'd been trying for years and had no luck. "What even are they?"

"Burn down a building, lie under a train, have sex with you," Yoongi answered for Jungkook, eyeing Taehyung, who blushed.

"I have lie under a train, hang from a crane, and-" Jungkook had never seen Taehyung stumble over words, but he did. "Well, you can probably guess."

"Save that one for last, if he says no-" Seojin started, but Jungkook wouldn't let him finish.

"We get it, hyung. We all know what consent is, he wouldn't do anything I didn't want him to..."

"He literally drugged you less than 12 hours ago, but go off." Seokjin rolled his eyes, a frown on his lips. "You're in major trouble, mister. No phone, no Taehyung, no nothing for the rest of your life. You're a fucking idiot and," He paused. "If you die, I will actually kill you, so come home and be safe."

Seokjin, much like Yoongi, was known to keep a hard exterior in situations like this. He had to, with their parents being gone. However, Jungkook managed to see right through it and hug him.

"Yeah," Jungkook's voice was shaking. "I love you."

"Hey, none of that. You'll be fine. Call me when you are on your way back, alright?" Jungkook nodded into Seokjin's neck. "Alright, I love you too."

With that, they all split up. Seokjin and Yoongi going to make a plan, while Jungkook and Taehyung just tried to do their dares as safely as possible.

They decided they were going to do their dares in whatever order they wanted since the game never specified.

First, Jungkook would set a building on fire, then they would hide out at the train tracks and complete that dare. Afterward, Taehyung would hang from the crane before they headed back to his apartment.

Neither of them discussed the major elephant in the room. Their main focus was completing the dares successfully, safely, and on time.

So, that's how they ended up in front of a gas station, wordlessly watching for any sign of anyone except the worker.

With a sigh, Jungkook paid for some gas.

Instead of filling up the bike, he began spraying it on the ground and jerking it towards the building in attempts of getting the building wet with the gasoline.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing!" The middle-aged man ran out from the store, shouting at Jungkook.

Taehyung was quick to grab the man before he could even get close to Jungkook, pushing him away from the gasoline.

"I will only say this once, got it? Leave before he lights this place up," Taehyung growled in his signature 'V' voice.

Eventually, Jungkook filled up a large bucket with gasoline and began pouring it inside the place. Splashing it on the walls, the counters, everywhere.

"I'll call the police! Are you guys out fo your minds!" The man screeched, ignoring everything Taehyung had said. "Take my money, what do you want?!"

Jungkook glanced at Taehyung in worry. He didn't, he wouldn't set the place on fire with the man inside of it.

The look was reciprocated before Taehyung shrugged, knocking the guy out before dragging him away from the gas station.

Once the gasoline was just about everywhere, Jungkook waited.

He couldn't just light it up as he stood there since the fire would cause an explosion due to the gas tanks.

When Taehyung returned, they were just as silent as before. Jungkook wordlessly got on the back of the bike, lighter in hand.

And when the took off, he dropped the lighter, the flames rising before his eyes like a flash of lightning before they had sped off. He had one hand filming and one hand on Taehyung's waist, digging into the flesh.

"Are you mad at me?"

At first, Jungkook didn't even process what he had said. He had been quiet for so long that Jungkook didn't expect him to say a thing all night.

"No," Jungkook wasn't mad at Taehyung, he was mad at himself for thinking that the game, Taehyung, or the dares weren't trouble waiting to happen. "I just want this game to end."

"It will. Once you win and get your identity back, everything will go back to normal. Like before you met me,"

Maybe Jungkook was crazy, maybe he had gone completely mad from the past two weeks. As much as Taehyung seemed to make his life even more chaotic just because of his presence, he refused to believe it was Taehyung's fault.

Taehyung didn't make him ride on a motorcycle blindfolded, he didn't make him burn a building down, he didn't make him almost get killed. Nerve did.

"Don't leave. We-I-I like you." Jungkook pleaded, only to be met with dark eyes glaring at him quickly before refocusing on the road.

"Once you're out of this mess, doesn't mean I will be too. You win, I lose. You get your identity, I don't. I have to keep playing and I won't let you get hurt any more than you already are." Taehyung sounded like there was no argument left to it.

"Yeah, like leaving isn't gonna hurt me even more?" He challenged.

Two weeks ago, Taehyung's badass snippy voice would have scared the shit out of him.

"It's only been two weeks, you don't like me. You like the thrill you have with me."

"Bullshit!" Jungkook spits back, eyes flickering to the look Taehyung shot at him. It basically said 'leave it alone', but Jungkook didn't exactly plan to do that. "I like you, We've been on dates, we've-you've given me a fucking blow job and basically gave me a lesson on doms and subs! C'mon, we are close!"

Jungkook paused before continuing again. "You even said you felt something before-"

"Jungkook!" Taehyung interrupted, making him flinch. "I said, stop."

"That's not fair! I'm not just some little pet you can hang out with for a little bit and lea-"

"Are you stupid?!" Taehyung pulled into the lot beside the tracks, turning to look at Jungkook. "I don't know what you don't get here, I'm protecting you!"

"From what? Nerve can't hurt me if I win."

"They'll hurt you to get to me, god, Jungkook. You're such a stubborn brat," There was teasing in his tone, almost like he was mocking him.

"Tae, please. What if they come up with a plan? What if we both get-" Jungkook was near tears for no reason. He was frustrated, upset with how problems just kept being thrown at him.

Taehyung seemed to notice this, with the pleading in his voice and his face softened.

"Look, I don't want to leave. I do like yo-"

"So stay!"

Taehyung narrowed his eyes.

"It selfish of me to put you in danger when you hardly even know me. You don't know anything about me, what I've done. What makes you so sure, hm?"

At loss for words, Jungkook waits. For what? He wasn't sure.

"Exactly," Taehyung whispered, looking around for the train.

"I-I want you to stay," Jungkook whined, shaking his head.

"Don't be whiny," He tsked, making Jungkook want to cry even more. "You're overwhelmed and scared, don't let that cloud your emotions. You're fine."

"You don-" Taehyung shushed him, brushing his thumb along Jungkook's cheekbone in a soothing manner.

"See? All better, no need to freak." He finally gave Taehyung a small smile back. "We will talk about it later. Now, we have a train to catch."

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Despite their fight, Taehyung managed to calm Jungkook down and avert his attention to the task at hand.

So, here they lie, hand in hand, on the train tracks.

Taehyung lies in front of Jungkook, with their faces facing each other. One hand was holding Taehyung's, while the other was filming.

To say he was terrified was an understatement. His hand that was holding the phone was shaking like a flag in the wind.

"I don't want to see you after tonight," Jungkook whispered so low that Taehyung could barely hear it.

He did, though.

"I l-like you, I-I just don't know what to believe. I-It doesn't make sense..." He continued.

"What do you mean?"

"Why don't you just win and leave me be. I was the on-one that fucked up and snitched. Then you just knocked me out and left to 'protect' me," Jungkook used the hand that was holding Taehyung's to make air quotes. "I get that you had to, but why didn't you stay?"

"I went-" He paused a bit, rethinking his words. "Kai forced me to leave, saying it was part of the process of being a snitch, he wouldn't let me leave for an hour. I came straight back."

"Okay," Jungkook nodded. As much as he wanted to never see Taehyung again, he yearned for them to be something more than just partners in a game who flirt.

There was just so much he didn't know about Taehyung, so much he hides and avoids that drives Jungkook crazy.

They sat in silence for ten minutes.

It wasn't awkward or uncomfortable. Just tense.

"You never answered me." Jungkook finally stated.


"Why are you helping me win? You need this. I don't know why, but the desperation in your eyes when I asked the night we met was crazy." Jungkook lazily ran his thumb back and forth against Taehyung's palm.

"I deserve every single thing I have right now, except you. All my problems, all the tears I've shed are for a damn good purpose. I deserve it. You, on the other hand, deserve much more than this stupid game has to offer. More than I have to offer."

"You've only known me for a few weeks, what makes you so sure?" Jungkook asked in a small voice.

Taehyung stayed silent as if he was thinking. "I didn't need to know you longer than ten minutes to know that you deserved better than being paired with me."

Jungkook couldn't stop the blush that rose to his face, only getting worse as he became embarrassed.

"Don't worry about me, bun. Let's just worry about doing our dares and getting your identity back, we'll talk after."

The nickname left a shiver down Jungkook's back, but he ignored it, the blare of a train's horn coming from right behind him followed by Taehyung shoving Jungkook's head down to the ground had caught him off guard.

The sudden pressure and wind of the approaching train had both of them holding their breath, too scared to look up. However, both of them could feel the vibrations getting stronger and stronger, the horn blaring more and more before it finally approached them.

If Jungkook's hand didn't have a death grip on the inside of the track, he was sure he would have been sucked under the train.

Distantly he could hear Taehyung say something, but the whir was just too loud for Jungkook to do anything but pray for it to be over.

After 30 seconds, the weight of the pressure from the train was released yet the ringing in his ear remained persistent as Taehyung lifted him from the tracks.

Surprisingly, that wasn't as bad as Jungkook thought it would have been.

He wasn't dead, Taehyung wasn't dead, and they both seemed fine. The slight tremor in Jungkook's walk was the only sign of fear.


"Never better," Jungkook's voice had a bratty tone to it, causing him to receive an unreadable look from the other.

Either way, the look wasn't a happy one, so he shut his mouth and waited to be guided into the next dare.

Taehyung had to complete his own dare, then they were to go back to the apartment and do their final dare before heading back to Yoongi's to see if somehow, someway, they could help them.

"We are gonna walk, it's right over here." Taehyung, for the first time, had a look of genuine fear. "I want to tell you why I snitched"

Shocked, Jungkook just nodded.

"My best friend, his name was Moonbin, and I joined Nerve as a joke. We were poor kids from Daegu and just wanted to make some money to help support our struggling families." Taehyung smiled softly as if he was stuck in nostalgia. "We were desperate, but Moonbin was a different level of desperate. His mom had diabetes her whole life, needed the treatment to survive. Medical bills really add up."

The two continued to walk to the nearby construction site.

"We were so close to the end for the last round of Nerve, I wanted to call it quits, I was done risking my life so I told him I'd do one last dare with him, then we'd both quit." He pointed up at the crane. "We were to hang from this crane for ten seconds while filming. Big bucks, money that Moonbin needed. I tr-tried to back out, tried to get him to back out. I offered him my money, told him I would do it since his dominant arm was already weak from a broken arm a month before."

Jungkook tried to look at Taehyung's face, but he refused to look in his direction.

"He climbed up to the top, despite my protests. Told me to wait for him down here where it was safe." His voice cracked as he stumbled over the next sentence. "I told him if he did it, we wouldn't b-be friends again. That was the last thing I said to him before his body landed right in front of me. H-his hand slipped and died on impact."

Reaching for Taehyung's hand seemed natural in a moment like this, so Jungkook squeezed his hand to tell him to keep going.

"I called the cops, wasn't in my right mind to do anything but cry and try and explain what happened. I give a majority of the money to his mom anonymously, I can't get myself to go see her."

"I-Tae, I'm so sorry, I did-didn't know," Jungkook felt like an asshole.

All the times he had gotten mad when Taehyung wouldn't explain came back to haunt him.

"You weren't supposed to." He finally squeezed Jungkook's hand back.

"You need to win."


"No, You'r-Moonbin. You need to win for him, that's why this matters so much right? Avenge his death and everything the game has done to you. You need this much more than I do."

"Let's talk after we get this done," Taehyung avoided the question yet again, making Jungkook's nostrils flare.

"You can't avoid it forever. Why won't you just let yourself have the win, I want you to hav-"

He was cut off by Taehyung grabbing him by the shoulders.

"Quit being a brat," There were tears in his eyes from earlier, but his voice screamed that he was anything but sad. "Just listen to what I say for once, please! We have other issues to deal with before we worry about that, so can we please just get to finals first."

Jungkook wiggled from his grip to get away from the shouting, but he nodded nonetheless.

"Fine, get your dare done, I'm coming with you" Jungkook was back to being snippy despite Taehyung's warning.

However, his intentions were pure. If Taehyung fell, Jungkook would be ready to reach his hand out.

"I could literally-" Taehyung took a deep breath of frustration. God, if Jungkook was his actual boyfriend he would punish the hell out of him.

But that's the thing, Jungkook isn't his.

The internal struggle between keeping Jungkook safe and being selfish enough to crave the boy was driving him insane.

Both of them remained quiet as they walked and crawled up the crane until the two were standing on the edge where Taehyung was to hang off of.

"I'll be right here, less than a millimeter away from your arm." Jungkook finally spoke, his voice much softer now that he had calmed down from earlier.

It was weird for the both of them, for Jungkook to be comforting Taehyung in the same ways as Taehyung did Jungkook.

Obviously, they comforted each other mutually, but in different ways.

"If I fall, It'll pull you down too..."

Gesturing towards his other hand, Jungkook pointed out that he had a hold of the other pole, securing him to his spot.

Taehyung took a deep breath, leaning down shakily to do his dare. Looking down made his breath quicken, his hands shake even more.

"Tae," He grabbed his hands with his free hand.

"I don't like heights," Was all he said, shaking his head.

"Just look at me then."

Taehyung's heart probably would have exploded with how cute Jungkook was if it hadn't already stopped from being so high in the air.

"O-Okay" he gulped, his eyes connecting with Jungkook's doe-like eyes.

Taehyung lowered himself until he was hanging with 2 arms, he still had to release one of them and film.

Meanwhile, Jungkook leaned forward as far as possible to make sure he could get a grip on him if he needed to.

Despite his shaking arms, Taehyung finally let go with one arm and filmed, the ten-second count down began.

"Please don't fall," Jungkook whispered, their eyes still locked together.

Taehyung was strong enough to hold himself for ten seconds, but the fear of falling seemed to make everything so much worse.

His arm was now shaking at the strain instead of fear, his knuckles white from trying to grip so hard.

"3," The wind hit him just right, his fingers almost slipped.

"2" He barely had a grip, he knew he was slipping.


Just as Taehyung's hand was about to slip, he threw his phone to the platform and latched on with his second hand.

Jungkook pulled Taehyung up onto the platform and into his lap as he pulled him into a hug.

"I thought you were gonna fall and die, I'm so sorry for being snipp-"

Taehyung cut him off with a kiss. The kiss was soft, slow, desperate.

Their lips crashed over each other like waves on a stormy night, as if they were trying to tame each other.

"Me too." Was all Taehyung said, gulping deeply afterward.

In a way, they were each other's Nerve.

They were addicted to each other, couldn't stop even if they tried.

Too desperate for each other, for someone who understood them even when the risks told them to run away.

Taehyung confused Jungkook, and Jungkook confused Taehyung.

One minute Taehyung claims he wants Jungkook to win because he deserves to be happy because he likes Jungkook, hell, even loves Jungkook. The next he doesn't want to see Jungkook again, for his safety even when Jungkook is safest with Taehyung.

On the other hand, Jungkook mirrored the actions. He wanted Taehyung, but if Taehyung didn't want him, he'd do his best to act mutually.

A constant game of expected pain for both of them.

However, as they sat on the platform, Jungkook now in Taehyung's lap, touching as if they never would see each other again, they left their indecisiveness in the past and left the consequences to the future.

"Ta-Taehyung, what are you doing?" Jungkook whined when Taehyung moved his mouth to Jungkook's neck. "We have time before we have to do our last dare"

"I take it back. If we both live through finals, I want to give it an actual shot. I want us to give it a shot. Ple-" Taehyung took a deep breath, he was so utterly desperate.

"I don't think you're in the right min-"

"No! I just almost slipped and fell to my death without even telling you how I feel. We could die tonight, we don't know what they will make us do." His eyes narrowed.

"I really fucking like you, like, I adore you. A-And I know you want to never see me again after this, but please. One date, me and you. No Nerve, no dares, just us. We can get dinner, then go watch movies at my apartment. We can go putt-putt golfing, I don't care."

"In case one of us dies tonight, I want a shot, but only if you win."

"Jungko-" Taehyung tried, but Jungkook had already pulled him in for a kiss, sealing the deal.

"Let's head to my apartment," He decided they could talk more about what Jungkook said afterward.

It was Jungkook's first time, he didn't want him distressed more than he already was.

"Can you do that one thing again, I promise I won't cry this time," Jungkook looked up as they finally came down from the crane, his face was hotter than the sun.

Taehyung chuckled at the innocence of it all, nodding. "I'm being gentle tonight, but we'll see. This time we will take better precautions than last time"

"This is my fir-"

"I know, that's why I'll do whatever you want. It's about you, bun."

Jungkook blushed again, scurrying to the motorcycle and getting on.

They took a final look at the crane, Jungkook rubbing his thumb along Taehyung's bicep for comfort.

Wordlessly, Taehyung started the motorcycle, turning to look at him.

"Let's hope your misfit friends found a plan to stop Nerve. For Moonbin, for us, for everyone. This game might have ruined our lives, but it shouldn't have to ruin others,"

Jungkook smiled weakly, the tears in Taehyung's eyes made his heart clench, but his determination overpowered his weaknesses and kept him going.

Jungkook admired that, nodding in agreement before the two rode off to the apartment, leaving their doubts on the platform where they declared their admiration for each other.

Chapter Text

Walking into Taehyung's apartment again brought him back to the first night he met him.

Which was kind of ironic they were dared to be in a relationship and nobody seemed to think it was weird, including them considering that a couple of weeks later they were professing their love for each other in case they die.

Maybe Taehyung was mixing up love and infatuation, but so was Jungkook.

If they live through tonight, their feelings about each other could change and they both would accept it and just be friends.

But for tonight, their last night potentially, they were each other's vices.

Jungkook was sat in Taehyung's lap leaning down as their lips met.

"Nerve needs proof we had sex, but the viewers won't see, luckily," Taehyung mumbles in Jungkook's ear.

"I didn't want to make a sex tape at 17 anyway," Jungkook smiled.

"Really? Thought you'd be into that?" The older poked fun.

Jungkook pushed Taehyung's shoulders down to the bed, going down with him.

"We both don't have identities, who can they expose?" The joke hit too close to home for both of them, but it was true.

"Ah, rebellious bun? All bark no bite," Taehyung smirked.

"Shut up, I'll bite your dick off!"

"Who says my dick'll be in your mouth?"

Jungkook widened his eyes when he realized what he was implying.

"I c-can if you want?" His face was a bright red already.

"Anything to make you more comfortable, I'll bottom if you really want me to," Taehyung grimaced.

Not that Taehyung had never bottomed before, he just preferred to top. However, if Jungkook had already lost his dick virginity than maybe topping would be better for him.

"You'd do that for me? N-Not that I want to top you, but you would if I did?" The younger's eyes widened.

"Yeah of course, whatever you want."

The younger of the two jumps up and connects their lips.

"Let's do this," He whispered into Taehyung's ear making his neck tingle.

Taehyung shifted so that Jungkook was lying down beneath him, their privates resting on each other behind their clothes.

His mouth trailed down Jungkook's neck and to his jaw before dropping to the neckline of his shirt.

"Hm," Jungkook groaned when Taehyung bit down ever so slightly on his collarbone as he slowly slid Jungkook's shirt off.

Jungkook took a shaky breath, reaching for Taehyung's shirt in return.

"Tell me if you don't like something, alright?" Taehyung murmured, waiting for Jungkook to nod before putting one hand on the clothed bulge and one hand on the youngers nipple.

Leaning down, he left hickeys around Jungkook's nipple with a smirk as the aforementioned squirmed.

"Sensitive?" Taehyung rasped into Jungkook's ear, who nodded eagerly.

When Taehyung ducked back down, Jungkook leaned down as well to kiss his neck moaning whenever the older would scrap his teeth against his nipple or rub against his clothed member.

Panting, Jungkook pulled away. "Why're you teasing me?"

"You're so impatient," He grinned, hand moving down to Jungkook's pants. "Want me to take them off, or do you want to?"

Jungkook hesitated before pulling his own pants down, followed by his boxers which left him bare and a bit chilly.

Taehyung followed suit, watched Jungkook's eyes to make sure he was still okay with everything they were doing.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked the younger, who was lying on a new sheet Taehyung laid down earlier so their clean up was easier.

"Yeah, just be gentle. I heard it hurts." Jungkook nodded eagerly, he was hard as a rock from all the teasing Taehyung did prior to this.

"Can you turn over?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook complied almost immediately.

Yeah, he was nervous, but he was also a horny teenager.

"This-" The elder squirted some lube onto his hand. "Might feel a bit weird, tell me if it hurts."

Taehyung slid his long, slender finger into Jungkook's tight entrance slowly watching Jungkook's face for any signs of discomfort.

"Feel ok?"

"Yeah, I-I mean it doesn't feel bad, but it doesn't really feel like intense pleasu-" Taehyung started moving his finger around in small circular motions. "Ah," Jungkook moves forward a bit at the unknown feeling, nearly getting away from Taehyung.

In response, Taehyung rested his other hand on Jungkook's bare waist to keep him still as the circular motion became more vigorous.

When he seemed stretched out enough for another, Taehyung added another finger. He rested them in place for a few seconds to allow the younger to adjust before thrusting in and out slowly.

"Oh!" Jungkook jerked forward, the hand on his waist tightening as he almost got away again.


"Yeah, just feels so~" He moans again when Taehyung spreads his fingers, grinding them down to find a certain spot.

Jungkook's screech and jerk forward told him when he found him. He jerked forward so much that Taehyung had to reinsert his fingers before stroking the same spot again over and over again as Jungkook squirmed around Taehyung's other hand that was holding him.

"Fu-fucking god, Tae!" He squealed when he felt another finger being added, throwing his head back.

"So sensitive," Taehyung coos, pressing his fingers against the youngers prostate and holding it there and he squirmed in overwhelming pleasure, coming unexpectedly all over the sheet below him with a stiff jerk of his whole body.

"Holy shit, what the fu-" Jungkook panted, the unexpected orgasm wiped him out.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," He tried to catch his breath. "By the time you're done stretching me, I'll be hard again."

Sure enough, when Taehyung had finally stretched him enough to where he felt like they could have sex almost painlessly, Jungkook was hard and squirming in pleasure once more.

Leaning up, the younger initiated a kiss in hopes of calming his nerves.

"You'll be okay. If it hurts, tell me and I'll pull out. You still want to do this?" Taehyung had Jungkook turn over so they were now facing each other.

"Y-yeah. If it hurts, I'll say...banana milk? Because I try and squirm when I'm overwhelmed, so you'll know the difference." Jungkook's voice seemed so soft and sweet compared to Taehyung's deeper voice.

Both of them grinned softly at each other.

"Okay," The elder agreed, beaming at the boy's antics.

Taehyung grabbed a condom, rolling it onto his member before applying more lube on both his length and Jungkook's entrance.

He leaned down one final time, giving Jungkook a kiss on both the lips and the forehead. One hand guided Jungkook's legs up around Taehyung's waist while the other grabbed his neglected member.

The whole time Taehyung had been pleasuring Jungkook he had a throbbing cock that he tried to desperately ignore.

Guiding his member to Jungkook's entrance, he entered as slowly as he could watching Jungkook's face for any sign of discomfort.

About half-way in, Jungkook winced a bit, trying to hide it. Taehyung immediately came to a halt. More because Jungkook was tightening up in anxiety, meaning he couldn't go anywhere.

"Shh, it's okay. Just relax your muscles and I can pull out if you'd like." Taehyung said as softly as he could.

"No, just give me a sec!" Jungkook raised one hand, closing his eyes for a few seconds as he adjusted. "Okay, go ahead."

Taehyung hesitantly slid in until he bottomed out, the younger below him took a deep breath as he tried his best to get used to the stretch.

"It'll get better, I promise," Taehyung kisses Jungkook's cheek, receiving a small grin in return from the distressed boy.

The elder knew that it had to have hurt the boy, he could feel how tight he was around his member and frankly, it drove him crazy to keep still.

After what felt like forever to the both of them, Jungkook finally nodded his head, giving Taehyung the okay to move.

Slowly he slid out and back in again, making sure Jungkook was alright.

There was no sign of pain or pleasure in his face, probably that middle where the pain and pleasure mix before the pleasure overrules the pain.

"Go a little faster?" Jungkook seemed unsure, but Taehyung thrusted a tad faster watching as Jungkook's mouth formed an O.

"K-keep going."

So Taehyung did just that, groaning as he started to go faster, pushing into the tight heat harder. Not hard enough to be considered rough, but harder than the soft movements he was doing moments before.

"Feels good, Tae," Jungkook moaned, his bottom squirming in pleasure, switching the angle of Taehyung's dick.

"Fuck, I'm not gonna last long. You're so t-tight," His even, steady thrusts turned a bit off pattern and the tip of his cock smashed into Jungkook's prostate.

Jungkook's back arched, his vision goes blurry while Taehyung repeatedly pounds into the same spot over and over again.

The pleasure has Jungkook clenching even harder around his member, causing him to burst out a loud moan as well while he chased his desperate release from having to wait so long.

His free hand flies to Jungkook's member to jerk him off, hoping they'll finish relatively together.

"Tae, fuck!" Jungkook screeches before gasping when his orgasm washes over him, his cum painting both his chest and Taehyungs.

Taehyung was close behind, two thrusts before he buried himself deep inside Jungkook, releasing into the condom as Jungkook moaned in overstimulation beneath him.

Pulling out, Taehyung ripped off the condom and cleaned Jungkook's panting body before his own.

"Sex is so much fun, holy.." Jungkook trailed off, still panting with sleepy post-sex eyes.

"Was I too rough? Are you feeling okay? Do you need water?" Taehyung asked multiple questions as he picked Jungkook to discard the sheet he put down earlier and put him on the soft blankets.

"I need you to stop worrying. It was good, I loved it. Now please come lie down with me, it's cold." Jungkook lazily grabbed a hold of Taehyung's wrist to pull him down.

"We can sleep for about two hours before we have to get up and clean up before going to Yoongi's to see if they came up wi-are you sleeping?" Taehyung felt the body that was nearly on top of him breath even out.

Taehyung smiled, brushing the sweaty hair out of Jungkook's eyes, wishing this moment could last forever.