"You had a week to finish the project..." The female teacher announced, her mouth still wide open as she stared down at Taehyung's project. "Yet, you finished in a day, and got a perfect grade!" She beams, my eyes widening as she ruffled my blonde hair as I blinked down at her awkwardly.
"Yeah... We worked hard." I murmur.
I looked around the room, the rustle of the project papers still being heard as I pattered to my seat, clearing my throat. Taehyung still wasn't here... I had most of my classes with him, so I have a chance to look out for him. I wonder if he's in some sort of trouble.
I guess I should let it go.
>>He skipped a class. Kim Taehyung skipped a class! He skipped for the first time! I knew that girl was doing some damage to him. My stomping came to a pause and I freeze once a door was nearly swung in my face. I laugh nervously, my grin fading afterwards as I watched Hyeji and Taehyung walk out a bathroom.
"Oh- Sorry, Jimin." Tae simply mumbles to me, walking off with that witch.Sorry?
Sorry!?
Is that all he has to say!?!
"Hey! Uhh-" I reluctantly call out, loosening the collar of my wooly V-neck sweater, catching up to my best friend. Why did he look like this? He looked... disturbed. "I wanted to know if you wanted to sleep over.."
"Ah, I can't. I have somewhere to be tonight, actually!" Taehyung reaches out for my shoulder, but I step back, his comfort was irrelevant at this point. I shrug, keeping my sharp eyes cold on his before I strolled off calmly. No need to get mad, it's just my best friend choosing my rival over me. Mhm.
"Such a bull." I hear Hyeji scoff, "Always angry."Taehyung didn't bother to defend me.
>>"Jimiiiin! Come wash these dishes!"
"Coming, mama." I grumble, tossing Jihyun from the last steps of the stairs, turning to a fit of giggles as he groaned out in pain, dashing to the kitchen. "Okay." I nod, turning on the water.
While rinsing off the soap off the last pile of dishes, I can hear Jihyun whining about my hostility to my parents.
"You were walking too slow!!" I holler out, a string of cusses spilling from Jihyun's mouth in the living room. I quickly place the last pot into the bin, rushing upstairs to my room, and locking my door.It would've been more fun with Taehyung here. So, I guess it's up to me to entertain myself. I glance to my long mirror, picking at my chubby cheeks.
"I should lose some weight.." I utter, my eyes darting down to my torso and my legs. I liked the way I looked. Sometimes. I'm quite slim, I could use some muscles and abs... But then I'd look like some box....Would I lose my ass?
I turn to the side, my lower back forming a curve leading to my "buttocks". I admire my figure for a couple of more seconds before being startles by a loud thud on my window. I broaden my eyes, and nearly choke on my spit as I stand straight, waddling to the window. My expression just dead serious once my eyes came in contact with Taehyung that was smirking.
He began to speak, but I could barely understand a thing through my thick window, sliding it open and leaning my head out. This boy was barely standing on the fence...
"So, you show up after declining my request." I narrow my eyes, but he frowned.Checking my own ass in the mirror. Wonder if he saw.
If he did, I want to kill him.
"I uh.. I was at a party, and the cops showed up, so I fled." Taehyung explains, "Can I come in?"
I grab him by the ear as I expected him to enter, but instead he yanked me out my window and swiftly carried up.He can carry me!?
I hit his chest repeatedly as he pushed me up on my roof, and I begin to panic, holding onto the chimney for dear life. What the hell was he doing?!
"Taehyung! Get me back to my room right now!" I shout out in fury, glimpsing down at him while he was trying to make in effort in climbing up with me."Really?" He smugly grins.
"Yes, you horse-wad! You know I'm afraid of heights!" I scold, and through the same scary-shit process, I was back in my room. I swat Taehyung that tried to talk to me. I continue hitting him, and he just couldn't help but laugh!I was tossed on the bed, Tae hovering over me with a small hug.
Great.
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Sunshine
RomanceDo things ever have happy endings? Endings that are yearned? Craved? Expected? "I'll never forgive myself for this." Taehyung narrows his eyes, the warm rays of sun resting on his light honey skin. Just how I love it. "It's alright, sunshine." I...