INEVITABLE; taehyung [✓]

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3rd person

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jenna pried her tired, heavy eyelids open, her vision extremely blurry from sleep. her eyelashes were matted together as well, a few stray ones falling limp into her field of vision, making her sight worsen. with an exhausted groan, she pushed herself into a sitting position, gently resting her back against her headboard, blinking rapidly as an attempt to held her vision. she began to grow lightheaded at the sporadic blinking, which only made her feel worse. she knew she couldn't lay in bed all day and wallow in her own self-pity, so she heaved herself out of her bed, feeling instantly disheveled from the sudden movement.

she grew more dizzy as she stood frozen in the center of her room, and as the dizziness overcame her, she fell to the ground in a mess of pain, agony, and self pity. her mother wasn't home to treat her and tell her everything was going to be alright, and it seemed as if her mother wasn't ever home anymore. she knew her mother had practically given up on her at this point, thinking her daughter was a "lost cause" with her eating disorder. but, jenna knew that she wasn't a lost cause due to her disorder, and she was ever so slowly drifting away from her bulimia.

her counselor said it was a very difficult job to leave your eating disorder behind, because it takes a toll on your life and takes over practically every aspect of it. in the beginning, it did. jenna took every step her inner demons told her, and she always disobeyed her conscience, which is why she ended up the way she is- a sad, broken girl with an eating disorder.

she was ashamed of who she had become. not her outer appearance, she could care less, but it was her heart. she had become bitter and cold, pushing away almost every person that she was beginning to like, whether it was a friend or boyfriend. and since her and baekhyun had fallen for one another, she was beginning to push him away as well. slowly, yes, but slow and steady wins the race.

as for miyoung, it seemed as if she had pushed her away and beat jenna to the punch. they hadn't spoken since the ordeal at baekhyun's apartment, which was approximately a week ago. since then, jenna has only had baekhyun to talk to.

jenna hadn't realized she was still laying on the floor until her phone began to vibrate from atop her bed. she opened her eyes, wiping the rheum from the corners and pushing the stray eyelashes back into their rightful places. she heaved herself from the ground, glad that she didn't fall back to the ground when the dizziness struck her.

she pushed through the cloudy vision and slightly swaying head and reached forward for her phone, snatching the still vibrating object off of the bedsheets and answering it without checking the caller id. it would've be a smart idea, however, as her stomach dropped the instant they spoke.

"is this jenna?"

she recognized the voice as one of the members of bangtan- hoseok. the boy whose phone she found and returned like a good samaritan.

"this is she." she cringed at her response. she unintentionally sounded like a proper business associate rather than a normal 20 year old adult woman.

"uhm, there's a problem."

"a problem?"

"yes. u-uh taehyung. he-he got arrested."

jenna's eyes instantly became round as hoseok concluded his sentence with a heavy, shaky sigh. jenna nearly dropped her phone, but ended up grasping it tightly as she muttered a hasty response.

"a-arrested? why? when?"

"like a half an hour ago. and the worst part is," hoseok stopped mid-sentence, and jenna noticed she was slowly leaning forward in anticipation.

"spit it out, hoseok!"

"he got arrested because he, well, he beat up baekhyun."

and that was enough to push jenna to her breaking point. "what the hell? again? why?" she was about to run down to the police station and interrogate taehyung herself, but she wasn't properly trained and fit to do so. so, she's probably land herself in jail as well.

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"shh, i know it hurts." jenna held baekhyun's cut, bruised hand with her own, dabbing water gently on the splits of his knuckles, cleaning them thoroughly.

baekhyun hissed with every dab of the washcloth against his skin, biting down harshly on his bottom lip, which was already bloody. but, the metal taste of his own blood didn't seem to phase him, as he bit more harshly onto his lip as she finished up cleaning his knuckles. "i'm so sorry."

"it's not your fault, jenna." baekhyun watched his girlfriend as she broke down in front of his eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. "don't cry, please."

"i'm so sorry, if it wasn't for me you wouldn't be in this mess."

"jenna," baekhyun sighed, removing his hand from jenna's quivering one. he stood up and engulfed her into a passionate hug, which didn't seem to calm her down. she loosely wrapped her arms around his waist and sobbed into his shoulder, her tears dampening his shirt. baekhyun gently stroked the back of her head, his other hand locked around her waist, his fingertips tracing shapes on her hipbone underneath the waistband of her jeans.

"don't cry, i-i-" baekhyun paused, swallowing the lump in his throat. he felt nauseous, butterflies having heart attacks, seizures, and strokes, all balled up into one sensation. once the precious words left his lips, the knot in his stomach exploded into a pleasurable sensation of the butterflies fluttering about his stomach. jenna removed her head from his shoulder and looked at him, her eyes round, yet still bloodshot and watery. tears were still streaming down her cheeks as she began to muster a smile, which baekhyun melt underneath her touch even more. she looked pitiful, yes, but baekhyun still thought she looked like the most beautiful girl to walk the earth, with her bloodshot eyes, dilated pupils, messy hair, and flushed cheeks.

she could barely muster any words, so she did the only thing she knew to do in that moment; she kissed him.

his soft, yet bloody and cut, lips curled overtop her own quivering ones, and the sensation of their lips locked together was enough for jenna to calm down. a single salty tear seeped in between their lips, and baekhyun could taste the tears' saltiness in the mix of the blood and her cherry chapstick. but, he didn't pull away until they were both out of breath and completely and utterly flustered.

"oh baekhyun," jenna brought her hand up to baekhyun's bruised cheek, rubbing circles on his cheekbone as she spoke. "i love you too."