Adorkable [j.woo] | COMPLETE

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"I called you a hooker. To know my son you must be. You're too pretty for him. Whatever he told you, he can't guarantee it. He has no money or place in this household." Taehyung's father continued.

And at that Jiwoo had hit her boiling point. She stood up instantly, doing every thing she could to ignore the feeling that life had drained out of her body the moment she moved. "You can do and say a lot of things, you're rich and ignorant. But you do not label me without knowing my life. Just because you get to sit up here in this big luxurious house doesn't mean jack shit. As for me I'm a hard working high school student with four jobs! While you only lift a finger to get things done, I'm doing them for myself like a real adult! He didn't guarantee me anything. Actually you're son is a genuinely kind human being and if anyone in our dynamic is the lesser one it's probably me. He's not ugly on the inside or out which is shocking given what he comes from. And even if he has no place in this household he always has one in mine so piss of you leathery old slug." She crossed her arms holding the old mans cold expression. She hoped he was quivering beneath that mask, or at least upset.

Taehyung was sitting in his chair speechless. Sighing Jiwoo walked over to him using all of her strength. "Let's go," she murmured tugging on Taehyung's sleeve. As she managed to head to the office doors with the boy she turned over her shoulder and glared back at his dad. "Don't ever talk to me again unless the words are following a low ass bow and an apology." And with that said she slammed the door shut. Taehyung spun around to face Jiwoo once they were out of the office, he was in clear shock. But before he could get a word out she leaned hard against him, her knees letting out as she began to fall. But as always he was quick to catch her before she could hit the floor, he was always ready to catch her it seemed.

Her breathing was shallow, but Jiwoo was awake. Taehyung chuckled resting his head on top of hers, "I'd say I'm your knight in shining armor... but these days you feel less like a delicate princess and more like the fire breathing dragon." He murmured.

"I'm tired," was all Jiwoo said in reply.

Taehyung nodded his head slowly, "you put on quite the show." She didn't reply, rather she leaned into him more, allowing herself to be held. "Wow if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're falling for me Jeon Jiwoo." Taehyung remarked mockingly.

Jiwoo smiled, "ha ha, just take me upstairs." As she finished she closed her eyes.

"Okay," Taehyung murmured, picking her up carefully. It always surprised him how she felt weightless like a feather to him. So he took the girl through the familiar maze that was his home and up to his bedroom. He laid her down on the bed tucking her into the covers carefully. But instead of leaving to try and repair the damages she maybe left downstairs he decided to stay. So quietly and carefully, Taehyung slipped onto the mattress beside her. And with open arms drew her closer to him.

Jiwoo opened one eye and looked up at him. "What now?" She murmured, no sass in her tone which was rare.

"Nothing... I just have this feeling..." he murmured. It was odd that he had this gut feeling he couldn't shake or name.

Jiwoo wriggled in his arms before finding a comfortable way to lay, "What feeling is that?"

Taehyung shrugged running a hand through her hair, "I'm not sure yet..."

Jiwoo rolled her eyes, "I know what feeling you mean."

"You do?" Taehyung replied in surprise.

Jiwoo nodded then closed her eyes. For a long moment Taehyung thought she'd fallen back asleep, so he too closed his eyes. Then he felt the soft sensation of lips on his.

Opening his eyes, it was Jeon Jiwoo.

AN: hey guys I found some WiFi!!! How were your Holidays? How do you feel about dis chapter?? 😏😏
Anyways here's a fabulous pic from Author Grimm's adventures so far.