CONFUSED || Taehyung Fan Fiction ||

12 || ᴅᴇᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ||

School was back on track once again. After prom everything went as usual. The daily eventful or perhaps boring routine of everyone continued in this simulated universe that we live in. The same repeated smacking of lockers being closed and the irritating ringing of the bell and chalk scraping on blackboards were the indications of one being back in this hellhole that almost everyone wishes to escape. Luckily, only a few more weeks and finally, graduation day.

After the early dawn sex with Daeyoung that lasted until the sun peaked through the rooftops from neighbouring houses, Y/n had sneakily tip-toed her way out of the former girl's arms when she woke up first. Neither knew how they reached Daeyoung's bedroom without waking up her parents even though walking up the stairs included the situation of Y/n's legs being wrapped around Daeyoung's waist tightly while kissing their way through the hallways with constant breaks of pinning the other onto the wall to get a deeper access during the kiss.

Over the weekend Y/n remained at home. Having the time to relax herself and watch movies all day, wrapped in a cozy wool blanket despite the blazing summer heat, all the while surrounded by chips and sodas. It was her cheat day and that constantly bugged her to remember to work out the following day if she wanted to stay in a healthy shape for the sake of her modelling career.

However today was kind of an important day since it's the day of their history presentation. After taking all of the stuff she needed for the first two periods and making a quick stop to the toilets to check herself from any imperfections on the mirror, Y/n proceeded to clack her heels down the corridor to her first class with everyone politely greeting and completing her or congratulating her for winning the title prom queen last Friday to which she answered with a smile and words of gratitude.

As she was about to step foot inside the classroom, her eyes settled upon a panicking Jimin who was sending almost all of the stuff around him flying across the four corners of the room. Her eyebrows drew close together as she saw the same panicked face settled on Eunkyung's and Taehyung's face. They were in search for something. This wasn't a good sign.

At the sight of their remaining memeber, Eunkyung rushed to Y/n and told her the horrifying news "Taehyung lost our USB that contained the results of our hard worked history presentation! It's all gone now and we're doomed!" Eunkyung delivered her devastation quite dramatically as she held a firm grip onto the confused woman who was still in the process of analysing the latest confessed news. Eunkyung sank into the ground and proceeded to bite her nails in growing anxiety. Finally, it clicked to Y/n what tragic news had just been told to her. Her eyes flickering to the man in question who kept digging his bag and pockets.

"What do you mean lost? Surely enough we have secured a back up? Saved a copy, right?" Y/n voiced out wearily. Stepping across Eunkyung's legs and nearing Taehyung who kept his focus on finding the lost item. She looked at him, not sure of what she was feeling. Her emotions were all jumbled up at that moment. Rage, anxiousness, panic, anger, fear, etc. Her gaze was steady on him, not leaving even for a second, not even for a blink. If smoke could leave her nostrils, the room would be clouded right now.

"We do but it's saved in Jimin's laptop and he doesn't have it today." Eunkyung answered, still on the ground.

"How moronic are you to forget the damn USB knowing damn well that we're presenting first?" Y/n directed her word at Taehyung. Her eyes still patronising him. She definitely didn't like how her Monday morning was starting.

"I swear I had it today but I can't find it now." Taehyung wasn't in the mood to start a fight with her. He's too absorbed in bulldozing all of his stuff to find the source of their inconvenience.

But Y/n wasn't having any of it. She harshly grabbed Taehyung's bag from his hands and spilled all of its contents on the floor. This caught everybody's attention to scoot in closer to take a look at the scene unfolding before them. Gasps and whispers emerged from their gossiping mouths. Some even pulled their phones out to take a video for evidence. Y/n had to make sure to make them delete those videos later.