Sunshine

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Okay.. This is kind of awkward..

Literally all I can hear is Hyeji dirty-talking Taehyung that was sitting right across from me, he was staring at me for a little while before averting his gaze. Well, that's because I wasn't looking back at him, I can see him from the corner of my eye and that's enough.
"And I'll lick it up and.." She gets back to whispering, thank the lord. I don't wanna hear this, I'll start crying and vomiting on the ground.

"Jimin, you okay?" Taehyung stares at me, his hidden hand pointing to my neck, glad I noticed that. I rushed to adjust my dickey collar, what was hidden under there, you may ask? Those hickeys Taehyung gave me.

Yeah, yeah, I know we were in the moment, there's no excuse and it was my fault. But! I'll keep it hidden.
"Ye-.." I was interrupted.

"Stop paying attention to him, and talk to me." Hyeji scowls, glaring at me.

Yuck.. All I could see is her double chin. Who knows what's lying under that.

"Shut up, triple chin." I narrow my eyes and curled my lip in disgust as I sipped on a juice box.
"Guys.. uh- please don't fight." Taehyung advised, running his hand through his grayish-brownish hair then Hyeji pops off his lap, satisfying me. She then turns Taehyung's head and sets her lips on his, and goodness, I felt that steam would blow out of my nose and ears any moment now. Oh, she's so fucking annoying. I kept a straight face, and Taehyung grinned to her before glancing down at me, his smile fading as he recognized my expression.

"How about you shut up, small dick." Hyeji arched a brow, smirking mischievously.

Oh! Oh, okay!

"Keep your lips zipped, both lips, fish puss." I snarled back at her.

"Taehyung likes this puss, femboy. I don't think I should keep 'em shut because he hits this everyday!" Hyeji slams her hands on the table and I chuckle.

"Well he fu—!" I yell out but Taehyung covers my mouth.

"Okay! Both of you, shut up." He settled us down, but Hyeji glared to me. Instead, I set my glare on Taehyung that stared at me, it wasn't a glare nor a polite glare.. It was more of a like... Shocked or telling me to be quiet kind of stare, yet it was blank. I cant afford being stressed for the rest of the day, plus, my parents set a curfew for me to get back home, I don't feel like being in a bad mood when I arrive there. So I pick my stuff up, and leave the cafeteria. It was only the beginning of the day and I don't need breakfast anyway.
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Period three ended, and on my way to advisory, I stopped nearby some lockers to text Taemin. I've been wondering where he was... I was just reminded of him after a couple of students had yelled the word "queer" to me and... sauntered away laughing like idiots. I still remember that day Hyeji ruined my entire reputation, if I even had one.

But wait.

I hear a small rustle and a giggle and snap my head up to the direction of the sound. My eyes met with Taehyung and Hyeji sneaking into a room.

Great.

I don't care.

I shouldn't care anyways, I don't care about how he clasped her waist with his tender hands or looked vacantly at her with solicitous eyes and that shone every time she kissed him. I don't care how they merged their lips with eagerness, or how their bodies grazed and yearned to reach the janitor's lockers. I don't care how much he loves her. I don't care.

As the two squeezed through the door, Hyeji nearly tumbled over, yet they kept their lips intact. Taehyung had broke that kiss to grasp the door, and while closing it mid-way, we locked eyes.

His eyes focused on mine.

While Hyeji's hands rushed to undo his shirt without any shame, they both knew no one was in the halls.

No one but me.

I gulp as Taehyung hesitated to break the stare, at least I think so. I couldn't force myself to peep away, my appalled eyes set on them, while the door had closed.

No, I don't care.

I don't need to.
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"Hey!" A voice sounded from behind me as I paused my walking, and swiftly turned to watch Joowon dash to me, his hands on his knees as he struggled to catch his breath. "God, you're quite a fast walker.."

"Well.. yeah.. I kinda have a curfew." I scoff a nervous laugh before lifting Joowon to stand up straight, "What's up?"

"I uh- I wanted to ask if you wanted to go out for a drink one day with my friends." He blurts out, and he steps closer, lowering his voice. "But don't worry, they aren't popular and I'm sure you'll like them."

"What makes you think I'm concerned of popularity?" I ask with an arched brow.

"Oh, bud. I know you don't like Hyeji." Joowon para my shoulder, and I lower my head. "Am I wrong?"

I struggle to bite back a grin, but a small shirtless escaped through my nose and I beamed with a coquettish smile.
"I like you." I add, brushing Joowon's hand off my shoulder.

"Glad! So, are you.. willing to go? Orrrr.." He makes a little gesture with his hands displaying uncertainty, and I giggle.
"Yeah, I can go."
"Okay! Okay, that's perfect. Um.. Could I also have your number?" Joowon asks me and I nod, his phone already acquired in my hands.

While I typed in my number and created a contact, he clasped his hands together and conveyed a cheeky grin of joy before bowing to me.
"Thanks! I'll text you the details, like later on."
"Mhm." I hum, and he abruptly hugged me, and I felt a strong force on my waist, before I could process anything, I'm already lifted up in the air.

"Don't drop me!" I broaden my eyes and Joowon snickers a laugh before swinging me around, and I yelp in shock.
"You're as light as a feather, dude. You'll be fine."

As I was spun around, I laughed and asked him to be careful around the students that were passing by to go home. But I saw a familiar blur, I was already detecting dizziness.
"Okay-!" I urge out and I'm put down, tripping over my own feet, but Joowon immediately catches me. "Oh my god." I laugh out, grasping his arms and I gaze at his eyes that looked another direction.

Shit..

He wasn't the one holding me.

It had been Taehyung who caught me.
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