SEX YOU one | bts

chapter | 2

| mara's point of view

"Are you?" I countered then I pushed him off of me when he didn't answer right away, "Of course you're not."

Taehyung chuckled, "What makes you think that? Mind sharing your thoughts with me?" He propped his head on his hand. He looked too cute like a puppy begging for attention.

"I don't mind but you might." I said, "My vocabulary doesn't really include nice words."

He smiled, "That's fine. I'm stoic."

"I think you have a mild case of defiant disorder." I deadpanned, earning a smile from him. Taehyung gestured for me to continue. "My mom is a psychiatrist so I know a lot of mental psycho-ish crap."

"Defiant disorder huh?" He cocked his head to the side, "Should I meet your mom then and have myself checked?"

"Maybe you'd like to meet my whole family too." was my sarcastic remark.

"Were you always so, what's the word.." Taehyung opened his phone, checking his dictionary for the perfect term. "Satiric."

I couldn't help but laugh. "That's all you need to know about me." I sent him a smile. Maybe I judged him too hard. "I think that's enough of getting to know each other. I need to get home before my mom gets back."

Taehyung accompanied me to the front door and opened it for me. I headed for the door but he stopped me, leaning against the door. "Dream of me tonight, sweetheart."

*

"Okay, we're done for today's rehearsal. Good job everyone!" Mr. Tanner said, he's our drama club facilitator and also the school's performing arts director.

I was on my way out of the dressing room when Regina, the bitch who wanted my part in the play stopped me.

"Some hot guy is looking for you at the back door." She said, giving me the stank eye when I went ahead to see who my visitor was.

"Hey." Taehyung was leaning against the wall when I found him.

"How did you know I'd be here?" I asked him.

He kicked himself off the wall and dug his hands inside his pocket, "I told you I did my homework on you."

"And?" I raised an eyebrow at him, "Why are you here?"

"Because I want to see you." Taehyung took his place behind me. I could feel him intimately close, "No need to get flustered."

"Don't get too ahead of yourself." I said nonchalantly, "I'm pretty sure I know how boys like you think."

He let out a laugh, "Truth is, I was bored and I was looking for someone to play with then I thought of you. I remembered that I have a girlfriend who'd be more than willing to play with me, isn't that right, Mara?"

"Not exactly." I deadpanned. "I have to do an indepth research on my role so, apparently, I can't play with you right now."

"Then I'll come with you. A date in the library?" Taehyung took my hand and started to walk. "Let's drop by my house first, I wanna change out of this shitty uniform."

Taehyung took his time changing into something. He definitely knew how to keep girls on his waiting list. My eyes wandered around the expanse of his single apartment which was not much to look at. It was tidy but it looked ran down at a few places. Then a random thought came, how many girls has he invited here?