speak | taehyung

eight: bathroom

I liked Yoongi. Not as much as I liked you before I started disliking your guts, but I liked him. He was reserved, sometimes clumsy, smart, and cute. As I walked through the school dance, I couldn't help myself from searching the crowd for any sign of the green haired poet.

Suddenly as if he was reading my mind, Min Young's voice called out,"So are you the girl everyone's been talking about."

I couldn't believe it. So stranger wasn't lying. My throat went dry and words were suddenly foreign.

Is this real?
What am I supposed to say?
Do I have any burger left in my braces?
Does my breath smell?
What if he thinks I'm ugly?

After a brief moment of shock and a million random thoughts, I mustered up the courage to turn around and finally face my worst fear: talking to the guy I liked.

As I took my first step, a girl eagerly brushed past my shoulder and squealed into his arms."Yes! I'm your secret admirer!"

I froze, looking at him then the girl hugging him, then him again. As she let go of his arms, his eyes began to glisten, "I never knew anyone thought my poems were so special."

I have. He should've been looking at me like that.

I felt like an idiot. Standing there with a sickening churn in my stomach and shoulders which drooped low.

"Are you okay?" One of our classmates (I honestly don't remember who) had asked.

I nodded then flashed him/her (yes that's how bad it affected me. I can't even remember the gender of the person who talked to me) a small grin before excusing myself to use the bathroom.

As I entered the stall, I slammed the door shut and took a long breath as I let my back rest against the cold stall wall. Looking back, I was so pitiful. Why did I always have to suck it up? Why did I let people trample me like that? But then, after thinking about it, I realized that I would've never met you.

Because the following moments changed my life, completely.

I remained in the stall, feeling too wronged to have fun. I was just a killjoy like that. You of all people know. Up till my peaceful sulking was disrupted by the yanking of the bathroom door and loud moans and giggles which followed.

"Taehyung we might get caught?" A girl's voice whispered. I said nothing. Frozen I stared down at my feet hoping I would turn invisible and you guys wouldn't notice the two tiny feet peeking from the bottom of one of the stalls.

"Shhhh," You hissed then the following moments were followed by sounds I was unfamiliar with. Kissing, and more I supposed.

I waited hoping you guys would leave, but eventually I was fed up with listening to your make out session. You were in the middle of sucking her neck when I opened the door to my stall.

"Can you guys make out somewhere else? Someone here is suffering from heartbroken- itis."

The girl gasped in shock. If I wasn't pissed I would've laughed at how the blood left your face. The girl you were making out with gulped and looked to you nervously. "Babe. I'll handle this. Step out for a bit and I'll talk to her. Maybe we can compensate." You reassured then pinched her cheek and kissed her neck once more. Gross. You were so confident it was beginning to get on my nerves.

Her heels clicked as she rolled her eyes and hollered, "Be quick!"

Hold your hormones.

Once the door closed, you put on a devilish smirk.

"Okay, I know what you want." You approached me slowly, making sure not to break eye contact. You couldn't see the way my knuckles were nearly white from clenching my fists. "You want me," Your face was inches from mine and I could tell you were just horny.

My palms were sweaty and I was practically shaking from nerves. I harshly kneed you in the gut when you touched my neck. I hated you that moment. I wanted to leave. But I didn't. I still don't know why.

"Fu-

"Please." I felt like crying at that point. No tears came but I slid down to ground and brought my knees to my chest. Vulnerability at its finest.

Silence.

"Wait. I'm sorry what's wrong?" I didn't respond.

I couldn't see your eyes. But your voice trembled, like you were afraid that you had hurt me.

You bent down next to me and lifted up my chin,"Are you okay? "

"No. Not really." I responded truthfully and our eyes met.

Thump----Thump----Thump

changed to

ThumpThumpThump

in a second.