I could see the light dim in his eyes, that thought had clearly crossed him mind. He was trying not to show a change in mood or emotion, but I could tell. I felt quite proud that I did that to him. I stared at him, my arms crossed and slightly swaying as a devilish smirk appeared on my face. I had thrown him off his game. I wasn't stopping now, the ball was in my court and I wasn't going to let him have the last laugh,
"Get out" I simply said, tilting my head towards the door as I licked my lips,
Taehyung looked at me and snorted, "You can't tell me to leave, this isn't your room" He chuckled,
"Well guess what, it isn't yours either" I pointed out, "I spend more time in here than you so it's more mine than yours... now get. OUT!"
Taehyung huffed and rolled his eyes. He walked towards the door and opened it,
"Don't even think about slamming that door!" I snapped.
He chuckled quietly and walked out of the room and down the hallway, leaving the door wide open.
I gritted my teeth as I walked over to the door and slammed it shut in frustration, "ass"
"Don't slam that door!" I heard Taehyung call out from the hallway, mocking my voice. That made my blood boil. I imagined him having a big wolfish smirk on his face as he said that, walking down the hall. I turned back around and glared at Namjoon and Yoongi,
"You're his posy, shouldn't you be following him?" I asked them, talking to them the same way 8 year old boys mock 8 year old girls,
They knew better than to talk back. I knew this because Yoongi opened his mouth to speak (probably to say something snarky or sarcastic) but then closed his mouth. They both gave me death glares before walking back to their dorm room through the bathroom, closing the door behind them.
Jimin looked at me and smiled, "wow, you went beast bode on his a*s" he said enthusiastically as he went for a high five,
"Don't do that" I said simply, my mood still spoiled,
He blushed and put his hand down, "right, sorry,"
I put my hands in my pockets and sighed, looking at the floor. I then looked up at them,
"Can I live in here?" I asked softly
Jin's face softened and he nodded, "of course you can, we'll get your stuff for you" he said
I sat down on the couch, "thank you" I mumbled,
"It'll be fun, you can sleep under my bunk," Hoseok said, smiling,
"Alright, thanks" I said, giving him a slight nod of acknowledgement.
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A couple hours after the incident. Jimin, Hoseok and Jin went over the other room to gather my stuff. I heard them bicker with Namjoon and Yoongi because the walls are very thin. I enjoy listening to Jimin bicker with Yoongi because his voice goes up an octave which I find a bit funny because his voice is already high.
15 minutes later, they came back with a couple of trash bags filled with my stuff and placed them in front of my new bed. Most of it was articles of clothes so it didn't take long to put away. The guys cleared out a drawer and a little bit of space in the closet for me and I hung and put my clothes away. I didn't speak to them much, not in the mood to talk or have conversations about what had happened. I hardly made eye contact with them also, too embarrassed to show my face and meet their gaze. They went to the cafeteria for dinner while I stayed in the room, sulking on my bed, not in a mood to eat. However, Jin brought me back some noodles and broccoli because he takes care of us and makes sure we eat no matter what, I admire that about him. Jimin informed me that while they were eating, Taehyung and his posy walked by their table and made a sly comment about me not being there and me being something along the lines of a p*ssy. Normally, something like that would affect me but I was already so detached from my feelings that it didn't faze me. I wasn't surprised, it's Taehyung, he'll do anything to make himself look and feel better. I quietly ate my dinner as we watched k-dramas on the TV. Usually Jin wouldn't let us eat on the couch but he made an exception for me today because he could tell was upset.
At around 9:30, the alarm went off for us to go to bed so we took turns in going to the washroom and brushing our teeth before climbing into our individual beds,
"Hey Kook, at least now you'll get a good nights sleep" Hoseok chuckled from the bunk above me, referring to all the snoring, talking and squeaking that occurred in the other room at night,
I sighed softly, "yeah, I guess" I agreed, looking straight up at the metal bars of the bed frame and the underside of Hoseoks single-sized mattress,
"Too soon?" He asked,
"Little bit, yeah" I responded turning to face the wall, and pulling the blanket up over my shoulders,
"Right, sorry.... good night" he replied softly,
"You too" I said before silence fell over the entire room. It was so quiet, I could hear the buzzing sound the hallway light made. I had anything but a good night. I didn't sleep for one minute. I kept tossing and turning, a constant train on thoughts flooding my mind while having a strong urge to cry. I couldn't get comfortable for the life of me. My neck hurt, then my back, then I was too hot before being too cold, it was so frustrating. Breaking up with Taehyung was affecting me more than I thought it would.
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I'm Not Crazy || Taekook
Fanfiction"I might be in a mental hospital, but I'm not crazy" "I never said you were" "Good, don't ever say or imply it" _______________________ Taekook FF Started: 02/04/19