Dream (Taehyung FF) - ON HOLD

Chapter 13

         Suddenly, Taehyung pulls me and pins me against the wall.

His face is so close to mine, and his stare is so intense.

He looks so angry. I don't understand.

"What's wrong?" I ask him with a softened expression as he's looking so serious.

"Why did you let him touch you?" he asks with a sharp stare.

I frown. "What do you mean?"

"You let him touch you," he says.

I become angry when he looks so mad at me but I'm clueless as to what my fault is.

"What the hell you're talking about, Taehyung?" I ask under my gritted teeth.

"That teacher, you let him touch you, y/n!" he yells.

My eyes widen, and I quickly cover his mouth. I'm shocked because of two things. Firstly, he yelled in the lady's restroom.

Secondly, how the fuck did he know about that? And of course I'm so embarrassed! Because he's my boyfriend.

I look at his eyes seriously. His eyes never left me, not even for one second.

"How did you know?" I ask him.

I realize he doesn't answer me because I cover his mouth with my hand.

I remove my hand.

"Does that matter to you the most? Are you not ashamed?" he asks me.

My eyes flicker, then I lower my gaze. I'm so embarrassed.

Suddenly, he grips my forearm and pulls me closer to him.

I am shocked and look at him in the eyes.

"Do you like to be touched like that, y/n?" asks him.

"Wh-what?"

"To be touched like this," he says while walking closer to me, until our bodies touch and he puts his hands on my lower hips, he gropes me.

"Do you like this, y/n?" he asks me sarcastically.

"Stop, Taehyung," I say, and I push him away.

He stumbles backward a little bit, then he scoffs. "So you don't like it?" he asks.

"Stop humiliating me."

"I ask you, do you like it or not?" he asks, forcing me to answer.

"No, of course I don't like it. What's wrong with you???".

"If you don't like it, why don't you say no?" he asks me.

He makes no sense. How can I say no to the teacher? My marks will be deducted.

"You can remove his hand and say no. You should stand up for yourself."

"No, I can't do it. You don't understand," I say.

His eyes darken. "So, I am right about you... You can't help yourself on the dark side of this industry, right?" he asks with a solemn voice.

"What are you talking about?"

"When we were starting to date, didn't I tell you about the dark side of this industry? Didn't I tell you that I'm worried about it? But you were so confident that you could handle it".

"I-I..."

"Y/n, quit"

I shake my head. "No".

"Quit. You can't protect yourself in this industry.".