INEVITABLE; taehyung [✓]

21;

3rd person

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"don't worry about him. it'll blow over soon enough."

"that's not helping, baekhyun. now stop talking, let me clean your lip." baekhyun closed his mouth, watching jenna as she wetted the rag with a cleansing agent. she approached baekhyun, squatting down between his legs and beginning to dab the wet part of the rag against his open, slightly bleeding cut on his lip. he flinched at the contact, the stinging sensation making him want to claw his eyes out.

"it hurts, jenna." baekhyun began talking, which halted jenna's cleaning process. she groaned, tossing the rag into the bathroom sink and leaning against the wall, slowly sliding down it until she was sitting on the floor.

"i can't believe he would do that to us."

baekhyun sighed, the root issue of her anger and slight disappointment becoming noticeable as she buried her face into her knees. he hopped off of the toilet lid and sat down on the floor beside her, placing his hand awkwardly on her back, rubbing it comfortingly. he hated to see her so sad and so stressed, but he couldn't do anything about it. taehyung couldn't take back what he said, and baekhyun was slightly ashamed of the secret him and jenna had been withholding from their friends for weeks. he knew they couldn't keep their act up for long, anyways, a couple of the members of bangtan had almost walked in on them making out, which wouldn't have been good for their "keeping this a secret" ordeal.

"he betrayed us. i don't even know how he found out, baekhyun. i just don't." jenna lifted her head up, only to place it against the wall and shut her eyes once more. baekhyun removed her hand from her back and placed it on her kneecap, patting it gently as a way to let her know he was there for her. and he would be there for her as long as she needed him. "do you know how?"

"i don't, jenna. maybe he overheard us talking?"

"we are good at talking quietly, right?"

baekhyun half-smiled, shaking his head. "we suck at it."

he was hoping his statement would make jenna laugh, but it didn't, she just stayed in the same position she was originally in. baekhyun didn't know how to snap her out of it, he hated seeing her in that state. depressed, broken, completely anti social.

although he had helped bring her out of her shell, he could tell that she was slowly creeping back into her shell. the circles underneath her eyes were becoming more noticeable by the day, she was getting slimmer, and her eyes were growing cold. as if she was a hollow, empty shell carrying a happy and bright soul that was begging to be heard. and, that withheld soul was beginning to make itself known, but it was beginning to disappear at the same speed as well. the only thing he knew that brought her out of her shell was him, so he did the first thing that came to his mind that usually cheered her up; he kissed her.

jenna didn't move, though, she simply let baekhyun's injured lips rest upon her own. although she could taste the blood on his lips and feel the cut rubbing against her bottom lip, she slowly relaxed into the kiss, sighing at the sensation of his warm lips upon her own. she had missing the sensation of their lips slightly overlapping one another's, and as cliche as it sounded, she felt as if their lips fit together like a jigsaw puzzle. his lips were soft and comforting, and when she kissed him, she felt at home and in pure bliss. all her worry diminished in a split second, and the only feeling she had in her stomach were butterflies.

jenna pulled away, beginning to feel oxygen deprived from kissing baekhyun for so long. her lips tingled, and she still felt the sensation of their lips locked together lingering upon them. he glared so lovingly into her eyes that she couldn't help but melt into his chest, her eyes closing the instant she felt the side of her face touch his shirt. he wrapped his arms around her torso, allowing her to rest peacefully on him while she cleared her mind.

"thank you." jenna mumbled.

"for what?"

"being here for me." though she had just gotten comfortable in baekhyun's arms, she sat up, placing her hands on either one of his knees. "i don't know what i would've done without you." she concluded her sentence with a peck on baekhyun's lips, but as she pulled away, he placed a hand behind her head and pulled her back to his lips.

the kiss grew hungry, which caught  jenna off guard as she leant against the wall, slowly being pressed against it by baekhyun. his teeth nipped at her bottom lip, causing her to gasp, which only gave him an open opportunity to kiss her deeper. he pressed her against the wall gently, his hands exploring her hips and gradually moving towards her back, teasing the hem of her shirt.

"you and your teasing." jenna managed to speak, only to earn a smirk from baekhyun mid-kiss.

by the time baekhyun had jenna fully pinned against the wall of his bathroom, he was sitting on his knees with jenna's legs wrapped securely around his waist and her hands on the sides of his neck, supporting herself. instead of letting baekhyun have all the fun, she removed one of her hands from baekhyun's neck and glided it down his clothed chest, stopping at the hem of his shirt. he let out a low grunt as her cold hand made contact with his toned chest, and she slowed traced her fingernails up and down his chest.

before they could go any further, jenna began to taste blood in the mixture of the heated makeout session. she pulled away from baekhyun, who let out a depressed whine. "you're bleeding again." baekhyun attempted to kiss her once more, but she dodged the kiss, causing him to plant his lips against the wall. jenna let out a laugh, which made baekhyun more frustrated than he already was.

"ugh," baekhyun groaned. "my blood is a cockblocker."

//

the maknae, jungkook, grabbed a cup of ramen he had made for his hyung, taehyung, off of the kitchen counter, along with a pair of chopsticks. taehyung had come home so flustered and so angry, which worried jungkook, and he knew ramen usually made him happy. taehyung barely got angry, but when he did, nothing ever turned out well.

he walked down the hallway towards taehyung's bedroom, peering his head around the doorway to make sure it was safe to enter. once he saw taehyung sitting on his bed with his head down, he knew it was the right time to approach him. he slowly stepped into the room, sitting the cup of ramen on taehyung's nightstand along with the chopsticks, taking a seat beside taehyung.

"what's wrong?"

taehyung lifted his head up, slowly, his eyes watery and his cheeks flushed red as he turned his head towards jungkook. "i messed up, jungkook. i messed up badly."

"what's wrong, taehyung?"

taehyung wiped his tears away with his sleeve before speaking. "naneun jenawa salang-e ppajyeoss eo saeng-gaghae."

(( translation: i think i'm in love with jenna. ))