smoker // kimtaehyung [COMPLETED]

Chapter 4

The next day was normal, not much differences than any other day. People walking to school, getting into classes, recess, back to classes, end of classes, back home-- in other words, boring.

I went to my locker and opened it up, putting in the books that I don't need for the evening and closed it, only to be startled by a tall figure leaning against my side.

I rolled my eyes and ignored her, walking straight towards the exit.

"Hey," She called up to me as she caught up with my pace.

"What do you want, Nara?" I spat at her.

"Someone's a little bit feisty today," She replied in a mocking tone. I paused and turned to her, slightly intimidated by her height and cursed myself for being so short.

"You saw us the other day, right?" She asked eagerly, towering over me.

"Saw what?" I pretended to be oblivious.

"Oh come on, don't play dumb with me. When I was making out with your boyfriend, duh? What else?" She said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"You guys weren't making out. He didn't want to kiss you, stop your little play already Nara" I shrugged my shoulders and turned around only to be grabbed by her.

"I'm telling the truth okay. He's making out with me. Like literally, a few minutes before you caught us we were already steamingly, making out," She leaned forward and smirked at me.

"So much for your lies but I'm not going to fall for it. You were the one who threw yourself at him, okay? I knew you did this only to get back at me for pulling your hair out," I said.

She scoffed and crossed her arms across her chest, "He told you that? And you believed him? Fine, believe whatever you want. I'm already warning you. He was just toying around with you until he got bored because you don't wanna have sex with him."

"He, w-what?" I got taken aback by what she said.

"You heard me right, girlfriend," She rolled her eyes and checked her nails. I cringed at the mention of girlfriend when clearly we had been each other's famous nemesis for years now.

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked her.

"Because it would hurt if you find out later, duh. I still have a heart you know and I pity girls who got cheated on," She wiped an imaginary tear off and continued, "He's only dating you to get into your pants. But surprisingly you wouldn't let him, of course he has back up girls. He turn to the others in the end."

"He wouldn't do that," I frowned. Would he?

"Yeah yeah, of course he wouldn't. You don't believe me anyway. But I already warned you. Just break up with him before things become worse," She said and left me alone.

Jimin came to my place yesterday and already said sorry for it, why is she pestering me into breaking up with him? This is just another game that she's playing at right now, isn't it? Jimin wouldn't do that to me, would he?

As I was walking out of the building, I heard footsteps approaching me from behind as if the person is running to catch up to me. Then, an arm slung itself around my shoulder.

"Phew, hey. I was looking for you just now," Jimin smiled at me in which I return, insincerely. Does what Nara said just now bothers me? Why would I be bothered anyway? I trust Jimin, not her.

I threw away my thoughts and came to the conclusion that Nara was only trying to toy around with me. She and her little games.

"Really? I was just at the locker area a while ago," I smiled back to him.

"Wanna have lunch then?" He asked me, still keeping his arm around my shoulder.

"Sure, where to now?" I asked him.

"Let's have lunch at the usual place," He shrugged his shoulders and dragged me to the nearest Japanese restaurant in that area.

We ordered our food and sat opposite each other at a table by the window. While waiting, he decided that it was the perfect time to talk.

"So," He cleared his throat. "I have something to talk about-- No, we definitely have something to talk about." He sounded serious and I already know where this is going.

He searched for something in his pocket and found it, putting it on the table in front of us. My packet of cigarette from yesterday. I sighed and closed my eyes with my hands.

"Why were you lying to me?" He frowned.

"I knew you would be mad at me if I tell you the truth--"

"You know I hate it when people lie to me, right? I'm even more mad at you that you lied to me."

"I'm sorry, okay? I just, I thought that I could stop smoking on my first week of the plan but it turns out that I couldn't. And I don't wanna let you down with that news and that's why I lied to you." I said in a softer tone.

"You know I'm your boyfriend, right? If you have any problems like these you can just turn to me for support," He grabbed my hands in his, rubbing small circles on them.

"I know, and I'm sorry. I won't do it again. But please don't try too hard on asking me to stop, I will eventually but not straight away. It takes time for an addict like me to stop," I pleaded to him.

"Okay baby, I understand. Just, don't lie to me anymore, okay?" He kissed my hand as I nodded.

I smiled at his sweet remark, he truly cares for me. That Nara bitch is just trying to break us apart. How can this sweet guy in front of me cheat on me when he really cares about me?

Soon, our food came and we endeavoured it in silence-- a comfortable one. After we finished our meal, he walked me back home as we talked about random things. We already reached my building and I invited him inside when he refused.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I can't this time. I have to send Jungyeon for his soccer practice," He scratched the back of his head.

"Again?" I raised my eyebrow.

"I forgot to tell you. He's made me into his chaffeur now, I have to send him there every evening from now on," He sighed.

"You must be tired," I massaged the sides of his arm.

"Well I get energized everytime I see you," He grinned at me.

"Park Jimin you're so cheesy," I smacked his arm away but couldn't hide the fact that I'm blushing so hard.

"Anyway, I gotta go now. See you later," He waved to me as he walked awaw.

"See you later, bye!" I waved back to him.

"Wait, I forgot something," He paused and ran to me, swiftly leaned in and planted a small peck on my lips. "That's it," He smirked.

"You're making me blush so hard now," I squealed and hid my face in my hands.

He chuckled and ruffled my hair before running off.

I grinned by myself as I entered my apartment.

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