(BTS FF) Try Me

#6 Confused

~Jimin POV~

I waited in the front for Taehyung and the others. Jungkook came out and he looked like a happy man. "What happen to you?" I asked him.

"I made my move. " Jungkook rubbed his hands together like a evil mastermind.

Me and Jungkook waited a minute for Taehyung and when he got out his face looked a bit swollen. "Taehyung, what happened to your face?" I touch his face.

"I slept uncomfortably in the nurses office." Taehyung said.

Jiwoo came out after Taehyung and she looked depressed. I wondered what happened to her.

She saw Yoongi and Yoongi ran towards her then she started crying.

All three of us looked at them. Taehyung was smiling at them like he just achieved a trophy. Jungkook looked mad for some what reason.

"Wow. Dont tell me she's crying because of what I did to her." Jungkook shook his head side to side.

"What did you do to her?" I look at Jungkook suspiciously.

"I kiss her." Jungkook said.

I push Jungkoom's arm. "Yah! Why would you do that?"

"Hyung! I couldn't resist it." Jungkook explain.

"She's happy." Taehyung said.

"How do you know?" I ask.

"I just know." Taehyung

~Yuna POV~

Suga and I got home from getting ice cream. I told him about what happened with Taehyung on the roof. Suga felt that Taehyung didn't deserve it also.

We sat on the couch watching T.V. The day got boring and so I wanted to break the awkward silence. "Jungkook kiss me."

Suga quickly slap my arm and gave me a disgusted face. "What the fuck were you thinking?"

"I didn't do it! He pushed me against the wall and I couldn't, then he--" I tried to explain.

"Yah! You still did it!!" He slaps me once more.

"It hurts! Stop it!" I pouted.

"Okay, okay. " Suga pat my head gently. "I won't forgive you!" He then slaps my head and ran into his room.

I grab my head and groan in pain. I looked up to the door and went up to kick it. "Yah! Get out!"

Suga opens the door and smiles at me.
"I'm out."

I went up to him and gave him a hard slap on the chest.

"Ow ow ow. It hurts." He grabs his chest.

I ignored him and turned around. Then suddenly I felt him petting my head. He popped his head next to me with a bright smile. "Want ramen?"

I let out a smile and gave him an exciting expression. "Of course! I'm hungry."

The next day at school I was getting ready to leave home. I felt someone tapping my shoulder and so I looked at that person. "Oh. Hoseok you need something?"

"Ah Yeah, I was wondering if you would like to study with me tomorrow in the library." His eyes were looking at different directions.

"Um..sure, why not?" I said.

"Okay! Then see you tomorrow then." His face started to glow.

I gave him an awkward smile.

The next day I met up with Hoseok to go to the libary to study. We sat on the table and started flipping the pages on our books. I notice him stop writing and I felt stares down my spine. I look up at him and he quickly turns his head away. "I saw you. Why are you staring at me?" I said.

"Im sorry.." He rest his head on the table. "Its just that you resemble someone so much."

"Who?" I put my pen down and crossed my arm.

"Someone important." He said.

"Yuna? " I lifted one eyebrow up.

"Why you say that?" He looks at me.

"I get call that a lot here. They say I look like a evil clone of her." I explain to him.

Hoseok's eyes grew sad. "Yuna,....she really was something."

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so sad?" I shoved his arm.

"I'm love sick." He bangs his head on the table.

My eyes went wide and I became a little curious. "Yah, dont tell me...you were in love with Yuna?"

He continues to bang his head even harder.

"Yah. Stop. You're gonna become dumb if you keep doing that." I pulled his head up and you could see a red mark forming on his head.

"My head hurts.." He groaned.

"Thats because you keep banging your head, you dumb ass." I said. "So...tell me a little about you and Yuna."

"Why?" He questioned.

"Just tell me. I won't tell anyone." I wave my hand.

"Okay." He glares at me. "This is only because I trust you."

"Okay, okay." I rest my head on my hand to listen to him.