the golden boy \\ kth ff

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Eunjin POV

The next day, after staying up and watching k-dramas until 2 a.m., I woke up at around 6:20, only 4 hours later. This meant that when I woke up, I felt more than usual the need to drop out of school to sleep. However, I decided it would be counterproductive to do so, and I caked concealer onto my Gucci eye bags and left the empty house.

I took my own time to arrive at school and to my delight, arrived right at 7:35, after everyone of my friends had already arrived. Everyone except Taehyung of course, he was barely ever on time and even though he promised, I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't even show up today.

I greeted Soyoung and everyone else seated at our table in the cafeteria and took a seat next to Yoongi.

"Morning, sunshine," I say to him in a manly voice, trying to kid around with him and possibly bring him out of the sour mood I can already tell he's in.

However, he avoids looking at me and instead clenches his jaw a bit before saying roughly,"Morning."

I'm about to ask him why he's being like this, when a booming and annoying sounding voice rings in my ears and interrupts my thoughts. I turn to the source, and my breath can't help but to catch in excitement at who it is.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! BOYS AND GIRLS! I.." Taehyung pauses for dramatic effect, taking a deep breath and making his best derp face to date,"....have arrived, hehe," he says as he takes a seat across from me and next to Hoseok.

"You're actually here! Are you gonna come during the rest of the week or do you plan on being sick again?" asks Hoseok.

"Hmm, I'll see how I'm feeling today in class and get back to you later." Finally, the bell rings and all of us walk to our boredom in an educational disguise.

During class, I couldn't help but stare at Taehyung. All last week, I couldn't get the image of a malnourished and exhausted Taehyung running a hand through his unkempt hair and sighing out of my head. And although he still looks a bit sick, looking at him now, smiling and nodding eagerly through the lesson as he takes notes and doodles, makes me feel warm and soft. I didn't like seeing him stressed like he was before.

"Eunjin?" he whispered at one point during class, snapping me out of my thoughts that had nothing to do with him yet were going through my head as I zoned out and stared at him.

"Huh?"

"Is there something on my face that you can't help but stare at? Is it the overwhelming handsome? Cause I'm sorry to say that I can't wipe that off. You must be whipped for me if you have to stare~" he whispers back with his signature derp face.

"Yah!" I feel my face turn tomato red as I yell, my voice piercing the classroom that, aside from the teacher's voice, was completely quiet. This earned me a glare from Mrs. Kim.

"Aiissh.. I hit my knee really hard on the desk.. sorry," I say with a painfully faked expression of suffering, bowing to the teacher as Taehyung stiffles a laugh. Our teacher continues the lesson after an eye roll, and I hit Taehyung lightly on the arm as I sit down.

"I can't stand you," I whisper-yell at him, sighing as I smile to myself and he laughs harder. All throughout the class after that, Taehyung would randomly look at me and start laughing really hard. I preferred to see him smiling and happy, but this was just annoying. Mostly because even when I tried to be mad, all he had to do to make me laugh was stare, and I would start cackling like the old witch I am again.

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lie- bts

Finally, a little after an embarrassing lunch where Taehyung told the story of my stupid incident in class to our so called friends as they laughed and pointed at me tauntingly, it was time to go home. I packed away my things and turned to say something to Taehyung, however he was already half way out of door.

'Where is he rushing off to again?'

And after a long debate (not really, it was more like a mediocre attempt by my equally curious conscious to convince me against it) with myself, I decided to follow him. I rushed after him in the hopes of finding out where he was going.

"Tae! Tae!" I yelled to him as I jogged towards his speedily walking figure. When I finally catch up to him, I tug at his sleeve, causing him to turn around and chuckle lightly.

"Eunjin," he begins to say softly, as if he already knew what I was going to say,"don't worry. I won't disappear this time. I promised to you, and I won't break that promise, but right now I really have to go." And with that he ruffles my hair and jogs away.

I stood there, thinking to myself: 'Maybe I should trust him? Maybe he needs privacy?'

'Nah.'

And I began to waddle towards where Taehyung left, rushing to find him before he goes too far. To my luck, I turn a corner and manage to see his back turning another, leaving just enough space between us, so I can follow him in secrecy. However, I start to feel a tinge of regret as I notice where he's headed. It seems like we're heading towards the bad side of town through alleys, where all the drug dealers and criminals hang out. What business could he have there?

Finally, we arrive behind what appears to be an abandoned factory. Taehyung looks around a corner of the abnormally shaped factory and stops right before turning it. I hear him speak for the first time in miles.

"It's okay, Taehyung. You can do this. Its for her." He lets out a small sigh and ruffles his own hair as he does a boxer shuffle before saying,"Okay, let's go." And with that he walks around the corner.

I rush to take his place on the wall he stood at and look around the corner to see his fidgeting figure approaching two men appearing to be in their early 20s. Both men seem to have a lot of acne and their appearance is disheveled and rough. The glare on their faces worries me even more. Why is he hanging around people like this? I strain my ears to hear their conversation and imagine them stretching like Dumbo.

"H-hey guys," Taehyung says,"How have you been? It's been a while-"

"Cut the bullshit, V. Where is it?" says the smaller, blonde man with more dirt on him than in my trashcan.

Taehyung visibly shivers and rubs the back of his nape as I've noticed he does when he's nervous. "Look guys.. I-I don't have it right now, but I have this," he lifts up a small brown bag and offers it gently," and if you give me some time, I can talk to my boss and get you what you wanted and a little more and-"

"Oh, damnit, V! I don't want to wait any longer, you twat! Where the fuck is our shit?" The bigger of the two yells, grabbing onto Tae's collar as he does so, leaving me to panic. I want more than anything to run out there and help Tae, but what can a small bean like me do? Instead, I dial emergency services and leave them ready to call just in case..

"I-I'm s-sorry. I don't have it.." Taehyung says, looking away from the man.

"Well, ya can have this!" The big man says as he throws Taehyung onto the ground and proceeds to punch the living shit out of him. I repress a shriek and the urge to run out to defend Taehyung. I pace back and forth, debating on whether to call or not as the man takes out a small dagger. I feel the tears welling up in my eyes, seeing Tae on the ground and not fighting back, merely grunting and writhing in pain.

"Here, have this as a reminder to not mess with us," he says as he cuts Taehyung's left cheek slowly. He only gets to do this, however, as the blonde man pulls him off of Tae, struggling.

"Boss! Bos- No! We can't do this again! Let's go, boss!"

And finally with one last kick to Taehyung's gut, the men leave his bloodied and bruised figure on the cold ground.

"Bring my shit next week, V." The big one says as he spits at Taehyung. When those assholes are finally gone, I run towards Taehyung's coughing figure, and with teary eyes and a shaky voice, I call for him.

"Tae!"

I'm sorry for such a violent chapter and foul language and a cliffhanger please don't hurt me I'm a small bean please give this story lots of love!