They greet Taehyung as he sits down, he glanced at me quickly and looked at his food again. "Where were you, Tae?" Namjoon asked him, his eyes looking confused while looking at Taehyung and his 'new look'. "The teacher wanted me to help her with something" He said not even looking at the elder. "I see..." Namjoon raised an eyebrow taken aback by Taehyung's behavior. The whole table fell silent but a dinging noise broke the silence. Taehyung grabbed his phone, looks like someone sent him a message. "I have to go, I'll catch up with you guys later" He said immediately standing up. "Where you going, hyung?" Jungkook asked Taehyung. "Somewhere" He said leaving. We all looked at each other. I sighed, "I'll go check up on him" They all nodded. I got up and left the cafeteria room in search of Taehyung.
I walked around the hallways looking but no sign of him anywhere. How can he just disappear so fast. I was already at the back of the school the old, dusty part of school that nobody goes to. Why would he be here? I took a quick look around and started to head back until I felt someone push me against the rusty lockers.
"Arg, WHAT THE HELL—" My mouth was covered by a big hand.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing around this part of the school? Hm" A male said. I adjusted my vision on him, his cheeks were the color scarlet and he wreaked of alcohol. My nose scrunched up as it took his scent."And what's a ugly guy doing drinking in school, Hm" I said glaring. He chuckled "I like you, your feisty one" He said and started sucking harshly on my neck. I quickly used all my energy to push him away but he pushed back on the lockers still attached to my neck. He unbuttoned the top 4 buttons of my blouse and let the sides rest beside my shoulders, exposing a chick of skin. "Jaemin, is it? What a pretty name for a gorgeous girl" He looked at me with lust. "I would appreciate if you keep my name out of your fucking mouth" I kicked him where the sun don't shine and slapped him in the face. He grabbed my neck quickly and slapped me back. "You fucking bastard—" His face soon went out of my sight, my eyes setting on a pair of feet. Punches were heard, I looked beside me and saw Taehyung beating the living shit out of the guy, saying a word every time he punched, "NEVER.EVER.SLAP.OR.HURT.A.GIRL.EVER.AGAIN" I rushed to him. "TAEHYUNG STOP! YOUR GOING TO KILL HIM!" I pulled him away from the already unconscious guy. He suddenly cupped my face and eyed me worriedly. "Did he harass you? Did he touch you somewhere? That fu—" I cut him off. "Taehyung I'm fine" I said smiling at his worried form. He hugged me tightly, "Why do you make me worry about you...?" He whispered. I stayed quiet pretending like I didn't hear him. We pulled away before looking at each other's eyes. His eyes were soft, full of worry, I didn't notice both of us leaning in. We were just centimeters away from each other's lips. He was about to close the remaining space until we heard a cough. We both looked where the cough came from.
"I was looking for you, TaeTae" She ran towards us and pulled Taehyung away from me, sending me glares. "What's going on here, Why are you with... her?" She said. "Um... she needed help with something" He said looking at me intensely. He mouthed Say something "Why is her shirt like that?" Eunyeol asked pointing at my shirt, "Are you cheating on me, Oppa?" She pouted at him. "Eunyeol, a guy was harassing me and he just came to save. Isn't that what brothers do?" I emphasized the word brother. "You two are siblings?" She said embarrassed. We both nodded slowly. "I'm sorry, Jaemin. I thought you were going to take Taehyung away from me" She smiled, locking hands with Taehyung who looked uncomfortable. I smiled awkwardly, "Yeah... okay... goodbye" I walked away and head back to the cafeteria feeling Taehyung stare at me it was so uncomfortable. I quickly made back to the table, "What happened?" Jungkook said looking at my uneasy form. "Oh nothing, the principle called him about that office aid thing, yeah.." I lied. "Are you sure? You looked like you saw a ghost" Hoseok said. "I'm fine, he'll be here soon" I said, eating my pizza.
We all started to drift away from the Taehyung topic and started to talk about our classes, and other stuff. "Hey! You know what we should do?" Jungkook half yelled. "What?" Jimin and Jin said together. "We should add Jaemin noona to the chat" He suggested, soon making almost all of their eyes light up. "That's a good idea actually" Jin said. "We could keep in contact with each other" Hoseok said. "To be honest the chat is so annoying" Suga spoke up. "How?" I said. "Hoseok keeps writing words that don't exist, Namjoon always has a problem with everything he touches so he's barely on the chat to control these crack heads, Jin always send pictures of his rusty kitchen utensils, Jimin is always up Jungkook's ass and Jungkook keeps playing that Overwatch game so he barely texts there" Suga said boringly. "MY KITCHEN UTENSILS ARE NOT RUSTY THEY ARE UNIQUE IN EVERY WAY UNLIKE YOU AND YOUR STUPID SLEEPING HABITS" Jin yelled. "Hyung, He's right though. Your kitchen utensils are rusty" Jimin said. "Christian I swear to gawd" Jin closed his eyes and counted to 10. "Thanks to Namjoon they are always like that" Hoseok said. "Jung Hoseok" Namjoon glared and Jhope raised both of his hands innocently. "I'll just add her since you guys keep babbling" Jungkook said and pulled out his phone. "What's your number, Jae?" He said.
BUNKOOKS ADDED YOU TO "BTS" GROUP CHAT
"There, if your ever bored" He showed the screen of his phone. "It's open 24/7" He smiled showing his bunny teeth. The bell rang and every body started to move. "Let's go!" Suga said and started walking everyone following behind.
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My phone is so messed up so I can't update that much. It's literally half Black and I'm struggling to write this. Hopefully I get a new phone, ahhhh kdramas has me fucked up. If there are any errors yeah you know why.
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