hoe | jeon jungkook | completed

six

"what the fuck was going on with jimin just then?" jungkook orders, staring into my eyes trying to search for an answer.

i shake my wrist off his grasp. "oh that? nothing. wait, were you spying on me?"

"i wasn't spying, i just came across you two and you seemed upset and it wasn't just nothing, minji. i saw those marks on your shoulder. did he do that to you?"

i stay quiet for a minute. i want to tell jungkook what's going on, but i don't have the courage to. jimin has threatened me many times about the million possible things he will do to me if anyone finds out or if i ever break up with him. i'll admit it, i'm scared.

"n-no."

"minji," he sternly says.

"i said no! i accidentally hurt myself in my sleep, i tend to do that sometimes. i can't help it," i lie to him, quite satisfied with my excuse.

jungkook looks at me, as if he was trying to figure out if i was telling the truth or not. i look back at him, not daring to break the eye contact.

"well you sure didn't seem like you enjoyed that kiss. it seemed a bit rough," he points out.

i sigh and begin to walk out until he stops me with another question.

"wait, what are those marks on your lip?"

shit.

"i have a habit of biting my lip," i say in a monotone voice and quickly rush out of the bathroom before he could ask me another question, possibly about the poorly covered bruises on my neck.

i decide to go home because today wasn't my day. i tell my teacher i'll be going home because i've been feeling nauseous and she agreed for me to go home and rest.

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when i wake up from my nap, the first thing i do is check my phone. i saw i got a message from jungkook.

jungcock: so i talked to jimin