☆♡His Anti-fan♡☆ 《Kim Taehyung Ff》

12. I like you, Jasmine!

A/n: Hello my lovely readers, so I promised to update only when I get minimum 10 votes on the previous chapter, but I couldn't wait to post another one!

So, here's an update with cute and cozy TaeTae! (I'm telling you, when I say cozy Taetae, y'all gonna love him in this one!)

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Saachi

I look down and find him giggling cutely as he says, "Princess Jasmine, put your Alladin to sleep!"

Princess jasmine?....... Alladin?

My eyes nearly popped out of my socket at his never-heard-before cherubic voice and his expressions like that of an adorable kid.

What kind of fairytale is going on in his mind when he was literally forcing himself on me before and I am all in pain now?!

I scoff, Douchebag!

He looks up at me with his puppy eyes, but I'm frozen. He's acting, isn't he? ...So that he'll try to molest me again?

Stop thinking that way, Saachi, he never meant to molest you, he was mistaken, he took you as Soyeon... the small voice in my head reminds me.

Plus, why do I keep forgetting he is under the effect of marijuana?

But that doesn't give him any rights to molest anyone like that. I want to choke him for what he did, but I'll deal with that later, right now he is just not into his senses.

"Princess," he calls, but my mind is too fazed to look at him and witness his drama.

"Princess" I flinch when he cups my face and I see him sitting up in front of me as his eyes wander around my body. Sweat trickles down my face and neck as I find myself weakening.

He quickly stands up and runs to the bathroom and I take this opportunity to run away. But  before even I could keep my feet on the ground, he comes back and sits in front of me.

To my surprise, I see him opening the first aid box that he brought so hastily from the bathroom and as he takes the antiseptic to the cotton bud to apply on my neck, I shove his hand away.

I'm really scared for my life here, this man's insane duality is lethal. Fucking chameleon, I just wanna slap him hard across his face, but deep down I know it wasn't his intention.

Keep calm, Saachi.

"Jasmine," the worry in his voice made me snap my head to look at him. His concerned look made me scoff, literally!

I turn my head away, not wanting to look at his face that was all over me a few moments ago.

He takes my hands delicately in his and starts drawing circles at the back of my palm as he looks at me, "Princess Jasmine, I don't know why are you so hurt and so angry with me."

It's because of you bastard, but I didn't say anything, not wanting to aggravate him again.

I instantly move my head to look at him as I felt him making me wear his damp shirt. "Tae-" my voice trails off when he comes close to my face to adjust the collar of the shirt on the nape of my neck.