Back to square one | Vkook ff

Part 7

Taehyung p.o.v.

I wake up, Jungkook his body wrapped around mine, keeping me close to his body. The sight of him taking care of me only made me feel more upset. I had been strong for so long, held back so many tears. But yesterday i just broke. I wasn't going to go back, at least not for the weekend. My foster parents thought i was staying at Baekhyun his place, and school thought i left sick. Baekhyun had no idea where i was, well i'm sure he had an idea, i was just too scared to read his texts.

"Tae, close the window will you," Jungkook groans, still half asleep.

I do as he asks me, getting up from the comfortable and warm position i was in. A sigh leaves my lips as i take a second to stare outside, the sun was shining, and there were barely any clouds.

"It's ten AM kook, how much longer do you want to stay in bed," I ask him, as i sit back down on the bed.

"As long as it will take you to drag me downstairs."

I chuckle at his reaction, building up some courage to open the texts Baekhyun had send me.

Baekhyun: Why weren't you in math class?
Baekhyun: Where did you go?
Baekhyun: Taehyung awnswer me!
Baekhyun: Did you go with him?
Baekhyun: Whore... i can't believe you..
Baekhyun: You aren't just going to run away from me like this!
Baekhyun: Stop ignoring me! Where are you!

I put away my phone again, sensing Jungkook looking over my shoulder. 

"You aren't going to reply to that selfish cunt?" He laughs, resting his chin in my neck.

"He'll only get angrier," I whisper, turning myself around.

"Just break up with him," Jungkook states, taking my phone away from me.

"I can't."

"That wasn't a question, i'll do it if you won't."

"Jungkook don't get me into more trouble than i already am!" I groan, trying to grasp my phone back.

But before i know it Jungkook had already unlocked it and was typing something, looking satisfied with himself. I wasn't going to win from him anyways, so fighting him was pointless.

"Send!" He proudly smiles, handing me back my phone before disapearing into the bathroom.

I open the chat, pressing my lips together in anger as i read the message.

Taehyung: I can't be with someone like you, we have to break up. Don't stop me, i have already made my decision.

As soon as i finish reading i get a response, making me fear him even more.

Baekhyun: You can't run away from me, i own you remember.

"Let me be happy, you asshole!" I exclaim, throwing my phone across the room.

Shocked Jungkook walks in the room again, his toothbrush still in his mouth. I curl myself up, ashamed of my sudden action. He walks over to me, removing his toothbrush from his mouth. While taking the bottle of water on the nightstand and downing the last bit that was in it he sits down next to me.

"I'm going to make you happy again," he smiles, wiping the toothpaste that was smeared around his mouth away.

"Can't we just run away together?"

"Tae, We don't have a car. We don't have any money, we can't just run away."

"Party pooper," I say, looking down at my hands.

"You can come over as much as you want, and when we both finish school we can figure something out together. I realised that i can't keep you here for myself but i will still try to protect you." He brushes his fingers over my bruised arm, pouting at the sight of it. "If he hurts you again i am going to hurt him."

A silence follows, the both of us avoiding the awkward eye contact.

"You kept the letter," I whisper, changing the subject as i look around his room.

"Why wouldn't i have kept it?" He asks.

"Because it was so fucking gay, i confessed my feelings for you. If i was you i would feel so weird," i reply, feeling myself burning up.

"It's cool, if i was you i'd fall in love with me too," He jokes.

"You're such a cocky asshole."