Back to square one | Vkook ff

Part 13

Taehyung p.o.v.

"Jungkook," I groan as i hug his body tighter, "You're going to be late for school if you don't get up."

"They should be used to that at this point."

As soon as he finishes speaking he jumps out of bed, leaving me to only hug his warm pillow.

"Get some more sleep Tae," He says as he changes out of his sweat pants and into a pair of denim jeans, "I'll leave the car keys on the kitchen table. You were picking me up around three pm right?" 

"uhu," I yawn, snuggling back into a more comfortable position.

"Do i need to kiss your forehead now like a married couple?" Jungkook jokes, leaning over me.

"You could give me head instead."

"Suck my dick tae."

"I'd love to."

I let a loud sigh leave my chapped lips as i roll out of bed. Eleven pm was still too early but i needed a shower. 

"Ugh!" I groan, realising that not only did i not have any clean clothing, i was also still wearing Jungkook his boxers.

Whatever

I open Jungkooks drawer, taking out an ugly puke green pair and hanging them over my shoulder as a towel. Lucky for me Jungkook and i had the same clothing sizes so i could wear anything he owned.

I grab a white trasher shirt and a pair of ripped dark blue jeans, dragging the items with me into his bathroom. 

"Pfft, homo," I chuckle, seeing the Gdragon calender standing next to his sink.

After finally getting the water the temperature i wanted it to be, i let it fall over my body. 

Having Jungkook next to me, making me laugh, almost made me forget what had happened and why i was with him. A knot forms in my stomach as soon as i think about it. I had slept ten times better the past few nights. Just having him next to me, feeling safer, made me able to actually rest. 

My new foster home was even worse than the one before. The guy i had to share a room with an alcohol addict, making sleeping practically impossible most nights. I somewhat started to miss my old foster home, i even sort of missed Namjoon picking on me. 

The sudden sound of the bottle of shampoo dropping out of my hands startles me, bringing me back to reality.

"Fuck man, i missed it here."

I pull up in front of my old highschool. Watching students, whose faces i hadn't seen in forever, pass by the car.

A familiar set of thighs walks out of the school, holding hands with what seemed to be a rich asshole.

"Would you look at that," I chuckle to myself, identifying the two as Jimin and Yoongi.

Jimin quickly notices me sitting in the car, freezing in the middle of the street as if he had seen a ghost. I lift my hand, waving at him in the most sassy way i could think off. Before i was able to do anything else Yoongi pulls him away, making sure i'd not interact with him any more.

"Pussy," I mumble as Jungkook gets into the car.

"Who me?"

"No shit face and whore over there," I say pointing in their direction.

"Tell me something new," He says, throwing his bag on the backseat.

"How was school?"

I look over at Jungkook, having him raise an eyebrow.

"That married couple thing was a joke Tae."