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Chaos Rose

- Caught Red-Handed -

Park Y/N's POV

"So... how are you feeling now?" Jimin hesitantly asks as he places my breakfast on the wooden table.

Sighing, I blankly stare at the well-cooked sausage and scrambled eggs - my favourite.

Not even uttering a single word, I hesitantly dive in, to which he joins me in silence.

Eyeing him closely, I wonder if I've made him worry too much. His head hangs low, playing his food around before devouring them. As if he senses my curiosity, he stares at me back, mouthing a 'what'.

Have I gone too far?

Ever since yesterday, he keeps checking me over time, stealing a glance out of the corner of his eyes. I've caught him scrutinising me a few times, and his look reflects a mix of worry and apologist. However, those eyes only lasted for a second before a smirk danced across his lips, mocking how weak I was.

Yeah, I lied.

I lied about being sick and wanted to go home early.

After the Jungkook incident, I ran off straight from the class, not giving a damn that I created a fuss over his jokes. Honestly, I don't know whether he's just making fun of me or what, but it sure does hurt my feelings. His words, they're still hanging in my chest. As I darted across the hall, Jimin's face shamelessly popped into my mind.

Flashback

'Out of all the people I know, why tf do I go to this asshole's class,' I mentally curse myself.

As I'm close to knocking on the door, a voice chime in.

"Y/N~ What are you doing in front of- Holy shit, Y/N! Are they tears on your face?" Taehyung widens his eyes, hands are now holding my shoulders.

"T-those are just my sweat, Tae. I'm fine."

"Your eyes are red and your body's trembling! What's wrong!? WHO MADE YOU CRY?"

No words are spoken. The tears I've been holding burst forth like waterfall, running down my face wetting the back of his hands. Everything hurts so badly. I don't understand how Jungkook's words can affect me so much.

"I... I don't want to talk about it, Tae," I inhale sharply, coughing before continuing, "at least not now."

If Taehyung wasn't panicking before, now he is. Eyes are searching on my face, hands now reaching my cheeks demanding for answers. However, he then decides to suppress all his questions for now.

"Do you want Jimin to take you home? I'll just tell him you're sick."

Although I hate myself for being dramatic, the word 'home' somehow soothes me. So nodding to the raven haired boy, he then knocks on the door, confronting the teacher how sick I am, in urgency for my brother's help.

And that's how a hysteric Jimin shoves anyone who stands on his way. He runs after me, backpack hanging tightly on his shoulder while pushing Taehyung away. A second later, he bombards me with questions like "Do you need to go to the hospital?", "Do you want to call mom and dad?", "How come you're sick?", "Then wHY DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL!?"

Everyone knows me getting sick is a once in a blue moon.

So I guess it's normal for him to.. freak out?

Before I can utter a single word, I found myself being pulled by Jimin, sprinting across the hallway straight to the exit.

Slowly turning my head back, I see a smiling Tae mouthing a "you're welcome", waving his hands faintly from a distance.