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11ㅣCloset

"(Y/N)!!"

I turn around. "What? Oh! Hello Tae! What are doing here?

He smiles. "I'm going home".

"Why?". I ask.

Tae chuckled, "Did you forget? We have all the same classes. And by the way, you suck at dancing".

"Awe, thanks! You too," I smile back. (Sarcasm) "And I didn't notice we were in all the same classes".

"I know. I'm always in the back," he explains.

I sigh, "Of course you are".

Tae swings his arms back and forth. "I also saw you leaving. So, I thought I would walk with you.

"Awe, thanks! You didn't want me to be alone," I used a baby voice to mock him.

He scratches the back of his head. "I heard there was a stalker around here. I didn't want you to get hurt or kidnapped". His face turns a little pink. He's embarrassed and blushing, that's adorable.

Without thinking, "You're adorable. You know that," I blurt out.

He tries to ignore my comment. "Let's just hurry to your house. I wasn't lying about the stalker". We walk in silence, all the way to my house.

I wave him goodbye. "Well, we're here. Bye Tae".

"I'm coming in too," he quickly replied.

"Why?"

"I told you. There is a stalker prowling around here. You need someone to keep you safe and I'm here so...." His words trail off.

I chuckle. "Okay, Tae. Come on in. This time I'm actually inviting you in". I invite him in. I Actually invite him in. Not the other way around. After I shut the door behind Tae, I go straight to my room to drop my school stuff off in my closet.

I turn around and Tae is shutting the door behind him. When the closet door shuts it locks. The only way to get out, is the chain above my head. But, I'm too short to reach it so, I never shut the door.

"Tae! What are are you doing?! Now we can't get out!!" I start panicking. I'm kind of claustrophobic. Just a little. But, strangely enough, I love a lot of blankets and tight clothes. Weird.

"Sorry. My bad," His smile shows guilt and intention. I also can tell by the tone of his voice and his body language, he is lying to me. Tae? What are you doing? Tae walks closer to me. My closet is almost the size of the classroom.

"Tae? Why did you shut the door? I know you did it on purpose. Wae?"

Tae smirks. "So no one would see or interrupt us again".

"What?!" I'm still in panic mode so I can't process anything. I have no idea what he's talking about. I am so confused right now. "You forgot?" He pouts playfully.

"Forgot about wha..." The classroom. That's what he is talking about. What was about to happen in the classroom. How could I have forgotten about that? At least I did forget it.

"How could you forget? I can see by your facial expression, that you remember now," his hurt face slides into a smirk. I do. I do remember now. But, I didn't know what I was doing. My body moved on its own. I felt like I had no control over my body back there. I don't know what's wrong with him.

Tae and I are a person apart, with my back pressing on the wall of the closet, opposite of the door. He slowly takes little steps towards me. This is the second time today I feel his hot breath on my skin. I refuse to look at his eyes. I look down, seeing his shoes step even closer to me.

This is not happening. This can't happen. I shouldn't just give myself away to everyone. I'm not a whore. Just because this hottie is nice to me doesn't mean I should throw myself at him.

"But seriously though, we need to find away to reach the chain," I slide away from him but Taehyung grabs my arm.

On instinct, I flip him over letting him land on his back. "Don't try that again. I'm not weak and I'm certainly not into you. So just stop wanting to touch me. It's getting annoying at this point.

Taehyung groans as he turn on his side. "Fine okay?"

I nod. "Glad we could agree on it. Now, when you feel better, try to jump up and grab the chain. I'll help find something for you to Jump off of".

"Okay. Thanks," Taehyung groans.

After what feels like an hour, Taehyung sits up rubbing his back. "Okay I'm up".

He the proceeds to Jump as high as he can, to grab a hold of the chain. But every time, he barely misses it.

The chain, right by the door is too far away from the counter to jump off to even get close. "I can barely reach the frickin chain. My fingertips barely graze the end of it and I have long fingers".

'I know,' I mumble. I find sturdy wooden boxes that can almost barely hold above Taehyung's weight. "I think I found something for you to Jump off of," I exclaim.

"Thanks (Y/N)!" He smiles in gratefulness.

She smiles back. "Your very much welcomes". (Both of them forgetting for a moment what took place here) I didn't forget, I just don't think it really matters anymore.

Taehyung stands on the wooden platform I found. A little wobbly but, it still holds together quite well. He jumps up and grabs the chain with both of his hands grabbing around it tightly.

"Yes! Now we're free! Finally!" Relief washes over her. She hates being in a room she can't get out of. More over a hot room with someone almost doing something that shouldn't happened.

"Well! After you, Butterfly!" Trying to make her feel comfortable, Taehyung smiles.

"Why thank you kind sir," I reply back in a British accent pushing away what almost took place.

We walk out of my closet, having beads of sweat all over them. There wasn't any air conditioning in the room. "Freedom!" We exclaim in full assurance.

"Where were you guys? Why did you skip school? Why were you in your closet? Why are you all sweaty?" A familiar voice questions, coming from my bedroom doorway.

I scratches the back of my head. "Um.... Hi. Hoseok".

To Be Continued....

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