Pinky Promise--Taekook

Betrayal

When I headed back to school on Monday and people were still staring and whispering while I walked past. I see Changbin in the hall, leaning against his locker. He avoids my eyes as I pass him. 

I sit down and Taehyung is still gone. Someone sits on my desk. I looked up and saw Jimin's cute smile. 

"Hey, what's up?" I ask. 

"Nothing much. did you eat today?" He inquires, his hands hidden behind his back. 

"No...." I'd forgotten. I'd been too busy avoiding Bora to find something to eat. 

"Well here you go then" He hands me a banana milk and a muffin. I smiled picking them up, then looked up at him slowly with a raised brow. 

"What do you want?"

"Let's eat on the roofs today" He grabs my hands eagerly, his eyes shining. 

"....Ok?" I speak. We didn't normally eat on the roof, but we had in the past and it had been fun. was Jimin planning something?

"Damn. I didn't think it would be that easy" He sits back and looks away. 

"Since when am I stubborn?" I ask. He gives me a glare. I laughed and hit his knee playfully, watching his grumpy reaction. "I'll come, don't worry."

He nods and leaves the class as the bell rings. Class starts and I once again take notes for Tae. I'd never taken notes before I met him. Strange. I sent them to him before skipping gym. 

I headed to the hide out. I stopped int he doorway. On the chalk board was a drawing. 

It was of me. I had a familiar bunny smile on my face. It was so realistic, only one person could've drawn this. 

I sit down on a desk, seeing an envelope on the one in front of me. I reached out and picked it up. 

Kookie. 

I'm really sorry. I won't be seeing you for a while. I miss you. 

---Tae Tae. 

I flopped back laying across multiple desks. What the hell did this all mean? I was more confused than ever. What did i do? 

Taehyung didn't want to see me. 

One minute were friends. 

The next he disappears. 

And, only for a second, lovers. 

Should I go to his house?

No that's weird. 

But something's wrong. Should I call the police? Should I leave him alone? He said to leave me alone, then called me up. 

And the kiss...

I feel myself turning red. 

The bell rang for lunch. I put the note in my jacket pocket and head up to the roof. It was windy out, it whipped with my jacket and played with my hair. 

Jimin and the others weren't here yet. So, I sit on the ground next to the roof entrance where the window couldn't reach me and pulled up my sleeves. I hear the door open and see Jimin walk out his brown hair whipping around his face as he looked around. He stops me on the ground and walks over. 

"Why are you down there?" He pulls me up. I lean my shoulder against the wall. 

"Because I'm stubborn" I shrugged, no idea what I was saying. He gives me a look and I flashed him a smile. "Where are the others?"

"Oh--It's just us" He turns to me. 

"Oh?" I raise a brow I study his features. I searched for any sign of him joking. Was he really pranking me? But his eyes were serious, staring at me dark as always with no hint of mischief. He wasn't biting the inside of his cheek, like he normally did when he was trying to hide a smile. 

"So, what's up?" I fix his hair. 

"I wanted to check in on you, see how you're actually doing" He steps closer, grabbing my hand. 

I hold out hands up. "Trying hard?" He elbows me in the gut making me laugh before running off. "No come here!"

"I'm trying to be nice here!"

I smiled and grabbed his arm, turning him around. I raised my hand to touch his cheek. 

"Serious now" I stop smiling. "Promise?" He shivers, biting his lip as his hands shook. I put my jacket on his shoulders. 

"Promise. How are you actually doing?" 

"Honestly I don't know. So much shit has happened I haven't had time to process my emotions" I responded. I sit on the edge of the roof, the window pushing my hair form my face. "And I know Yoongi's gone, I miss him like hell." 

I look at my phone case. "But part of it still doesn't feel real. I'm trying to live the way he wanted me too, but it's hard." 

Jimin sits down next to me. My jacket was big on him. 

"How are you?" I asked, looking up at him. 

"Better. I've been focusing on work and school, but I've been thinking mostly. I don't know....I miss him" he starts to tear up and I wipe his cheek, standing up. 

"Come on you've got to smile! smile for Yoongi!" I twirled him, pulling him back towards the roof entrance. I hear him giggle. "I know it's hard for you since you liked---"

"About that" He stops me. I lean against the wall again, ready for him to clear his head. 

"What about it?" I put my hands on my pockets. 

He nervously adjusted my jacket nervously and bit his lip, glancing up at me. "Well--" he stopped himself. 

I grabbed his chin, making him look at me. "Is something wrong, Jiminie?" I tilt my head. 

"I--" He looks at me a moment, pretty eyes analyzing me. 

"I'm not going to yell at you or anything what--" 

He kisses me then. I was in shock but found myself kissing him back. 

He pulls away and looks up at me with a shy smile. "So, you like me back?" 

"Oh-sure" I respond while looking at the pretty boy before me. Sure, I liked Jimin he's cute and funny and we've been friends for like nine years.

Did I want to ruin that?

Screw it, everything's already falling apart. 

"Can I kiss you again?" He asks eagerly stepping closer. I nodded grabbing his shirt and pinning him against the wall. 

Seriously what the hell. Yoongi's dead and I was giving up on Taehyung. 

This kiss was different, it was passionate. Tae's had been hesitant. Yoongi's had always bene messy and full of lust, usually because we were doing something else. 

His hands played with my hair, teasing. I bit his lip and moved my hands under his dress shirt. He groans as I put my leg between his. 

He pulls on my hair and I back off a bit. "Too much?" I inquire. 

"No" He smiles and pulls me back.