Pinky Promise--Taekook

secret secret

I walked up to school the next day and see Hoseok waiting for me. He didn't seem to notice me yet. So, I duck behind a group of loud kids and run off down another corner of the school. I got down the alley on the side of the school and enter at the west side of the school. 

I sit at my desk as the bell rings. Tae wasn't here. Were we doing his thing again? I didn't want to do this again; I was too tired to chase after him. 

I lurched awake when the lunch bell rang. I got up, I was going to find Jin right now. Even though he graduated, I know he'd still be hanging around the school until school was out within the next couple week. 

I checked the hideout to see if he was having lunch there, but it was vacant. I headed back to the hall, headed to his class. But I saw him walking out of my class, he seemed to be looking for me as well. 

"Jungkook! finally! Hoseok told me--"

"Fuck Hoseok. I want to talk to you. " I snapped, my voice demanding and loud as I stormed up to him. 

"What are you talking about?" He asks with wide eyes, taking a step back. He was either stupid or faking it. I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the storage room. I slammed the door behind me.

"When were you going to tell me about Yoongi?" I demanded, pushing him. 

"Oh shit..." Hsi eyes widen with realization as he steps back again. "How did you--"

"I saw him at the fucking festival! And again, last night, why didn't you tell me? I thought we were close. We didn't tell each other everything, but something like this I figured you'd tell me!" I snapped, waving my arms around angrily. 

"Jungkook--"

"So, you know? You kept this from me? You know how much he means to me!" I yell. 

Jin glares. "It was to protect you! You were going through so much--"

"And that stopped you? I wouldn't have had to go through grief--"

"You would've exploded! You know what you're like--" 

"And I wouldn't have! Don't act like you know me, you know I would have been better than fine! So why didn't you tell me?" I shoved him again; he stumbled and gave me a strong glare. 

"I don't owe you an explanation! He doesn't deserve you, He ruined you!" Jin waved his hands, making me flinch and I looked up at him with a strong look. 

"What are you talking about?" I ask. 

Jin realizes he's made a mistake and takes a step back. "After you two-you two--got together you started to go bad--"

"Go bad? I'm to a fruit Jin. What the hell are you talking about?" I snapped. 

"You started acting out and-and weren't innocent--"

"I'm not going to be 'innocent' forever. I wasn't innocent when I met Yoongi. You don't own me" I stormed out of the room. 

I couldn't stand being at school any longer, so I left the building quickly. I pounded music in my ears as I walked home. I snuck in through the window and flopped on my bed. 

How could Jin do that to me?

I wouldn't have kept it from him. I would never. He was my best friend. Could I even trust him anymore?

I groaned into the bed with anger. I wanted to punch something. And the pillow would be too soft. Why didn't they trust me? Had I done something? I mean, I had a fight with Yoongi was that it? Was Yoongi still mad about that? 

Was that why he ran away?

I woke to my phone ringing. I rolled over. It was fucking Min Yoongi. I picked up immediately. 

"What?" 

"I need you' he says. His words sounded slurred. He was drunk. 

"Go missing for months, and now you need me?" I scoff. "Fuck off--"

"Bunny...."He sounded breathless, like he'd been running. His words were slow and measured. "I want you." 

I'd heard the words a thousand times. And they got me. He knew they would. "Strange. You've treated me like you don't want to be anywhere near me" I sit up and rubbed my eyes. 

"No. I've missed you. I've wanted you so bad" he says softly. 

"Where?"I ask. 

"5051 NW 56th St. Top floor" 

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I walked up to a luxurious apartment complex. What was Yoongi doing here? Had he given me the right address?

I walked into the lobby and over to the elevator. I pressed the button for the top floor. I'd changed from my school uniform to some black ripped jeans the holes going up to my thighs and a black tank top with holes in the collar. I'd put on some rings and a black bomber jacket. 

I ran a hand through my hair. I was nervous. Should I be doing this? Taehyung and I weren't together anymore, but I felt like I was betraying him. 

The doors open and I walk into a luxurious penthouse. It was all black and white with big floor-to-ceiling windows. 

I gaped while walking in. I turned around, seeing a semi-circle of stairs leading up to the upper floor. I looked around, I was standing in a minimal living room, with a large TV mounted above a fireplace and to my right was a kitchen. 

"Yoongi?" I call. 

"Bunny..." Yoongi was on the balcony between the stairs. He looked down at me with lust.

He had a bottle in his hand, his hair fell across his cheekbones. He wore a big shirt and baggy jeans. His scarred arms were bare. 

I walked up the stairs slowly towards him. His face was tinted pink. He was drinking Gin, he must've been really drunk, based on how empty the bottle was. 

"God" Yoongi says, then pushes me against the wall, one hand cupping my jaw and the other at my waist, looping through my beltloops. "I want to tear that off you" He whispers, his voice deep. He smelled strongly of alcohol. 

"That's why I came" I lull, intoxicated by his presence.