Bully for Love
Seon Y/N never meant to laugh at Kim Taehyung in class, but one small slip-up turned into a rivalry that shook her entire school life. Ever since that day, they've been sworn enemies, their every encounter a battlefield of sharp words...
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(Jimin's POV)
As we stood outside Taehyung's door, a collective curiosity had drawn us together like moths to a flame. It wasn't unusual for us to gather and speculate about our friends, but this was different. Ever since Taehyung and Y/N started dating, they were acting differently around each other, a sense of mystery had enveloped their interactions. They were more comfortable, more connected—too comfortable to ignore.
Today, our curiosity had reached its peak. We needed to know what was really going on behind that closed door.
"What do you think they're doing in there?" Jungkook whispered, his eyes wide with innocent curiosity.
"I don't know, but it sounds... intense," Yoongi hyung replied, his brow furrowing as he leaned closer to the door. From inside, we could hear muffled voices, but it was hard to make out exactly what they were saying.
"Should we knock?" Hobi hyung asked, his hand hovering uncertainly near the door.
"Shhh!" I hissed, pressing my ear closer to the wood. "Listen!"
From inside, Taehyung's voice came through, strained and almost pleading, "Y/N, please... stop. I can't do it anymore."
Y/N's response was firm, almost scolding, "No! Taehyung, just a little more. Come on.."
"What the hell are they doing?" Yoongi hyung muttered, his eyes narrowing suspiciously.
"I think they are..." I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. "You know, they're dating now."
"Gross! I never approved of this in my household!" Jin hyung exclaimed, his face twisting in exaggerated disgust. As if he hadn't before.
"Y/N..." Taehyung's voice whimpered again from behind the door, " Oh god, what is she doing to him?" Hobi hyung said, scrunching his nose in confusion and mild horror.
The curiosity was killing us. Jin hyung, ever the protective and somewhat dramatic eldest, had had enough. "That's it!" he declared, grabbing the door handle with resolute determination. "YOU TWO, STOP WHATEVER YOU ARE DOING!" He yelled, his voice booming as he barged into the room with his eyes tightly shut.
We peeked in behind him, bracing ourselves for something scandalous. Instead, we were met with a rather unexpected sight.
Taehyung and Y/N were huddled close together at his desk, their heads bent over a notebook filled with English exercises. Taehyung's face lit up with relief as he saw us. "Thank you, hyung!" he exclaimed, leaping up and hiding behind Jin hyung, using him as a human shield.
Y/N stood there with her hands on her hips, looking exasperated but amused. "No, Taehyung. You need to complete this exercise," she insisted, pointing sternly at the open workbook on the desk.
"Taehyung, do what Y/N says," Namjoon hyung added from the doorway, his voice carrying the calm authority that usually resolved any dispute.
Taehyung, however, was in full retreat mode. He clutched Jin hyung's shoulder, maneuvering him like a barrier as he tried to avoid Y/N's determined gaze. "No, please... spare me..." he begged, his eyes wide with exaggerated fear.
