TaeLyn and Jungkook are twins that were adopted by Dad's Jin and Joonie. TaeLyn likes Taehyung but he's already involved in a scandal just waiting to unveil. Jungkook and Jimin both slept with the same girl but who takes responsibility of the conseq...
Jungkook and I fought after Jaehyun left. Taehyung stayed in my room, watching us. We barely acknowledged him. "Why didn't you tell me about Jimin?! We tell each other everything and you couldn't tell me you were fucking my best friend?" I sobbed, giving up. We had been through this a billion times. I couldn't do it anymore. "I didn't fuck him."
"That's not what Jaehyun said," He points out. I hiccup, wiping the tears under my eyes. "You'd rather believe her than me?"
"You two did things, TaeLyn. That's basically fucking." I sniffle, walking past him, having heard enough of him. He can't get it through his thick skull that it wasn't fucking. I know my brother. I know that when he says fucking, he means it literally. I grab my sweater and the jeans I wore to school. I quickly change in the bathroom as he continues to bombard me with questions. I grab my bag, walking down the hall. "Where are you going?" I continuously wipe my eyes as I leave the house.
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"You didn't have to cause a fucking scene!" I exclaim. "I've never seen Jungkook and her fight like this! Didn't you ever think that there's more to what she does than what you think?"
"You mean do I know why she fucked Jimin but told me he only fingered her till she—"
"Enough!" I growl. Her lips twitch as she looks away from me with a devilish smirk. "What? You wanna fuck her too? Wanna know how her pretty legs would look wrapped around you—" I found it cute how jealous she got but wouldn't show it. Instead she'd make herself look like the Persephone, meaning mischief and trouble. I pulled her closer to me and covered her lips with mine, smirking when Jaehyun began to squirm. She pushed me away angrily , causing me to laugh. "Stop! It's not funny. I hate you so much—"
"I'm sure you do, baby," I kiss her neck, wrapping an arm around her torso. She struggles to break free from my hold till the kiss turns into a bite, sucking on her skin. She relaxes into my body, pushing her behind into me. A soft moan leaves her lips, turning me on.
"I have to go," I say as I lift my body off the bed, putting on my clothes. As I pull up my jeans and look over at her. Her bottom lip juts out on a pout, giving the most innocent eyes she can muster. She whines loudly, kicking in the bed like a baby. I pull my shirt over my head, and sigh. "I told Jungkook I'd try to find TaeLyn," I mumble, sitting on her bed as I slip on my shoes. It's quiet on her end. It doesn't take a genius to know she's angry. "Is that why you came here? To look for her?" I roll my eyes. Now she's being sentimental. "She is my girlfriend, Jae."
"Then what am I?" She exclaims, standing up naked, slipping on her discarded clothes. I grab my hoodie and fix it on my shoulders. "My fuck buddy, Jaehyun. You know this. How many times have we talked about this?"
"Not many times if that's what you consider me." She yells, pushing my back. I stumble forward and lift my head with an annoyed expression. "That's what you chose, Jae. I tried to take it further and what did you say?" I exclaim, raising my voice slightly with every word. I turn to give her a hard look. Her face drops but doesn't remove the anger in her features. "You made it this way when you knew I liked you. Now you have to live with it."
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"Alright," Jimin hung up his phone and sat down beside me, watching me beat Yoongi's butt at Mortal Kombat. "That's not fair! You're just blasting all his power on me! Fight like a man, Tae!" He shoves me shoulder, causing me to collide with Jimin and push him off the bed. I beat Yoongi for the third time and he pouts. I smile. "It's okay, gummy-oppa. I'll let you win, this time." I grab the remote again. He silently puts his down and walks away, lying down in his bed across the room. I coo at him, running to Yoongi. I jump on him and he groans. "I'm sorry gummy. I love you!"
"I hate you, leave me alone." I giggle.
I hadn't noticed another presence looking at me from the doorway with a soft smile. Jimin was silently talking to him, which made me look up. His soft smile gestures towards the door. I sigh, and look down at Gummy. "Bye, Yoongi."
He walks me home silently, gripping my hand with such tenderness. I rest my head on his shoulder. The weight on my chest increases with every step towards my house. Jimin and Yoongi walk beside us, deciding to follow when they realized what happen. I could tell Jimin was as nervous as I was. He wouldn't stop biting his lip and running a hand through his hair. Yoongi had to hold his hand to stop him.
I shouldn't've screamed at my brother. He didn't know yet he had every right to. He also had no right to make a claim. Jimin and I never intended to do what we did. It just happened.
The minute Jungkook opened the door, his eyes were red. He sniffled, pulling me into a hug. He breathed out in a ragged manner. His hand stroked my hair. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have assumed. U should've trusted you—"
"I should've told you." I whisper in the same hushed tone. He pulls away wiping his eyes and letting everyone in. We all stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do. Jimin fidgeted repeatedly, eyeing Jungkook sneakily. "Nochu..." he slowly spoke.
"I'm sorry—" Jungkook silences him with a bow to his stomach. "Fuck you, mocha." He smirks, then helping him stand straight. "Next time you want to try and fuck with my sister, let me know."
"Jungkook, we didn't—"
"I know, noona. Chill." There's short laughs and as we walk to Jungkook's room, Yoongi says:
