taekook oneshots | by hoogiwrites

If all else fails, atleast I met you

It was the end of fourth period at lunch time when Taehyung rushes outside of his classroom and to the Lab to work on his unfinished research papers to be passed tomorrow morning.

He also have a test exam tomorrow in the afternoon on a different subject that he is scheduled to be studying on tonight so he doesn't have anymore time to waste.

But because of the students crowding in the campus grounds -walking the opposite way he was going, probably to the cafeteria, and also because of his wobbly legs that has been running for a few minutes now, he tripped on his own feet, making the 10-pages research project -that he had personally written and annotated, fell to the ground.

It's like the whole world stopped. His heart had stopped beating and he caught his breath -as if not breathing would undo everything that had happened, his entire body freezes as he continued to watch with wide eyes.

His precious papers scattered on the ground with some of the students stepping on it, dirtying the papers in the process.

Some students around him had stopped for a second because of what had happened. Taehyung can feel their eyes on him, can feel their sympathy, but despite their eyes filled with pity they didn't seem to care enough to pick up some of his papers or not step on his project.

His eyes started to gather tears, he had just dropped his project that's due tomorrow. Mixed emotions started to bubble inside him -sadness, frustration, disappointment and anger at himself for being careless, for running, for prolonging a research project.

stupid taehyung, stupid so stupid for not stapling the papers together, stupid for not putting them back on his folder that he had personally bought just for this stupid freaking papers. stupid.

Taehyung crouches down, thinking of picking up his scattered and dirty research papers but just the sight of them makes him so frustrated that his lips start to tremble. The students continued to walk past him, eyes looking down at him. He feels so pathetic.

He felt helpless and humiliated that he didn't even realize that he already started crying, tears can't seem to stop falling, he keeps on sniffing as if to stop his snot from also falling down as he picks up the scattered papers that he had stupidly dropped.

It seems like he's going to fail now, now that he also remembered that his professor that had assigned for this project was a strict man, who doesn't accept late papers, dirty and crumpled papers, at that.

The thought makes him cry harder. He's shaking so badly that he felt weak. so weak.

Taehyung asian-squatted, in the middle of the campus grounds, on the dirty pavement -he doesn't care anymore, doesn't care about the soiled and crumpled up research papers, doesn't care about his legs starting to sore from squatting.

The boy cries and shakes. He hides himself in his own arms and continues to sob.

He's just so tired, so frustrated, so sad, so angry. Fuck it, fuck research papers, fuck projects, fuck final semesters. He hasn't even eaten lunch yet, his stupid fucking paper's deadline is tomorrow, in the morning, he also have a test tomorrow, he haven't even started studying yet.

stupid. stupid stupid stupidstupidstupidstupidstup-

"Hey," he heard someone speaking and some rustling.

Taehyung didn't bother to look at the person and just continued sobbing. He does not want to face anyone -he's embarrassed, and once he starts crying he can't just stop until his tears run out and his throat is dried up, until then, he continues to hide in his arms.

Taehyung then hears a few rustling before someone crouches in front of him, "Here," he hears the person say, then feels a light weight near his loafers.