Pinky Promise--Taekook

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The next day I showed up to school and immediately saw Tae at the gate, looking around with big anxious eyes. Waiting for me? I grabbed his hand before he became prey to Changbin and his gang,

"Come on, let's go." I dragged him to class. I lead him to our desk, and he sits down quietly. 

"Yah! Jungkook get out of here!" I see Changbin banging on the window of the class. Jihoon and Minho following him. 

I walked out of the class which had suddenly gone silent. "What do you want Binnie?" 

Changbin's eyes narrow at the nick name he grabs my collar and pins me against the wall.

"Stop talking to me like that. I'm sure Yoongi told you about his messed-up shit, and we're going to keep our promise."

I see him pull his shoulder back and quickly knee him in the dick, ducking under his arm. I walked into class a smile on my face. I hear them starting to follow me, but the bell rings and I waved at them as they left. I sit down and Taehyung slides a paper over to me.

'Who was that?'

"No one to worry about Tae Tae." I smiled.

I headed to gym with dragging steps. Suddenly I see a mint hair boy grab me by the collar and pulled me into an empty classroom used for storage. 

"Look Cha--"

But he kissed me, pushing me against a desk. I was surprised, but I kissed him back. I feel his hands under my uniform. I put my hands in his hair. 

I pulled back with a smile. "I missed you too." 

"Oh, shut up" He kisses me again, kissing my neck. And probably leaving marks. I tilt my head back and try to not make any noise. "What were you saying?" He meets my eyes with swollen lips. 

Yoongi rests his hands on either side of me. Ssibal he doesn't know. I thought he was going to talk about Changbin. 

"Nothing look--"

The door bursts open. I see Namjoon looking at us. He was laughing. "I told you they'd be here. Come on, we're going to the hide out"

I follow after Yoongi shamelessly. We walk out in the had i see J-Hope waiting for us. 

"There you are, having fun?" J-hope puts an arm around Yoongi's shoulder. Yoongi elbows him in the gut with some fancy words. 

Someone grabs my sleeve while i'm laughing at them. I turned and saw Taehyung looking at me wiht his big eyes. He's tugging my sleeve. 

I shake my head. "I'll see you later" I walk off with my friends. 

"Oh, where'd you find them?" Jimin walks up. 

"Making out" Namjoon teases. 

"Yoongi!" Jin yells as we walked into the cluttered class room. 

"Oh liek you and Joon don't have your fun" Yoongi yells back and sits at a desk. 

Yoongi and I are not dating. We're just...messing around. Having fun, as Yoongi said. I didn't really want to date anyone. I just wanted to hang around with my friends.  

"Kookie! say hi to the camera!" Jin pulls out a recorder. I flash a smile and a peice sign. 

"Yah! give me that!" Jimin takes it. 

"Jimin!" Jin snaps again. 

"haha!" J-hope steals it and records Jin trying to steal it back while laughing. 

"Here!" I called, throwing my arms out to catch it. J-hope tosses me the camera I catch it and records Namjoon and Yoongi. 

"Oh be nice" joon takes it and gives it back to Jin, who clushes. I see their hands linger on the camera for a little too long. 

We all boo at them. This sends Jin into another angry rant that send us all laughing on the floor. (He was still recording too)

The bell rings and we headed to lunch. We sit at the table we normally sit at, if we're not in the hide out. And Chaos ensues. 

I see Taehyung at the door. I stand up and try to wave him over. He sees me but shakes his head and leaves the lunch room. 

A fry nails me in the side of the face, 

"Jung Hoseok!" I yell and throw a fry back at him. He laughs, almost falling off his seat. 

"Not this again" Joons head sinks into his hands. 

"Yes this! Here's more ammo jagiya!" Yoongi dumps more fries onto my tray. I laughed and threw some more. 

"Yah! ttorai! not allowed!" Jimin yells, throwing a fry at me. 

"You don't know the rules!" I scoff and chuck on back. A cafeteria wide food fight then ensues. and we're all issued a detention. 

I sit down in class again. Taehyung already sitting there doing work. I shake salt out of my hair. ugh, it wasn't going away. 

"Hey, let's skip class" I nudge Taehyung. He gives me a look beofre going back to his work. "Coem on, we don't even learn anything" I shove his shoulder. 

Tae shakes his head and plies my hands off him. I sigh and pout at my desk. 

Maybe if I spoke in his way. I tore a paper messily out of my book and scribbled on it before giving it to him. 

Come on, let's leave. 

No, we have work to do. 

I sighed and put my head down. When school ended, I headed to the hide out for detention. I walked in Namjoon and Yoongi are already there, Yoongi is sitting on the ground he had his head on his knees, hiding his face. 

"It happened again, what do I do?" Namjoon walks up to me. 

"You've got to coax him out of it, just be gentle." I pat his shoulder before going over and sitting next to him. He knows I'm there. 

"Hey meow meow" I say, and I take his hand. "Did something happen?"

He shakes his head. 

"Aw Yoongs don't lie to me that's just mean" I moved his hair from his eyes. They're scrunched up, tears falling from them. I lean over and press our foreheads together. 

"I'm tired kookie" He whispers, his voice soft. 

"Then sleep, Yoongi" I lean against the wall he puts his head on my shoulder, holding my hand. 

I didn't really know why Yoongi shut down like this. He never told me and when I tried to ask, he would ignore me. I knew how to get him out of it. But figured something was going on at home, or he had some deep sort of trauma. But he just wouldn't talk to me. 

"Smile!" Jin held a camera up to us. I smiled. 

Mr. Choi walked into the room and sat at the teacher's

 desk, pulling out papers to work on. This is when we start to ask him strange questions which would lead to interesting conversations. But today I sat with Yoongi. 

"Mr. Choi I missed you!" Jimin sings and runs over to the desk, sitting on top of it. 

Hoseok was drawing on the chalk board, a little silly face that was saying something. Namjoon was flirting with in in the form of reading a book to him now. 

"Want to tell me what happened, meow meow?" I played with his rings. 

But he seemed to be asleep, his body relaxed and his mint hair falling in his eyes and onto my shoulder. 

When detention was over, I squeezed his hand, and he got up. "Sorry" he mumbled, clearly disoriented. Hsi voice was deep as he mumbled while grabbing his bag. 

"Yoongi" I called; he turns to me. The others had all gone by now. "Why do you shut down? I don't mean to be rude, but I'm just curious." 

"Look, I have to get home" he gives me a kiss before leaving.