The Time We Met In Detention || Kim Taehyung

Tuesday 5:01PM

Your POV

'Sad people always try and make other people happy because they know how terrible it is to feel worthless.' which definitely wasn't the case when we were both pissed yesterday, but after detention (which both Taehyung and I did get for 'dolling') we walk out of school together and definitely do a good job of cheering each other up.

"Wait. So why DID you get detention yesterday?"

He stops in his tracks after calming down his laughter. Now I know what Jimin meant by 4D alien.

"Uhmm... Well..."

flashback

"Good morning. I am your new Science teacher, Mrs Johnson. And you are?"

"Definitely not arsed for this lesson."

"Pardon? Please sit at the front." She said, pointing to the seat closest to her desk, as I started making my way to the back.

"Urghh. I haven't even done owt yet."

"How about YE sit here coz YE'VE done owt." I say to a random geeky girl sitting near the back of the classroom.

"Out! Now! And that'll be detention tonight, young lady. I will not tolerate this behaviour."

And so I stormed out of the classroom.

"Apparently, she wasn't amused."

He's bending over laughing again and I can't help but smile at the fact that exactly twenty four hours ago, we were going down completely different paths, and I'm not just talking about our way home.

~

I shut the door behind me and the smile fades from my beaming face as I walk into the kitchen, to find my mam sulking, while washing the dishes.

She turns around to face me as soon as she realises I'm there and wipes the tears from her exhausted face. Even though she's tired and puffy, she is still beautiful.

"Mam? This is about my dad, right?"

~

"Remember sweetie, if you need anything, just call me. And please don't get over-upset about your father." She says, bending down to give me a quick peck on the cheek and rushing off to work.

I have already gotten three missed calls from Jimin and he is calling me again, but right now I just want to talk to Imea.

I slide my finger across from the red phone button and open Sister From Another Mister in my contacts.

Can u please come over we need 2 talk

Be there in 5

Jimin's POV

"Why won't she pick up?" I ring Y/N again. This isn't right. She's been ignoring my calls for the past hour and I wanted us to hang out again tonight. There's so much we could do.

But I also wanted to ask her about Imea. Really bad. It was selfish, I know, but my heart has been pounding ever so more loudly and quickly and clearly in my chest since I saw her. And these are definitely not the side effects of a hangover.

"Who?" Taehyung asks, coming over to me.

We are at the arcade and I'm the only one who hasn't even attempted to have fun yet.

"Y/N."

"Chill your beans dude. You're getting too over-protective of your girlfriend." Namjoon laughs, while scoring another basket.

"Girlfriend?" Taehyung asks, clearly annoyed.

"Do you hate her THAT much? No, she's not my girlfriend. I actually like someone else."

"Oh... Don't you think you should check on her?"

"Yeah, you're probably right."

I gather my stuff and get ready to leave, when Taehyung grabs my arm and says "Wait up. I'm coming too."

~

Your POV

"I'm so sorry. He's such a prick. And to think he even DARES to invite you to this stupid 'wedding' of his."

"You know, I met Taehyung today." I stare into outer space.

"Oh really? And did he turn out to be less of an asshole than he was last night?" She demands.

Imea is so lovely and sweet but extremely protective and dangerous. At times during which I fail, she always helps me up.

But this is too much.

"You know, I don't blame him at all. I was a bit tipsy. And annoying. He's actually alright, you know. I think you were right."

"About him being your type?" She wiggles her eyebrows to cheer me up, which works for about 0.01 seconds because then I return to being my current, upset self.

"No... But that possibly too... The other thing you said. About him being sad and happy, serious and funny all at the same time."