𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 {Editing} || 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 || 𝐏.𝐉𝐌

Chapter 17: Truth

Days had passed by since that incident. You thought you would've gotten over Jimin, but that was not case.

Even when you had released how you felt that day, he still occupied your mind.

You knew you still had feelings for him which continued to grow no matter your protests.

No matter how much you convinced yourself that you hated him.

Which wasn't true, you loved him too much to hate him.

Here you were, with Taehyung, sitting in the library, studying for a quiz that would happen in a few days.

Though you had your book open, your eyes skimming through the words, your thoughts had drifted back to the raven-haired boy.

The phantom of his fingers gripped your hips causing you to suck in your breath, abruptly closing the book shut which caused Taehyung to flinch in his seat across from you.

"You alright?" His eyebrows furrowed, referring to your sudden action.

Your gaze averts to the table for a split second before holding his stare again, no sound coming out from your mouth for a moment or two until you speak, "Yeah.. yeah, I'm good. Just found nothing useful in this book."

A nervous laugh slipped between your lips in hopes for Taehyung to shift his attention back to his book.

He nods slowly, picking up his phone as a notification sound rang. He stands up, cashing you to look up at him in confusion, "You good?"

"Yeah," he nods, stepping away, "Just have to go. Nature calls."

You giggle, nodding in acknowledgement as he rushes out of the library.

A few moments go by, but you had not returned to your book.

Instead, you glanced around the library which you would've thought was empty due to nobody talking if it weren't for the occasional footsteps of students walking around.

Well duh, Y/N. It's a library, ain't no one gonna be talking.

"Psst."

Your eyebrows furrowed, eyeing the group of students occupying the table a few feet away from you, thinking that's where the house came from.

When no one looked towards you, you shrug it off, continuing to look through your book for information.

"Psst," you spin towards the entrance of the library, only to see Jimin trying to hide behind the door, desperately trying to get your attention, which he succeeded in.

"What?" You mouth.

Using his hand, he gestured for you to come towards him.

You sigh, pushing to your feet as you drag them to him, "What do you want?"

"To show you something," he whispers, grasping your wrist as he pulls you along with him.

In a few moments, you had reached the boys' bathroom.

"Why are you dragging me here?" You questioned, wondering what his intentions were.

"Sh," he put a finger over his plump lips, "You'll find out."

Just as he was about to open the door, Taehyung walked out, stopping in his steps as he glanced over the two of you, confusion painted over his face, "Y/N? Jimin? What are you guys doing here?"

You release your hand from Jimin's grasp, awkwardly laughing, "I-It's nothing. Jimin wanted to show me something, that's all."

Taehyung narrowed his eyes at said boy, stepping closer to him, as if to assert his dominance over him, "And what would you have been wanting to show her? Hm?"